emilyconstancebieman, life stories, About P2, Save the planet, stop breeding like rabbits, seriously. (Mothers with only one child make the best mothers, if you can’t afford to feed your child you should not have had kids and thus are stupid. (Thieving bloody single mothers, I have had it up to here and beyond with you) About P2 Ok, so now I will continue with my photo stories; 1. Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women Sydney Australia Fashion House Bims: I went for a job interview here (Image Clothing/Howard Showers) and you wouldn’t believe what these bimbos did; before they got the person who was interviewing me: they got some stupid leech dog who was following me, I think, in retrospect, so they allowed her, this literally stalking me, across the city bimbo; I assume now she must’ve been from Centrelink, (she was – a continuous problem, she had brown hair, freckles, kind of short), she wanted to interview me. They pretended she was the supervisor (what the? I later discovered she did not work there at all, never had). Was she delusional – were Image enabling her delusions?? I think so. This girl was nothing but a total pervert, she went through my whole resume and asked me 50 million questions most of them really quite personal, especially interested in money, she was offensive and invasive, and then after she’d finished, they passed me on to the ‘real’ person who was actually doing the interview, btw I got the job and worked there for 14 months. I have since left (total cunts), and have worked elsewhere for the past 20 years it is only in retrospect that I can see clearly what happened, and it is no wonder Image Clothing has closed. How dare they set up a fake interview with some little leech dog that works at Centrelink (or worse, she's probably one of those little dogs that steal from me? maybe even a neighbour?? I can't believe the women at image clothing would do that? fucked little girls fucked women.) I think you can see how furious I am about that situation. What a bunch of idiots. See, I am surrounded by morons. (One woman who worked there needs special mentioning, she was pregnant with brown hair, I can’t remember her name - brainless woman BRAINLESS.) -and no, not the 7mnth pregnant one downstairs that smoked – see, surrounded by fully dysfunctional people in the fashion industry). Actually, I want to mention a bit of a secret that went on there, I suspect it did in a lot of others to; the designers would travel over to Europe and or America each season to see what the latest fashion trends were, they would buy a whole large suitcase of clothing, come back and copy it all, perhaps they might change a colour or a button or something. But it was really a bit of a scam in my opinion, as a supposedly young designer. It was basically about having a shopping holiday for the designers, and you know their own ‘personal lifestyle’ job. So not only did the designers in this company have the cushiest job, and the easiest job, but they got paid the most. This whole structure just didn’t make any sense to me, it still doesn’t - although I think it basically goes back to oppression in Australia, not thinking that they’re good enough to do it themselves, and not being encouraged in schools. In fact, the opposite goes on in schools. I know in my public-school education there was certainly no encouragement for creativity or design, in fact it was kind of looked down upon. And a fear of being creative and different was instilled. However, the designers in that company were all from overseas anyway, perhaps a Tall Poppy thing, but really, Australian education does not prepare one, for those kind of roles, it’s like, there is a pre-existing social structure, and a typical girl from Australia is not going to be even considered for a ‘money’ job. Actually, I recommend not working in the fashion industry. Women in the fashion industry are uncouth bitches; private school does not prepare you for such a world. I did wonder in retrospect at my parents encouraging me to go into the fashion industry, when they just spent all that money on a private school education, and people that work in the fashion industry and notoriously the lowest paid females, not only in Australia, but in the world. I overheard a conversation one day at Image clothing, between my supervisa and her supervisa, they were talking about cheap manufacturers overseas, they were contemplating Taiwan or India, she was saying how you can really cheap, low paid people in India to do all of this sewing piece work, she was speaking, as if, like, you can take advantage of them, and they won’t mind, like there’s no rules over there, like OHS, it was like her mission to try and screw workers as much as possible, she was very candid. I was a little taken aback at the time, and glad I wasn’t an Indian. There are basically no morals in the fashion workplace at all, none. I feel a young woman might be successful in the fashion world, if you had your own business, but, if you have a mentor. Someone from the industry who is very familiar with how things work - the rag trade has a certain way of working and a young graduate is clueless about how it works. One would need connections in China too….. But really, you can't compete on your own in a small business; those machine manufacturers have things down to a tee, they can do extreme volumes for extreme low prices, I don't even think it would be worth even trying to compete in the fashion industry as a small business. And actually, as I get older, I can see this crosses over to a lot of other industries. You know at school, there was a push for me to go into the “fashion industry”, as I had done well in the subject Textiles and Design, very well. Plus, I had won a couple of fashion awards. Plus was majorly into sewing my own clothes, and did so with creativity. One of the older girls nicknamed me “Cinderella” ! I loved tulle. Actually that story was deleted, I can't remember if it was here I wrote it, or somewhere else…but tulle was pretty much the only fabric I could afford when I was at school, tulle was only $2/m, and it came in a lot of bright colours, which I loved, and so I started making weird things of tulle! Things that I certainly could not wear down the street!! Lol. I saw a dress, a ‘demure’ dress in a shop window back then, with tulle, brown tulle – I think, I may have inspired a “I see you and I raise you” response from one of the girls……a continued theme throughout my life. I think it wasn't really obvious to me back then, but when you're young and still with the beauty of youth, other people want to see “pretty”, they want to see “young girls in pretty young clothes” - they're not really interested in spending money or purchasing such clothes, as they are far to practical – but they want to see interesting catwalk creations. And this is what we were doing at school, it was fun. Fun for me, fun for older women to watch. But this doesn't really have anything to do with making money in life or the fashion industry in Australia. If I really had of known this, I most likely would have chosen a different path. I mean don't get me wrong I still love clothes, I love people who take pride in what they wear, I love looking at designs by creative clever people, and certainly wouldn't want the fashion industry to close down or anything, but it does appear, there needs to be more responsible people in this industry. And also I think my fashion background helped later on in life when it has come to environmental issues; there are many women who don't pay attention, unless it involves fashion, so if someone from the fashion industry is has a voice for the environment, they tend to pay attention way more than if I was just some greenie. Plus knowing how to sew my own clothes, has been vital. A valued life skill. I want to mention, also, I worked in a different fashion company, Gazelle near Botany Bay, there was a ‘mousy’ girl there who was my assistant for about 3 days. One day she gave me a lift when I had car service and she charged me $2, she was very odd and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole some mambo labels in a very sneaky bimbo way, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her several times working has a checkout chick in shops that have stolen from me in Gunnedah, either at checkout by putting items through twice or pickpocketing from my bag, plus my 10 white 500ml coffee cups were stolen by someone in the fashion industry, and it’s possibly her? High bimbo dysfunction, can’t remember her name unfortunately. I think she followed me up here in Queensland too, but since I’ve written about her in this image story, I’m pretty sure she’s gone. I think I may have seen her on a movie, or a look alike. Least it was not a stolen story, one of mine. One of the fashion houses I worked at was Discovery Clothing, the girls were very curious about me when I started, they were not quite bitchy, but certainly wary, threatened and a little hostile, but the main aim was to find out how much money I earned. When I told them (that’s the kind of frank and honest person I am, btw - way too naive in my 20’s) and it was relatively low, like minimum wage, more or less (around $22000/year). So then suddenly all the girls relaxed and were nice to me -so it seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, they are nice and respectful to you. Can you see how ridiculous women are? How little they are? By the way, also that company, the women in charge of payroll, didn’t pay me the first week I was there, when I asked, she said they will pay me 2 weeks, next week. But after 2 weeks, still no pay-packet, I went and asked, oh, they forgot, next week they pay. So, this went on until after one month and they finally paid me, but they only paid me for one week, and they said when I leave, they’ll pay me that additional 3 weeks’ pay. I would just like to say a big FUCK those accountant girls, they are thieves, I hope they get cancer and die. I would also like to add, management was snobby and unapproachably bitchy, and I would say most definatly knew the little game the payroll girls were doing– fuck all of them. By some miracle, that company is still in business, I guess since they must have not stolen from their insurance providers, and only their workers – they are allowed to stay in business – real “bad” situations in this country (actually I don’t think this government gets a say in such matters, insurance companies are owned by overseas companies, all except one in QLD, which is government run – apparently, according to google search, and then according to the end credits I saw in some Australian movie; they put a stop to compensation claims in QLD court, meaning no compensation can be paid out. Meaning no point of “insurance”, except money making scam for those overseas companies. Makes perfect sense gov. Here is a good spot to literally talk about the meaning of fashion; if you’re a woman in her late 40s and no longer slim trim like a woman in her 20’s, good luck trying to purchase clothes from those big clothing manufacturers; it’s impossible, it’s like they stopped at size 16, so if you’re an 18, forget about it. It has occurred to me and why they did this, and is because young women who are skinny, size 8, 10, 12, 14 and 16, are the only women stupid enough to buy fashions each season, so the retailers take advantage of their naive shopping habits, and make money from them. They don’t make enough money from sensible women who are happy to have the same T-shirt for 6 or 7 seasons or whatever. 30 years. The industry is run by women who want to convince and trick other women into purchasing clothes that they don't really need, ‘follow a trend’; the whole thing is a total scam. If you're someone who's raised in a family with morals, respect, honesty and Christian values, then I really don't recommend you working in the fashion industry. Anyway, back to the point of this photo story, and that is LEECHES who follow me around, with my clear example at Image job interview. These leeches have been following me and stealing from me for over 20yrs. How totally inadequate are the Australian Police, how inadequate is Australia? Is this what they do in other countries?? I really want to know, are there leeches who follow single people around all the time in like England and America?? What about Vanuatu? I have complained so many times, so many times they did nothing, I had to literally take matters into my own hands; get a camera, take photos of these bimbos and put them up on social media, and name names – it is the only way they will stop – %&$$& little cowards. Leeches: non-thinking people who latch on to me, because they have no brain to speak of, and will chase, attack and will not stop until target is dead. Just like a dog chasing a smaller creature, same thing, they are animals. Leeches is probably the best word to describe them, sucking my blood, wanting to know EVERYTHING about me, stealing my ideas, doing the opposite of what I was thinking in a rebellious manner too - there are some women, especially in the fashion industry, particularly from Bonds, who later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) {as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT} Anyway, so those bitchy insecure women try to come up with plans/ways to make it look like, it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these previously non-thinking women are so intent on their mission now, (they go to great lengths – sweet talkers) that they have a lot of people fooled. (Hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, fucked government. I really do recommend NOT having kids. BTW, what happened at Image as I explained was probably not the worst thing that happened while I was there. I was put on a salary ($20 more each week than the minimum wage) then expected to work 12hrs overtime every week, with no overtime pay (50hr working week) and work the occasional Saturday without pay - which IS NOT ACCEPTABLE WORKING CONDITIONS - and yes, I do know about what goes on in India (they try and make you feel guilty to get you to work harder. {Actually, I have to mention a despicable thing that goes on in India, is those trashy Indian mothers have kids, for the soul point of getting them to work for them; be their slave so to speak as soon as they can walk, it is bad there, so I saw on the ABC}). (I left the fashion Industry after Image and became a nanny - better money! Seriously, I had 2 full time nanny jobs for about 12mnths, that both paid better than my fashion industry wage, plus no stress there, no stupid bitchy colleagues either) I have to say, looking back, what an absolute waste of my time and energy working at those companies. And perhaps, better off being unemployed than being used in this manner. Although I did get a good insight into the way the fashion industry in Australia works, the workplace. Back then the majority off sewing piece work, was still done in Sydney. One thing I've noticed about many people from various sectors, is when they have kids, they discourage them from working in their sector, because they know from experience, it’s tough – too hard. But SO, they think the grass is greener elsewhere! LOL. And here I am pretty much doing the same thing - it's like everybody in all sectors comes to this conclusion; you should not bother working!! Lol – yet they still keep breeding, forcing the work to continue. STOOOPID. And after my nanny experience, it was confirmed, that my feelings about the fact that I did not want kids, was set, I really do not want kids, I would not subject them to what I have experienced. And from witnessing those parents and families, I was assured I was not going to be missing out on anything, quite the contrary. Besides, as a nanny, the kids get to attached and the parents feel left out, it does not work. Also, I feel not having anywhere to live while I was working down in Sydney, as in my own home, in my own community, a place where I felt I belonged - was probably the number one detriment and the reason why I didn’t last in Sydney for longer than 10 years. (I guess aside from the LEECHES. I mean, what, do they see a single woman on her own and immediately just start following her? Do they have a brain at all? As that one at Image was not the only one, there was heaps). Anyway, I’m not quite sure why this connection hasn’t been made in society. And why people think it’s acceptable to send young girls off into the city to rent and think that it will just work out - maybe it does work out for other girls, but from where I stand looking, there’s no chance it would or would’ve worked out for me. None. IT IS NOT OK TO FOLLOW ME AROUND YOU BIMBOS I mean maybe there is a large sector of the community that think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and normal? There seems to be so many people who do this, female especially, I can only assume that they do think it is normal behaviour. Well guess what – ITS NOT. There is no invitation to follow, stalk, harass me, never was, never will be. So, unless I actually invite you to follow me verbally or written, then DON’ T DO IT. In case you have not noticed from this Blog I love being on my own, I relish the peace and quiet. I seem to be different than most other people in this respect, they seem to think being around other people is a good thing – well I do not think so, and I know it must be hard for people with big heads to grasp, but I do not want your company. My Colour blocking design above, was for sale on red bubble, which is where that AI model is from - when I try to find my design to put the print up here too, I could not find it! So I have no idea what has happened to it, I don't usually delete my designs, even if I don't use them, I still keep the 'duds'. Well, it's a bit of a mystery what's happened to this one. I did find my check design, which has the same colours, but those checks just don't quite fit the design in the dress. (?) Unfortunately when I saved it, I did not put rename the download with the design name as per what I usually do, as they don't include that the name in the download, much to my dismay. All my designs have been removed from Redbubble, because they were making sales, and not actually paying me (not a great amount of sales, but some). If I if I recall I think this one sold once. So my Check design I found is called "Checks too much Eucalyptus". 2. 2nd image: School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one At the all girls boarding school I went to, there was no tolerance for stealing. In my year, there was one girl caught stealing, and she was expelled immediately. I am going to put that story here; It was year 8, or maybe 9? (1988?) We were away on a school excursion for a few days; I can’t actually remember all the details. But in retrospect, I believe the trip was because some of the house mistress’s knew that’s some girls who attended, came from circumstances who did not have typical “family life”, and so they wanted to give those girls, in particular, and everyone I guess, a sense of a family holiday, and joy. {I found later, people from public schools, have preconceived ideas about the type of person that goes to a private school, they are usually completely wrong, and that above, should give one a little insight to the varied and different kinds of people and reasons, that kids attend a boarding school}. So, anyway, they can’t really justify taking girls on a holiday during term! so I recall they called it a cultural trip and we did ‘cultural’ things, like an art gallery. I really can’t remember most of it, I guess because it was fun! But, one day, one of the girls stole another girls necklace, I think it was a necklace, and somehow the chaperone knew who stole it, (guess who, Miss Goldman infact - messing in our lives the whole time we were there). Anyway, that particular girl was expelled immediately and sent back to her parents right then and there on our trip. I feel, as a result of this zero policy, that was why there was hardly any theft at all, at that school. Zero policy. Good policy. But I would like to add further to that story, how did they know who stole it? Did they get a confession? I mean that particular girl who was expelled, if I recall, I don’t think she was well liked, so maybe someone knew how to manipulate the situation, to get rid of her. The sinister nature of women, and little girls, is becoming more known, the older I get. Although possibly that girl had to come up with something extreme, so as to get herself out of the negative situation, she was suddenly in? knowing full well the consequences “oh well if I have to leave….” As in her sneaky plan, because it’s not good for her mental health if she’s in the situation where she’s kind of shunned by the other kids, so it was her plan to save herself as she knew she would be expelled if she stole something? So, in my 6yrs there, that girl was the only one in our year that got into trouble, most girls just didn't get into trouble at that school, there was no such thing as detention at that school. Actually, there was 3 forms of discipline; expulsion, being the most severe, then suspension, and then a discipline card. I don't remember anyone being suspended, no one was suspended in my year, and I don't remember anyone in any other years being suspended either, it is a kind of gossip if anyone gets into trouble, the whole school knows about it. However, my friend and I got a discipline card, and it was for ordering a pizza! There was a new rule in school, they had been talking about it all week "you are no longer allowed to order pizza at any time, except on the weekends". And my friend and I we just heard "pizza", and so we decided that we should order a pizza, (!), and of course we ordered it for Saturday night, at 8 o'clock. We not stupid. But unfortunately, the pizza place delivered our pizza on Friday at 8pm. For some reason we ordered it on Friday arvo, (I'm not really sure why we did that, young girls not knowing the rules of pizza ordering either!), the pizza arrived when we were not there, we were in the middle of prep, so the pizza guy disturbed the teacher with our pizza, the same one who imposed the whole rule in the first place! - also we had to pay for it, but we never got the pizza; guess who scoffed it down all on her own? yes the very same teacher I've mentioned previously on my blog for numerous inflictions: Dr Scarf (actually not a teacher – she seemed to do nothing but was Chief Dog with personal vendetta against Emily Bieman {maybe she was used by other teachers to have a go at me - as dogs are used}). Mmmm first dog problem!!! So, we got into trouble, even though we didn't even order it for Friday night! And a discipline card involves taking this 'bad' card with the bad thing that you did, to every class, and getting the teacher to acknowledge and talk about your “badness” then sign your discipline card. It is a form of humiliation punishment. Infront of the teacher and infront of the whole class. School teachers are big on humiliation. They are hopeless people. Clueless about it even how to discipline. Humiliation tactic is a big no no when it comes to disciplining a young person. Although I liked their zero tolerance for theft – the rest of Australia could learn from this technique. I tried to find out whether they still do this humiliation tactic, and there were a whole series of rules for discipline listed online for that school; they now have detention! I still saw the word “card” and “discipline” but not exactly together, it was a little vague, I'm thinking that they would still do it, they're very old-fashioned. But I noted that there's a whole heap more rules they have about discipline and it's seems to be quite different from back in my day, like I was reading it and feeling that a lot of girls must get into trouble now, whereas back in my day not so much. And I also got the feeling that the tactics that they said online was pretty much a load of bullshit, like it was just what you would want to hear, but what they do in reality would probably be different. I have some experience with many different sectors of people now, so far as women looking after children, it gets way worse, way - there are a lot of really hopeless people out there in the public sector, people who don't have any discipline whatsoever, and all sorts of abuse is going on. Many times, it’s simply from not knowing any better. I mean my next-door neighbour’s grandson would be in the public school system at Sarina, and talk about useless, they thought it would “fun” to turn my veranda outdoor aquarium, heater up, so it cooked my fish. Boiled them alive. Funny they thought. Harassing me all week long at nights, with a fire in their backyard. That's the quality that the public system and bimbo mothers in my neighbourhood are producing. So, I can't complain too much about humiliation tactics by powertripping women of 40yrs ago. Glad I did not go to a public school or co-ed. I suspect now, as a woman nearing 50, I think there’s like a whole network of older NEGS girls who try to act as big brother (big sister), they’re really like interfering, and are often not very nice. I believe it’s come about because a lot of the girls that went there, had family who didn’t really give a shit about them, and so those girls latch on to the school community with extreme ardour, and still do when they’re older. I believe this was encouraged repeatedly at school assemblies by Anna Abbot later the school principal, she would often talk about “the School Family”. She was a bitch. So, here is another theft story, with a school girl who never got caught. She never got caught because her victims were not other school girls, they were retailers (!). There was one disgraceful girl at school, who I’m pretty sure, would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars from the little shop across the road. She was completely unhealthy, that girl never used eat dinner, she would just go back to her dorm after dinner and eat candy bars every day. And one time we were shopping in Tamworth on a Saturday morning outing, and I didn’t know it at the time, but I was used as a distraction while she stole from the shop. It’s unfortunate how you can only see things in retrospect later after the event has happened. And I only went out shopping with her twice, and on both occasions, I inadvertently saw her shoplift. I believed she used other girls in this manner too. That girl really needed to be held accountable at the time, right there and then at that age, is exactly when she needed to be scolded and reprimanded, and she needed to be scolded by me, her peer since obviously her parents were failures. She really needed a good yelling, to point out to her how unacceptable, unfair and wrong her behaviour was. So, while I didn’t even know what was going on at the time, and so a part of me doesn’t feel responsible for this girl, but another part of me does, it’s like, my fault that I didn’t reprimand her at the perfect time in her life when she fully needed to be kept in check, because certainly at a boarding school, nobody else is going to do it, - not all girls had house mistress’s who were OBSESSED with them, (and isn’t odd how some people can get away with ANYTHING their whole life, whereas others, like me, not only can’t get away with anything but they get done for things they don’t even do!!}. Your crazy! Anyway, also because I was not fully awake back then (sleepy beauty) I didn’t say anything, and she most likely has gone on to steal more and more, and used other girls in the same despicable way. I think she may have even turned another good girl, Ally White, into a bad thieving companion friend? She continued to do it because she’s always gotten away with it, she probably still continues to do it today, 30 years later. What a hopeless mother she must’ve had. This girl was friends with everyone, people like her (often a common thing amongst ‘badies’ – they know how to play the game, and be popular). WE ARE NOT FRIENDS – I would never be friends with a shoplifter. Here is a good spot to mention this story: in year 7, in the first term, all parents are required to drop their girls off, then leave and not communicate with the girls at all for that month, or was it the whole term? I can’t remember now!! But this was the tradition, to teach the child that their new home, their new family, their new connections, are at the school now. Their ties to their parents are well and truly broken. I recall 3 weeks before that first term ended, my bag was packed ready to go home for school holidays. No one else had packed yet. It was basically because I didn’t like the school. Ripped out of my family unit like that, how could anyone. But it’s not like I really complained or told anyone my personal feelings; I was perceived as a happy normal healthy child who had made some friends already too. You know, I don’t think even I fully knew my feelings, we were always kept so busy – and then there was horse riding…… Looking back, I am not sure what my parents were thinking really. I can only assume mum thought someone else would take over all; caring, nurturing, responsible, loving duties, in order to continue the raising of a child. OMG - she was nuts! Possibly delusional, as if that is going to happen with someone else’s child. Such wishful thinking. That school is a business, it is run to make a profit and to provide a number of woman, staff in the Armidale community a good income and a certain ‘status’. STATUS. Throughout the 6 years, in fact, looking back, if there was ever an opportunity to do an activity outside the school, no matter what it was, I would put my name down to do it! I found myself sometimes in some strange situations, like once I was singing as a part of an Armidale Community choir, (I really have the worst voice in the world, just ask the girl standing next to me!! J) Oh, that reminds me of another story that seems to be missing, I was actually kicked out of choir in primary school, all the kids with bad voices were sent to a room, and gets this, to sing songs! Mmmm, yeah, that makes sense. That was Gunnedah primary school – such bad standards – Teachers with NO common-sense at all). Anyway, strange situations; I guess, that’s why I did rowing. And there was that time where I helped the school principals husband, Dr Gross, do his cemetery research at a cemetery in Glen Innes! There were probably quite a few other things but I can’t remember them! I really do have natural instinct to “ To make lemonade out of lemons”. I put that down to a loving family environment, and mums “Life Be in It“ attitude!! But really had a quiet loathing of that school, and that is even before the other cruel things that happened there came to light. A bunch of girls all living together – as if that is going to work. DER FRED. I’m going to share another little story, even though it’s a little embarrassing for myself. When I was about the age of 3yrs, still young enough that family and friends, when they saw you would come along and pick you up and go weeeee, and twirl you around in the air. So, we were at this party and my young cousin and I had been relegated to the attic space to play. In amongst the owner’s gym equipment, there was a big glass jar full of shiny coins. I wasn’t old enough to grasp the concept of money but when I saw those pretty shiny copper and silver coins, I just had to have them, they were irresistible, so I stuffed as many as I could in my pockets and sleeves. A little bit later when we were downstairs ready to leave the owner saw me, he came over to me picked me up to say goodbye, he twirled me around, and went weeeeee, and guess what, all the shiny coins fell out onto the kitchen floor! Everyone was standing around, I was completely embarrassed, as immediately, I knew I done something wrong, because they weren’t my coins, and even though nobody said anything implying that I had stolen them, everyone knew that I had, or at least the owner certainly did, he must have. I was so humiliated and embarrassed that I’ve never stolen anything since. (of course, later and now, not for embarrassment reasons, (in case you haven’t noticed, I pretty much don’t give a dam what people think of me), it is just so wrong to take something that does not belong to you, not only on a moral standpoint, but on a spiritual level – it’s unacceptable behaviour for a GROWN ADULT). I had a mother who knew how to raise a child who doesn’t steal too; I remember being young and I was standing in the shopping trolley cart as mum was taking us around the supermarket, and we got up to the baking aisle, my favourite aisle, (even as a young four-year-old or so J), I decided that we should get some food colouring, so I got a red one of the shelf and put it in my big front pocket of my new home made apron, instead of in the trolley, not really thinking, but glad to use my big pocket - certainly not meaning to shoplift it. But we both forgot about it by the time we got to checkout, and on the way home, mum noticed that the red food colouring had leaked all in the big pocket of my new apron, and she said this is exactly why; it’s because we forgot to put it through the checkout - bad things happened to those girls who steal, a sign from God! I still believe her, and this is part of the reason for my Blog - so many stupid women with hopeless mothers who steal from me - SAVE YOURSELF SOME PROBLEMS AND STOP STEALING. 3. No photos of the next one, no camera back then! Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan One time when I drove down to Sydney, I was doing a course for a part of my job’s provider thing at GJS Group, Revesby (Screen Printing course). Since I had time to spare, I stopped off at The Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan, and had a look around – huge, and not yet very impressive, it was still too young then, plus staff there persecute single ladies that attend on their own. The guy at entrance was just plain rude, plus he followed me around in his work Ute (the place is huge). It amazes me how people can’t handle a woman on her own; get a grip and deal with it Australian simpletons - they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons? bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) While I was there, I also had some weird girl following me around (? – actually that happens a lot wherever I go, I call them DOGS) and also some devious looking skinny goth guys with black hair that were all dressed in black (BOYS IN BLACK) and seemed to be ‘angry’ about something (?) and certainly not the kind of people you would expect to see at a botanical Gardens, they didn’t even venture into the gardens; they were lurking around the carpark near my (black) car (they probably can’t handle women who drive black cars either). Later that day I got really sick with Flue, and I believe one of those guys broke into my car and spat in my food that was just sitting on my front seat in my car. (I believe they made a changed movie about it; Men in Black with Will Smith. The real story is what unfurled that day in the gardens. Will Smith, who then later, much later, did signs clearly stating he was going to help the blondie steal from me, I assume he was talking about my landlord, and, yes, this is what they do, certain people with way too much money and time on their hands, and influence over other people - play sides. They gang up on someone their ‘victim’, and they do despicable things, and since I am single, I am their perfect target - this was the reason why I had planes flying over my house spraying toxic poisons, this is the reason I have so many people stealing from me, THIS IS THE REASON THAT one of my water bottles was contaminated with urine, this is the reason why any meat I purchase from Woolworths is spoilt, this is the reason why my garden was stolen from me. It’s because of idiots in the movie industry, MORONS Well, I definitely have to mention, there are many many really nice super ones in the television/ movie industry too. Actually, now is a good time to mention this: there is currently some stupid bimbo in the TV/Movie world who is on a rampage and personal bimbo mission to do the opposite of what they’ve done in the past, so if they have been nice in the past (helpful) then they’ll do something disrespectful, like steal from me. Or if they did something nasty to me in the past like those fuckhead boys in black, then they’ll do something ‘nice’, their definition of ‘nice’ is usually putting on a good movie, and so the whole of Australia ‘wins’, which is why there’s a reason for treating me disrespectfully, so they can watch good movies. (I suspect this is also the reason why they stole my Celosia flower seeds BIMBOS) It is a game for bimbos, but like how I got rid of Heath Barwick and Cathy Goldman, I will get rid of stupid bimbos in TV/Movie world – actually, by just writing about what they do here, has so far pretty much been key. Not sure why, I can only assume they are coward bullies who thinks no one can see what they do (nuisance trucks still have not stopped) (Twice I got sick when I have travelled, and I have only travelled twice in the last 30yrs – not a coincidence – evil is prevalent in Australia) Australians are really backwards. WHO exactly is the STUPID RETARD responsible for those people harassing me like that? WHO! COWARD Persecution. I believe it may have been Centrelink related, stupid bimbo nazi dogs that work for Centrelink, who were following me to see what I was doing. All involved (if it were up to me) would be severely fined. See, I told you, truly persecuted all my adult life, just for being single (I AM NEVER GETTING MARRIED YOU IDIOTS deal with it). But this incidence has really affected my whole outlook on life, I no longer can go to Botanical gardens – or ones that I can’t stay in my car at, and I love gardens. I want compensation. BTW, since I wrote this and asked WHO, the next day I received a strange email with a list of about 10 names, but when I went to find that email again, ofcourse it was deleted, and the only name I remember was Nick Cave, but there were also male politicians names mentioned, so I am not sure if some girl was sending me a joke, as I know it is mostly women who harrass me, and not politicians. Plus I did see 2 older women acting suspiciously, who I would say would be more likely responsible, 1 in the gardens, near the swings, and one at the hotel the next morning. 4. Got carcam shot at next Botanical experience: Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone 25yrs later, a second attempt at a Botanical Garden - another example of persecution DOGS FOLLOWING ME AROUND, Botanical Gardens Gladstone Try not to jump to crazy conclusions as you read this, infact you may have to read my whole blog before you can understand it and realize what’s going on. And writing about it, is combating these tormentors, this is my aim here. Persecutory Dog hiding as I drive by, so I do not see her properly and get her/him on camera - this is one of the dogs that follows me around wherever I go, waiting for “fuel” I told you – I literally get followed around wherever I go, and have done so for the past 30yrs. So, I know exactly what they are like, they are extremely predictable if you can see them (most people cannot). This time she was waiting for me to take something out of the botanical garden, like seeds/foliage or duck weed, - but since I did not, she does NOT get a shiny new car, she only gets that bomb you see. Piss off you stupid Centrelink cunts. Get a real job you stupid greedy bitches (half those people seem to want to kill me, the other half seem to want to torture me into perfection) I DO NOT STEAL – EVER you stupid condescending arrogant BIMBOS! Those people do not need fuel, they are haters, and will find ANY excuse to persecute, like how I mentioned before, “well she did not smile at the checkout chick, or say hello to some complete stranger on the street” – it is persecutory game for rich people and or board housewives, (how should I know how they find these people?) and they work in the TV industry too, I mentioned before in my ‘banned google reviews’ about that blonde old woman from Tessuti fabrics who was harassing me, she later appeared on ABC TV harassing me when I had a bath (as in I should not have a bath as there is not enough water. FUCK, what business is it of yours if I have a bath or not, you do not get to decide I how I use my tank water you stupid stupid stupid little dog, fuck off). Anyway, back to this particular day - SO, this does not mean whenever a girl drives past me and beeps in a shiny new car, that I have stolen something, it’s the opposite, meaning the shopkeeper/sales girl has stolen from me in the form usually of overcharging at checkout. Also, I should mention, while I have these types of Persecutory Dogs, it means I do NOT have other types of zombie bimbos harassing me at that place, some kind of weird ‘trade off’ – way out of my control. If you read my “Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan” or my Petersham photo story, you’ll see my usual typical problem I have in public spaces. At these Gladstone gardens, whilst I could not walk around due to my Collapsed Arch, I did get out of the car to eat, and I was not harassed that whole time (except there was heavy machinery work going on nearby). I think they may work in the radio industry too, as I have persecutory truck drivers that drive past my house and beep their horn, especially on Sunday mornings – radio related, they stealing something, not sure what. Possible stories from my blog? They are idiots. If you have something to say to me, then bloody say it to my face – DON’T BE SUCH A COWARD. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police and other such ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s was because I had a charcoal Daewoo hatchback, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse, as in cat and mouse games. I truly am living on a planet filled with idiots and morons. When you being followed around by stupid dogs, it’s like you can’t explain to someone who’s really stupid that they are stupid, they just don’t get it. They’re too stupid to understand the reason they’re following me around, is because they’re stupid. Also, I sense they feel they are doing a ’public service’ as in being righteous and helpful, they can’t see that they are being predatory, controlling, invasive and nazi unwanted. 5. Next image is of a sword yielding school teacher; Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools Public School Teachers - (if your child is small and shy, he/she will be victimized by teachers, it is a given, moth to flame situation, powertrippers can’t help themselves, teach your child to be outspoken in preparation for school) This is how they teach at Gunnedah public school: (Public school tactics) the teacher will find someone in the classroom, usually the smallest kid in the class, often female, and pick on them. Every time they get a question wrong, they will humiliate them and make a big deal over the issue in front of the whole class, and often too, the teacher will go to lengths to set the child up to fail, asking questions they know the child will not know, and then chastise. The teacher will do it over and over again all year long. They do it for the sole purpose of scaring all the other kids (mostly the boys because they’re so bloody lazy) in the class to do their work, otherwise they will be humiliated like this child (otherwise known as the ‘Whipping Boy’ – this happened to me in grade 4 by teacher Debbie Croft at Gunnedah Primary School, scarred for life, (also, with this teacher it is a little complicated, as she was completely stupid, so thus was manipulated by the little boys in the class, BTW, if those boys get away with that; then when they are adults and much stronger, they do all sort of extremely passive wicked things to women and children) Teachers think there so smart, got all the kids figured out, but they don’t. They don’t take into account unseen things like a child’s ‘will’ and how they can bring their intention to fruition. Also I suspect, actually, I know one of the reasons why she enjoyed humiliating me so much, aside from her ego power trip, was because I had a happy childhood, and very healthy - my mother knew how to raise a child, she stimulated and taught us before we started school, so I was self-assured, and smart, in my own way (I was still pretty hopeless at maths due to my previous school) But it was this self-assurance that she didn’t like, particularly because, (1) she could see my clever mothers influence, and (2) I was hopeless at maths, and (3) I was also hopeless at Gym, and she taught at the local gym centre, and (4) I wasn’t one of the cutesy types. It’s a case of “how dare she be so happy and confident” (like to point out, I was not an outspoken type who would annoy the teacher with attention seeking antics. I was quietly assured.) This teacher had an issue with little girls who aren’t cute, cutypie, cutsie, yet still confident - and this was another reason why she chose me as her whipping girl - this particular teacher, and I am sure there would be many more, particularly female, who would note this appearance factor about a child, and won’t let that child ‘shine’ -they will favour and empower the pretty little girls, and be quite passively malicious to the not so cute girls, insinuating that a plain girl is not as “worthy’ as the cute little girl. If you note, with some teachers, like this one, the marks for those girls who aren’t “gorgeous” looking will be lower than those that are considered pretty. I can’t believe no one has noticed this and done anything about it. Department of education; you’re a bunch of bitchy little girls who are asleep at the wheel. YOU HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT TO TEACHERS IN THEIR UNI COURSE. Also, whilst teachers do this, some of the smarter little girls in the class pay full attention to this passive social dysfunctional norm. And there were some little girls in that classroom that I have later had experience with as an adult and a whole “you’re not worthy” issue. It is because of that stupid bloody teacher and ones just like her. I need to point out, there are others, many, that could not see what was going on, and who weren’t the chosen “whipping girl” and saw Debbie Croft in a “golden light” they have no idea what she’s really like, in fact I think at one point, later after she retired, she was awarded some sort of teaching award by the Australian Government. You can imagine how that outraged me. She should not have been a teacher, or around kids. She did not have any kids of her own. I feel Debbie Croft may have experienced this when she was a child, and has passed it on to the next generation, due to the total ‘unawareness’ mind set, of that generation. I believe that generation came from a generation where the cane was frequently used, and ‘misused’ by powertrippers. Religious schools were particularly hideous when it came to psychological abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse. My uncle has told me some grave stories indeed. I only wonder why it has taken, (is taking) so long to get this part of people’s lives RIGHT You have to talk about it. The silver lining; a BIG thankyou to Debbie Croft, as she has enabled me to be one of those girls who is NOT the ‘teacher’s pet’ type, and has NOT that ‘need to please‘ that a lot of women suffer from. Also, because of her, whenever I speak now, I say what I think rather than what I think the other person wants to hear. I find now, a lot of adults when speaking to me, say what they think I want to hear, they lie, it is 2nd nature to them. Which is silly. It is a plus in life, saying what you think, it leads in the end to personal happiness. People who were humiliated as kids, grow up to not give a shit about what people think about them. So, it’s a huge plus being free to do as you please rather than concerning yourself and restricting your actions because of what other people might think. (Good thing for you I am not an axe murderer). BTW, that teacher left in 3rd term to travel and we had a substitute teacher – another example of Gods hand stepping in (finally). And I should mention this teacher may have had a problem with me because of an incident that happened with another teacher at Limbri School, when I was five. So, I had a distinct distrust for teachers - and I believe she picked up on this fact and resented me deeply for it, as she wanted to be worshipped by the young girls – a lot of adult females who take a jobs around children, suffer from that inflection of wanting to be worshipped by the young girls – in my experience. (Unmarried women should NOT be allowed in the classroom – I believe they are putting in teacher aids now, well that’s something I guess, but, this teacher used to co-conspire with 2 of her colleagues (Tydd (single) and Hill (married) ) to come up with ways to humiliate me, not kidding, staff meetings on humiliation tactics, I have a few other stories, but I will leave them out) Plus, I think Debbie Tydd is stalking me, I saw her at Gladstone (could have been a look alike? Have not seen her since I was 8, she had dyed blonde hair now and made a reference to how ‘poor’ I must be.) – but I think she, amongst a group of women is one of those cunts who tries to “teach me a lesson” any opportunity they can get, like those power tripping fucked in the head mothers who have a “project” child; like those women at Bundaberg court, trying to show me how to ‘win in court’? Possibly she is alongside Amos, I can’t remember her first name, she was the singing teacher who booted me out of choir!! {Is this a "thing" I mean a weird thing that teachers do; stalk and follow past students to see what they're doing? I complain on my blog about seeing Cathy Goldman who was stalking me; house mistress from school. I saw Dr Scarf at the bank apologizing to me. I saw the reverend once as well, stalking me at this fabric shop in Surry Hills, Reverend Wern, he was the school Chaplin. Just weird. Actually, there were some other few bad things that happened that year in Primary school, my sister almost died in a choking incident, it was horrendous. Later at the Christmas party, I choked on a lolly in the classroom. I was also sexually assaulted in Wolseley Park by one of the boys from the B class in our year. And I believe it’s all related to Debbie Croft, ‘willing’ misfortune, because she was single. Like I, who am single; and I have dogs that follow me around everywhere I go. I have people who drive trucks who follow me around – total socially retarded types. So, as I do, so did Debbie Croft, and it’s these entities that also wreak havoc, but I am aware of them, she would not have been. She was not. As people have heard about my choking stories, other choking stories, come to light about their kids choking, and when you stand back and look at the big picture, it’s truly like there is some sort of evil unseen entity going around choking children. So, I’m not really sure if that’s true, or maybe children just need to learn how to eat properly, and not move about whilst eating. Watching my cat, I know she never walks around eating, so I’d say that’s possibly more the problem, but you never know. J I want to mention 2 other wicked things that teachers do, the first one is someone else’s story; the teacher started picking on a kid who was fat, just a little, but the other kids picked up on the ‘tone’, and so then started bullying the kid too. The teacher set the ‘bar’ so to speak, as before that, the kid was totally accepted for his size, by all the other innocent 6yrs old. And; some teachers handicap kids -the smart ones, ones that are good at sport, they handicap them so the ones that never win, can have a chance of winning. I feel this is really disgraceful. Handicapping someone who is fully capable- has dire implications that is far-reaching into that child’s future. I was too young to fully remember one of the examples that I’d like to tell you but they definitely did it. I noted it at least twice in my Primary school. It also teaches kids, it is OK to handicap someone (I was later handicapped in my left foot by a deliberate act - my boots were deliberately made faulty to cause Collapsed Arch - unable to walk/exercise for 5yrs now, age 48) (my garden was amazing, you silly little jealous twits) And along the same lines as my ‘gold star dog’ theory, if you’re familiar with that; Teachers brainwash kids into believing that if a person is not a certain standard then they’re not deserving of anything good like the gold star in 5th class. So those little girls apply the same principle in adult life but substituting the gold stars for quality items. (CBA staff do it big time in the banking world too) They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid and brain washed by ridiculous primary school teachers. My huge 10yr old garden was snatched away from me for this reason. Partly from jealousy too, but mostly it was because I was happy. It seems happiness is what really ‘ticks’ other girls off the most. So, they ‘handicap’ other people who are winning in life, they copy the teachers. {old men do it too, ones that hate women, you know those men from the 80’s} People handicap other people, in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major, but ridicule and gossip, is biggest way amongst women. Btw, my mother at the time knew something was wrong at school, she didn’t know what, she didn’t know how to approach the issue at my school, she couldn’t approach the school, let alone stand up to teachers. Women, mothers, weren’t empowered to do such things back then. Also, the school system was very ‘anti-parents’ at the time - as in ‘we are the teachers and we know best, so stay out of it’ – they are so cocky and arrogant from all that power tripping and lording over kids. I’m not sure if it is still that way, I suspect so. The only way she knew how to deal with the problem was to become involved with the school, and she became the school secretary, the rest of my schooling was changed for the better after this happened. But my mother played a big role in my education as she noticed, along with this incident, and another incident that happened when I was 5 at Limbri school, I had issues with listening to teachers, and she help me greatly especially with reading, spelling and homework in general, lucky for me she had a private school education {BTW, we were tested at age 5 for IQ, I scored extremely well, my parents thought I was some sort of genius! (such wishful thinking, I think!), but apparently due to that Limbri power tripping teacher, I developed a FUCK YOU attitude when it came to learning} So, my mum, truly, mother of the year. She is worth mentioning as I suspect, like me, she too probably had dogs trying to ‘discredit’ her at every turn, and she runs rings around most other mothers/teachers. I later found a letter after mum died, in the family filing cabinet, it was a letter of thankyou from Miss Tydd the teacher and then the whole class, I will put it here and here is original: To Mrs Bieman, Thankyou for your help during the year. Miss Tydd, and Tina Brooks Angela Xidas Christina Kilpatrick Stewart Brady Grant Worboys Anne Horwood Rachel Davis Daryl Clark Hayley Barling Ian Hausfeld Peter Schofield Tania Gold Carmen Scully Susan Pryor Darryl Gray Emily Bieman Jason Brydon Carl Doring Elizabeth Donnelly Kirrily Clark Leigh Lamey Nigel Green Rebecca Evans Fiona Pine Melinda Underwood Karen Birchall Andrew Breckenridge Mandy Withers Trudy Cully Lachlan Heywood Simon Parkes It was so amazing when I found this letter, it was like 30 years since I've seen or spoken to any of those kids, and reading through their names, I can picture every single one of their faces, and I can remember each person - some of them are a little vague, but I can still remember them. And 3 of them; Christina, Fiona and Melinda, went on to the same school as me for secondary education. Mandy was the one who saved me for when I was choking and went on to become a nurse. Angela was my best friend at primary school, but we kind of lost touch after we went to separate secondary schools. I remember Jason was a total flirt. he loved women, wonder if he still does or if the reality of the world has sunk into him as well! J I have no idea what any of them are doing now, but it would be interesting to know. They were all a bunch of really good kids, no thieves amongst them. Although Angela later warned me, to stay clear of Simon Parkes, he is a definite bad ass ! BTW, teachers are amongst the top 2 paid female professions in Australia. And I personally believe this is the case, because they winge and moan, so the government gives them more (they are teachers, they can come up with tactics to get more money) But, they winge and moan, not because they think they really deserve more - they winge and moan to try to validate their bad teaching behavior, and all their social discriminations, social dysfunctions, that public school teachers have inflicted onto the next generation of sweet innocent kids, - ruining them. A lot of teachers I’ve encountered are in it purely for the money and the power tripping. They’re not in it to depart knowledge, wisdom, information, or education. If given a choice between working as a teacher or staying at home doing what they please, most would take the latter option. But of course our society dictates we need to make money, so this is an easy profession for a lot of women. This is what the real-world dictates and I know if I had kids, I certainly won’t be sending them off to school on their own at age 5 -would you send your five-year-old off into the real world? that’s what you do when you send them to school - with teachers from all sorts of backgrounds with all sorts of motives. It’s not like a school is some sort of magic environment where everything is wonderful and perfect and your child can have the best chance of life possible, and I’m only talking about the teachers here, don’t get me started on playground antics. I want to add Debbie Croft is the same teacher who had a bee in her bonnet about teaching the whole class ‘big words’. And so one holidays, my cousin Sebastian and I, were having a fierce spelling competition, and ofcourse I whipped his butt due to Debbie Croft’s personal mission, but it was grandma who couldn’t handle the fact that I, a mere girl, beat him, (precious Sebastian, her favourite who was going to be a lawyer when he grew up). She was so upset she stormed off to the kitchen and smashed her glass into the sink. Sneaky Sebastian…. possible sore loser…. 6. No image on this one; Everybody needs to read this – Harassment Laws I have been harassed so much in my life, and the stupid bimbos doing it, would not even know about the legality of what they are doing. Such is the nature of stupid women in Australia. IT IS ILLEGAL TO HARRASS SOMEONE HERE IN AUSTRALIA This is taken from SAFEWORK.NSW.GOV.AU (but they keep changing their wording slightly), also a lot of gov website describe Harassment as something only associated with sex or race, but IT IS NOT, it applies to any situation, inregards as to what you are being harassed for. All my neighbours need to read this, aswell as my landlord, plus Australian politicians, TV network industry and old men. It seems most people I encounter needs to read this. (Can you see why I often feel like I am surrounded by morons?) HARASSMENT What is harassment? Harassment is verbal or physical behaviour which is unwanted and unwelcomed. Verbal harassment may include: Repeated suggestive comments; Jokes or insulting remarks; or Persistent personal invitations or requests. Physical harassment may include: Deliberate physical contact; Persistent staring or rude gestures; Displaying sexually graphic or offensive material; or Destruction of personal belongings. How do you deal with harassment? Don't ignore it! Do something to let the person know that you object to their behaviour, and that you do not want it repeated. See your teacher, or another senior officer on the Campus, and discuss the matter. Harassment and the Law Harassment has been made unlawful by the NSW Anti-Discrimination Act (1977), on the grounds of: Gender; Race; Marital status; Physical, intellectual or psychiatric disability; Sexual preference; or Age. 7. Next photo across above, shows my family with our cousins, the Bones; Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids (endeavouring to rid myself and other victims from bullies) btw, I did temp nanny work briefly, I worked for many families, and I would say out of all of them, only 1 mother really knew what her kids were like! The others just saw what they wanted their kids to be like! This is an area that needs help. Evolutional help for mothers. Talk about family budget. Teach about the value of money, give them an allowance and use it to discipline (more effective than spanking, or grounding, and do not use FEAR to discipline. ‘Free reign’ goes a long way, don’t keep your kids on a leash, do not 'ride' them, then you’ll see, they will be able to make the correct responsible decisions, and won’t need to act rebellious). It takes skill to be a parent. Teach them not to steal. How to save for what they want. Not to be jealous of others; stick to their own plans/goals, not be concerned about other people‘s business. Make sure you can provide at least a deposit for their own home at 18. Choose friends wisely, but don’t be rude. Be involved with child’s homework and generally keep tabs on what they’re doing and making sure that they’re understanding everything as they go along each year (preferably home-school them but not all parents are that savvy!) You have to answer all their questions! Ensures by the time their child is ready to leave the family home, has at least 4 or 5 tasty healthy dishes up their sleeve. Knows how to iron their own clothes, clean own space, and clean up after themselves in any situation, without being told. Encourage the child to find, then do what interests them. But push them into something if they can’t find anything, certainly make sure they do a sport of some sort, if not 2 or 3. Make sure they read every day, and have a Library card. Encourage them to dance around the house, teach them how to be happy and how to see the funny things in life, how to make a witty joke; how to ‘fly’ - I don’t know, maybe install a flying trapeze setup! Don’t be a “no you can’t” authoritarian with them all the time. Teach them to communicate, be honest and say what’s on their mind – start before they can speak! talk to them about life in general, how you feel that day. Surprising how bad people are at communicating. Encourage them to stick up for anyone being victimized. Don’t laugh at them or they’ll feel like a loser and develop overweight problem. Teach them how to be respectful, polite, and well mannered, how these tactics are used to get what you want in life -it is a game. Teach them the difference between strength and bitchiness. Gradually make them aware of politics and how the country works. Teach them, not everything you hear on the news, is going to be true, because everyone has a hidden agenda. Don’t hide the truth, ever, they can handle it. Treat kids like small adults with respect. No ‘pretend protecting’ them by hiding information, I see TV shows with parents hiding conversations from kids. Indeed, I remember my parents once closing the doors off so that the kids couldn’t hear the phone conversation that mum was having, at the time my grandpa, mums dad, passed away, and she didn’t want any of the kids to find out, or really no doubt, to see her emotional, which I feel is really ridiculous because you’re placing shame on emotion and teaching shame. Be honest, don’t lie, this includes illegitimate kids (no inbreeding in the future!) When they are young before age 5, especially make sure you play with them, sing with them, inspire and stimulate them - this will ensure that they do well at school. Get them to read to you. Make sure they are outspoken in preparation for school, and not shy. When you make the decision to have kids, your life is now 100% about them, till they leave the nest. Of course, make sure they’re getting the right nutrients, 3 meals every day and limited processed foods. Teach them the value of why they need to eat properly, their body is a temple. Eating healthy is an area that low-income people can do too; thus, you can elevate your child’s ‘abilities’ into a high-income arena; so, they can compete on an even playing ground. Teach them about marketing people, and how they’ve got young people brainwashed through television ads, billboards, school and social media conversations. Don’t be a marketed sucker (or a fashion victim). Children are not to go on Roller Coaster rides. (bad RC experience!) Awaken your kids; the world doesn’t need any more sleeping beauties. Teach them about human connections and people who do reflections. The importance of ‘sound mind always’ as they will need all their wits about them, to be successful. Teach them the Psychology of bullying, teach them empathy, to ensure they don’t bully other kids or animals. In brace people who are weird and different. And how to care for the planet. Teach them how to be a good loser. Especially teach young boys how to be respectful to girls / women concerning sexuality. Teach all about sex, there is to be no shame. Teach empathy. Avoid using your kids as a power trip; having a bad day? don’t take frustrations out on kids by yelling. Your job as a parent is to ‘empower’ them, so they can grow up and do what they want in life, be responsible for their own actions. But, speaking loudly is important, to encourage wakefulness; yelling gets their attention, your allowed to yell, let them be loud. Teach about adults/ teachers who will want to use them to power trip, how to best deal with them. Make them be always aware, if they’re feeling uncomfortable or in pain, in any situation to say stop, and get out/ leave/deal with the situation. Make it your job to find out what your child is interested in so you can help them determine what career best suits their personality, be very involved in their transition from school / college to the workplace, make sure they have an understanding of workplace conditions, wage, super, holiday, sick pay, etc etc. Teach about the wicked ways of the world, wicked people/employers/lovers, who will want to use them. Teach them about power. Teach prudence, and or abstinence. Encourage contraception, and the importance not to have children unless you have a committed partner, proper income and a caring nature. Children are NOT for everyone. Be warned, after creating such perfect kids, you yourself will have problems with other jealous parents and teachers! And btw, if you’ve had your kids on a “leash” you read this, and suddenly “unleash” them - it’s not going to work, you’re going to have all sorts of problems! Hence why some kids act out after leaving home. I recommend reading up on how to raise kids, before you have kids. And if you were abused as a child – do NOT have kids; you will subconsciously pass along abuse behaviour whether you want to or not. 8. Lastly, that final image across that row above is an image of my 'sabotaged' work boot; Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot After two years of living with a sore foot, and the doctor was unable to tell me what was wrong. I decided that I should put a posting on a Facebook forum (this was before I was ban from Facebook). This is what I said; For all the people who are concerned about my health - Could you please pray for my sore foot. (Note the people on this forum had previously accused me of having mental health problems when I put photos up of stolen items – they stupid stalkers). This story is really tedious, only a very patient person would be able to read the whole thing. There was an accumulation of events which has caused major injury – like those ‘King Tide + big storm event = extreme circumstances and damage’ that you have heard about on the news. About 3 Summers ago I started feeling some discomfort in my left foot. I just assumed there was some little pebble/stick/seed/dirt that had got in, between my left foot and my Crocs holy shoe, causing some irritation on the bottom of my sole, so all summer I was forever taking my left foot out of my shoe, scraping it on the side of my leg to try and remove any bits of debris - I didn’t really pay much attention. One day I was inside the house in bare feet standing around the table by the big window in the living room, and next thing you know I felt this sharp stabbing pain in the side of my left foot and I looked down, and I somehow had managed to tread on a size 3.75mm knitting needle, it went straight into my foot about 1cm deep (strange bird behaviour from outside the window?). So, after a few limpy weeks, the injury on the outside part of the left foot healed, there was still a little inflammation on the inside or maybe fluid retention- I’m not an expert on injuries. But just as it was healing nicely, I was outside in the chook yard collecting some plums from my plum tree when a chook distracted me (strange bird behaviour again), and I managed to tread on a pruned branch/twig, and it went straight through my croc’s shoes and into the sole, about 2cm away from where the previous injury had been. So, this double injury became some sort of internal fluid mess, it was very painful I couldn’t really walk properly. Then the agitation I had experienced before that, what I thought was a summer seed, was getting worse and worse and finally I realized on the sole of my left foot there was a big lump and it was really painful, so then I assumed, it must’ve been a seed callous from those little bumps on the croc shoes, but it turned out to be a reaction to the homoeopathic medicine I’d taken, and it caused a big huge planter wart to grow (I was wrongly diagnosed by student/supervisor homeopath at the St Leonard’s Institute – whole other story). So at this point, my foot was quite a mess. Now to top it off, at this time I had my 25m long lap pool up and running (my pride my joy, to sort any back problems, and it did). But I had a low-flow pump on it, this means I had a lot of cleaning to do by hand, so I would spend at least 30 mins every day that summer walking up and down the pool sweeping up any dead bacteria to one end, ready for vacuum – I actually enjoyed doing it, any pool related activity was fun, but, as after about 15minutes or so, it did get a little cold, and I found myself walking up and down on tippytoes, and it was this stretching of the foot, plus my initial injury (still unsure at that point about what that was – but later I saw it was a hole in my workboots, a 20c coin sized depression on the inside sole, plus all the other stabbing injuries, suddenly my foot said NO! NO MORE, and it totally spasmed out, like the middle toe stuck right upwards, there was all strain along the arch, I was “what is going on with my foot?” as I stuck it up out of the water. It threw its final tantum in the pool. I did visit the Doctor, a few months later, as it had not heeled; taking advise from my new landlord (I did have to move twice in the meantime on my sore foot) and he had no comment about the sore foot – he did not notice the problem. Dr Gittoes. But he did advise me about the planter wart - and taking his advice I applied Salicylic Acid to the planter wart. I watched it eventually fall off and then grow back. (Salicylic acid does not work at all on planter warts, why doctors would suggest using Salicylic Acid? It just doesn’t work.) DOES NOT WORK. I knew from experience when I was 17, the only thing that rids a planter wart completely is actually homoeopathic medicine. As I now no longer trusted homeopaths, I did some research myself and came up with Thuja, so the pain from that 2yr old planter wart stopped after a week from taking Thuja, thank goodness, (I did not have that lump that whole 2yrs) but it’s too early to say whether the whole thing will disappear. (It did after 2 weeks or so – I have to add, I took 4 little balls daily after dinner for 4 days, in my experience that’s the way to do it. However, the instructions on the thuja bottle (from the chemist) said to take 4 balls, 5 times a day for 4 weeks – which is WAY too much, and you will most likely give yourself long term side effects if you took that much of any homeopath medic.) So, update at this point; a little birdie later advised me, that the hole in my shoe (that was causing that initial irritation), was actually caused from the planter wart penetrating into the memory foam of my work boots, and leaving an indentation. If you ever experienced a plantar wart, you know that they are full on rock-hard areas. At the time I heard this I was a little skeptical, thinking that someone had sabotaged my work boots because there was a big issue about unemployed people receiving free workboots (a jealousy issue), so someone had sabotaged my boots. But I think after thinking about it over some years, the indentation theory is probably more likely because it would be quite hard to put a hole in someone's work boot like that. So in the meantime the rest of my internal injuries was still prevalent, and to add to the 2 stabbings, I again trod on a big tapestry needle into the same spot as my initial knitting needle stabbing (that only went .5cm – again, strange bird behaviour), and also, one pitch black night when I was out chasing the cows that had got into the garden, I trod on a wire basket that had been moved by the cows into the middle of the yard, again in the same spot on my left foot, and again adding to the fluid and inflammation that was already in there causing pain. So, I have had five consecutive injuries on my left foot, and in the middle of this I had to re-locate houses 6 times, YES 6 TIMES, so my left foot hasn’t had any rest and hasn’t been able to heal properly. So, this is why I posted a picture of my left foot, so I can ask everyone out there please pray for my left foot and that it gets better soon, and no more injuries occur. Many thanks So that’s what I put up on Facebook, almost, without the updates. I did not really get any response. One girl suggested I should go to the Dr. I did not explain to her, I did already. (The fact that I wasn’t diagnosed and treated properly had something to do with the fact that I didn’t have any status in society, as I was viewed as single and unemployed, very typical if I ever go to a Dr – there’s no point.) Also, I have to say something about the bracketed strange bird behaviour – talk about spotting a weakness and picking on it. Five consecutive injuries – not a coincidence. But 1 yr later, I was at the Chiro re my sore back, (no more lap pool) and I thought he seemed quite savvy, why don’t I ask him about my foot, so I did, he took one very quick look, and straight away he said “Collapsed Arch” or “Planter fasciitis”. I should check my shoes for any problems, which I did, and lo and behold there was the hole, the size of a 20c coin in the left shoe, 4mm deep, right under the soft pad part of the foot, and slightly to the left. This hole is the number 1 cause of the foot problem from the beginning, and as the pain started 8-12mnths after I started wearing those new $250 Mack Boots. So, a few months of walking on a ‘hole’ sole, created a weakness for walking on my tippytoes, which is why it could not handle the walking back and forward – my other foot with no hole, was fine with the tiptoeing. In retrospect, just before it all started, I recall hearing someone (still unknown) that they were going to handicap me. I heard this and wrote it off, “handicap me, as if” I am strong like bull! It was along the same lines as I heard them say they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle – again, I wrote that off, as I had totally forgotten that I had not paid my rego, and they did get me - $5500 fine – arss. I am 100% sure this was sabotage by the shoe company incahoots with others. I believe it was done deliberate to handicap me, mainly due to my garden – I won. People don’t like to see single women win. (There was also a possible stilhetto issue, see page 2, aswell as Centrelink Jobs provider issue, re “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, aswell as a gumboot issue, see at the bottom) So, I have left my previous assumption about boot sabotage, because that’s what I felt at the time. And I did literally hear that they were going to handicap me. A pervert old man thing. So, at the time when this happened, my garden was really taking shape, I was starting to eat all my own fresh organic vegetables, my fruit trees were producing stone fruit, I was picking flowers for the kitchen, I was exercising in the pool, feeling really good and trim. My seed business was taking off. I was really very happy and pleased with myself, because this, as far as I'm concerned, is what life is about. I mean if you want to make things difficult for yourself by all means go ahead, but this is how I wanted to live my life, and I was doing it. I really suspect that this is an underlying issue for many people, they don't like to see women win, and women be happy. In fact, it reminds me of this documentary I saw, about gay men in the 17th century or some such time in the past, and they were really vilified in society, and the main reason was because, there was this group of men having fun together, and not having to go home and look after women at the end of the day, not having to look after kids; and this was what really what upset all the old man in the community, it's like “how dare you have fun and be happy when we all have to go home to the ball and chain”. You know, it’s not like the planet needs any more kids! Only a ¼ of women are suitable to breed in my opinion anyway, the rest are too hopeless, they just want to get out of work, and have someone to lord over and control, or, appear normal; not suitable reasons to have kids. I’ve been unable to walk properly for 6 years, (so far) or do any exercise. I used to walk around my garden at Rangari, in the evening, my favourite thing; once I was so happy, I started humming to Julie Andrew’s ‘These are a few of my favorite things’ and thinking to myself, NOW I, have my own favorite things! Including the Story apricot tree as I walked by…. (‘happiness’ drives bullies mad, and they do despicable things to such people – such jealousy). BTW I know there are some people out there thinking I have depts, and this is the reason why I was handicapped! THINK AGAIN - I never have any kind of DEBTS. I am the kind of person when I get a bill I pay it pretty much straight away, always has been the case - Miss Perfect - that’s who I am. That’s why they did it…. (It is not politicians running this country, it is Bimbo Cockaninnies that run this country) HELL with THEM - my garden was gorgeous! Oh, someone else, no names here, said I was handicapped, so that I would sit on the couch and watch my fav TV shows – the more I watch, the more work they got. (6yrs now, a lot of couch tv watching, SYTYCD.) So, I didn’t throw my workboots out until after Dr Mohammed the Chiro diagnosed me and told me to check my boots. So, basically walking around on the cause of the problem for 4 yrs! Major damage MAJOR, which is why it still has not healed (it’s only meant to take 12mnths to heal, but there are at least 2 different types of Collapsed Arch, I had the type similar to what Ballerinas get, have written about elsewhere to enlighten Dr’s, as some are not familiar with it). I did actually request a new pair workboots when I moved to Gladstone (move number four), as by this point, my boots were looking a bit tatty, and as part of my job’s provider, they’re meant to provide workboots, but this one in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk, refused (she was the one that looked like Catherine, from image clothing, where I used to work, that was closed, curse her.) I believe it was her; the jobs providers get people, bullies from my past and insert them in as “case managers”. They are fucked cunts who want to play “nazi”. People handicap other people in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major; psychological torture. Usually ridicule, is biggest way amongst women. Guess they felt they needed to take a more physical approach with me, as the ridicule seemed not to be working. Sticks and stones as mum always told us! I guess they did not want to see a whole lot of gardeners in this country. Stick to the couch, football and booze, NO THANKS. Btw, I also had some difficulties later with diagnosis ‘in writing’ and treatment. The chiro refused to put his diagnosis in writing, and there was only 1 other medical professional who could see the problem, a physio, and he also noted the big toe muscle problem, the muscle that runs from the toe, under the arch and all the way up the leg – basically he was the only person that could see the problem, everyone else thought I was making it up to get out of work, - and overcharged me as a result, or, were stupid, really STUPID, or fakers, fake doctors; fake podiatrist at Bundaberg – stupid women – I will never see a so called female Dr ever again, they are useless, fakers. (None of them btw, could see the lymph problem either) That 1 other medical professional could see it, was a physiotherapist, by the name of Cody Amos, from Bundaberg, I would say, the only professional in Bundaberg, aside from that waxer (never see a female chiro, podiatrist or female doctor of any sort for that matter, they are clueless – they have no feel for their field. Oh wait. I remember a female Indian/Australian doctor I saw in Gunnedah once – another genius) I only have my experience to base my conclusions on. Having said that about the physio, later, it turned out, he was helping the dogs steal my care plan physio appointments for back. Apparently, my landlord stole them Wainberg aka Cate Rogers. At one point in 2022 it started to heel after an ‘accidental’ cold treatment when I was stuck in the ocean for 3hrs, but it later collapsed, in my gungho excitement. I also feel the lack of diagnosis by a GP, is not only to do with inexperience, but possibly knowing about the whole sabotaged boot, as in Drs ‘in the know’, and wanting to protect the “powers that be” who did it. Fear of upsetting the “Powers that be”. Such is the coward nature of most people I have thus far encounted in my life, when it comes to this exact bully situation. Very seldom does someone step forward in a large bully situation and speaks against the bullies, infact I have never seen this happen, ever. Same as playground, adults, still the same. I remember when I was at Rangari, planting all my trees, building fences to protect them, tending the vege patch; Occasionally it would rain, and felt I needed gumboots. At the time, I could not find any women’s gumboots. The only ones I could get were pathetic flimsy chin high boots. It’s like the material that the boot was made out, was probably about 2 or 3mm thick, and the soul was made from the same material and same thickness, more or less. It was ridiculous. I thought if I trod on a stick, it would just go straight through the boot into my foot, I may aswell be wearing bare feet! I remember complaining about it to myself, thinking how absurd those boots are, I thought it’s an area that “women’s liberation” hasn’t yet discovered; Work Gumboots! Now I believe that, all that ‘personal’ complaining about that, to myself, {you know, it’s not like I wrote a formal nasty letter bitching about lack of female work gumboots to anyone !! lol}. So, I believe this response from me, has triggered the “stupid dogs”, to be outraged by my complaining. Somehow it is the fault of the DOGS, that they did not yet make woman’s work gum boots – this is what they must have thought? And this in turn may have prompted them to sabotage, my normal work boots, with a hole in the sole to create a collapsed arch. As I must be an ungrateful person? Now listen here DOGS; don’t you tell me to be grateful about PATHETIC workGUMboots, that weren’t designed for working in. If I want to complain about something, (TO MY SELF FOR GODSSAKES, about anything) then I would have a legitimate reason too. I don’t complain about stupid things. I’m a very aware and grateful person. So, you yourselves go eat humble pie, and fuck off. And if you want to be such perves, then you will get the ugly truth, suck it up. 9. Mothers to blame for a thieving offspring Adjustable pipe wrench STOLEN Similar to this one, taken from farm on Bridges Road, Rangari, NSW (near Gunnedah) By, I suspect, Heath Barwick - no conviction. I’ve had about $10,000 worth of stuff stolen since I moved there, one item at a time, plus I was harassed especially at night with noises from my neighbour, my neighbour was Heath Barwick. (No other neighbours in the vicinity) He had been friends with my little brother at school many years ago, Daniel told me that he used to steal from him back then - why was he not charged back then and jailed? We were never and are still not friends. So, Heath Barwick‘s mother, I hate to burst your marital bubble, but you stupid bimbo failure of a mother, I hope you rot in hell, have you any idea of how much of a thief your son is? How much he harasses and stalks women, how he has absolutely no respect for women at all? His attitude is totally retarded. This is your fault Mrs Barwick, this is no one else’s fault but yours Mrs Barwick, hopeless woman, you should not have had kids. I want my $10,000 back plus compensation for psychological torment. And bunnings bimbos copycats who think “I want to play to” - you stupid little thieving dogs. I wrote this in 2020, after one of my jobs providers, I am fairly certain was in fact Mrs Barwick (?) She did not have the same name, but I was just reminded of Heath every time I went there: she seemed to have the same mannerisms. She did confess to me at one point she used to be addicted and on drugs. My landlord then prompted me to write down what I ought to say to her, if it was her. And, just above, that's what I came up with. 5 years later I need to update it, because, back then I did not realise the full extent, of how mothers are the main problem, the root cause of all these problems I see in other thieving annoying people; it's because of the way they were raised. Someone told me that Mrs Barwick was from the 80s, and she was a hippie on drugs, and that’s why she's a total bimbo and hopeless mother. But this is not an excuse for being a bad mother. Obviously if you're going to take party drugs you can't have kids; only a stupid person would have kids if they are a drug user. Actually, I feel the same about alcohol too, but considering how many drunks there are in this country, no one would be able to have kids if they followed that piece of wisdom. And back in 2020 when I was ban from Facebook, I realise this is a real reason why; they don't want me talking about bimbo housewives, they don't want bimbo housewives to deal with negative issues. They don’t want to upset bimbo housewives. You know it's this very particular philosophy of not wanting to deal with negative things, that makes women bimbos! Such irony. It's not like they are born bimbos; it's over the years they become stupid because they don't want to deal with these HARD things. They become ‘sleeping beauties’. (Unfortunatly some women are never awake in the first place). Now, I can’t compare Heath’s mother to my aunt, as I do not believe I had any of the sort of problems I have had with Heath, with my 2 cousins. But I imagine, in Australia, a relatively wealthy country, this is a common issue: Wealthy housewives with one or two kids, and a husband that takes care of all financial burdens; so, if any ‘uncomfortableness’ crops up, the wife and the husband expect the husband to handle it, so the wife does not have to ‘worry’ about anything. They get into the mindset ‘oh well that's negative, we only focus on positive things - for the children’. They're clueless and oblivious to what they're setting their brains up for: which is bimbohood! They think they're doing the right thing for the kids, but they're not. I call this phenomenon complacency. Housewives get complacent because housewives generally refuse to deal with negative issues, and this very fact makes them stupid. And you might think stupid as in, they just not wise of ways of the world, or how other people live…well, I am talking about that, but I'm also talking about their brain changes, so that they are mentally unaware and part zombie. As an example, one of my aunts is quite wealthy, happily married, looked after and cared for by her very astute husband all her adult life. So, she would have little knowledge of the kinds of problems a single woman for instance has to deal with on a daily basis, like neighbour harassment, {side bar; last 4 days my neighbour has harassment me with extra loud music after I complained about them revving their car to try and get me to garden: playing God….}, having to install security cameras to stop petty thefts, locking all the doors and windows whenever she goes outside, like to do some gardening or put the washing out. Body cams! I bet the thought has never occurred to her that, she should put a camera on when she leaves the car out shopping, because some little idiot is going to break into her car and steal something while it's parked out in the car park?? (Actually, I am not sure she even drives – I have never seen her drive.) So, I guess I'm saying, it's this extra caution and alertness and worry and stress, that makes people more awake and aware. I'm not sure about the long-term benefits of worrying and being alert and stressed! I'm fairly certain it will take its toll. In fact, I have noticed as a general rule of thumb, people who have an easy life, and don't work; live longer, albeit, maybe in a state of zomby. And I also know it's related to control, one person wanting to control the marriage, the other person not having any control, and so it is this factor that puts them to sleep. Marriage is meant to be equal, there has to be equal respect, equal control - for fairness. I will stop now, but I feel there is more on this subject of bad mothering. Compulsory parenting classes for all pregnant women. All. 10. Massage chair rip off from harvey norman Female staff at Harvey Norman Tamworth stealing it from young customers. So, I just had a realisation about who is stealing from me and where they are from (2019). There seems to be a short blonde girl, I guess now she would be in her 40s, but has been following me around stores, mostly in Tamworth, especially Harvey Norman and Bunnings. In retrospect, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t actually work for them but she has friends who work there (how could she be the sales girl at both Harvey Norman and Bunnings) but, let me be clear, Harvey Norman are as guilty as can be - they allow her to basically steal from me in the form of overcharging at checkout. 20 yrs ago I recall paying $5000 for this massage recliner, back in 1998, or thereabouts, at Harvey Norman in Tamworth. There was a little short blonde sales girl, I have a fairly clear memory of her and what she looked like, although I don’t really pay much attention to sales girls, unless we have a specific conversation, but I do remember asking how much was this chair, she clearly said, the cost of this chair was $5000, it was reduced, as it was a showroom chair. Which at the time was half the amount of money that my grandmother had just given me, (she sold her house and was going into a nursing home, she gave each of the grandkids $10,000) I had decided that I would treat myself to this massage chair as it would last my whole life and I thought it would save money from going to a masseuse. At the time I didn’t have a credit card (that’s another story about Commonwealth Bank unempowering low-income women – Goldstar Dogs) Anyway, my sister and I had pre-arranged that she would pay for the chair on her credit card, and I would pay her later in cash. That’s why she was there with me, because I didn’t have a credit card. I naïvely did not check the faded fine print on the receipt at the time. BUT because just recently 20 years later due to an extreme unfortunate series of events in my life (due to more thieving bimbos) I’ve had to really relocate for the fifth time in more or less 12 months, so enough is enough, I cannot keep moving my big huge recliner, my arms have had it, so unfortunately I would have to sell my fantastic massage chair, the only option (which really defeats the whole reason why I purchased it, because it was meant to last my whole life and the chair was still in really good condition and would have done so, but, really, no choice). Anyway, I dig out the receipt and finally read it, and guess what it says $2700 plus $100 delivery! So, this is when I realised what had happened, and in retrospect, that short blonde girl, I’ve seen her numerous times in different shops where I’ve been ripped off, and I’m thinking she was in cahoots with my sister, but I’m not sure because I haven’t seen my sister at any other place, I’ve only seen this short blonde girl, (I mean maybe she penny’s friend Amber, or maybe it was Cate Cameron from my school? – I did not really get a good look – maybe she a prostitute?) she particularly used to be at Bunnings later. And if she can’t overcharge at checkout, she watches what I put through checkout, and if she wants it, she follows me home and steals from my house. I keep a track of everything that has been stolen from me and if you go through the list of stolen items, you’ll see I talk about some short blonde girl (goggles, dust brush….) so it would be her it. And the reason why I have so many items stolen from me is because this girl at Harvey Norman all those years ago got away with it, $2200 profit, that’s a huge incentive to continue doing it. I used to not really don’t pay much attention when I’m at checkout, so now I wear a camera, bodycam, so I can catch anyone on camera, and of course this girl has suddenly disappeared, but I have moved over 1000km from Tamworth. Also, so far, I have caught 2 sales people stealing from me on camera – it’s on you tube, go see. (My chair eventually sold for $400 on gumtree, no-one wanted it, now that young guy who bought it for only $400, will have good quality massage chair for at least 30-40yrs if not more – life really sucks, on numerous occasions) I would like that blonde bimbo to; stop making my life hell, fuck off you stupid little girl – then drop dead. 11. Bunnings Bimbos at Tamworth stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game So, after years and years of thefts, I (with help from certain police) have just had a realization about who is stealing and where they are from. Here is the story. I would categorise myself as one of the “good girls”. I was raised in a loving family, where fighting and bulling wasn’t allowed. I went to a private school where there was a lot of discipline, certainly if anyone was caught stealing, they would be expelled immediately, and I believe in my whole time I was there, there was only one girl caught stealing. Although I do know of one other girl in retrospect who stole a lot and she was never caught or disciplined. But I am definitely opposed to stealing, I would never shoplift from a shop, or take something from somebody else’s house when I visit them -such as I have witnessed other girls do, frequently since. I also do not torment people, and bully them like a lot of women do, wanting to go on power trips, one girl told me I should try it, it’s fun and it’s a good way to lose weight. Seriously that’s what she said – she is FUCKED, fucked in the head. I’m a respectful person. A lot of those “bad types” of bitches would categorise me as ‘Miss goody two shoes’. And the thing about those bitches, if they see someone acting so perfect, it irritates them, it’s like they think “who does that girl think she is” and so they try and come up with devious ways to entrap me. I’m pretty sure there has been a lot of situations where there has been temptation put in my way, but like I said, I really do fit that category of a “good girl” – which was defiantly a good thing I was, as I did not know, but when you’re young, 18 and in your 20’s, and 30’s for that matter, actually, my whole life, especially if you’re on your own a lot, well me! - you have people that watch you, all the time. They are especially intrigued by girls just out of school, alone in a new city (actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish, but that’s just me and my experience.) So, back to my Bunnings Bimbos story - these bitches were so frustrated by their attempts failing to entrap me, - like it really annoyed them that I was not a shoplifter, - after all their following of me was to no avail – they could not believe it, and could not accept it, so much so that they just persisted even harder, and hounded me, and there’s a big gang of them who worked like a pack of dogs in Bunnings; they would follow me around and try to set me up, - it was a competition for them, they really hated the idea of me, some girl out there (single) who was alike the ‘Virgin Mary’! It incensed them! (Someone later made up a joke for me, that those girls must have been so frustrated for following me around for 20-30 odd years trying to catch me shop lift, and because I never did, they most likely have mental health problems now, and they should seek counselling!!!). And, "Stop trying to turn me into the bad guy, you television cartoon superhero raised Superhero wannabe twits". In one such instance, btw, I didn’t know this ‘competition’ was going on at the time, I wish I did, I would’ve done things a little differently this day - when you have a gang of wilful people trying to ‘will’ you to something, only a very strong young woman would be able to not be led astray; but on this particular day at Bunnings, there was about five women, and they knew I needed to purchase some clamps, timber clamps (they dogs). I needed some help as the clamps didn’t have their pins, and this is when it started, the dogs were playing some sort of tag game, getting me to walk up and back from one end of the store to the other, no one would help me, they would hide, and run if they saw me coming, if you’ve ever been to Bunnings you know this could be kind of exhausting, (this was before my collapsed arch, thankgoodness) so actually, I can’t remember the details, but, this blonde guy came down and gave me a pin (I don’t think he even worked at bunnings - in retrospect I now recognize him (practically albino) – he burgled me and my flatmates flat in Sydney in 1992 (how stupid if your albino to enter a life of crime – stand out like a sore thumb). Side bar: So, this is a fully organized crime ring, run by women who get ‘thugs’ to do their dirty work, and I suspect they have connections to the private school I attended, in fact I think I recognised some of the 5 women as old NEGS girls; some NEGS girls have a specific way of dressing. They have money. Maybe someone at that school got wind of the Bonds story below, and advised the school network, who then preceded to think they had to do something about this “atrocious shoplifter” ?? I mean that would be totally stupid, so I guess it actually may have happened, given the nature of most women. Make no mistake these people are real; they also try to steal from me anyway they can. I later recalled an incident at a previous work place, Bonds, that may have triggered it, as those women who worked there, are a part of the dog network. I will now include that story: one day at work I was wearing some white double muslin pants, but being only 19 still, I had overlooked my orange underwear, so one could vaguely see bright orange showing through! – my boss quietly suggested I go down to the sample rejects room (bonds underwear that did not make the cut), and find a somewhat wearable white underpant, off I went. There was some difficulties finding something that was not too badly cut or whatever the flaw, the only thing I could find was a white thong, so I thought I would try it, as I had not tried one before (and, soooo bad – so uncomfortable, all day I felt like I had a wedgy!! Never again!). Anyway, I suspect the other girls that work there thought I had stolen the thong. {Women being stupid medalling jealous gossips as they are}, and this factor may have triggered the dog pack who follow me around? - I know at the time, I certainly was discriminated in the Pendle Hill community, where Bonds was located (by women). I recognized one of those women, I vaguely remember her from bonds, she still has the same short haircut, quite tall and slim still. She was like a territorial dog, (you know, the stupid kind), it was most likely her that thought I stole the thong, and has since arranged a dog network to steal from me? But I saw her later, she was the one who stole my gumtrees that I had planted on the Keepit Dam rd, she was the one who delivered my planters from bunnings and stole my Petunia seedling. I am pretty sure I have seen her countless of other times too. If anyone at Bonds remembers her, please let me know her name, or the police, she needs to be locked up. Fancy harassing some young girl, (at first) for the next 25 odd years. She has a total screw loose. I’m serious, there must be someone who knows from back in 1993/4 exactly who I’m talking about (she did not work in the Design/sample room). You need to speak up so other people are saved from this stupid woman. They picked on the wrong ‘small frame’ girl. I am going to get ya! Btw, these people and the thieving blonde sales girls at Harvey Norman made sure they silenced me by having me banned from Facebook – any new account is automatically deleted within 12hrs, NOW that’s oppression. But I persist, persistence is the key, for people (the actually good ‘thinking’ people) who listen and do something (but since they can’t even get those greedy mongrels to pay taxes, there is not much hope, still, the thieving at my house has slowed considerably since I do not go to bunnings anymore. Back to my Pin story; I did some more looking around and got all the other things I needed, and I somehow ended up with another pin. So, suddenly I had 2 pins, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to walk all the way back from the trade checkout to find the bloody girl and give 1 back (btw, that girl I saw, I don’t think she worked at Bunnings either, she was there to set me up – brown hair, skinny, freckles, she could have been that bimbo from Centrelink that I talked about in my “Bims in Fashion” story or Charlotte Powel?). So, 2 pins stayed in my trolley, and I got home and I had two pins. I did not want 2 pins; I was just exhausted and frustrated by that point I did not think to just leave one behind (wait a minute I thought I did – tucked in the cement rack before checkout? Maybe I ended up with 3 pins??). Anyway, it’s not like I could return 1 the next day when I had recouped, Bunnings was 100km away. SO, I defiantly believe those girls set me up “entrapment” so that I would inadvertently steal a pin, so they could finally be “rest assured” that I was not the ‘Virgin Mary’. Possibly this is the reason why they stole about $10,000 worth of my stuff, and followed me around and harassed me, because of that pin?? (Btw, I would have spent about $40,000 in Bunnings at that time). They suck, I hope those involved, get cancer and die. I later suspect my landlord with a different name was involved Wainberg? And, when hearing my story, someone suggested I ought to have stolen something many years prior, just to get those persecutory dogs off my back!! A joke J. And, that pin was later stolen, then returned to me by Mark Kesby after I moved to Long Cottage, but then was stolen again. Just weird. At Gin Gin, I listed those 4 big 7ft iron clamps (with only 3 pins) for sale on gumtree – an old NEGS girl purchased them at a bargain. NEGS girls persecution. Disgusting school. You, know, who knows, maybe those girls were trying to get rid of old men who hover about in the hopes of finding the Virgin Mary – religious nutters. I wanted to share this story inorder to warn other young single ladies of the sharks out there that are trying to ‘get ya’, and will try to entrap you, so they can have something to hold over you, and someone to prey on: “We want to #^$% with that girl” – a power tripping exercise but, with a pretty young girl. A cat and mouse game, where everybody wants to be the cat – its nazi behaviour. (As you can see, there is no point trying to hold this over me I have told the world J). I was also later advised, re that ‘entrapment plan’, that they do the same with young policeman. They try to get them to do something a little ‘untoward’, so then they can hold it against them for the rest of their careers, building on it even. This is how police get ‘bought and paid’. It’s a huge thing, apparently. And I believe perpetuated by the fact that nobody talks about and warns young people of organized ‘older persons’ tactics. People are caught off guard, then trapped. BTW, the very last time I went to a Bunnings, I was at the checkout que, and they set up this thing to make it look like I told the people in front of me, where to go, so I could go to the front of the queue! (Queue jumping) So, I did not do that, they just made it look like that’s what happened. Not saying that I could not have done that should I wish, but in this instance, I didn’t do it, it was a set up plan. They are big on Set Ups there. I work on a ”as needed basis only”. But you will have to ask the dogs at Bunnings, what their motivation for their setup. And by the way, doing this is not a crime, there are no laws being broken, (unlike theft and pickpocketing which is what staff do at Bunnings – I want my reading glasses back!) - there are no morals being thwarted, and just not morally wrong in any way either (unlike raping a sleeping beauty…). In fact, half your luck if you can make the queue shorter for yourself - if people have been ‘tricked’ into being outed from a queue - it serves them right for being sleeping beauties when they are awake; wake the fuck up. {stealing from someone who is half asleep is morally wrong – can’t you tell the difference bimbos?} you can’t ha ha ahahahah ahahah. Btw, a bird police, told me that they caught that Albino, he is now in jail (even though he was being controlled by other people, women). Betta wake up bims! I want to come back and add to this (2024), because I was advised there are a lot of police who have issues with capturing women, as in they think all baddies are mainly men, so they have no problems in hounding men, capturing them, kicking the shit out of them, if necessary. But they won't go near a woman, even if the woman is completely guilty, they also have got an “automatic something” ingrained in their minds, to leave a woman be. They just won't chase, incarcerate or have anything to do with a female suspect. Maybe this is how they were raised by their mothers? {Never punch a woman}. So, this would explain to me, a lot of the problems in society, especially the ones I have, as it is mainly woman who steal and verbally harass me. I can assure you, of all the evil encountered, there's always a woman behind it. That thinking by those police, is old fashioned thinking. Plus, I need to add, due to my Blog, and all the written ranting and raving, a lot of those stupid women, are waking up to the fact that they fucked up - they're starting to realise that they're guilty (just the beginning, ha). But, so now they're starting to save themselves “oh well she stinks, so she deserves it”, or “oh well she wasn't respectful, so she deserved it”. Neither of course is true. and how dare they try to justify stealing, harassment and general bullying. And it is Bunnings Bimbos, who is also trying to save the evil tart wretched thieves, by telling the world (or anyone whose listening at any rate!), that it's my fault, that those bimbos steal from me. WELL, it sure as hell is not my fault - I'm not responsible for other people’s stupid behaviour. How dare you even suggest it. Just say no to bunnings and all the bimbos that work there. And see how women are such a problem in my life. Following me around for 20-30 years stealing from me because you thought I may have stolen something. You know, if I opened a café that sold really good gourmet lunches – I would make it MEN ONLY, women miss out due their bitchy spiteful thieving little girl ways. Women it is clear to me at any rate - that you are the losers, no matter how many times you drive past my house or follow me down to the street and declare to the world that you won – WRONG, YOU ARE THE LOSERS. And this is not going to change anytime soon, since you do not want to know the truth. Women:Bimbos 12. Thala Resort in Port Douglas refusing service and calling customers DOGS That person who said those vile words a male florist, had someone, a woman, standing right behind them, so the person speaking, in effect, was the puppet, of this other woman. I’ve seen her a few times in the background, she follows me around too, like Cathy Goldman does. She’s kind of plump, not fat, with brown long hair, and I think she’s really rich as she dresses so - well she must be, because she has nothing better to do, but to follow me around, and use unsuspecting innocent people as puppets, to chastise me - this is her main goal in life, she is very sad as I don’t know her, we are not friends, maybe our paths have crossed, I did work in a shop for a brief period meeting many members of the public, I did attend school where many people crossed my path - but she doesn’t know me, so she couldn’t possibly have any ‘beef’ with me, and I make a habit of not doing the wrong thing by people - unless they steal from me in which case I would have no problems putting a photo of her on my blog to name and shame her. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of her. I find interesting about these puppet women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. Little birdy told me, this one in particular, has issues with me being single, and being able to take care of myself, this bird also told me, these women do not usually let me see them, this incident was unusual as I saw her in action. There are multiple girls following me around trying to use their puppet skills onm sleeping beauties that cross my bath – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS, and sleeping beauties WAKE UP. (for my sanity!) Also, when I was updating this, my emails that I was sending through from my device to my PC via the Mail app wasn’t working all those emails I sent disappeared completely. I’m pretty sure this has something to do with the dogs to try to sabotage me -there’s one living next door to me in Unit 2. PERSECUTION, I know one day she’s going to get her comeuppance. Also by the way, I was in my mid-30s at this particular time, and this was the first time I had ever heard someone referring to me or anyone as a dog, actually, now that I think about it, I do recall in one of my favourite movies, Dirty Dancing, there was a reference to dogs, and I assumed they were talking about women that they didn’t find attractive. But this particular woman at Thala wasn’t referring to a woman who was ugly. She obviously has some personal hangups and issues that she should deal with - somethings just aren’t up to her. Who does she think she is. Deal with it scardycat. That paragraph I wrote just above, as well, was deleted, I had to rewrite it; yeah like I have nothing better to do this Saturday morning than rewrite a story that I’ve already written, fuck whoever stole it, hope they get cancer and die. (There was a bit to the story that I can’t quite recall, it was important though, so I’m a bit annoyed I can’t remember it, something about warning young girls about tactics….) 13. Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs I just noticed another piece of writing that was removed from my PC. And that’s where I talk about flash mobs, and it doesn’t surprise me that this was removed, because there was always a big thing after they did it, of telling me, that were going to deny that they ever did it “it never happened”. So, I’m going to do a whole photo story about flash mobs. This started many years ago, and it wasn’t the flash mobs that you know today, and see on YouTube, where a bunch of people from the crowd kind of start singing or dancing or playing a musical instrument - that kind of comes from a place of peace, love and entertainment. It would’ve been some girl, who saw what happened to me, and has decided to change the situation for the better, and created the “flash mob”, and the term that you know today. But it started, NOT FROM A PLACE OF PEACE AND LOVE, but with people harassing me, as I have mentioned on numerous occasions I have “dogs” who follow me around, sometimes, I would have hordes of people harassing me, like if they didn’t think I should go into a particular shop, or if I was going into the wrong street, perhaps took the wrong turn. Literally dozens of people would follow me around discreetly, and descend on me in this vile over-controlling manipulative nazi way. It was about control. Those people were absolutely disgusting, and this is why it has been removed. I can assure you it was organized, (most of the times) those people like to boast about how well they know me, just from following me, watching, stalking me. They know their actions were completely wrong, they were behaving in a total bulling manner, and they’re probably going to cancer and dye. There were a lot of people involved especially female, and also radio and TV personalities. All of those people are fucked. YOU DO NOT GET A SAY IN ANY DECSIONS IN MY LIFE. They know perfectly well who they are. I loathe you. Burn in hell. (It is those people who also steal from me if an opportunity presents) BTW, they still do it, just not with extensive amounts of people like before in Melbourne, they no longer wish to be obvious. Because they know they are causing stress on my life, they know their actions are wrong and falls under the category of HARRASSMENT, AND IT IS AGAINST THE LAW TO HARRASS SOMEONE. Every time I go down the street, I have to be worried about being flashed. I heard one girl on the ABC Radio National talk about it, and she said, it was gang mentality, they kind of lose their thoughts in the greater mob, and do stupid and unthinking things, which I guess looking at the situation in retrospect, that seems to be what happened/s. But I do find it hard to conceive that people would stop thinking just because they’re around a lot of other people, and have probably been manipulated, by one person. I can guarantee you, I would never lose my head in such a situation, and I can’t believe how many stupid people there are in Australia. It’s embarrassing. And, by the way, I certainly am no genius. At school I was an average student, and if I can keep my head in such situations, then there’s sure as hell no reason or excuse for anyone else to lose their heads, and do stupid evil twisted things. You know, now if you have a speech impediment like a stammer or stutter, or even, a jilted way of talking, they know it’s purely from being psychologically abused in some form as a child. The reason why I’m writing about this, is because a lot of parents/nannies/carers/school teachers, have no idea that they’re abusing their child, they just think of abuse, as sexual or physical. But psychological abuse is huge in Australia, it’s huge in the classroom, it’s huge within parents and siblings. And I definitely believe there needs to be an awareness of psychological abuse; like forcing someone to do something that they really don’t want to do, in an iron fist way, is a form of abuse. Basically, this is where my term ‘Nazi’ stems from, from people trying to control other people in underhanded, mean, dictatorship ways. And kids are an easy target – they are prey. But make no mistake, they try to do it to people of all ages. I still see it, and I am 47. This still happens today; it is not something from 1939. Rack off you non-thinking nazis. I mean maybe down there in Melbourne, I should have unwound the car window, and yelled out as loud as I could, “rack off you stupid dogs”, as I drove by, but I really was not raised to do such forms of communications. And like I said those dogs knew already, that they were doing something untoward. So, someone, or a group of people, I’m not entirely sure who, has seen what was going on, I would say, seen it back when I was in Melbourne, because there were a lot of people involved at those times, a lot of people around watching, about 2006 that was. They have taken the idea of strangers from a crowd descending on someone, and have twisted it and turned it into something positive. There were quite a few segments on the Ellen Degenerates show, {Ellen Degenerates problems, bugger off} and of course you can see many flash mobs on YouTube now. If you hear or read anything contrary to this story – its bullshit, those people are trying to save themselves and discredit me. This story, is related: So, at Rangari, I mentioned several times now, how I had problems with Heath Barwick, next door neighbour across the paddock, however the postman claimed that Heath Barwick moved, and there were some other people living in that house, I actually didn’t believe that, as I saw his friends there at one point, but then one time, there were some cars there that beeped and the beep had a tune, a little ditty, instead of the beeeep noise. Also, it played dog barking noises, and they had a 2nd car, that played kookaburra noises. I also saw those cars on prime television news. So maybe, instead of Heath Barwick, I had problems with Prime television people? maybe they were incahoots with Heath? Maybe they took over the house when Heath left, maybe Heath was travelling, who knows? BUT, at my new place here (and, infact, every place I’ve been since Rangari) I’ve had problems with the neighbours harassing me - just like at Heath Barwick, but worse, given the close proximity. So, one day, I walked up to my next-door neighbours, not the ones in the unit, the ones that live above me on the steep hill, because I wanted to see if they can actually see into my unit from the house, it sounded like they could (read my “STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away” photo story). I wasn’t sure whether they were home or not, I waited until I thought they were out infact, as I do not like having revolting people that harass me, in my life. It didn’t look like anyone was home, but there was a car in one of the car spots, and guess what it said on the back of the car; it was Prime something or rather – it was scroll writing and I did not have my glasses, but I thought my cam was on, but later saw it was not switched on (?) so definitely the word Prime!, so, now I am thinking maybe I’ve still got Prime Television people following me around, which is a little bizarre since it’s a regional network for Tamworth (1500km away from here), plus, I believe they have been closedown and taken over by someone else.?? So, the reason why I mention this, is because this morning I went for a walk down the other end of the units, and my Mulberry tree I had planted was gone, simply gone, I looked around for some clues, and guess what, there it was sitting in a bucket outside the girl who lives at no 8! She was home, said she thought it grew from seed so had dug it up (I would say to sell!!) I said no, it is there for everyone, so I took it back and replanted it. It could have been a genuine mistake. As we were talking, suddenly I heard the neighbour who must have sneaked down into the car port area, quiet as a mouse, and they played a beeping noise, as we were talking – now, this, is exactly the type of shenanigans that Heath, or Prime, or whoever, would do in Gunnedah and Melbourne. It’s going to be hard for some people to grasp this, but there are certain dog type people who do signs, it is very common, and most people know about them, but some do not and are clueless, and think that if anyone sees signs, they must be crazy. Well, quite frankly, other way around. They do designs to encourage people, or not encourage people, or say yes, or no, on a certain topics that are being discussed by OTHER PEOPLE, or to say you win the conversation, or you lose, or you win the “power” or you lose the “power” - there’s a whole host of little games that they play, most of them are completely stupid and certainly very disrespectful when you’re talking to somebody else (the fact the their conversation, is none of that persons business, does not even enter into their stupid little heads). They sign in numerous ways like shining lights, playing different sounds (beeping of course – actually beeping is the most common, and the most annoying), but also placing people and or cars in various eyesight, - there is a whole heap of creative things they do, to get their message across. I guess it just must be something that bored other people do, because for me, I would never do something like this. I think it’s bloody stupid, and only stupid people would do it. It is harassment. I mean, is this what most people do when they are bored? sit around concocting signs for their neighbours, with this activity being so prevalent, that the local television network helps out whenever they can? I just assumed I was targeted as I’m single, but maybe married couples do signs for one another all the time? Do they? I don’t remember growing up in such a world, and my parents had a lot of friends. There were no signs, only real conversations. So, I took a photo of all the people who were here this morning, and have noted that number plates, and the next time I see them drive past, I’m going to get their photo. Allthough it did occur to me that the beeping noise came from 108 and not Sams direct neighbour? – people wanting their neighbours to fight? 14. No image with this one; The Internet and Social Media - Hand Of God and Facebook Nazi Admin Problems Facebook deleted my account. I have been banned. Every time I try logging in to my account or creating a new one, it is deleted within ½ hr, they have turned me into their personal IT Nerd Cat and Mouse game. (I have created countless accounts and my profile on both Facebook and ebay after my account was deleted, and without fail after every new replacement account, they deleted it. So, I have given up creating any more accounts – they are time wasters. Facebook; run by oppressors and little girls in high school who have overcontrolling domineering mothers/teachers, and of course lazy drunk bitchy housewives who spend all afternoon perusing the Facebook forums whilst sipping martinis. When someone steels from me, no matter how small or trivial an item, I decided way back in 2015 or so, to call the police (I realized I was being organized targeted, and I would need help) - I do follow the correct course of action by reporting crimes to the police - actually, I tended to drive the police a little nuts about all of those petty little items. But, well at first, in Gunnedah, the police didn’t do anything, that’s why I’ve relocated impart - apparently, it’s because everybody likes the thieves and knows who is stealing from me, (my neighbours) -but as they are popular and rich, they’re allowed to do as they please and get away with it. But posting online has made a huge difference - thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards. Cowards don’t like attention being drawn to themselves, so I’ve noticed a big reduction in the theft and harassment since I’ve been posting online, especially photos of stolen items – so before when I did nothing, items that had been taken remain stolen, but since posting on social media and kicking up a stink, naming suspects, many of the new stolen items have been returned, especially items that are unique and easily identified. On certain forums, in certain communities, I did get quite bad reactions, when people saw about my stolen stuff and my complaining, they really took offence about that fact that I was trying to do something proactive to combat the thefts. Some community‘s got so offended by my whingeing about stolen trivial items; whole conversations involving quite a few people evolved into a mass kind of bullying, and picking on me. I don’t know if they were trying to get me to stop posting online, but I wasn’t concerned about these people picking on me at all. Even though there was a lot. I just kept going, on my mission, I’m not so easy intimidated by online anonymous idiots. But it was so bad, and in such a public view, that one day, I had the police come round to see if I had committed suicide! They were literally scared because the people on the Facebook were so revolting!! I laughed and told them not to be ridiculous, and actually those people trying to harass me and torment me, didn’t realise it, but they were helping my cause, by attracting attention to it. The police wanted to know if I was crazy for putting those trivial items on when I was getting such a negative reaction - those police were not able to see the big picture. Probably did not believe anyone was stealing from me, infact the Constable did not, he flat out told me! (One of the others later told me he had his head so far up his own arse, he couldn’t see anything!!!) By the way the worst Facebook group was the community at Calliope - oh my god, such haters (and I suspect all stupid female bitches). Social Media was another instance in my life, where I can see the hand of God stepping in to counteract powertripping bullies. But I have been ban, and can no longer go on Facebook or ebay. {It seems to me it is way too easy for some little bitch to come along and destroy someone’s business /reputation/life, in the form of making a false complaint to admin. Having said this, I make a lot of complaints and my complaints are never false. But what I want to say, if someone in position of Power receives a complaint, (and there are many different types of complaints, but some are so blatantly bitchy), that person of power, instead of doing something, just has to shrug it off, and not actually fire the person, or ban the person, or do an investigation, or, do anything major. I mean maybe you can take them aside and ask them about it, but it does not have to be a major reaction to every single bloody complaint - it’s not up to you to control the whole world, and be a dominating nazi. If you’ve been reading my blog, you can see it’s not just one person ‘picking’ on me. All retailers in Gunnedah and Tamworth were stealing from me, all retailers, in general stealing from me, neighbours are stealing from me, they think it’s a game and they all want to play, they have no regard for anyone else, for me, for my feelings about the situation of being picked on. They are completely stupid SELFISH, and all will be burning in hell. But since there are so many people that have been stealing from me, and I have started to name names - a lot of people who are guilty, are popular, well-paid people in the community, who have a lot of friends, not to mention popular people from the entertainment industry, who have extreme amounts of money, once I think I saw young prince William driving just ahead of me in the Hunter Valley (I have a personal nickname for him now “Wombat killer”) And those people, I would say, they don’t want to be named and shamed by me (because I don’t care who you are, I don’t care how old you are, if you steal from me or harass me in any way, I’m going to put your ugly mug (if you’re pretty I’m going to make sure the photo is blurred or something, showing your ugly side – there are heaps of pretty young women stealing from me), and your name on the Internet, and it’s going to be around for all eternity, and for everyone to see. And you have only yourself to blame; if you don’t want to be named and shamed in such a manner, then don’t act like a stupid thieving bully. So, there have been ‘people in play’ who follow me online and make sure I’ve been banned from social media, especially Facebook, as Facebook reaches, practically the WHOLE COMMUNITY – it is very powerful way to get you message across. (So affective) The main way they go about it, is complaining about me to admin, and admin just go “oh okay” and then ban me! - they haven’t really given any thought to my content they just hear the complaint - they are so completely stupidly idly led and manipulated by whoever is complaining, that they ban me. So, even though now we have the fantastic internet and ‘social media’, (rather than only 1 oppressive news source) -really nothing has changed from the heretic days of burning the witch at the stake, only now, instead of burning or stoning; exclusion and theft is the ‘punishment’ for being outspoken, honest, different, and AWAKE. But exclusion in itself is not a bad thing, if you can live your life out of the idiotic community, then half your luck. I just also want to say, before I was ban on Facebook, I was on the Agnes Water forum, how dare you tell me that I’m crazy, under the guise of mental health - you’re nothing but a bunch of stupid bullies. Same goes with Bundaberg bullies, in fact after my brief time in some of the Bundaberg forums there is no way I would choose to live in Bundaberg. While I am a huge fan of exposing the truth in public, naming names, (and I do) I hear that people have been taking the whole ‘burning the witch of the steak’ in other forms on social media, like humiliating them for accusations of racism. So, I imagine that would happen, humiliation is by far the number one way to punish someone, as no one wants to have anything to do with someone who is being ridiculed and humiliated, they will run a mile to be as far away as such person (treated like lepers). I’ve heard people get fired because their employees don’t want to be associated with someone who is in the process of being humiliated - such weakness and coward management behaviour, btw they have no right to fire someone for this reason, and they’re definitely opening themselves up to a lawsuit if they fire someone who’s been ridiculed on Facebook. There are truly evil people out there who know how to manipulate Facebook to get what they want and those ones that are still on Facebook, they haven’t been banned. Powers that be only pick on easy targets like me. I also have to say when I first started writing on Facebook, I didn’t really give too much thought to my style of writing, it’s only over a little bit of time I have realised that so many people are watching, that my writing should be improved. So, Facebook has helped my writing skills! By the way, I no longer call the police about stolen items, as their patience has run out and they no longer want to do paper work for small stolen items, (lazy) particularly ones that are returned 3 months later (they think them lost; they have no idea about passive aggressive bullies, and people, who think it is fun to steal small items with the intent of psychological torment.) Infact whole other story involving disgraceful bulldog police Sharon Morgan abducting me and incarcerating me for 7 days to determine if I am of sound mind – which btw, I AM. Total human rights violation. Starving cat. I also believe people from Facebook who wanted me to shut up, were incahoots and manipulating naive Sharon Morgen. Not to mention, a stupid short blonde bimbo who I have previously mentioned on this blog. Later someone else also told me it was Sharon Morgan tracking me online to make sure I was ban from all social media sites? I believe the police would be able to do this?? That one had a bee in her bonnet about me – a dog with a bone situation. Idiot. Later I was told the police wanted me to ‘band’ together with someone, and become a vigilante, to go and hunt down the people who were stealing from, and beat them up in order for them not to steal from me again - take matters into my own hands, and leave the police out of the petty thefts (Well forgive me for thinking, I thought that was the police’s job.) Anyway, on Facebook, there were too many female hall monitors playing the exclusion game and just being basic bullies, I really think Facebook Groups are the epitome of female bullying (this particular personality trait of women BIMBO needs to be brought into consciousness) – I want to name and shame those ‘nazi’ admin, as excluding someone from their local group is a despicable form of female bullying banned me FOR NO VALID REASON (aside from the DOG NETWORK - the grape vine of bitchy women). Classifieds banned me, so now I have nowhere to post my 2ndhand items for sale (except gumtree – but there is something weird going on gumtree, all the people that contact me from gumtree possibly are thieves? Definatly liars, they pretend to be interested – really not sure what that is about, Jo, Lisa, Rebecca Sims, matrymcgown, Tim, Veronica Daniel, Lorikeet, Brendon, Andrew, what the?) So, not being able to sell my 2nd hand goods, as been extremely wasteful (I also consider that a form of theft – Facebook theft) So, stop this female manipulation of dogs banning and bullying someone by picking on them, as if they were Jewish and the time of Nazi regime (or a lepper from back in the bible days). Has anyone been to Hong Kong and been to those big marketplaces that they have? imagine if they were females policing them, saying to members of the public “you’re not allowed to come in here because we don’t like you”. That’s what they do on Facebook - they are truly nonthinking stupid women and it is such despicable behaviour that I can’t believe it goes on in 2020. So, all in all, I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s actually best if I do not go onto Facebook, because there really are some stupid people in the community, who can’t see what’s going on and how they’re being manipulated. In fact, I strongly feel now that I basically, I ‘win’ if I don’t go onto Facebook. Same as how I ‘win’ if I am out of the community in home and work. Dealing with bullies, thieves and tormentors through social media (using cameras too) is a VERY effective way to cut them down. Most people wouldn’t have a clue about the bullying that I have experienced, in the form of theft, and verbal harassment on the street whenever I go downtown as I am followed (and in my neighbourhood at my home) most people are clueless about this type of dysfunction, so to be able to do something about it through cameras, internet and social media is absolutely a brilliant GODSEND. I truly can’t thank the Internet and body cam enough. Even though most people do not like to hear the ugly truth, (I blame morning show television for this, their target market is mothers, and they should be telling stories to show them human interest stories to show ‘the truth’ – the negative things that happen to people, (like the strange personality trait of majority of women who exclude people they don’t like) rather than happy good vibe stories like weather stories all the time (even though I do like a good weather story!). So, I will persist, they messed with the wrong small framed girl! (Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!!) - btw, before I was ban from Facebook, I did bring 1 thing into consciousness, and that was the housing/shipping container phenomenon – shipping containers are UNACCEPTABLE form of housing, Oven Oven, Icebox Icebox!! Also, there was an element of ‘thieving old women’ on Facebook too – they disguise themselves with a “nice family” photo of themselves, but it is a fake photo, they prey on people in the hopes to steal from them, so be careful. Also, I strongly suspect there were ‘little boys’ who started this company who had issues with ugly women, they only wanted pretty women on there, and so wouldn’t let ugly women create an account. I think they’ve changed ownership now. Once I had some anonymous person on Facebook contact me via PM, and tell me that I was ugly! That’s all they said. A little weird; obviously a socially retarded person. Although, now remember, when I was 18, I had some idiot guy swim up to me in the surf at Killcare and tell me that I was ugly too. And then later, in the same area, occasionally, when I was talking to someone, like a guy {for some weird reason}, in the midst of talking to this person, some little stupid blonde dog - blonde bimbo, would just come right up to me and stand infront of me, back to me, directly in between me and the person. So that this person could no longer see me. Blocked. I do believe it's probably the same person who told me I was ugly and was using this stupid blonde bimbo in cohesive control manner. I tried to wake all the sleeping beauties up, but if they're not going to, then be prepared to suffer the consequences of being accused of being stupid. Fuck off you stupid blonde (that stupid blonde could definatly be the same one who followed me around in Gunnedah and steals from me, for years – triple j radio related). I should have kneed her in the back of the knees, and then punched her in the head. You want to dish it out, be prepared to receive it back. Maybe it was his girlfriend? So, they still do this down at Woolworths car park today, using cohesive control, some arsehole in the car park, manipulating the blonde grocery girl. I mean maybe it's a game for all arsehole man to play with ugly women in this manner. I doubt that it would be the same one from 30 years ago, {actually I’ve always thought them to be female – a dog game}, but quite frankly I've had enough of arseholes I DONT CARE WHO YOU ARE - if I had a gun, I would shoot ALL arseholes in the head, so I mean go ahead, keep doing it, see what happens. 15. The Hello Bimbos with Parental Fines for bad Children political request I have finally got around to writing about the Hello Bimbos. These Australian people are a disgrace, they’ve been harassing me for many years now, and they usually attack me in some very passive aggressive way, and then they send in a bimbo who says ‘hello’ at me. As if to say you would not have been attacked just then if you had of said hello. They always do it in an ‘afar’ situation, so I can’t reach out for their necks and throttle them. ‘Afar’ as in hidden by a huge hedge, or something ALWAYS hiding. The attacks are mostly verbal abuse and theft by retailers, but also parking tickets, speeding tickets – real targeted attacks on me, anyway they can in the situation at hand - it is radio related too. Major dogs on the radio. Radio National, probably JJJ. ABC related. Thieving stupid dogs. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police, radio powertrippers, and other such desperado ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s 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 idiots and morons. And btw, you know in the big picture of things, there’s just so many things really bad things that people do that go unregulated. Why don’t major polluters not have to pay any fines? Who’s going to stop them and give them a ticket? Most lazy Australians need incentive for them not to pollute. If the police applied as much vigour in their “monitor of pollution”, as they did with car related activities - well this country would be 50,000 times cleaner and 50000 times better. And while I am on the subject of fines that need to be paid – why the hell are there no fines for parents whose child breaks the law? I cannot believe this is not a ‘thing’ - THEY TRULY NEED INSCENTIVE. A fine is that incentive. (If I were PM, I would introduce parental fines for way more than just breaking the law; Parental fines for child bullying on the playground and on the streets. Parental fines for child harassing and ‘following’. Parental Fines for child being a nuisance. Some people grow up and have NO IDEA that they are even a nuisance, its like no ones has ever told them or reprimanded them in any way. FINES FOR PARENTS THANKYOU. Anyway, maybe just reading about verbal abuse, you think, oh, no big deal. But when this passive aggressive attack happens to you on a weekly basis, and on a weekly basis you have these bimbos coming up to you and shouting out ‘hello’ over DECADES, the only way to describe it is PERSECUTION. And there’s been so many different people involved over the years, literally 100’s, if not 1000’s, I wish all of them dead, I wish all of them had cancer, and I will be willing them to die from cancer. All they do is inflict hatred, they are scum of the earth, and they are not deserving to be alive living on this beautiful planet. I WILL NEVER BE SAYING HELLO TO YOU. And fuck off you condescending stupid bully bitches, WAKE UP. Their antagonism, just alone, means I will never want to form any acquaintances with anyone ever again. Monumental dysfunction in society. In retrospect, I think Cathy Goldman is responsible - this stupid dog from school, a house mistress, that formed an obsession with me due to her personal incompetence. I think her name is Cathy, I don’t even know her, she is literally crazy. She should be severely fined, I reported her to the police, the police do nothing. No idea. I think she ‘sweet talks’ people and brainwashes them? This story is related: One day I went to the nursing home to visit my mother, and I was walking down the wide corridor, I saw 3 people coming towards me, I didn’t know them, I just moved to the side and kept walking, after I passed them, the girl in the centre of the 3 started whingeing “NO! she didn’t say hello, NO! she didn’t say hello, NO! she didn’t say hello”! I found this very strange, I’m thinking, I do not know those people, why would I suddenly stop and start talking to them? And if they were so hung up on me saying hello - why did they not say hello? So, actually, this same situation happened to me in various locations, multiple times, it happened a lot at that particular time in my life - dozens and dozens of people, who I have no idea who they were, would ‘present’ themselves to me in this manner, and then start harassing me. I remember the girl in the hallway quite distinctly and in retrospect she did look like a Maltese girl from Bonds. (In retrospect, I see everything) I’m not sure if it was her but if it wasn’t her, maybe it was a ‘lookalike’ – apparently, they are dogs, and this is a common ‘dog game’ that bimbo women play in the entertainment industry -casting agencies have books with thousands of faces on file for movie casting. So, they can match faces and send me ‘lookalikes’ of people who cross my path. So, I guess what needs to be said here is FUCK OFF - although, I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to me to have to ‘reign’ you in. Grow the fuck up. Cathy Goldman has something to do with it – a stalking house mistress from school who is obsessed with me, as I have noticed everywhere I go there seems to be older girls from school, borders ‘placed’ in the situation. I want to talk about this too: I’m not good at recognising people, especially if they have a different haircut or different coloured hair, or are wearing a hat, (often I can recognize someone from the way they walk or even stand, their voice, but not their face) and if I encounter someone I don’t recognise, and therefore don’t really acknowledge them, they get offended, and not only do they get offended, some of them have such big egos, that they seek revenge and they plot and do these nasty things to me, meanwhile, I have no idea that I even encountered this person. I wanted to write this down because I have mentioned before, if you’re so hung up on wanting me to say hello to you, then put your big fat face in front of my face and say hello, so that I can see you, otherwise I just don’t recognise you - you’re all pretty much the same looking to me, I hate to tell you. And put your egos aside, why is it so important for somebody else to acknowledge you if you recognise them straight away? say hello, and don’t be such a coward. BTW, someone told me this is happens because they don’t have any power in the friendship /acquaintance, (apparently, I do!!) this to me is absolute bullshit. BULLSHIT Here is a good spot to also put another of my concocted theories (which I have written about before, but seems to be missing, yet another of my, Train of Thoughts……gone.) So, this one explains why some people that you encounter look the same as other people that you have previously encountered. And not only do they look the same, but they seem to have the same mannerisms, the same voice, and even the same personalities. Because, I’m not too good at facial recognition, it is all of these other areas that are the queues I take from, to form identity and memory of a person. So, it’s really strange for me to see different people having the same mannerisms. My theory is to why this is, is because they look similar, and so in their formative years, at school, they get treated by others in a certain same way. So, an easy example is a child who is really pretty and cute, will get treated by the teacher with smiles and a sweet voice, but a child who maybe looks as if they have a permanent scowl on their face will get treated with a scowl from the teacher in return. If you have read my blog, you know that I have a fairly low opinion of primary school teachers, well in particularly, public school teachers, as their lack of education and awareness, would allow for this to occur. 16. 2008 Virus after affects-12 yrs later in 2020 (Contracted at Gunnedah Alkira Nursing home, most likely Glandular Fever, pneumonia) I want to mention, I was aware completely when I caught this virus; I was at the nursing home with this old biddy (forced to work there by bimbo nazis at Gunnedah Centrelink, was not being paid – I hope they get cancer and die). Anyway, I had been cold that day, as I forgot my jumper, (usually nothing happens when I get cold, I would typically not get sick just from being cold – and there have been times in my past when I have been way more cold for longer periods of time, and nothing happens, no cold or flue…I’m healthy!) This day, mid winter, suddenly at about 5 o’clock in the afternoon, I was hit, BAM, this big wave came over me, it nearly knocked me out completely, it felt like my whole body was punched. Body punched. I had to kind of stumble for a seat, and I sat down and tried to recoup. In retrospect it was definitely that feeling of when you’re immune is fighting. I was sitting there thinking what the hell has just happened to me, nothing like that had ever happened before to me, not a sickly person. So, it was from that point on that I became a changed person, with a compromised immune. (And, I had burnt my throat/lungs badly the month before cleaning with hydrochloric acid – that’s how the virus got in then, and not before – and still gets in 12yrs later, my throat and lungs have not recouped or repaired properly. That hydrochcloric acid burn is the worst thing I have ever done. [At least I know how it is for many other people who get sick now, as someone who never used to get sick, I can tell you – IT SUCKS]). So, these are the symptoms; Mild Asma, Mild Hay fever – I insisted these symptoms piss off, and they have, so long as I don’t get too cold (amazing how mind over matter can win) – but this is a direct result of a virus, allergies don’t just happen out of thin air, it was brought on by virus. Running nose when eating. (So annoying) Runny nose when cold, and sore throat. Flip out when cold: giddy, slowed mind/thought process, aching limbs, Inflammation in blood/swelling. Weak upper body/chest/arms, loss of strength. Tired. Susceptible to colds/flues, sore throat especially (this maybe burnt throat related only – compromised immune now). Weakened memory. Exhaustion/ inability to sustain exercise. Breathless when talking. Weight gain due to feeling giddy, from immune response (and not lack of food, so overeating as a result of feeling sickly weakling now). Reduced sleep (this may be related to something else). Mild high temperature constantly in winter, more so when cold, but this stopped after 3yrs. Body seizes if I get cold – stiff back, shoulders, legs, arms. Unable to sleep if too cold/hot. So, I have gone from Superhuman healthy, never sick (which is actually normal human health, how it should be), to now weakling - OVERNIGHT, just from catching a virus. Little pussy! Also, I want to mention when I have been to the doctor since then - they generally think I’m healthy, there’s nothing wrong with me, they don’t really acknowledge any of these not so visible changes in my body. I’m not sure whether they think they can’t do anything about them anyway, so don’t care about it, or since I won’t be dropping dead tomorrow, they don’t worry, or they don’t actually know about these effects that the virus caused, which wouldn’t surprise me. But I do believe nurses know about these long-term effects, and maybe there is intention amongst certain health sectors to hand these viruses out to imagined ‘enemies‘ or with the intention to build the populations capacity to fight them off with healthy immunes??? I’m sure you will remember the Thalidomide babies; I’ll just do a reminder; in World War II scientists in Germany were working on ways to deform babies in pregnant mothers as a biological weapon. A form of attack. And they did it, they came up with a medication, Thalidomide. But then the war ended and instead of that / those scientists admitting their 5yrs of research was for nothing, they handed out this medication to pregnant mothers in England, under the pretence that it will help their babies. As a result, there were heaps of people born with deformations and limbs missing. They were named the Thalidomide babies, it was documented to be the case, interviews with those scientists have admitted such happenings. So whilst that is really hard to believe, and people today would like to turn around and say, well you’re just being paranoid, of course no doctor or scientists would do that (which happens a lot when it comes to negative issues, I know it does.) But I believe there are other cases where the doctors are handing out medications, to not only pregnant mothers, but women in general, that have no proven side-effects, but do actually cause problems - but there is no correlation that has been drawn, because there’s been no studies, and cases are so random, each DNA reacts differently to medications and situations. I was talking to one woman who had scoliosis, and she believes girls born with scoliosis are a result of their mothers taking certain medications (maybe not when they’re pregnant, but before pregnancy, and I am not ruling out recreational drugs or birth control drugs either) and I’m inclined to believe that woman. So, it is unintentional harm, but perpetuated by the pharmaceutical companies wanting to sell their drugs to make money. I will put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink- I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ 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 was not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones, which I personally believe was from drinking bore water out on the farm, but have since found out it was from the spinach dad grew in the vege patch – she was trying to save money). Infact I will give you an example of ‘no sickness’, about how I never got sick. In my early 20s I stayed at my aunts place in Gosford. I hate to say this on the internet, but her kitchen was thoroughly disgusting. She had relegated the washing up to her 13-year-old son who was completely incompetent at the task, and as a result her kitchen was filthy. There was a layer of thick grease over absolutely everything. It was yuk. One evening, my cousin, the 13-year-old son brought me out a drink in a glass, he said try this, it is the new vanilla Coke. I had one little sip, I didn’t think much of it, not really a fan of Coke anyway. I shortly thereafter went to bed, after about an hour of lying down I suddenly became all hot and I had cramps, there was something wrong, I didn’t know what, nothing like that had ever happened to me before. I thought I should get up and go and see my aunt and tell her something was wrong, which I did, I told her what was happening in my body, cramps, hot, dizzy, pins and needles in my arms, then I vomited, she called the ambulance then. By they time they got there I was ‘seeing stars’ and on the verge of collapsing, the officer told me to focus on my breathing, in out in out, which only after doing for 20 or 30 seconds or so, I felt better, and I wasn’t about to faint anymore and she told me I was experiencing ‘shock’, your body can enter into shock, and you can actually die from shock. So, after I was no longer in shock my body could address the sickness, and as I had already vomited, it was not too long when I felt near normal again. So, the cramps and the sickness were from the filthy glass that I drank that vanilla Coke from, just a case of mild food poisoning. But because I had never experienced sickness before, my body went into shock! and by the way that simple breathing technique you know basically saved my life, so everybody should know about this simple breathing technique, if there’s something wrong with you, concentrate on your breathing, then your body can deal with the sickness, or you’ll have time to get medical attention. Above I mentioned mind of matter, infact I have a whole other story about that, I could not find it on my blog, so I will put it hear again. I recall when I was 5yrs old, for some reason this school day, I felt unwell, I told mum, she said to lie down on the couch, she gave me a yellow bowl and said if I was going to be sick, I should vomit into the bowl. I was sick, mum saw that I was sick and she was annoyed, as she must’ve had plans that day, so now she would have to stay home and look after me. She wasn’t overly irate - it’s just I was a pretty savvy 5yr old, and noticed how she was feeling about the situation. I decided that being sick wasn’t really much fun, and since it was such an inconvenience for mum anyway, I would not be sick again ever. And indeed I went through my whole childhood not getting sick, so it might be a case of mind over matter, although sceptics tell me it’s just because my parents were so healthy, they passed their good immune on to me…ofcourse living out of town, away from people, I would say had A LOT to do with it. I would like to say that I was not really superman healthy! I did recall as a child I was outside in the rain one summer holidays; we were singing in the rain - having a tremendous time, relishing in the rain, and I got a slight sniffle after that for about 3 or 4hrs!! And of course, when I left school and moved to Sydney, and came into contact with everyone on the air con trains and in the air con workplace, who was sick with flue, I also contracted it. But I was raised on a farm, ‘out of the mainstream community’ so to speak, that helped greatly. I mean, I attended school and mixed with other kids, but at the time, I remember all the other kids were healthy too, in fact, in Gunnedah primary school, I don’t remember anyone being sick ever, there was no such thing as “flue season” back then. I do recall at high school in Armidale, there was a flue outbreak, once, supposedly everyone got it and was sent home, all but 8 girls, and I was one of the 8. So, it seems living in the country has great health benefits that city people can’t help to avoid. Anyway, back to my ‘mentally retarded blonde bimbo psycho stalker’ story – a further continuation of her evil antics. So, the fact that I was REALLY healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho dog. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this form, 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 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 hair cut!)- 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, and she used intimidation tactics by getting in 2 thug looking guys to stand by her while I signed that paper. There’s quite a few of them that work in cahoots to arrange this (I am certain a house mistress from school who is obsessed with me, Cathy Goldman, has something to do with it?), so I would get sick, and my life would be cut short, it was a calculated plan. TRULY. 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, one involving little girls being hung up on “class”, and clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia, as a result of “class” issues. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just a coincidence, and the way life has worked out. So, I personally believe, people also get sick due to Nazi bullies -a side affect. It’s a way of not combating bullies, so when one or some of them tries to push their will on somebody else, sickness ensues. I’m pretty sure, if people weren’t such Nazi bullies (again, not talking about people from WW2, but an attitude (that mostly stems from emotionally abusive parenting) – most women I encounter today, are complete stupid bitchy Nazis, especially in Australia, still). Anyway, if they did not try to rudely and disrespectfully dictate a way of life, ‘lord over’ someone else life, which totally does NOT concern them, etc…there would be hardly any sickness in the world. It’s related. I will update this in 2025, because I have just been through a series of major bullying from my neighbours, next-door, AND on Facebook, same ones; trying to steal from me and in fact successfully did, BY LYING. Inadvertently, casually, advertising, by word-of-mouth, on a post, for a product that they know I want. Only discovering after I received it that it's fake; and there’s nothing I can do about it short of paying a laboratory to test it, and then a lawyer to bring the case before a judge - which of course I cannot possibly afford. So that's $80 they stole from me. And the week prior, they had stolen crockery and essential oil from my locked house, when I was with my landlord just 50m up from the house; they broke in, as I made a point of locking it. I did not have the cameras on though. Anyway, so now guess what? I am lying in bed with a head the size of a balloon!! There appeared to be a "predator tick" at the laundry yesterday and I got badly burnt! Suffice to say if I get another tick I shall be going to the hospital to have removed so it does not get infected again. Quite painful. But in bed sick, not a coincidence after all of the bullying I have just received, (by the pure weakness that I am surrounded by). WEAK. 17. Deliberate not Deliberate I have mentioned in my virus stories, virus’s has an effect on your whole body and the general weakening of your body. I do know for sure that there are people who know about the long-term effects of viruses, and just possibly, it is handed out deliberately to victims. Now I’m not really sure if these viruses and flues are handed out deliberately, or if someone who is sick has been sent to ‘contaminate’ the air I breathe? But if they’re not handed out deliberately by people, I’m not ruling out the fact that they’re handed out, just not by people. I mean maybe there’s certain situations that you put yourself into, where you make yourself vulnerable to not only female bullies, as I have talked about, but bullies on an intangible spiritual level, who can sense when a person is out of their depth and in a situation where they have no support, and thus can inflict their menacing viral properties on to someone? I’ve noticed a direct correlation between being victimised by women and being victimised by viruses. 5 times, I experienced this. Under attack by women, get sick. And if you think of the proverbial little weakling on the playground, who is constantly being victimised and bullied, he’s/she’s also a sickly person. I would just like to say, that I don’t think I knew anyone who fit this stereotype in my primary school. There may have been a girl in my secondary education, she wasn’t obviously victimised, but maybe she was victimised by her parents? who knows? BTW, if your child is being bullied at school; remove them from the school, they will always continue to be bullied whilst they’re around those people - whole new start is required, unfortunately. Or home schooling. I feel some women who do not know me assume I am not paying attention out on the streets. It may not look like I’m paying attention, but I can assure you, I can pretty much see everything that’s going on within 180° radius – that is the ‘big picture’. I have excellent peripheral vision and my long-term memory is greater than anyone I’ve ever spoken with (except that guy who implied he could remember back to being in the womb – but I think he was lying). 18. Correlation between being bullied and getting sick {I have to further add to my Deliberate not Deliberate story above on About P2} I mention a side-effect of being bullied, and in my experience it’s mainly female bullying that has resulted in sickness, but actually I don’t think sickness will discriminate between male and female bullies) There’s certainly no medical reason why this should happen, but I can give you five examples of the five times in fact that I was sick in my life, and all coincides when I was being directly attacked by bullies. I did mention in my Doctors Experiences, on my Life Stories page, I developed benign cysts in my boob, it started as a direct result of being kicked by a little girl, but then later more cysts developed without being physically attacked, but I was verbally attacked by typical passive aggressive females, this happened two more times. I mean it could just be a coincidence but at the after the third time it happened, I felt it was no longer a coincidence. Another time I got the flu; was when there was a girl outside my resort bungalow on my holiday when my brother got married; she was pacing up and down outside my bungalow. For most people they probably wouldn’t consider that girl or a boy (I say girl because they were wearing stilettos, and making that clip clop sound), but would not consider them a bully, or attacking me, but I certainly do, what the hell was she doing walking up and down just outside my room - it was a secluded hotel, it was midnight or so, she should not have been there. At any rate she was a nuisance dog. The other time I got the flu was when I was attacked at the Mount Annan botanical Gardens, I did a whole story about those revolting people (could have been musician related - there are some fully retarded musicians in Australia, who have no idea how annoying, and what a nuisance they are, and have no idea how unwanted they are). Someone later told me it was the politicians at the time, they had banded together to try and make a joke, there was certainly nothing funny about that day, it was one of the worst days of my life. And, don’t politicians have anything better to do that follow a young girl around? GET A LIFE – YOUR OWN LIFE, AND LEAVE ME ALONE. Possibly my plantar fasciitis happened around the time I was being badly bullied by neighbours at Rangari, in the form of theft, so it may be related or may not be, I mean having to sit on the couch and do nothing, might be my body‘s way of saying stop working so hard in the garden. But in my Collapsed Arch story, I always maintain, that I felt like it had been done deliberately, as I heard someone tell me they were going to handicap me. (Maybe it was somebody else’s way to get me to stop gardening, maybe they’re very anti-gardening people?) {they don’t know, the secret to longevity, is actually gardening 😁 (and cold and heat treatments…..).} And then of course the other time was when I was bullied by Centrelink and got glandular fever at the nursing home, (possibly pneumonia as well? could even be the same virus, who knows). And a couple of years later in fact I was further bullied by Jobs Providers, I got sick again, and I basically felt it was a second dose of the same virus from the nursing home, but it did have a slightly different effect on me the second time round. I definitely feel it was given out to me deliberately. I’m implying with this story, that, if you’re picked on and feeling not so self-assured, and not so confident like one usually is, then you’re leaving yourself open and susceptible to sickness. So not only does bullying have a psychological effect on your psyche, it has a physiological effect. I want to update this in 2026, cause I'm having extreme back issues. Total restriction of movement due to Scoliosis and fascia pulling. I have gone to the doctors about it, and the Physio, and pretty much once again, they've just ignored the problem. I mean Physio gave me a side stretch to do, it helps at the time, but the next time I do activity, same thing, so does not help in long term. I don't think Physio understands what's actually going on in my back at all, it's like the twist is causing the fascia to pull the muscles and it doesn't cause pain usually, it just causes a restriction of movement and extreme uncomfortableness. In fact, you know what it reminds me of, it reminds me of one of those children you see who have those terrible parents, who put their child on one of those chest leashes, then the parents kind of tug on it to drag them around with them. It's quite disgusting. But I kind of feel like I've been body leashed! Plus, with all the police stalking, the Centrelink cunts and the jobs providers nazi tyrannical games, and the stupids on Facebook, plus the car mechanic stalkers, the verbal harassing neighbours who steal - it feels like society is trying to “leash” me too. I have experienced that above bullshit for many years, but at this address in Queensland, with the police stalking and stealing, it's at a whole new level of “restriction”. So, highly likely in my opinion that this psychological leash is causing this physical leash on my body. Infact I don’t think I have really talked about what happens now with my scoliosis; like everything is a struggle, working down in my grow tunnel, doing my horticulture things; by 20 minutes I am in ‘bound stiff’ pain, I can’t even stand up straight anymore and have to make a beeline for my yoga mat to stretch back slowly into a straight position! And carting buckets of soil around, well, it's near impossible. It takes 10 times the effort to do anything now. Thankgoodness I have robot vacuum! Maybe as I write this in July, the cold weather is adversely affecting my body? But I also have Hoffa’s pad in my knees – the sore foot, and back issue, maybe arthritis and Centrelink refuses to believe any of it. Plus, I think some skanky thieving girl from Facebook is stealing my writing about it, like they did the ‘coping mechanisms’, stolen back in 1999 by triple j dog girl? Not sure, but still being stalked when I leave the house, plus microsoft are up to antics. Weakness now - is bloody HARD! 19. Monumental Problems with Receptionists I’ve had monumental problems with receptionists in Australia. I would like to name and shame a Dr's receptionists at Gin Gin - unfortunatly I do not know the little girl’s name, but I got a kind of photo from my body cam. Now, it's not in my nature to try to humiliate a girl just for being stupid. Unless, they're "stupid thinking" involves trying to bully or steal from me -SUCH AS THIS GIRL -she is a disgrace, and one of the worst. She is not the first, - but this one takes the cake for being the biggest dog bully of them all. I’m not entirely sure what their problem is, with me. Infact, it seems to be the opposite of a ‘problem’, they seem to want me to actually stick around in the waiting room, with them. Or, I mention in my Dr Stories in my Life Stories page, that I have some other stupid blonde dog who goes around trying to tell, I guess, whoever will listen, (the dog network), that I do not have a specific infliction, so I guess that stupid receptionists believed her (OMG), and did not think I had any problem with my foot, and thus I should not have been there at the Drs}. NARCISSIST. And not just 1 or 2 receptionists, heaps, and they have kept me waiting for literally hours and hours and hours. PERVERTS. It’s one of the main reasons I started knitting, so I had something to do whilst I wait. This particular receptionist at Dr Mo’s Currajong clinic Gin Gin was the worst I have encountered; (I forgot my knitting), she was absolutely revolting REVOLTING - bullybitch. This girl was the final straw, as far as stupid receptionists go. From now on I will get photos of any revolting bully bitch receptionist, and will upload them onto the Internet, and name and shame them. After 20 years of their bullshit, there is not going to be any more mercy. YOU STUPID LITTLE GIRLS. I was kept waiting 1 ½hrs, people were coming in, seeing the Dr, meanwhile I had to wait, repeatedly, like every 10 minutes, a walk in - and only waited no loner, as I was about to yell her head off. She was getting all her bitch blonde friends from the community, Gin Gin, QLD, to come in and pretend they needed to go to the DR. They did not even have appointments. She would have kept me there all day if I did not get up and yell at her – stupid little THIEVING dog. Of course, I have switched clinics. Btw, the Dr at that clinic, the Chiro, Dr Mo, was actually the first Dr to see and acknowledge the fact that I had a Collapsed Arch – Plantar fasciitis. Knitting story re-waiting; by the way, I started knitting because I found receptionist at the doctors kept me waiting for hours - once I started knitting, my life changed, my waiting time was cut down to like 5 minutes. (I had forgotten my knitting on that particular day at Dr Mo’s) Females are such a pervert’s (secret) apparently if you knit, your “boring”! Although I did have a problem with girls stealing my knitting needles. Once at Centrelink at Parramatta in 1995, I was kept waiting five hours - really, nooo hard feelings at all. If only I had a photo of those bimbo receptionists. DESPERATE FOR MY COMPANY. Desperate for my ideas. BTW, this ‘desperation’ personality trait, also is apparent when talking to certain call centre girls. So, a theory has been presented to me why blonde receptionists are completely stupid (now this is going to be hard for some of you to digest, especially the common housewife type) - Turns out, it’s not about the blonde hair, it’s about the big boobs. Young girls with big boobs are raped by their fathers- in the metaphysical world, at night when they are asleep (real). They grow up not wanting to remember, because it’s so repulsive, so it makes them stupid, a learnt stupidity from passive abuse. (My dad, never raped anyone in this world or the metaphysical world - I have to add that, because after I wrote this story, in particular this story, I was accosted by mental healthcare workers. Apparently, you're not allowed to make such accusations in public. (Not the whole stupid blonde thing- it's only stupid blondes who have problems with that accusation), but the ‘getting raped in the metaphysical world’ statement - It seems this is somewhat of an issue, an issue so taboo, that you're NOT allowed to talk about, otherwise, if you do, your will be accused of being crazy - well they'll try to accuse you of being crazy, of course if you're not crazy, sooner or later they will realise. Whether they realise the whole metaphysical issue, different story. I know of men who do, there was one at Builyan, my next-door neighbour, being able to seduce a woman, so he would feel it is not rape. He also could influence girls, and manipulate them by putting ideas into their heads, without being present. He was most disrespectful man, he hates women, like a young male child hates ‘girls’, he is still stuck in 10yr old boy world. And he is one of many. (He was friends with the thieves at my next house at Colosseum.) There are men on Facebook aswell who do this by connecting with women online. Also, men in the entertainment industry. Despicable. But also in non-despicable ways, like the gaming sector – not everyone knows they can hook up and play video / pc games online together. Btw, there were at least 2 other people I encounted at Builyan who knew what that guy was like, and one of them was the local visiting female nurse – this really struck me as odd, as most women HAVE NO IDEA what men are really like, and what tricks they can do. But that woman knew. Who put me in that Builyan house? At the time, I had no choice but to take that one, as it was the only one in the whole of QLD for my budget. The only one. And how should I know the next Colosseum house was owned by a liar. Both just soo wrong. So, wake up, don’t be afraid, this is not a crazy thing or a witch thing. Pay attention, be aware. I believe Beethoven was most famous for his rape song, Moonlight sonata, the first part of this puts women to sleep, the second part is about what Beethoven will do to the woman by passionately ravishing her. I love the Internet - it is another example where I can see the hand of God fighting the bullies, even though I have been ban from most of it. It’s amazing how people would prefer to think of me as crazy rather than acknowledge the truth. Sometimes I feel like I’m surrounded by complete morons. Btw, when I was dealing with that arshole from Builyan, I also had to deal with his mother, and the police re thefts. And they, the whole community in fact, decided to kind of ‘side’ against me, when it was probably that guy who was stealing from me. And the “little girl”, Real Estate rental girl then tried to steal my bond, resulting in wasted court days, and further theft from police via tickets, and ongoing years of harassment from same police - so all those problems were caused by that arsehole and his mother. Yet I was the one who basically ‘copped it’ in society, while that arsehole didn’t cop anything, infact they probably promoted him to town president or some such crap. He is the one that should’ve had to be dragged through court over 2 days. He’s the one that should have been fined $800. In fact, I personally believe he belongs in jail. And so does his mother. But he gets to walk around in society like nothing has happened at all. Like I said I’m surrounded by morons. Oh, back to receptionists problems, later I was advised I have problems with young female receptionists, because they cannot handle looking and dealing with old ugly women, so they are hostile towards me. I believe the kind of hatred and antagonisms they have for me, would still stem from being abused by a supposedly trusted parent. Especially that one at Gin Gin. And, a lot of them have this thing where I have to say exactly what they want, like their perceived conversation ought to go in an exact manner that they are comfortable with, and if I deviate, like if I don't say everything perfectly the way that she would like the situation to go; her perceived social interaction, then she and her reception friends, start their little pack of dog antics, usually involving a phone; speaking into phone, hanging up -this is a common occurrence, and no, she is not actually talking to someone else on the phone. This is a real bully tactic that; little dog girls do. Furthermore, then if she gets pleased with the progression of the conversation (usually if its mega positive), then she does some stupid perceived reward thing, this can vary, but usually involves sending me someone who is not from the pack of dogs. Although 9 out of 10 times that person is a thief. The person is always a different person, but they often give them a ‘johndoe’ name, usually “Daniel” the fact that this persons fake name coincides with the name of my brother he is a little disconcerting. Fuck off with your stupid games you stupid little dogs. If you don't like the way I talk: tough fucking titties. Don't be so fucking disrespectful and intolerant. {I don’t usually swear when talking to people!! Lol } I note, its an area of bad breeding. I do not have these problems in certain situations. And better to be stinky than in the company of thieves. 20. Not absolutely everybody!! I have spent many, many hrs, designing fabrics, and selling them online via Sflower. But, there is a non-thinking housewife who works at Sflower; Kelly M (I call her The Sflower Nazi) who has deleted my account because she is a Nazi sympathiser, and she was offended by my reference to a “bitchy nazi” comment to another member (what does she go through all my emails?) The other member, I suspect, actually was her, a faux member staff that just doesn’t like me, and came up with a plan to delete my account because she was sick of seeing all my designs – jealous. Banned under the pretense that I used the word “NAZI” - what is wrong with her? In fact, deleting a whole account because I use the word Nazi, is so preposterous, that it could have been saboteurs, as I’ve mentioned on my blog numerous times now – my very own personal saboteurs, and they know the people that run this company, (could be channel 7?) and have asked them to delete my account, and so they have said “sure, you are a God, and we will do whatever you say” (in typical bimbo fashion) and so came up with this cockanninnie plan to delete my account. I did tell The Sflower Nazi, the reference to nazi was purely a bullying characteristic, the same actions that rule bullies today, the same characteristics that she was showing., and not a reference to Germans - a characteristic that comes from a place of complete stupidity. She did not want to hear it, or communicate with me at all, she just went ahead and deleted my account, off with her head – just like a stupid NAZI. I had that account for 6 years and sold heaps of my designs through fabrics/wallpapers. It was deleted without any communication at all, even after I persisted, none of my tax information was available either. (they since send me fake tax statement every year, when they realized they fucked up about that, but since I do not have an account with them anymore, what’s the point?) I find this quite unbelievable, completely communistic, as I have contributed an extreme amount of growth to this business in Australia through promotion, not only that, those girls who work there use my ideas for their design challenge, and steal my writings, so much so in fact that I’m really not sure what they’ll do without me. Anyway, their fabric quality is really bad, a lot of fabrics I received, the colours have faded straight away, and some of them have arrived looking washed out to begin with! Their website is a scam because they offer $5 for a swatch, with a condition that they’ll sell my design (or anyone’s design) so I’ve spent about $300 in swatches and they’re not selling my designs, so they’ve not held up their end of the bargain; they should be sued; they are online thieves who use tracking cookies and female tactics to find victims they can steal from. I have since found another printer in the UK (poor Australia still have not come up with a viable printing service) and thus have created my own website for my designs: https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections And they are sold on RedBubble as products: https://www.redbubble.com/people/emilybieman/shop I will never be selling or purchasing from Sflower, ever again. 21. Cleaning Up the Trash of Society - I will try to tone my language down for this one, so I don’t sound too much like an axe wielding maniac, but you can’t begin to imagine the anger, this stupid girl has provoked. Often, I find when I am complaining about these weird and bizarre bimbos that follow me around and torment me, I get the comment “well it’s political” and I always wonder what an earth they mean by that, how could it possibly be political? - it is not political in my point of view. But, as I get older and think about things more, I’ve decided what they mean is; these particular bimbos who follow me around, are literally stupid, not literally retarded, not a prostitute, just stupid, and it is a result of hopeless parenting and hopeless teachers in Australia - they are raised to be trash. Therefore, saying it’s political, well, I want to know which is the political party that supports the stupid bimbos please? Because the stupid bimbos who follow me, harass me, and steal from me and make my life a living hell; and the whole point of it is, that they’re stupid, they shouldn’t have this much power in my life? So obviously this political party should be thrown out the window. I’ll give you an example of 1 girl. I moved to Petersham in around about 1994 or 1995. I was working at a shop in Enmore called Grave Attire, designing cloths for romantic gothics. I’ve mentioned before in my “dream watches” photo, at Petersham I had a lot of people gathering outside my house at night, and it was for the specific point of ‘seeing images’ some of you may know what I’m talking about here, others may not, I’m not going to get into it right now. But one day after work, I walked through my gate, and suddenly someone was yelling at me, they were verbally abusing me from the street, I turned around to see who it was, and she was this short blonde girl, she looked a bit like Marilyn Munro, but a miniature version, she would’ve been probably the same age as me in my early 20s, it wasn’t anyone I knew, or have ever met before. I wrote her off as completely nuts - which she was (stupidity is the root of all evil). By the way, I have since seen this girl at least 4 times since then over the years, in Gunnedah she was harassing me when we went out to see the Christmas lights one year, it was about an ebay item? I’ve also seen her in Melbourne, she was pretending to be my flatmates girlfriend (she may have ended up as a prostitute) and I saw her in Melbourne at an Internet café, she was harassing me about some guy in the café? And I’m pretty certain I’ve heard her on many other numerous occasions in the same verbal abusive manner, but haven’t actually seen her, because one of her tactics is to yell out from places across the street, or in a car, or in a building, or at the neighbours. Unfortunately she’s not a figment of my imagination, she’s a real life bimbo BITCH, and I’ve always maintained over the past 15 to 20 odd years that I have seen her harassing me, I have no idea who she is, or why she is harassing me. But as things come to light, as they do when you get older, things that you couldn’t possibly know when your young (unless someone tells you these things, which, btw, no one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you – no one warmed me that a young unmarried girl really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone). So, I realised today, 2021, why she has been harassing me, and it’s because I was thinking one night, (it must have been when all these hordes of people were outside my rental house at Petersham)(inner city suburb of Sydney), that I would like to get a cat, but then I thought I won’t get a cat here, because it’s not a very good neighbourhood – too ‘restrictive’, and then I got to thinking, it also would NOT be a good place to raise a child in my opinion. And this was my personal thoughts that I was thinking about, one night after work while going off to sleep. (I was raised in the country on a farm) Anyway, that stupid young dog bimbo, heard me and she’s taken great offence to the fact that I didn’t like her neighbourhood, and that’s why she has harassed me, and verbally abused me from afar, also it was most likely her that stole my bag one night, and left it by the new litter of kittens at the neighbours (with no money left) – and why she continued to harass and sabotage me for years later -she is the epitome of stupidity in Australia. If I see that stupid bimbo again, I’m pretty sure I’m going to get x xxxxxxx xxx xxx xxxx xx xx xxxx xxxx, same goes for any other stupid reflective bitch. IF YOU DON’T CLEAN OUT THE TRASH IN SOCIETY, I SURE AS HELL WILL. (little birdy told me later that girl was a musicians prosi) By the way I don’t have any problems from any of the bimbos in my neighbourhood here at the moment; apparently, I have woken them all up! With this blog. And, Petersham – such a disgusting neighbourhood. Case in point. YOU ARE NOT WORTHY. I believe some of those young reflective bitches from 20-30 years ago have grown up and finally realized their bimbo ways (I guess by stalking / watching me for so long, they finally realised how stupid they’ve been in the past, why I would have the attitude of them not being worthy. And a lot of them blame me, like ‘willing’ them to do stupid things, stupidly, of course, (although that does happen, I have seen other older women do it to younger ones (twice I saw a man fall victim too) – I would never do such a thing, and have never, although one day when I was feeling crap at work, because it was the time when I was doing housework, I am pretty sure I ‘willed’ the mother to tell me I was pretty, to make myself feel better! – that’s how I think, I don’t do things to deliberate humiliate a girl – I run rings around most people. BTW, there’s many people that know about this phenomonen around me, and who muster around to watch; there’s been quite a few times where the situation has been made to look like it was me calling the shots in a passive way, and I most certainly wasn’t, like they were trying to paint me in a bad light. They did it once at Bunnings – the bunnings bimbos at check out. And it’s happened a few other times as well (it is something that cannot be so easily proved) Considering how much I keep to myself, and haven’t really expressed any of my personal thoughts or feelings until this year 2021 with this blog, so bearing that in mind, I find it really strange that I have so many enemies and people wanting me to look bad. What’s wrong with them? Do they not have a life of their own? Unfortunately, in my experience I have to say most women are plain evil, it’s very rare that you come across a woman who has another woman’s best interest at heart. (Of course, today I would like to xxxxx xxxxx xxxxx any stupid bitch that tries to have a go at me in this reflective light, like the bimbo at the Drs office at Currajong clinic, Gin Gin, - apparently if you take a photo of them when you enter, it wakes them up, and uploading their mug onto social media, actually seems to be working) So, now there’s a big gang of them, a gang of stupid bimbos (a lot of them are in the TV/Movie/Radio industry and are famous, and rich, Judy Dench) who now try to make it look like it is my fault, they blame me for their stupid behaviour - they come up with all sorts of plans and devious things to do, to sabotage me, get me kicked out of various situations, my house, for instance, my business, ebay, Facebook…The deliberate virus - they are truly EVIL. This is the main reason why I am writing my blog. To show people what EXACTLY it’s been like for me as a single lady who has a private school education, further tertiary education, is smart, and creative, and who did not have hopeless parents (possibly 2 or 3 really bad school teachers – I’m doing something about that too) but on the whole, a healthy young person and with a healthy young mind who does not do reflections of total strangers they encounter, or anyone for that matter, or behave disrespectfully to anyone. These are the kinds of things that I have to deal with; the trash of society. It’s like I did everything I could to thrive in society; work, become a contributing member of society, I don’t (didn’t) drink or use drugs, but due to the total dysfunctional of hopeless parents and teachers, I simply could not last in that situation at all. I had no choice, but to follow other avenues in life. It’s like they saw how I was built to thrive, and as a result of pure jealousy, did everything (and continue to do), to want to make me completely powerless and without any money or position in society so that they can turn around and say “we’re not trash you are”. Btw, they tell me, a lot of those reflective bimbos become prostitutes, and later on in life, get married (sure thing I guess) and they in turn breed, creating a perpetual generation of bimbos. I honestly can’t believe the stupidity of society in Australia - it is ridiculous and I strongly recommend not having kids at all. 22. AM I LIVING IN BIZARRO WORLD I want to take time to mention the factor of certain people in society, (certain bullies) wanting me to state for the record, that I lost something rather than tell people it was stolen, or to say that I had some sort of mental problem, rather than blame them for their bully actions. AM I LIVING IN BIZARRO WORLD? No bimbos, this is not how it works. I can’t believe how arrogant they are in asking me to take the blame for their fuck-ups LITTLE narc DITSIES! I didn’t lose it, it was stolen! And it wasn’t me trying to break the toilet wall down - it was you. Really and truly, some of those dogs think that we have some kind of arrangement, where they get to be disrespectful, or stealy thieves, or sadistic bitches, (“dogs doing opposite”), and then afterwards, purchase my seeds for $3.70, and think that that makes everything okay (or even worse apologize on TV, and think that makes it OK). I can assure you; you little stupid dog, this does not make anything okay. We do not have any arrangements where you get a treat me badly, I WOULD NEVER MAKE SUCH AN ARRANGEMENT, FOR ANY PRICE. And because there has been no arrangement made, no matter what you pay, your debt is never going to be settled. You will have to take it up with God. Re “dogs doing opposite”; when I was 5yrs old, I was tormented, tortured really, by a teacher who was threatening to inflict physical pain on me. So, throughout the rest of my childhood, I obtained an attitude of “thou shall not peg me, under any circumstance!” I was quite the little queen, and in fact I recall every summer instead of playing cricket, whenever I was playing, I insisted, we had to play French cricket, which involves bowling under arm, so there was no chance that I would be pegged!! This attitude is part of my nature, and I strongly suspect (I know) the dogs senses this attitude, and that’s why they do the opposite, and try to inflict pain on me, it’s been a problem since high school, basically with sleepy little female dogs, who haven’t been woken up, because of hopeless parents and teachers in Australia. WAKE UP YOUR GODDAMN LITTLE GIRLS, SO I DON’T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THEIR STUPIDITY I was late reminded of this story in 2026 after I had put in a compensation claim with Centrelink, which by the way, I did not know you could do this before - and what a shame; every little slight I've had I would've put in a compensation claim! Lol It might be a way of getting them to actually acknowledge the problem, rather than just completely ignore it…. but anyway, the reason why I put in a claim was in reference to my boots that had a hole in them, I asked them for another pair of work boots, because under the Jobs provider agreement, a job seeker requiring work shoes for work related activities, or job interviews are given vouchers to buy shoes (this is how little unemployment payment is – can’t afford new shoes, a known thing). So, I was definitely within my rights to ask for some new work boots, but they flat out refused, two girls responsible back then- I've written about them, as one of them was a big faker from image clothing, Catherine, but she said her name was Tanya. The hole in my work boot resulting in metatarsalgia. I was reminded me of this story because, even if they paid me compo, I would still be pissed off with them, because I have been unable to walk for nearly 10 years. It was like they reminded me, as, ‘there is no point in us paying you compensation, since you’d still be pissed off’. Such cunts they are. The whole reason those 2 girls refused me would've been because they thought I wasn't working, (aside from them keeping it for themselves and or their friends), and the fact that I have this foot injury, is kind of contradictory and proof, that YOOHOO, yes I am you stupid little dogs. CENTERLINK told me they can't process my claim because it was not made by them, it was made by Jobs Providers, who work for the Department Employment and Education. So, I have to put in a claim with them…. but of course, they don't actually have a process like Centrelink with an actual subdivision for compensation, and easy forms. I find that fact a little strange, the Department of Education is the main root cause for all problems in Australia!! I mean how many teachers have fucked up? There has been a lot, a lot that are psychologically abusive, they are power trippers, most of them are in it for the money and certainly not for the “departing of education” on young people. not to mention the stupid copycats- who as an adult spend their whole life copying those backwards teachers, trying to teach other people a lesson – this happens to me ALL THE FUCKING TIME. LIKE POISONING MY TREES, or mowing them over or $1500 police monkees on my back, the list is endless of all the stupid people in this country wanting to teach me a lesson – just read my blog, pretty much the whole thing describes people are try to “teach me a lesson” in punishment form. FUCK OFF you UNEDUCATED clueless idiots. (If I had a child there's no way I would send them off to school). I mean, my biggest compensation claim could be for “NOT waking up all of these zombie women that I have so many difficulties with”! - it's your fault department of education, your teachers do such a hopeless oppressive job using threats of Corporal discipline – man – they are still so backwards, still using the “where going to teach you a lesson, using punishment to teach – UNBELIEVABLE STUPIDITY. 23. 5kw Solar Panels not contributing to Bill by Essential Energy SOLAR THEFT Electricity companies stealing money by overcharging - yes, they really do it, depending on who you are. Essential Energy / AGL / Country Energy (they not used to social media, why was I ban.....) Some PM, at the time, or a bit later, after I had left Gunnedah, told me that he had fixed the electricity problem. But I will go ahead and put my story; Btw, why should some people pay $.14 a kilowatt, and then some people have to pay $.34 a kilowatt!! - it’s all a total scam! Everyone should be paying the same for electricity. But I think in Gunnedah, they take it a little bit further, and anyone who is perceived to be wealthy, they overcharge and steal from those people. But they don’t check bank accounts for obvious reasons, they just base their ‘money’ judgements on rumour and reputation. I really believe these people who send you the bill, do exactly that. (Exactly like Centrelink when I tried to get Austudy - MORONS). 5kw Solar system that I finally managed to put on the shed at Rangari (Gunnedah NSW). I had all sorts of obstacles; landlord was using delaying tactics for answer, then, no thanks to the local Gunnedah electrical business, (Neville & Bev Mammen Electrical Contractors) who just refused to do business with a woman. So, I had to get the mob from Tamworth to install Max Frost – total cost in the end $14000 ($4000 it would have cost if I lived in Sydney) I hope those thieves get their comeuppance. I should point out, probably a lot of people won’t understand the meaning of 5kW. A 5kW system is an extremely large amount of electricity. For instance, I was living at one place. There were two houses running off grid entirely on a 3.5kW system. So a 5kW system, should cover all my electricity uses easily, you would think. But anyway, I want to tell you mainly about the theft by electric companies. Something is afoot in electric company world. After I put my panels on, I waited for my next bill expecting a major drop in price. But guess what, my bill was way more than any other bill I’ve ever received from essential energy (now AGL, formerly Country Energy) I was told by my installer it was because of the additional freezer and .5HP pump I had installed. So, talk about disappointing. And a waste of money. TOTAL WASTE OF MONEY. 4 years later I was forced to relocate. After 3mnths at my next address in Queensland I waited patiently for my bill, expecting the worst, as my last bill was $445 so I thought without a 5kW system on this house, my bill would be astronomical. But when it arrived, I was surely surprised. Guess how much. Not anymore but way less; $341.34. So as far as I’m concerned there is most definitely electricity theft in Gunnedah by Essential Energy, this that would match their customer service too – scum. I should point out at my next address in Queensland (forced relocation in rentals, unbelievable…another story for later) I got rid of my big LCDTV / DVD recorder, Big Hot water, and several other appliances; and my last bill was $120, which matches my appliance cutbacks. So maybe Ergon get it right and are not thieves unlike the girls in Gunnedah who run the electric company. I found a lot of people stole from me when I was in Gunnedah, a lot of retailers, and all of them actually, not just 1 or 2 ‘baddies’. And my neighbours and community in general stole from me while I lived at Rangari for 10yrs until 2018. Major petty theft problem in Gunnedah. Fucked people. THEY ARE ALL GOING TO HELL. So, I now know at my last address in Gunnedah, that electricity company, essential energy/AGL (was most def stealing from me, not only by overcharging each bill, BUT by covering criminals ass when they turn my power off, so criminals (from retailers, I’M TELLING YOU ORGANIZED PETTY THEFT IS HUGE IN THIS COUNTRY, Harvey Norman and Bunnings have criminals that work for them that prey on certain people, certain people they don’t like, or are not a famous celebrity). So, they would turn my power off to gain access (turn the cctv off) and steal, when I was out, which was only every 2mnths. When I called Essential Energy to see if there was a power outage or if someone just turned off my electricity, the girl always said “oh it was due maintenance” - due maintenance every time I went into town every 2mths or so – I DON’T THINK SO. They are total crooks. (So far, no blackouts here at new address until last month, power out for 15minutes on Sunday – my secateurs were stolen off the back deck – again I phoned Ergon, a boy this time - covering thieves again, due maintenance on Sunday – AS IF). Btw, you should have heard them when I called them up to cancel my electricity when I moved from Gunnedah, as I moved to off grid- they were like; what, we are going to lose $600/quarter, they were like really DESPERATE, like how a greedy desperate woman sounds, asking me all these questions. This girl could not understand that she was about to loose $600. If you can live off grid or get Gas, you should, they are stealing from vulnerable people. They also steal off prominent families, like if you are perceived to be wealthy in the community, they overcharge. It pays not to drive a nice car. Of course, they do not know the actual financial situation of anyone, they base their theft on perception. They are incredibly stupid, like most small-minded people in Gunnedah. Especially women. I have known some prominent families to leave town, and this is a big factoring reason, I bet. BTW, back when my dad was alive, I would regularly visit him, and I saw his bill one-day, and it was $865 - and there’s NO WAY he used more electricity than I (mine was $450 then) and he lived on his own, like me, and his house didn’t even have an Aircon or a split system. It had a wood fire for heating in winter and gas hot water. And, you know he barely did anything, hardly any cooking either, he spent all of his retirement time just listening to the radio and reading the newspaper. Yet, $100’s more than mine. Maybe they were doing a family scam! It is definitely a big scam. (He did have a deep-freeze, – I recommend chucking those out if you have one, get a new modern one) But, I’m telling you there’s major electricity theft going on in Gunnedah – by women. Stupid ones. Ooh, the stupid little thief; did you make a mistake? You probably can't tell my tone of sarcasm for that final sentence, but I heard the girl realise what she had done, probably that stupid short little blonde girl "oh whoops, oh well”. Steal from me for 30 years, steal everything I have. “Oh well”. Women, the epitome of stupidity. (And no, I am NOT talking about hearing myself!!) Plus, at my new address, I am still having people break into my house and steal items – a little birdy told me it was Ergon who was stealing, so that I would have to put my cctv cameras on, it costs $100 a quarter to run them, so they are stealing $100 a quarter. I am not sure about that bit about Ergon, just a theory. (More likely in my opinion to be Ebay stealing from me, since I was banned from ebay the theft has greatly reduced – Chinese thieves). My last bill was $220 at Gin Gin, it’s gone from $120 to $220 in a quarter! (5 yrs later it went to $600) Electricity companies are the biggest scam of the century. Mind you, I don’t think the people who sold it were innocent, Max Frost – I did ask them about it, as it was like the whole system was not really connected, it was like they pretended to connect it. Like it made NO difference to my bill, except a possible RISE in consumption - they had no comment. I should point out, the system was showing on my bill, so on paper it looked legit. You know, the fact that this WHOLE Gunnedah community was stealing from me (main reason I had to leave) could possibly be because of 1 person who has brainwashed them ALL into stealing from me. That little short blonde girl I have mentioned previously. Who the hell is that stupid little coward bitch? – no forget that last sentence, I don’t want to know her – I wish she was dead. After I wrote this, updated it, in Bundaberg, while I was living at Gin Gin, there was a big push of the sales of Solar Panels across all medias. So if you're a well respected person in the community, by all means go ahead get solar panels, that will probably save you money. But if you're someone who is treated badly and disrespected; if you're on low income, if you're single woman, if you're on a pension, if you're unemployed, probably if your gay, if your ugly, if your fat, if you're having health problems of any kind - definitely don't get solar panels because electricity companies will discriminate against you and steal from you. They 100% do. Do those boys who installed it know that they are a scam? Or is it just management? Those boys who installed it, charged $2000 to install it, took them less than half a day. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP!, so sorry if I repeat myself, I am still editing this and doing rewrites and uploading reedited photo stories, I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted or photos removed, so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed, {possibly it is the same person who steals them, (!) then sneakily let me know I need to redo?} There is a lot of info now. If you want to see any updated photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ 24. Naming and Shaming Bullies on Face Book (before I was ban) This next one is still here! Little sidebar for it; I'm not going to remove this after I wrote this naming and shaming (quite some time ago now, several years). Some of the parties that I named were so pissed off, they did other revolting awful things involving me getting banned from not only Facebook but many other places online. Please note to all of those revolting bullies who have such A BIG EGO THAT THEY COULDN'T BELIEVE SOMEONE WAS ACTUALLY CALLING THEM UP ON THEIR BULLY BEHAVIOUR - I haven't taken this down, I'm not intimidated by you, so HA. Unlawful Facebook Groups (talk about bullying 101 on FB) there are too many hall monitors playing the exclusion game and just being basic bullies- its them that are the bullies, not the people so much engaging in forum discussions. Make no mistake, they are young nazis. Miriam Vale Classifieds - removed me from my own local group for no reason -I want to name and shame those admin, as excluding someone from their local group is a despicable form of female bullying: Astrid Allison, Lesley Cain, lyssa Kuepper, Jacob Keogh and Rachel Klepiak). THIS IS NOT KINDERGARTEN lyssa Kuepper and Lyn Murphy also removed me from Gladstone gardening group (Gladstone QLD gardening only – which I was NOT a member, but they blocked me, and Gladstone Plants/Produce/Garden Items Sell Swap Buy Give Away in Queensland did too – a admin collaboration. Australian Native Plant Enthusiasts forum - This one refused to post any of my appropriate posts Thumbs up Thumbs down Gunnedah – did not post my family farm photo (I am afraid you silly stupid twits, I DID grow up on a farm). Also Australia through the years – deleted my farm photo with gang of big boobs bully story and kicked me out!! Outrageous. Gunnedah Art Gallery kicked me out of their group for no reason. Plus facebook then excludes that group from showing on my account. So all of those exclusions, and the reason why I am kicking up a big stink about this and naming names, is because these people ganged together, contacted admin and told them to kick me out, in 4 cases, before I had even joined the group! – so NO offensive posts, as I was not even in the group – so some girl contacted admin in advance, and told admin that I was bad or whatever?, no valid reason. The admin took their word as truth, could not see it was a personal witches of salem mission of stupid dog, or that it was deliberate ‘dog network stuff’ as in girls banding together in the gossiping manner that they have, the girl grape vine, and ganging up on someone, ‘common enemy’ stuff, it’s disgusting, bullying 101, those girls are disgusting, and I won’t be removing your names - you made your bed and now you can lay in it, no matter how big a bully you still continue to be, harrasing me here at Kookaburra Park and in Gin Gin - YOU STUPID LITTLE GIRLS with fucked parents. In fact here all the names that I noticed of people who were basically out to get me. And, if they couldn’t ‘ban’ me because some admin actually have common sense and common decency, and are not apart of the DOG NETWORK, said “well no” to their request, then they would try to entrapped me on a forum, to get me to say something wrong, like swear or something, or say something offensive, so that they would push me off - here are all those people; {you know I pay attention, I’m someone who notices things, if you think you can just be sly around me and behave in that atrocious manner and get away with it, think again}. OK, HERE ALL SOME OF THE NAMES who were obsessed dogs on facebook that sabotages me – they use fake names, they are cowards. Jason Heart Reggie Felangie (remember Regina Felangie), that girl btw, Lisa Kudrow – blond bully bimbo bitch (I am pretty sure all these fb blondes are copying her, that's what young blondes do.) Teagan, cowgirl, (I bet same twit Teagan girl who harrassed me at Kookaburra Park - ought to be locked up) Astrid Allison, Lesley Cain, lyssa Kuepper, Jacob Keogh, Wendi Guy, Naomi Mcintosh, Larainne Greco, Berta Lindenberg, Mark Manchester, Gill Muller, Bernie Farrell – these last 3 men were trying to save the blonde bimbos Louise naturelover Sorenson Rose Rea or someone from Bundaberg? (in messanger), she went out of her way to do this whole big thing to try and get me kicked out, she does not deserve to live. The list goes on and on – they have many dog friends, but since my facebook account was deleted by facebook nazi gestapo (including all my Messages in Messanger???, I do not have record of others – but there are heaps, whole networks of obsessed nazi dogs. – all female, most women have no idea how stupid they are. The ban was lifted in October 2024 – so a 4 year ban – by some STUPID IT bimbo. So, I ventured back on. I did have some difficulties joining local groups, especially gardening groups, a lot of them just refused to accept my membership, I tried to find out why, one of the admin told me that it's not up to them it's up to Facebook! Another one told me that they only accepted people who have had an account for over 12 months. Most of them just didn't bother getting back to me. So, I went ahead and created my own gardening group! I have 53 members but, not many are active, it's pretty much a non-gardening community I would say. I did join the local Sarina food exchange one, only again I had problems with obsessed dogs following me around and doing weird condescending thieving things, so I had to leave that group. And then guess what, my local Sarina community Facebook group ban me after yet another stupid obsessed dog from Campwin Beach (Cassandra Hayes), told them to ban me, so they did! I have name and shamed those 4 Admin on Facebook but I guess I can do it again here: Lee Ross, Aleesha Birch, Kirstie Ross, Katherine Oake - Naming and shaming them for being so easily manipulated by a stupid dog so as to oppress me and exclude me. DISCRIMINATORS. So, I did come to the conclusion, that there are some groups where it's not appropriate to put some of the information that I wanted to put on, like about my stolen items, because most groups are just kind of advertising groups, so I created another group “say what you want” group, and I have over 100 members! But again I seem to be the most active! I can only assume it's because most people are oppressed. 25. This is a post I had on FaceBook after I encounted mass bullying: (they lose, not having me! ha ha) Ok, for some reason there seems to be a form of automatic dog bully attack on Facebook where people make comments in Group posts, accusing them of been crazy, with comments like “did you forget to take your meds today dear” This is bullying 101. You know, just because you’re offended by someone’s tone or language, or they are communicating in a different way than how your friends do, doesn’t make them crazy. (some women think Facebook is Kindy - btw, I was banned from Facebook and Ravelry for speaking out with the truth, this country and America has major oppression issues still in 2019). If you want to know what crazy is, I’ll tell you what crazy is. Crazy is: Girls that follow other girls’ down the street and back to their home. Territorial people (dog like) over everything not just their backyard. People who have more than one child on a single income. People who have more than 2 regardless. Someone who doesn’t put a floor drain in the bathroom/laundry wet area. Someone who refuses to have timber furniture in their house because they’re afraid it might get eaten by white ants! Adult girls who do others reflections (and men occasionally too). Building a house out in the bush without putting in 4 huge (70000L each) cement rain tanks. People who clean with harsh chemicals in their home. (try TeaTree Oil) People who think someone will clean up their rubbish/pick up their tab…. People who think someone else is going to look after their child. Backyard owners who don’t have veggies and perhaps a chook yard. Multiple dog owners. Overzealous partners (flirting is healthy, but not compulsory!) People who volunteer - have their good nature taken advantage of and are suckers. People who are jealous of others life/ Medal in affairs that do not concern them. Women who are suckered into adopting another woman’s mess. Girls who verbally abuse other girls that walk past them in their street or from the neighbours house. Councils that charge people to dump their rubbish at the designated area (tip). People who are disrespectful towards animals. Church in schools. People who use spray poisons against bugs in their home. Mothers that buy kfc for their kids. Not checking your receipts. People who use dry cleaners. People who take medication because some Dr has told them they are crazy. Going to live animal shows. And cruel little boys who keep reptiles as pets. Liars, and people who don’t garden. Girls and truckers who laugh at other girls and harass them from their car - car hoons/beepers, stalkers, followers. People who are so easily manipulated by peers. Sending unmarried women in to teach in schools. People who work in jobs that inadvertently harm others/not taking responsibility. Shoplifters and petty thievers (Bunnings and Harvey Norman staff) Homeowners who have a car but no garage, especially in coastal areas. Building your house in a flood zone. And a house that doesn’t have ‘green’ features. Parents who don’t teach their kids about sex, ALL about sex and RESPECT, no shame . And ones who overprotect. Parents who don’t treat their kids like young adults, you know the next generation is allways smarter than the previous. Just a few little things that come to my mind this Sunday afternoon. 26. Read about my experience with the pea-brained Australian Government below. I started my Blog after this happened: I AM DOING SOMETHING ABOUT THIS. Don't be scared, and don't jump to conclusions , I am NOT mentally ill in any way - read the whole thing, some people have a, completely wrong take on what 'crazy' is. Oh wouldn’t it be nice if every time we heard someone talking about something we didn’t like, we could just write it off as crazy. "Oh, they're just crazy, we don’t have to listen to them”. That’s the point of the police dogs and dogs who work at mental health wards (although those ones its mainly about making money from medications – they really work for big pharmacy, - SH it’s a secret). But it is a disgusting form of bullying designed to DISCREDIT PEOPLE, WOMEN IN PARTICULAR. And there are people on Facebook looking for people to victimise, so nobody has to listen to them ON SOCIAL MEDIA - absolute bully oppression 101 - I AM STILL BAN FROM SOCIAL MEDIA (allowed to have a FB account after 4 yrs of being ban, but in a different name). A legislation challenge urgently needed -perhaps, sit down with a cuppa, my story is long if you want to really see: I would like to share a little story with you, first one, that ties in with my own experience: at one point in my father’s career, he worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. Its ALL about punishment (and still is). He was the inadvertent fly on the wall too. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then Agriculture. I can see now in 2020, people tend to forget the atrocities of what goes on in an institute, and the common abuse of power by everyday people. Today, still, it is possible for someone who is showing no signs of mental illness or violence, to be taken against their will by power tripping police, using force if necessary- without warning or notification, and be locked up for a period of days, victims have no rights (or no one to enforce them), and what the doctor/nurse says goes until the victim can establish and prove themselves to be of sound mind. (Which by the way, consists solely of the ability of being able to speak in a complete monotone, and preferably with the ‘Barbie Bimbo’ smile on your face - if you speak with any type of emotion, i.e., stating how angry you are for being locked up against you will and for no reason, they declare ‘you need to be locked up, most likely crazy’. Even though this is unlawful; irrelevant. Mental health people are completely and 100% oppressively WRONG) This is an abuse of power. Total lack of mankind respect. So, this is what happened to me, one afternoon when I was in the middle of processing some fibre on my carding machine, at home, shoes off, watching Netflix too; The police came knocking at my door and in a very aggressive manner and insisted if I didn’t come with them, they would use brute force to push me into the police car and take me to Bundaberg hospital. (Which I believed as the constable was totally ‘wound up’ and ‘ghung ho’ – little did I know, if I had not let them in, they could not legally break my door down, and they could not have taken me – I always keep my gate locked now). BTW, I started writing this Blog after I had been through this experience. Fuel. Previously (and actually currently) I had been a victim of many petty theft, hundreds of petty thefts in fact - I was trying to do something about it, and after each theft I would report it to the police -the police got fed up, even though at my new location, I had only reported several items -to the chief police at Gin Gin Sharon Morgan, I had also had a fight on the phone some months back with her, she didn’t want to know about any of the trivial items that have been stolen. Note, since I started posting images of stolen items on the internet, and naming names, some stolen items have been returned to me, some months later, especially unique items a that are easily identified, also the stealing has been greatly reduced. But it is the result of reporting multiple petty thefts at my house, that provoked this officer into taking drastic and unwarranted action against me, to lock me up in a mental health Institute for 7 days to 'see if I was crazy'. I was given no warning. She told the Doctor/tribunal (lied to tribunal) that I was hearing voices and delusional (when in fact, once I told her I heard my neighbours talking and sometimes yelling out) – and, on the way over to Bundaberg in the police car, she actually said, she has better things to do than look into my complaints. This is a total violation of my rights. I was not a threat to anyone or myself, there was no indication of violence, (I am not a violent person, in fact I rarely even get angry -I’m a cool, calm and collected person, who thinks things through and applies common sense – unlike the police) all I did was put in reports of petty thefts, this officer didn’t want to deal with the paperwork, and she abused her position of power under the so called 2016 legislation of mental health act. I wish to also complain about the judge who authorised the ‘involuntary treatment authority and admission’, held under the statutory requirements, under the Mental Health Act 2016, for me, (Emily Bieman) by the testimony of police officer Sharon Morgan from Gin Gin. My exact complaint is, the judge took Sharon Morgan’s word as truth when it was not, she lied to the judge, to imply that I was delusional (such a treatment authority cannot be issued without the implication of this mental illness {the crazy factor – the bully factor}) and therefore the judge could grant the treatment authority -she lied about this “delusional” factor to have me locked up. I had told her I could sometimes hear my neighbours call out, and she interpreted this as I was hearing voices. She interpreted incorrect information because she was “wishfully thinking” because she didn’t want to do the paperwork for the petty theft crime in my neighbourhood. To me, it seemed she was also too concerned about what her fellow male subordinates thought about her, and keeping up with comradery. She made it clear, that this was her punishment for me, for yelling at her over the phone about petty trivial thefts. She is sick, and NOT welcome in my life. (I personally believe she ‘tricked’ herself and possibly has her own issues with mental health {imagine how many people have been wrongfully convicted of crimes and sent to prison in such a manner}). Also, btw, I do not believe she could see the crime here, as items stolen had no monetary value, or little, but the crime is the persistent torture nature of the thefts. I deeply resent what happened to me, and I feel this judge needs to imagine what happened if someone just came along grabbed him out of his life and work and placed him in a mental ward prison for seven days to “see if he was mentally ill” This is bullying 101, and it was perpetrated by Sharon Morgan, and enabled by the judge. Bundaberg court later refused to give me the name of that judge. It is unfortunate that I am the victim of petty theft, but being a victim doesn’t make me mentally ill. I do not have a mental illness; I am capable of making my own health decisions. I am not a physical threat to myself or others (these are the 3 stipulations needed to incarcerate someone, and I do not fit any, let alone all 3 -so not only did the police violate my rights but the doctor and psychiatrist assessing me (Dr Alex McClymont and Dr Ali Ali-Tiae and side kick Roz Watson) did. And, there was no one there at the time to stand up for my Rights) once I was brought into the hospital, they failed to see the truth because they just wanted to please the police officer who was extremely gung-ho and worked up at the time, she knows how to apply pressure). Also, btw, at the time of the initial assessment, when I was ‘abducted’, - I have it on audio. I recorded it, sneakily, as I tried to video it, but was shut down by Roz Watson and Alex Mcylmont (they should be totally ashamed of themselves, and actually you CAN record whatever you want,- and upload it to social media, as long as it is not of a personal nature, like sex or children’s change rooms), but, so, the recorder was still on – if you listen to it, you can hear plain as day, me, a person of complete sound mind, cool, calm and collected, NO reasons given to detain and incarcerate. NONE. (In it, afterwards, you also hear my phone calls to lawyers - man, lawyers are hopeless in this country, they are all whipped by the powers that be and can only handle deceased estates, none could help me because of the 2016 Mental Health Act, -that’s what they said, however, if I offered one $20000, I am pretty sure, suddenly they could have done something (one lawyer later said; $50000 and I would be released immediately). And later I saw you can contact your local Member of Parliament via their online website, for a face-to-face meeting, they receive the message straightaway, and even though they are very busy – this would be something a politician is empowered to do, and they know it, not many other people would be. I am confident, that, would have been a good option for me when I was incarcerated wrongfully. So, even though there are numerous violations here, I still had no way of having my rights upheld. These people are begging to be sued, if any lawyer can step forward pro bono, and sue them - then there’s money in it for you. Or is that only something that happens in America, or in the movies? How an earth can Australia be a democratic country if lawyers don’t sue people like this who violate legislation? I believe they’re called Civil litigators’) Newspaper did not want to know anything about this either (The Australian) they were however interested in reporting about all the prostitutes on Facebook, gofigure. (True – on certain forums at about 830 in the evening, suddenly a whole lot of ‘busty women’ would appear). Isn’t it strange how people will accept prosy’s on Facebook, but they will not accept an angry woman. While I was imprisoned at the hospital, I had to do and say whatever I could to be released as soon as possible - aside from obvious reasons, I have work responsibilities at home, and animals, which nobody cared for, and my cat, when I got home was starving, (no food or water) he ate 3 huge big bowls of meat. Even though I REPEATEDLY explained about my starving elderly blind cat, and also my uncle told them, she has a cat – they did not give a dam. (So also, animal cruelty goes on at this so-called Hospital (which fits in with their personality types, cruel). It makes a difference if you have family, they only pick on people with no family, my do-good Uncle (retired magistrate) told them, he had not spoken to me in 20yrs, NOT HELPFUL. But in retrospect, some years ago, I did have some minor problems with his wife, zombie related problems, so I can see now he was protecting his wife’s honour “my wife is not stupid; your crazy!” I have had this problem before with 2 little bully bitches who “toilet attacked me” – for no reason either; “we are not stupid toilet zombies – you’re crazy” – same thing, and just like the Witches Of Salem. My Uncle did help in the end by being a good phone support, but he is a fearful man, whipped I would say, by the powers that be. I believe when talking to me, ‘sided’ with me, but when talking to the DR, (I asked the Dr to call him, thinking it would help) he ‘sided’ with the DR, my uncle is a coward, and wrongfully assumed since I was there, there must be a problem.) My family are clueless about my situation, it has been yrs since we spoke, we have all gone our separate ways, and they are all married with families, this makes me different from them, a single, and they cannot handle it, they have no idea about the thievery or if they do, encourage it, by not doing anything. I think my sister stole my bag once, and she along with my brother, imply to people that I meet, that I am on drugs, it is their passive aggressive way to be disrespectful towards me, it is a game for Penny, 3rd born. I am first born, {the only one that can see what’s going on}. At one point, my stupid 3rd born (manipulated) aunt accused me of being on heroin, she had all this paperwork and information - I clearly told her I wasn’t on heroine or any drugs, she just ignored me and went ahead citing off all of this garbage that she had printed off the computer. GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK HEADS - NOT ON DRUGS – AND NOR DO I DRINK. GOT IT. SOUND MIND AT ALL TIMES, GET OFF MY FUCKING BACK YOU WANNABE SELF RIGHTEOUS FOOLS. Always has been the way, except at schoolies when I was 18, I went through normal teen stuff – and at that time, in no way was my mental health ever put in danger, really – completely healthy, and more so than most. Not being compliant to you, does not mean on drugs or has mental health problems, you big fat egotistical clueless 3rd borns! My family would NOT have helped me in this situation (they are raised to be manipulated, not to ask questions and to have Barbie Bimbo smiles). I should add, if family/friends had of turned up, demanding to know why I was held against my will, imprisoned (and generally asking questions and annoying the crap out of all the staff, especially the Doctor) – it would have helped me greatly, I would have been released much sooner or not held there at all overnight, but most people do not have supportive understanding family who know how to; ask questions, stand up to doctors, and generally recognize the situation. That’s what these bullies count on – that’s their game. Its bullying 101. I can’t believe they’re allowed to do such things, and get away with it, even when rules and laws are broken and or bended to suit their whims - it was the most disgusting form of bullying that I’ve ever encountered in my life, and I have encountered a lot of bully situations, this one takes the cake. There is not a single note of “help” in this situation – they are the opposite of helpful. Note, I suspect at least one of the Doctors, Menosha, spoke to my little brother Tomas, as she implied it when we spoke, actually she kind of said it in a way that made me think that she tried one brother, and didn't have much success, and so then tried another! I thought this would be typical of Daniel, she probably tried to speak to Daniel about me, who told her to fuck off - and then called Tomas, and Tomas, as a 4th born, wouldn't understand something like this, unlike Daniel, he wouldn't understand if someone asks those kinds of questions, you have to tell them to fuck off! Tomas did not ask me if he could discuss personal information about me, he did not bother contacting me to see if I was ok with someone prying into my life, or to bother finding out what happened to me. And it sure as hell IS NOT OK for him to discuss me in such manner. They also pick on ‘ugly’ women, or women with no makeup, they assume they don’t care for themselves and are on drugs, I was drug tested. I found this happens a lot, I never wear makeup and I am not the best looker of the bunch, (since I am not on the market, I find wearing makeup a pointless notion (same with high heels) so I often get accused of being on drugs. People are really STUPID in general, I find. Suffice to say, I will not be putting in a police report ever again. In fact, some may say I am way too bold putting in a second complaint against Sharon Morgan (which I did with the police complaints ) after what happened the first time, but I have principles, and just because I can’t offer any proof or physical evidence (or only have very little) of harassment /theft, doesn’t mean it’s not true. I know that Sharon Morgan was acting in a non-thinking dogged way, instead of being responsible and applying common sense and instinct. (Yet, another woman, so busy trying to control the situation that they can’t apply common sense – common theme, I’ve noticed, unfortunately) I should add, on day 5, the doctor advised me, the only reason I was there was because of Sharon Morgan. He later tried to save himself and the police, whilst also, releasing me from hospital. And btw, 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.” They literally lie, it is a cat and mouse game for them, they take pleasure in the power of incarcerating someone. Then they take pleasure domineering over people, ordering them about, and treating people badly, disrespectfully, and like a child or dog. Those nurses treat their role as someone who ought to inflict punishment, (because it is a prison, there are guards making sure no one can escape.) One nurse in particular was constantly making accusations about behaving like a child, and so that's how they she ought to treat the patients – like her excuse for being disrespectful. The bimbo dominatrix. (or maybe she just gets a lot of 'crazy children like' people in there!?) Plus, all their nurse Nazi rules like, no phones, food or television in rooms. The bimbo dominatrix. They have the added bonus of being able to get away with it. Power Tripping. 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. LIARS. Most people have no idea what these institutes are like, they really should be shut down. Although patients’ rights were re-addressed in 2016, with new legislation brought into protect patients, (God knows what it was like prior to 2016) I strongly feel, it hasn’t gone far enough. There needs to be compulsory ‘notification’ given to a person, before a person is taken by force by police to a mental health hospital, (if you can't shut them down, which they should be) -notification in order for the person to voluntary seek help and talk to a councillor, and realize if they don’t, they will be taken against their will and imprisoned, it needs to be made clear that this is what will happen (so to avoid forceful institutionalization, which obviously will later lead to strong feelings of resentment. Australia is a democracy, not a ‘communistic dictatorship’ as I have experienced) - And by notification, I mean a formal written letter from the Department of health, sent by post to the persons known place of residence, I would further suggest a phone or email attempt of communication by the person who has started the process of institutionalisation, which is usually a police officer. BTW, people that work at the Bundaberg Mental Health Unit actually DO NOT know about human rights and they don’t know about the violations that they make. They just do as they please from day to day. There were at least five violations that I read in the little pamphlet that the Independent Patients’ Rights Advisor person gave me (even though I did not have my reading glasses even…). You know when you give a little bit of power to someone, sooner or later, they take a whole heap, it goes to their head, and unless they are kept in check, they ‘power trip’. Staff at this hospital are as cocky and arrogant as they come, they are not kept in check, and as a result they are revolting and they violate other people’s human rights. Actually, I got the sense that they were a weird cult. Rules unto themselves. Well, now I have firsthand experience of the abuses that go on by police and in institutions - and indeed they still should be closed down. The whole Mental Health Industry is a total scam, it’s about bullies praying on people who they deem ‘weak’. It seems every day people just can’t help but go on power trips and abuse their positions of power - this is true from the very well paid, to the nurse’s assistant on minimum wage - little things like withholding dental hygiene, withholding electronic devices, which by the way, are allowed in any Institute in Australia. {btw, the doctors decide for each patient about certain things, often they don’t really give a shit about certain things, like electronic devices, but it’s the nurses who frequently come up with these anal nazi rules, in typical female form. But if the doctor says its ok, that’s how it will be, what the Doctor says goes, he gets final word – so people should know about the little girl nazi nurses, they don’t have the final say.} I happened to take my iPad with me, with modem, (it goes everywhere I do – google maps!) So, much to the annoyance of the nazi nurses, I was given ‘verbal’ permission to use my device (even though by law, I would still be allowed to use it – see the rights violations. And bloody thankgoodness, 7 days without being able to do anything - now that is something that might make you go nuts! Also, nurses tying the armband too tight and withholding medication to intentionally inflict pain, being ‘tricked’ into taking their medication (I was told I was given a sleeping tablet (doors bang in the corridors all night long) but it turned out it was an antipsychotic drug (when I was not even psychotic. YOU SHOULD BE SUED (‘mental health’ medication, a whole other scam btw - Lithium; this is what is used to make good quality batteries. There is only one word to describe you if you think you need to take this as a medication; STUPID. Wake up. - Some psychologists reckon mental illness is caused from the inbalance of chemicals in the brain -this is a load of absolute bullshit, do not let anyone tell you, you have an imbalance of chemicals in the brain – it’s all cat and mouse game). Plus, they don't even know about proper sleep medications, they only know supposed antipsychotics) and lying to patients to ensure distrust and anxiousness. My room had a camera directly above my bed – disgusting. If you have any questions while you’re in there, about the process and procedure, (as it is all quite strange - because they lie and are not honest about what is going on and why you are there) and so ask the nurses questions - they really resent that. They do not wish to answer any questions, and will add to their notes that you are a nuisance. They’re really only interested in their routine, or any cat and mouse related activities where they get to be the cat; As well, the staff try to antagonise, so they can use their authority to overpower, particularly if they are bored in the evenings (I sum that up in 1 little sentence, but what that implies, the damage they do to people who are not like me, and will fall for their bait, is despicable, and I would say, would be physically abusive. (Another reason why it is important for Devices to be allowed in there, as no one gives a toss what the nurses are doing if they watching a good movie.) one day the nurses manipulated the cleaning girl to come and accost me, she was a horror! { If you ever accosted by a cleaner, you can say to get rid of them, “I can see you’re on a path of redemption”}. I describe the nurses here, but as I re-read it to myself, I am also describing my landlord Cate Rogers, who looks like Wainberg girl; give the dogs a little - they take a lot. So, every day little things are a problem, (not so much physical abuse or sexual violation in my experience), except once the Doctor, who whilst testing reflexes, was banging my knee and foot multiple times in order to inflict pain and get ‘kicks’ from seeing the reaction, (I have very sharp reflexes) and indeed I couldn’t walk on it for the following 12 hours - that was the initial doctor assessing me, Dr Alex Mc Clymont (from Facebook), who I put in a separate complaint with health ombudsman about him. {Btw, I say he’s from Facebook, because there is a whole heap of so-called mental health people, that go on Facebook, looking for victims, in effect, looking for customers. And they know that they can have the means to abduct someone under the guise of “we need to determine whether they have a mental illness or not” (apparently a new rule, they invented after they realized they wrongfully incarcerated me) - total outrage! And I know for a fact in my particular instance, three of them at least, and I say at least, worked together to incarcerate me, as they had blonde hair, and on one of my Facebook stories I had previously mentioned about the problem I was having with a blonde bimbo who was stealing from me – they took offense and helped concoct an incarceration plan (the irony of stupidity here). When I first went there, all the nurses had blonde hair, and she made reference to it. (Oh no, that girl has a brain and can think for herself, get her get her get her) When they got me in, anyone could see plain as day that I do not have any mental illness, and in fact I am probably saner than all of those people that work there, combined. But because so many people were involved in ‘trapping me’ and getting me there, it turned out they had worked over at least several months, actually I suspect much longer, because I started complaining to the police many years before about the thefts. So, most of them could see I shouldn’t have been there, I guess half of them said I should go home, and the other half insisted that I stay a week and do all the various medical tests, because they all had put so much time and effort into getting me there and concocting their evil little plan. So, you can see furthermore, common sense fully goes out the window when it comes to mental health workers – saving their own face.} little girls. Back to everyday things, I’m just talking about every day little power tripping things to make life unacceptable for an involuntary patient. The nurses unfortunately seem to have lost sight of the big picture, (or never knew it to begin) you know you’re allowed to be “stressed” at times, you’re allowed to be “angry” at times, you’re allowed to be “sad” at times - these feelings are normal, healthy, a part of life, and DO NOT REQUIRE MEDICATION – for goodness sakes - can you please apply common sense? For a nurse or Dr, to come along and imply that you are mentally ill and should be locked up and possibly restrained in those times, is, well, do I have to spell it out, STUPID. {I had to come back to this paragraph and add again; I really can’t emphasise enough, you’re allowed to be upset, angry, negative, or even depressed, at times, it’s completely 100% natural and if you were not this way sometimes, I would think there was something extremely mentally wrong with you, in fact I would go so far as to say that you were a psychopath. And ‘shunning’ someone, as they may appear ‘negative’ is just plain STUPID. Life is not chocolates and roses all the time, but guess what, when it’s not, we do not need an asylum or medication. One’s existence is not going to be perfect in the win/win struggle of life. So don’t be intimidated by these asylum Doctor types, not to feel angry or sad and express it (in a non-violent manner preferably ).} I need to mention there is also a “care volunteer” and what a scam this person is, I can’t stand what they’re doing here, not only in the work situation, but across many sectors - this is bloody Centrelink -they’re putting unemployed people into doing unpaid ‘activities’, and so they put them where they don’t belong, they shouldn’t be there, they cause more harm than good, but these gung-ho dogs at Centrelink /Jobs providers, go on these power trips trying to boss around other women and trying to play God. They are just as filthy, and they make me sick, and I am fed-up with how they get away with doing it too. There was a woman that came in to the ward, that had been drugged so badly she could not speak, (Dr Menosha I bet), she was someone who was there because she ‘winges’ – like a baby, she is ‘over empathetic’ of other people, their mere attitude affects her she had been their numerous times. And so, their solution (whoever brought her in) and the non-thinking nurses, was to fill her with enough drugs to shut her up. – SO WRONG. That woman could HEAR ME, she’s not crazy at all, she might have a difficult time dealing with it, who wouldn’t. She does not have schizophrenia, the doctors in there are idiots. I can assure you, many people can hear me, (actually everyone can, they just don’t know it) but they can handle things just fine and aren’t in mental health treatment. Btw, she can hear me, if I am upset - she screams! {Someone made up a joke for me a few years ago, and that is, my scream is so loud, only the dogs can hear it! Lol}. But, it is the same thing as what a young baby does, if its mother is upset, the baby will be upset. But in my case - it really has nothing to do with me, as in I do not command her to scream, infact 9 out of 10 times, I am not even aware that person is nearby. And, those ‘types’ get things wrong all the time, interpretations and twisting’s happen frequently, some like to manipulate the situation, and ‘blame’ me for bad behaviour, or say I am upset or angry, when I am NOT – they (some of them) are extremely manipulative and evil, and use me to get what they want. It actually is the opposite of what you might think, if someone has the ability to get someone else to scream. Some of them have no common sense, I mean NONE, some of them have extreme amounts of common-sense and can figure out the difference between just a passing thought and then an intention, some can't, and jump to fearful conclusions (AliAtae, Sharon Morgen). A lot of them are ‘police’ type people, and they can’t; incredibly naive, some of them. I suggest you read my blog if you want to know more on this taboo issue. And for the privilege of reading about this particular ‘non-spoken’ topic, or talking to me about it; show me some goddamn respect. You can’t lock me up and imprison me to obtain this kind of information. It’s almost like they don’t quite understand what’s going on, due to their personal naivete; like they think something is going on here, “we just can’t work it out”, and so try to extract information from their ‘victims’ on how the world works, how different people’s minds work DIFFERENTLY. And instead of just asking, they use either manipulative coercion or brute force, plus imprisonment, bullying, intimidation, and oppression. They are purely disgusting. Shame on all of them. BTW, that woman, I later remembered was a girl from my school, in an older year, back then she had long white/blonde hair, I never paid any attention to her or any of the older girls, so I do not know if she was ‘influenced’ by me back then? I suspect she was in the same year that Wainberg girl was in, that goes by the name now which is that the same as the manager of this Ward – Katie Rogers "Kate Rogers" – more about her later, and NOT a coincidence. Possibly a whole NEGS girl dominated sector, looking for victims to pay their salaries? Talk about an unhealthy obsession, such irony. And btw, I would put money on the fact that 9 out of 10 people who came into that ward, would want one thing and one thing only and that is a sympathetic ear. It’s a little strange that the staff make it so complicated and want to come up with all of this ridiculous treatment, when all they need is a sympathetic ear. It’s basically pure laziness on behalf of mental health care, workers. They don’t want to be forced to care, and listen to all the problems that people face. And would simply prefer to put them on “treatment” which is actually just medication, to oppress them. It’s a pure disgrace. It happened in the 50s 60s 70s and it still happens today in 2020. I can’t believe nobody has woken up to how sinister mental health care workers are. All anybody wants in life is a sympathetic ear – it’s like validation for who they are. Those staff do the opposite and try to un-invalidate who they are – evil staff. I felt like with the Dr’s in there, it’s like their philosophy is “If your personality/abilities/gift/personal quirks, impedes your ability to work, therefore you must have a mental illness” (such stupidity). Illness/disease my arse. Possibly disorders can develop, (for every action there is a reaction). But NOT disease. Not to mention, I had only the clothes I was wearing, I had no toiletries, and had to be escorted to the local chemist to buy them, it was only lucky I had money in my wallet. It was also only lucky I happened to bring my phone, as I had assumed, I would be escorted home later that day (police told me I would be escorted home) I had no lip balm….they lied to me, again. Never trust a police office. While I was at the hospital, I was discussing some of the reasons why they are so strict about certain things with one of the nurses (and like why I was not allowed to floss my teeth (yuk yuk yuk)) and she said it’s because of suicidal patients. When I asked her if she actually had any suicidal patients in there, she said no. For me, this says it all -this whole facility was a total waste of money, and the other 2 patients in there were elderly, they had turned it into a nursing home, to make up numbers, so they could keep the 10 or so staff members that work there in a job. (btw, I had a piece of meat stuck in my teeth from my lunch just before I was abducted, and it remained there for 2 whole days, as there was no floss, so, what I had to do, I managed to get one of the paddle pop sticks, and bite it, kind of fashion a sharp blade edge bit on it, so I could use that to insert it in between my teeth! - the irony of the situation of me having to fashion of a sharp tool in this prison type situation, like what are they trying to turn me into?) All the staff that work there are bullies by nature, there is no exception. I would say the real attraction of why certain people work in a place like that, is because they themselves have mental issues. I want to list their names, it is only by naming names, that change can occur: Manager: Katie Rogers. (No coincidence, but my landlords name is Catie Rogers?? - She by the way came across as really the only kind of sane person that worked there, (sweet talker) although the fact that she has a whole lot of, basically, lunatics working for her, who rule the roost so to speak, is what doesn’t make sense with her, I’m figuring she must be one of those people that laughs and giggles herself off to sleep every night too. Although I feel she is weak because she allows the ‘powers that be’ to lock up INNOCENT women. Weakling.) Teresa, Annette (another blondy from Facebook who looks for victims, and inflicts pain from doing the arm band as tight as she can do it on blood level checks – which are done to patients 3 times a day) , Katherine, Zuchina, Dr Ali Alitaie, Dr Alex Mcylmont (Facebook doctor – could be a faker), Rosalind, Fred, Moses, Reggie, Dr Menosha (psychopath – wants to enforce drug taking by forced injections without patients permission – just hoping and wishing that she can force an injection on someone, her main aim, personal mission and fun, is to force a needle on someone. DISGUSTING, stupid dog, are you from the last century? She belongs in jail, btw, she looked like Jessica from Suits, and dressed the same too {I'm not responsible for hiring or firing}), Lisa, John, Karen, Shashgee, Maureen, and the safety nurse whose name I never got, (little cunt who force feeds people, another example of someone who actually does have mental health problems but working within, rather than being the patient, which she should be, same as Dr Menosha. Why should I be forced to be exposed to their inexperienced, incompetent, naive dysfunction? I am not your guinea pig you stupid little girl.) Do they have any idea the anger they inflict on someone by incarcerating them against their will? Any? And note, most of these people are female, this whole industry is run by women, not male misogynist, but female misogynist. Btw, that young disrespectful girl who instigated the force feeding, came and sat with me just before I left, like she was trying to make everything okay for herself – make nice. As if I'm going to forget what happened you stupid little dog. And no, I don't forgive you, you do not belong in the work place you clueless little girl. -Young girls seem to be worse, I guess it's their stupidity still, have not learnt yet basics…- but that one was so arrogant in her confidence, of being a bitch - she didn’t think they’d be any consequences for her, she felt totally protected and safe in her bimbo dominatrix manner. I was later told; this is because of her belief in “class”; she really feels superior to the people brought in, or in there, voluntary. I had observed this factor of most of the staff, but I guess the younger ones are less inclined to know how to hide their belief. In retrospect, I personally think she was placed in there ‘personally’ for me, to annoy me - they are CUNTS, copying Shauna. Oh, and by the way I should mention, I got the distinct feeling that one of their main aims was to get my life story, and record it. Really and truly, they wanted my whole life story omitting no details. Actually, I think that was for the sole point of being entertained, they want your life story – they don’t care about you, how could they, total strangers, but they wanted to be entertained at work with a story. They want stories at work. At the time I thought, well if they get my life story, they will be able to see more clearly, I’m a normal person, I had a wonderful happy childhood with 2 loving parents etc etc. But now in retrospect I should’ve told them where to shove it, my life is none of their business (total perverts) and anyway they only got the skimmed version - if you kidnap someone, hold them prisoner, you’re not going to get the truth or trust anyway, infact, you’re just going to get someone who wishes you to be DEAD (and you should be careful of the people you pick on, some are very wilful.) – there was a young Chinese so called Dr that suddenly appeared on day 7 just before I was released and he wanted to sit down with me and have a discussion about my dreams – what an idiot, after holding me against my will, as a prisoners for 7 days, letting my cat starve, he wants to have a sit down discussion – COMPLETE MORON and you know, I could not say what was required in this situation – like FUCK THE HELL OFF, because my goal was to leave, so I had to play these bizarre cards I was dealt – and not fall trap into their Cat and Mouse game. As I know Doctors too, can be very wilful. I want to comment: Psychologists focus on providing psychotherapy (talk therapy) to help patients, they are not Doctors. And Psychiatrists are medical doctors, who prescribe medication, diagnose illness, and manage “treatment”. So, in Assessment time at that ward, which occurred Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings (was meant to) there was no Psychologists. Infact there were no Psychologists who worked there. Only Psychiatrists whose main aim was to get as many people taking drugs as possible (mmm gee I wonder what could possibly be their motivation) also there was the inevitable feeling that those people thought themselves superior to the patient, the other motivation for them being there, feeling superior. Also, if you read my blog, if you take the time to read my blog, you’ll see that on numerous occasions, I write about the ‘dogs’ who follow me around, as in women who literally see me, and start following me, either by car or by foot - this is actually a real phenomenon. It’s been going on basically all my adult life, people have different reasons for following me, some to steal, some just looking for opportunities, some want to be nosy, and see you where I live, who I talk to, others are just completely bored and have nothing better to do. With some of these people, actually, most now a days, it’s a power thing; they don’t want me to ‘win’ in any situation, they want me to lose. And so, they know how to, not only interrupt my train of thought with distractions, but they know how to manipulate the people I’m talking to in order for me not to ‘win’. These manipulators, are the ones with mental health problems, not the other way around -you stupid little naive doctors. And you would have to ask them why they would not want me to ‘win’ in life. Someone told me it’s because they think I’m gay, (they’re discriminatory) someone else told me it’s just because I’m a woman, (and it’s all old men trying to set me up to lose (old men from the 80s, who hate women) Someone else told me it’s because I’m a Greenie! Whatever the reason, it is a result of mental health problems. It’s just for some reason, people in the mental health industry, and the police, are completely blind as bats and can’t actually see what’s going on, either that or they know perfectly well what’s going on, but it is their game, to say that’s that IT IS NOT happening at all. Either way, they would like to victimise young innocent women who have no-one ‘on side’. They truly should be ashamed, and if it were up to me, they would be incarcerated, as they have been victimising women like this for many years. (I want to mention about the power thing, some people are born to lead a certain life path, when you mess with it, like those manipulators do – you not only change my path, but you mess around with a whole lot of paths – in my opinion, you are responsible for the backwards nature of Australians). Plus, later it came to my attention that back in Gunnedah in 2016 or so, I had some difficulties with young bimbo receptionist trying to get a dr appointment – they refused to give me one, and I ended up going to the emergency at the hospital several times. but one day I walked into the clinic and demanded an appointment - I yelled at this young blonde girl, not severely and in fact, I didn’t even yell, I just raised my voice, insisting I have an appointment {I’ve mentioned before on a scale of 1 to 10, 10, being extremely angry and 1 being mildly so; when it comes to me, I would always fall into the number 1 category on those rare occasions I show annoyance. Especially back then, now, approaching 50, and after experiencing so many stupid people, I could possibly reach no 3!) but it was because this young bimbo receptionist had to look at me and my face as I was raising my voice to her, and I don’t wear makeup, and I’m not the most pleasant young and beautiful person to look at, so, it was this factor alone in my opinion (and others so I am told now), that caused her to believe that I was furious at her. For some reason she was writing the doctors report (medical records), and she added after the appointment notes, that I was agitated, and most likely had mental health problems. So it was because of this stupid bimbo, who can’t handle ugly women (or plainjanes), that possibly contributed to being locked up for seven days in the mental health asylum to determine if I was crazy or not. I can’t believe this kind of thing that can happen. Get your arse into gear government and get rid of these dogs in health and mental health industries, picking on ugly women. {Also, note, I believe it is men mostly who have the issue with ugly women, but bimbos girls like receptionists, pick up on it, and pass their dysfunction on, such is human nature amongst young women. By the way, if anyone has cause to possibly consider cosmetic plastic surgery, it would be me, but I can assure you there’s not a chance in hell I would ever consider plastic surgery. That is ridiculous. I was made exactly the way I should be for a specific reason. (Albeit, bringing into consciousness, this stupid bimbo behaviour of picking on ugly women.) My face is one of my best weapons. Anyway, my point is re being followed and harassed, if you tell one of these doctors that you’re being followed, they will immediately diagnose you mentally ill (young naive Dr Alex Mc Clymont). They have absolutely no concept of what it’s like to be a single woman and followed around by stupid dogs. NONE (Dr Alex McClymont, how could you be so stupid?) so naive about life, I’m embarrassed for their stupidity. Who the hell pays these idiots? Also, that Dr failed to attend my assessment, so I could not be released after all the blood work and tests had been done on Wednesday. A GP is required for release – he knew I should not have been there, so he just did not turn up, as then he would be wrong. I had to wait till Friday. He should not be a Dr; he is not a responsible adult. (He also gave me the finger as I was released; no idea why, we hardly spoke, guess he was just proved WRONG by me – and they are so sure, so adamant that they are right. I think that’s was one on FB who was stalking me? I put my dentist story on public group, about how I punched the dentist in the face due to an automatic reflex when he drilled into my nerve (arshole dentist), but so Dr McClymont spent at least 20 minutes doing reflex checks on my knees when I was first was admitted, I got a really sore knee and could not walk – one arshole after the other.) By the way, one of the tests that they asked me to do was a brain scan, and this is the second brain scan I’ve had in the last three year period, as when I briefly lived on Sarah Ferguson and Peter Longs place, I had several items go missing, which I would speak to them about, because I know that both of them are not innocent, nor were their adult kids, and they insisted that I was forgetting where I put everything, and insisted I go and have a brain scan to check to see whether I have Alzheimer’s - and I did, as I had to see the doctor anyway about my collapsed arch, the results came back of course, nothing wrong with me, no tangles. They also advised me nothing wrong on the second scan, so the fact that I’ve had to have two expensive brain scans, because people refuse to believe that someone is stealing from me, and would prefer to think of me as forgetful or crazy, is an absolute disgrace. FUCKING DISGUSTING - stupid humans! It is so such an obvious bullying thing that’s going on, and I’m bloody sick of being a victim of these stupid bimbo bullies. Hence my blog and I tell you, IT WORKS. Another thing that happens is force-feeding, and those nurses don’t do it by pinning patients down and shoving food down their throat, they do it with manipulation, pressure and threatening remarks. If one nurse can’t get the patient to comply, then 4 or 5 nurses will ‘chime’ in, and kind of gang up on the person(adult) to get them to comply, like a pack of dogs. It’s my experience if a person is stressed then they won’t be hungry anyway, and their digestion won’t be working properly - it’s best that they calm down before they eat with a night’s sleep -these nurses don’t seem to know about this simple fact. STUPID. Working like a pack of dogs in order to control patients who are, by the way, adults and can make their own decisions. Plus, they don’t seem to be aware of the ‘reverse psychology’ effect that happens when you tell someone what do to, especially amongst an elderly patient who is often in the reverse, so at age 80 they might think that they’re actually age seven, and if you tell them what to do, their childish instincts will come back and they think, we’ll I’m not going to do it then. So, if you just give them some free reign and let them be who they are, things will work out. (there were elderly patients in there) Why I, a MOP, (member of the public) has to spell these things out to the so-called trained professionals is very worrying. Quick mention about the food; it was quite palatable, but I do find it a little odd that the hospital doesn’t produce food that is 100% totally health-conscious food. There seems to be a total lagging in this area. Don't they listen to current medias about food? Food nutrition; what you eat is related to good health. And so, a hospital, goodness me, you should be the number one place in the world that serves “healthy food”, all the time. I mean, I enjoyed the chicken Mornay, but would definitely not classify that meal as healthy, hence why I needed my heart burn medication. (Which they withheld) I had issue with the ‘set’ meal times too, not everyone likes to get up and eat straight away…………and one of the other girls stole my good breakfast items off my tray....and on the 3rd day, I asked for some prunes – and the Manager didn’t know what I was talking about when I said was having some digestion problems, we had to have like a whole kind of back-and-forth conversation about what a prune actually is, (!) she couldn’t understand why I want prunes and how are prunes, relate to good digestion for someone in an alien new environment (!) - and finally she understood. I found this quite bizarre. How could she, the manager a supposed smart person, not know about this extremely basic thing? Her solution, she went on to tell me was “we have tablets for that”. What a joke those people are. How absurd are they? Brainwashed by pharmaceutical company. Don’t get me started on the showers either. OMG on the first morning I was there I had to wash my hair, it was a total disaster, not only was there no conditioner (I had to walk up to the chemist as a special escorted trip to get some, plus I left my diary on the chemist counter……….….) But the shower itself was kind of an exercise routine, where I had to squat, and lean against the wall, so I could put my head underneath the minuscule deformed showerhead (what were they thinking?), with the most ridiculous water pressure you could possibly imagine. But eventually, as it took ages to get all the shampoo and conditioner out of my butt length curly hair, so by the time I had finished, not only was the bathroom flooded (there was something wrong with the drain it was blocked). And after I had finished, and was dressed, outside, they check vitals daily: pulse checks/heart rate/ blood pressure, and, mine, after that rigorous shower was absolutely through the roof. The nurse said she couldn’t possibly record it because they would call the ambulance and take me up to the hospital, it was that bad, and this is purely from the major exertion I had to go through by squatting and leaning, huffing and puffing, moaning and groaning, to just simply wash my hair! Really unacceptable showerheads. Also in regards to those daily checks, in there, if you do have any health problems, like physical symptoms, then the nurses go about their business in addressing it, and it’s really weird, as someone who seldom goes to a doctor, and then even when I do, for an issue, it usually doesn’t actually get resolved. So to have these people asking you questions and paying attention to what the real problem is;it’s quite bizarre, and the doctor, at one point, implied to me, I should really talk about any health issue with them, as they can help greatly in that area, like, they know that health issues go unaddressed at your local GP. A known thing. LOL. Ofcourse I did not discuss all my health issues with them, I was too upset at being there, and not have anyone to feed my cat. I was too angry to recall all the issues I had. In retrospect, I bloody should have in regards to my back and scoliosis, as all Drs seem to just ignore the fascia problems. But ofcourse I did not know it was scoliosis causing the problem. And later I saw a documentary, well, they showed it to me, deliberately, about a older woman who was diagnosed with a terminal disease, and she was on her own life, she didn’t have any relatives or friends, and it was just her story of going to hospital and waiting there until she died. It was just kind of a matter of fact, like, this is what happens, rather than a sad tragedy. One thing she really portrayed, this woman as an actress, portrayed how bizarre it is having nurses dotting over your health, asking about all of your health concerns and how you’re feeling; when you’re a single woman, you don’t usually get looked after at all, and I know in Japan they have elderly people breaking the law deliberately, so they get sent to prison, where the prison doctors and staff look after them. A worldwide thing atm. Maybe they should put nurses in with the GP’s? And quickly something else, I have to mention it because I was pretty annoyed about it at the time, when I was there that week, that was the week we finally had drought breaking rains and I’m talking about drought that had been going on for nine years. So basically, nine years since the last heavy rains, so here finally it started to rain. BUT I couldn’t go outside when it started, or barely even hear it even on that roof there, I was locked in. I was very sad about not being able to see the rain. I have put in various complaints to various departments about mental health violations, telling them just because someone is personally angry about petty thefts, does not give anyone else the right to imprison them (talk about oppression, 2020, and such unbelievable stupidity in QLD) While I was being held against my will for those seven days in that Bundaberg mental health prison, if you were watching the news and had being paying attention, there was a story coming to light about an unknown art dealer named Glafira Rosales, who screwed a famous art house, and rich art buyers, out of just over $110 million worth of fake art over a 10yr period. She was sentenced to time served, meaning she didn’t actually serve any time in prison. So, me, who didn’t screw anyone out of anything, had to serve seven days longer than that woman who screwed people out of just over $110 million. True. Puts things into perspective, how innocent people get screwed, and the rich get away with everything. Thoughtless officer Morgan can’t get the big fish, so she picks on small people like me who are innocent. fuck her, fuck them, this country is fucked - way to inspire anger and hate Sharon Morgan. BTW, that was not the only story coming to light at that time, guess what the other one was? – COVID19. Back to my formal complaints process -The Department of health has an ombudsman, the ombudsman refused to do anything about this, stating it can only change, with change of the 2016 legislation. They failed to acknowledge the fact that the police lied to the tribunal, thus violating that 2016 mental health act in the first place. The Department of health is run by little girls who did not take me seriously, and infact where totally condescending on the phone when I spoke with one, in particular, and who took my incarceration as meaning; this person can be totally written off as crazy, and not someone you should listen too, – she was an idiot. This whole thing is little girl related; this is the main difference between men and women. A man would apply common sense here and just know this kind of “Incarceration behaviour” is unacceptable. This is a continued theme I’ve noticed throughout my life, and I am doing something about that, believe it or not but I am a feminist. Wake up Bimbos. Bundaberg hospital refused to do anything about it, they were just dismissive when I was contacted once by someone named ‘Laura’ after my complaints (it seems being held in a mental health ward instantly deeds you ‘not credible’ – they are bullies (this is how they make money, as if they’re going to do anything about any complaint ever received) More on the now lack of respect due to be labelled as “crazy” – its like they use it as an excuse to be disrespectful, dismissive and prejudice - as a direct repercussion of Sharon Morgan, and her laziness, naïveté (and stupidity), I have since had multiple businesses in Bundaberg (ones that are run by women), whispering to each other on the dog network; “ Oh she’s crazy no one will believe her if she cries theft, so we can steal from her”, by blatantly overcharging. Sharon Morgan is doing the opposite of what she’s meant to be doing, she is encouraging thievery. (And not just in the area after it happened, the whole incident follows me around.) I believe the Mental Health legislation should make sure an Independent Patients’ Rights Adviser is present on admittance (and do more to make sure the Independent Patients’ Rights Adviser is actually Independent (the one I spoke to was most defiantly not, or at any rate, she knew they would not release me the following day after admittance, and/or could not do anything about it (she refused to speak to me about it )), and written notification is given - if notification was given then this whole seven day imprisonment would’ve been avoided. (Which, still, btw, is giving me negative dreams, and just something else in life to be angry about.) I further want to complain about afterwards. I was released – my ‘treatment plan’ ended, but I have still been harassed by Gin Gin Hospital, Roz Watson and Dr Ali, who insist I see them. They both want to be ‘schmoozed’ and ‘charmed’, like I should pull out a bottle of champagne for them, and I believe they are paid if I see them, as like the hospital is paid if I go there, (go figure, no wonder) I know now, it is my right not to see either of those people ever again, so I have had to get a new phone number to avoid (I suspect it was Roz Watson) harassing me by phone?. And I now keep a padlock on the gate. I have a life, I have work, I do not disturb other people, I would appreciate not being disturbed by bullies in positions of power, btw, a hospital is for sick people, I am not sick, so leave me alone and stop wasting tax payer’s money. AND btw, that Dr, Dr Ali, is beyond belief; I just know if I said to him (or if anyone should say to him “sometimes I can hear voices”, (not that I hear voices) but he would diagnose you with a mental illness called schizophrenia; and he’ll pump you full of medication. I really can’t believe how ill-advised and naive these university graduates are – trying to fix something that is not broken. The cluelessness of those so-called university graduates is embarrassing from my viewpoint (Dr Ali ALitae – you stupid foolish old man, he has probably wrongfully diagnosed 100’s of women. Women, note, mostly women.) If you’re a woman, you should be greatly offended and threatened by these people. This Dr and Dr Menosha are truly shameless and are without morals of any kind. A government that would pay for such an asylum in today’s time of information is SICKENING and deplorable. So, after this experience I am very inclined to think the whole mental health industry is a total scam; no such thing as "mental illness". Lawyers have come up with the term schizophrenia to get guilty persons off crimes, it is a make-believe term, perpetuated by the movies – they also push “mental health medications” – they brain wash people, they have been so affective, they have whole hordes of people on medication. Infact I strongly suspect the staff in these institutes have strong ties to the marketing television/movie worlds. Actually, I'll give you a perfect example here about the confusion between "mental illness", (if indeed it is an actual thing), and simply "lazy selfish thinking". Some people, if they don't feel like they're in control of the situation, especially when they are used to being in control, then they start using manipulation by tantrum throwing, mood swings, little freak outs, even kind of 'crazy' behaviour, until they have the control that they want. It's just a tactic to manipulate the people in their lives to gain control over them. So not an illness at all, they know exactly what they're doing, apparently, some may not be fully conscious of their evil antics, (because no one has ever bothered to call them up on their bad behaviour), but it's not a mental illness AT ALL, it's just pathetic selfish bullying power tripping laziness. So why don't they close down "mental health clinics" and open up "power tripping clinics" Also, when I got home that 7th day, after finding my starving pussycat and sorting him out, I realized that the front door must have been left open for a period of time, as my bathroom was full of blowflies (quite disgusting, dozens of them flying around) {it was locked when I left}, plus my fridge had been moved slightly - and so then of course I checked my cctv – and my system had been switched off for 4 of the 7 days (can only be done at the outside power box)– I strongly suspect Sharon Morgan, searched my house without my permission, incahoots with Dr Manoosha, looking for stolen items (they did not know whether to believe me or not). I should add, when Dr Menosha was questioning me on Wednesday, some of her questions did not quite make sense at the time, but when noted my cctv was switched off on that Wednesday, they made sense, TOTAL law breaker, no regards for privacy. Also, silly me, before I left, I switched my cameras on, but unfortunatly the monitor was on, so Sharon Morgan saw all the cameras, I noted she made a sound, noting them. So, if the monitor / screen did not come on then, then I bet I would have caught her red handed going through all my stuff, illegally. Possibly my landlord may have been in cahoots? She knew about the cameras. I would say all staff knew about the search, not just Menosha. Them, and the police are disgusting, they have way too much “authoritae” - and they abuse their powers. I should mention I did not commit any crime, so, no charges in question, no murder investigation, she just didn’t like me because we had an argument on the phone the month before, so she used her powers against me, she is disgusting. Imagine what they would do if there was a murder involved or charges been laid against someone – in my opinion due to this experience, they would have no problem falsifying documents or evidence. The word of any police person cannot be taken as fact ever. BTW, I told my cat later, how sorry I was for his starvation, I told him the dogs had me – I think as a cat, he understood. SO HOW MUCH MORE VIOLATIONS DO YOU WANT? That unit has to be closed down. I want compensation for being victimised, MY time wasted / stress / spoilt food in my fridge, and animal neglect. And, of course, the stealing is real, btw (thieves are cowards who don’t want attention drawn to themselves) and I get verbally harassed by them too, which is what I’m working on at the moment via online resources. And naming the stores I visit where items are stolen from me, (Bunnings has a whole huge network of petty thieves who target young single girls - they follow them home and wait till house is vacant and then ‘help themselves to small items’ (Harvey Norman are guilty of stealing too, by way of overcharging). And, one more thing; Little birdy told me, the sisters did it, as they assume if I catch some little shit stealing from me 'red-handed', they assumed, I would most likely kill them, because they can see I am angry about the thefts. And so now, they could save me, as I could plead crazy. ABSURD (I am not a violent person, never have been, I don’t drink – I am just angry – in a controlled manner) Also, I know there are many other people working to expose the Mental Health Industry as an ignorant bully scam, (contrary to what you might hear in current medias) Actually, there is a train of thought as to why I was plucked out of thin air to experience what happens to people, so I could ‘dob’ those mental health workers in, so to speak. I advise anyone in a similar position to get the name of anyone who speaks to you posing as a doctor, first and last name, and look them up on the Register of practitioners - https://www.ahpra.gov.au/About-Ahpra/Contact-Us/Make-an-Enquiry.aspx Also, since it happened, I have been brought to attention, the revolting practice of husbands incarcerating their wives into mental asylums, and sometimes daughters. God, I can’t begin to imagine just how wrong and unjust this is, bully husbands, who don’t want to deal with their angry fed-up wives, those women, who now in their 40’s are beginning to see the worlds with way more clarity, and question things) And the authority’s side with the husband, and imprison innocent women, or fathers who have abused their daughters then call them crazy and have them locked up – JUST DISGUSTING. SHUTDOWN MENTAL HEALTH WARDS, all of them for good. I put in a complaint about 2 of the Drs at Bundaberg Mental Health Unit as they were a direct threat to my health. But really their needs to be a complaint made about all the staff that worked there. The response from AHPRA, was ‘we will forward your complaint on to the Ombudsman.’ I just really can’t believe that those bullies have the power to lock up whoever they want with no just cause and no law breaking, it is unbelievable, and if these units do not get closed down, the whole of mankind loses. These places are prisons for people who do not break the law. They are prisons for people who authorities just don’t like, and want them out of the community. They are absolutely disgraceful and barbaric. I can’t believe the general population allows them to exist. They should ALL be burnt to the ground. As yet I have not received an apology from any of my captors, nor has any of my complaints to various authorities been addressed. I hope they all get their comeuppance. 27. I have an image of the medical complaints I put in, but I will not include them. I did make them, but they were NOT addressed by the medical people . Note, there was no Dr listed registered by the name of Dr Menosha. Big sadistic faker. So, this concludes my ABOUT. I continue with LIFE STORIES - some are interesting and comical, others you will find plain tedious, but that's what happens when you stick to the truth. 28. Wainberg child (now in her 50’s) So, after you’ve read this little ‘About’; things that go on in my life, and then in the above experience in Bundaberg, you’ll notice a name pops up Cate Rogers, who is the manager of that mental health ward, as well coincidentally the name of my landlord (2 separate people). Now, I have written about it before, I thought, on this About page, but it seems to be missing; So, over the years, I’ve come to realise that a lot of these problems are caused by this person. Her name is not really Cate Rogers it’s Wainberg, she was the older sister of my friend, Rachel, (not the eldest sister in that family, the 2nd born. 2nd born (stick to 1)). I can’t even remember her first name, because I didn’t really know her that well, we interreacted briefly in North Sydney when we went on a picnic in some park, and a triathlon situation. Plus, she lived with her sister, and I was good friends with her sister, we hung a lot. Plus, their family moved to Gunnedah when Rachael was in year 10 – there were 4 of them, 4 girls, they were all new to the school. Before that they lived in South Australia. This sister lived with Rachael in North Sydney before she moved to Mackay QLD. I know she worked as a receptionists for an Architecture briefly. I also know she had an affair with a married man, and later I met that married man’s family, the wife, and their 2yr old son. She has no morals whatsoever, and had CRAP IRRISPONSIBLE PARENTS. I noticed when we were at the park that day, she was able to manipulate her little sister Rachel, in sneaky feminine ways - she thought she was magic. Basically, she manipulates her sister, and ‘has a go’ at people via her sister. I assume jealous that her sister has a friend, and she does not. As you will read over in my photo stories over the next 20 pages or so, you’ll see she pops up over the years invariably stalking me and stealing from me in different situations. She knows a lot of people, and has some same connections that I do. She’s pretty much got a screw loose. And she’s basically a little Nazi - I’m constantly calling this person who is OBSESSED with me, a Nazi; I did not know it was her harassing me at all, as she is a coward, and harasses from afar. It turns out, that, that family are actually Nazis. There was a big immigration settlement in South Australia after the war, so I’m pretty sure she’s not a practising Nazi in the literal sense, but it’s a game for her, as her ancestors were, she too wants to play Nazi. Maybe she thought I was Jewish, and she wanted to continue the persecution? Wrong, not Jewish, although I do enjoy a good brisket, thank you! So, not Jewish and not Nazi. Infact, I don’t identify with any human ‘gang’. I stand on my own, always. Strong like bull. And HAY! Special message for not only this dog, but ALL dogs; Hay! It’s none of your business what I am doing right now. {Such a waste all of those Nazi killings; they could've done such good, imagine a world with no dogs? Such bliss….. Picking on the Jews- what were they thinking?}. A clear cut case of blonde nazis feeling inferior when standing next to a Jew, the “genteel race”. There was a lot of mistaking (and still is), "not fighting" with being weak. It's exactly the same as an incident I recall in my youth, in regards to my parents, with dad sitting at the table having had too many beers watching the footy, and wanting to pick a fight with mum, and mum seeing the situation for what it was, resisting the temptation, and standing strong, to keep the peace at the Sunday family lunch. Nazis, got it all wrong – it’s the opposite, some even believing not weakness, but stupidity – just keep reading my blog, and all the problems I have with blonde women, you can form your own opinion. So that girl, I will refer to her as Wainberg, as for some weird reason I still cannot remember her name – so strange, usually I have little birdy who tells me everything. This very fact about her name, created the first alarm bells I had about her. Possibly she being one of the little birdies, and she does not want me to remember her name. Wainberg, ends up being my landlord in 2019, she roped some pervert (stalked me in Sydney when I was 18) she knew into building her house in exchange for favours. Actually, it was a really good house, open plan, simple. A few little problems…. And so, over those 3 yrs there, plus another year at my new address, I slowly realise who she is, her fake name, and all the problems she has caused, her part in the overall big picture of the complete unforgivable frustration and extreme anger of my life, that I feel due to being followed and harassed everywhere I go, and of course – the thefts. She is a spoilt little self-entitled brat. Stoopid little blonde bitch. You know all my life I thought pretty much no difference between blondes and brunettes – until my realization of the actions of this stupid woman, now in her 50’s. My whole perception of a blonde has changed. Really – there is such a thing, as “stupid blondes”. {One person, or perhaps, many, implied the whole stupid nazi war from 1939—1945 is a direct result of blonde stupidity. Well now I believe it. Wainberg: you are revolting stupid woman, and the whole world would be a better place without you in it. You are the epitome of a stupid blonde. You have major disrespectful control power tripping issues, and you use everyone around you for your own personal selfish satisfaction, including your son. Why do I have to work out all her psychological problems?? I believe it took 2 years of me living there and writing this blog, in extreme detail, for her to realize the results of her selfish plain evil actions. Then another 2 years for me to realize why she was SO obsessed with me, and I think it was due to 2 REASONS, no 1, she is DOG and can hear me. No 2, Centrelink. As back in that time at North Sydney, was when I was studying fulltime at Hornsby, I was refused Aus study by Centrelink – the stupid cunt of woman behind the desk would not even give me an application form to fill out – so I would have been eligible to receive, they just REFUSED to give it to me. So, I would have told my friend Rachael this, who in turn would have told her sister, {or maybe she overheard our conversation?}, so her sister thinking I was refused Austudy, because I was rich, and not because the girl behind the desk was a total bitch - I am not sure what her problem was, but she SHOULD BE SHOT. Or perhaps Wainberg heard that about me, and was ‘dishevelled’ somewhat, as she, is actually rich, her father was a doctor, they are extremely well paid. Maybe it was a little bit of “I’m richer than you” – like a spoiled brat response? Who knows? So, big picture here though, all problems get traced back to a stupid woman at Centrelink. What do I have to say about her – YOU STUPID CUNT; I AM GOING TO COME BACK AND HAUNT YOU FOR ALL ETERNTITY just like that blond stupid bimbo Wainberg, has haunted me for the past 30 years stealing from me. WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE telling me NO, to something I was entitled to? The stupidity of woman who work at Centrelink never ceases to amaze me. Anyway, I go on to further explain other situations and people involving Wainberg; read “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, and “Bike stealing in Boganville Australia” . I just remembered something in Jan 2024, I have not seen my friend Rachel Wainberg since I was studying my Fashion course - some 30 years ago now. But when we did hang out, I remember experimenting with hair colour (thanks to dogs on Pinterest and YouTube – for reminding of this story!) so Rachael said I had to first put hydrogen peroxide in my hair, if I wanted to dye it pink, which I did – just the front section!! Although there was no pink left in the store, so I got purple instead. I had no hair dyeing experience or knowledge, so I thought it was a good thing Rachael was there. So, I had this hydrogen peroxide in my hair - and when it was time to rinse, Rachael was trying to fuck it up, and get me leave it in for as long as possible so my hair would fall out – lucky I rinsed it just in time, to hell with her directions anymore. So, now, I see; she's a totally fucked up person too. And this would explain why I'm no longer friends with her. Her whole family must consist of just revolting little girls (with absent father and bimbo mother). You're not welcome in my life. - I only have friends who are nice! Btw, the bimbo mother had 4 girls – all blonde. I remember the father, I met him once, he was near albino. Apparently he was a Doctor. I am beginning to think everything I knew about that family was a lie. And talk about another perfect example of 3 too many. Stop inflicting your family dysfunction on me. {If you ever meet anyone from a family with 4 female siblings – RUN} In 2025 on Prime Video, I'm watching a mini series called The Better Sister and guess who it is about, they had an actress they said her name was Elizabeth Banks, and she was made up to look exactly like Weinberg girl, back when I was 20, I mean spitting image. I don't believe the story on the whole was about them, but she definitely was a bad sister. I don't know why they do things like that? But they do it regularly, no doubt they're probably trying to save her, trying to blame the problems on somebody else, some imaginary guy, which is a very common thing, maybe they're just trying to accuse me of being crazy so they can save her? Accuse me all you want television industry, but she's a bloody stalking thieving dog and she belongs in jail as far as I'm concerned. They also did a sideline, about how ‘my money’, is going to go to somebody else in a wheelchair. 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Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. LIFE STORIES P1 View this spring 2017 from kitchen window I love My Garden I Love My Grden June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Backyard flying trapeze set up to teach kids how to fly through life 3. June 1982, Bones & Biemans at Holwood, Piallaway, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This is the house at Piallaway near Gunnedah, New South Wales, Australia, where I had my childhood. I absolutely loved this house and growing up on the farm (“Holwood”) We moved here from Tamworth, where we had our family house at Limbri, on the market, and we stayed in this Holwood house until that Limbri house sold -which was 5 years! 5 years, can you believe it - no one wanted to live on acreage at that point! And we rented this house from a wonderful family who lived next door across the paddocks, at “Clifton”. We were often over at their place playing with their kids and swimming in their salt water pool. They had horses! Occasionally the farmer would slaughter a beast and give our family plenty of cuts- can you believe that? What a landlord, they don’t make them like that anymore!! While we were living on that farm, in Australia we still had cracker night. A time when you lit a big bonfire, and set off fireworks. You could buy them at the local shops, the newsagency sold them if I recall, it was a long time ago. Apparently, too many careless Australian bogans were setting off firecrackers and injuring themselves, and so they ban it. But, it was awesome, every year for a couple of weeks prior, the farmer landlord would collect logs and branches with his tractor and pile them at least 4m high, in a big bonfire. (Now I've definitely written this story before goodness knows what happened to it - not on my PC). I loved watching all the fireworks go off, dad and Prue would buy heaps, my favourite was the little parachute one; after it went off, it dropped a parachute, and we'd all race and get the parachute.... Such happy memories. Oh and the sparklers, weren't they fun! Too bad about the careless Bogans, they ruin everything. In this photo our cousins were staying (the Bones), that’s me in the red parker standing next to dad. My room was on the very corner of the house, you can see my double doors on the veranda in the photo. By the way, both my parents were from Sydney. I was born in Sydney, at mum‘s hospital where she worked as a nurse, Sydney Royal North Shore Hospital. When I was 2yrs old, mum decided that she wanted to raise her family in the ‘clean country air’. Dad got a job with the Department of Education and so we packed up and moved to Limbri. When I was seven mum had met a lot of friends who were actually from Gunnedah, the next town over from Tamworth, so she asked dad to put in a transfer to move to Gunnedah Dep of Agriculture, he was successful, and we packed up and moved to Gunnedah, where they stayed for the remainder of their life, living happily, ever after so to speak. They both loved Gunnedah. 5. A childhood most people would kill for (and photo of Dad’s 1970’s Morris Mini Moke!) I didn’t know it at the time but I had a childhood that some people would kill for. Having a happy and carefree childhood, with both loving parents (yin/yang) sets you up for the rest of your life, in a positive mindset and with inner assurance, happiness and confidence. (Unfortunately, I had 3 or 4 rotten teachers along the way [home school is the way to go]) but all in all, the happy childhood shines through, to get you through life‘s trials and tribulations. There is a slight trade-off, of having a happy childhood; there’s a certain personality type who didn’t have a happy childhood, and, or, who had a power tripping father; and who can recognise it in you, and they immediately hate you, they hate seeing anyone happy or confident. They have chips on their shoulder. (Those people also hate seeing a pet well cared for too, it is instant subconscious jealousy). Men in particular have a problem with confident women, whereas I find a lot of women hate other women who are happy, especially if they’re not married. I’ve mentioned before that one thing that is needed to keep a marriage going well, is an effort to show respect towards your partner, I feel it’s the same with children too - we all had quite a lot of respect in our family, my parents were respectful towards me, for the most part, and vice versa. I will give you an example here, I’m pretty sure I’ve already written about this but it was deleted, so I’m writing it again. My dad used to collect our mail every day after he finished work from the letterbox at the front of the house, no one else really paid any attention to the mail (no such thing as online shopping back then) But if any of us did receive a letter, on the rare occasion, then dad would seek us out and personally hand-deliver the letter to us. I just thought this was normal behaviour, but as I have since lived in various situations and locations, and have come across various people, I have realised that this is an area where there is a fundamental lack of respect within families. Often one person dominates the family and opens any mail to anyone addressed within the household. GUESS WHAT if it’s not addressed to you then you shouldn’t be opening it, regardless of who you are, and by the way, it is actually a crime to open somebody else’s mail, this includes within the family, obviously unless you’re a carer for an incapacitated person. But more to the point it is just disrespectful and unempowering. This area also crosses over to phone messages, taking phone messages, and giving phone messages. I’ve noticed there are some people who just don’t know how to do this basic courtesy, and it all comes down to a lack of respect for somebody else, because they haven’t learnt how to be respectful in their family growing up. I guess lack of empathy too. Back to our family, Dad always cleaned up after himself too, but I don’t think I ever saw him with a vacuum, the traditional role of housewife and bread maker, prevailed, but he never left mess for her, and often cleaned the kitchen; as I wrote before (actually I think it was stolen, but, every night after mum cooked the family meal, he would do the washing up, even when I started to learn to cook, and left huge messes in the kitchen, he would still clean the kitchen up (what a dad!) – we all gave him the nickname of the dick-washer! (His name was a Richard, but everyone called him Dick! He liked doing it, as he could spend a couple of hrs every night on his own, and swoosh back half a bottle of wine. And honesty was big, there were no lies, no one had any need to lie, ever. I’ve actually been told most women were jealous of my father. I can only suppose it was because, you know, back in his day, in the 50s, he was a swing dancer, master of the Lindy hop!! Lol, plus, you know, he never ‘hooned’ while driving, not even a little bit at the lights when they change, very responsible. You know, he took out health insurance for the whole family (only since none of us were sickly it was never used, although, even after all the kids left home, and they were no longer listed on the health plan, dad kept it for himself and mum, but when dad got sick (pancreatic cancer in his early 70’s) - do you think the health provider took care of him? After what, 50yrs of paying regular health insurance, they did NOT look after him, it was not for a couple of weeks of waiting around in pain in Sydney, when finally, one of the nurses noted he had private health insurance, so then he was taken and operated on, with an operation extending his life, giving him another 6mnths or so to live (pancreatic cancer is fatal). Anyway, back to my father hero story, as I’m old and wise now I know a lot of men aren’t like this at all, they’re bullies who don’t know how to live and be happy and raise a child. I hate those fathers because it is their daughters that I encounter on a daily basis and that I have to take to combat because of their dysfunction. So, shape up Australian parents, you’ve got a long way to go. All the siblings have grown up and gone their separate ways - and have been somewhat disappointing in my opinion. I’m not sure how we can be so different but perhaps it was schooling, we each went to a different secondary school. I recall my sister being given a choice when she was 10, if she wanted to go to the same boarding school as me, she said, she noted a change in me, for the worse, and so DID NOT want to go to that school!! So, she went to the local Catholic school. {I believe I did change too; I went from a happy loving environment into a bitch environment; not good for anyone let alone 11-year-old little girl}. Then after Daniel had some difficulties at Tas, he did his final 2 yrs at the local high school where he was much happier, (mum and dad installed a small punching bag and a big boxing bag for him, so he too could learn to fight – I tell you, fairytale childhoods!) so Tomas followed suit at the local high school too. We have different morals and values. Some items were stolen when they were around, if it wasn’t them, it was someone trying to make it look like them. (Never underestimates DOGS) But I know they’re certainly very disrespectful towards me, they cannot handle the fact that I’m not married and like them (a common theme in Australia, everyone wants to be the same as everyone else). Well not me! And they certainly can’t handle the dogs that follow me around. When Daniel and Sherry got married, I was deliberatley excluded from wedding cake, and Daniels, big boob wife gave me dog soap for xmas - I do not have a dog. I will NOT be playing that role – (same as mum). I no longer have bullies in my life. Good riddance. But , I guess I shouldn't be too disappointed, as I know what they're were like. I'll give you a little example; when I was young, we were all down at the beach one Christmas holidays, all the family, we had Lilo's that year, and all the kids were out on these lilos, at least 3, maybe 4…we kind of put them together to make a bit of a raft and we're having fun jumping off into the water….. so suddenly there was this commotion on the beach, we saw the surf life savers buggy hooning down the beach (the beach was very long, at least 1km down to our end), the guys in the buggy were waving us in, and shouting. We were a long way out, I didn't hear what they were shouting, but my cousin I think it was him, said “shark shark, there’s a shark!” So then suddenly everyone jumped off the lilos and started swimming hell for leather, - leaving me stuck with all the lilos!! So, I had to swim in, somehow managing to pull behind me, infront of me and alongside all the lilos!! I went as fast as I could, but, I am not so sure there was a shark – I did not see a shark, and I know what those surfies are like, hooning down the beach in their buggy is fun for them. Well, at any rate it was a kind of lesson: your family will leave you for dead in an emergency situation, they cannot be relied on {pretty much has been proven to be true}. I’m always on my own, and I’m more than capable enough to handle everything. I found in my 30’s, back at Gunnedah, my sisters main aim was to play sides with everyone I encounted, and now, stupid dogs from TV, copy her, like popular American celebs who (don’t they have anything better to concern themselves with, other than my family and I). After dad died it was a bit of a case of ‘when the cats away the mice will play’. I certainly don’t want anything to do with them, it’s better for my health, not only my mental health, but physical health, you know when a sibling wants something they can be very wilful, even if they want you gone. Although mine are far more easily manipulated by other dogs who want to play sides too. Btw, all my siblings are considered ‘fully functioning’ and are “comfortable”, so when you read my blog and you see the photo of this Mini Moke , which represents ‘fun and freedom’ from the 70s, don’t get the wrong idea about my parents; parenting without an Ironfist, is the only way to parent as far as I am concerned. It’s just I am a little different than most, and society is not yet quite fully equipped for me. At least I have fond happy childhood memories of everyone. I remember the last Christmas we were all together, quite some time ago when dad was still alive and he paid for all the food. I specifically remember it because, as per usual I was doing all the cooking, and that year would've been the hottest day that I was aware of, I checked the temperature gauge, it was 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was 44°C - in the shade. VERY HOT DAY. My feet had swollen up from the heat so much so, that I could no longer wear my shoes, so I had been in the kitchen cooking with no shoes, by the end of that day I was in some pain, and that was the end for me, of any more hot Christmas lunches with the hot ovens going. {Albeit, I do remember the food that year was delicious!} The photo next to that one is another shot of the 6. Holwood house near Currabubula, with the car! Ford Falcon , the trusted family car. In 1983 dad won the lottery on the scratchies, (!!) what did he do; bought a ford falcon, and sent me to private boarding school. We rocked up to my school in that car, - not that I really was paying too much attention then, but later, so it seems, (I have the gift of seeing now what I couldn’t see back then) - then, I wasn’t into cars in anyway, nor was I into the monetary value of such things, but apparently some young 11yr old girls are (I hate to think what their family life was like, yuk and superficial). So those few year 7 girls noticed my car and assumed our family was really poor, (!) and I was there on some sort of charity case. Most of the cars that were parked in that year 7 carpark on the first day were Volvos, Mercedes, and new modern cars, none of them certainly had any dust on them from driving on muddy dirty roads like ours! (even though it was a school full of famers daughters!). Farmers had ‘town cars’. By the way, I enrolled to go horse riding, and spent 4 years horse riding, each term, I felt I was lucky to do this, although the cost of it wasn’t that great in my opinion, if I recall, about $120 a term and there were 3 terms a year. (Owning a horse would have worked out to be far greater) And I could really do as much horse riding as I wished after school and on the weekends, - I got my bang for my buck! And anyway, I put it down to my parents being able to afford horse riding, because they didn’t waste money on expensive cars. A lot of girls with expensive cars couldn’t afford to go horse riding, and were jealous. (I’m from a family who has common sense, well at least dad did anyway, that’s where I get it from!! Mum – 4 kids, actually she wanted 5 – total nutter!! I actually believe that fact that they could send me away was a bit of a relief for mum, as it was one less to look after, not that she would have agreed. But, as a sidebar, if it were not for mums 4th born, our family house would’ve burnt down back in 1986! You see when Tomas was born, as there was such a large gap between him and everyone else, everyone just loved him, everyone thought he was the cutest little toddler ever, he used to make everyone laugh with joy! He really had ‘carte blanche’, and did whatever he pleased - for example, mum had a rule that at dinner times, everyone was to sit at the kitchen table for the whole duration of the meal until everyone had finished – ‘family time’, she was really strict about it. But Tomas, well, this rule seemed not to apply to him, he could wander around and do as he felt needed! I guess in retrospect he may have been a little brat! Actually, I don't remember him being a brat when he was young - too cute, but when he was older, 18, he definitely was! Rude and disrespectful in my opinion! And, I am aware that this ‘carte blanche’ can cause mental health problems in some people when they're older, because they never learnt discipline, and how, not to “have their own way” all the time, when they were young. So, they were never given the chance to throw that tantrum when they were 2yrs old, as parents never wanted to see them cry. So, anyway, this one night he had wandered off, and he returned back to me at the table, and took my hand and said “come e-lily, come” (he could not yet pronounce Emily). He insisted, but as, I had not been giving the gift of ‘carte blanche’ I was somewhat reluctant, but he persisted. He took me into the living room that had a fire blazing, “look” he said “pretty e-lily, pretty” - and there I saw, a HUGE burning blazing red ember log, had rolled out onto mums thick woollen handmade rug below the fireplace and was smouldering away in that wool, getting ready to burn the whole timber federation house down. Tomas, must have remembered and knew about my loud scream, thus I suspect why I was chosen – not to mention the prettiness! I do like pretty things! And soon after my scream, dad was there to rescue the house and put the log back. I should mention that rug, was one of those long shag pile rugs that you make with a latch Hook and place each individual length of 12cm long wool yarn into the base rug. We would all tease mum about making it, because the rug was about 4m x 5m, and we didn't think there was any chance she would get it finished, and she used to give us each a latch Hook and ask us to help her! After about 40cm across, she realised it was too big, so she gave up and folded the unfinished rug bit under the part that was done, and put it in front of the fireplace! Lol. Also it would've been probably a few weeks before this incident, when I was going through a ‘Can-Can’ phase, I might've been 12 or 13, I can't exactly remember my age, but I was doing the Can-Can in the kitchen, I was seeing how high I could get my leg, and I got it so high, that I fell straight down on my butt, it bloody hurt, I let out a huge scream, and little Tomas was in the next room, and he would have heard just exactly how loud my screen is Lol! Actually, here's a good spot to mention; in our family, everyone was involved with their own situation, as in, their own individual lives, everyone was busy, and we all had friends, and a lot of ‘life’, going on outside the family unit. So, no one was really too preoccupied at any time, with what somebody else was doing. I mentioned that, because it seems that there are many people who don't know what this is like, they seem to be so far removed from themselves, that they can only concern themselves with what other people are doing. So, for those people that form obsessions with other people, (unhealthy obsessions), I blame their parents for not encouraging them to be active and involved in the community as kids. This is where all the leeches were! 7. The Leech Story - the above photo shows where t he leeches were! Cockburn River at Limbri - such happy memories of picnicking, well barbecuing, b y the river, as a young family. The house was about 500m up the road from that spot. I want to share a little story, as recently I was trapped by certain bullies of society and this story is for them. When I was a little girl I was fortunate enough to live on a farm that had a river running alongside it. One weekend we were down there as a family swimming -the thing with this river, is there were giant leeches all along the shoreline, and you had to swim out to where it was flowing quite fast if you didn’t want to get eaten by leeches. And me, being a little girl, wasn’t too pleased with this arrangement and one time when everyone was out the middle of the river swimming and I was still on the shoreline, I saw 2 of these huge big fat leeches (there about 12cm long) and so I kind of trapped them by building a little circle out of rocks and dirt, they couldn’t get out, they were just swimming round and round. So we left and that was the end of that, it was a distant memory, only some years later at school, on an outward bound excursion, we had been walking quite a lot, and we found ourselves sitting down in the forest resting, and all of a sudden this huge giant leach jumped onto the crotch of my jeans and was wriggling about in a very menacing manner - all the girls screamed, including me. Lucky one levelheaded girl emerged and removed it for me. So I believe this leach ‘leached’ onto me purely as a result of trapping those two leeches many years before. Such is life and the way it works. Watch out SM. The photo next to that is our Bieman family from 1988, we were in Sydney on holidays staying with Grandma Bieman; 8. Bieman Family 1988 with Story to try and Tackle ‘Quality Inhibited’ parenting in Australia The older I get, the more I figure how naive my family, and most families are, about certain fundamentals. (As savvy as my parents were). Countless times I’ve observed parents (actually not thinking of mine here) berating their child to me, because they might be embarrassed about them in front of someone else, and by berating, I mean, putting down, implying that their child is stupid or inadequate, and hopeless, behind the child’s back. They do it in the hopes that the other person (me) doesn’t think this, before they say so. This comes from a place of fear, basically their own personal fears of inadequacies (which they probably are anyway), and so this is inevitably projected onto their child. This is really wrong, I can’t believe so many Australian parents do it. Have some family pride, learn pride, teach pride to your kids. You have to try and raise kids that aren’t hopeless, that’s your aim as a parent. It’s your job to do so. Also, the importance of discussions (and I am thinking of my family here), discussions with your kids about ‘bad’ things that happen in life, is important – if it happened to you, chances are, it will happen to 1 of your kids, that’s how it works. Encourage discussions. If you get an opportunity to tell your child an ’honest-truth’, take it, relish it. Lying does not protect your child, get gritty and grimy. Also discuss money, how much money the family is earning, talk about the family budget, really teach kids about money from an early age, and personal finances, private family money matters, and why they can’t spend money on toys all the time, or talk about finances to their friends. Friend jealousy. One more family thing: just a thought, parents who raise their kids to be sent away, out of their childhood community, lose in my opinion. As there is more of a chance that launching their career within the community where they were raised, will result in happier souls with a sense of place and community. My parents sent 2 of my siblings off for 12 months on exchange in high school, one went to Finland the other went to Canada, and well, neither of them had anything negative to say about the experience, but I personally believe it’s not a good idea to send your child away anywhere - a child needs its family for various reasons one of those reasons is protection against unseen forces. The metaphysical world. The world that you can sometimes see portrayed in the art world. Those real human ‘forces’ can see someone that doesn’t have their family support around them, and will go on the passive aggressive attack, just because they can. I know as an adult I have experienced such situations, so I know the importance of keeping your child protected. Some people believe this is a religious thing, like if the child is “confirmed” then he she will be protected anyway. And, having now witnessed many different family situations. I can’t tell you how fortunate it was as a child, to not have a broken family, to have stability and not have people coming and going all the time, knowing that when I got home from school, mum would be there getting dinner underway, and dad would be home later. That kind of security I had growing up, enables a strong sense of self, and inner assurance. Also, if someone is attacking you (not a family member) but a bully, if they’re slandering you, telling you you’re crazy and or stupid, whatever, they are not only having a go at you, but they are having a go at your whole family, as you’re all related with the same DNA, you think similarly. My family and many families I’ve met, don’t get the whole concept of ‘you’re from the same place, therefore you’re on the same side, and you have to stick together, have one another’s back so to speak, in order to win FAIRLY in life. (Same with a childless couple - you’re on the same side). I put FAIRLY in capital letters, as unfortunatly I have seen many people try to win unfairly. Stupid thieves. Anyway, I’ve come to the conclusion that if you don’t get this, you’re UNWISE, and you need to rethink your whole thought process. Note in the photo in the bottom right corner, there, lying on the grass is a Listerine bottle, I had to laugh when I saw it – Dad used to rinse his mouth every day with Listerine, he never had to go to the dentist ever!! So much a part of daily life, it somehow got caught in the shot!!! Dad btw, worked as an accountant for the big mental institution in Sydney near Balmain (not sure of exact time, but probably around the 1960s) At the time he was there, there was a big political uproar as stories were coming to light of all of the atrocities and abuse of power that goes on in institutions, particularly a mental health one. {Its ALL about punishment (and still is – the Australian police cannot lock me up so the give me fake speeding tickets 3x$500 – punishment for “name calling” – idiots.)}. So, dad was the inadvertent fly on the wall – NOT a spy or informant. The Institute was closed down and my father found a job in the Department of Education, and then a few years later the Department of Agriculture. It's a little ironic, and reassuring that dad played a somewhat small but important role in the closing down of those disgusting mental health institutions. Our family just doesn't like them: they are cruel and unfair. Lol. And ha ha corrupt power tripping police in Queensland. I wanted to mention dad, because I've had major problems with people stealing from me as you know from reading this blog, and one thing I've noticed, these girls think that I'm really rich, "I'm repeatedly hearing it, especially between 2020 and 2023, and before at Rangari "oh you’re really rich" it's like a dog call, those bimbos on television the ones on Netflix who steal from me I believe, it's one of the main reasons they steal from me without any qualms, they think rich people deserve to be stolen from, since the bimbo dogs are poor, (obviously they're stupid). And it's a little bizarre why they would think I am rich, since I haven't been working full-time since 1999 (if you don't work you don't have any money - der fred!). So, then I thought these stupid dogs maybe thought dad was really rich? So, I want to mention what dad did for a living; he had a government job as an accountant. He was not a business tycoon. Lol. He used to collect stamps. He became the manager of his division after 20 years or so. He died with 1 house that still had a mortgage. The last photo across that row shows a 'roof' shot of my much loved front yard at Rangari, in 2017, with my HUGE vege patch and Fruit Tree strips; 9. Stolen Garden So, the farm where I had been living for 10 years, was tragically sold by my landlord, David and Brenda Heywood, to my neighbour Steve and Sophie Carter, who already owned a large station at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW. And I was asked to leave, as Sophie (formerly Sophie Powell – starting to see yet? - Well actually, no you probably can’t see - I’ve only just remembered that Sophie‘s maiden name is Powell (2021), she, and Charlotte Powell, and Amy Powell, would all be related. And Amy Powell was in my year, and if you read my “school bully” story, Amy has a starring role. I’m not going to repeat what I wrote, but to cut a long story short, the bullying had nothing to do with me. I didn’t know anything about the bullying that was going on. But Amy must have, I’m thinking, has gone and whinged to her older relatives Sophie and Charlotte, about me, and they possibly have been responsible for a lot of harassment, that I have encountered. I mean, I have no idea actually what Charlotte Powell looks like, and I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t of even known what Sophie Powell looked like had not seen her on that day when she came by and told me that she could fit a family in my house, (not that she had a family lined up) so there’s probably a whole heap of other revolting situations that this family has inflicted, that I do not know about - looks to me they are a whole bullying family. And I guess the only thing I have to say here is; get screwed, get a life, leave me the hell alone, you little dogs. (It was only a letter get a grip wussies, written by a little girl in yr 7, and involved mere name-calling, who cares, why would you follow someone around and hate on them for thinking they did it? You are ALL nuts) Anyway, back to the story; so, Sophie, said they wanted to put family in the house, (what a naive attitude, she is a blonde, a fake blonde) and Steve said he wanted a farmhand to live there. (The real reason was pure Shameful Australian Gardening Jealousy - There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I had little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, my weight, even the way I speak. And they try to sabotage, (women are jealous of everything - they are disgusting) They also try to sabotage my fabric designs, and any other item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a “Gold Star Dog” problem, that is taught by primary school teachers who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely STUPID. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) - Related: This is what happens in my life: every time I walk in front of a crowded open street café, I would have some girl yell out in an abusive aggressive insulting manner at me, this happens every single time I walk past a café, every time, no matter what part of Australia – even in the café at Bunnings – just minding my own business shopping, walking past the café - DOGS !! Oh, I had some dog in Hollywood,(2025) try to tell me that it was just women laughing, as women do in a restaurant situation. And that I was, you know, reacting in a ‘mentally unhealthy’ way. So fuck you - you stupid dog. This is not the case at all, and who the hell do you think you are? If I say I have some girl yelling out at me in an “abusive and aggressive manner” then that's what happened. Take your “trying to save the stupid dogs” - embarrassing and shameful narcissism and shove it up your arse. And yes, for many years, you have been WRONG. At one point you will have to admit it. (stupids). Anyway, I was devastated, (still am several yrs later) as I had planted 1000’s of trees, shrubs, herbs, veges and fruit trees, possibly 10’s of 1000’s, I found a real passion for nature, especially the native flowers. I had planted so many native plants, that I was able to collect the seed and sell it online as a business “Farm Plants and Seeds” (today, if I were still there, I would be rich! all my hard work brought to fruition, there is a huge demand, especially for edible plants, covid19 times, everyone has cash to spend on gardening. I also put solar panels on the roof and built an above ground lap pool to sort out my 3 slipped discs in my back (not to mention exercise) And, not to mention the chook yard, sheds, fences, fruit fly tunnels, shade house, landscaping, etc., etc. I mean, I buried 3 of my cats under 3 orange trees. Just many hrs of hard work that was only possible for a genuine love of the land. (Btw, after I was asked to leave by David and Brenda, David told me, that he had tried to give me ‘hints’ that I would have to leave, as obviously if I had of known, I would not have spent $38000 on a pool and solar panels – David was still yet 15yrs away from retirement age, I did not know he was going to sell to Carters in 2018, and I did not know that he knew the Carters would want my house vacant. –I’m thinking to myself “what bloody hints?” what an idiot giving me “hints” YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. YOU HAVE TO ACTUALLY SAY IT. I truly can’t believe how unthinking people are! So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food /good health has been stolen out of pure jealousy. So, in this little story, I am trying portray how angry I was back then, about being thrown out, and still somewhat are. All those people involved in my ‘casting out’ of Gunnedah ought to be truly ashamed of yourselves, and bad things will happen to you, you’d better be prepared. BTW, I watched Steve Carter, as he suddenly kept coming around to my house, this was before he purchased the farm, before I knew he was going to purchase it (but he knew) - and he knew deep down (somewhere in that brain of his), he could not just kick someone out of their home, so I watched him come up with all sorts of reasons why he should, picking fights with me over nothing. I listened to jealous dogs manipulate him, assuming the worst…...Olivia Newton-John, Maggie Bear and Bette Midler had something to do with the brainwashing too. Aswell as the show ‘Insight’ – For some reason I had dogs on SBS, they got all the farmers wives in Gunnedah to hurtle abuse at me, not really sure what the point was. I’m guessing jealousy, (that is the typical underlying issue that concerns other women when it comes to me); about where I was living, I struck gold. That women who hosts, is quite nice, a female with commonsense, but easily manipulated same as everyone else. I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Dogs brain washing Steve Carter. Stupid fucking dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid fucking women, so fucking hopeless I can’t believe it. I have come to the realization that it was Jessica White, responsible for that SBS thing, she is friends with some of the girls I saw on that show. Jessica is the one who helped turn my tooth black, along with Gina Burn - trying to convince people I was on drugs – Major bullying going on in Gunnedah. Btw, I do not really know Jessica White, I don’t believe we spoke ever at school, nor Gina Burn? Both their sisters were in my year, neither were enemies in any way. Stupid dogs. But I do feel there was a most deliberate push to get me kicked out of my home there at Rangari. Stupid dogs, how dare they not even ask me what I wanted. Stupid women, so fucking evil, I can’t believe it. So, Steve Carter reckons he was making all the decisions! Ha! The only positive part of my eviction was that I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is a typical power tripping bully misogynist (that whole family is, and I have a NO BULLIES rule in my life, even though after I received the 3mnths notice letter from Heywood’s, I phoned Steve Carter to see if I could stay; all that work I had done, I was not about to give it up – I told him I was an excellent tenant who always paid my rent on due date, but he said no) I guess living somewhere slightly warmer is better too, because of my virus situation. Plus, I could leave the petty thievers behind -or so I thought, they are still stealing from me up here in QLD too (retailers follow me home). There was a mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, I am pretty sure the sales girl was incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman, - my family is fucked too) whenever there is a girl at the shop, I get ripped off by that shop. (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) I should mention – that ‘girl’ factor, that still happens now in 2021 at Gin Gin, if the ‘girl’ is there then they will not fix my sewing machine (had to throw it out ($1000 worth) will not treat me at the Dr’s (literally have to go elsewhere), heaps, 100’s now, of other examples I could mention. I do not know this evil girl – I do not know how those bimbo shop owners/receptionists could allow some evil girl in, to dictate what customers they can or cannot have? That girl needs to be severely fined. I think that girl must be from TV industry – those people are worshipped. And whenever I try to leave a review and mention this stupid blonde bimbo who has been “placed” in the shop to try and steal from me; my reviews get rejected from Google Maps. For some reason, staff on Google Maps do not want to admit that there is literally a blonde bimbo following me around stealing from me, they think it's “crazy”. I can assure you this stupid blonde bimbo is very very real (and yes, it is always a blonde – but not always the same one. The dogs are doing a “blonde” thing. They think they are funny. I'm trying to do something about their bullying ways, but Google are trying to pretend a part of life doesn't happen. (Could be organized by Google?? IT nerd problem?? – this would be something stupid they would do. "We want to talk about stupid blondes"} Admin people on Google Maps; you are stupid. {Apparently the one Google staff who is obsessed with me and deleting all my reviews, even if I create a different account, is black a “black bitch” I was in informed – yeeeah I’m sure.} I was also informed, they "insert" thieving stupid blondes, because they want me to "live in fear". Well you stupid little blondes, your plan has backfired. And how typical of a stupid blonde to come up with such a cockaninnie plan: you are stupid, you are thieves: go fuck yourselves. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. 10 Years of gardening in my Garden at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW 11. I spent a lot of time horseriding in my youth, I loved it. This is a photo of me on a horse at a riding school (if you could call it that) in Tamworth near Kootingal. It was more like ‘grab a horse and let’s go for a ride in the mountains’ !! it was great fun- that riding school knew how to live life. I miss riding. 12. Travelled twice in 30yrs - Travel sickness So basically, in the past 30 years I’ve only travelled twice, once to Port Douglas for my brother’s wedding, and once to Sydney, and both those times I got sick, and both of those times I believe it was a deliberate attack on me. In Cairns it was a girl outside my Thala hotel room where the air con was – pacing up and down for hrs, very suspicious {such stupidity outside?}. The other was in Sydney at Mount Annan gardens, those BOYS in black hanging around my car, again highly suspicious (read my Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan photo story). I feel it worth mentioning - there is truly an element of evil out there who know about the weakening affect that a virus has on a person’s immune, and it’s a big handicap if you have a virus in your body - it has to fight it, constantly weakening you. (Or stupid dogs who spit in peoples food do not know about the contamination factor (spitting in food is a problem in this country, after hearing many chef stories in my time, you would never eat out again, ever, if you knew). Other people are disgusting. I did travel to Melbourne in 2006 - I moved there for a very brief time for 3 months, and in that time, I did not get sick, so that’s something. It seems I have the stupid bimbos who are hung up on class, follow me around, if I travel for a holiday - I have them on my back, as they do not consider me worthy of having a holiday, and so follow me around and persecute me and try to make me sick, give me a virus – they can do it – BUT STILL STUPID, STUPID MENTALITY. Why I get picked on when I travel is an issue those perps will have to take up with God (seriously, take it up with God, it’s no good trying to exact revenge on someone when they don’t even know what you stupid issue is). Get a brain and start praying. Also, I have noted there are certain sectors of society who know what’s going on with me, and if those people are ever present whenever I go anywhere the dogs who hound me, skedaddle. I’m not entirely sure who those people are, maybe they’re just people of importance, in the right spot at the right time, because most dogs are revolting if they think no one is watching (they steal mainly). Newsflash, someone is always watching. BTW, one of the reasons I never go anywhere is because I have dogs that follow me around, and harass me, when I travel, again I think Cathy Goldman is behind it - rack off you stupid psycho dog (I think she rounds up anyone who has crossed my path, ever, and brings them along with herself to follow me on my trip, I am certain I saw her with at least 50 young girls when I was in Port Douglas, for my brother’s wedding). What is wrong with her? She belongs in jail. Thieving dogs. Go on your own goddam holiday. I’ve also noticed, if I go out for a day trip or a morning trip somewhere, like across to the nearest big city, or as I’ve moved to Queensland, I can drive over to the beach; I’m pretty sure I have seen my neighbours follow me, it’s very odd, they don’t actually approach or interact with me. They just follow me. When I visited Moore Park Beach once, instead of the typical empty beach, there were at least 20 people there, all just staring at me, one tried to steal a necklace from my bag, and one hissed at me. (! – that could have been a snake?) The last outing, to the local beach up here, I had at least 12 people follow me to this really remote and quiet alcove (on a Wednesday morning); it’s really unbearable to have people follow me like this wherever I go. Don’t they have anything better to do? Why would they think I would want their company - or at any rate, want someone watching me from afar? As they don’t usually bother interacting. Total perverts. I mean what’s wrong with them? Don’t they have any common sense in this area, or are they just so arrogant, that they think it’s fine, following some woman around? Someone told me it was politicians following me around, someone else told me it was just arseholes wanting to catch me in an unguarded moment, to try to humiliate me on camera. Someone else said it was Centrelink staff, or people who think anyone receiving any Centrelink payment, ought not be allowed to go anywhere. {Such stupid people; as if they have a say in where I go; so arrogant - anyone else who thinks that they have the right to tell me what to do in life, or where to go/ where not to go, is beyond stupid.} I have always thought it was the ‘dog network’. Anyway, who knows really what their motives, I have no idea why they would follow me around. But I hate it. It’s not like I’m famous or anything, maybe you would expect a famous actress or singer to be followed around. But even then, that behaviour is really quite absurd and certainly, I’m sure, it would be unwanted. It’s total uninvited, unsought, unasked for, uncalled for, unrequested, undemanded, not required, unprompted, unwelcome, condescending, antagonistic behaviour. After writing this, they still do it – everywhere I go. Also, I’ve noticed a pattern that goes on, hard to explain, but there’s a bit, then another bit, then there’s a big commotion! like a plane will go over, and cars hoon past. Or a boat and a plane and a helicopter, plus car revving….. car hooning, motorbikes hooning, sometimes verbal harassment. I am not going to explain anymore, it’s too tedious, plus I really usually have no idea why there is such a commotion. But stalker narcissism related. You know, if I do not do what you like, and since you never told me what you expected, then it you have only yourselves to blame. There is no point ‘sending in the dogs’. Repco, stop sending in the dogs. I don’t have extreme amounts of money to spend in your shop, deal with it. Such absurdity, and childish tantrums. What do they want, the perfect customer all the time – one who is a millionaire! It seems to me retailers have got some major control issues; why would you want to control me? We do not know each other, we’re not married, we have NO RELATIONSHIP at all – and as a result, you do not get a say in my life. (Just by the by, I would never tolerate such imbecile of childish nature in my life, – only a sucker would. You might want to stop after 2). It’s like I have to remember in the future to NOT start my day until 3PM, if I want to go out somewhere, in peace and quiet. When I was at cairns for my brother’s wedding, I went to a national park spot which was a creek with rapids and clear water – but it was so unbearable, because there were so many people, 100’s IF NOT 1000’S, in this beautiful pristine spot – RUINING IT. (I don’t believe related to me, just tourists, except for the dog there that yelled out at me as I walked past, quite typical at this point in my life – surprised there was no food – just water!!). There are too many people in this world already. Also, if there is no prospect of ever owing your own home (read below HOPE), or no prospect of travelling, then, what exactly is the point of working for some rich dick with a bunch of stupid bully bitches in the work place? Come on, tell me? {Since I put this in, they increased rents, so a home loan is now cheaper than the cheapest rent option, but TOO LATE.} Possibly older girls in that girl Wainberg’s year stalking me? (If this is true, talk about an unhealthy obsession. And, it’s not like I feed them! You know, like stray cats. This reminds me of this little story; I noticed when I think about myself, and conjure up an image in my mind, I often imagine myself as I once looked when I was 18, that is, in a slim trim and ‘the beauty of youth’ way, I no longer look like this at all, (approaching 50), but yet I still imagine that tight little butt, with hardly any fat!! Quite different to the reality of what my butt looks like now! J - It’s just a harmless, positive wishful thinking way of thinking, I guess! But I notice with women, like the above mentioned, this is what they do when they think of themselves, and their personality and their nature, they think they are someone really good and just, without any flaws, dysfunction or biases. They don’t know, they can’t see, their own dysfunction. Like these girls following me around trying to play God - this is a major dysfunction. WAKE UP. I am also fairly sure, those girls, not only steal from me literally, but they steal buying ‘opportunities’, like, things that I see advertised, like specials, at the supermarket, or eBay bids, they swoop in and buy before I get a chance, if there’s something I want I never win, there’s always some rich person who wants to beat me? {This was before when I was living at Rangari and not banned from ebay at that point}. But I think they still do it; aswell if I note some product is really good, or on sale, and has been for several months, as soon as I see it, suddenly it goes, again before I get a chance to purchase. ANNOYING Oh, I just remembered, I also drove over to Coffs Harbour in 2005, it’s only 4 hours from Gunnedah. I stayed in a shack holiday house in the forest. I took my four cats. I visited a Butterfly sanctuary and I went snorkelling, it was still tremendous - it was the middle of winter and the water was freezing, but I didn’t get sick (this was pre-initial virus). It was a memorable weekend. Rosey ran away into to forest (Norwegian Forest Cat) I had to stay another night! Well, if I must. I think the dogs tried to gain entrance with owner of shack holiday house, but failed (they don’t usually fail, hence my blog, so, this situation, I had a lovely time, no dogs no sabotages, nothing went wrong. AMAZING. More beeping outside as I write. Also, when I worked briefly as a live-in nanny, we all travelled to Port Douglas, no dogs there then (oh wait, there was, at the hotel restaurant, a girl stole my buffet dinner plate full of food while I was in the bathroom). Thieving dogs – that girl would have snuck in to the fancy hotel restaurant, and just helped herself to my food. Thieving scum. Those hotel people were happy to have her; she must have been pretty. I would have given her the boot. I find it extraordinary how pretty much All other people, think it's perfectly fine for thieving stupid skanky bimbos, to steal from me. Well, it's not, and you thinking it's okay, makes you guilty, just like the thief, and like that stupid thief; you’re going to have to pay eventually too.} Before 30 years ago, after I finished my Associate Diploma, worked a couple of years, I went to a friend’s house for a holiday who lived in Hongkong. Ofcourse there was no internet back then, and so travelling when so young is kind of wasted. But I do feel Travel in general is way overrated, (a lot of desperate people in the industry trying to push it, trying to get as much money out of you as possible). Better off spending money on some good house features. Actually, I don’t really recommend travel for anyone under the age of 40 either, particularly girls. Even if you’re not on your own and with a friend or a group you’re still going to have people steal from you, according to YouTube there are absolute professionals thieves out there now, there is a whole industry of people who steal from tourists. Pickpocketer are rife in Europe, particular France, because the police there take a ‘soft approach’ with pickpocketer, who are mainly young stupid girls. I have enough problems with people stealing from me in my own home town, so travelling would be a huge problem with me. I saw on YouTube, some Chinese guy travelling in Italy, he had a body cam on whilst travelling through the subway, and he caught a whole family working together to steal from him and his family, and he managed to break one of the thieving girls finger! So, hooray for him! 13. Typical neighbourhood scenario, 2 girls eavesdropping on family and friends No one tells you at school that there’s going to be girls who follow you around and try to eavesdrop on your conversations, with your friends and family. They are desperate for ideas, they want to know everything that young people are into, what their interests are, what they want to talk about. In fact, I would say it’s more about those two things, than even what they’re spending habits are. Which is why I think it’s radio related - people from the radio industry are desperate for ideas to talk about. Anything that comes out of your mouth, they grab hold off, like parasites. So, not only do you have to be mindful of people “purvin” on what you say, but you can actually be quite influential, so you have to be careful about that too. You have people watching you all the time, well, I did. I remember specifically on the train home from Fashion school, at Tafe, at Hornsby, all along the North Shore, against peak time, so there were not many people in the carriages, I frequently had youngish girls follow me, and if I were travelling with someone, like a friend from Tafe, then those girls would sit right next to us, in the empty carriage for the sole point of eavesdropping on our conversation – I mean they were totally obsessed with me. Very odd, you know, I am a normal healthy thinking person, surely, we are not that unique? I mean I know I have met my fair-share of bimbos in my life, but it can’t be that rare, that you would follow a seemingly interesting person and hang on every word they said? Then they copy everything, they copy everything, they have no common sense. They also don’t tell you at school, if the dogs steal from you, then later, after they have stolen from you, there are packs of people, (women) who work together, to come up with a plan to try and disrespect you, inorder to protect themselves against any accusations that you might make; so, you lose credibility. A plot against your credibility. (What do you think metal health units are for? – I can asure you, it is this sole point, of dicrediblity.) I am adding to this story; After my neighbour left today (April 2022) on his blue Superbike, a huge retrofitted Harley Davidson. When another neighbour down a bit, had someone turn up at her place, with a purple superbike Harley Davidson; it was like they were copping my neighbour – they wanted to show off their bike too!! Also, the blonde daughter in a show I am watching this easter (Start Up) looks like that “short blonde bimbo” I am always raving about who follows me around and steals from me. Just a feeling. (Excellent show) 14. Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) Hope (actually this story pretty much sums up my life here in Australia) When I was 18, I moved to Sydney to start my study then working career in the fashion industry. As a young single girl on minimum wage there was not much hope in actually being able to afford to buy a house. Housing was very expensive then, and still is. Banks are reluctant to give young single ladies any kind of loan, (I recall at 25yrs, CBA even rejected my small car loan, – but Nissan Finance saved me, but at twice the bank rate). So, after another 5 years, I realized buying a house was out of the question, and thus the whole point of working became a moot point. {This would have only been overcome by getting a home loan as soon as you got your first job.} So, with no hope of obtaining my own home, I packed up and moved to the country, where I was happy enough with not much money and renting a cheap old farmhouse. Which was easy to do back then, - there were plenty of farmhouses to choose from. Unfortunatly, due to all those farmers I knew growing up who had multiple quadruple quintuple kids, suddenly in 2018 there were no more farmhouses (not only farmhouses) but no houses left at all to rent in Gunnedah, NONE. Now, as I had worked out, as long as I took a cheap rental at no more than $150/week, then this would be a good alternative to buying a house, affordability wise, it would be cheaper to rent (mainly due to greedy over-priced council rates, who want all the money to spend on unnecessary road works, to keep young hopeless men employed, - never ending dog cycle). Unfortunately, life is different when you get older, you actually need a house for security, and freedom from stupid twit landlords. Times have slightly changed, (but banks still won't give single ladies a home loan) But, the gov will, under the First Home Loan Deposit Scheme, plus there is a Grant, (rules apply, but if you work full time, you’re in luck – you should do this if you have just started working at age 20 or so, no point wasting your money on rent. NONE; rent is for naive suckers, NO, rent is for VICTIMS). Personally, I am really not sure what my parents were thinking, when they sent me down to Sydney to start paying those high rents (perhaps not thinking at all). But. no hard feelings. As we have internet now with real estate sites, people can search and see housing prices across all of Australia. I was inspired to write this story because now even young people without any money or any hope can look at this app, especially when they are young to determine what kind of lifestyle they want, how much money will they need to buy a house, what’s the minimum amount they will need, this hope was unavailable when I was 18. (a lot of kids have parents who will put down a deposit for them (some buy them a house on their 18th) – you should pressure your parents, as they should not have had kids if they can’t afford at least a deposit for you, they have to provide hope, in my opinion. Too late for me at age 48, (too late gov, even though rental prices are more expensive than mortgage repayments). But not too late if you’re just starting out in the work place at 20. I encourage all young girls to get this app and start looking! It will give them hope and a goal. (You do have to be careful of outsource parties, who have application process onsite: if you’ve ever had a dispute with a landlord, then the application won’t go through on ANY other listings that you apply for - which is completely unfair, and basically discriminatory. This is why you need your own home, because you get discriminated against as a renter. IT’S THE MAIN REASON ACTUALLY. And Rental real estate girls are young, and the worst. Landlords are greedy arsholes, you will inevitably have problems with them if you’re a single lady – they can’t but help OVERSTEP the boundary. They are useless and weak. Note, in 2024 I had extreme problems using realestate.com, they refused all my 40 applications based on my income, “not enough” for even the cheapest rental in Australia. Can you believe that, and what a waste of time putting in applications with all their privacy abuses – wanting to know ALL my financial information, salaries, any other incomes… past residences up to 7yrs for one of them, acquaintances, landlords, references – they are truly tyrannically evil. Since I am low income, it is not too much for me to give up my financial information, all 40 real estates who requested it! (infact it has saved me several times from the stupid little bimbos who work there – see, I have little money, no point following me for the point of stealing….) anyway, but I imagine if you are wealthy, being forced to give them this info would be a total privacy outrage – I would encourage you to forge information if this is the case, - as it is NONE OF THEIR FUCKING BUSINESS – who do they think they are the tax office!! I resorted to putting a poster up at my local supermarket for ‘rental wanted’, lucky I got a reply, otherwise I would be sleeping on the beach. You cannot trust .com or real estates in Australia. Although I suspect the reason I have my new good place is not about me, it is about my landlord; there's something he needs to know, something along the lines of my "stolen pliers story" - in fact, exactly the same issue: old man over the age of 50 with certain types of personalities, they are completely blind. I'm not a man worshipper, I'm not going to worship you. I'm respectful, and polite. But that is the extent of my 'man worshipping' - you're just going have to deal with that old men, and stop taking your "I want to be God and worshipped" frustrations, out on single ladies. The ones in this area also use fear tactics. LOL! If you do not have a deposit for a home loan when you start working, you really have to live at home with your parents in order to save for at least that. And, I have heard about parents charging their young kids rent – OMG, only a total tight-fisted, stingy, selfish cretin would charge their kids rent. If your parents are charging you rent, you should probably move out anyway, as you would be better off without such anti-love in your life {fair enough if you all want to work out food bills, but rent, no way, those parents ought to be hung. The family home is meant to be a safe place, and as a parent if you have not given your child enough skills to be independent, you will have to endure them at home. YOUR FAULT. Not to mention any money for other accommodations.} Oh, and you can’t study at uni/Tafe if your home life isn’t happy, you need somewhere safe and comfortable, so you can concentrate on studying, and not have to worry about thieving flatmates, or high rents, and all the other problems associated with being a young single person with no money, I mean you really have to eliminate all other problems from your life, so you can take studying, and a career seriously. I know I did this when I started my first job, but really you have to start at college too! Parties are way over-rated, not that I was a party person, but study is not just ‘something to do’. And you certainly can’t be going through any medical situations either. Btw, a young 20-year-old girl just out of college on her own has got no chance of succeeding, you are way too much of an open book and you’ll be taken advantage of at every turn, and there are forces at play trying to stop you, they hate women in power. Apparently its ‘political’ and there are old men, in power, who drive around and try to muck things up for unmarried women, or women who are banded together, as there is a strength in women uniting, certain men can’t stand it – they can’t stand that strength. (All other issues about retarded (retarded as in socially inadequate) men who follow single ladies around too). Maybe I would suggest to find someone at college you can trust, team up and go into business together, but having said that, really the whole marketplace is organised already, it’s like one great big crime network, and the big players destroy the small players, so they can make more and more, and more…. the whole workplace is dominated by the biggest bullies on the block. So new starters really don’t have much of a chance, well, not unless you’re really savvy, and have a lot of savvy older help. So, if you are on your own, without friends and allies, you will not succeed. I wish someone had told me about all the obstacles. I felt it was a case of the blind leading the blind when I was younger. I attended Fashion School, and learnt the basics, but hands on experience by a competent mentor in the workplace, would have been good too (actually getting a competent person would be hard) BUT I recall one helpful teacher stating, young girls make plenty of common mistakes when they are starting out, and it is better to make those mistakes on someone else’s’ dime, rather than on your own in a new business!! Lol, it’s true, very true, plus it is so nice to get that first ever pay check at the end of the first week. And again, I will state here, they, as in high school and higher education, do not teach about pay/conditions/overtime/super/holiday/your rights/minimum wage/ salaries etc etc (SHAMEFUL). Managing money. Also btw, that first job I got after graduating from my Associate Diploma Course, was at Bonds. And, that company was the only one, of two employers who actually paid my super in that 10yr period of working in the Fashion Industry. But I was still very much underpaid at this job, as a 20-year-old girl compared to the young 20-year-old boys who worked there (they got an extra $200/week more than my wage, and they did not have a 2yr associate diploma). Also, I was a very conscientious worker, I worked quite hard, I didn’t ever stand around chitchatting like most of the other girls did. I was told I was the only one that actually got any work done in that Sample room! But actually, it was a little bit of a hindrance, being so diligent, because it is expected, in a workplace full of women, to undergo a specific amount of chitchat, it’s like a required social rule. (I have never been big on social norms, ‘norms’ are for coward sheep types) Just sidebar; I recall at school noticing how ‘sheep like’ all the girls were, it used to ‘incense me’,- you don’t all have to wear liberty shirts and do your hair in a big poofs (the ‘tucked pony tail!’) And when I started using Sydney Gregory’s, I noticed so many street names and towns were named after ones in England – it’s like back in the day, they were so fearful of being creative of any sort, like thinking up a new name! Or the Sydney Art Gallery, it was based on the famous Pushkin Museum in Moscow, practically identical front fascard! So, I can see, as I get older, that we’ve actually evolved along the way, compared to how we were back at the dawn of settlement time. But really this area is a total coward area. And if you read my “Designs to match Personalities”, you can see it is something that I also struggle with a bit. I felt I did everything right in order to make a career and money, but it wasn’t really the work that proved to be hard in the workplace, the impossible thing is dealing with bimbo bully dogs, actually they make it really difficult and impossible for my personality type. And it’s pointless staying in such a situation where bullying and female exclusion games exist (not to mention toilet attacks in the bathroom). In the end I felt for my own health, my mental health, and physical health, I would most definitely have to leave the workplace and I did. And it was the best decision I ever made. As I was able to start up a little business on my own which worked out well enough albeit short in the whole cash area. I’ve heard of stories of women escaping domestic violence situations or abusive situations in one form or the other by entering the workplace and becoming independent; For me it was kind of the opposite, to escape abusive situation, I had to leave the workplace. DOGS. {Someone mentioned to me that this is society’s motto (based on Darwin’s theory) of ‘survival of the fittest’ – she pointed out to me, if we allow this to be the case in society we would end up with a dog bully work place only, with no diversity, creativity or intelligence. So true. Update in 2022; the cost of rent has soared and it is now cheaper to pay a home loan repayment on a cheap house or unit, than the cheapest rentals on market – by half, which means I would have half my supposed rent left over at the end of the month, if I was paying a home loan instead (which would go towards rates). So, it is absurd to continue to pay rent. I found a cheap unit (seek and ye shall find), and contacted the bank. They said even though I have my own business, since I’m supplemented with a Centrelink payment, they would not give me the loan, they won’t even look at any other factors like my ability to pay rent of twice the price of home loan repayment. She said they think anyone who is on that payment, is irresponsible. Such irony, as the bloody bank call girl put me on hold for an hour and passed me back and forth from bank department to department. Who’s irresponsible? CBA female staffers. So, a young girl needs to know, if she has a job secured, she should be able to secure a low home loan, under $150,000, well that’s how it is now, but when I was young it was NOT this way, and who knows what it will be like in the future, but buying even a really crappy house under $100,000, beats renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving/renting/moving…….. It is worth securing yourself a job when you’re 18 and securing a home loan, even if you become unemployed later, you will still be able to pay the monthly repayments, but you will not be able to secure a home loan then. It will probably help if you parents go guarantor for you if your only 18. It is worth knowing this and acting on it, renting has HUGE social and physical negative impacts, I believe renting is actually life debilitating, as in, you will have a reduced life, if you're not a homeowner. You might think that's a bit extreme, but I have many examples to proof my point, from mouldy rentals, smoky rentals, asbestos rentals, toxic poison rentals, bad neighbourhood rentals; I have talked on my blog about them all, but I can give you a quick example here; medical researchers believe that 4x 20-minute saunas per week, will actually prolong your life by 66%! But if you rent, you cannot get a sauna, -so expect to die before all the home owners! For me personally, I feel basically there was no hope when I was 18, and still no hope nearing age 50 for proper home. Least at this latest address I find myself at, it is a good one finally – it has a new floor, and plenty of water and privacy, albeit, still there is thieving, and I have to be totally nazi about locking everything all the time. {in 2025 they have come up with portable steam tents, I have fashioned my own relaxi sauna:} 15. 3 bimbos who shoplifted from me when I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. They had; one girl to distract the shopkeeper (which was me) one girl to keep a look out at the door for any oncoming customers, and the other girl would do the actual stealing with a big bag, this is how they worked, all 3 girls in cahoots together, all 3 girls were relatively tall (not petite either), pretty and blonde, and they had their routine down to a tee, specifically targeting young retailers who don’t know about the girls who shoplift together like this, as a pack. Which is another reason why I’m putting it here; all young girls who work in the retail sector should be advised that people will try and steal from you, and this is how they do it (one of the ways, plus you need to discuss a plan with the manager of what do to in such a situation). Although I believe I was specifically targeted in this situation because they were under the impression that a girl from my school was in cahoots with me to shoplift (of course this is completely untrue, but I am of the understanding that the other girl did shoplift on a regular basis and she used me (as well as other girls she befriended), used as a distraction, so she could steal. I just I didn’t know about it and I wasn’t in on her little evil plan. Or, it could just have been a coincidence, but I don’t think so, knowing the way women work – their stupidity (it could have been monkeys on my back, trying to “teach me a lesson” ? So those 3 tall blonde girls, are a part of a bigger network of petty crime in Australia, acting in ‘return retaliation’ under their bizarre philosophy of what goes around comes around, and want to take matters into their own hands by playing God, and trying to recreate justice and to teach their victims a lesson (power tripping) and that’s why I called them bimbos, especially because anyone who steals is a bimbo. But stealing to teach someone a lesson for stealing, when that person was not the guilty party, (because the perpetrators had jumped to conclusions or listen to bitchy bimbo rumour and gossip) is just stupid. STUPID WOMEN. The older I get, the more unbelievable it is, to see how stupid a typical woman really is. Btw, I don’t know whether other young girls were as naive as me when it comes to petty theft. I mean I grew up in the country, on a farm, and there was no stealing in our rural life ever, nor in Gunnedah; we never experienced theft, we never talked about it, we never witnessed theft, we never heard about theft in the community, our friends never stole anything when they came round, or at large parties or social gatherings in the neighbourhood/community. We could leave our windows open all night, all day, not lock the doors either. It just wasn’t an issue AT ALL. Can you believe that? Here I am at age 48, trying to tell people about the biggest bane in my life, and you know what, its theft - petty theft by petty small minded petty (stupid) people, mostly women. Maybe girls in the city are used to this kind of behaviour. Maybe it’s the norm for girls and their friends to steal from each other, or for everyone who lives in Sydney, when they see an opportunity to steal, DO IT? It’s like they have no morals - no moral compass. I strongly suspect after I moved to Sydney when I was 18, I had women who stole from me then, and who proceeded to follow me around for, so far, the rest of my life, and have stolen from me, on a regular basis - it’s what they do, a full time for a job of petty theft. And I don’t think it’s just me they steal from, they see who I speak to, when they follow me, my family my friends, and they try to steal from them as well. I believe Tomas’s, (little brother), bike may have been stolen by exactly one of those female dogs. Actually, I recall now, as a child, I noticed this; our family, our friends, all the other young kids I knew, well, we were a certain way, with one another. Our behaviour was respectful, and this attitude was across the board, as in across all of our peers, all the varying socio-economic factors in Gunnedah. But when we got together with my cousin, who went to school in Sydney, - the inner-city suburbs, he had different standard of behaviour and respect. I really noticed it. While we got on very well, he was generally good natured, we spent many hrs together playing, and he was a smart little kid. But he had this kind of streak, kind of a bit like a ‘street tough bitch’, with that bitchyness really coming across, the older we got, the bitchier there was. It was like he had been hanging out with a lot of bitches. The kids in the country, were, way more ‘laid-back’ and good-natured. Less fight. Which proved to be a HUGE problem when I moved to Pendle Hill in Western Sydney and worked at Bonds when I was 19. Not just Sydney bullies, but Western Suburbs bullies, whole other class unto themselves of bullies. I make no apologies for having been respectful and nice. Just an observation. And you know, if a young girl notices something like this, then you can be sure it’s actually going to be even a bigger issue in Australia. Although I was later advised via telly, that my cousin played water polo, and that’s where he learnt ‘street tough bitch’ – apparently, they are quite sneaky and violent under the water, out of the public view. Lol. Actually I think I've mentioned this somewhere before, but gone; my cousin wanted to be a lawyer, all the while, while we were growing up he said he's going to grow up and be a rich lawyer. When he did the HSC, he got 99.7%, so he's pretty smart. But that wasn't smart enough to get into law school. He could either wait 3 years and apply as mature age student, or do something else. I don't know what the cut-off % for a lawyer is, but I'm thinking now, like 99.7: I'm pretty sure that would be smart enough to be a lawyer. I'm thinking, the cut-off rule, was just made up - it just smells like a dog rule to me, a personal one for him, because the powers that be did not want him to be a lawyer? At first I thought this is probably because he is “good natured”, and ultimately to be a lawyer you really need to have a more of a killer instinct - the lawyers that I have encountered have been truly revolting people, so it's definitely true. Lol But then of course, no, the real real real reason was because dogs don't want me to have a lawyer in my family; because I could do some serious damage with a lawyer! Oh, Seb met, oh, no, didn't even meet him, he just heard of one of dad's friends who worked in advertising (?) when we were at school, and it just kind of stuck in his head that he could go down that path - so he did. I have since moved away from the Gunnedah community, and have lived in a few different places in Queensland. One of them in particular was quite remote, those parents have chosen to raise their kids in a situation that is well out of mainstream society, and after my encounters with them, I really wonder how those parents can expect their kids to leave home at 18 and survive in mainstream society, with so much competition, and better understanding of how the world works, out there? I can understand why there are so many problems and dysfunctions for people in their 20’s, but it is an easy one to prevent, rather than try to fix the dysfunctions afterwards. I guess it comes down to “bumbling parents”. After writing this, I felt I could definitely relate. This is kind of the way my parents raised us all, and I was expected to thrive in Sydney, after such a pleasant easy childhood. But I had a few advantages that kids in those other areas don’t have. You know, it is a little strange that those thieving bimbos, have chosen someone who doesn’t really have much money, or much in value - you would think if you’re going to all the bother of stealing from someone, they would actually choose a wealthy victim, so as to have something worthy to steal. I mean all the crap that they’ve stolen from me - crap crap crap, that’s what it’s been, crap. (That would come down to stupidity). So, the reason why thieves are thieves, is because of their bimbo mother. It is only their mother who is to blame for someone who steals. The way they have been raised, without any morals or ethics. Hopeless Australian Bimbo mothers. Btw, there comes a point in a thief’s life where they can continue to disparage their mothers name by continuing to steal, or they realize they can choose – so if you see someone in their 30’s or even 40’s who is still stealing – well, they should be shot for sure, STUPID. Btw, I did see Heath Barwick in Gunnedah, when I was 18 steal from one of the Carr boys, then in retaliation one of them tried to steal his plants. But that’s it, no stealing growing up. Heath Barwick belongs in jail. I do not believe he has been convicted of any crime yet. And, I have to add, when it comes to retailers now, 20 years after I witnessed those 3 blonde bimbos, is it is now the opposite, with retailers stealing from me, not just 1 or 2, like it started off, but ALL - if there is a woman working behind the counter – then they steal, try to, all of them – such untrustworthy nature most women have – they are disgusting, I feel like I am living on an alien planet. 16. The bizarre, dirty phenomena of following other people I have come to the realisation that a LOT OF PEOPLE think it’s okay to just follow someone without their knowledge. Not only as an adult, but as a child I was followed too, (well once, that I was aware of as a child – Mr Brown – but if I saw one person, who’s to say they weren’t others that I did not see.) And followed often not only all day, but for several days, and no matter where I went; out to friends, up to a different country town, into the supermarket, just wherever I went. A lot were NOT following me as a sexual predator but as a NOSY CONTROL FREAK, wanting to know exactly what was going on in my life, who I spoke with, who were my friends and family. I find it really bizarre how people think that this behaviour is okay, people of all sorts too, not only young people in their 20’s, but I once saw a father of 2, where I nannied, and plenty of young girls in their 20’s – I don’t know what to call them, dogs or sheep? so strange; because it was so prevalent in my young adult hood, and has been so prevalent all my adult life - and still is so prevalent even in middle age, not so much now, but still. It’s not okay for you to follow me you idiots; mind your own goddam business, you do not need to know everything about me, and who I speak with. Show some restraint. Show some dignity. (Allways bare in mind - I took to very important people!). I know I would never follow someone around. I have never followed someone around, ever. Not a friend nor a complete stranger. It’s just a ridiculous concept, you may as well be declaring to the world “well I don’t like my life, I have nothing else better to do, I can’t think for myself, I have such low self-esteem and I’m such a weak person, and this person doesn’t know I’m watching so that that makes me feel powerful, special and important; to perve on their life, without their permission." It is as dirty as a toilet. Could it be toilet related? Read my Life Stories bit, you’ll see what I’m referring to! Bidet from eBay (I had a photo of my charming ‘loo’ with wooden seat and Bidet, but I will refrain from putting here, especially as I am trying to reduce file size! It was $30 – so clean! Go Australia, get one!! -and no tree cut downs NO toilet paper (can also use a handheld bidet on a Compost Loo, saving water). Quick Bidet Review! Should I choose handheld or should I choose underseat bidet? Well at first I opted for the underseat bidet, and for five years, I used that quite happily. I wanted to put another one on, at my next address, but was unable to, because it was a compost loo. So I opted for a handheld. Only a little bit of plumbing skills required for connection to under sink coldwater pipe. When I have to relocate again, I wouldn’t go back to the underseat, because the handheld has a lot more pressure, and control. Plus the underseat one is a little more complicated to clean, taking a little bit more time and effort. And that’s my expert opinion! First photo; 17. Me, off to beach xmas 2021 - I love the beach, Moore Park Beach, whilst living at Gin Gin Next photo is of the Gin Gin Bakery, along the lines of NAME AND SHAME; 18. The “RobinHood Game” This has happened to me a few times; (as in 100’s) other customers in the shop getting free food or items -they don’t have to pay, and when I check my receipts, I can see my bill has been overcharged, they do it deliberately to give their friends free food. So, it’s not exactly the traditional RobinHood story, it’s a warped female interpretation of that story {actually turning out to be the opposite of the RobinHood story} -it’s a little girl retailer game, ABC radio encourages it – as it amuses them. I feel those stupid girls need to be told what would happen if it were up to me. Now I’m just going to tell you what happened, I don’t know any of the names at bakery, so I’m not going to name names. I believe if I did name names, I would have to also add “this is my suspicion, it’s not a conviction” just making my statement legal and not slander. I have looked into it, because I have received 6 complaints via my landlord; for some reason she says she is getting complaints against me, (turns out she was a liar), rather than myself receiving any - I certainly haven’t received any complaints. I’m not sure what’s wrong with my landlord and why she doesn’t tell those possibly imaginary people to bugger off, or take it up with me - but that’s her business. {So, it is pointless taking me to court to try and get me to remove this, because I will not be removing it, it’s essential to doing something about it - if you didn’t want me to write this up you shouldn’t have stolen from me. (It has been deleted several times, then I reupload it – other people tell me if it’s been stolen J)} So, in the above photo, the sales girl in pink gave that girl with the tawny long hair/blue jeans a free coffee, and the sales girl in black overcharged me. I was forced to purchase from here due to a new credit card - bank needs atm or eftpos first transaction, otherwise I would purchase these at supermarket, as basically all retailer boutique shops do it, well, a lot. I try to avoid them – they all need a whipping. BTW, that girl in blue jeans is really rich. Bimbo thieves. It is a ‘opposite interpretation’ of the RobinHood fairy tale. (In the fairy tale, the blue jeans would be poor, not the other way around). The old man butcher at Gunnedah Butcher did it too, (no conviction), the girls at mitre 10 Bundaberg did it, (no conviction), Bundaberg Northsides Produce Agricultural service, tried to do it - heaps of other shops have done it, including medical business – they steal my appointments from my care plan, then charge me, when it should be free - Bundaberg Physio (Crofton St - Cody Amos) Bundaberg Podiatry – Taylor Tatarelli, Gin Gin Chiro, Sarina family clinic……. Anyway, there is not too much I can do regarding the medical ones, and I’ve never really paid too much attention instore, only note later, I have been over charged. But since I now wear a camera, I can see what goes on, -see the DOG NETWORK in action, plus I am low income, I do not have spare money for fake bimbo charity cases. Goddamn thieves; I recommend buying everything from the supermarkets. (Since I starting wearing a body came to shops, I have caught 2 people stealing from and I have caught 2 people behaving oddly, and that was only in the first 2 mnths of me wearing a camera). Such a big problem, is retailers stealing from customers. I’m happy to sacrifice not ever going to this bakery again, even though it’s the only bakery within a 50km radius - in order to expose the little thief network. And by the way, before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a public forum, and I was blowing the whistle on certain companies who do dodgy things, can’t remember exactly what I was talking about now, maybe it was the so-called volunteer scheme, where they ask volunteers to work for them - it’s a scam - you shouldn’t volunteer for anyone, your time is more valuable than nothing, and those employers know that you’re a sucker with a good nature. Anyway, basically the conversations that proceeded that was about me implying, “that girl is never going to get a job in Bundaberg ever”, implying that most businesses in Bundaberg are dodgy and do dodgy things just like that business I was referring to. So, it seems to me that most people are too cowardly to name and shame these injustices, for fear of being unemployed, such is the bully nature of Australia. So, it is important for people who can stand up to those bullies to do so, as they are numbered. My duty. By the way that girl in the photo, totally looks like my cousin Stephanie Bone. Although I am pretty sure it is not, as Stephanie has shorter hair; {“we can see what those retailer bitchy girl thieves do, and we’ll help show you” – there are some women who do this.} But I have noticed if I’m ever out and about in the quiet, of about 6 o’clock in the morning, I often see someone from my past or someone who is the current ‘flavour of the month’, or someone I have been wanting to call, or just someone I have been thinking about lately. It’s like someone goes and gets them from their life, in whatever state or town, picks them up and drops them down to ‘present’ them in front of me in this kind of manner, ‘people smuggling’ - so I might recognise them or I might not! They NEVER speak to me. And usually, I am bad at recognizing anyone, my facial recognition skills are near non-existant, but in retrospect, later I might see them, as I think about the day and my encounters. I have a bodycam now! So, I suspect whoever is going and getting those people, on such a regular basis, and over many years now; this is a paid job for her, it is her livelihood. So, whoever is sabotaging and stealing from me, I suspect, is most likely this person, because they can make money from it. And who’s paying for this transport? why would they be paying and wasting money in travel? I feel like this is an intrusion of my life, of my privacy. And I feel the people they go and get, just want to play judge and jury. I suspect those people have been transported by plane, as I’ve stated before I have planes harassing me quite regularly, especially at Rangari, but now a little again up here in QLD. I have a message for that people smuggler, if I wanted to see someone, I would contact them and ask them to come up here. If I don’t do that, then it means that I pretty much don’t want to see anyone. And since I’ve previously stated I find most people disrespectful, rude and threatened by me, this means that I don’t want to see anyone, at all times (even the good ones). Comprehende (stop getting famous people too; what exactly do they want?). You know, not everybody wants to meet and greet their favourite celebrities! And btw, just because we don’t want to, does not mean we secretly hate you – it’s not personal J! And btw, I haven’t spoken to any of my family in over 20 years, except my uncle, and Stephanie / Gwenda. I sometimes call and email Chris, because I need a reference for rentals, and he’s a retired magistrate with common-sense (very smart), he should be a good ref (you would think) {Btw, I really find the whole reference thing completely pointless, you can never possibly get an understanding of someone from someone else’s bias reference. I’m a little outraged by rental girls demanding up to 5 references, for low-income housing, who the hell do they think they are?}. I suggest to them if they want to know anything about me, they should speak to me directly (or read my blog!). Actually, I have a wild theory about why they wanted 5, I think that one rental girl demanded 5, specifically so someone could go and ‘people smuggle’ 5 people?? The Real Estate was Nutrien Harcourts McCathies Ayr real-estate. She wanted to give a free holiday to 5 people, she wanted to be some sort of ‘free hero holiday giver’. I certainly never spoke to those 5 people, and infact only 1 of them bothered to reply to me. They are all busy people, too busy to bother about young rental girls and references. I can’t believe how disrespectful rental real estate girls are. Possibly Telstra putting my calls through to other people again? The reason I have come up with this wild theory, is I spoke to that rental girl Louise Aguirre, twice, both times I was told it was the same person, Louise Aguirre, but I can assure you, it was not. I spoke to 2 different people, with 2 very different voices. So really, I can only speculate what’s going on. The first girl I spoke to was REVOLTING, I suspect she was from Telstra? See, evil plot to make me appear nuts. I assure you I am not. Btw, my sister Penny, who I have had no contact with since Dad died, (when the cats away the mice will play” thing (she went to a catholic school), did email me out of the blue a few years ago, because someone from Facebook had contacted her and tried to manipulate her, stating “your sister needs serious help”, that person was a bully from Agnes Water, and most likely the guilty person who was stealing from me and sabotaging me (Der, how can she be so easily manipulated? So easily fooled by the dogs?) And so, I did email her back and tell her she was a manipulated fool. That’s it with my family, little contact. Quite typical for adult families, so I have been told. The last image above, is not uploaded yet. I did have a photo of my jack , but again, not neccessary; 19. Car Jack stolen out of my car that was parked at the mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to Decorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots?? My next little story has been deleted numerous times, and I have had to rewrite it again, and again!; 20. Hay bimbo Nazi heads This is also along the lines of “saying it like it is”, in the hopes that it will stop (seems to work for some unknown reason) Okay so this is sometimes what happens, it’s been happening for some years in retrospect. I have these girls that follow me around when I am out and about. And when I stop at someone’s place (probably happens everywhere I go, but I only started to noticed it when I’m at somewhere remote like on a farm, - and as I leave there’s always some girls waiting in a car just down the road, with engine running, and I suspect what they do is go in and see the person after I’ve left. (in fact sometimes, they come in before and interrupt me -that’s happened a few times, come to think of it) and they kind of like ‘play sides’ I call them “the dogs that play sides”, so that the next time I speak to the farmer/person, they suddenly are really rude and disrespectful in some way, like for instance, I went to collect some Hay from Scott Warren, the guy was nice and friendly, we had a chat, the neighbour was burning his cane, we were looking at it -quite spectacular, he gave me an extra bale of Hay; 4 for the price of 3. And that was it, I left. – I saw as I was leaving, just parked down the road from his farm, on the dirt road, guess what, a car with girls in it, just sitting there, engine running. So, the following year I was looking for his Hay sign that he puts out, finally I saw the sign, so I drove down there, he’s about 10k’s out of Gin Gin, and I get there and there’s no Hay at all - he wasted my time, and my petrol. And it would have been because of those dogs in that white car that previous time. BTW, I have no idea who those dogs are, I don’t know them, I don’t recognise any, they never speak to me, I have absolutely no association with them, they’re not friends they’re not enemies, they’re just nobodies (I guess they would be enemies now, to be behaving like stupid stalking harassing dogs - they could be NEGS girls, or most likely prostitutes?? - anyway, they have no business following me around, it’s a disgraceful form of bullying). So yeah, this is what happens to me frequently, it’s like deliberate sabotage, just because I’m ‘me’. Oh, I have mentioned before problems with an obsessed house mistress from school, harassing and stalking me, this is just the same thing, isn’t it, so it could be her Cathy Goldman – I have reported her to the police. And, BTW, last time I drove to Bundaberg I had some bimbo following me around in a ute with hay piled in it. This happened every so often in Gunnedah too, only it was a big truck piled high then. A hey sign. I’ve come up with a way to deal with these dogs and that’s by taking photos of them, they will run and scream if there’s a chance, they’ll be caught on camera it’s quite amazing how it works (that’s the dog’s gift – an uncanny sense of the moment before being caught in the act of harassment or bullying) btw, I have stated before if I catch a dog on camera behaving as a bully, I will instantly upload it to YouTube. I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on you Tube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change all the good movies too) there are editing geeks who want to save the ‘fair’ bimbo. I’m sure now that I’m fully conscious of what these dogs do, I‘ll remember many more incidents. I carry my camera with me at all times, but it is actually quite hard taking photos when your out and about (and busy) so often I use my phone to video what is going on, I wear it around my neck. One of my favourite plants is the Pig Face above in my garden at Rangari; 21. You’re not the Boss of Me – combating nazis So, I’ve just discovered another piece of writing that has been stolen, and that’s where I describe what condescending cocky people (bored twits) do when I go downtown. This problem I describe below is HUGE, a monumental issue for me that has an incredibly large impact on my life – reducing the quality of it significantly. Before I start with this bizarre little story, I want to show ‘recognized issue’ example: I’ve heard counsellors winge of the same phenomenon. They frequently get men in to see them, because their main anger/issue in life, is that they don’t have a girl/partner/wife, somebody, that they can boss around – So the fact of not having a girlfriend or wife, is NOT the issue, the issue is that they don’t have somebody that they can boss around AND CONTROL. (!!) (btw, I expect that’s the reason a lot of mothers have kids too, WRONG REASON) Plus, this particular female councillor said, they will actually try to ‘boss’ her around during the session, as like in, wishfully thinking she was a bimbo wife, or dogsbody. I might say to such person, hey start gardening, you can control that, plus reward yourself with a good garden and food - start cooking for yourself, or for other people; gives you complete and full control. Or get a dog! – but I have seen those woman who put their ‘trained dogs’ on show, you know, have them jumping through hoops and the like -MAN THOSE WOMEN ARE SICK – fully dysfunctional, but they and anyone paying money to see such a show, would have NO IDEA exactly how mentally retarded they are. Having said that, I have encounted a lot of bimbo women in my life, I have talked about it - the dogs go and get them deliberatley, so they can use them to manipulate while they ‘sleepy’, they show off. Like how I mentioned the Wainberg girl (dog), manipulated her sister that day in the park, same thing. I don’t know if they are getting these bims for her, so she can use them to have a go at me, or perhaps there is a whole spate of dogs in rotation? But I have encounted a lot of really clueless women in my time as a result of their trying to impress (impress someone?) with their manipulation tactics. So those men who are so adamant in trying to control a woman – go and find one of those bim types, they will need help in everything they do, you can save me in this manner by marrying all the bims! Lol! Lol (I see Casey Chambers is married now, thank goodness, same with that timber planter order guy in Mackay, which ever dog that was – so many now). Anyway, so, I have people in the street, total strangers to me – perhaps they are neighbours? Perhaps they are bored council workers? Perhaps they are old school girls? Perhaps they are all the sister/brothers of my friends?; who try to control me, as I am single. STUPID MORONS. And I say stupid morons, because that’s what it comes down to; an absolute total lack of respect for anyone else, thinking they are superior and can make the best decisions for somebody else. AS IF, AND SO OFFENSIVE, so condescending. And thinking that they know better than everyone, and therefore are entitled to boss around other people. The whole thing is vile and disgusting. Bimbo related, only someone who is stupid would do this to someone else. No compassion, no empathy, no morals - stupid. This is exactly where the whole nazi problem in Australia stems from, this exact phenomena, and it’s not just single men who do it, there are plenty of women to, married ones especially - honestly most women have no idea how stupid they are. Plus, I believe it is even an issue that kids too, they suffer from this phenomenon, due to their own nazi parents, they too, look for someone to try and control. So, a lot of people looking for someone to control, rather than looking for someone to love. So mixed up and dysfunctional, it is BIZARRE. BTW, wanting to have control is not a bad thing, but trying to control someone else, is the issue, especially a complete stranger, someone that does not ask you to interfere in their life at all – or gives you permission. NOT WITHOUT MY PERMSISSION. Control yourself. So, this is how they ‘passively aggressively’ try to control me. I’ve mentioned before I have people on phones doing signs (read my story about flash mobs pre flash mobs just below). So, if I go into a shop where they don’t think I should go, then they verbally shout out at me from across the street (out of sight) - harass me, or do something like start banging something really loudly, as in, like what a child would do throwing a tantrum. But if I go into a shop where they think it’s okay, like if I go into Vinnies, then that would be okay - going into Vinnies is ok, because I’m really poor, so I belong in Vinnies, and they don’t harass me. (Vinnies - it’s got to be a woman doing it) But if I try to go in a hardware shop, forget about it. And you wouldn’t believe what happens if I go to a doctor for some sort of medical problem (I did describe what happened one time when I was at Gin Gin medical Centre - stupid dogs, read my “Red Rubber fulcrum for physio” photo story) and I have written about it before when I walk past a restaurant or coffee shop – I always get verbally shouted at by unknown people if I venture too near the food place. Apparently, I am NOT allowed to eat out. ? {That would go back to when I was living in Hornsby; one time I felt like having some Chinese beef and onion stir fry , a craving. I went down to the Chinese take-out, and there was a family, husband, wife and a little boy sitting in the cafe. And they started talking about me and how I shouldn’t be there ordering food, it was quite strange. They all three were total strangers, I’ve never seen them before. I do not know them, I do not believe they knew me, why they were questioning where I was eating, I can only imagine it was because I was on my own. When most people when you see them out at a restaurant they’re not usually on their own - so this whole family couldn’t handle the fact that I was there ordering (not even eating) on my own. STUPID PEOPLE STUPID FAMILY. (There is the possibility that they are dogs from entertainment industry, knew I would be there, and so arranged an attack – a personal attack on me?? – like a coward) But, really and truly, this is the kind of bullshit that I have to live with every day, it has been this way ever since I can remember in my adult life. You might not think it's that bad; hearing someone just yell out verbally, out in public. But I can assure you, it is! It is akin to a dog barking at me out in public area, constantly, like obviously that person thinks that I shouldn't be there, and starts barking, like a territorial dog. It's REALLY OFFENSIVE, and it doesn't just happen at once or twice, it happens every single time I go near a food place! And if I say that that's what they're doing; being verbally aggressive and yelling out obscenities, then that's what they're doing!! Someone suggested that it's just because there's girls in the food places, laughing at me as I walk by, and I just think they're laughing at me, as in, a psychological problem! WELL NO, wrong completely. I'm aware of normal typical restaurant sounds thank you very much, I have no delusions about anything, and can see quite plainly what it is going on. If I say they're yelling out to me in aggressive manner like a dog barking, then that's what they're bloody doing -if you too offended just by hearing me describe what they do, imagine what it’s like for me all the time. (After I wrote this, I happened to have to walk by a food court, banking related, and there where about 6 old men standing around, ‘placed’ ! – trying to curb all the stupid dogs!!! Lol – it worked, no harassment, other than 6 old men staring at me!). So, but, as you can imagine by now at this point in my life, 52, I don't really go anywhere near food places, try not to. Drive-through Maccas is my favourite place to go because it's relatively peaceful (although I frequently have someone in a sleek black car following me there?? – I think they are from Woolworths, same car from Gunnedah Woolies?). Like, even when I used to shop at bunnings, and walked past the bunnings cafeteria; abusive dog yelling out obscenities – most of the time it is not legible, but like aggressive grunts/yells, reprimands. So in 2025, I have a theory as to why women yell out at me in this aggressive dogbark manner: (aside from the fact that they are non-thinking dogs), it relates to me and my “immense liking and enjoyment” of food. So just my personal thoughts of some foods, can evoke a thought reaction that may sound sensual; “mmmm” – if you’re a pervert DOG. And so out in public, if some stupid dog thinks she hears something sensual, she without thinking, like, in a confused state, gets angry, because “you can't have sex on the street, that's wrong, so clear off” (!) - without fully thinking the whole thing through - DUMB DOG. Fucking wake up. Btw, when I was younger, say in my 20’s - it didn’t start off like this, they were more like ‘accompanying’ me, so if I wanted to go somewhere then they would do signs to like ‘clear the path’ so to speak, actually traffic light people were involved, I’m not going to get into that though (all green lights – yah!). At those particular times, I was just amused at such antics that people, total strangers, get up to, and was not concerned about these people at all. I didn’t consider them a nuisance or intolerable. But over the years instead of like ‘accompanying’ me or ‘helping’, they have evolved into being ‘nazi dictators’ under the pretence of “helping and guiding”. They are unbearable. It’s like they have grown to have big egos and be selfish, in the same manner bullies become bullies, because nobody stands up to them, and thieves continue to steal because they never get caught. It’s kind of an odd concept for me, acting in such a way towards total strangers, I really thought about what motivates people to do bad over-controlling behaviour like this, and I think it all just comes down to stupidity. Like my peacock, who discovered he could herd my geese around the backyard - it’s exactly the same thing. That peacock was peabrain! Dim-witted vanity of the peacock! So, I would be way smarter than people who are trying to “help” me, which makes it so ridiculous, ludicrous and ironic. I don’t need someone to tell me what shop I should go into, and what street I should go down to get there. NEVER HAVE. I do believe it reached a point where they would set traps, so if I didn’t go down the street, then they would send their council friends to block the street off with fake roadworks. So, then they could say ha ha, you should’ve listened to us, and done what we said, as in, played our ‘Simon Says’ game. (There most definitely has been quite a few fake roadworks that I’ve passed by, although Council has more money now, and even the fake ones put out their expensive machinery to make it look like they’re actually doing something.) And you know what, I have never seen this kind of manipulative behaviour in a movie – and I have seen 1000’s of people’s life stories in the form of movies. But once when I was watching the news, they were doing a segment on Whitney Houston, in her later older years, it was a live ‘unprepared’ interview on the street. And I could see she had the dogs, plain as day, you could hear them from afar, on the camera. Anyone watching would have thought it was just the Press hounding her like that, but I am not so sure – just reminded me so much of the dogs that hound me – and I certainly do not have Press that follow me around.) By the way in the past, usually it’s always women (little girls) who have done this “trying to control me” behaviour, some people have coined an expression for it – “Ride her like a horse”, (people on channel 7), but I think the boys are copying the girls, as now I hear male voices yelling out, verbally harassing me from across the street, in the past it’s always been female voice that shouts/yells verbal harassment. {Actually, at the moment its either some girl or a toll truck driver following me, and I’ve noticed often, over the past few years, lately, that they have been trying to manipulate the situation in order that I will ‘lose’. If you read my photo story called “bank staff trying to unempower customers”, that’s a pretty good example of what I mean here. It’s like they’re trying to change destiny, and the way that things are meant to unfold, and they know that’s what they’re doing, and that’s what they’re getting off on, ‘playing God’, this again goes back to the girls I went to school with, in church, who later work at Bunnings and Mitre 10 - all girls trying to play God, there’s a big cult of them, the dog network, as I call it. Those girls are really stupid, they don’t know that they’re going to get their comeuppance.} I have a right to be single and go from A to B without being harassed. Do you see how fucked this country is STILL, I recommend not having kids. I know I would never have kids in such an ugly world. BTW I find most women don’t like being around people they can’t control. And by other people I mean other women. They actually get pissed off, if they can’t control the situation and then cause conflicts. They even have the audacity to take it further- in my situation at least they do; because they can’t control me, they then blame me for the conflict that they’ve created - because they’re so pissed off that they can’t control the situation. I find most people quite absurd. I’ve had a lot of experience with women like this, my grandmother was particularly like this, but also her daughter my aunt and my sister all want to try and control the situation and none of them realised that none of them were smart enough to control the situation anyway. My Grandmother especially used to get very upset if her perception of reality was contradicted, like she always thought men to be smarter than women, but when I came along and proved otherwise, she was so angry, she smashed her glass into the kitchen sink!  lol! However, my grandmother seemed to have major passive dysfunctional problems, the biggest one, in fact, was to try and create ‘the common enemy’, so she and whoever she was talking to, could have something to talk about. She couldn’t ever talk to someone without bitching and ‘playing sides’ like that, for her, that was the only way she knew how to communicate with her friends or family, she did not know how to be ‘equals’, she subconsciously thought there should be a ‘hierarchy’, and bitching about someone made her feel important and superior, actually very sad, and it’s too bad that nobody pointed out this to her, when she was alive. Although she did start having a go at my little brother, when we were talking one-day, and I pretty much stopped her in her tracks with some curt comment to save Thomas, then I didn’t have any more problems with her regarding my brother, but I don’t think she fully understood what she did; her personal dysfunction. And you know, this is why I have such happy memories of going over to the beach, because grandma usually never accompanied us, it was so nice not to have to listen to anyone bitch about another member of the family or friends (or neighbours). And, someone told me, a guy named Billy Baxter was doing Simon Says, he worked on the radio, apparently. He was from Gunnedah too, I never met him, but I think I saw him in Melbourne when I was there, he was surrounded by about 10 young girls (I would say 10 young bimbos, possibly thieves?). Maybe he wants to be “Billy the Kid”. RACK off. Another theory as to why I am harassed when I go down the street shopping. I suspect it may be to do with eBay, as eBay sellers want to supply goods to me via eBay, so they can make a profit. For instance, some T staples which I need, I can’t purchase them anywhere except for Bunnings, and of course I refuse to go to Bunnings since they steal from me, so I’ve had to buy them on eBay at triple the price. It may be just a conspiracy theory but given the nature of people I wouldn’t be surprised if this is somewhat true. You know, if you feel you need to “help me” when you see me, perhaps you could send donations to my PayPal account; emilycbieman@gmail.com - that would actually be helpful!! Or buy some of my seeds or fabrics. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Or my bathroom needs cleaning, toilet could be due for a scrub! GET REAL!!! I know just writing about nazi behaviour has reduced it. 22. Australian building practises, its renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS This is how I am dressed atm inside my rental (2021). At night, I can literally feel my head shrinking because of the cold, and the lackadaisical building techniques that Australia allows. Really every single residential home needs to be brick, preferably double brick, in Australia brick has insulating properties that protects people from heat and cold illnesses, and those illnesses are silent killers. Living in a well-insulated house is how to protect yourself against many diseases. (Not to mention the flu virus) The photo showing me all 'rugged' up was taken at Gin Gin in winter, surprisingly, they actually get an occasion mild frost there. But you ought to have seen what I looked like in winter at Gunnedah - literally 7 jumpers, I looked like a sheep ready to be shorn! (lucky I am a knitter). This cold weather allergy is all Centrelink’s fault with forced work at the Nursing home {still affecting me 15yrs later - do you think I am entitled to workers comp HA AS IF}. It is also part caused by substandard housing with little insulation. As this story has had such an impact on my life, I want to repeat myself; about the total scam CENTERLINK Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional - DELUSIONAL - it is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, (first time in my life due to a burnt throat the season before) and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (those women at Centrelink ought to be SHOT) at that workplace, a nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever. 3YRS of mild fever too. Here is a good spot to mention; a few years earlier before this incident, I saw an ad for a Pat Parelli Horsemanship workshop, out past Coolah. (Do you see the dogs). At the time, I thought well that sounds fun, I love horses, so I went, drove down there, but little did I know, out past Coolah (can’t quite remember where it was now (some girls farm)), it was much colder there than in Gunnedah, and from the moment I got out of the car, I was basically freezing - the whole day, freezing. FREEZING. I wanted to stay on though, and hear what they had to say. Because I had a great interest in horses, eventually I left, went home, and had a hot bath. I didn’t get sick, not the flue, nor a cold, nor even a sniffly nose, after enduring 4hrs or so of FREEZING. This tells me, I mean, I knew it already, but this is proof, it’s not the cold that gives you the flu or pneumonia, it’s literally a contagious virus that is the problem. (That horsemanship day was scam, I bet it was Charlotte Powell’s property, Amy Powell was from Coolah – I tell you, obsessed with me) And, in retrospect, the seven games of natural horsemanship is a great philosophy, and there are elements of people out there who really have no idea how to behave around animals, and in fact they’re quite cruel, and they don’t have a caring nature, but they still want to go horse-riding; Pat Parelli’s seven games of natural horsemanship is for them. It is for people who need to learn how to be caring. It would be for Charlotte Powell. I can definitely say, I needed not have bothered to go, this is not something I needed to learn, I already had those attributes. Anyway, why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – apparently the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. Actually, as soon as it drops below 20°C, I can feel a change in my head, I become slightly lethargic, that feeling you get when you’re an immune is fighting, it may be confused with feeling hungry/slightly dizzy. So, some people reckon that it’s just an automatic immune response that doesn’t actually mean anything, that your body has been tricked into reacting in a certain way, it’s the same reason why they believe asthmatic people have asthma attacks, it’s just an immune response. I am not sure about this? maybe virus has somehow got in, found your weakness and somehow has made a permanent place for itself in your immune? and when feeling giddy, it is a serious attack on the body and your immune is fighting it. That’s why you can feel it. So, the experts don’t know what exactly your immune is fighting, and why cold weather triggers some sort of bad reaction (try sitting in a waiting room under the air con – what a disaster! - of course my burnt damaged throat allows the ‘badies’ in) Although, at least I’m not in Gunnedah still, it’s much colder in Gunnedah - at night, at times it got so cold I could literally hear my brain slowing right down, my thought process was in ‘slow motion’, it was quite bizarre. Later I was told that this happens in Antarctica; a couple of researchers were down there, and they experienced the same thing when they were outside doing their checks. It’s a known phenomenon that happens in cold weather – although obviously the Gunnedah temperature would be considerably warmer than Antarctica, which tells me, there’s definite weird problem going on, as far as I’m concerned. It was triggered by a virus (100% sure about this), plus, I believe it was given to me deliberately (that last deliberate part, may be debatable, some people in high places said they would know about it if that was happening, but I am not so sure….) - signed the form so I would not sue them. They knew at least if you work there, you will get sick. Not sure what they were so worried about, no lawyer in Australia would sue Centrelink anyway, lawyers in Australia are all way too whipped. Did Centrelink think I was going to win the lottery, so I could afford a fancy $50,000 lawyer to sue them? “That girl has definitely got a chance of winning the lottery…..“ lol, well, you know what there’s hope then, if the government, thinks that I might have a chance of winning the lottery, there’s hope!! I have to update this in 2025 because I found a place further north my head no longer gets giddy in winter although I do still have to sleep with a beanie on in winter but it is a fantastic spot and I can't believe my luck and fortune. So in Gunnedah and all other rentals since, (since it is cheap rentals that have the worst insulation ), those homes did not have sufficient heating, and this probably perpetuated my 'cold allergy'. Plus I also realise that food and diet has a lot to do with coping with illness, the better you eat the better, the better your body can deal with sickness. And from looking at my little pussycat; the better you eat, the longer you will live, regardless of what's wrong with you. I do suspect my mother who was adopted at age 2, was nutritionally starved before she was adopted, and this played a role in her illness. And in fact anyone who has dementia I suspect it can be traced right back to from when they were in the womb and pour nutrition, particularly people who went through the war, and went through periods of starvation. Just a feeling and somewhere along the lines of Socrates. 23. Poor Renters in Australia 🎻Monday, 7 August 2023 (I pretty much update this every time they steal something precious to me) As I watched my current landlord farmer one Saturday (2019) drive by my cottage in his cattle truck, down the hill then back around past my house again, REPEATEDLY – ALLDAY, (what a nutter), I decided, as a lifelong 45yr old female renter, I would compose a list of hardships that renters have to endure. Aside from that kind of obvious car nuisance harassment. 1. Landlords coming around when it pleases them to go on personal power trips about irrelevant issues, male landlords especially. (Darcy Ward, Steve Carter – not even my landlord). Female ones wanting me and everyone to be like her child, so she can boss them – weird. GO AWAY. 2. Once I had a female landlord (not mentioning any names, Julie Knapman) that kicked me out because she only wanted cash (she was screwing the government), and the other main reason (as I WAS paying cash, {I just did not want to and asked to do it (nicely) by bank transfer – same as how EVERYBODY else does it}), was because I was happy. It really ticked her off every time we spoke, so she kicked me out, jealous! She reminded me of Tina Sparkles from Strictly Ballroom - psychotic jealousy. As I was moving from their house, she was in a car and she kind of chased me down the driveway and pushed me off the road into the paddock, what a total dog nutter. LITTLE GIRL Plus, I’m 100% sure she and her daughter went in to the house when I was in town, as one day orange lollypop men put a traffic jam on the road with fake roadworks (not a COINCIDENCE), so I had pulled up behind Julie and her daughter - she saw me, there were only 2 cars on the road, hers and mine, and as long as it took for those lollipoppers to hold up the traffic, was long enough for her to decide she wanted to go and stickybeak in the house, since she knew I was in town; she did a U-turn right there, even though the bridge is just before town on a ½hr trip into town, and went back. Manipulative lollipop men. Plus I know she was in the house, as my cat was totally freaked out when I got home, and they killed the unusual and very large spider who lived at the front door. 👎 I have cameras now so my landlord can’t do that, but I wish I had one installed when I was there - I would put it up on the Internet to show everyone what she was really like, and the kind of things that I have to put up with as a renter. And, now, I try not to personally attack anyone on my blog unless they’re a thief, or if I am returning the favour – RIGHT BACK AT YOU. At that house, I had turned one bedroom into a walk-in closet, (btw, see how to do this in my Renters walk-in closet story – no structural change ofcourse), I turned the huge living room into a craft room and the other huge living room into my bedroom, it was a good-sized house (read my Tulcumbah photo story). I just turned it into my kind of ‘lifestyle’ house, rather than a family house for kids, GUESSS WHAT people who do not have kids, can do this – I had not started my seed business at this point either). Plus, also I don’t drink or spend any money on any other vices, (as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps, wouldn’t you? well that’s me all the time!!). So, she’s another woman who can’t understand the fact that I don’t have kids, and I’m not married, she can’t stand the fact that I’m happy because of it, that is a concept she just doesn’t like, but she subconsciously realizes the benefits of both those things and resents it, she’s jealous. Typical Australian woman - jealous bitch. I am, quite frankly, fed up with being blamed for situations just like this not working out, when I am not to blame, I had to leave because of her dysfunction, NOT MINE. Infact at least 6 places I have rented, this has been the case, their problems, not mine. (Stop breeding WAKE UP! Any more than 2 creates health problems anyway; women, start showing signs of intelligence, please!). Btw, that little girl-woman also never notified me of neighbours aerial spraying pesticides – by law they have to, so the neighbours doing it would have advised them, but then in turn they did not advise me their tenant – such is the disrespect of farmer little girls. 3. Then there is the issue of using grey water on the garden, landlords expect tenants to pay for pipes and plumbing to do that, I have spent $1000’s on other people’s grey water systems, and then they ask me to leave when lease expires – it is unfair. One house had all its grey water empty onto the side passageway outside the yard on the street, causing major drainage problems and grass issues in a little patch, then they withheld bond as the grass was so long there (unbelievable theft, Elders Gladstone, Tamara Smitz, Lacey Bimrose combined with the Builyan police power trippers, who I later discovered had been sneaking in to my house while I slept and stealing.)) 4. Same house, the water in the kitchen was so bad I could not drink it, I had to use laundry water that had town water connected - the landlord simply refused to fix rusty old leaky tank. 5. Maintenance is a huge issue; I have not had one landlord who has been prepared to fix rusty leaky gutters (Except Ernie!). On rain water reliant houses, this is vital maintenance. (One house had 1 tank that leaked badly, it is really unacceptable to offer a house with no drinking water) and I might mention, unacceptable to offer a house with dam water for a garden, then not actually connect it. (Alistair Darcy Ward) infact another weird thing that at least 3 of my landlords have done is told me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, I discovered that in 2 of those, not only has there NOT been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been ANY water at all. LIARS. {And the 3rd one, in the last five months straight there has been NONE either}. I know real estate agents do this when they’re trying to sell land too – make it look all lush, when in reality it only looks like that after drought breaking rain every 7yrs or so. So, my landlord has decided that they too will lie to tenants! Either there’s water or there isn’t; You can’t say there’s water when there’s not - don’t be dishonest. 6. One landlord used to go through my stuff when I was not there and steal, once he not only stole my pliers, but he angled them under my car tyre, so when I reversed, it punctured the tyre. (Peter Long, and I think he was incahoots with my jobs provider, Graham Kent and Courtney Lang? Egging each other on - both no conviction) Common problem of landlords snooping around (break and enter with their own copy of the key). Actually, I think I have only had 1 landlord that did not do that (lovely Italian couple down at Pendle Hill) (change locks when you move in, no copy to landlord – they DO come in without permission, even though that’s illegal to do. (Course, change back when leave). 7. Adult kids of landlords coming round and stealing – HUGE PROBLEM, Long/Ferguson/Ward, all infact. No conviction. Neighbourhood stealing too, copycats; general disrespect. Infact entering the house when I am not there and stealing is so rife as a renter, by not only landlords and their kids, but also their kid’s friends, plus neighbours, who like to play stupid games like “big brother”, (“we’ll save you landlord” – imaginary wars – there is major dysfunction in suburbia), and the kids who live next door, and NUMEROUS other people who all arrogantly think they are entitled to just waltz in and help themselves to my things. HUGE PROBLEM. HUGE. {Little birdy told me it is related to my school days, as at school the house mistress’s went through all the girls dorms every few weeks, they called in “Dorm Search”, looking for reasons to expel or discipline in some way. Basically, they were perverts, so all the girls (the stupid ones), now think it is perfectly OK to go through someone else’s living quarters. It is so widespread, that I guess personal privacy is ‘a thing’ in many family situations. Families of perverts. Yuk. {The girl who steals my essential oils – you are a pervert.} 8. One house in Petersham, Sydney had a house next door that had an open pipe in it that the people in that house could see directly into my window, which would’ve been a bedroom but I turned it into a sewing room. I could hear them, I think it was two young teenage boys that were gagging and carrying on, being able to see this young woman without her knowing. So disgusting! Another neighbour, or those 2 boys stole my handbag from my house one night. I remember seeing this short blonde girl walk by one day, she yelled out some sort of abuse at me – she was dog nuts, and I think this is the same girl I saw in Melbourne who was apparently my flatmates girlfriend. Major dog stalker, I am thinking some famous persons daughter? She seems to be protected. Seriously she needs to be locked up, or at the very least kept on a leash. This is the reason why you ought not have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18, just not worth it, otherwise. The world is full of SCUM PERVERTS. 9. Renters are often forced to be transient, this creates all sorts of social ‘displaced’ problems, for instance in one suburb I moved to, I could not open the windows, as not only did the neighbors kids climb in and steal things, but the teenage boys jump up to peer in and spy on me (disgusting) - Neighbours hate newcomers, they automatically hate them before they even know you. They hate people they don’t know; they hate single women who do not have a husband, and they especially hate unemployed ones. In each neighbourhood I have had to live in, it’s always the same, maybe one in 100 people may treat you with an ounce of respect, but not usually. I have many instances, stories, names I could name, but today I am just going to name 3 neighbors at Colosseum who would be known in the community to be nice, respected upright law-abiding citizens, however I know them to be disgusting, unaccepting, disrespectful hateful people: Bev and Bevan Ross, and Glen Blackburn. 10. Another issue is backyards, when the tenant is renting, they should be able to do as they wish with the backyard, i.e., plant a vege patch, maybe some fruit trees if there is room and a long lease. While they pay for the property, it is up to them what they do with it, if they do not wish to mow lawns, then that is their prerogative, unless there are special inclusions that are SPOKEN prior to signing lease (Verbally stated - I keep writing this “verbally spoken”, as in stated out loud and discussed with the future tenant, so that the tenant fully understands a major condition of living there. – this part keeps being deleted, so I’m going to write it 3 times “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”, “verbally stated”) In fact, it’s my experience that half the rules in the lease, the actual landlord doesn’t give a toss about - it’s the rental girl who’s got a b in her bonnet about all of those rules. Which is why it’s really important that all of them are discussed. Most renters do not bother reading fine print. Plus, I would say, all of the landlords I have encountered, if they were given an ultimatum before I moved in; I’m not going live here if you want me to mow your lawns - then the landlord would’ve said (pretty sure, it would have been 10 out of 10) “oh okay that’s fine you don’t have to”. It’s really only the Real Estate rental girl, at the end, when they leave, who has the issue, and will say to the landlord, oh well you should withhold the bond because they didn’t mow the lawns, and even though the landlord wasn’t really too concerned about it in the first place, but when they see there’s an option to get several hundred dollars of the bond - they go “oh okay” - it’s plain theft, and I’m having a crackdown on dodgy rental girls they are young, manipulative and stupid. If you rent a house for the sole purpose of wanting the lawns mowed, then the landlord ought to be paying the tenant to do so, the going rate for lawn mowing is $60/hr. Landlords should not have powers to ‘use’ tenants like this. {btw, I did not really have any issues with the lawn in any rental, just using it as an example – the dogs have MANY such rules.} 11. And, common problem for me is gardening, with being harassed by neighbours who are friends with landlord while out in the yard; common dog problem. General disrespect from the locals. “we’re watching you” 12. It is none of a landlord’s business how much furniture a tenant has – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And tenants do not wish to have the landlord’s spare furniture in their home. REMOVE IT, all of it. 13. If the landlord only wants to rent the house for short periods, like 6mnths, this needs to be disclosed to tenant, as it is a monumental task to move house, apparently it is one of the most stressful times for a person (and as having to move for the 5th time in less than 12 months due to reasons OUT of my control - I assure you it is beyond stressful, and physically straining for mature adults). So, lying landlords about lease is common. (Elders and Ward) 14. I have to mention carpet in rentals, only a landlord that lacks monumental amounts of common-sense would put carpet in a rental. 15. Another stressful issue for me as a tenant was living somewhere for 10 years, then being asked to leave. I mean that is my home and where I had my life including my business, and I was just kicked out when landlord sold it, easy as pie for the landlord. My life was snatched away from me. Not sure what they can do about that, but it is a hardship. 16. Another thing is cost for unemployed people. Did you know unemployment is $327 less each fortnight than a pensioner? An unemployed person on Centrelink benefits cannot afford to pay more than $180/week, anymore and they will not be able to eat 3 meals a day or pay car rego / electricity etc. There are very limited free-standing houses at that price, and most of them appear like they are “drug houses” fit for only people who are looser junkies. There are a lot of single unemployed older ladies who are not junkies and require a more ‘hopeful” quality of life. 17. Don’t get me started on the cost of ink and printers for their last century forms. I can’t believe how many Real Estates don’t know about online digital forms, or simply sending pdfs that DO NOT REQUIRE A PASSWORD. Businesses these days who want you to fill in PDF’s, do it digitally, so you can either download a digital form or you can fill it out in their browser, it’s really easy and it saves printing out literally dozens, if not, sometimes hundreds of pieces of paper, especially when only a signature or even an initial is required per page. I mean, there is the application form, 9 pages. The lease, 11 pages, not to mention all the terms and conditions, and other special clauses, and forms for each agent, there are literally dozens of forms, I have to print out because hillbilly Real Estates still haven’t cottoned on to the Digital age. You know it cost $44 to replace the ink on a typical low-income HP printer, 1 rental requires at least ¼ to ½ of that ink, so if I had need to put in multiple applications on different properties - it’s way too expensive not to mention wasteful. Then there’s the $100’s of dollars added on to each move, in the form of hiring a truck ($2500 last time, $4000 time before that, and $1400 the time before…I won’t even mention what professional removalists charge!) and as of late, most rentals only want short term anyway, so it is constant moving and wasting my money. 18. One of the biggest problems is pets. Do you actually know anyone that doesn’t have a pet? It is unacceptable asking for ‘no pets’ on any rental. It’s not a question of allowed /not allowed, it’s none of the landlord’s business what the tenant does /doesn’t do, or how they live their life. NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. Don’t be so blonde Nazi. (realesate.com, at least 95% of listings state NO PETS, still) I should mention, ages ago, my folks, after dad’s mum died, purchased a rental in Wilga St, Gunnedah, for a very brief time; after the first lot of tenants left, they went in to have a look, I kid you not, as soon as they entered, the whole floor of the living room was gone (hardwood floor) and you could see the dirt! yes, I’m sure the $400 bond would have covered that! NOT. (That would be ‘the powers that be’ in Gunnedah giving my dad bad renters, because he was new in town – they know who the dodgy ones are, gossipying little girls.) That ended dads attempt at being a landlord! Oh, no, wait, that’s right, he sold it and purchased some land in Queensland; he was talked into it by their new friends the Henry’s. I'm not really sure why he would possibly have done that, it was in a remote part with no power or water, he had to pay rates on it every year. Queensland housing and land didn't really start to go up until the 2000's and if he had kept it that whole time he would've paid way excess in rates. As it was, there was major depreciation, it was a total bad investment, he ended selling that too, after still losing $1000’s in yearly rates. I guess, they didn't have my realestate.com back then. So there gone my future house.  19. OMG - bathrooms that slope out to the corridor!! Every bathroom on every rental built before 2020 – so bad! Please, go see The Block, see how it’s done! – floor has to slope towards drain. 20. I have to mention windows and security, if a door or flyscreen can be easily pried off or cut to gain entrance, IT WILL BE, THEY DO IT, every house I have lived in, neighbourhood thieves, not to mention organized petty crime rings, will break in, even sometimes just to snoop around, sometimes they take ‘souvenirs’. Proper security screens on all doors/windows are a must in rentals. From now on I will not look twice at a rental that does not have security. 21. Inspections should not be allowed by owners or realtors; it is a total invasion of privacy and a total power tripping exercise for the estate agent and or the typical middle-class landlord. By law, they can do it every 3mnths, as it is written into a standard form 18a lease. That’s unacceptable – ridiculous. Especially taking photos of all the tenants stuff inside house. Do those rental ‘lease rule makers’, not know about the pervy tyrannical power trippin’ nature of women? OUTRAGEOUS. AND, how come they’re allowed to do inspections, but why is there no compulsory inspections by building inspectors for basic standards of living?? I can assure you if there was, this current building, would have failed and have been BULLDOZED by now, 2022). 22. After having so many landlords now, there’s a major problem with snobbery, most landlords particular ones in Gunnedah think that people who rent are inferior to them. It really is a form of racism - superiority complex! Some landlords I know, and I’m thinking of two in particular here - they’re absolute complete doofusheads, and they would be totally lost if they weren’t married. They would not last 2 seconds without their wives due to their incompetence and general thoughtlessness, yet both those men looked down upon a renter, with passive disrespect, no matter what their capabilities. So, you need to throw out these stupid feelings of superiority thanks very much. And hey, buffoon head, I know you can hear me. 23. DISRESPECTFUL landlords, although, I have found male landlords are far more respectful than females, infact, I find this in general, a weakness of women, they are by nature, disrespectful and selfish – VAIN. Attitude problem in regards to renters: “2nd class people”; so, omit basic house amenities, like fans, aircons, flyscreens, properly functioning working doors, steps…… I have noticed, of late, selfishness, greed and money are the no 1 priority for most landlords, more so than providing a dwelling for another human. Such a lack of empathy. Really only wanting to provide a “stopover” for someone, rather than a safe place to call home. Majority of landlords lie to facilitate this. Birdy said, the ‘ugly’s’ are forced to be gypsies. 24. Btw, in a standard lease on a rental, there is 1 ‘pro-tenant’ paragraph (just 1 “pro”); “landlord is to provide quiet enjoyment of the premises: The lessor must take reasonable steps to ensure the tenant has quiet enjoyment of the premises. (3) The lessor or the lessor’s agent must not interfere with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy of the tenant in using the premises.” {If this is not provided, I personally consider landlord in breach of contract, and inept to me, regardless if the case is brought before a court. (If it was brought before a court, the tenant would still lose, they make it so, at court, at Qcat anyway). That means practically ALL my landlords from David and Brenda onwards -in dept to me.} Stealing is a breach of reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. Switching my electricity off is an interference with the reasonable peace, comfort or privacy. At least 3 of my landlords have done this, and on a regular basis. 25. Just remembered something else: by law a neighbour has to advise its neighbour if they are aerial spraying poisons. I have had at least 2 farmer landlords that did not bother advising me, they are so arrogant, they thought, oh, she’s no-one, just a renter, no need to warn her. And on one of those occasions the pilot saw me out the back of the house and deliberately flew over to me, and directly sprayed over me then over the house/roof where my drinking water collects, (a 1km deviation from his paddock) toxic stink! This happened twice, the 2nd time, they used pyrethrum. (Bret Knapman and David Heywood - and because those owners didn’t bother to show me any respect by warning me of such things, their kids, and those young stupid cocky pilots see that behaviour, and this is why they sprayed over me, because the landlord ‘set the bar’. Stupid arsholes. Copycat problems. Also “fumigation” is a problem, especially on poorly constructed dwelling that have holes and then bugs – they spray poison which in turn causes sickness. I wrote a whole story about the Sarina unit on my blog…. 26. On one rental, I wanted to confirm that the person I spoke to was indeed the owner of the home, {as I’ve actually been sent on a wild goose chase’s in the past, from someone over the phone}, and this rental was 2hrs away to see before I decided. So, I phoned Bundaberg Council and I told them who the owner was, and they confirmed, yes, it’s true. However, I phoned council a couple of years later to see whether I could get someone to deem the house liveable or unliveable, same house (this by the way, is more of the poppycock rubbish renters have to go through, because my landlord wanted me to leave 6 months before the lease expired, so she has come up with a cockanninnie excuse of ‘unliveable’, so I need proof to say to the court, oh but wait, she’s a greedy liar, it is ‘liveable’ – which eventually I did – she lost after I had to spend weeks researching all the rental rules). Anyway, the point of the story is, that Council then told me, that there’s no way they could tell me if there had been a change of ownership in my rental house, and he was actually implying that there had been, but when I asked him about it he said he can’t say anything due to very strict privacy laws, and if I asked him if he could confirm or deny who the owner is, if I told him the owner, he said NO he most certainly could not do that. HE COULD NOT ADVISE THE NAME OF MY RENTAL’S OWNER. I suspect that person I spoke to at council, Steve Percell is lying (?); there’s no reason why as a renter, I can’t know who the owner of the home is!! Infact to not advise a tenant of who actually owns the house they are living in – if requested, is morally wrong, it lends itself to enabling extreme control obsessions. Has no one seen the movie “Single White female”? They get OBSESSED! So not sure if this is a rule that needs to be changed or he was lying, or the girl I spoke to initially was lying? {A dog from Telstra – they often put me through to stupid dogs who pretend to be someone else. I wrote a whole story about the Telstra antics on my blog….} 27. Also, the option of Body Corporates is, well, plain bad for a renter, they especially, like to come up with nazi rules, not to mention extreme overcharge annual rates. Any rental with a Body Corporate, ought to be avoided. This applies to any home purchase with a Body Corporate too. 28. Lastly, I want to state something about a landlords intentions, over a tenants – there are some members of the community who will NOT listen to anything a tenant says, they will give them no heed at all, just ignore them, but, imply the landlord, gets to make any decision about the tenant – I can’t believe what a problem this has been. Such stupidity in the community. I have many examples, but I will give 1; my bottle of used Bleach was stolen at my new address near Mackay. I had a mould problem at this new address so sprayed the bathroom with it, but - it didn’t really work; it made no difference to the mould, so I thought it must just be painting stain on the walls and not mould. But a few months later, I decided that there were definitely other areas in the bathroom, that was mould, and I needed some bleach, so after discovering my bleach was stolen, I purchased some more. I used the new bleach on the mould, plus also I sprayed the ‘paint stain’ area too, just for good measure. And well, lo and behold, it kills ALL the mould in a matter of seconds. So, the bleach they gave me before just didn’t work! Faulty bleach? I don’t think so, my theory is, and this is so typical of stupid dogs; what they did was listened to the ‘intentions’ of my previous landlord, as it was a green eco-village there, and my landlord, was opposed to chemicals of any sort, - she had no common sense whatsoever, and was a pothead. Such irony. And now, I am a very ‘green’ person, but when it comes to mould, bleach or vinegar is the best solution, as it kills it pretty much straight away, and has minimal impact on the environment because you just spray it onto the mould area and leave it, that’s it, simple. So, the supermarket dogs, saw bleach in my trolley at checkout, and must have thought, oh well, her landlord does not want any chemicals at that address, so, we’ll just swap this bleach over for watered bleach that will not work. It was covid19 times when I purchased that other bleach. There was a bleach shortage. But damn those stupid supermarket thieving dogs. In conclusion, if you have to rent EVER in life – you are a victim. Every time you hear a news story which describes some sort of difficulty and unavailability of rentals due to shortages; when all the landlords hear this, they will be really pleased, because they know they have a guaranteed rental supply, and they can probably put their rents up too. In fact I think sometimes when I hear those stories, the news people are specifically talking to the rich people “good news folks!”. So do not have kids, not having anywhere to live makes it not worth it. No money; then don’t have kids. I’ve noticed people who rent all their life, by the time they reach 50, they are considerably more pissed off, and don’t feel they are quite so ‘lucky’ to be alive, than people who don’t rent. I really feel the government needs to intervene, otherwise peoples greed for rent money is so overconsuming, that a renters hardships are akin to war time. When infact it is peace time in our country, and has been for many decades. Plus, Australia is an affluent country. {One of my pet peeves: hearing rich people telling a poor person to stop complaining}. So far, the government has not done anything to help renters, infact they have done the opposite, so today it is more difficult, more expensive than EVER before. Although, apparently in 2024 the gov brought around some changes to make landlords fix problems, quicker. Plus a few other changes to make it more amenable to renters. But I still feel a renter is like a small seal who gets tossed round by the big whales. You should do everything in your power when you’re young, to make sure you don’t have to rent. You can’t live a proper life if you have to keep paying rent to somebody else. Renters get a very poor deal, and I don’t really see anybody out there standing up for them, which is why I’ve written this, I did have it on social media a couple of years ago, but I was banned. { “oh no! someone who can think, what are we to do? she wasn’t even elected into power, how can we let her put up these thoughts and ideas out there - no no, it’s out of the question, get rid of her”. True.} 24. Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts I was just going through my list of stolen items to see if I could mark off any items that have been mysteriously returned... and I saw, I mentioned, when I was living at Colosseum, and when a few items were stolen, at that time, there were people lurking about, I heard 2 female voices outside my window, one night in my shade house (they stole some of my plants plus a 40L black storage box – with Gunnedah 18 Henry st, written on the side). I remembered then, also that there was a girl down the paddock too during the day, I heard someone, it might have been Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, the only people I knew in the area, or it could have been someone from Facebook, as I was selling my plants - they saw and they came and took. {not that I gave out my address, but it was a small community and a lot of people (women) make it their business to know other people’s business NOSY BITCHES.} actually I suspect my landlords wife, Julie Ward – no conviction. So, you might read this, and be kind of concerned, and think there were ghosts around, (I know there are some people that actually think that…) or I was delusional and hearing voices, (I know there are some people who think that aswell – idiots (Sharon Morgan) as my location were quite remote. So, I thought I should say, I wasn’t concerned at all when I heard these girls voices, because this is a really common for me, maybe it sounds weird to you but ever since I was 18, I’ve had people hang around my house at night. It happened in Gunnedah after I came home from school from Armidale, (and in retrospect, in Armidale at boarding school, I would’ve had, -I did have problems with the house mistresses – so there would have been housemistress’s (Cathy Goldman) hanging around at night too, I have some vague memories of part dreams and incidences involving them). And when I moved to Sydney - way more people. I think in Petersham, where I lived briefly, at one point they would’ve been at least 100 people outside on a nightly basis, - I usually just sleep through whatever is going on outside, seriously, I used to pay no attention to what other people were doing, none, not really a ‘people person’. I firmly believe this is one part about me that has kept me sane, -as you get older, I think it’s normal for people to be more observant of what’s going on and more understanding of what’s going on, I’m pretty sure when I was young, I didn’t have much of an understanding of what goes on in life (it’s all bad)). After that theft at Colosseum, I put a cctv on my shade house. Goddam thieving women. But on one night at Petersham, I was awoken because there was a loud thump on the door. I got up, opened the door, I was half asleep and squinty, a big bright light shone right in my face, and it was the police, they said; Did you call the police mam, I said, “no I did not call the police, I do not have a phone, I’d just been asleep, only woken now.” (Later on, I thought I might have had a vague memory of having a dream before I was woken up, of me saying “call the police” in my dream, because someone was annoying the crap out of me! -which would’ve been all the voices I heard outside in the garden, the hordes of people (a garden shared by 4 units), but it was a dream, I really didn’t call anyone, I didn’t actually have a phone, I was literally asleep and probably snoring -it was like someone was perving on my dreams, and facetiously called the police on my behalf (without my permission or knowledge). I had a similar dream some yrs later, after I moved back up to Gunnedah and onto a farm – where I did actually get a cat!! My cat had kittens, seven of them, and one night they’re all in my bed, the mother too, so 8 cats! They were purring madlyhappily, and I was asleep, and so I started dreaming that all my kittens were going to go up to heaven! as I knew I would be annoyed if I was awoken. This is kind of a very cheeky dream because obviously I didn’t want to kill my cats or want them dead! but they were annoying me because they were purring so loudly and would soon awaken me. Lol! So, that dream it’s kind of exactly the same thing as dreaming about calling the police, as there is too much noise going on, and I would be soon awoken. I know image transfer is common, and I’m a visual person, some people can see, some people can’t. Some people can see, but don’t know it, (actually I think probably everyone can see, but they don’t know it, as it is often a subconscious thing – and most people are “sleeping beauties”. The irony of the whole mental asylums is bordering on the point of ridiculousness at this juncture. So, some of those people give me problems in life, I call them dogs, they attack like dogs, they are non-thinking and stupid. Some see very well, and ‘play’. I recall at school, once, we were on an excursion in a commercial kitchen, we were having a tour. And we went past the chocolate sauce area, the guy stopped and explained in great detail about how the chocolate sauce is distributed etc, then we moved onto the next thing. But I was so mad, because we were standing around looking at chocolate sauce for what seemed an eternity, and we weren’t allowed to have any!! I was mad mad mad, so mad, that in my mind I picked up the whole kitchen bench and threw it at the guy who was doing the tour, and, I kid you not, the guy looked at me with a cheeky grin and then he ducked!! Like he could tell the difference between reality and a projected image! One stupid woman dog attacked me, when she could see me with scissors chopping up all her fabrics. I actually wasn’t doing it, I was just imagining it, - {I amuse myself constantly!}, But she literally couldn’t tell the difference between reality and a projected image from someone else (some people can’t tell the difference between their own inner voice, and someone else’s inner voice too, some dangerous territory – they think it’s God). A lot of people are like this. Those people should watch out, because attacking like that stupid woman, one day someone’s going to bite you back. And I deeply resented her attack, I wish she was dead then, and still do – note, all this time I wished her dead, but I haven’t killed her, not even seeked revenge. I later saw that one on the ABC- bimbo nazihead. I think the ABC do rewards for bad behaviour, or at any rate, like to employ stupid dogs. Anyway, this night after the police asked me if I called them, I looked around in my squinty vision, and there’s dozens of people literally staring at me, they were all in my garden, and all out on the street, (it was a divided {1} house complex, there were four other units in 1 house (ridiculous real-estate greed)). I was in my nighty – they were staring at me in my nighty, squinting. It was humiliating. I had no idea what was going on out there, except I thought it was some sort of party, or more like social gathering, as there was no music or booze. And I am not a party girl type of person at all, I have mention, I don’t drink, or do drugs or go out to pubs and clubs, or really socialize at all, except for at work with work colleagues. So, seeing all those people was actually quite disturbing. It’s like they were doing the ‘opposite’ of what makes me happy and comfortable, it was a form of unbearable torture. I did not really understand about images back then, AS NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT. I suspect that’s why they hung around at night rather than day, to see dreams. And this why no one is held accountable, and can be sued. It’s like a deliberate form of bullying that they can easily get away with. The radio, JJJ, was involved. Not really sure what the attraction was, because it’s not like I was living this perfect life, and having these idyllic dreams, infact I recall having quite a few nightmares at that time! Sweaty. I was designing clothes at Grave Attire – gothic shop. I did have a happy childhood; I suspect this has a lot to do with it. So, you know, this is typical that people hang outside my house, (it happened at Hornsby and Pendle Hill too). I have people who follow me when I drive too – they think someone is going to see an image and crash, the people that follow me around, harass me, torment me, are facetious, controlling, manipulative, dishonest and liars. How dare they follow me around. Have they no idea what that would be like; if you were being followed around everywhere you went, and not overtly, but secretly on the sly? Like Co-conspiring behind my back, is a form of bullying. I can’t begin to explain the problems that would arise from this kind of situation - truly I am surrounded by stupid greedy moron bimbo bitches. I want compensation. Back then we didn’t have camera phones, but I would’ve liked to get a shot of all these people just hanging outside my house, as some sort of proof in case anyone here doesn’t believe me, although I think you can plainly see I have no reason to lie, and photos too, of all the other times when there was only one or two, or when the salesgirl from Harvey Norman was hiding behind the bushes, so I could post to you now, so you can see this strange and secretive phenomenon, -and it has been going on over many years, and so there would be quite a few people that have hung outside my house now, like as in I would say, 1000’s of people. All those people involved have given me permission to tell the rest of the world – to go fuck yourselves. That too would have intrigued the police if they were driving by “what are all those people doing there?” And that was one of the huge reasons and bonuses of why I moved on to a remote farm, in the country, it was only lucky that my parents lived in the country, and we had friends and acquaintances in a rural area, otherwise I would be truly stuck, because slipping into country life is not something that is easily done, rural people are very sceptical of outsiders. But after I moved out there, it was bliss, finally I could have some peace and quiet at night - which I more or less did (aside from those grievances that have been discussed on this website.) Once at Bulga Farm, I woke up to see my peacock running around the garden with something in its mouth, on closer inspection, I was to discover it was a used condom! Yuk. I suspect it was Robert Cull’s son!) After about 18 years I was forced to move out of Gunnedah, I was ‘cast out’ – due to this very issue, people cannot handle a single lady. I am now 1500km away in QLD. (I’m really old now, 49 – I suspect age has a lot to do with it, a woman on her own in her 20’s is a spectacle for some people – retarded people, people who work as radio DJS are stupid, this is their nature, and to entertain other likeminded stupid people.) Aside from my neighbours, I’ve only heard a few people hanging about in QLD, and one of those times it could’ve just been someone walking down the Fire trail. (Although I did suspect at one point someone put a phone somewhere under the house, so I could hear them on speaker occasionally? People are really fucked. – BTW it is NOT ok for you to lurk outside my house while I sleep and perv on my dreams, nor to just sit outside across from my house staring in for hours, nor is it ok to walk up and down past my house all night. Are you stupid? (I feel like John Malkovich from the movie “Being John Malkovich”-I wonder if they’ve changed it, edited it….) Although I know they can see things that happened in my past this way, things that I can’t remember, as I was too young, or things I may not have put together or noticed back then. This is how they discovered what happen re the NEGS kneeling thing and the evil terrorist Mr Cone, the school principal at Limbri school, and plenty of other things. They have looked back at every birthday party I had as a child too….and this is not something that is done formerly like at an appointment with a specialist. See someone is always watching you idiot thieves. By the way, when I was living at Gin Gin, someone told me that the reason why I can't "see", is because my father used to drink, like even before I was born, too much, it affected his DNA. At the time, well I thought, it was actually pretty healthy and normal not to have "visions" so to speak, in your head! But I realise now, it was just those stupid bitchy dogs trying to save themselves, and the real reason why I can't "see", is because I apply common sense, and choose not to live in somebody else's dreamworld. I'm the sane one! And I like it that way. I believe those people who follow me around to perv inside my head, have a dysfunction, it's kind of like the same as if they were addicted to drugs; wanting to live in somebody else's dreamworld - they have huge problems, (stemming from stupidity.) So, to those stupid QLD police who thought I was delusional, nuts, and hearing voices, you have absolutely no idea, you are completely clueless, you should just quit and go home. And get the fuck away from me. You too, naive mental health workers. Get the fuck away. You can’t control everyone. 25. FOMO - I know this may seem greatly offensive, but I feel it really needs to be said, it is my duty, since I am pretty sure no one else is going to have the audacity. If you’re a single woman with a child, I’m sorry, but you fall into the “completely stupid” category. First of all, you would’ve had a child out of fear - fear of being alone, fear of not having anyone to talk to, fear for not having anyone to look after you when you’re old, fear of not being the same as other women, fear of missing out. Not to mention, the ‘husband substitute’. There is also the reason of ‘playing sides’; the mother wants someone to be on her side, so she can gang up on husband or even other child, or extended family members, with her own child. Finally, she can have someone on her side. And ofcourse, the number one nazi reason, needing to have someone to ‘boss’ about and control – a subordinate. ALL ridiculous reasons for having a child, TRULY – this is not why you ought to have kids. (Oh, and the woman who brings foetus to birth, because it just happened; something started to grow, suddenly she had a big belly, and they could not be bothered to think about it, or think about doing something about it before it was too late – OMG – too bimbo to talk about any more). GUESS WHAT, no need to feel alone ever - you may not have noticed, but your never alone, ever, it is all a state of mind. And so, after becoming a single mother, then you wonder why it’s a struggle, and you don’t have enough to eat, and why are you getting ostracised from the community. You made a stupid decision, and now you have to live with it. IT TAKES Ying and Yang, to raise a child - male and female influence. Put your ego aside ladies and stop breeding like rabbits, you silly twits. Please note: I would never ostracise a stupid women for having a child if I saw one. She has made her decision, now she has to live with it. Btw, I believe all those above reason why a woman has kids, also applies to married ones. And, someone told me, it is common within a marriage also, for the husband to pressure the wife into having multiple kids so his ego can be passed on. Stand strong against your spouse’s egotistical pressures!! (In my family, it was my mum who pressured dad into having multiples!) (Take up gardening – far more enjoyable, less expensive!) I recall a high school teacher telling me that some of the year 10, 11, and 12 girls, were deliberately getting pregnant, so they could get the then Baby Bonus from the government, which was $5000 cash when baby was born! Stupid libs, they don’t know how naive young women are, how they are incapable of thinking and planning ahead due to their inexperience. And no one tells them, that unless they have a clear set path of 3 meals a day for the next 20 years, then they should not even contemplate having kids. How about that for REAL disgrace. I believe the Baby Bonus has been scrapped (thanks to Julia Gillard, hooray), the previous politicians seemed to be under the impression that Australia needs to populate, well WRONG, this is not the 50s any more. Australia needs to curb its population; we have run out of water, or at any rate, send people up to the far North, like Cook Town, hardly anyone up there. {And stop wanting your investment housing prices to skyrocket – plain greed.} I know there’s women out there who start off with a husband, then have kids, but things go awry, they get divorced, or he dies, and she’s left on her own with the kids. The thing is, if she had of known she would end up on her own, she probably would not have the kids in the first place. I mean, what’s the point, on your own. The husband is designed to bring home the bacon, so then the mother can get on with the feeding and raising, it’s a common-sense situation. So, I’m thinking there should be insurance against “husband loss”, and actually I can’t believe that there isn’t already insurance for it. There seems to be insurance for everything else, so why not this tragedy. (I know some things are hard to hear, but there is still more; I personally believe husbands in long term marriages, who run off with younger women, do so, because that is the nature of a paedophile; wanting to be around naive young women, who don’t know how bad/evil/difficult life is.) Unfortunately, I can’t take credit for having that stunning Acacia in my garden - part of the much-desired cognata hybrids 26. Moving to a Big City When I was in year 10, my mother suggested I go and speak to the school careers counsellor, to get some advice on what I should do after I left school. (Kind of the WHOLE point of school). So, I went and spoke with her, her name was Dr Scarf, and well, what happened, was strange - she basically refused to help me, her exact words “I can’t help you”, she insisted I leave her office. She was such a bitch. I’m not sure what her issue with me was, I certainly wasn’t rude to her in any way, maybe she just didn’t like me, but she would have nothing to do with me. I mean, I could cry blatant discrimination, but I’m not entirely sure what she was discriminating against? She should certainly not have worked at that school; she certainly should have not been a careers counsellor. BTW, that was the same woman who used to eavesdrop on the girls conversations, and try to will ‘swearing’, so she could pocket a $5 fine. She is just another typical evil women, I have encounted quite a few of them in my life. Perhaps the fact that she could not ‘will’ me, was the issue as to why she did not like me? Anyway, so since, later after t hat encounter with her, I won various awards at school and in Gunnedah for fashion related projects, it was expected that I would work in the fashion industry. {Although I suspect there may have been some manipulations going on, as in year 10, I was contemplating leaving at the end of that year and attending the famous Ryde Cookery school, as I did love to cook, even went down there and checked it out, even enrolled. But after I started Textiles and Design in 3rd term of year 10, and did so well at it, I decided I would stay on – so I suspect this may have been a bit of a sinister plot on behalf of the school, who wanted paying customers to stick around. Possibly in retrospect it would’ve been better for me if I left at the end of year 10 - but really who knows. When school finished (1991), I would have been quite happy just to stay at home, in the family home in Gunnedah and see what panned out, (probably would have just remained unemployed…{I did have a woodworking project going on, consisting of building a large dolls house – not really sure why, possibly the only thing really on my mind – I want a house!, and yes, I should have been an architect…Do you know, if someone had of told me back when I was seven years old or something, that the only possible way you’re ever going to be able to build your own dream home when you’re older, is if you become an architect - I’m pretty sure I would’ve set about becoming one. But anyway, back then, and when I was 18, the concept of being an architect was not conceivable. But after school my mother would not hear of me staying in her house, she packed me up and basically dragged me down to Sydney, enrolled me in the Fashion Production course at Hornsby Tafe, and set me up in a flat in the wannabe hoity-toity suburb of Chatswood. Little did she know that the couple she selected me to live with were hard and fast potheads, and were totally addicted to their lifestyle consisting of coming home from work and sitting down to consume 30 hits of the bong! - then doing it all over again the next day, and every! It was quite an introduction for me into the Sydney adult world. The couple were very lovely, and seemingly very normal, (no tattoos!), and they happily answered my many curious questions I had about drugs. I quietly deduced; boredom and laziness, but above all, rebellion was their motivation (this would stem from nazi parents, nazi school teachers 100% over controlling, power tripping ways of raising children – such stupidity in this area, still). I did ask them why?, and he said, “so he could feel normal”. I wondered well, if you feel normal, then what’s the whole point - kind of seems like a big waste of money- paying some exploiter all that money, just to feel the same as you always did and do!! – you know, one has to step back and apply common-sense in every situation you find yourself in! Btw those people who sell drugs, are predators, looking for victims. You would have to be a sucker to indulge them. They are just as bad as mental health care workers or musicians - looking for victims – they all want the same thing – YOUR MONEY. Btw, I'm fairly certain I had dogs from the ABC (triple j) follow me around at this point, they seem to be obsessed about the whole drug thing as well, they then went on to create a section on triple j, radio station for young people, their audience, could phone in and ask questions about drugs. I tell you; pervert dogs my whole adult life. And this is what you get if you don't have privacy, you get complete ‘lack of commonsense’ situations by desperate for ideas dogs who work in the entertainment industry; encouraging young people to take drugs on the radio! They were probably incahoots with the musicians, as it’s easier for musicians to get money from people a who are not fully paying attention! Radios: total scams. And btw, after living with my 2 new flatmates briefly; I did not become a drug user. I had relatively savvy parents. Fashion school was ok, I was good at the design side of things, there were a few nice ‘originals’ types there, but also quite a lot of shallow fashion bitches. I won’t put the story I have with one of the girls, actually, 2 maybe 3….well, one of them, was unbelievable, she was such a bitch! The bitch antics that small women do, that one did contact me relatively recently, after all these years skyting about her fancy university teaching job! Isn’t that typical; giving the bitches the well-paid job. One of the girls was from Honk Kong, and a couple of years later, I stayed with her and her family in Hong Kong, we got on well enough. My fashion advice; chose comfort over style, every time. But I didn’t last too long at Chatswood, and later moved in to a flat with a flatmate from school -which also didn’t last very long - actually I want to mention that living with a flatmate will / would never really work out - people just aren’t designed to live that way, amongst friends, or flatmates. People are designed to live within a family unit, where there is an underlying theme of love - which will get you through all the fights, torments and nuisance behaviours, that you experience when living with someone, if you don’t have that underlying theme of love, it’s not going to work out. And this makes things really difficult, because basically accommodation is so expensive you have to share or be prepared to have a considerably reduced lifestyle - which I have decided is the better choice, rather than unhappily try to share with someone. It’s bad enough when you’re young, around other young people, but when your older, sharing is way worse, as people have scars from life; we don’t want to have to share a house in our 50s with some complete stranger who is most likely an arsehole as a result for the bruises and scars they’ve received as a single person….hear me? (This part about flatmates and love was deleted, I had to rewrite it. Dogs probably stole it. BECAUSE IT IS SO TRUE). I find it strange why this fact is not acknowledged by governments, and why there is not better accommodation suited to singles (and no not small, we ALL want a proper house thanks very much – not a hotel room). They still have not done anything about this in 2025, and the situation is getting 50000 times worse. I don't think I'm asking for too much here, or being too precious about accommodation. I know there's some people who say ‘well you know that's the whole point about life and working, having somewhere to live, your own home’. But, it's just, you know, it doesn't work out for everyone, or there's many people that I've encountered who lose everything - everything that they have worked for is snatched away from them; many divorced situations, many tragedies can happen. So, I think like the safety net of housing needs to be taken way more seriously. I want to say, all my life so far, 3 proper meals every day – no exceptions to that. Then suddenly at 18, I was thrown into this world with no job, no money no food, no proper home, only study (no Aus study, just $20 a week cash for all expenses, from mum, then when I winged, at least explaining to her about the weekly train fare of $12.50, she raised it to $30). Very weird, my mother, I think was clueless about money. I did spend those 2 years studying, eating tomatoes on toast and near starving, I developed heart burn from all the tomatoes, still have it today. My parents were opposed to welfare to. I would have been eligible to receive it. Such snobs. Such vanity. Plus, if you do not have stability in your home life, then work life is not going to work out, firstly, you do not have a sense of permanence at your address, then there is no motivation to make an effort to make things work out at work, there is no point, as you will have to move anyway, especially if the money is minimum wage. And secondly, feeling like you do not belong in the community around your home and work place will be the determining factor to leave it too. When I first moved to Pendle Hill on my own after I left study, and got my first job, I lived in the main street of Pendle Hill, on top of a BBQ chicken shop. Inside the unit was okay, nice and clean with wooden floor boards (but not an ideal location). One day I ventured across the road to the bank, there was an ATM, and the ATM was off the street some, you have to step up a ramp to get to it. So, I was up there waiting, and this girl was walking along with her dog, a big fluffy German Shepard, and she saw me, looked at me directly, changed sides of the pavement, and walked over to me. I felt like she did it deliberately when she saw me on my own, because of what happened; When one comes across someone with a dog, right next to you, one usually would want to pat it, (well in the past this what I did) and so I attempted to pat this dog, but I was unable to because it tried to bite me - I was able to react quickly enough to not let it really cause any damage, just a minor scratch, my hand was quickly retracted with a slight shriek, but then this girl just left, she didn’t say anything, it was like she literally came up to me as she knew her dog would bite me. Dogs rearing dogs. Mmm so this what the women in the western suburbs of Sydney are like. This girl, same age as me prob, blonde hair, without having any motivation, as I had just moved to Pendle Hill, I didn’t know anybody in the area at all, just simply attacked me in her in her passive aggressive manner. In my experience, this pretty much sums up the personality of all women of the western suburbs of Sydney, they want their dogs to bite me - they are fully sick in a totally dysfunctional way. (Note there was a woman in Gunnedah who did this too; Mrs Finlayson, I wrote about it on Life stories, somewhere). Total ban of all canine dogs please. Plus, I have noticed over the years, there are many other women who do this with other females, in fact males aswell. So, they use other people as ‘weapons’, just like those two women were using their canine dogs to bite me -puppet dogs – it is exactly the same manner. In fact, this is such a common thing and exists everywhere I've lived, I can't believe I'm the only one that has ever talked about this issue, as I've never seen it mentioned anywhere, rarely implied on TV / movies either. My neighbour across the road uses her son or daughter in the same manner. I think the Real Estate uses that family too? Or the landlord -someone who poisons my trees – or some idiot trying to play big brother or big sister – this is a common problem I have in life with dogs trying to play big brother – they are sheer evil and have NO COMMONSENCE. Major 3rd borns. And I've seen movie produces do it, and boast about it, like skyting about what they can get other people to do, some even without their knowledge. Zombies. You know whilst I think those two dog owners deserve a bullet to the ear, I have noted that there can be situations in life where this skill, can be of help. Some people are just really stupid, and other people can see what's going on, and so they can use someone, in the moment, to rectify a situation, solve the problem, or end the conflict - in effect people using their powers for good. HOWEVER, I don't think I ever witnessed this ever, I only see people using other people for cowardice reasons, mainly to chastise somebody else. People are pathetic. I tell you, hardly anybody is going to be going through those pearly white gates after they die. See Ya! I note there has been a change in that suburb Pendle Hill now, in 2023, if you look it, it is full of immigrants only, mainly Asian, with hodge podge extensions and renovations. Shanty Town. Too many people to quickly – slow down you bloody greedy immigration policy makers. Actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish; while some parts of Sydney is a fairly good place to live, like where my parents grew up, but if you do not have a familiar community, a place where you belonged, and who are too, familiar with you, then there are many despots who will try to latch on and take advantage of young single women. And, especially when it comes to public transport – a young woman is a walking victim. Unmarried girls really should stay at home in the family nest and not leave until she has fallen in love with someone. You need a strong support network at that vulnerable age. No one warned me about stupid reflective bitches that follow you and torment you. (Why was that, when they are just SO prevalent?? Am I living in bizarro world suddenly? I had 18yrs of normal life, then suddenly after I left the family nest, I get bimbo ‘mirror girls’ plus ones who do twisted mirrors! What the hell?) And the thieves – OMG, desperate greedy selfish bitches, married and singles, rich and poor, does not matter - they are thieving scum, so prevalent all across Sydney. Actually, I should change that, as the targeted theft from me, did not start until after I had left Sydney. It started after I got back from Melbourne, when I was living with dad briefly. So it is Melbourne people who are the biggest thieves I would say, way more than people in Sydney. WAY MORE. But then there’s all the copycats. All the ‘stupids’. By the way, someone told me the reason why I had never encountered stupid people who do reflections before, was because we hung out a lot, with our neighbour, and this woman, married to a farmer, an extremely good cook, was one of those eccentric types with an overt big jolly loud personality, and she has a tendency to wake the people around her up! Which I definatly think is true. (Akin to Mary Murphy’s excited scream!) Although this doesn’t really explain school and the school environment, I mean you’d think I would’ve noticed people doing reflections, maybe it happened and I just didn’t notice, I mean it wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I really started to understand why I would have these problems, and how often I felt like I was having a conversation with myself when I talked to certain people, with women in particular, as well as talking to a third party, instead of the person in front of me, who may actually not be present - and learnt about ‘empty shells’, I’m pretty sure if I had of known about this before, it would’ve made my life less confusing, more understandable. You know, in some cultures, some religions, (including Christianity - which is predominantly the religion in Australia), they believe that people who allow themselves to be ‘utilized’ in this manner - have sold out their souls to the devil, in other words, they have done something that is so bad, that the devil now can use them to play with, and have his evil little way with. Now, whilst I did go to church twice a week every day for six years not to mention Sunday school as a child, I’m not an expert with the Christian Scriptures, but in my experience, it is not the devil that does these things, it is real people, who do these things. They are people who like to play the devil, instead of the usual game people play; Playing God - something also evil. But the ones who want to Play Devil are much worse - they are real and disgusting. I recall asking both my parents why they moved from Sydney, and I was a bit annoyed with them, as they had told me, it was because they had not liked it, and wanted to raise their kids in the clean country air. But I mean, if they didn’t like the city, why would they think, (their very own flesh and blood) would like it?? Gunnedah life for them was really a little like fairy-tale world. It was like a bubble world that they, and our whole family, and friends, were living in. Quite different to what goes on in cities, and in areas where there’s mass population. But they were both from Sydney originally, they both grew up there. I guess they didn’t hang out in the inner-city suburbs or Western suburbs very often. I am not saying it is only these groups of people who steal, oh, no way! But us growing up, we just did not experience any of those ‘primitive’ problems that I encounted in Sydney, and still do with scum followers. I also noticed, there were a lot of same age, my age, ethnic people that they used to hang out in gangs, especially at shopping malls, in the inner and outer western suburbs. Not sure if they still do. I did find it a little odd because I never saw any white people hanging out in gangs, it was just an ethnic thing that happened. And if you’re one person, walking past a big group of people, who all stared at you as you went past, sometimes making snide comments at you - it just makes you feel uncomfortable, and leaves a certain impression of that ethnicity. I believe in my opinion; people hang out in gangs because they just want to fight. They want to live in gang world where they don’t have to be respectful to anyone unless they are in their gang. Plus, they get to fight, little boys love to fight, not just the alcoholic’s disease. They don’t have to live in the real world that way, where they would have to show an ounce of decorum and respect to all others; living in the real world so to speak. A case of “Lord of the Flies”. {I have heard it to be the other way around for certain ethnic girls encountering groups of western men, but were I heard that, the source was a known liar and trouble maker.} Anyway, life does not really begin, until you start gardening! Image above is my fabric Design E Design. It would've been good to have a photo of at least my end of year fashion parade design, which featured in the finale, but there were no phone cameras back then. So I have chosen this "E Design", which comes in many different colours, and slightly different patterns. I specifically chose it because I had some unwanted childdog on my back, about this design, not being my design - when in fact IT IS MY design. I designed it -but I did not draw it; I manipulated the letter C, by joining them together to get an ℇ in Adobe illustrator, then manipulating it until I got the shape that I wanted. I think the font I used was Tahoma- it's my favourite font. I have mentioned before on my blog I'm not an illustrator, I can't draw to save myself, yet look what I can do in illustrator! Love it. And well, I really like this design, maybe because it's just a little personal to me with E, E for Emily! 😁 27. The unfairness and BIAS DISCRIMMINATION of university graduates Now nearing age 50, so far as I can see about life in Australia, for a working person, is those who go on to graduate from university, usually get the well-paid jobs. They can work their arses off for the next 10 years (or not in some cases), but then have enough to be able to buy a house, at least 1, if not 2, or for some put down a mortgage - by the end of those 10 years. And it’s expected to be this way, by “the powers that be”; it’s expected that people who do not go to universities, get minimum wage jobs; they work their arse off for this 10 years, and usually don’t end up anywhere near owning their own home, if even been able to save a for a deposit, and will be most likely renting in a crap house. What makes this so bad, is that the university thing, is often not so much about being highly educated, but it’s about supporting university staff, and especially, cushy research careers at uni (research about life) – which, I grant is important; but the whole way this works is so totally BIAS and DISCRIMMINTRY, I can’t believe they are allowed to do it. I know with my little brother; it was the same for him on minimum wage in his first job out of school in Sydney. But then his company offered him a wage increase if he went to uni part time in the evening, relevant to his field. Which he did, and he got paid, so far as I can gather, 3 times as much. Plus, he was doing the same work after, as before! (I ought to mention he got married just before the offer was made – I personally suspect this has something to do with it – more discrimination against singles). In fact, I recall when I was working at Bonds, after I had finished my 2yr Associate Diploma Tafe course; there was a new guy who started working there; we were talking one day, plus another of my colleagues, and he started talking about his salary, and he was telling us, he couldn’t believe how much he was being paid. He was fresh out of uni, first job, a young 21yr old or so, he had no experience. But he implied, he was getting at least 3 times as much as us – we were on minimum wage more less. Extraordinary isn’t it! But, {the kicker is}, now get this; his role, his job, - well, he actually did not appear to have one! Like, we all had our individual set tasks, contributing to the production of the famous Bonds Singlets! But, his ‘job”, it seemed, was simply to make sure everybody else was doing their jobs!! So, he didn’t really even have to work as far as I’m concerned; it’s not like anyone there was naughty or rebellious - everyone did their job as far as I could see – which explains how he could hang about and chat with us about salaries!! So really, if you happen to be someone who is blessed with common sense, then that situation, just does not make any sense at all, and quite frankly I don’t know how I lasted the whole 2 years there before I finally told them to shove it up their arse (politely ofcourse). But, having more experience now, that company was one of the better ones to work at in Sydney!! And it was really bad – bully nation. And you know what, I think those “powers that be” expect someone working on minimum wage for 10 years, to totally lose hope, and possibly even drop out of the workplace altogether, or take other negative life choice options. It’s like a standard of normal that is perpetuated by greedy universities. I would even take it further and say that some of those “powers that be”, possibly ones in the education system, pick and choose who those people are, they pick who they want to win, and who they want to lose. When I look back at those 10 years working in Sydney for near minimum wage, it was just a total waste of my time. The only good thing I can say about it, is, well at least I know what it’s like working a 60-hour week for minimum wage Lol, mmm, maybe I learnt compassion!! yeah, it waasss reeeally good. If I had of known about the way it works, there’s no way I would’ve worked so hard for those 10 years, if at all. NO WAY. (I have mentioned on my blog how I got a 2nd job in the evenings, and it still was not enough to save for a house deposit after rent and bills). I want to add here, I didn’t drink, nor do drugs, nor ‘party’ and go out. I think even back then, I must have had dogs hanging around, trying to come up with ways to steal my money. The more I think about this, the more I realize how naïve my parents were. Maybe it’s different for other people, like I was thinking about the brand Palmolive, and how this is a huge brand in Australia, with multiple products. I have purchased them over the years from time to time, until finally I realized exactly how crap all Palmolive products are, there are, by far, better and superior alternatives out there. So, I am thinking well they must have a lot of friends in Australia to have that big a market share, with such crap products. Perhaps it’s the same thing, the more friends you have the more money you get, only it is expected uni-grads to be nerdy and friendless, thus they automatically get the good money; a total bias towards university graduates. Maybe they don’t expect non-uni graduates to work these things out? 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local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Life Stories P20 1. The Scent of a Garden Oooh - so important in a garden design . Even though I favour pink native flowering plants, I made a concerted effort to choose fragrant plants too. I grew no less than 5 Murrayas; all spaced around the yard, so no matter what direction the wind was blowing, I would be able to smell the strongly scented flowers! J {Murraya paniculata – Orange Jessamine}. Then I put 4 strongly scented vines around the veranda {Jasminum polyanthum - White Jasmine, and Trachelospermum jasminoides – Star Jasmine, and, Trachelospermum asiaticum - Japanese Star Jasmine, and Jasminum azoricum - Lemon-scented Jasmine}. Plus, one of the reasons I chose to put a dozen Eucalyptus citriodoras around the perimeter, {Lemon Scented Gum} was for the scent of them when it rains – just divine as the high lemony oils are released in the Gunnedah extreme heat and rain. Those were the main contenders for strong fragrance in my dry climate garden, I did try a Daphne on the veranda, apparently, they have a lovely fragrance, however my Daphne just sat on the veranda for 10 years doing nothing, not a single flower nor new stem, nor branch!! {What kind of plant just sits there and does nothing for 10 years!! lol}. Course the 4 Orange trees, 3 Lemons trees, Lime and Kaffir Lime, all have a wonderful fragrance too when they flower, for their brief moment - very similar to the Murraya scent. I miss my garden. Although at my new one in QLD, I have Jackfruit – and, omg, unbelievable scent. Unbeatable! And for weeks. I am in the process of propagating so as to put 1 in front, where the wind blows from mostly. When I was young, before I started gardening. I discovered 3 perfumes that I really liked; Red, then Red Door. After I left the city and moved on to the farm, I no longer bothered with perfume. I did however, get into essential oils and their healing properties, and was delighted by the scents of the oils. I keep a mix of oil and alcohol to use as a perfume, (in a little spray atomizer){after I wrote this, guess what, it was stolen (Dr’s receptionists related) }. I favour Geranium, Orange or Lime or Grapefruit… actually so many, and different combos. Recently shopping, I saw 2 of my old favorite perfumes on special, so I thought I should again get the Red and the Red Door. OMG how disgusting they were! I’m not sure whether I’ve just acclimatized to the natural scents of the essential oils, or they have changed those perfumes, but yuk, so fake and artificial! And I distinctly remember the Red Door having a wormwood type smell, but the Red Door that I purchased in 2023, didn’t resemble anything to wormwood, so it’s probably both. 2. Witch Hunt (and Bush Turkey smashing my mirror with its reflection attacks) I think I need to do a whole new story for this situation. It was an incident that sums up most of my adult life, and the problems that I have in Australia - big problems that are out of my control, and (underneath it all) have nothing to do with me - I don't know any of the people involved -but there are a lot of other people involved. I suspect they are NEGS Girls, from an older year, the school I went to 30 years ago now, back in Armidale, NSW. I say out of my control – but the main reason why they are a problem, is because I am single, so they target me. A single lady problem. But I am not “picking up” for these cunts; {there is swearing and violent language in this one. Brace yourself Effie!} I did a brief review of the situation, as it happened in a Subway in Gunnedah; it is written in my list of 'ban' reviews on Google Maps. And the above top right photo shows a local Bush Turkey having fun with himself, smashing my mirror with its reflection attacks – somewhat appropriate for this story – and HEY, it’s not my fault most people are ‘BirdBrain’. GET OFF MY BACK (sidebar; my 4yr old sister was attacked by a turkey, it climbed on her back and scratched her all up). Perhaps the whole family suffers from ‘turkey attacks!”. By the way, I don't really care if you're BirdBrain. It's just I've noticed most perpetrators are birdbrain. But, it doesn't have to be that way; BirdBrainers have a choice, like everybody else. Back in 2016 or so, I decided that I would try the new subway in Gunnedah after it opened. I went in there, patiently waited my turn, and placed my order. As I was waiting, I noted there were two women next to me who were mildly harassing me; they were behaving very strangely, (quite typical at that point, all in a day’s outing….) but also there was what sounded like two youngish girls on the overhead radio that was blaring in the shop, who also were sounding a little strange, and seemingly being nasty - dogs on my back. As the lady behind the counter was making my sub, I could see her doing it, so I told her in a friendly voice that it looked delicious. And in that moment EVERYTHING changed; the two dogs who were beside me suddenly left (they did not take an order with them), and the dogs on the radio suddenly stopped talking/harassing in tyrannical dog style, and music started to play. Now, I don't know if you can see what happened from my explanation, but there was definitely something going on in this shop involving me being bullied, until I spoke in a friendly manner to the shop girl. But, I mean I ALWAYS speak in a friendly manner to the shop girl. This is just an example of antagonistic factious bullies trying to make me into a villain, and trying to justify what they're doing, by following me and harassing me, is the right thing to do, as "I am a baddie". So, they tell themselves, that by their presence (by their fabulous presence), I will now "behave" – such an ego! This kind of bullying, happens all the time, for years and years. And I'm fairly certain, to the extent that someone (Someone who organises those bully dogs, I suspect stupid cunts at centerlink) sent a girl to spy on me in class even, when I went down to Melbourne to RMIT, she said she was from Gunnedah but I'm pretty sure she was not. STUPID CUNTS ON MY BACK ALL THE TIME. What the fuck? No wonder I don’t do anything, I can’t due to cunt dogs trying to keep me on some sort of verbal leash. WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?? Those 2 women deserve a bullet to their ears. And the incident on the Wildcat last year, when I went out on my snorkelling day trip, with the 3 Ibuprofen tablets that were stolen from my new ibuprofen tab. Do they think they are being funny? Would they steal be laughing thinking stealing from me is a cute little joke if I smashed some stupid girls head in?? still laughing then?? And many many such other encounters, just the same. I have bully female dogs who follow me everywhere I go, and they make a point of stating "WE ARE WATCHING YOU". Like some sort of deranged lunatic cunt big sister – a cult of fake cunt big bad sisters. Someone implied to me one day (as not everyone who walks around the street are as blind as bats, and don't notice what's going on right in front of their noses….), I guess it was someone who was observant, implied that it was like watching a witch hunt. And I can assure you that's what it feels like, when I have dogs following me, and harassing me wherever I go in this manner - I can't actually do anything or go anywhere without it being majorly unpleasant. All of the time…. And now in QLD, the police are involved (the stupid female police), and are fining me, making sure I do not sell my 2nd hand stuff or plants on Facebook aswell as drive to Mackay. They have been stalking me for the last 2 years every time I drive anywhere. Condescending and stupid cunts. I hope those dogs get their comeuppance, and I hope they burn in hell. Burn in hell you stupid bullies – {and look what you have done, created this whole DIM view of women}. (One woman told me recently that; the Black Plague was a direct revenge from God, for burning women at the stake). Burning women at the stake - can you actually comprehend how anyone could do that? At least they have evolved a little bit from doing that, to now only verbal harassment and theft. I guess I am still ‘before my time’. You know back in 2020, when I was falsely imprisoned for those 7 days in Bundaberg, by stupid Sharon Morgan, I didn't really talk about all the MANY instances, where I have been followed and harassed. I did mention it once briefly, vaguely, to Dr Alex and I was immediately shut down with statements of "Only crazy people think they're being followed and harassed." Lol!!! SO CLUELESS you stoopid little boy. So, this is my biggest 'fuel', at the moment against mental health workers, and why mental health workers are so STUPID - they have absolutely no understanding of this type of female dog behaviour that goes on in the community, by the powers that be. Or want to pretend (for some bizarre reason) that it does not happen. And a lot of people are involved, in the "witch hunt", it's not just like a little secret sect of people who are harassing me. Many many many people, many other women, dog women, are involved in this harassment and torture. Someone implied, he did this deliberately in order for me to write about, and pay attention to what's happening to me, because they are all aware that I get harassed and followed in this manner, and they think it's going to do major psychological damage if I don't do something about it. I am not sure if he knew. Infact NO, this was not the case, he really thinks his job is legit! I’m thinking more like stoopid, as they there, are really only interested in putting people on medication and making money from medication. On my release day he signed me “the finger” sitting across from me – as I was right, he was wrong, so he did not like it, he was pissed off. NOT CRAZY. It’s really true (idiot). {I piss off a lot of people in this manner – by simply doing nothing}. That institution in Bundaberg ought to be closed down, all Doctors involved should be sent home, and should certainly not be given any money, or be paid in anyway, EVER - they are pathetically hopeless. And I know this would be the same with many other "Psychiatrist, Doctors and Mental Health workers, all across the world, not just in Australia; So clueless it's absurd, and I feel like I'm surrounded by morons. Anyway, I have kind of written on my blog about how I'm dealing with them, and using my blog as a cathartic way to deal with these persecutors, and thus exposing them, when nobody wants to believe that it's true. Narcissists. So now, - as these persecutors really don’t want the public to know what they do, the “witch hunt” - they are way less obvious now, compared to the past - but they still persist. I can assure you, on a daily basis, I am still harassed. Hey Subway, turn your goddam radio off – I don’t want to hear the stupid bully dog cunts on it trying to play Simon Says. Oh, you can hear me TOO FUCKING BAD YOU STUPID NON THINKING DOGS 3. 4 Common Bully Tactics I was warned by older women, many years ago now, “you are NOT allowed to talk about this subject – otherwise the American boofhead press will tear you apart and put you in the loony bin”. Well, maybe they could foresee the future, because BEFORE I started talking, they tried to put me in the loony bin. I guess they could see where things were headed. My cunt intended destiny. Well, too bad American boofheads, I’m talking about it, as it is a HUGE problem for me in my life, in regards with certain other personality types, female especially. I do wonder why it is such a secret. Very odd. {They constantly try to tear me apart}. 2023, whenever I go outside my unit into my car port, the woman who moved in next door, starts to pretend phone call me – she is a bored bully. She mainly does “commentating”; so, if I go to do washing, I can hear her literally talking to herself “Now she’s going to do some washing”. -OH NO, NOTHING ANNOYING ABOUT THAT AT ALL. She is a ‘mirror reflector’. And I want to just add to that “commentating”, this is what I’m talking about when I mean ‘fake phone bullying’, or ‘pretend phone call me’, because some of them do that “commentating”, as if they were speaking to someone else, or me, on the phone. Only they’re not actually speaking to somebody else, they’re “commentating” about what I am doing. But they don’t want to appear as if they are crazy and talking to themselves, so they hold up a phone (!) News flash – they are crazy! This happens a lot to me, I have done a few photo stories about it, The Phone Bimbos or something…..really annoying. The wind here blows South to North, whenever the other neighbors cook outside, I can smell it, but if I am cooking – they would not be able to smell it, only my neighbour on the other side (Danielle, she said, her name was, would be able to smell anything from my carport – I had no complaints from her about anything. But the other neighbors, I suspect were the ones stealing from me at Colosseum, I recognized the girl, very short, curly hair, literally looks like a little girl, prob in late 30’s. So, one day, amongst strange reflection sounds, I believe she was having a go at Oprah - because Oprah, some years ago now, mentioned on one of her shows, that; if there's a girl who smells, then it's okay to bully her. It was quite irresponsible of Oprah, and nonthinking. I suspect possible female puppetry going on here. It was one of those unfortunate situations on air, that didn't have enough thought put into it, and I’m sure, if, she even remembers back to it, (I doubt she does, given the nature of how puppeteer’s work), but she would regret saying it; and would most likely have meant to say “it is ok, to say something to someone who smells – discreetly, politely with respect, so the girl can rectify the situation. IT IS CERTAINLY NOT OK TO BULLY ANYONE UNDER ANY CIRMCUSTANCES. So weird that most people don’t get that. Why do I have to spell everything out. But so, this couple next door, smoked, and STANK – really offensive. Maybe she wanted me to say something to her about it with her weird reflections??? She said her name was Jackie, the car above is what she drives, and number plate 049hd6. Go get her dogs – oh wait, they’re too busy being narcissists. She ought to have a mortgage, it’s strange they are living here anyway, it’s like they are taking someone else’s spot. This really is a low maintenance small unit for older singles. Placed here re the thefts? I requested to the landlord that a full partition be built to replace the ‘part’ partition between our carports. They ignored my request, and have started the ball rolling for Notice to Remedy Breach. {Which means termination of lease can be issued}. Ironically it is me who ought to be issuing them with a Notice to Remedy Breach, and so I did, they had to replace the septic system out back – but I still had to leave. But the area of femine hygiene and general cleanliness, is a big area that bully’s love – it is their favourite game; accusing another woman of being “unclean”, especially 2 woman targeting 1 on her own – I have seen things you would not believe possible from women – they are truly evil – I have even seen a woman trying to have a go at my “housework” on Facebook from a photo I uploaded of a glass jar! - her name was female; it may have been fake, really a male?? Who knows. I have had problems with police stalking me. Lisa Lynch? From Builyan? Messed up little girl. So maybe police on facebook – starting to think it is later. But it is a standard cliché form of attack. Same with “unemployment” attacks, or “crazy” attacks, and dog wannabe herding attacks. A cliché list of 4 bully antics – maybe they should teach about these people in school – bully attacks, and NOT personal attack? As in, I am not phased by such people, they are merely stupid bully dogs who had CRAP parents. But I believe other people, especially teenagers, may take these attacks personally and be very upset by them, when really there is no need, it is just Human Scum 101. They are like litters – polluting the planet. Btw, on the whole, huge fan of Oprah, she was a positive force in family relationships and greater collective consciousness stuff. Not that I watched that show much back when it was on, but the few times I did, that was my impression of her – all good, possibly only falling victim to product placement adds! (I just bought a robot vacuum!) I recall my last landlord, Cate Rogers (Wainberg 2nd born), “fake phoning me” it had something to do with some guy/ Apple related messenger call? It was a little difficult to understand as she was not actually talking to me, obviously, but – she later stole my left over 1L of pink paint; as I had been painting my dresser at the time, when she messaged me, OUTSIDE, on my veranda with Netflix on in background. It seems to be related: fake phone people, and thefts – dogs steal from me. I do not watch Netflix any more – they steal from me in such manner, all the time, that industry is disgusting. They would steal from their mother. And stop trying to blame my siblings for your thefts! So I suspect a lot of thefts are related to tyrannical nazi, wanting to “teach me a lesson”, or punish me for some such reason. The same week I had: frozen chicken breast stolen out of freezer, {about 12 have been taken now}, my mini pink lotus plant stolen, and a red cherry shrimp. My good Pima cotton seeds taken, floss, 2 Rose Cups swapped out (coffee cup retailer Di Sandron related– idiotic thief – don’t blame me for your lack of communication you stupid bimbo). Plus my brown gradient reading glasses, and my black with purple arm reading glasses were stolen. These may all have been stolen by some stupid narcissist coming up with absurd reasons, like well, you went out but did not wash your hair? - as punishment for going outside to car port in the MORNING before showering even(?) THEY ARE DISGUSTING. (later told that was bored old men doing that). I recall a situation at Gin Gin, some woman, who I kind of recognized but could not place her, was at the beach, she was behaving a little oddly actually, like she wanted me to see her have a shower at the beach shower station. Very odd. I thought at the time she must be some peacock from the television industry, an actress from some show. But now, I think it was Lisa Lynch. The police woman from Builyan, ? WHAT A NUTTER. I think the police are trying to inflict psychological torment so I do actually go crazy! I believe the term is gas lighting. It’s like I can see bullies trying to save themselves, by stating “we bully her because she smells” – she deserves being bullied. WELL actually, NO, I do not smell, thanks very much. Good thing I had a healthy child hood – you sure as hell need it, living in Australia amongst all the messed-up people. I know there are certain vermin who deliberatley try to humiliate a woman via smells, a big humiliation unspoken thing. {Wesdale convenience store – you will be burning in hell}. You know I think those people see me as a single woman, so that is someone desirable, and so try to start a little cat and mouse game; it's like they have no idea that they are vermin! You don't get to say, in any aspect of my life – comprehende? I noted they specifically steal Woolworths food items that had been on special “you’re not special at all”}. Typical old man attitude. Also, about the thieving I was so fed up with losing my frozen chicken breasts, and not having enough to feed my cat, that I decided to make a YouTube video about it, especially since the police don't do anything about it, plus don't even believe me. (Although I did mention that to someone in council, and she said to contact local MP about the police, because they ought to be doing something about it, and disbelieving someone who puts in a complaint of theft, is just PLAIN BULLYING Bully police.) So, while making my YouTube video, I was going to show the front fly screen door locked, and say, - “see, locked, so how are they getting in?” While I was saying that, I was just fiddling around with the lock, and after continued attempts at turning it clockwise; lo and behold it just opened for me - so that's how they were doing it, getting inside my unit while I sleep. YUK. It would've been broken the whole 2yrs I've been here, and this explains so many items that have been stolen, and also some odd things that have happened when I wake up in the morning, like objects moved. I suspect Jackie has got something to do with it because since they arrived, I've had heaps more food stolen, and plus the piece of jewellery that was stolen at Colosseum, turned up on my floor one morning. I feel some female thieves later hang around me, as they realized they have mucked up, and yell out sorry – really annoying and more harassment. Ask God to forgive you, because I am not going to, you stupid little thieving girls. How could you be so stupid to think that I would? How arrogant are you? I have stress related reasons. I have to write this Blog! This reminds me of the Centrelink dogs who went and got bullies from my past, and put them in as my fake ‘jobs provider’. I feel this along the same kind of lines; like somebody has gotten those thieves who lived at Colosseum. Stop breeding multiples you bimbo mothers. I'm pretty sure the guy who put the new lock on my door, stole my list of freezer food, that was magnated on my fridge. Weird. I had started to keep track of all the food that goes into my freezer. (Do I still have to keep track of all the banality in life?) I've talked about this numerous times on my blog, how anyone who came to my place, would inevitably steal something. They did it at Rangari, they did it at Builyan, and now they're doing it here. This thievery is UNACCEPTABEL and certainly not trivial. It’s like stealing from me and harassing me when I leave my unit is about some persons dysfunction wanting other girls to stay in their own house? - or something like that? Weird. Some sort of political oppression? Also, they do not want anyone to travel anywhere ever, because of the petrol fumes being bad for the environment. So apparently if I do not go anywhere, no one else will go anywhere either, and the world will be saved! – STUPID DOGS. {Although like I have stated, I do have a large number of idiots in cars who follow me around wherever I go}. All of which actually has nothing to do with me. How many times can I say RACK OFF. (As I update this it is Easter, and there are no car hoons this evening WOW – they really get paid to carhoon around my house?) You see movies with women going through bad circumstances with their husband who has turned into a narcissist, and starts gaslighting her. I've seen several movies like it, true stories, and eventually, slowly but surely, she comes to the realisation that her husband is actually the enemy, and she needs to escape the marriage. And indeed, it can be life and death situation when she comes to this realisation and tries to escape. So, I mean, what the hell? I'm not married, I don't have anyone in my life - yet still, I get narcs trying to entangle me in their dysfunction. It's like all married women have finally got rid of all the stupid narcs, and so now all the narcs are loose on the street, and looking for ways to impact their dysfunction, so a single woman seems to be the perfect person for them. Well, those people ought to be careful, because when you deal with me, you get cured. Get it? No unhealthy people in my life thanks very much. (Hence why I have so many stupid bloody bimbo's apologising to me, literally dozens and dozens). 4. Mouldy Shoes, Mouldy Belt, Mouldy Table Tops, Mouldy Drawers, Mouldy Ceilings, Mouldy Cat Biscuits Getting a little tired of oppressive people trying to tell me to be grateful. You try permanently living in a motel room full of mould. One rainy night I woke feeling nauseous, there’s so much mould in the air it literally made me feel sick. My landlord put the rent up $40/per fortnight – not impressed. 1 yr later btw, less rain this year unlike the drought breaking rains last year, so way less mould, thankgoodness; I keep the ceiling fans on 24/7 in kitchen, under my futon, and on in sewing/storage room, this does the trick; air circulation. Really every dwelling needs cross air ventilation - crossways; North to South and East to West. This unit only has East to West, if that at all with small windows, but the wind usually blows North to South, hence mould. CROSSWAYS AIR VENTILATION 5. Re-occurring Dreams I think dreams are a little fascinating and mysterious, here are some of my dreams I remember – (like a sample grain of sand, from the vast amount I have had). I usually forget to write them down too, for the small few that I remember. 2019 Shopping with some girl who looks like that blonde girl from the block, yrs ago? I think I was dreaming about that girl, because I was watching YouTube that day, and an add came on about Rent2Buy on realestate.com, and the couple in it talking about the offer, looked like, (and so much so that I think it was), my little brother and that blonde girl!! (I think her name is Bec, later she was at Mackay tyre place?? My facial recognising skills are not very good, – but later that arvo, the police fined me $500 – I blame her. DO NOT SEND ME FAMOUS PEOPLE, THERE IS TOO MUCH JEALOUSY FROM THE POLICE!! 3 TICKETS so far, fake tickets! And they have threatened me with more, plus stole 4 of my good big gardening buckets. I will include that story here too, as it is a typical day out for me, involving multiple thefts – this is how they do it – sneaky, organized and business, government and tv industry are involved – all 3 conglomerates following me around obsessed – it’s like they are tied by a piece of string to my waist, and I am pulling them everywhere I go; Bec from the Block was at the tyre shop (I did not recognize her for another 3 days) – when I was there she ordered 4 new tyres for me, she was only there initially (they had a blonde look alike there the next week when I got the new tyres; they were all rude, at least 4 staff near waiting room, constantly calling each other and hanging up). Anyway, this tyre shop came up with a plan to steal from their customers – and they want me to write about it on my blog in an attempt to show off – I guess show off to the people at channel 9, and the ABC? Who knows. So how they do it: is tell me initially “oh that tyre (pointing to a tyre) is really bad, its going blow, you have to swap it with your spare – and we can’t let you leave today unless we swap it right now – its just too dangerous otherwise. (no doubt, spotted beforehand, even before I enter the shop?). So, I, thinking they are doing me a favour, say, sure go ahead; they swap it, putting the good spare on the 1 of the 4 car tyres. So, the following week when customer returns to have the 4 tyres swapped over, they take the good spare one off too, and then charge you the fee for taking it – (so they can give it to their friend who has same car). Total scam. But would only work if your spare tyre was a worthy enough tyre, in my case, guess it was – the one they swapped it for, later when I look at it, – is REALLY BAD – they sure as hec did NOT do me any favours – and if I had to use it – it may just blow straight away. So, it is THE prominent tyre business in Mackay who did this – normally I have no problems naming and shaming, but this tyre shop wants to boast about how they can steal – {they are mucked people}, and I certainly will not be involved in their thieving boastful scheme. Also, I went to a tyre shop before that one, who gave me a ridiculous quote, like he wanted me to go to the tyre shop down the road – a plot by all the tyre business in Mackay to steal from old ugly ladies? (No wonder last month, a whole heap of old ladies turned up at the electrics place, as I was leaving – as that business did not steal from me!! I guess it must be a common problem for young car mechanics to steal from old ugly women – most of them are all artholes. Bec from the Block had put something on her tooth, it was odd – and that day I was visiting the mucked hospital dentist in Mackay). A plot by tyre business and hospital and mucked police? Way to make me feel superior in everyway - you stupid little thieves - when you do shit like this, you give your power away. Morons. 30/07/2022 Glass house dreams – another one, this one I have a lot. Both sides of house all glass, can see neighbours, they can see me – it is horrible, a nightmare that I had to pretend was just a dream. I think Rove McManus was showing it to me, like a real estate agent! Also, David Heywood was there! 31/07/2022 – shopping mall dream again, shopping with 2 girls who wanted me to think about baubles? 2016 All week one week, back when I lived at Rangari, I was dreaming about being like a kangaroo and being able to go jumping with the kangaroos! And when I say jumping, I mean flying, because with every bound, a whole paddock would go by! It was the most extraordinary dream experience! I believe what prompted this dream was the installation of my pool, unfortunately one night I drew back the covers and there was a drowned young kangaroo, he had managed to jump in, and couldn’t get out. So, I lifted this heavy wet kangaroo out and I took it right round to the other side where I knew the kangaroos were and I showed them this dead kangaroo - I told them to stay away from the pool. (They didn’t seem too concerned about the whole thing). I put the dead kangaroo under a big old tree in the pine forest. But I didn’t have any more problems with kangaroos in the pool. Just those fascinating dreams. Btw, I was watching Netflix recently, years later, and the opening scene of this one movie, had a camera on their head; what seemed to be a giant person, - we could not actually see the person, just the view from camera on his forehead, and he was jumping from spot to spot, in open paddocks. My dream was just like that! Only faster, much. The guy in the camera, the giant, appeared to be out of breath, and a bit slow! 2017 Someone on Australian TV deliberately sends me snakes, so I dream about them – a dream pervert who is sick of looking at my cats. I do not like dreaming of snakes. 2001 I remember I started dreaming about driving my car and crashing, like I think I used to drive a lot in my dreams, but in 2001 or thereabouts, I started crashing the car, even when full of people, like major crash, as in, going off a cliff. I am not sure why this is – I have never crashed my car, ever, before then or since (I may have bumped the garage door once or twice, not to mention reversing into the tree on the driveway once). And I drive regularly during waking hours. It may have been a part of the 10yrs worth of dogs in my life – see below. Or, I did catch a virus or flue of some sort then from the neighbour high school teacher, maybe it is related to that – virus affecting brain, causing trauma in turn causing brain negativity?? Or possibly this is all the reality I can do in my dream, like I need a total break from thinking, from “driving” being incontrol all the time, too much! 2021 The little dogs are back and they give me cigarettes, I feel like this is been an ongoing dream every so often, since 2016. Read further about that in “Can't sit still 2017 at Rangari House Garden”. I think I have noticed about my dreams; the first 10 years of my adult life, I did not have any ‘dogs’ in my dreams (I refer to girls who hound me, and annoy the crap out of me, like steal from me, verbally harass me, and try to control me, as dogs){A deserved title.} So, I think they suddenly appeared in my dreams too, around about 2002, it’s like a happy person can last about 10 years of going through constant crap in life, before their dreams, and thus personality changes to be way more cynical. I recall at one point, when I was forced to attend job appointments with Cassandra Dunstan, around 2016 – my dreams at this time took a major dive, it was like constant dogs tormenting all night, it was REVOLTING, I would wake up frequently still seeing all these little bitches yelling at me, - with maybe Cassandra and her evil friends bullying me badly, crazy dreams – maybe her daughter is involved. She was possibly the young girl at Bundaberg “safetygirl” – she was bloody disrespectful. It was like then, I have literally, ‘walked through the valley of the dead’. They know not what they do. Asleep stupids. Unfortunatly I sometimes dream about stupid bitches at Centrelink too. When I am abruptly awoken, like a car door slam outside, I remember the dream - so awful – such cunts. 2022 - 2024 I’m remembering quite a few dreams atm, about having fun in my dreams, on my own, like swimming in a big ocean. I love swimming. Then suddenly every night I have these extra good dreams, (and, I think it’s about 4 o’clock every morning), an awful person comes along in my dream and destroys my fun, atm, it’s usually male, sometimes it’s 2 of them. They stare at me. So, then I wake up, annoyed, sometimes not even knowing why unless I have remembered the dream before the baddies. {Most of my fun dreams consisted of water related activities}. Every now and again for years: I also regularly dream about watching movies, it’s like I create a movie in my mind. Sometimes the scenario is so vivid, it’s like someone else has created it, and I am just merrily watching it as a viewer? Every now and again for years: Sometimes I feel like I’m being tricked in my sleep, a few times now: Like there is a deliberate noise outside to wake me up (once it happened and I am pretty sure I heard the words “wake her up now” as if talking to someone outside my bedroom window? – that was at Rangari), so I get awoken, and at that instant, I get an image, an image flashes into my mind, like still apart of dream state image – a surreal image, only I feel awake, I am awake. And I feel like the surreal image is the distraction, a distraction to stop me from remembering what I was dreaming about. Like an evil person is sending me an image. I get a strong feeling that there is something else that I just missed, and I can’t remember what it was, due to the distraction. it was bad and something that should be remembered. 2022 Negative Nancy dreams, at Sarina, at one point, I was dreaming about mass killings and wars; I was advised I was having these dreams because of my next-door neighbour old man. Can’t remember his name now, could have been Nev aswell- 2 Nev’s there? I mentioned on my blog I was having problems from this old man who lives a few units down from me at Sarina, and I've never spoken to him but he seemed to have a total grudge against me, it was him that pushed the big fire ladder on my car, I think he smashed my tail light too, and he sometimes just lurks about at Nev's, my other old man neighbour, like wanting to know what I was up to, like a pervert, trying to eavesdrop through the carport semi walls. Anyway, around this time when he was lurking about, I was having these awful dreams, that were like war dreams, and mass killings, really gruesome, vivid, violent brutality; I'd wake up absolutely disgusted. So, I was advised, by little birdy, it was because of that old man; he's been to war, and so that's what his dreams consist of now, all the time, and that's how his mind works during the day too, which is why he has a grudge against me, an automatic “war hate”. He's been psychologically ruined because he chose to go to war back in the day. Stupid old men using me to occupy their thoughts. Fuck off. FUCK OFF. F-U-C-K O-F-F. Brain washed idiot, I guess. The government is not your friend. Part of me wants to say it ‘serves him right. What did he expect if you go and murder people – MURDERER’. And stay the fuck out of my life, you’re sure as hell not welcome in it. No war dreams for me thanks very much. It was around that time, when I wrote my ‘ways to get rid of pricks’. Perfect example. So, this is what happens to you if you go to war; you have lifetime scars of hate, filled with hate because you went to war - and you infect everyone around you, for the rest of your life. One of the best purchases I have ever made, was my beautiful pink shaggy rag. At that unit, it got mould on it where it was stored under my futon. So one day I cleaned it, had it on the Ute shampooing and lathering it up, I got it super clean, as there was no sun there, I had to drive the Ute out to the top of the car park area and leave it dangling over the ute bar all day to dry, two days it took. And on both days when I went up to get it in the evening, a big tuft had been pulled out, right at eye sight level, I suspect it was this old man, vandalizing the “pink” due to his hate personality. His mother was probably to blame too. It’s always the mothers fault. 6.Ridiculous Rent Prices 2022 I have been looking on domain.com and realestate.com, at rentals. I am AMAZED by what is on offer. Talk to anyone, they will tell you there’s nothing available, and what they really mean by that, is that there is nothing affordable available. These 6 houses that I have shown above, (removed due to size problems, but you can see it here: https://photos.app.goo.gl/yBUzKtsqe6jXLPk96 ), are the average price of where an, anywhere near half decent house/unit begins, and what I would want, the kind of standard living situation appropriate for a single lady in her late 40’s - around the $420 per week mark, nothing flash, just clean normal sized rooms, standard garden/garage. Now this price range, is WAY OUT of my budget, I couldn’t afford this even if I scrimped and starved each week, it is considerably more than my weekly income. So, the housing under this $420 mark, is very limited, there’s hardly any listings at all. But there are many in the $400 and $500 range. Now I am curious, because, just who are the naive people that are paying these $400 and $500 rent prices? Because if you see this listing on the left, it is a “Rent to Own” house, these houses have been around for a while, this particular one doesn’t have the weekly repayment price shown on the listing, but last month they did, and it was $300. So, for $300 a week {which by the way is unfortunatly still out of my price range}, after X number of years they will end up owning it. It just seems ludicrous paying any more than $300 a week in rent, when they have this offer, especially. I mean unless it’s in the short-term situation, say for an emergency purposes, I mean people‘s needs are wide and varied, but for an average person wanting somewhere to live paying rent prices of above $300 into somebody else’s pocket is LUDACRIS. Either Rent to Own, or get a mortgage, and pay the same weekly repayments. I know I’m not the only one that thinks so, hence the shortage of rentals between $150 and $250 per week. {I spoke to a broker who could offer me a 20-year home loan, on a $100,000 2-bedroom unit for $110 weekly repayments, that is 65% cheaper than the cheapest rental option I could find, and currently pay.} But the CBA bank rejected my home loan application. The local Sarina Auswide Bank, never even bothered to respond. I am still waiting on a 3rd response from a seemingly non-bank business – that one could be a false-hope thing that IT nerds and Telstra do? Still waiting. Still waiting. Still waiting. Infact more about “false-hope thing”, as it seems to happen a lot, in all other areas. It seems to be a ‘fun game’ for retarded antagonist (people whose parent/s was a drunk), bored power-trippers do it “We got you We got you!” “We tricked you We tricked you!” I personally do not see the amusement (even if it were in regards, to someone else). A lie is a lie. Mere pathetic LIARS. Also, by the way I noticed there is student accommodation listed, and I don’t know if anyone knows what Austudy allowance is (now called Youth Allowance), but the housing prices listed for student accommodation, were more than what the Austudy income is! What the hell – do they suddenly not have any common sense? Outrages prices at the moment. I noted also, a suburb way out in remote Australia, has for some years always been relative cheap, but not anymore. Rents have skyrocketed out there, but the quality of the housing hasn’t changed – still old and crap. Plus, I can see from the streets, from the gardens, the front yards in google maps, that no one in that town has any pride whatsoever. I saw in the description of 1 such house up for rent now at ludacris rent price “we won’t consider any application unless your income is XX” – XX being three times the price of the ludacris rent. I was outraged by that, simply outraged. It’s like those rental girls acknowledge the fact that their town is somewhat lacking in style and substance, so their plan to remedy that, is to try to get rich people, in to their crappy little houses, so they can spend money in their crappy town, to try and improve it. Absurd. Real Estates are disgraceful. I should be happy not to live in crap town. I see in Dec 2023; the federal government is finally recognising the dire rental situation and is attempting to do something about it by halving immigration applicants for next year. Have they seen Pendle Hill and the Sydney Western Suburbs out their – shanty town now. So I would say 20 years too late to be trying to rectify the problem. 7. Natural Swim Pond Goal I have to include an image of this on my blog, because it has been a long term dream of mine to have a swim pond. I do realise I definitely cannot have one of these unless I am a homeowner. It would be a solid structure that cannot be moved. So, unfortunately, I don’t believe it will ever come to fruition, no matter how much conjuring I can manage. If the bank says no, it’s no - they have managed to be the masters of ‘Simon Says’. (For all those nazi people who want to play ‘Simon Says’, why don’t you get a job at the bank). I do find it a little strange in Australia of how many people have the traditional chlorine or salt pools, and have not put in a natural swim pond. I guess they think it would be too high maintenance, but I mean, that’s the fun of it, as well as being able to swim, fun work, so to speak. And, someone told me it is the opposite, low maintenance if you have a wetland or bog filter. Apparently, you need 2/3 of the pool as planted area, and 1/3 as an open swimming area, so a lot of plants would be needed. There are some really beautiful aquatic plants. Having a really deep substrate, would help immensely with filtration. I know I’ve lived at many addresses in Australia, where one of these would be perfectly suitable and doable, but it would have to be hidden from the road, so jealous neighbours can’t go on the attack or sneak in for a fling dip. 8. Outdated Snobby Rules from the Banks - who do reward and punishment - sickoes The people that live at this house are the trashy disrespectful people that beep their car horn at 3 o’clock in the morning, aswell as at various other times, disturbing the whole neighbourhood. I don’t know anything about the people who live there, except there is only one house, but they seem to have people living, or coming and going from their shed to the left of the house too, who, are the trouble makers mainly. I thought, possibly it was owned by the same person who owns our units next door, because I saw the landlords son do some work in front of their house, but upon checking domain.com, I can see it is not, it was purchased outright in 2021 for $85,000 {and what a bargain, it is bigger than the photo shows}. By the way that’s exactly what I’m talking about; a home loan repayment at $85,000 would be around about $105 per week, that’s more than twice less the price of a cheaper rental such as mine, not even a house. So, you may think, one would have to be a lunatic to rent, when you can just OWN and pay MUCH cheaper payment per week. Plus, you wouldn’t have stress of dealing with rental agencies, evictions, and annoying landlords. But the bimbos at Commonwealth Bank would refuse to sell low-income people a home loan like this - unless they’re in permanent full-time employment. Which doesn’t make any sense, because people who are unemployed, will STILL have to live somewhere, and pay rent, but they are forced to pay double the amount, (if not triple if you want an actual nice house, - do you get it? The people who have the least amount of money in life, have to pay double or triple to live?). With CBA’s reason as to why they rejected my application, being that I, as not someone in fulltime employment, must be IRRESPONSIBLE. {This is discrimination). They do PUNISHMENTS – they are nazis. (They also want ‘victims’ to pay rents, to make home owners richer; reward, punishment – they are fully sick) So, they have no problems giving home loans to dirty peace disturbers like my neighbours, but refuse someone who is like me, who is responsible, honest and an environmentally caring person (I sell seeds, part time – low income). It’s an area of NO COMMON SENSE, where naive SNOBBY bimbos have been allowed to apply this no common-sense rule. It’s like the “Oxford” gang from England is still trying to inflict their snobbery and discrimination. And, what’s more, CBA, especially, I have noted is big, (as in the guiltiest) on following through with the public primary school teachers scheme of “Gold Star Dog” theory. That being “the richer you are (the more gold stars you have), the more we will reward you with huge monetary privileges.” Well, CBA, do you really think, you should be basing your work philosophies, on young female nazi school teachers who powertrip lording over young kids? Or are you again, just letting yourself be still brainwashed by primary school teachers, and not thinking things through. I find in life, from time to time, I have come across other such instances of no-common-sense; like how the police used to not help look for a missing child if 48hrs had not passed – that was their RULE. But there were many times where it is was blatantly obvious that a child missing after only 10 minutes or so, would be a police matter. Oh, but their rule…. There are others, particularly in schools and institutes like hospitals and nursing homes. Where women dominate the industry. At these times, someone like me (someone who does not mind being the ‘bad’ guy often offending people to bring awareness), is needed to bring these non-sensical, old, outdated issues into light, otherwise bimbos will just keep going on abiding by the same rules and silly laws, not thinking about it. There are heaps of non-thinking people working and in those positions of power, heaps. This Commonwealth Bank home loan area is such an issue. I want to reiterate it; so someone who receives a government subsidy, like a farmer, of up to $20000 a year, plus they earn profits from their farm, is allowed to apply for a home loan, but someone receiving just slightly over than that subsidy amount, on employments, CANNOT apply for a home loan; as the farmer is deemed more responsible than the person who is basically still receiving the same amount of money from the government. Now, if their argument was, well, the farmer would have more money at the end of the day due to their farm work, so that’s why we would give it to them (I understand famers can make upwards of $150,000 before the subsidy was removed, (wow),) BUT that is not their argument, the banks argument is not based on money, it is based on the fact that someone receiving that unemployment payment is considered high risk and irresponsible. Such irony when the farmer is also receiving gov money – they are just the same as unemployed in this respect. But ass rents are twice, if not 3 times as much as a mortgage repayment would be, which is WHAT they should be looking at – “can this person be proven to repay the mortgage?” – that’s all they ought to be looking at. {And I have 30 years’ worth of rent receipts to prove that, and bank records.} So, they are not applying common-sense and are just being BANK BITCHES. Wake up please. (Apparently all the banks have this rule, according to a home loan broker in Mackay. I did try to apply to several others, all online application, but NONE of them contacted me back. How rude!) I have notified my local politician about this issue, as it needs to be re-assessed. In the past, when I have encounted such nonsensical issues, I have contacted my local politician, and they have, indeed fixed or attempted to fix, or at least got the ball rolling for a transformation. Writing to politicians is essential to getting positive changes in Australia. They really can make good things happen, not all of them wrought the system. Although, I have heard, there are politicians who go over to Indonesia and spawn orphans (in the 1000’s) within the local ‘woman of the street’ industry, so probably best that you don’t contact those ones. At any rate, I suspect they will do something about this, but in 30years time, when the person who made the rule, is dead, and nobodies feelings or ego will be hurt. 9. Just Some of my Fruit Trees – Out Of 60 Having rented all my adult life – near 33 years this year. I have planted fruit trees in many of the rentals, especially ones in rural areas. I would’ve purchased close to 60 fruit trees now! And here I am living in a long-established garden, in QLD, that has absolutely no fruit trees! So strange that even in garden full of deliberate planted areas, there are no edibles. I just don’t know what those people were thinking about, all day long – do they not know how good a freshly ripened piece of fruit is, compared to a mass produced “long shelf life” fruit (or vege), that comes from the supermarket?? They seem to be clueless in this area, - are they suffering from “dull taste buds”? I know how popular it is to be a drunk in Australia, perhaps the alcohol has affected their taste buds? You know fruit trees are readily available from practically every nursery, plus they can handle grey water. So, there is NO excuses. Plant several in your backyard today! 10. Rent to Own Scheme who DISCRIMINATES plus natural feelings of “I Want” I thought this was brilliant, my sister and her partner did it in Darwin many years ago. It has been around for a while. It is a real offer. But look what happened when I applied. The reason I was declined, is because they discriminate. Pure and simple discrimination. When my current rent (one of the cheapest on the market) is twice as much as a mortgage repayment, it is nothing but blatant discrimination. And any cry of credit rating is just an excuse, when there is paperwork of paid rent, for years and years and years. (I never have had any depts, only a Credit Card in good order). Actually, I had a thing with credit when I was young, I was deeply opposed to it! And when CBA increased my credit limit without asking me, I was furious and cut it up with some scissors! Ho dare they try to get me into dept! I thought a credit card was only kind of an emergency. (no online shopping back then) Little did I know not having any credit would be such a detrimental thing later on in life. Btw, it was also difficult getting a new cc 20yrs later with online shopping. And twice I went to the bank and asked CBA for a car loan, but A BIG FAT NO on both occasions, even though the first time I was working full time. Oh wait, I forgot, Nissan Finance, my Daewoo car loan was through them, over 5 years, so ended up paying twice the price of the car. Infact as I look back at CBA over these last 30years, I realize it is them who are totally FUCKED. So, they pick and choose the type of person they offer it to. They choose ‘their favourites’. This is really an insidious form of discrimination that keeps poor people poor, and landlords rich. It’s a scheme designed specifically for landlords to protect them to make sure that they have income coming in. It is absolutely disgusting. That, plus having the power to be able to kick a renter around, like a whale tossing a seal, or being able barge in, whenever they wish, ‘lording’ over a renter, is there motivation, and it’s disgusting. With all the court cases that goes on against discrimination, why hasn’t this been addressed? This is way more important than sexual discrimination or race. It’s about money for goodness sakes; the whole world revolves around it. In fact, if you look at the big picture those situations where you think it’s about sex or race - you’ve been tricked into thinking that’s what it’s about, but really, it’s about poor people. No one wants anything to do with poor people. Btw, these organizations only arrange the mortgage via the bank, and they said it is the bank who automatically declines anyone a mortgage, if they are on a Centrelink unemployment benefit. So, I phoned the bank, to find out exactly why that would be when it could be proven that rents of twice the amount are regularly paid, and she said the reason why it’s automatic, and rents are not even looked at, is because anyone on such a benefit is automatically considered completely hopeless and irresponsible. See, discrimination. That green image above “I Want” When I realized I could get a mortgage, with repayments cheaper than my current rent, and any foreseeable rents in the future, given the rental crisis and rental crisis prediction of skyrocketing rents, I set out to see what was at the lower end of the market. When I first started looking, I found a unit for $100000, - so that was very doable, and immediately I put in for a mortgage application. I have written about it before on this blog, and I was personally given the “red light” on a mortgage. However, this did not deter me, and I still persisted with other lenders, and kept looking on Realestate.com and Domain. I noted in this time, cheaper unit prices jumped from $100000, to $200000 minimum. So shuks. Then I saw land, and self-building was a better option, and one that I would prefer, - not being a cookie cutter type of person. But again, price jumps. Its like just when I reach the line – they move it. I ended up finding a perfect patch of land, as shown above. It’s in a dry bushland sparsely populated area. That road shown above is actually a dead end, and tapers off into a fire trail down to the beach - no swimming, it’s a crocodile, alligator and stinger area. But still, I feel it will be perfect for me, very quiet, no water, meaning ‘unpopular’ and will keep prices down, which is why it has not been snapped up in my time of looking – aswell as the fact that it is a little overpriced as is, especially given the remoteness and ‘no water’, of it, so it’s still available. I mean high rainfall area would be nice to, but I know how to garden, cope / handle, and manage low rainfall climates. I mean if there were copious amounts of money, then I possibly would choose elsewhere, but I feel for my particular life situation, this place is perfect. Having said that, who knows about the crime rate in the area, it would be God awful, to be stuck amongst more thieving dog neighbours. {And no, police statistics would not tell me if it is a high crime rate area!lol) But it turns out, there are really no other lending options. Regardless of all those other companies who advertise mortgages, especially online, they all go through the bank anyway, and are really only looking for rich investors, who wont care too much about details like there rates are more expensive. 11. It’s official - the population doubled between 1970 and 2010 Did you know between 1970 and 2010, the WORLD population doubled! Literally doubled. I couldn’t believe this when I saw that information, delivered by the census in 2018, by the United States. No wonder there is a housing crisis in Australia - there’s not a chance in hell Australians would be organised enough, to come up with double the accommodation, in that time. So now 13 years later, it is worse, than a crisis in my opinion. I amongst many Queenslanders, have to resort to living in old motels. Once again, it’s like I’m the only one concerned about this disgraceful phenomena of over population. STOP BREEDING you pesty little rabbits. I blame all mothers with more than two children, for the fact that there is no proper housing for me and many many many other people, particularly single women, and old single men. 12. You Know, Kids who Play like this- Are Deeply Disturbed My little sister nearly drowned in such a manner around age 7 (?) with a young boy who had some behavioural problems. I believe he did not know that he was literally drowning his friend, but was using her as a ride toy. Thank goodness for Rob Hartigan who saved the day; on his way out to the garden party, with his silver tray and champagne, happened to see what was going on the pool, we all herd a loud clatter as they tray and champagne dropped to the ground, and then saw a fully clothed Rob diving in, to my sisters rescue. It was very dramatic! That young boy was newly adopted back then, it was obvious that he wasn’t originally from a loving family. But I have noted the above photo is sometimes common scenario amongst kids, and this would indicate there are problems in the family situation, which causes this unacceptable behaviour of deliberatley trying to hold a sibling down under water. A bullying tactic. I personally believe, those parents of those girls, have failed as parents. You have to really try when you are a parent - no bumblers. 13. Ant Nest story with Recreation story The above image shows a typical meat ant nest, they are common all-around Australia. Actually, this was the only nest I found on google, so, we need more photos of ant nests on google, got one? Put it up on Flickr public domain! There were heaps of nests in Gunnedah, on the farms I have lived. Never really causing to many problems, although, at Rangari, there were so many, after I had created my vege patch and put the sprinkler on, there appeared to be a moving carpet of ants. A thick bubbling black carpet. Trillions. So I felt I had to take action against so many. Easy enough to do after a visit at the local Ag shop. Also, I recall in Sydney, at our family first home, in Garland Rd, Naremburn, there was one. I have mentioned this story before on my blog, but again it is missing. Thieves. I’m not sure if I talked about the recreation bit, so I’ll put the whole story again with more details. Actually, it’s one of my earliest memories. I was only 2 at the time. Mum would’ve been inside chatting with her friend Susy, and dad was out on the barbie cooking rissoles and drinking beer with Rob, their good friends. I was wondering around the lawn, and I recall seeing a clearing, thinking that would be a good spot to rest. After a minute or two, I noticed something uncomfortable happening, and started crying, dad and Rob looked over, realized I was standing on an ants nest, saw that I was literally covered in 1000’s of ants, they raced over moved me off the ants nest and both of them hastily trying to brush of all those ants! I specifically remember their large man hands whisking down my arms! I do not remember being stung at all, it would have been the ticklish nature of all those ants that would have bothered me. I may have been stung? So, I’ve mentioned on my blog about the ‘image transfer’ phenomenon, read about it “Dream Watchers, I Mean Perverts” on my About page. So, in particular at night when I’m asleep – they can see my dreams. (They obviously can also see my images when I am awake – I can send them images to communicate a point, it comes in handy a lot. Some people assume I use my ability to manipulate people – but I DO NOT do that. Mostly they can see my thoughts that I think to myself, my thoughts are for me, I do not think for other people, unless in a direct verbal conversation with them and I am trying to explain something – images help. I do not put words in people’s mouths- I am anti people who do that- there are many who can do that. I expect people to think for themselves, and encourage them to do so {sometimes I do get weird funny results when I encourage someone to say something, when they really don’t have much to say!!}. I find no pleasure in being able to manipulate someone eles’s words, unlike others twits do. I know some people will think this is crazy, but I can assure you it’s most definitely true and anyone would who would think it crazy, I’m sorry but you are completely naive. You have no idea what’s going on in the world. I’ve also mentioned on my blog, absolutely everything we see here, smell and experience gets processed in our minds. Nothing is forgotten. At night when people sleep, aside from processing what’s been going on during the day, we also process past memories. I also believe aside from traumatic experiences, we also re-process old memories, to keep us peacefully going throughout the night, while our bodies recover and heal from day to day grit. So this ant incident would be something I have definitely remembered well, and therefore thought about it at night while I sleep. And there are “pervert‘s” who I would say, may have ever seen this dream repeatedly. {I say perverts, because while I personally would not have had many memories of a sexual nature, there’s no other word to describe what they are looking at, what they are trying to see, why they are hanging around my house at night while I sleep.} When I moved to Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, there were Queensland pervert’s in the community. I suspect they were from my same school (boarders are all throughout QLD and NSW, they are everywhere, many farmers daughters attended my school. So the recreators, as I have nicknamed them, as they recreate ‘scenes’ from my life, well they try to, as obviously doing that is impossible and stupid. They tried to recreate this particular dream, my neighbour there happen to have a big ant nest in their driveway. This time I managed to not get mobbed by ants, and their re-creation failed. And I would like to tell those Recreator pervert’s, as I know they are still watching my dreams; rack the hell off and get your own life. And, you are pathetic cowards. I found the Naremburn house on google maps, well google shows the back yard, but there has since been a new house built in that space, which I can see from Apple Maps. I love those Map apps, both of them! 14. Polite Ways to Turn a Man Down When I worked in the shop down at Enmore, with members of the public coming in, inevitably, I would sometimes get stuck with some lonely guy, who just wanted to chitchat in the hopes of something more. I would often have to come up with means and ways to get rid of these hopeful men, (or women sometimes) in an unoffensive and polite manner, (as really, they were nothing but bothersome), anyway one such guy was veering onto the subject of what he wanted in a woman, and one of these factors was a woman who wears stilettos. I told him I would never be seen caught dead in a pair stilettos, to which he was completely dismayed, and pretty much left straight away. What I noted about this man, was he seemed to be completely clueless about the fact that, when somebody loves you, they will do things for you, you just have to ask them. It’s like he had no idea what unconditional love was, which made me realise he had parents who did not love him. It was quite sad and tragic, that a grown man did not know unconditional love. I figure there must be a lot of families out there that run on control and not love, which is the biggest tragedy of them all. And no wonder there are so many dysfunctional nuisance people who hound me and steal from me and harass me, as they had CRAP parents. Following someone around; this is a dysfunction. Tooting at complete strangers constantly; this is a dysfunction. Sitting outside some some girls house and revving a car; this is a dysfunction. Stealing from me as you think I may have stolen something from someone else, IS A DYSFUNCTION Still, all my neighbours as current of Dec 2025 DO THESE THINGS - harassment, and stealing. All these things may not be against the law, (except they also steal from me, which is a crime and PUNISHABLE by the Australian Police), but they are socially retarded behaviours, which make my life NEGATIVE. And you know it’s those kids from those families (which number in the millions), go on to expect the same from other people, they just expect to be able to use them for personal gain. And obviously going on personal power trips is big for them, but often money is incorporated into their ‘use’, like there are many Australians that would think it to be no problem to use people, to get them to use government funds, in order for them to make profit, like what happens in the medical world, and those people are respected, very intelligent people, who have absolutely no thoughts whatsoever about the fact that they are using someone to steal money, (in order for them or their friends to take home a pay packets), they think this is perfectly fine. Like they wouldn’t have any second guesses about their actions. No feelings of guilt. No thoughts that that what they doing is wrong. They would not consider themselves going to hell after they die. Certainly they wouldn’t consider themselves thieves. But in actual fact, that’s exactly what they are, well respected thieves. Stemming back to a family problem. I heard a very famous person, Michael Jordan quote, “If you try to maintain dominance over someone, you are not going to give them a chance to gain confidence.” I feel so many people need to be told this, not only parents, but particularly managers in the workplace, private school educators and admin. Just so many people that have crossed my path, seem not to know this simple healthy fact. You know I have been in the company of a couple of men, Tafe teachers they were, who obviously were raised in such manner, and not only was their behaviour “bitchy”, so it was literally unbearable being around them; they seem to have no social skills as a result of being obsessed with control, believing that if they are “nice” they would lose control. 100% fully dysfunctional. Plus, I believe that stupid little blonde in Gunnedah who steals from me, is somehow encouraging people at that time to be this obsessed with ‘control’, literally encouraging arshole behaviour. I wish I had that situation on camera so you could see what I was talking about. Well, I did learn one thing at least from them – my father, someone not obsessed with control, runs rings around them both, and as a result, ironically, is the one who would have more control in his life! I saw a perfect example of a family who ran on control, and not love, and these parents were quite strict, and suddenly when the young girl did something, they deemed shameful, she was shunned from their life. It’s like both parents realised they no longer had control over their daughter, and so they disowned her. It’s like “well, if we don’t have control, then what’s the point”. They totally have missed the whole point of raising a child. They have failed as parents, as far as I’m concerned. Young people ARE NOT there for your personal little power tripping experiments. Those parents belong in JAIL. CHILD ABUSE in an unphysical way. And the young teenage girl, was so distraught at upsetting her parents, and was too young to see that, her ‘not so rebellious’ act, was one of becoming an independent adult, it was perfectly normal, and healthy. You know, she was right, they were wrong! And she could not see this, so slumped into depression and self loathing. Well, now she would be free to see her parents as they really are, instead of that ‘hero’ personality that kids give their parents. I personally don’t believe it has to end that way! I know there are many happy extended families who regularly see each other. I look back at my experience leaving the ‘nest’ and I feel my mother especially lost more than she knew when I left the family. Infact I would go further to say that ‘kicking’ your kids out when they turn 18 is quite disgusting. So, but don’t get me wrong, children most definitely need to learn boundaries which only comes through clever discipline, and they need to learn the art of giving and taking, in a relationship, and knowing when to bite their tongue, even if they think they know better than the other person, they need to learn that their opinion, sometimes is just not going to count, and their needs and wants are not always going to be granted. There is a time for standing up and there is a time for stepping back. I was advised some families run not on control or love, but on ‘shame and humiliation’ – and it is kids from those families that are truly evil later in their adult life – most common criminal ‘family environment’. My textile print design with Australian native flower: “Leptospermum Flower white4 15. Spotlight Thieving Girls on Meterage, again, featuring Cathy Goldman getting the Dogs Since my blog started off as a means to do something about all the stealing, but also as of late has progressed to include a lot of other topics and stories about my life. I thought I should get back to my original reason, and continue my fight against thieving dogs. So, this is a whole new photo story to tell you about what the girls at Spotlight used to do. There was a spotlight at Tamworth. I had to make a special trip over to Tamworth to get cat food every couple of months or so, this was 2000-2010, inevitably I would stop off at the fabric shop - I couldn’t resist. They often had something cheap in there that I could purchase. What I noticed after shopping from them a few times, when I got home and laid out my pattern on the fabric, it didn’t fit, and I would measure it, and I could see the girls at Spotlight had cut my meterage short, by sometimes up to 10cm. 3cm – 10cm short in the meter! And, on EVERY purchase I made. (And this was before it was washed). Maybe if it happened just once it would be a case of dipsy salesgirl, but on EVERY purchase – this means deliberate sabotage. THEFT. And I want to make appoint about the fact whenever I went to spotlight especially back then I was always excited and happy about being surrounded by fabrics and a possible purchase, so my attitude instore certainly did not warrant ‘passive aggressive’ bitch behaviour by sales girls. This is a repeated thing in my life: I am “merrily on my way” and I get attacked by stupid women. I’m pretty sure one time when I went there, a girl from my class at fashion school some years before, was serving, I’m not 100% sure, only 99%. If it was her, this would be another occasion where Cathy Goldman has gone and got ‘dogs’ from my past, and put them in my path, just like this, and, they have stolen from me. Yet another instance, I’ve already talked yesterday about the fruit shop, and the girl Cathy got, who stole my organic eggs. What is wrong with that woman? Seriously? she needs to get a life and rack the hell off out of mine – YOU ARE NOT INVITED you ignorant thief of woman. Her mother must have been a failure. Oh, and no one tells you, but when you’re in college, with your class – get the names of everyone in your class, write it down, we have cameras now, so get photos to go with names. In 30-40years, you might be thankful. One time in Spotlight, I ventured down into this corner section with the knits, and it was really dusty, so after picking up a roll, I could not help but sneeze, and it was sooo loud, I really could not believe it, not only the whole big store would have heard me, but the entire carpark and block outside too. Scream Sneeze. I kind of looked around to see a reaction from people, - and there was that SHORT BLOND BIMBO staring at me – the one who steals, I think it was the same one, so maybe it was her telling the spotlight staff to shortcheat me?? Who knows. Fuck off STUPID SHORT BLOND BIMBO THIEF. Btw, also when I went to spotlight, something sewing related would be stolen from my house while I was not there, like my glass bead fringing. Same as what they did when I went to Bunnings in Tamworth. And by the way, after I realised what was going on, the next time I went to Spotlight, there were no girls at the checkout - there was a young male serving (I have never seen the likes of a man at any checkout before ever!). So, it’s not like I put in any complaints about the ‘shortcheating me’. I didn’t even have a phone connected when I lived at Gunnedah. Do you see how the dogs operate; they are such pervert’s and such thieves to go along with their personality trait. Btw, just before that guy served me, he reached into his pocket, and did this kind of, ‘cowboy’ manoeuvre, to remove his scissors, alike drawing a gun from his belt with a little scissor twirl rotation!! Like how they did it in old American western movies!  Quite humorous, a nice change from thieving dogs from my past. And, btw, since then, dealing with spotlight, I seem to often get girls now with ‘attitude’, so bitchy and annoying. Don’t blame me for your stupid stealing antics. But I did buy a rug from them last year, and honestly, it has been one of my all time favourite purchases! - such lovely colour, and functionality; being right near my bed on a wooden floor. Online purchase now- the female dogs have made shopping a far to unpleasant an experience for me to go instore - and I write this, have been continuously writing about dogs following me around when I go out and about since 2020 – but they still do it to this day (updating in 2026, nuisance unpleasant dog interference): forced to buy online – good thing I enjoy shopping online, but some things you can’t get online. I have edited this and removed the swear words, but I want to add about my ANGRY FEELINGS inregards to these thefts, and bitch sales girls, when shopping – I do not need your dysfunction in my life. Encounter after encounter for over 30 years adds up to a lot of bitterness. Not sure I am quite as “merrily on my way” now, thus I resent you, I curse you – I hope those involved get cancer and die. And whether I am “merrily” on not “merrily” – stealing and bullying me is UNACEPETABLE. Here is also a good spot to mention I’ve had major problems whenever I’ve gone into those other little sewing shops. You know the type, that sell sewing machines and haberdashery and sometimes fabric. They are like a dying breed now, I think. But I had monumental problems with the little bitches who work in these stores - like they refused to serve me, and were rude. It was blatant discrimination of some sort; at the times I had no idea why there were such bitches. I realised today why, and it was not the ‘ugly’ factor that I experienced from little bimbos at the Dr’s, who cannot handle communicating and looking at such a person. But it was the ‘Dog network’ – and those girls knew, that I have other dogs who follow me wherever I go, and those dogs see what I see, so if I see any dodgy business practices, they could be closed down. Like another textile company I worked for, who used to put all their over purchased unwanted ugly fabric rolls in the factory spot, where it used to rain and flood, so every time it did, every few years or so, they would claim insurance on all those fabrics that they did not want any way (!) – the business was later closed. You really should not scam insurance companies! So that’s why those little bitches tried to get rid of me whenever I go in such a store. I think! Nah, it’s probably the “ugly” factor – girls in fashion industry are very shallow. Or it could be discrimination of some other sort? A birdy told me it was someone at Greenfields who was stalking me, trying to manipulate sales girls into not serving me?? Not sure what that was about? or who; don’t know anyone at Greenfields. Possibly coward. Dodgy girls. Girls with no common sense. This is yet another example of how stupid women are, and how they have no idea how stupid they are. It reminds me of some of the cunts I have from Centrelink, or they say they are from Centrelink, who knows, if they really are, could be Telstra, or channel 10? but they're just dogs who like to hound people, one such person thought I was receiving disability pension when I was clearly not disabled – a dog who stupidly assumed I must be cheating the welfare system. So, she stole from me. Maybe she was a possible wannabe vigilante. Some of those people are so evil, their whole existence is just complete antagonism, disrespect and to be a mean bully. I'm pretty sure I've had one girl on my back for years now, until she finally realised she was in the wrong, oh whoops – it takes them years to comprehend things sometimes. And so, she just stopped, I mean all of those years of torment and harassment from her, then stopped - no compensation for her evilness, no apologies. Just “oh whoops” - just like a stupid bimbo. But, you know, that was her “excuse” to be a bully. She was looking for a reason to bully someone, so she just made up in her head “oh she’s probably a welfare cheat”. This is what I find so many women do in life; they come up with excuses in their stupid little heads of why they should be a bully. Like “oh well she's on her own, so she's asking for it”, or “she probably smells, so she's asking for it”, or “she's a possible shop lifter, so she's asking for it” – or the most common bimbo one of them all “oh well, we are trying to teach her a lesson”. That last one is a monumental serious problem amongst women. There seem to be heaps of little stupid rules they have too. But really they just seem to come up with all sorts of cockanninnie reasons to be a bully and go power tripping, like, they have no control in their life unless they are being a bully - THE EPITOME OF STUPIDITY. Furthermore, I said above so many women do it, but really, it's pretty much every single woman I encounter, is like a specific female dysfunctional problem, some men do it, but not all. Whereas ALL women do it. Well, it certainly feels like ALL of them, because there’s been so many, and they often work in packs, like dogs. Dog women. Bimbo related; this was why women did not have the right to vote for so long. And somethings still have not changed. One time, back in 2017 or so, I saw on the news that one person had wanted to “herd” all the bimbo girls, to ‘exert’ their will and control over them (whether this was male or female “herder”, it was not disclosed. I suspect it was female, not all of them are asleep). But they managed to get a whole bunch of women, young girls in their 20’s, into a big hall, it was like a community hall, and then furthermore, they got all the girls to take off all their clothes, and then they were left there, by the “herder” for them to come to their senses! And so, the camera showed all these girls running out of the community hall, screaming, without any clothes on! Lol. Oh, go on, just go with the flow!! lol You know it amazes me how this issue is not talked about in schools; women need to be told about “sleeping beauty phenomenon”. How they need to be woken up, to be aware, and why people don't like to talk about it and to wake them up: so, they can be easily manipulated like those naked little stupid girls. The fabric above was not from Spotlight, although they ought to stock it, that Stripe minky would walk off the shelf (it’s my design “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101”, printed by Chinese Ubeit, who charge an arm and a leg for postage.) 16. Television shows and Movies that Change People’s Consciousness for the Bad “Matilda”, in this story, there is a character, Mrs Truncheon ; an old hagged ugly woman, (made up to look ugly), who is the ‘badie’ in the story, creating a stereotype, brainwashing people (kids – this was a kid’s movie). But this is why today, I have problems from stupid little bimbo receptionist’s, they have been brainwashed when young, associating ugly with bad. “Smallville” -This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is mainly due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And all the townsfolk are saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that Australian show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had every day, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). Just wait a few years Sharon Morgan when your youth is long over, ha ha! You are Mrs Truncheon! I watched this pollution documentary once, it was in Thailand. In the middle of the valuable information sharing on the streets of Thailand), the camera showed this little girl nearby playing with birds, was not rehearsed, but ‘street activity’. The birds were wild, but the young girl was picking them up, holding them, putting them back down again, picking them up again, patting them, generally behaving exactly like a little girl playing, maybe with dolls or some such. I have never seen a little girl playing with wild animals in this manner, quite fascinating. I suspect many women all over the world have these little special abilities that they have, just like that little girl. 17. Ebay Cunts (I am not going to change or remove this, just because now 3yrs later, they may have amended their ways) {I would need compensation} I usually only reserve this swear word for Centrelink staff, but after 2 yrs of being ban from my business and not making any money from it, they too, now share the same namesake. I’ve been banned from eBay. My business, Farm plants and seeds, which I’ve had for about six years now, and I sell (used to) seeds and plants on eBay, I also had another account that I sold my fabric designs on, and another account which I sold my ‘odd stuff’ on (stuff I longer want - good way of getting rid of things without having a garage sale), eBay have banned me and deleted my all my accounts, and said that I am banned from eBay for good, and I can no longer buy or sell anything on eBay. Can you believe that? I asked them why, they said “because other people will be in danger” They are ABSURD. ABSURD I really don’t know how the eBay staff can be so stupid? basically I think it would come down to the fact that they are cunts. DOG CUNTS I complained to them, I complained to dep of fair trade, - as not being able to trade in the market place is way bigger issue than “oh, we don’t like you anymore.” I mean, a big sector of my market bas was via ebay, about 90% actually. I complained to the ACCC, to my local MP, no one could do anything. Anyway, after all my listings were deleted, I went onto PayPal and checked my contract with them, because they automatically take out fees from my account and pay them to eBay at the end of each month. So, I stopped that immediately and it’s so happened that there was about $30 aprox due at the end of the month - so they can’t automatically take it out of my account! ha I told them when they reinstate my account I’ll pay it - so far, they haven’t in reinstated any of my accounts. Stupid fucking dogs, I hope they all get cancer and die. DIE BTW, I also have done 1000’s of purchases on ebay since around the time it just began. Heaps and heaps, mainly small $1 or $2 items from China, (using PayPal). But I could no longer get any of my usual sales that way anymore. And as much as I now HATE Ebay staff for banning me and being UNDEMOCRATIC; there’s always things that I see advertised online search results, that are much cheaper on eBay, than elsewhere. And so, I discovered after I moved, plus changed my phone number, I could check out as a “guest”, rather than create an account, so long as I used a different name, address, phone number, and email address, I can sneakily shop there. {They still delete any account with my name Emily Bieman. (My new email is emilyban-man@outlook.com ! ) Plus, 3 yrs later, some computer nerd must have read about my ebay and my seed business plight, and thus created a new local seed market. I now sell way more seeds on there, than I did on ebay. One good thing, I guess. https://www.localseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds/ 18. The Beeping Loser on Range Road There appears to be some loser who lives out on the Sarina Range Road, who drives in town in the morning, and beeps when they go past my unit, and then at the end of the day, drives home, and beeps as well. I finally worked out that it’s directional, because I can hear what direction they’re going, coming in to town in the morning, BEEP, going out in the afternoon, BEEP. So, I suspect it is somebody who is coming into work for the day. They don’t work every day, at least they don’t beep every day, and it seems to have something to do with me (?) and they worked yesterday and today {Christmas Eve and Christmas Day}. So, I’m going to keep tabs of every single day they beep and disturb the peace, from now on. Someone is going to catch them. (By the way, according to the Roads and Traffic’s ‘obtaining your license, learning book’, it is only appropriate to beep in 2 circumstances; and that is when warning pedestrians whilst reversing, or to warn oncoming vehicles when driving. Beeping makes you the loser. Loooooser. (since I wrote this, it has NOT stopped). 19 . YouTube YouTube Still being unable to walk, because of my collapse arch and metatarsalgia, my latest favourite thing is YouTube videos, I have a subscription now (due to personalised offensive targeted adds), but I am glad I got, add free is the only way to watch YouTube, heaps better. I love YouTube! - just people, anyone, everyday people, so not trained actors or ‘hosts’, upload videos, and talk about anything they want. A lot of people try to tell people how to do things, there are heaps of ‘how to’ videos. It’s the trend! The quality varies from extremely good, and helpful, to somewhat iffy, but always entertaining! I have learnt a great deal from watching ‘how to’ YouTube videos!! Over the course of 2025, a lot of networks starting putting on content. There were some movies before, but not really anymore, only movies with perves who want to connect with people…..not interested. I noted there are also good government exposure ones, like how the government is not really recycling most plastics, and it is only stated so, to ensure young good-looking housewives don’t feel guilty when they go to the supermarket purchasing all that packaging. Why are you trying to trick us? - All plastics need to be recycled; hard, medium, soft, all of it. I know all packaging has the triangle on it with the code for recycling (1-6), but exactly who do they think at the tip, is going to go “stop, wait a minute, let me find my glasses and read which grade of plastic it is” NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. I noted there was at one point “Weapon worshipping” on YouTube, quite disheartening, slightly sickening. I also love the ‘new construction’ ones, things going on, in all different communities. A real eye opener to the world. Not to mention the detailed world ‘stuff that is going on’ – things they don’t tell you or leave out certain details, on commercial TV. And so many good sewing hacks, and aquarium vids – all fabulous, thanks! One day I was watching a ‘compilation’ by a new YouTube conglomerate, {“we know what you like”}, and it was showing this guy emptying sump oil out of a large machine, and he was trying to impress his friends and had turned the whole thing into a joke. The oil was going everywhere. It was spilling out of all the containers that he had piled up, he had it all over his arms, and hands, and face. It was truly disgusting, and that guy, trying to be a clown, obviously has no idea how TOXIC sump oil is. I mean you may as well just be giving yourself cancer by putting it on your skin like that, truly it’s really evil stuff, it’s much worse than the toxic fumes that come out at the back of the car, as its concentrated. If you spill some on your lawn, come back a week later, you will see how bad it is, it kills not only everything it touches, but everything next to it aswell. I mean it’s the main reason why they should hurry up and invent a different motive transport, it’s that toxic. The guy had an accent and was speaking in a foreign language. I think it was Russian. Update 2026 – OMG the dr channels – SO GOOD, thankyou thankyou. One of my favourite things about YouTube are the comments, people can comment about the vid, or ask questions, give feedback to the channel and to the host or contribute to the knowledge or give their personal experience, inspire conversations, anything – just BRILLIANT! It’s just bloody brilliant! This feature is so important, in my opinion; it determines whether a nation is truly democratic, or, oppressive-tyrannical-nazi! I mean you certainly can’t leave comments on commercial networks, “mm we didn’t like your show, we thought the story was lame, the acting bad, and, such and such was really offensive!”. I mean you just can’t leave feedback. But, you can on YouTube! This makes people – it forces them to think, and to not be offensive/rude, unlike some actors on Netflix.... These comments are a thing atm; I have, who, I have deemed “dikes on bikes”, or “unemployed school leavers on bikes”; who harass me in the form of “hooning” and “beeping”, and who Centrelink now, in 2026, are claiming responsibility for, as in paid by them to be there (jobs providers – Department of Workplace, Education and Training), would not surprise me if that’s true; little minions on bikes. Whatever, but, today, those little boys are telling me that they are going to steal from me, or not steal from me, depending on the comment I leave on a YouTube! So, I just want to say here for the record; all the comments I make on YouTube are true observations, so if you cannot handle a comment or do not like it; you cannot handle the truth, and are as a result, a WUSSY! And I will NOT be intimated by thieving little cunts dogs from Centrelink. In fact this reminds me of those two nasty stalking women who followed me into the subway at Gunnedah. I wrote the story on my Google review, about how they were waiting for me to speak to the Shop girl: like waiting for me to say something ‘bad’ so they could pounce on me - it’s exactly the same thing. Those 2 women were waiting on my every word. I kind of feel a bit sorry for them, to have no life of their own, and to be so obsessed with me and my words. UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOUR YOU STUPID BIMBOS. Although I would like to say, most of my comments are “positive” so to speak, since there are so many bloody brilliant YouTube videos, and I tend not to watch the bully ones, or ‘bad journalism ones’ anyway; that's the beauty of YouTube, I can suss them out, and get rid of them, unlike on commercial television. Or, if they trick me, I can leave a nasty comment, letting them know exactly how I feel about their disrespectful behaviour, which those tyrannical nazis will not like! Hahah! – that’s if I am not so disgusted, that I remember to do it. BTW, when I say bully ones or ‘bad journalism’ – I am talking extreme disrespect and discrimination, like a cult of female dogs who are using the media to be bullies. or just generally come up with total BS stories, like BIG FAKERS, money wasters, friends of friends. They are real, not a figment of my imagination. It can be hard to do something about them, as they are such attention seekers, that doing something about it may enable their bad behaviour even more. But I think YouTube is a perfect example of “ yes, we know about the tyrannical nazis in the media, and we have done something about them – HERE IS YOUTUBE!!!”. So now, I, and people like me, can watch in peace! 20 . Sleepers – See how big the Cat and Mouse game is in society Just watched this movie again, “Sleepers”, good justified revenge movie. Really and truly, I can’t believe how bad authority figures, and parents, got it so wrong in the past; sending your kids to prison where they can be lorded and power-tripped over by arsehole prison wardens/guards. Please, why don’t you take one screwed up kid, out of a dysfunctional family, and then screw them up a whole heap more, courtesy of the government. They still do it - this does not just happen in movies. Cat and Mouse game – don’t let them treat you like their personal whipping Mouse. Don’t let the wealthy court system judges and lawyers use you to make their money from – they are after victims; they are after mice! Off with their heads instead! lol Or, make their parensts pay - fine them, thousands of dollars. {When I had to go to court twice, to defend my honour and rent bond – I was the only one there NOT BEING PAID, the courts are a total scam}. I find in life if you look at things from a monetary point of view only, whose getting it, in every situation – you really start to see the bullshit. 21. Issues and Agendas for Politicians in Australia Fix Residential Septic overflow into creeks and oceans, as well as business polluting. Proper Access roads through forest to all the beaches in Queensland, especially around Mackay/Sarina, but I suspect the whole way up far North QLD. As well as proper sturdy Netted Baths on each locality beach. Security camera regulations IT nerds are putting in the fine print that they can have access to all your details data information, including video content of your home/Bedroom/Whatever, not only you can they have access to it but they can sell it on to other Venders or give it away. Disgusting. I can’t believe something hasn’t been done about this already. Fix the 'playtoy' mongrel problem that exists in the rail industry. And build a Scenic train line from Cooktown to Melbourne with individual private Sleeper carriages "The EastCoast Express" {ought to start acquiring land now – secretly, otherwise you will not be able to afford it in 2084!} Implement compulsory parenting guides for ALL pregnant mothers; and enforce the ‘course’, for each child, otherwise they have to pay fines. These 6 issues only just came to mind to me today, so there are bound to be heaps more! Oh yeah – the biggest issue of them all; stopping dogs from breeding more dogs. 22. The Ghost Story I mentioned in my “Screaming Always Works” {almost every time, except with uptight oppressive English wannabes….} story about a ghost. I feel it is time to further write those details down. It happened when I was 12yrs old at school, in a boarding dormitory. I, nor my friends were involved with any type of necromance (practice of communicating with the dead). We were all sweet young girls. It happened one Friday night when I was in some SERIOUS pain after breaking my arm shortly before lights out at 9pm. My friend had landed on the palm of my hand, from being piggybacked by another girl. The force of her weight forced my hand and wrist backwards. I did let out a bloodcurdling scream when it happened, it really hurt. But still no one bothered to think that there was anything wrong with me and instead I was chastised for screaming by the house mistress and sent to bed (the stupidity of women never ceases to amaze me – when someone screams like that – there is something wrong. Btw, you cannot be employing women of low intelligence IN A SCHOOL it's just absurd and lacks common sense. An institute of academia requires every single employee in that environment, to be savvy people. So, not just the teachers, but the rest of the faculty, the kitchen staff, the gardeners, the house mistress’s - there are no exceptions, everyone must be capable). Anyway, as I was in a lot of pain I could not sleep, and after a few hours maybe it happened around midnight, I rolled over trying to get comfortable, yet again, and I happen to open my eyes, as I did, there she was, a bright lit, three-dimensional life sized shadow of a young girl, maybe my age, she was a shadow made up of light but complete with all human details. She appeared to be a young girl from the past. I remember her well; her image is ingrained into my mind and I shall never forget the situation or any of the details. She was wearing an old-fashioned dress, very old-fashioned like with tulle petticoats underneath a skirt, so it ballooned out, like what they wore in the Victorian era (1830-1890s). She seemed to be glowing, and very happy, peaceful, as in, not acting scary-like, she was brushing her very long hair. So, she was not really an image or an outline of a person, this was actually an intangible person moving about. I could not believe what I was seeing. It was sheer terror for me. I remember thinking later, it looked like she had a 'lady Jane' hairbrush, one of those big types of brushes. I must've thought this, because it must've been some sort of issue for me 'oh if only I had a good big brush, then I'd be able to maintain my unruly hair! You might see me state that, and think oh well she’s probably conjured the whole image herself in her head or conjured up a real 3-dimensional ghost. But bear in mind, my artistic talents are somewhat limited, and the amount of detail in this “light fixture” was extraordinary. There were six of us in the dorm, I don't believe anybody else saw her. The building was really old, founded when the Victorian era in England was coming to an end, by Florence Emily Green. I bet it was Florence Emily Green, as a young child! “This is my school and one of my pupils is upset”. So called experts have since told me, that they think that it was not the dead, it was probably an apparition of my friend, who at the time was not even at the school, although we had been close. I used to love her hair, it was beautiful, long and golden. Or I guess, it may have been my other friend (who secretly wanted long hair too!!). Since we were good friends, and ‘alone in the same boat’ so to speak, she may have sensed I was in pain, and came to ease the situation in the metaphysical sleep world, which, by the way, if true, certainly did not work. Quite the opposite. I was fairly horrified and petrified at witnessing such a scary thing, not only did I have my aching arm, but then, as I certainly did not want to move at all, for fear of disturbing this strange creature, and I had to lay extremely still, and as quietly as I could, for as long as possible, whilst closing my eyes tightly! It would've been some time, and possibly not until I started to hear the first sounds of bird twit, did I move or open my eyes again, and thankfully was extremely relieved, to find she was gone. Possibly the reason I was so fearful at the time, was because I knew what I was looking at, was not a little girl? And I should add, occasionally from time to time over the next six years, I would hear some of the other girls wanting to partake in some sort of spiritual communication, like get a Ouija board - and I would always be the first person to say “NO, I don't think so!”. Also, at the time it wasn't until the following Monday when I was still complaining about my arm, that someone decided that they should send me to a doctor, who then determined on the following Wednesday, after the x-ray results were in, that I had a broken arm. (No one else is going to look after your child! - -still maybe all happens for a reason…..) It was only a slight break, more like a .5cm split in the bone, and as it was so extremely painful, I can only imagine what it would be like for someone who breaks their bone in a more significant breakage - unimaginable pain. When I remember all of these details again, there is no doubt in my mind that this is what happened, and I saw a ghost. However, when people got get wind of my story (I have only told it to 3 other people infact). But, disbelief is quite the typical response. But some, I guess, ‘science’ types, are so incensed by my story they try and come up with things that it must be, instead of a ghost, and they come up with ludacris things. It was 1986 when it happened, and technology certainly wasn't advanced enough for any type of light apparition! However, I will say this, and I was reluctant to add this part of the story, but I truly believe, I would not have seen that ghost, if the following had not taken place; The House was to organize a talent night, where we formed little groups and came up with a skit to act infront of the rest of the house. I think I recall there were about 60 year 7 girls in that house. Since no one in my group had any ideas at all, I decided to share a little skit I saw at my old infants school, Limbri. They all liked it, and so we did it, I would play the sickly patient, and was placed behind a white screen with a light behind me so that the audience just saw the outline of me lying down, and the others would pretend to operate on me finding strange things inside my stomach!! (I can’t remember what they said, I think I fell asleep – but I’m sure it was bad!) And to give the audience a good outline, I had stuffed my non-existent breasts with huge big wards of tissues!! (I was still Oompa Loompa at this point, and still loved to play ‘dress ups’, and not really aware at all about sexuality and breasts either. But that evening, the common room was packed, not only from the year 7’s, but many others from other houses who had gott’n wind of the evenings fun. Girls who were missing their mothers! J You know, sometimes, it just seems that people wake up, and or the spirits take over, and anything is possible. Magic can happen. {Sporting fans may know something about what I am talking about too.} I need to say, my essential oils that were stolen the other day, and also my sewing needles that were mysteriously strewn over the floor – I do NOT believe this was a ghost! (That incident back then, was a one-time thing.) 23. Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. A (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘wil’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award 😁 December 2023 Electric lawnmower people for now making them affordable FOR EVERYONE, since the petrol ones are so toxic. So, their care of the air we breath. November 2023 Lois Jenson - single-handedly, changed harassment laws for women to try to combat sexual frustration harassment from men in the work place. October 2023 Creator of “luxury travel” concept, with The Orient Express, including sleeper carriages - Georges Nagelmack, (not that I have ever gone on luxury travel, but just the idea of it...) September 2023 Anatolij Lasatenko and Sergej Shurunov; Russian Army Wilderness Guards August 2023 Unknow tree planter on an excellent LONG tree lined country HWY in Turkey. I tried to find it on Google Maps, but to no avail. If someone knows…. July 2023 Josh Byrne and associates, in conjunction with www.bayswater.wa.gov.au , for their outstanding compilation of appropriate and suitable native street trees. June 2023 Jurgen Wendel for his care and compassion of corals and sea creatures. May 2023 Sushi the feral cat, who figured leaf payment for fish! (even a cat knows ‘got to pay’ for your lunch! J) April 2023 The many researches who are developing the Bionic Propeller, reducing underwater noise by 30%, saving whale confusion, plus has 19% improved thrust performance! March 2023 Ocean Conservation Namibia crew for rescuing seals from hopeless fisherman who pollute the oceans with their nets. {The hopeless fisherman gets the “curse them” award}. (It’s especially good to see the nazi South Africans have found a worthy fight). I always have said, if you want to fight (and so many people do - then fight to make the place better, as opposed to finding a victim to pick on, which so many people do). But also, there are more than 1 clean-up crew, so, Oceancleanup.com, young Boyan Slat who researched the plastic problem and brought about the whole operation. - Ocean Conservation, this is an AMERICAN not for profit business/Charity ( would be a Tax right off for wealthy person), run by two Germans (Naude and Katja Dreyer), cleaning up the waters around Africa. Doing extreme amounts of good, for Animals due to the Human walking zombies who don’t know how to clean up after themselves. February 2023 Charles Adler junior for his ‘actuated’ invention at the traffic lights, which change according to cars present or not present. “No unnecessary waiting for me” ! lol January 2023 The Pangea Movement team, for their efforts to stop river pollution entering the ocean in Indonesia and Africa. For some reason, those people are too poor to realise that when they throw rubbish in the river, it creates monumental problems. (What exactly does it have to do with money? – I think some STCHICK is needed) Ofcourse if any of these people are discovered as thieves; Award will be stricken (I have been advised 1 or more are). 24. Fake Female Health Professionals This was stolen, ofcourse; dishonest women do not want to be found out. Story of my life. Such thieving liars most women are. I wrote elsewhere on my blog, I would never see a female health professional ever again, because if she is not a faker, then she will most likely be incompetent. Now being a feminist myself, you may wonder how I could possibly say such a thing. Well, this is how; I have experienced in my life thus far: fake chiropractor, fake lymphoedema physiotherapist, fake natural healers, fake homeopath, fake beauty therapist, fake masseuse, fake teachers, fake podiatrist, fake job interviewers, and fake councillor. ALL FEMALE. Plus I have heard of fakers in other sectors; fake news reporters / newspaper journalists, fake writers (if that is such a thing!). And I am sure there have been WAY more in my life, I just am unaware, as they have been good fakers. Most of the above I have already mentioned on my blog, named and shamed, (the ones I actually got a name), and made complaints about. But this makes NO DIFFERNENCE. Nobody seems to care about female fakers, except me. I HATE YOU. And I hope you all get cancer and die, as you are so cluelessly unhealthy, dishonest criminals. I guess I should mention, I have been to more than 1 “MOST BRILLIANT” health professionals, who were female. One of them, could diagnose me several hours after I had left the clinic, with sneaky cleaver metaphysical techniques, but later she lied, wanting me to go to another expert, her friend, for no reason, so that counteracts her good diagnoses! Typical female. Another good one used such skill aswell, but later messed up too which later resulted in a monumental problem. They can’t help themselves. Above: Screenshot taken from red bubble of the collection of fabric designs I did, called “clouds”, but my collection was deleted before RB, where I was selling them on spfl, so curse the. But also my collection for some reason was deleted on RB, so you can actually see each individual design, but the collection with all my 9 cloud designs, is missing, for some weird reason. I happen to take a screenshot of it couple of years ago, and there it is above. 25. The Looking Game, The Sign Game, And the Winning and Losing Game I’ve mentioned this before in various ‘thieving’ or ‘trips into town’ stories, but it’s still such a problem that I’m doing a whole separate photo story for it. First of all, I should say outright, the people who play these games are a complete rude, arrogant, nuisance. The Winning and Losing game has been round the longest. It’s like some idiot has decided to get on my back, because they saw how I was living, unmarried, out on a farm on my own, no kids, no fulltime employment, and so they wanted to try to inspire in me “winning”, in order to make me ‘strive to win’, as they perceived me to be losing. I mean, how arrogant is that person? Did it ever occur to them that I was happy the way my life was, I had actually won. This person/those people, seem to be completely headstrong, and determine to turn every single situation into either a ‘win or lose’ situation. I can assure you it is lucky that I am a completely healthy and ‘of sound minded’ person, because many people would not be able to handle these dogs, that play these games - they are so persistently constant, so tormenting and REVOLTING. Even when it’s clear after years, if they stood back and looked at the big picture, their goal wasn’t working, still they would persist. The think they are right and justified in their ill-advised behaviour. I guess they thought I would be a pushover, and they do not want to admit they were wrong. Turns out I’m not quite the hapless pushover they thought. They still do it today, although definitely not as much, I think maybe now they might have realised the situation via my blog? Hooray for my blog. Mainly these people communicate through signs, with beeping being a major one (car hoons constantly driving outside my place and following me), and television shows and movies, to portray a message (they do that a lot, like really good ones to combat huge societal problems like racism and or any other type of prejudice. And there are many in society, not just race, little things like fear of black; people who wear black, black cars (!) Or especially amongst kids, they tend to be blind about ‘cool’ stuff and ‘not cool’, so there are dedicated people trying to help young people accept everybody, not just the ‘cool kids’ and cool things. (I may be wishfully thinking when say cool things!! So many powerful advertising campaigns). I know some people can see the signs, and I would be insulting them now by just stating the obvious, but seriously there are many people who have NO IDEA about signs. They are completely clueless, plus think, if you can see signs, you’re crazy and delusional. The police for instance; this is what they think. I am not saying people can’t be delusional about signs. But they really do signs. I know perhaps there are MANY delusional people who think I sign them to follow me, when I DO NO SUCH THING. They have all sorts of sign techniques; it’s not just the blind that communicate with signs! Sneaky techniques they use. Ones that blend in, so to anyone else it’s not clear what’s going on aside from the targeted person. Occasionally when I’m in a situation where I’m talking to someone they too can see in that moment, of what’s going on, but they do not understand, and sometimes, will even look around and say to me “what’s going on” - they don’t understand that there are people literally who follow me around and do signs. Nuisance people. And it’s not like I can really explain this to them in a short brief encounter. It was suggested, I was specifically chosen to be a victim of this particular nature, because all of womenkind need someone to speak these taboo issues in public, because they're all too scared to, because they're afraid of being vilified and called crazy (such typical cowardly women). One, also suggests, they need someone to speak these taboo issues, who is not employed, as they would most likely lose their job. Not without my permission. But, lucky for them, I am a strong woman who is not afraid of much, and can recognise change needs to come about in many areas. So, I think that covers The Sign Game and The Winning and Losing Game, and now for The Looking Game, because this hasn’t really been a ‘sign game’ for very long. It’s only relatively been a nuisance at my new address because I live now in such close proximity to other people. So, the ‘sign dogs’ are making the most of being able to annoy the crap out of me now, whereas before on the farm, 30km out of town, interaction was greatly limited- so peaceful out there, man I loved it!! So, this is definitely a thing with me; when I walk around, I do not look at people intently. I usually have my head slightly down, looking where I am walking (a snake related thing, plus a “you disgust me related thing” – {NOT a guilty thing!! Lol – still laughing about that, some twit thought I never ‘looked’ because I was bad, a bad person who has done some major bad things and feels guilty!!! Lol! AS IF}. Actually, it’s also related to the sun; having 2020 vision means that the sun is way too bright to be outside without sunnies, and not just regular sunnies, but polarized ones. (It was an issue when I was buying sunglasses on ebay, all the ones I bought were to pale and I was looking down shielding myself from the sun. I needed the polarised ones. Finally, when they made the darker ones available on ebay, (in my 40s), my eyesight started failing, and the sun is not so bright anymore, so I don’t need the polarized ones. Btw, when I talk to people 1 on 1, I always look people in the eye; don't mistake me for someone who doesn’t. People are often mistaking me for someone else. I also don’t really look very closely at people in cars if I am driving either. I just have no interest in looking at people! Although I have excellent peripheral vision. Well, I did in my 20’s at least, I wear glasses now, so I am guessing not as good. I don’t really care if maybe I might recognize someone or not, I figure if they have got something to say to me, they will come up to me and say it. (Turns out they don’t for some reason, they are unable, (! possibly retarded?) and then get offended cause they think I snubbed them – idiots). But as I don’t have a huge ‘friend’ network, I don’t really encounter people I know, anyway, so I don’t concern myself with “looking”. Suits me just fine. I remember when I was 18 driving with my friend and her parents, as we overtook another car, the mother literally took off her seat beat, and turned sideways, facing the window directly, so she could see and look as to who it may be, as we passed!!! She was a very social person and would have large network of friends in their rural community, so I guess, that was quite a normal thing for her, although I remember being slightly embarrassed for her. She’s like the opposite me! But so, there are many people who love to play The Looking Game. Maybe the ‘sign dogs’ thinks everybody should be doing just what that mother did, all the time! Go and play with ones that WANT to look. I have no interest in looking at anyone. (except eye candy on telly!) Plus, I think the main people who think I should look at them, are ‘peacocks’, with that personality of “look at me, look at me look at me, look how good and pretty I am” - It’s like a childish 3rd born thing, and these grown adults haven’t grown out of that mentality. And thus, want me to look at them! (Not saying they are 100% to blame for their Peacock mentality; a starvation of love, I believe, is a big contributing factor into the Peacock personality. AND I am also not saying the Peacock personality is all bad, in many situations; somebody has to be the spokesperson, the good communicator, the story teller. And we all love looking at beautiful things. But I have “Peacock Problems”, that is, people of this personality type getting pissed off, because they think I refuse to look at them, and so they do something to antagonize me, which usually involves stealing, as it is actually not quite so easy to antagonize me. I am a cool calm and collected person. Hence the thefts. So, I have their dysfunction I have to put up with, endure, observe and get pissed off about at THEIR dysfunction, not mine! I mentioned my green beanie was stolen, and it was stolen because when I was walking in front of all the units wearing my green beanie; I was not looking. I was most likely looking down at the pavement or at my unit where I was headed, I have some beautiful plants out front. So, I certainly wasn’t looking at any of the other units as I was walking in front of them. And I was advised that my beanie was stolen because I didn’t look at any of the units as I was going past (?) Can you believe that? I think the person who stole that might’ve been the new guy in number 8, just after it was stolen he seemed to have left, as there’s a different person with a different car living in that unit, (but it was very strange because there was no change over of tenancy, there’s quite a big rigmarole if there’s a new lease and a new occupant, for some reason it takes the realestates several weeks to swap over a tenancy!). So, but that person who I think stole my beanie, was a PEACOCK, he would strutt around the unit carpark, he came up to me twice before he left, just wanting an excuse to talk to me. I asked the postman to keep a look out for my green beanie (he knocks on doors and delivers parcels) So far it has not been returned. And the other things they do, in regards to The Looking Game, which is a real nuisance; My unit is small and if I am in the kitchen or bedroom or work/computer space, I can see who’s coming and going, my unit has the unfortunate spot of being at the very entrance. So, they do strange ‘Car comings and goings’ in order to do signs. I want to further repeat here, Peacock types who want me to look at them are like pathetic little insecure mice types. I certainly have no time of day for a person with the mentality of peacockmouse! I prefer looking at healthy-ness, thanks very much. And I know, other people, have noticed this “ not looking thing” about me, (the dogs who are obsessed with me), and so, have taken it upon themselves to line up “peacockmice”. Seriously, they wait, all day sometimes, outside my complex, just waiting for me to stand near my big window and look outside, or go outside, so then they quickly drive past, so that I would inadvertently see them, or their car at least, they seem to be content if I just see their car. Then as soon as I see them, they leave. IDIOTS. (If I take my camera outside, they never, drive in. Such cowards.) This is been going on for years. Bored people who live on the streets during the day. They’re obviously unemployed or rich, and have all the time in the world to just sit outside my unit complex waiting, or possibly these are the hoons, that constantly drive up and down, waiting for some such opportunity, or waiting for the movie to end, or waiting for me to have a shower, or waiting for me to wash my hair…... RACK OFF little mice. An old man game. A little boy game. A dog game. Aside from the power tripping and psychological reasons why such people hang around me, I heard rich people come and hang around me, as it makes them feel good about being around someone who has not much money, it makes them feel better about their own unhappy rich lives. This apparently is also why they travel to poor countries like Nepal and the Philippines. () so, I heard! Since the woman in number five has left - this may have stopped? I’m not entirely sure, I tend not to pay attention if I know that they’re doing signs because the people doing signs are stupid and ignorant (and disrespectful). That woman who left may have been co-organizing it. I think she was the nice female stalker from Petersham 20 years ago, who has stalked me all the way up to Queensland? I talk about her in the ‘Cheese and Tomato Bread Roll story’. She named her, now teen daughter Emily. And now again, this is what I have to say about such sign people: Pathetic people are doing it. Pathetic idiots. You know if a woman in a relationship, encountered this behaviour from her partner, she would just tell them off, if they persisted with their nuisance behaviour, she would divorce and go through the courts if necessary. But the cowards in my life, on my back usually do not show themselves, so I can’t just tell them to fuck off. They are so insidiously evil, they have metaphysically attached themselves to someone who doesn’t actually want them hanging around, like a leach. And I want to remind you, in my life, it is usually women who harass me. Plus, I just remember something from 25yrs ago at a party; I had gone up to my aunt to talk to her about something, and that’s when I noticed the reaction from those two blonde mousy looking girls, who must’ve been following me around. They seemed to get really pissed off when I started speaking to my aunt. Now, I’m pretty sure I’ve seen them before and again too, I know I have, I am constantly talking about “stupid dogs who follow me around”. So, it was at this party I realized, what they were doing, and it is some sort of sick sign punishment and reward game, but in reverse, as usually it’s the other way around. I have mentioned it before, there is some stupid twit who yells out “well pick up” – as in’ talk to someone’, then the dogs would leave you alone and not torment you. (akin to “To Kill a Mocking Bird”; if you watch a movie, they can’t torment you). So those bimbos were doing the opposite; if I do talk to someone, they would ‘pretend’ to get really pissed off. That’s their game, and they can no longer be dog perverts, as I ‘picked up’. Btw, doing the opposite of everything, creates a no-win situation for me; like, HOW ABSURD. They especially love the whole “smile and the whole world smiles with you”, an expression which must be their personal favourite rebellious ‘saying’, because they like to do the OPPOSITE of that; so, if I’m happy, dogs try to make me pissed off and angry via harassment, manipulation and public nuisance behaviour. Rack off you stupid little dogs. And you know, in 30 years, your little game has not worked, yet you still, follow me around. STUPID. (Greatly reduced as I write my public Blog and post photos of dogs). The image above is what I would be now purchasing, if I was not forced to move from Rangari. They are stunning roses. The real ‘Peacocks’ worth looking at. And I want them! Nature is stunning and worth living for. I have to update this photo story, because I didn't mention the A.M. and the P.M. ( am and pm ) This too, is an issue; different signs depending on what time of day it is. Yes, it's a thing with sign people. It's a little difficult to explain, but often if I go anywhere first thing in the morning, like before 9, then I get left alone, I don't get harassed by dogs of any type, no signs, no retailer dogs overcharging me at the counter, no discrimination tactics, no verbal harassment, no bullying, no one following me. It's actually kind of weird for me to note and observe these people, at different times of day. It’s a bit like watching monkees in a zoo. I'll put here a little example of what was going on for a while. I was going to do a whole separate story for it and call it the “Kmart Cunts”, but my blog is getting long now, so I'll just add it on here; Occasionally, I order things from Kmart online, and often it's much cheaper if I click and collect rather than get delivery {charges vary between $20 and $140 – ridiculous prices}. But, I have problems when I click and collect; if I go any time, basically after early in the morning, then these problems are ’arranged’ specifically for me, with the sole point of trying to make me feel uncomfortable {I literally have dogs tell me that they like making me feel uncomfortable, they get off on it, it's a power trip for them, they literally tell me they are ‘sick’}. And so after 3 or 4 pick-ups over 3 or 4 years, I went on Facebook (on my newly created fake name account, still not ban!), and said ‘who arranges the dogs Kmart’, and I was told “the staff, management, the manager, hands out $25 vouchers to people in the mall, outside, as I arrive in the car park, so there's a big influx of people instore just before I walk in”, which in turn means that I have to wait for extended periods for my click and collect, which is meant to be ready when I arrive. (30 minutes it took them once). So, there you go; that's what the staff at Kmart Sarina do. They truly are cunts and certainly undeserved of a pay packet of any sort, in my opinion. After I updated this story with the Kmart cunts, and ‘no problems’ before 9am paragraph; the following time I went into Sarina, this morning, the stupid dogs of course decided to do the opposite, and so instead of the usual no one at the servo at 7am in the morning, there was at least 25 people there beeping me, with one woman blocking me so I had to go to the browser that didn't really work very well; this is such a typical pacific aggressive thing that they do, so typical. But it got worse, as next I went to Mitre 10 to get a Margarite Daisy, and they had just sprayed the nursery with pesticides, I literally was sick after about 30 seconds of being in there, plus there were radio DJ and musician dogs on the radio that blares in there in the overhead speakers (why do they do that? ;we don’t want the radio on whilst shopping – you morons.) (Total evil element of musician’s – it’s real, if I had teenagers, I would ban them via EXPLAINATION METHOD, from listening to music, they are that devious. - Same goes with many people who work in the television and movie industry; complete irresponsible greedy thieves, and while I'm in this particular area; stop trying to make me feel guilty about purchases that I make; just piss off you stupid unwanted 3rd borns. Show some goddamn respect). And when I drove away in my car, once again I had car problems, now this is the 4th time this is happened when parked in Sarina, in a carpark, and when I've left I've had car problems. It hasn't happened anywhere else, only in Sarina. I don't think this is a coincidence. My old man neighbour says it's just a fuel injection problem, and it can't be something that is done deliberately i.e. fuel tank tampered with. But I'm not so sure he knows - a lot of people tend to be naive about the evil antics of what cunts do, plus he implied I forgot, and when someone does that and I did NOT forget, then it’s usually about the phenomena “do not tell, otherwise there will be repercussions”. Well, as I have already explained I do not believe in living an oppressed life – did you think I was joking when I said that? I am always going to tell when you steal from me or harass me – you silly bimbo. (And no, on a DIFFERENT matter, I did not tell council about the Thai plant, that is what the dogs in the industry do, they like to muck things up for everyone, they’re stupid). I put a warning on my gardening group, warning people about going into the nursery section because there's area full of pesticide stench, and I said I was going to have to stock up on vegetables in case there was any toxic particles entering body. This could be a case of passive aggressive dogs here; there some people who don't know that if you come into contact with toxins that cause cancer, then, if you are healthy enough, and eat enough vegetables, they combat any bad cells, and stop them from growing into cancer. I'm thinking they may have wanted me to talk about this problem, and sacrificing me with poisons, is not a concern for them. I have a very loud voice, so I have been advised. Just like those evil scientist who work on animals and have no regard for the well-being of those test animals, or the cunts that hand out viruses to me at jobs providers- who btw, I spoke to yesterday, as they mucked up my payments, and I was forced to call them. Rebeka and Michael at IntoJobs, regional manager. PURE EVIL and BUGGER OFF. I later found out Centrelink had not sent me the app notifications, so they are to blame for all problems, but jobs provider should have fixed it when I told them, but they did not, delib. I went to update this story today 2026, I wanted to mention one of the signs they do by “girl losers so she has to walk and she doesn't get a car, what a looser stupid blonde” - seriously that’s what they do. like they're really rude, they have no respect for anyone, it's their game played by stupid bloody idiots: they are a menace and a nuisance. Anyway, when I went to insert that paragraph in this story I got halfway, realized how long it was, and thought I really can't be bothered to read all of this, I mean I live this shit that they do EVERY DAY. Do I need to be reminded of it this evening? No. It was only just yesterday in fact, when I went to Woolworths (online Asian nerd refused to deliver my preferred oil, so had to go instore), that they were doing this very sign. As Woolworths are stealing from me at Sarina, and so they're doing signs now about it “the blonde bimbo won at Sarina Woolworths, so you lose”. So, I guess nuisance idiots are telling me that I shouldn't shop at Sarina Woolworths because they're stealing from me. Like I somehow need to be told this?? Woolworths are stealing from me, they're charging me double the price, it's blatant discrimination, I put in a complaint but they're quite happy to discriminate, it seems even if they are exposed as discriminating, they don't care. But the people who do those signs are worse to deal with even than Woolworths. It is still my decision if I shop at Woolworths or not, however the people who do signs are there, not because of my decision. They are there because they are a tormenting nuisance power trippers. And in fact, they're so obvious, (usually they are way more passive aggressive so that no one else can see – to try and make me sound crazy) that today someone else was doing signs saying that the sign people ought to be sued for psychological torment, damages. Now that day, I saw who was doing signs it was an intojobs.com car, who I have nothing to do with but are employed by Centrelink. Although it may have been a fake ad on the car, just some stupid rich computer nerd doing it, thinking they are diabolical. (Idiot- do you see what I mean all men are fuckin idiots. – the girls were doing signs “add to you way to get rid of pricks “Read feminist books”). Who pays those car people? it was Sunday afternoon, in a cyclone. They'll be getting triple pay. Getting paid to be a nuisance, polluting the air, a tormenting nuisance polluter that somebody thinks should be sued. I would like to sue them, but when you have no money for a lawyer, you can't actually sue! And besides, no one sues anyone in Australia. It's like the government wanting to sue themselves. It’s why the lotto is rigged. “she could do some serious damage if she was rich” IMAGE THAT GOES ALONG WITH THIS PHOTOSTORY 26. The Cult Phenomenon I have mentioned on my blog that I think home-schooling is the way to go, due to my experience with a few bad teachers, but it’s more than that as well. It’s like the whole concept of a bunch of 30 odd kids all sitting facing one person who is meant to be telling them ‘All that’s good’, it really encourages a cult like psyche, and this is why, I was told, that, cults were a big thing back in the 70’s, because the kids were so used to just sitting listening to one person, so when they were unleashed on to the world, they were a little lost, so they formed, and joined cults! I guess since then, the education system has improved somewhat, because there’s not huge cult movement, at the moment, although I believe they still exist in America. But, the whole classroom concept, with one person telling a bunch of other kids what to do - if you think about it, it’s weird. When I was 18/19, doing my 2-year associate diploma course after school, I was friends with a classmate, a woman who was older, she had a family, husband, and 3 kids. Occasionally we all would meet out of college, and visit fashion things, like parades and expos. This one day she and I were out doing something, and she wanted us to stop by this, what appeared to be a weird religious group. It was a strange building, not a church, and not a recognisable standard religion, it was in the inner-city suburbs. I can’t remember what the religion was, but it was a religion apparently. I found it altogether very odd, and it reminded me of a cult. I thought it was weird that she would take me to a place like that, it was like, she assumed that I was here in Sydney, on my own, and so, she was wondering, why I hadn’t joined a cult of some sort! She was really trying to encourage me to join that religion, whatever it was. I felt it was a passive aggressive attack from her, even so passive that she couldn’t see her evil tendency, of wanting me to succumb to a cult. (later I can see; she dog). I did have a fair amount of religion growing up, so maybe it is people who didn’t have this religion growing up, who succumb to cults too? Not sure. At age 19 I still had teachers trying to tell me what to do, so I certainly wasn’t going to join a cult! I’ve noticed all throughout my life, there is a never-ending amount of people who will try to tell you what to do. Why anyone would want to join a cult is beyond comprehension for me. I bet there’s been no cults that have actually given out the most important advice you need, and that’s about money; when you start working you need to take out a mortgage and borrow that money so you can have somewhere to live, and then latter, make money from that money that you borrowed. It’s like the basic fundamental about life at the moment as we know it, and has been this way for quite some time. Yet, I don’t recall anyone ever telling me this little bit of a valuable information when I was growing up. How many years of schooling was it…...12 years of schooling, not one mention about this little factor. Absurd. 27. A Third of my Childhood in the Water I've mentioned on my blog how I spent a third of my childhood in the water; aside from the Gunnedah pool, and the ocean down at grandmas, there was a river that flowed by Gunnedah, called The Namoi. It was a fairly large river, see photo above. even though the water was always murky dirty brown, it was always quite pretty down near the river, because there were large trees, and abundant wildlife, and even beautiful weeping willows back then. And it usually always flowed, I think I recall once it didn't flow, although after I left Gunnedah in 2018, and there were a couple more really dry years, so it may have stopped flowing for a while then (?). It was fairly deep, you couldn't walk across it, plus the flow was too strong. There are a few spots where people go swimming, but no designated public area. Just down from the bridge, someone had tied up a rope from a big tree and I remember swinging off it with whole heap of teenagers, having a blast. It’s still there. When I moved back in at dad's briefly, I used to take his dog Tessa, who had a sore leg, down to the river, and only after a few short weeks, she fully recovered from her sore leg (that she had for ages), the river had given her a new lease of life. I highly recommend anyone with an old dog, or I guess a dog of any age, taking them for walks down by the river - they absolutely love going for walks down by the river. Tessa would just wander around the shoreline especially, and get fairly wet and stinky. She really loved it. I recalled swimming one day too close to an eddy, and I got totally sucked under the water, by the whirling undercurrent. I was holding something in my hand, I think I might've been a camera and my hat. I managed to hold them straight up above my head, the water came up to my wrist as I got sucked straight down, I hit the bottom, and was able to push off the bottom, out of the eddy, still not getting my camera and hat wet! Lol! I was reminded I am just like dad; that's exactly something he would do; Save the hat and the camera! (But also, the 'underside of the universe' telling me - "we don't want you, get back up there!"). I remember in my youth, when I was swimming, I wouldn't care if I was cold, like if I had been in for so long that I was shivering. I’m thinking, looking back, being cold regularly helped my back, my fascia. By the way, I have this vague memory of when I was swimming as a child: I am someone who didn't really notice other people, like I was just in my own world, swimming, having fun, playing, sometimes if there were other kids about, they would join in and play to. I just would never concern myself with other people in the pool, or what anyone else was doing. I was fully engrossed in playing in the water, always. {Actually I believe this is a reason why I may have problems with certain types; they see me in my own little world and want to interject. They want to interfere with my happy content living. -Maybe just want to involve themselves, but don’t know how to do it, and so become a nuisance - in my opinion, those people would have to be 3rd borns, and from families that raised such personality types}. Anyway, one time at the pool, I looked up and had a look around, and I noticed there was at least a dozen older men, maybe 18, 20, 25 year-olds, just standing around the pool, leaning on the rail, staring at me! So, back then I noticed but was not concerned by it. Of course, now, the alarm bells are going off - if I had kids I would definitely not send them to the public pool and especially not on their own, as we were, always up there on our own. I was reminded of this story because recently, I visited the Mackay local public pool in Autumn to try and cold treat my foot, and seriously, there was this guy who worked there, starring at me the entire time I was there! I am a slightly overweight 52yr old now!! I did a review for that pool on Facebook, I will put it here (I got no response from the staff on FB). “Mmm, well let me see, first of all when I checked with the girl behind the kiosk the week before, she didn't let me know that there was going to be heating switched in all the pools. And so then when I arrived a week later, the girl behind the counter told me that the pool is closed, and only the small pool is open, and if I wanted to come in I could, and it would be a free charge. So I go in, and after about an hour, having to endure the incredibly over loud music, on the loudspeakers, which I have to tell you, is really annoying, why would you want to think we want to listen to music when we're at the pool swimming? we don't), anyway they suddenly cleared the barrier and opened the other pool. I strongly suspect there was nothing wrong with it in the first place. The staff seemed to be filled with hate, and wanted to cause problems. And after spending 3 hours in the water, trying to "cold treatment" my sore foot - which didn't work because the pool was heated. I left, but was later given a fake speeding ticket by the police for $500 (was not speeding on the day, but they said I was), which I believe was brought about from the people at this pool - it was like a "toll" for staying there for so long. It's all connected, and related, and I had a very negative experience of the people at Mackay. And hope never to have to return to that pool. Oh, and by the way, when I was there, the entire time, one of the guys who worked there, was staring at me from across the pool, THE ENTIRE TIME - it was a most unacceptable situation. 28. Conditioned Women Deliberately trying to be Bimbo to get “ADORED” People Trying to Feel Important by Making Jokes, Showing Off to Colleagues They do this ALL THE TIME, it is infuriating. And also, because when ‘daft’ people try to come up with a joke, it’s usually at someone else’s expense – mine. Like those old Australia’s Funniest Home Videos - seeing someone fall over, and thinking its hilarious. Daftiés like that type of humor. For example, if I chose ‘click and collect’ instead of deliveries for Woolies, I save $18, so it is in my necessary interest to ‘click and collect’ rather than get my usual delivery (price hike). So when I go there, they pretend to be COMPLETELY HOPELESS BIMBOS and muck up EVERY order so far, usually resulting me having to wait in the car park for 20 minutes until they bring it out “oh, I did not see your car in the bay” or “unpacking groceries from trolley to boot – no we don’t do that , you have to do that” or “we did not get the notification that you were here" or when I am there and have to call them as they did not bring groceries out “I’ll just check for you” – then hang up on me multiple times. SUCH CUNTS. You know I think when they do this REPEATEDLY, they do so, as they are looking for a particular response. It’s like they want me to be “graceful”, like they want me to adore their ‘bimbo’ behaviour. You know, this is a conditioning by men, men who like bimbos, those men have imparted their will over women so much, that now women are deliberately trying to be bimbo to get “adored”. So sick. So stupid. You know if you are rude and disrespectful, I am not going to adore you, infact I will most likely hate you, and tell you in a roundabout manner to go fuck yourself. Oh, and the train people here at Sarina, who can hear me and read my Blog, and are constantly beeping at me, re winning and losing; did something to the train on my way to woolies last night, they blocked the road, so they never moved the train off the crossing, - all traffic eventually gave up and had to drive down to the next crossing to get across the highway to woolies- they do this deliberately, from experience, its not the first time they have done this, they have done this at least 6 times now. They try to delay me in order to steal from me – I think they may have stolen my cherry red shrimp. Stupid train men. By the by, photo above shows brilliant Woo den Ear Buds with Cotton Tips, so the plastic ones do not pollute the earth and ocean – hooray for this manufacturer! 29. Centerlink Complaint about Age Pension for Women According to your website: Age Pension age is: 65 years and 6 months, if you were born between 1 July 1952 and 31 December 1953 66 years, if you were born between 1 January 1954 and 30 June 1955 66 years and 6 months, if you were born between 1 July 1955 and 31 December 1956 67 years, if you were born on or after 1 January 1957. You know, if you look at sport in Australia, there’s MEN’s, and there’s WOMEN’s; they are clearly divided because it is WIDELY KNOWN, (a recognised factor) that men are much stronger than women. So, I’m wondering why retirement age for men at 67 is the same as for women? As far as I’m concerned, women’s retirement age should be brought down to 50. I would say for any woman who chooses to retire and take a pension at 50+, she ought to be able. Wake up Centrelink, you have to actually think about the rules you make, and not just make them according to how you WISH they ought to be. Not all women are married to rich well paid (overpaid men), who can support their wives in their female weakness of their 50’s and 60’s. Why are you punishing smart unmarried woman? Maybe you are under the DELUDED impression that all smart women are rich! Well, newsflash – it does not work like that, there are plenty of smart women who are on low incomes. HEAPS. The image above shows another, yet another, tank I have cleaned. How many tanks will I have to clean out in my life time, how many fucking rentals do I have to live in? Now, just waiting for rain. It never rained; I ended up leaving before it rained anyway. Why are you offering me rentals with a 6month lease, when I need somewhere to live for the rest of my life? I note, about 6mnths after I had made this observation complaint, I noticed there was a new additional payment for unemployed singles at age 55 or over; of $57.20 {added on to the Newstart allowance} a win, but not really a recognition of retirement age already. Plus a reduction {as in a complete stop} of ‘condescending running through jobs providers hoops’, needs to go along with the additional payment. I am age 50 at this time btw. Also I heard some such politician, who was organising the next upcoming Olympics (or was it Commonwealth Games(?); she was trying to convince people that there ought NOT be men's division and women's division, because women were just as strong as men....lol. See what happens when you think about something, and realise the truth of the matter; bad jokes! 30. Cheese and Tomato Bread Roll Story So, one day I happened to be outside my block of units here at Sarina, and there happened to be a woman with a moving van, trying to reverse it in. She was the blonde woman who has a teenage daughter who lives 3 units down from me. I’ve spoken to her 3 or 4 times since I’ve been here in the last 2 years. Always amicably. I did not know when she moved in, or how long she had been there. I did not recognise her as someone I have known. I do not know her name. So, I asked her if she’s moving out, she said “yes, she’s going down to New South Wales”, and that was pretty much the end of our conversation. But she and her daughter (whose name happened to be Emily), I think they might have been causing problems for me, I’m not entirely sure, but the more I think about them, and the more I look at their photos (I have photos of everyone who lives here, and who comes here). Plus, as I have mentioned, I have dogs that come in and stare at me and leave again, and occasionally, I just thought, it had something to do with that woman, as they often seem to just stop outside, her unit? But I wasn’t sure. So that day, after speaking with her again plus something else I was reminded of that day, I realised that, that woman was this woman from Enmore, in Sydney, who I had met briefly when I worked down there at Grave Attire; What happened, this one time, was that I decided I was going to walk up the road a bit to the bakery and get a dozen bread rolls, then make them all up with meatloaf and put them in the freezer, so I could just grab one every day before work, and then I wouldn’t have to worry about lunch every day. So, I went, got my dozen rolls, might have been 2 dozen now, I can’t quite remember. 2 supermarket bags full of bread rolls! My brother happens to pass by the shop that afternoon, and he saw the bread rolls by my desk, and made the comment that they looked stale, probably two days old. So, I wasn’t too impressed with the owners of the bread shop, well, I thought, that’s how they treat neighbours in Enmore. But I thought well, if they’re going in the freezer, I probably won’t notice anyway. (And did not; actually, the staleness of them made them ‘crusty’ and not soggy frozen! – I know what I’m doing!!) So, the next day, I’m sitting in my shop, eating my meatloaf, roll, and this lady from up the road, she said she was from the sandwich shop, next door to the bread shop. I didn’t usually venture out up to the other end of the street, anyway, but she came into the shop and she was talking to me for a bit, and then out of the blue, she offered to make me up a roll, a proper roll from the sandwich shop! (I suspect maybe the whole street may have heard of the whole stale roll situation?). I said to her “no, I have 1 or 2 dozen meatloaf rolls to go through, I was fine”. But the next day, she came back into my shop with a made-up bread roll, she insisted I have it, she insisted. So even though I already eaten my meat loaf roll that day, I reluctantly took it, and I didn’t give her any money for it either, because I had told her “No” repeatedly. But, since she was so insistent, I took it and ate it shortly after she left (an advantage of having a “pot belly” – I can eat just like just how a camel drinks! (This was a time before the movie Fight Club, I certainly would not eaten it after that movie came out). I recall it was cheese and tomato with seasoning, and this is not something I would ever purchase or order. However, it was absolutely delicious. I’d never had a nicer roll. I think, it may be due to the fact that the bread roll was so fresh. I don’t think I’ve ever been given or served bread that was so fresh and delicious (living on a farm 30km out of town – I had never had really fresh bread). So, I don’t recall venturing back up there and thanking her? I may have, I am kind of a polite and respectful person. I definitely thanked her at the time after she gave it to me, but I guess in retrospect that she did something nice for me, I should’ve done something nice for her, maybe given her one of the velvet scrunchies that was so popular in the shop. But shortly after that the shop closed down and I moved up to the Central Coast. I really gave that woman no more thought, although occasionally when I saw a tomato and cheese roll, I would think of that one I ate back then and how good it was, and how nice that lady was making it for me when she saw the shop next door had totally screwed me over with stale bread rolls. So, over the years, with all this thieving that was going on in my life. People have often hinted to me that it’s mother and a daughter related, they would hint that a mother would use her daughter as an excuse to steal, they would think, “oh well, I’ve got a daughter to support, so I’m going to take it.” like that’s their stupid mentality and their attitude. And I fathom that they were not just talking about any single women with daughters, but also married ones, they also have this fake justified mentality to steal from women who don’t have kids. (They are fucked women by the way). Suffice to say, whenever I encountered a mother and daughter together, I am very wary, I would automatically assume that they are thieves and probably people to be avoided. I guess this would be the same case with mothers and sons, but I have a firm rule now, to stay away from all mothers, and actually I avoid all women - they’re all thieves, so far as my experience goes. In fact, I think I must be the only ‘non-thief’ left in Australia. So, I’m certain now that this blonde woman who was living next door to me, was the same woman from Enmore, and has been following me around the whole of Australia with her daughter, stealing from me? It certainly looks like her though, but it has been 26 years since the Good Bread Roll incident. And maybe since I did not race up to the sandwich shop and sing her praises about the bread roll, that she’s decided to follow me around and steal from me for the next 26 years? If this is the case I can assure you that woman is completely nuts, albeit, good at making bread rolls. You know, I mentioned elsewhere on my blog that I have had women who make helpful suggestions, and so, like they want compensation somehow for making a helpful suggestion; but since I have no idea who they are, they just take and help themselves. Maybe this is along the same lines, except I did meet that woman. Complete stupidity. When I moved into these units, I made a point of delivering a small note to each of the units, stating who I was, and if they wanted to know anything about me to go and read my blog! Since I keep to myself, experience tells me that if a ‘dog’ personality does not know you, but sees you, then they will be disrespectful to you. But I suspect that woman has started reading my blog and figured out that she has made a mistake with her life and so has finally left? Btw, I think 2 of the workers in that bakery who sold me those rolls, lived in the smelly cat unit? Both tall, skinnish with blackish hair. So, I have just worked out; it was that woman’s daughter who poisoned my Native Hibiscus. I saw her that day carrying the spray bottle, she had been behaving oddly opening the gardeners car door, I wondered what she was doing. She was wearing her hair in a pony tail – I tend to only recognise people if they wear their hair in exactly these same way all the time! (This can be a little confusing! J). Plus, I think that woman and her daughter might have been stealing my laundry powder from the car port? As it was stolen off my veranda when I lived at Gin Gin too, I can only assume, that these are the dogs following me around and stealing from me, plus verbally yelling out and harassing me?? I think back to that time in Enmore, as I don’t think that blonde woman would be doing this on her own devices. I think she might have been ‘egged on’ by this other woman that came into my shop; one day at around about the same time, it was a little strange, I was introduced to her, by some other customer, as someone who is very wealthy and had lots of money to spend on something to wear, to some event or something. I can’t quite remember the details, but possibly I have seen that woman harassing me up at Cairns – she has the ability to manipulate other “sleeping beauties” around me. And she might’ve formed some sort of weird obsession with me? “Look what I can do!!” – there was another incident involving a lot of money, and I’m actually not going to talk about it, but she obviously has too much money, and no job, nothing to do – so it could be HER responsible for everything, all the female harassment and theft problems?? Rich stupid dog! She had brown hair and was kind of plump/average size average weight. No idea what her name was, although I do remember, she was wearing an amazing outfit when she came into the shop, so she is a fashion person, a fashion related person. One day a book of designer wedding dresses was sitting on my shop desk, I think it was from her? (I had made wedding dress recently), and the book was full of amazing dresses, out of this world, they leave the ‘meringue look’ in the dust. All the dresses were ‘off white’, I suspect it was a joke, a rich persons joke; only white for the “pure”. She is a little sick. But the harassment I have received over the years, has certainly not been funny for me in any way; fuck off you stupid brunette bimbo, you deserve a bullet to the ear, and get your own fucking life and stop using me to amuse yourself -stop using me to try to give your own life meaning. I have to say, it seems a lot of people like making up jokes – I have heard and seen some seriously funny and clever things, things that people just come up with spur of the moment, or, I note, things that have had A LOT of time, thought and planning, put into it – so many people like making up jokes, infact, most people I encounter make up jokes, even people with odd or none, senses of humour! I think it has become a competition for that rich woman and her friends, and they have set a “trend”. Stealing is not funny you stupid bimbos. The photos above show the blonde woman in no 3 (from Enmore), and the 2 young girls walking around the car park {half naked}, are her then teenage daughter, named Emily, (!) and her daughters brunette friend. I have no idea why they would poison my trees that I planted. WHY! Delusional idiots? And this explains why, when I asked the gardener who that girl was, he said “she might be his daughter” MIGHT! that stupid gardener was lying to save that little bitch – see, this is what happens, with all stupid little bitches; they get people to protect them, and therefore they never suffer any consequences for their evil behaviour, and so they keep doing it; stupid gardener. And good thing I wrote my Blog. Both that blonde woman and her daughter belong in jail, they are a police matter, unbeknownst to the police. Life Stories P20 Next to p21 STOLEN ITEMS About P1, About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20 (this), LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Some of the items stolen from me, while I was living at Builyan, Boyne Valley, and then Miriam Vale, Colosseum, QLD After I was given notice at Rangari, with the change of ownership, well, actually, I have written on my blog previously about my unhappy adventures regarding finding somewhere new to live. In the end, having only one choice, which was a unit in Gunnedah, which was not appropriate or very nice at all, so I decided that I should move somewhere warmer in Queensland. I needed somewhere cheap, and at the time there was quite a few big old houses in town called Blackwell, which was a hot dry inland, remote area in Queensland. I had talked with the Real Estate and was set to move, had even signed a lease and found removalist. The house was big, big yard, and had as much water as I wanted, albeit, in town. I would prefer somewhere out of town, I need privacy. But there was nothing. And I didn’t like my chances of finding something affordable closer to the coast. At the last minute I thought I should look just in case, and that’s when I found a house in Builyan, on Realestate.com, this house looked really sweet, it was a Queenslander. I thought perfect - little did I know what was in store for me; maybe I should’ve moved to Blackwell after all, although while there was heaps of houses there then, I have since looked a few years later and there’s none there now, same as everywhere in North QLD, so maybe I might of had problems living there on my own, in such a “big old house”, with jealousy, from all the dogs, as per usual, and I may have had to move anyway. Who knows. And I guess I would not have realised about Rachel Wainberg‘s older sister, if I had never moved to Gin Gin. I know when I moved to Builyan, 2 new police Constable’s were placed in the community too. I believe the ‘powers that be’, assumed that the thievery would continue at my new address, after I left Gunnedah. 1. Water Damaged piece of 19mm Ironbark Timber, Stolen from back of house at Builyan, Boyne Valley, by Local Nuisances Builyan, had a timber mill. I could see it from my backyard, it was just down the road. Since I dabbled in a bit of woodworking, and needed to make a mosquito canopy for QLD conditions, plus some underbed storage drawers, thought I should go down there and see if I could get something. Randall and Janice owned it, he said he had a pile of rain damaged Ironbark down the back of the shed, so I went down there, sure enough the roof was leaking directly onto this pile of mouldy planks. (Not sure why he did not push the cart a few inches away from the drip of the leaking roof!.....) He said I could have them for a dollar each, they were 2-3m long (12cm wide and 2cm thick – perfect), I thought they would scrub up well. (I got 31 planks, later I wished I had of got more, I made heaps of things out of them.) I was pleased with my purchase and had the planks leaning up by the side entrance of the house, to dry in the sun, it was the side closet to the neighbours, and can be seen from the neighbours house. And 1, only 1, was stolen. I suspect those neighbours; Allan Holmes, his 15yr old son. But I guess it could have been the neighbours across the road; Donny and Sue Ellen Manly, prob not their daughter? Or could have been that person who lives in the house with the orange car, (that constantly banged and tapped – I think he was a backyard Panel beater.). or, could have been that guy Koogan and his musician friends? I have no idea who. I guess it could be the short blonde bimbo from Gunnedah who follows me, as I have previously mentioned her on my blog; plus, I have had heaps of timber planks stolen, I believe related to NEGS school church hardwood kneelers. None of those people have been convicted of stealing from me. OR, at one point I thought I saw bloody Heath Barwick in an old camper van at Ubobo?? Could be him on a travelling holiday? Bloody thief causing problems at new neighbourhood - It wouldn’t surprise me if he followed me up to my new home and started stealing from me while he travelled the area, he’s an absolute arsehole, we are not friends I do not even know him, I met him briefly when I was 18, I am not friends with any of his circle of friends, the only connection was he went to school with my little brother, 30 yrs ago, they were friends. So maybe he has a connection with my brother, but he certainly doesn’t have a connection with me. He seriously belongs in jail. Little birdy told me that they got him, and he’s been convicted for something, who knows what, I’m pretty sure he was a drug dealer as well as a thief, so in this case I can say has been convicted of something. I suspect it would not have stuck for too long, people like him, because he makes people laugh, he is 3rd born). So obviously I do not know who is stealing but there have been some incidences where I know these neighbours are not innocent, and they will be hiding the truth to protect each other, they’re very tightknit community. Actually, I think one of those planks were stolen as a joke by the neighbours next door neighbours teenage son. I did have to move from the neighbourhood as a direct result of their ‘tight knit’ bullying. I also had to keep the light on out the back yard, they broke a slat window and stole my padlock on the inside of the door, so now the door can be opened from the outside when the cross latch is closed (because then padlock stops anyone from being able to use a knife or something and slipping the latch across to open (they also stole the padlock from my next house at Gin Gin, I believe it was the same person, possibly the 15yr old then teen, but 17yr old son now trying to get in my house at night, while I slept - yuk). And one of them has put a beeping device under the house that beeps - a small electronic sound, that beeps every 5 minutes at night, very short so cannot locate. The neighbour Alan and his son, can hear everything that goes in my house, because houses were so close, (poorly designed neighbourhood and houses). He also pulled up the tree seedling that I had just planted out the front yard, stating that it was on his side, and then he got his mother to come down and chastise me for it. Stupid woman, clueless about her son and grandson). I had neighbourhood kids jumping up at my windows to try to peer in. I had the neighbours on the other side of my house, and old drunk man and his shag, tell me I was bloody crazy and send me hate mail in the post. I had the family next to them come down, the mother said her 8yr son wanted to meet me, as he could see me working in the backyard from his bedroom window (!) And someone, I suspect Alan the neighbour, or Simon Cowl on telly at the same time, I had forgot to turn it off - was driving her little 3yr old blonde girl absolutely nuts, as she was running around in circles, behaving very oddly. (Alan has a reputation amongst people ‘in the know’ for doing such evil antics. And at this address I learnt about the full evil nature of men, in regards to how they treat women at night while they sleep). The mother seemed not to notice. (That drunk man was probably trying to save that little blonde 3yr old!!). And all the old people in this neighbourhood seem to be ‘car Hoons’ in slow motion. I put up my camera outside my house one day, to catch the slow motion hoons on camera, the footage was really bad, but I saw an old fattish bald guy go past. I think I saw that person follow me at my next address too? I did not know who it was, still do not know, but someone told me it was Daniel Salem and that description matches – he is another friend of Heath Barwick and my little brother Daniel Bieman. The police advised me I need proof for them to do something about him or anyone. Hence why I have cameras everywhere since. As an outsider of that community, and a single woman I tell you I have seen such ugly behaviour from people, I can’t believe how revolting peoples ‘true nature’ really is. I was very pleased to leave this neighbourhood. I may have got that plank back later after complaining to local police, I did not bother counting them again. Also, someone else told me that it wasn’t the next-door neighbours son who broke the window and snuck in at night. It was the local police. But that could have been the neighbours son telling me…. At that time, the dogs put him on telly, it think it was the Gardening Show on the ABC, suddenly there was the neighbours son. 2. New Ladder from Hardware Shop with Broken Bit – Faulty Goods Selling at Full Price and “New stuff sabotage” It was after I purchased this ladder, with its dinky broken bit. When I realised this is what a lot of retailing women were doing to me, deliberately, that is, trying to ‘flog off’ their seconds and faulty goods, on to me, at full price. Their thinking; She does not deserve a fully working and perfect one, she deserves a second. And, they think, I most likely won’t even notice there’s a problem. (They think I am on drugs). Stupid bimbo little girls in the retail sector. I am fairly certain that they are related to Bonds; if you recall my bonds story about the ‘thong underwear’. And in relation to this ladder, now, you would just think, ‘oh well, what’s the problem, she could return it, they have a money back guarantee there’. But if (I drive the 2hrs back to store,) and I returned this ladder for replacement, the girls there would accuse me of stealing from them. And just would steal more from me. That day I was at the store; someone stole my fresh eggs from the hen house {and that was the day I saw Heath Barwick driving about near Builyan – he was in a green (I think) combi van. Also, I think I may have seen his friend Daniel Salom driving in slow motion hoon style in Builyan?? And it could be their friend the motor biker, Shannon Bree harassing me with dirtbike?? Still? Those 3 were friends with my little brother – not my friends, so possible delusional thieving stalking idiots, unwanted ones, uninvited ones. I noticed at Sarina there are police cameras on either side of Sarina, not speeding cameras, but surveillance cameras – essential in my opinion, for catching dickheads like these people. You literally cannot travel up North Queensland without the police seeing your plates - if they want to. I have given police those 3 names in relation to the stealing. I don’t think the police did anything. It does amaze me the level of male retardation in Australia – I wonder how any man has ended up getting any girl at all.} Around about the same time, I had a new fridge, and it was vandalised. I believe it is the same stupid girls doing it - Australian jealous spite. Although the piece of plastic that came off my fridge, I thought, I’ll just chuck it out, I specifically remember chucking it into my new rubbish bin that I had just emptied, and so had nothing in it except that bit of plastic. But overnight I thought I probably should save that piece of plastic, you never know, I might want to fix it one day. So, I went to get it out of the rubbish bin the next day {which still didn’t have anything in it except for the bit of plastic} but when I went to get it, it wasn’t there. Someone had literally, I would say climbed in through an open window and has taken that little piece of broken plastic. It would have been taken the arvo before, as I was outside cleaning my car. At a later address, I again had a new fridge, and within 2 days of purchase, I looked at it and there was a big grey dent down the bottom, which I know I didn’t do. “New stuff sabotage”. Well, if you actually had 2nd hand shops up here in QLD, I would happily purchase 2nd hand. I also later did a video showing my new garments that I sew up, anything that is especially nice, somehow miraculously develops a stain. And any new crockery that I purchase, miraculously, somehow, a chip appears in it. This is all the same person doing this vandalization. Female jealous spite. I also personally believe that those new items were specifically obtained by certain retailers who know me, and wanted to do something nice, (not the thieving dog ones), and as a result of this act, the ‘dog thieves’ could not steal them – it would be noticed, and they would be found out. So, what the do is vandalised them instead. Most people would assume ‘Oh, you got a chip, well you probably did it accidentally and did not notice’. WRONG I didn’t do it, somebody else did it. JUST AS PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE AS THE THIEVERY FROM ME. Rack off you little bimbo dogs. {They also did it to my new rose mugs later, after I had contacted them to see if I could get any more – Definity retailers doing it.} Plus, I remember, this faulty goods stuff has been going on for over 30years - I remember when I was in my 20s in Sydney, and working near St Ives. I went to a shopping plaza there, and I purchased some chocolate; I had been thinking about purchasing some chocolate, I remembered the shop there, I think it was Daryl lea, and could not get chocolate out of my mind, so this one day I finally went and got some. But the chocolate that I purchased was past its use by date. Then I think back to the shop, and yes, there were these strange little blonde shop girls acting very peculiar. I just know they would’ve gone out of there way to stock those bad chocolates, because they knew I was going to purchase some. DOGS. If you don’t know what chocolate taste like past its used by date, it’s not very nice, plus there’s a little ‘tell sign’, being that the chocolate has a kind of a white/light brown powdery tinge on the outer edges. And it just tastes a little bit funny. I mean, it doesn’t make you sick, but it’s just not good. So, I hope those little girls there, maybe it was just one, (?) but I bet that girl is the same girl still hounding me and harassing, me like a DOG. A stalking bimbo, yet another one. I hope she dies a miserable painful death. The sooner she is dead, the better, my world will be. She is literally someone who dead, would make it the world a better place. I want to email notifications of the tide every day, Willy? 3. 1 antique gold bumblebee shower hook STOLEN, Builyan, Boyne Valley, QLD, 2018 So I’ve noticed a pattern form whenever anyone comes to my house something gets stolen. So this particular shower curtain hook was stolen right after a girl from the Real Estate came to my house, well that’s when I noticed it stolen. Only I know that girl didn’t steal this hook because I was with her the whole time and she didn’t venture into the bathroom without me being present (Doing an 'Invasion of Privacy', I mean "inspection".) So the thief wants me to blame her? Having said, that I’ve just remembered, there was a blonde woman / girl, who came to change the batteries over in the fire alarm - arranged by the same Real Estate girl just a little earlier. And she used the bathroom. I think it may have been her. She must think “going into a strangers house, mm, steal something” that’s how bimbos think - complete bimbos (that one was tall and blonde). Probably a prostitute. Elders Real Estate in Gladstone no conviction, I bet Tamara was to blame. There's that song again, fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off. At this point I was so frustrated with the neighbourhood, and I believe the Real Estate agent rental girl, partly feeling guilty about the fire alarm battery situation, and noting problems within the community, had no problems in ending my lease early when I requested it. And so again, I packed up ALL my stuff, (I still had my 25M long swimming pool, plus all my gardening stuff, netting, shade, cloth, etc etc.) and moved. Unfortunately I made the wrong decision here, based on trusting people - trusting liars. Everyone lies, especially when it comes to their house and property – they all lie about ‘how good it is’ (and water). I moved to Colosseum, which is a little place near Miriam Vale, which is a little place on the highway just before you head to Agnes Water (instead of moving to Deepwater, a little place near Baffle Creek, in between Agnes Water and Bundaberg - that place would have been bloody perfect.) Never mind. So, the house at Colosseum was a farm, the owner had built the house himself and had no problems in boasting about this fact. (It had its good points being cement becel block, but you could tell, it was lacking a ‘woman’s touch’ and details.) But basically, it was a total disaster. I’m not sure what it is about farmhands and their problems with stealing, it seems to be an area rife with theft. You cannot trust a farm hand with anything - they are useless people. And I have written about this before on my blog, about how young men in the Builyan community had unbeknownst to me, arranged for me to live in this house with no water. Over the next six months, I had many things taken from me at this address starting from day, one when I was relocating. Moved to Colosseum, nearby to Miriam Vale and Builyan 5. Unwanted Young men stealing from single women at rail crossing When I was living at Builyan for that brief 5mnths, of course I had problems with the locals, first of all they were stealing, then the police got involved and so the stealing stopped, but I did have problems with locals congregating outside my house at night, sometimes, which is a very common thing, and it’s happened my whole entire adult life. I usually just ignore it, and sleep on through, I mean who cares who’s out in the street anyway. There were some bad guys that would come round, just a general feeling I got, usually something would be stolen when I could hear any of those young men type. I did suspect someone was sneaking inside my house at night while I slept, violet was behaving strange (my cat) and the padlock was stolen, the only thing that could stop them from breaking in. Plus, the slat window was broken, the one right next to the door lock. I suspect my neighbours 16yr old son, but later some birdy told me it was the police – they were adamant it was the police. Lisa Lynch and her husband. Gardening Australia put that young 16yr old on Gardening Australia – I thought at the time reward for bad behaviour – the ABC do that ALL THE TIME, that is rewarding people who have done something bad like are bullies, or steal or whatever. I do believe its personal to me; Yet another dog, at the ABC, as formed an obsession. The police there were a husband and wife team, they were new, I had reported thefts to them. Could have been them?? Looking for drama. After I put a poster up looking for a house elsewhere, the guy who contacted me, Darcy the owner, later told me that his worker had told him I was looking for a house, and his worker, it turned out was one of those guys that used to hang around at Builyan, and he was friends with some of the guys at Builyan. And when I headed over to my new farmhouse that first day, I had my Ute full of stuff, packed sky-high. I stopped at the railway line, which of course, no coincidence at 5am, suddenly a train appeared – I now know its Aurizon Trains – their staff. And there was a whole heap of guys suddenly appear infront and behind me, around the car, in this kind of remote town, and later I discovered something had been taken out of the back of the Ute - although I was aware at the time that this is exactly the type of situation where something will be stolen from me, so I kept an eye on things, and I didn’t see anyone stealing, sneaky bastards. Anyway, this young guy, his name is Tom, farm hand for Darcy, unfortunately I didn’t get his surname, and at the time he had a girlfriend (Jess, Darcy’s daughter) who I met, they were helping move Darcy’s furniture out of Darcy‘s house a bit later that day. (Annoys me how landlords don’t do this before I arrive, same as all the others), anyway, that guy Tom, I’m pretty sure he used to hang around the house, he had friends in rail industry, the trains used to stop on my property at 3 am in the morning, I had items go missing – the whole time I was there. I just find it really odd how men like that, who have a girlfriend, still hang around. It’s like fuck off, get a life, and just because a girl is single, doesn’t mean you have the right to follow her and steal from her, or pester her in any way, fuck off you stupid mongrels. BTW, I don’t think he is still hanging around, but that is what I should have said at that rail stop; yelled it out to the air, and they would have heard me. So, actually there were at least a dozen young men at that rail stop, in 2 cars. So instead of helping me move my 12 Ute loads, those young men in that community stop/torment/harass and steal. This is what they are breeding in that community Colosseum / Miriam Vale / Builyan – these are very small QLD communities, so that dozen or so young men would be a significant proportion of the community. So, they are breeding scum in their community’s. Scum degenerates. Mothers are breeding Scum Degenerates. (All problems can be traced back to stupid mothers). You’re not worthy of anything you little degenerates. I am surprised the ABC did not put ALL of the dozen young men on TV. (/s) Also, I think he and his family had something to do with incarcerating me under the total scam Mental Health Act with the help of police. Those people are thieving bullies, and they got their victim locked up – do you see how this country works – it’s a fucked country. (I am pretty sure, one night at Builyan, I heard Australian p.m. voice - Scott Morrison, outside, I heard him!, that was just before he got in, there was an election due. – setting a BAD example to copycats- plus I think he was also on Facebook under a different name, and he tried to rent me a house, which turned out to be fake and then he tried to rent me a shoddy shipping container, he’s a bit of an arshole, (if you didn’t know), aswell as his wife. (But it was good how the pollies are doing something about the virus situation, let’s hope there is ongoing reminding of social distancing and staying home if you’re sick with any flu symptoms). By the way I did 12 Ute loads, over that 2-3 days, back and forth between Builyan and Colliseum (near Miriam Vale) across the mountain range, which at the time was on fire. It was the tremendous bushfire season of 2018/2019, I was lucky I could get through, there were fires all around the road, through the Rule Sate Forest. It was mostly all blackened, and there were big trees slowly burning away, lying by the road. Quite a few little grass fires, blazing, and a lot of smoke. I wish I had of stopped and taken a photo. They always talk on the news about the “natural bushfires” in Australia, and I had to say here *newsflash* natural, my arse! When I was driving through Builyan, I can assure you, there were people (young tall men) out in the bush, young men, lighting fires, “natural” has nothing to do with it. The local coppers out there had to spend all those few weeks putting out fires in the little community! Guess they didn’t see the Rule State Forest ones start up. I personally don’t believe that even pre-burning is necessary; it’s not necessary at all! Mother nature, knows how to do things, all on her own. She does not need help with the regeneration process in the old growth forests either. People who want to pre-burn are ‘firebugs’. A dysfunctional problem. Note; Those men described above, are like the ‘opposite’ of my father, and his generation. I am not sure why I have so many 'unworthy' people put themselves infront of me. I can only think it is the same situation as Dr Carl – I will explain; Dr Carl was a doctor who used to work (probably still does) on the youth radio network triple J, which I used to listen to when I was younger. He was wonderful - you could phone up the station and ask any medical or scientific question, and he usually would have a response, if not he would always come back to it later. He was very diligent and knowledgeable, in helping people, and especially problems of the weird and bizarre, like what young adults, particularly men are interested in! He was talking one day about the fact that whenever he goes anywhere, it was really common for him to suddenly be needed, in some sort of medical emergency. Like in the movies when someone shouts “is there a doctor”! Well, this happens to him, regularly, according to Dr Carl. I thought about this - and when I travel anywhere, on those rare occasions, this never happens to me. I never encounter anyone in need of a Dr. BUT because I have these particular types of people as described above on a very regular basis – they seem to cross my path so frequently, like no one else would begin to understand. So, I can only assume, it's for the same reason that Dr Carl has his encounters – people who are in need of someone to point out to them their dysfunction. Considering I'm not a trained psychologist, psychiatrist, therapist or councillor (although I do have an interest in counselling, as I used to eavesdrop on my mother’s counselling sessions when I was a child (very naughty). And I certainly have a great understanding of a lot of psychological areas of concern due to being bullied in Australia; I have had people tell me about what makes people tick and function and why they do the nasty things they do. They explain this to me, in order to help me deal with such revolting people. infact I most likely would have more knowledge in this area than a university graduate at this point. But since, these perpetrators and I don't sit down for a one on one, for obvious reasons, the only thing I can do is write about them on this blog. Definitely naming names helps. I've had quite a few dogs removed from my back, due to simply writing this blog. I do believe it's because eventually they'll see they have problems, and they need to deal with it. If not them, then somebody close to them will step in, like a mother. 6. 12 Ute loads to move all my Stuff, because of Non-Thinking Callous Whim of Landlord HEY! it’s a big deal having to relocate - stop giving tenants the runaround. 5 times in 12mnths. FIVE. Fuck you all. Plus, I had/have plantar Fasciitis / Collapsed Arch (from Mack Boots). STOLEN gardens, stolen energy, stolen time, and now I have repetitive strain syndrome - and arthritis. Life is a bitch; I recommend not having kids. There is a rental problem in this country. (There is a ‘fucked in the head’ problem in this country too). It is from over population; attention all women STOP bloody breeding like rabbits -1 or 2 kids, that's it, any more than that is stupid and selfish. Plus, I know from 46 years of experience - the calibre of mothers out there is pretty crap, 3 quarters of you shouldn't be breeding anyway. Overbearing, over controlling, this is what breeds nonthinking zombies - On the other hand, I seem to have encounted a lot of littleshitheads, from being spoilt - usually male, and the females suffer from the nonthinking problem. Plus it looks like there is a general favourites game going on with parents, favouring male kids. Btw, they say exercise for young girls, and activity, wakes them up (hitting them in the head, will NOT wake them). Too many kids are the main reason I have no proper place to live now. All these problems of bullies in the community, are a direct result from me being single. And me being single, btw, isn’t actually a problem - a real problem, for anyone. The only reason why it would be a problem for these people is because they’re stupid. If they really thought about it (if they actually thought about anything), me being single, doesn’t make me a bad person, I don’t steal from them, I don’t antagonise them, I don’t bully them, I don’t cheat with their partners. I don’t have anything to do with them. They just cannot handle a single woman on her own. So all these problems that people have with me, are imaginary and in these people’s heads - purely because I’m single. So ofcourse, this gives me a clear path of clarity and sight - their actions come about from one reason, and one reason only; and that is they are stupid. So I blame mothers, for raising stupid people. Btw, not having anything to do with these people, is not a valid reason to steal, harass and bully. I win – you lose, you will be going to hell. One of the police constables suggested I should go down to the community hall in Builyan and makes sandwiches for everyone, perhaps then, they would not steal from me. Fucked community – make your own goddam sandwiches. 7. Me, Emily Bieman, at Colosseum 2019, age 45yrs on veranda of house were people steal from me I will show a photo of the house at Colosseum – You might look at it, and think ‘oh what she complaining about, that’s beautiful - nice big house in a beautiful spot.’ Yeah well, that’s what I thought too. That’s why I moved there, but this photograph doesn’t really show that all the real problems of this place, and I think with my blog here, I may have described them a little bit, but there are still way more problems associated with this spot than even with what I’ve mentioned here. I moved to a farmhouse at Miriam Vale / Colosseum for 6mnths (the lying landlord Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry and twisted son had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 13 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie, as I’ve mentioned, I think he may have had something to do with locking me up in the mental asylum at Bundaberg. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. Fuck off, you cannot use me for your power tripping. This is the rental house in Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too who I think was stealing from me aswell, NO CONVICTION, and has a dog shag who also steals from me – she harassed me on Facebook NO CONVICTION. Obviously his dog thinks he is innocent – I’ve never known any men to be innocent. (I know dad would not have ever stolen from me)). All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do NOT wish to be a part of a community full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. You lose. Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this is my list of what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. NO CONVICTION. I can only name these people because these are THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNEW in that area. I did however see 2 or 3 hoon people in cars at the gate whenever I left the farm, and this was quite unusual because this area was very remote, and there was hardly anyone around ever, let alone 2 or 3 at once. So, you never know, maybe they were just hooning from Gladstone, that had come down to steal from me, as they knew I would go into town that day. Maybe they were hooning postal workers, as I always stopped at the post office? Maybe they were TV industry people? I mean who knows? and how they actually got onto the farm, is a very good question, because I did keep it locked. This is why I think the landlord might be guilty, or possibly the landlords farmhand, who I mentioned before in the Photo story called “young man stealing from single women”, his name was Tom his girlfriend’s name was Jess, and apparently Jess was Darcy‘s daughter. How dare you or steal from me, a woman you don’t know, who has caused no trouble with anyone - you just see the fact that she’s single, and start stealing from her, you all are disgusting - disgusting people. Here is a good spot to mention another yuck thing that the people in Miriam Vale/Colosseum/Agnes Water, did. When I was living here, I felt kind of lucky because for the first time in my life I was living within half an hour of a beach. While petrol prices were kind of rising, and I didn’t have much money for travelling, I tried to get over there as much as possible, and made it 4 or 5 times, to go for a quick swim - which was absolute heaven for me. I can’t begin to explain how happy and lucky I felt, every time I was able to go for a swim at the beach. Anyway, one time on my way back, I had to stop off and get some Mylanta at the chemist in Miriam Vale; and I noticed that they had ‘set up’ a thing, and it was a ‘humiliation thing’. They had specially gotten a farmer, and they were trying to humiliate me infront of him, through sneaky female connection ways. It was just really obvious that they had set this situation up to try to humiliate me. It got me thinking, I mean, is this what they do regularly in other situations; get farmers and try to humiliate me, what is it about farmers, that they get them? I haven’t really done a good way of explaining this humiliation situation here, but it is really to disgusting to go into any more detail, so I’ll just leave it there. And now put a list of all the items that was stolen from me while I lived at Coliseum; Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook TV vandalized on veranda - $800 Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online?) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41, Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi, 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole, but someone did) 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven woollen cushion $56 Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house $65 (after listing them on facebook market for sale) Pretty sure a few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime $12 When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (Australia -Australia Post related? common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Also, I want to mention; not sure what the issue was here, but one time he came out under the pretence to fix the pump to connect the dam water, and he brought his wife out with him. There was a definite ‘I lose’ vibe going on, so I’m not sure why I would ‘lose’ in that situation? maybe it was because he bought his wife out and I would have to meet her? or maybe it was because his wife had died her hair blond and I usually have problems with blonde women stealing from me? (Hate to say it but it’s true) or maybe it was something else entirely different? I just don’t know? What was the issue, prey tell? By the way he didn’t actually fix the pump, so maybe that was the issue, he came out pretending to fix the pump, he had no intentions of fixing the pump, but just came out wanting to talk to me while he pretended to fix the pump? who knows what motivates people? I find people very weird and peculiar; this is just another example. 8. Sterling Silver Double Open Infinity Lobster Claw CLASP for necklace STOLEN So, they left the necklace that Grandpa hand made me, (he was a silversmith), and just took the clasp. I would put money on the fact that it was a girl that took it, no man is going to fumble around with a tiny clasp. (These clasps are the best, and do not ‘accidentally’ come undone - that’s why it was stolen, the best). Theres that stupid short blonde bimbo again thinking I am not “deserved” of the ‘best’. I did not bother reporting it to the police, because the local police here do not believe anyone up here steals. {stupid too} It was taken of the first day I moved there. I believe it was taken by same girl who was harassing me at Builyan too, the same one who stole heaps of my seeds from my seed chest. - The girl who was known by certain people, certain neighbours like Suellen and Donny, as that thieving girl bought them off with free ‘empowerment’ activities for their little ZOMBIE girl daughter. Suellen and Donny – such cowards, when I am being literally tormented by this thief with 100’s of items stolen. Shame on them. (I believe the thieving dogs are doing the same to my current neighbours zombie girl daughter at no 108}. Also, this might be related to a musician, because quite often I have songs that just appear on my iPod shuffle as its playing, like when Dolly Parton released her new song, suddenly it started playing in my shuffle iPod. When K.D. lang released a song, back in 2015 or something, same thing - although I did try to find K.D Lang’s song again to listen, but it was gone! So, they can literally put songs “on” and take songs “off” my iPod, - this would be Apple related too (the genius of the people of Apple). The genius thieves. So anyway, there was a song that appeared on my iPod which was a slow-motion cha-cha, I’ve mentioned it on this blog before, and I think that thieving girl has heard me listen to that song, and has assumed that I have stolen that song, when I certainly did not, in fact I don’t even think those songs had been yet released (?). And so, she has stolen my goods, either out of an act of revenge, or she’s just jealous - a stupid jealous bitch, who wants new release songs to appear on her iPod (probably Olivia Newton John – no convictions, but I know they did a big ‘thing’ when she died, as in, my life would now be greatly improved, as she is dead.). Whoever it is does seem to have a lot of money, because she buys people off where ever she goes, SHE IS A SOURCE OF EXTREMEME TORMENT (like only a musician knows how to do), so could well be Olivia Newton John. I need to literally spell this out in order to stop this stupid girl thief - fuck off all musicians - stay out of my life, stay off my iPod, fuck off {and I have nothing to do with putting on and taking off new releases from iPod, so stop taking your jealous frustrations out on me). And no, I am still not gay. The unknown girl or whoever who took this from my bedroom, was NOT invited in. THERE ARE no invites into my life at all, ever, let alone my bedroom. That reminds me, other times they ‘mess’ around with my iPod; one day, while cleaning the house, I heard this really good song on my iPod shuffle, (magically mysterious how songs just suddenly ‘appear’ on my iPod) and note, when I was cleaning, as in ‘reward’ for cleaning, condescending rewards and punishments by STUPID DOGS – got to be landlord dog related. THEY HAVE BEEN DOING IT FOR YEARS. So, it was a type of slow-motion cha-cha sound - fast fast fast fast slow slow. I really liked it, as I had a sore foot, and could not Cha Cha any more. BTW, I learnt to cha-cha the year before from a ‘SYTYCD’ learning DVD -brilliant! when I say learnt to cha-cha, what I mean by that is, I learnt one step, and it literally took me months to learn it - that’s how completely uncoordinated I am!! But I had tremendous fun learning it, and when I learnt it, I had tremendous fun choosing fast songs and cha-cha-ing my dinner off, every evening, as fast as I could in the living room!! I also used to do it in the lap pool, really and truly, you should’ve seen how fast I was!! 😁 I really miss doing it, I lost weigt and got fit. But since I’ve had a collapsed arch, just can’t do it anymore. Anyway, I wrote the song name down because I knew I’d forget it, so I could listen to it later too, it was a weird classical song of some sort, with a weird name. But someone stole the piece of paper with the name on it, and I suspect the person who stole it was xxxxx xxxxxxxxx (I have no idea who…!) but I am left pinning after that song….. 9. QLD Rail Workers Stopping Caboose on Farm to Nosy Around, and Toll story So, this photo and blurb was deleted, not only off my computer, but off my back up. It explains how a QLD Rail train used to run through the property where I was living at Colosseum, – Alister Darcy Ward’s farm, and instead of racing through as it usually did (sometimes freight, sometimes passenger, sometimes just a caboose.) The caboose started stopping on the farm, at night, like around 9pm and sometimes 4am. I could hear them, plain as day. I had items stolen, and those rail workers are dodgy as all hell. I did contact Queensland rail about it they said there’s nothing they can do about such things and or their staff. I would like to add, they also did ‘Toll’ signs; (a phenomenon that the dogs have been doing for many years, but is a secret for some reason). After about, 3mnths after I moved there, every time I went into town, which was not that often. Say once a fortnight, I would have to cross a rail way, and after about 3mnths, suddenly, every time I went into town, I would have to stop for a ‘Toll’ Train – that is a train with the word TOLL written in huge blue font on every carriage. Those little boy rail works are messing about with targeted people (like lucky single ladies), and coming up with stupid things; like I have to pay them a toll every time I go into Miriam Vale, – hence why they steal from me – stupid items that have little value to such little boys, they just want to be ‘naughty’ like a pathetic little boy who has a crap mother. Guess what, it is not up to me to rein you in, I am not your crap mother or your most likely no-existent father – get a grip and stop driving people to violent thoughts. BTW, they still do Toll signs at Gin Gin. And it was just the same kind of torment in Gunnedah, and Bundaberg. And guess what, if I choose to go into town and not actually purchase anything – TOUGH TITTIES. That is my prerogative. My right to do so. Do you see what single ladies have to deal with? Most people I encounter are completely clueless about these types of mongrels, and what it’s like for single ladies, with these kinds of social retard’s. Life is hard enough to get by and make a living, but when you add MASS DOG TORMENT, on top of everything, it pretty much makes life impossible. Curse them, curse you all. those dogs are also on social media, and Gumtree, still harassing me. I also discovered at Sarina, it is not “QLD Rail”, but possibly Aurizon. And these are the ones that toot their hoon at all hrs of the night, waking the whole town. At first I thought Aurizon must have been a government run play toy for mongrels, but Aurizon is actually a private company! I wrote to them aswell, to advise management of what their drivers get up to with all their midnight tooting. But it did not make any difference. 10. Mums Woven Woollen Cloth Cushions STOLEN from bedroom at Colosseum QLD. April/May 2019 “Reward for info on my cushion, of 10 Callebaut Chocolate cream truffles.” (After I posted this on FB, someone broke into my house around 5am next day, and stole my chocolate too.) Another stolen item here at Colosseum. This lovely bright woollen cushion was woven by mum. Later, I hand sewed it into a cushion; I made up 2 cushions with the woven cloth. They sat in my bedroom on top of the black recliner chair. Some little bimbo has ‘broke and entered’ into my bedroom at Colosseum QLD, and taken 1 cushion, they left the other. This theft is absurd. The cushions were quite old now, and slightly ‘tatty’. The only person I can think if with motive, for sentimental reasons, is one of my 2 siblings Tomas Bieman or Penny Bieman. But both from different states, and neither has money to travel and steal a cushion. Nor possibly the desire to possess one. Only other option is short blonde bimbo who I have mentioned numerous times, who is obsessed with me. What is wrong with you? get your own goddam weaving mother, and own goddam woven cushion! Oh, I saw Catie Carter on the beach at Agnes, that was when my towel was stolen. She was a textile person…… I think it was her, it was the same person who stole my smorgasboard meal at Port Douglas when I was there 10yrs prior (just some stupid thief bimbo who took my whole full plate after I had left the table to use the bathroom). FUCK OFF you stupid dog. 11. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 12. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 Warning, this thieving story is full of offensive swear words – I was mad as hell about it, and still am, I cannot tone it down even 4yrs later. Actually, I purchased 2 tubs of wool fat, to make up my homemade Nettles & Aloes mix (to treat stings), because that company no longer makes it (and it is brilliant – for ant bites, bee / wasp stings, mosquito bites, zucchini leaf itch….) and some bimbo cunt, stole 1 of my tubs. Around about the time it was taken, again, all the way up here in QLD, 1500km away from the farm at Rangari and the plane harassment I had back then, there was a plane flying over, just up from the farm all day, as is always the case whenever they steal from me. (Police have informed me that there is nothing anyone can do about the planes – they don’t seem to acknowledge or realize the correlation between the planes and the thieves – they stupid). And yesterday evening there was a car revving behind the house in bushland (it may have been the neighbour Trevor Bayliss (who lives 1km away and we had not met at that point), or it may have been a recording, like what you see girls from the ABC radio station carry around the streets recording people. – I have seen someone on motorbike follow me around and play loud recordings at Gunnedah, usually it is bird recordings, not car revving). Or possibly landlord related, Darcy Ward or wife Julie Ward. Or the stupid blonde bimbo from Bunnings who follows me around and steals from me. I think I heard her once, claim to be my family, and “families share”. That stupid dog who is stealing from me, IS NOT MY FAMILY, and not sure what kind of family she has, but in my family, we don’t steal from one another. Possibly that stupid dog is from NEGS, as Anna Abbott always used to tell the girls in assembly “we are family” (I could see as she was talking about it, she was being totally evil, and meaning for it be a bad thing, and not a good ‘family thing’, as in, we are family so there is a level of fighting and squabbling which is acceptable – she was speaking and looking directly at those older girls, who were giggling. ENCOURAGING BULLYING. STUPID WOMAN. I believe she could see what was going on in church re the seating. And God knows what else she was referring to. I am certain there was a NEGS girl at my neighbours there at Colosseum when I went around there once. You know I had purchased 2 of these, did that stupid cunty bimbo blonde woman think that I had purchased 1 for me and 1 for her – I bet she did, such is the nature of STUPID WOMEN. I did not purchase 1 for anyone else, I purchased both for me, as it is hard to find this product, so I purchased enough to last my entire life – I did not purchase any for anyone else YOU STUPID WOMAN. Fuck off you stupid thieving cowards. Btw, I have updated this one a few years later, as someone had removed it, and after the Gin Gin police thought I was crazy and making all this theft and harassment up, well, after they had locked me up for 7 days to “determine” if I was crazy, upon discovering I was not crazy, I believe some of them (not the Gin Gin ones) they had tried to do something about the thefts? The plane harassment as greatly reduced, along with the amount of items stolen from me, - mind you they still do it, just not so overtly - I suspect that is because I now live in suburbia, and people will get suspicious if they hear a plane flying over me constantly all day long every day – see back on the farm, no one was there to notice. This is how pathetic cowards they are. An old man told me that it was the then, PM – Prime Minister flying over me harassing me, Turnbull. But I know it is women who are the biggest cowards, plus they are the most stupid, so I suspect a woman is doing the plane harassment, and the thieving?? Oh, Another reason why I think whoever stole that woolfat, was female, was because in the fashion industry, woolfat is used as an iron cleaner. I seem to have a lot of people from the fashion industry harass me, and this could've been taken by one of them, who can see- being the dogs that they are. I saw a neighbour at the units in Sarina acting sus, male, blonde about my age, but egged on and manipulated by bimbo women. I saw a girl with piggy tails driving his car, following me over to Grasstree Beach. He reminds me of some guy I briefly met at a party when I was 18, Tom Skipper? Maybe he is one of the lunatics following me around? If so, fuck off. Also, seeing that girl with piggy tails, I think I remember seeing her at least 3 times in different locations, following me around, she’s short and skinny with bob length hair that she wears in pigtails. Possible prostitute? I think he stole dozens of items while I lived there, or, well, maybe it was my other neighbours? Or maybe all? I have had food stolen, and he would be the type to steal food; the hopeless type that can’t budget for themselves. {I have always said, a man needs a woman way more than a woman needs a man. Now he is paying for his bad bachelor ways ha ha – someone said, that is just personal to me, as its my destiny, as written in my name! they were making a joke; (bieman) bi, as in both female and male in 1. I gave it some thought, I was amused, you can draw your own conclusions}. Also, I mentioned since I keep my laundry powder inside now, I still have it, like none has been taken. But my laundry powder was also taken from when I lived at Gin Gin, on that veranda. So, it must be the same person stealing my laundry powder?? {maybe it’s a known thing amongst thieves; a lot of people in QLD, don’t have laundries, but they have washing machines outside on the veranda or patio- so easy target for washing powder theft??} The police could easily find this out, they keep monumental tabs on everyone, he may have different name now, Dave? The police have already been here about him, as he threw a tantrum outside making heaps of noise, when I mentioned on my blog that I saw him sneaking back into his unit, so, sore looser and guilty. Someone called the police; it was not me. He belongs in jail. Oh, and there was someone in Gunnedah who used to pretend he was an old drunk man, and would walk past me every time I went into town at dads place. I always thought he was an old drunk man, as the servos was in our street, but after 20 years, when I saw him, I realized, an old man would have been dead by then, so it was some little prick trying to be funny. Trying to impress his older sister. I would say, this is the same person. Fuck off you idiot, you belong in jail, I do not know you, we are not friends, we never will be, you are a thieving moron. Zero tolerance for thieves. If I can make jail happen for you, I will. btw, Turnballs daughter, I am fairly certain, was in the same year as that thieving guys sister Sally at NEGS, same year, as Rachael Wainbergs sister, now calling herself Cate Rogers my landlord at Gin Gin – see, a big network of arrogant thieves, literally following me and stealing from me. What the ? And, at new address, there seems to be a qantas plane doing a little harassment here – and really low flying, so I can see it is a qantas plane, and not virgin. 13. Life is a Series of Many Years of Been Totally Screwed Over This generator was working fine (perfectly) until the pull cord snapped, - no other problem. So, I took it to Bororen Small Engines Mechanics, that guy there (Will Irvine) totally messed it up, so now it doesn’t work at all - because the pull cord that he put on, was way too short - so there’s not enough rotations for it to start. HOPELESS MECHANIC, all it needed was a bloody new pull cord, how difficult could it have been? – more interested in engaging in conflicting relationship with women, such a dysfunction, and a typical character trait of YOUNG perverts – women do it to.) This generator was a really good one, it was worth $1000, was very reliable, very easy to start. I needed it regularly at my last address near Gunnedah, because there were so many blackouts, it was invaluable. Although I have noticed up here in Queensland, there’s no power problems like in New South Wales, at my last address at Rangari, it used to go out at least every week, and sometimes up to 8 hours (once it was for 3 days). I’m pretty sure there was just some little idiot switching off the power off for no reason at all other than to be an attention seeking Nuisance, and of course because I had heaps of items stolen whenever the power went out, it meant my CCTV wasn’t on, so I’m pretty sure whoever was switching power off, was in cahoots with essential energy, and they were deliberately switching my power – stealing from me for no reason, other than, because they can. Bunch of bloody thieving yokels down in that town of Gunnedah. Anyway, I was stuck with a non-working generator. And I did need the generator at Colloseum, because the bloody landlord, Darcy Ward, lied to me and didn’t connect the dam, even though all the pipe and plumbing was in place for it to be connected - he refused to give me any water after saying that he would before I moved in, for my garden. So, I was planning on using my generator to pump water into a pod and bring it up to the garden by car, for emergency supplies. So, with no generator, I had to give up getting water, even though there was water available at the dam. I certainly could not afford to buy a new one, I tried to sell it, and the best price I could get was $50 - I mean, the guy who bought it, was a proper backyard small engine mechanic, so he would’ve got $1000 generator for $50, and all he had to do was put a new pull cord on – life is so easy for some people. By the way I took this case to the Department of fair trading in Queensland - and they were absolutely HOPELESS, guess who the name of the person, trying to sort the problem was: Vanessa Ward, WARD, same name as my little shit landlord. [But also, I’ve taken a 2nd case on a separate matter to the Department of fair trading Queensland, and they didn’t help out in any way for that one either, they’re just pretending to be a Department of fair trade - people go there every day, take home salaries, but they don’t actually do anything.] So far since I have moved to QLD, they have cost me around $1500 in local thieving business's.(later at Gin Gin, the sewing machine mecahnic cost me $1500 for a sewing machine - you know, I don't think he was even a mechanic, he was the shop girls husband, trying to steal money of people. Is this the standard everywhere in QLD, everyone just pretending to have an occupation? {later, the car mechaninc in Sarina - not a real mechanic., just a thief} Department of fair trading New South Wales was brilliant - over a 20yr. period, I have so many people trying to rip me off, especially in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I mean maybe it’s my long curly hair, but I’ve taken just over 100 cases to Department of fair trading New South Wales, and guess what, I’ve won every single one, there wasn’t one person that didn’t give me my money back after it was after ‘stolen’ from me in one way or another. 14. MY Container, Stolen from Colosseum farm by Female Local Dogs (with my plants in it) This was the container that was stolen on my rental farm, at Colosseum, near Miriam Vale, QLD. It was in my shade house at the farm Lowmead Rd, and they took this container and filled it up with my plants that I had growing in the shade house (native tubestock plants) so, stole the plants and the container. Can you believe that? Such a fucking mongrels. I’m pretty sure I heard female voices at the time of the theft, at 1-3 am in the morning. Most people think it’s men who steal, but in my experience, it’s always women. I only knew very limited amount of people when I moved there, I’d only been there about three months at that point. So, I knew the landlord‘s wife Julie Ward, my jobs provider in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen, (one had totally blonde hair, the other one looked like Catherine from Image Clothing) – (Image clothing that was shut down due to dodgy business practices), they were both very suspect in my opinion. But also, I had my plants on Facebook marketplace, selling them, and so it could’ve been anyone in the area who knew where I lived (I didn’t tell anyone where I lived OFCOURSE) but in small communities people find out these types of things, so they could’ve seen the plants on Facebook and thought, “I know where she lives, let’s go and steal them.” I mean this is how bimbo women think, they’re so fucking stupid I can’t believe it. They have no thought at all, that they are going to actually have to pay for it, on a spiritual level, that knowledge doesn’t even enter into their stupid little heads - and believe me, they will have to pay for it. Stupid. You can’t actually see the writing on the container, but it says Gunnedah Recycling, it’s a really old crate from 30 years ago, no longer used, from when dad lived at 18 Henry Street Gunnedah (now sold to strangers). You can still see the 18 on it, so that 18 and “Gunnedah recycling” will still be written on it, and someone in this area in Queensland, now has this container. So, folks go on, go out there hunt them down, go droning. And severely fine them. Mongrel thieves. 15. FlyScreen Wheel Tool Stolen on farm at Colosseum, Miriam Vale, QLD I had 2 of these tools . They stole one, and left the other – perhaps they thought, the 2nd was ‘spare’ – especially for them? Such arrogance. I did extensive flyscreen work, on this rental, all their windows and doors had been broken and vandalized. The landlord told me his son did it, and that’s why he kicked him out, and I was now living there. (His other son commited suicide, and was possibly still lurking around the farm). It was part of our rent agreement, that I would fix and replace the windows and doors, which I did. And I can see why he needed me in there to do it, as it required a lot of good communicating with the door manufacturer up in Gladstone – something in retrospect, that landlord did not possess. So someone, as in some DOG, has seen me using it, and thought ‘oh, how easy, I could fix all my windows too’. And so have without any thought of wrong doing, simply helped themself to my 2nd one. Thieves. 16. Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Someone collected about 20 of these, and placed them at the base of the steps at my house at Colosseum, in the hopes that I would walk on them with my bare feet. At a couple of my last addresses in Gunnedah, catheads were prolific. Catheads were a major weed, particularly at the Tulcumbah house. (Cell grazing – so much better way of raising cattle) infact you wouldn’t believe how big the catheads got at that place, honestly, they were size of a $.20-$.50 coin easy, lethal. So, anyway when I saw them at the base of my steps. I knew somebody had placed them there, because those Catheads don’t grow at that farm at all, there are no catheads there - it’s not a weed in that area. And because things like this have happened in my past, but I just thought that they were, you know, catheads growing as a weed, that I have accidentally trod on. It wasn’t until I saw this pile of catheads at the base of my steps, when I realised someone (an unknown person, an unknown coward) is literally going and getting these painful items in the attempts that I will tread on them. I believe again this will be NEGS related, going back to church. Desperate retards. For Christ sakes, I haven’t met one man that hasn’t been into this kind of thing - so go and find a man and stop picking on women - this is the epitome of cowardly behaviour. BTW at my next address in Gin Gin, someone did exactly the same thing with African Thorn Bush African boxthorn - Lycium ferocissimum. They went and got a whole heap of those long lethal thorns, (they look just like big old rusty nails), and lined them all UPRIGHT all across the path - only lucky I always watch where I am going with my head down, but one went through my Hush Puppies, missing my big toe by ½ cm. They are like big giant nails. So, this is just another two examples of how my feet kept getting being attacked, and why I still can’t walk, and have not been able to walk properly for five years, since my arch collapsed, in 2017. I literally have stupid bimbo people attacking my feet. I want to update this story I have talked about the same issue except done in a different way, in a very passive aggressive manner, in a kind of dance like manner; where one person can distract the other person and kind of waltz them around the room (and into an object), they are usually they're in the same room together, but not necessarily - so they'll be some people now going what the? what is she talking about - she's not making any sense, and for those people (so many of you on FB), I would just like to point out you are completely naive about what can go on in the human dynamic situation. Because, I have since learned that this phenomena is actually a thing in life now, it's called ‘coercive control’. It's what sometimes happens in domestic abuse situations, one scenario of it involves one spouse getting the other to say or speak in a manner that they wouldn't normally, in affect one person is using the other person like a puppet (the old man at Sarina unit complex used to do it – no wonder he is not married, arshole). And it can come about because one person is asleep at the wheel and letting herself (or himself) be manipulated, but it can also come about because one person has extreme trust for the other, so they don't think they will do anything ‘bad’ , and so they put themselves purposefully in their spouses hands. I'm not a person who is so easily manipulated especially around other people because I'm on guard, but those dogs found a time when I am not on guard, and that is when I'm on my own. I'm way more relaxed, and thus was open for manipulation. So, I believe I was ‘walked’ on to my lethally sharp carding pick at Kookaburra Park, it was near the window. It also happened before at Rangari when I was standing next to a big window, I trod on a knitting needle, it was like an arrow that went into my foot. I just know evil forces were at play then. There's a few other instances like the metal bathtub at kookaburra Park; it had a whole with sharp metal scrapings, and I cut my finger, I didn't feel like it was an accident, I felt it was done deliberate by someone who knew that that bathtub had that metal issue there. So that would either be Cate or Win or the neighbours? And see with Cate and Win, it would have been a competition to show off, as to who could be the most manipulative, and the most coercive. I find a lot of couples are like that, they enter into this stupid competition; if one person is a bitch, the other person will try and bitch match them. Another indication of the stupidity of humans. So, when I first wrote about it this, story involving African Thorn bush, I didn't know about coercive control, and I just said it was domestic abuse taken to a whole new level, but at the time, the pain stopped. I suddenly didn't have any more ‘accidents’ So I definitely hit the nail on the head with that story. I don't know how it stopped, whether someone knew who was doing it and spoke to them? or whether the person doing it thought that they were sneaky and getting away with it - thinking that I didn't know what they were doing, and once they knew that I was onto them, it wasn't any fun for them anymore? I don't know. But I believe it hasn't happened in quite some time whereas before, since about 2015, no actually, I think it goes back further to JJJ, when I used to listen to the radio in 1995? And especially when I was moving around after I left Rangari. It happened a lot. it's like the person doing it was literally following me from address to address? And whoever this person is - they belong in jail. I did mention on my blog when I was living at Colosseum, I had a visit by three people on the last day that I was there, I took a photo of them, I had my bodycamera on, and a little birdie late told me that one of them was a boy that went to my school at Limbri, so maybe it's this little retard delinquent who is following me around? I don't know, but I tell you, getting a photograph of everybody who crosses your path is essential for living a normal healthy life. Anyway, so I believe because of the “competition” factor, (because some little idiot must not have been able to use coercive control on me), they then went and got the thorns and the cat heads and deliberately put them somewhere where I would have no choice but to tread. So, while I say the ‘accidents’ have mostly stopped, the dogs may know how to manipulate my back (?) as I do have a back problem, it involves fascia. I just know this would be a thing for women who work in the health sector, sadistic ones, to try and manipulate somebody's fascia, to cause problems. I believe actually that's what they have been doing in 2024/2025, and intern there are people who see what they do, and then try to stop them: it's like the whole thing has got nothing to do with me, I just have to bear the pain. Again, writing about it seems to resolve the situation. So, I'd like to point out that these people are doing this to me, are complete strangers, I do not know them. They are not in my life. We do not talk ever; let alone would they know me well enough to harbour a personal grudge that would evoke a personal attack like this. Did I kill your pet? Did I steal your partner? Did I burglarize your house? GET A GRIP OF REALITY (I can’t believe how stupid the police are either). How fucked in the head Australians are? Major dysfunctional problems. Get out of my life you useless worthless bimbo raised retard. 17. Ornamental Pink Melaleucas, plus my Recycling Tub STOLEN from my Shade House near Miriam Vale April 2019 And, yeah, I've got nothing else better to do this morning than post this. So, this is what the local backwards cunt little girls in this rural area of Miriam Vale / Colosseum, Queensland, Australia do: came to my house at night at least 2 of them, (after I had listed I had some Melaleucas for sale on Facebook market place), and they stole my large 100L plastic plant container, and get this; to use it, to put MY plants in, and steal them direct out of my shade house. UNBELIEVABLE disrespect by retarded nonthinkers who have been raised by stupid mother bimbos in dysfunctional family units. HOPELESS mothers, hopeless families in Australia. I am so sick of others peoples dysfunction. Get a FUCKING BRAIN. Could be landlord’s kids related, Jess? Some years later, had a neighbour at Sarina who I recognised from Miriam Vale, I saw her under ones of those big trees at Miriam Vale, short, black curly hair, maybe abo. At Sarina she did cleaner work 7days on 7days off. And at that time I had my figure 8 clasp returned to the middle of the floor in that unit one night. So I am thinking it was her?? Has a partner who does not work. Btw, the plastic box/ tub was from Gunnedah recycling centre, an old one that is no longer used by them. It has 4 holes in the bottom and has “Gunnedah recycling” written on the side aswell as the number 18 (from a previous address – 18 Henry st). It will be easy to spot in someones backyard, and -I’ve joined the Facebook local drone club, so someone’s gonna spot it, and the thief is gonna cop it. I recalled more info about this when looking through my photos of shade house: after I first posted a Wisteria plant on Facebook market place (I have a business Farm Plants and Seeds), with a photo of the tub next to the wisteria, and other plants, then it was stolen AND someone at MIRIAM VALE pm, me about it – about the tub specifically, - unfortunately the message was deleted from my Messenger, otherwise, I would name and shame them, it was probably them, I recall it was an older female. STUPID CUNT LITTLE GIRL. BTW the tubes of ornamental Melaleucas that were STOLEN - are rare in area, so if you see them in someone’s garden, you will know it was them. I have joined a local drone group - WATCH OUT. Also, by the way, when I had to redo my whole blog (due to Wix antics), as I was writing this one; some scraggy women, kind of came up to me outside my unit at Sarina, and went “thankyou”, but in a really trashy like way! She seemed to do it for no particular reason, so I’m going to take it as a ‘sign attempt’, telling me that someone really trashy stole my plants. Lol Actually, I find this happens a lot, woman coming up to me or near me and stating “thankyou” or “sorry”, and then wondering off straightaway, so I am left wondering who the hell was that and why was she thanking me, or apologising in such a weird coy manner? 18. Credit Card details Stolen by known woman (old lady), but Bank and Flight Centre who know her, do not give up Name to Police. Actually, I will put the full story here, because there’s quite a few things that I noticed about this that didn’t make any sense, and there seemed to be quite a lot of people involved, not just some stupid little girl from Facebook as what it looks like on first glance. (The police are so easily tricked). I sold my old iPod which was not working for me, or iTunes was misbehaving so it would not work for me. Sold for a really cheap price, - so it did work, but I could not use it in conjunction with iTunes, thus rendering it pointless for me personally. But someone on facebook wanted it. It was someone with a fb photo of a family with baby – a very sweet photo. Unfortunately, I didn’t do (forgot) a factory reset, and this buyer managed to obtain my credit card details via this iPod, somehow - not entirely sure how, as I did not use this iPod for purchases or interment (?) When I sold it to her, she said her mother would be home, she gave me an address at Agnes Water, BUT later I saw that address was not a residential house, it was a backpackers /holiday house. And on the day, an old lady took the iPod from me (but, it would have been her who posted the fake photo of herself); and at the time there was this younger woman riding past me on a bike, waving to me quite vigorously (it was weird, I did not know her) she had two kids riding behind her; but I’m pretty sure I later recognised that woman who was waving vigorously at me, from a number of times when anything with stolen at certain shops, and that lady who is probably in her early 40s / late 30s, quite pretty, slim, well dressed- and if I told anyone she was a thief, no one would believe me. So, I don’t know what she had to do with it, but she had something to do with it. Plus, I later saw her on a Netflix tv show, it was an Australian vet show – it would not surprise me in the least if Australian dog actresses are trying to steal from me. So the girl on facebook said her name was Monique Jade Bahgallah, I suspect that’s not a real name, but some old lady posing as a young girl on Facebook who wanted my iPod (how she knew I would not do a factory reset is another question – she is probably DOG). Anyway, so she got my details she booked a flight online for $750 - so that amount was missing off my credit card. I contacted the bank and the bank said that they made a mistake and refunded me the full amount. But they wouldn’t give me any more details about it, as I suspect they know exactly who the person is who took that money, they know their name. And the business (Flight Centre) who took the payment, they absolutely refused to cooperate too, because they would most definitely have a name, and passport, and they refused to give me the name, and they refused to give the police the name either – when I asked them why, the girl said because they want to protect their customers (they are disgraceful moral-less company). So theft is going on, and they are allowed to get away with it - basically the people who can do something about it just don’t. I’m not sure whether they don’t want to ‘rock the boat’? or if they want to protect the stupid bitch who stole from me, as she may have been under age – but I know that is simply not true. Maybe the old lady thief has a lot of friends who protect her for some strange reason, (maybe she puts out!)? I am not sure of their reasons - but they can do something about it, and they just don’t. Silver platter - Monique Jade Balgowlah from Agnes Water forum go get. 19. Thieves who Visited Colosseum on my Last Day There Suspicious 2 men and 1 blonde woman who came round at Colosseum possible thieves, and or Julies dogs? Pavlovs Dogs? – she who is the sweetest, gets the dogs! These maybe the guys here on Monday who stole my floss? They said they were my landlords son, but they were dodgy as, turn up a day before I left. There was a girl too, but can’t see her on screen in my security camera. Sly. These could’ve been the people who drive around that country road whenever I ventured anywhere, like it was a very quiet rural location, yet when I would leave the property and shut the gate, suddenly there were five cars that would drive past. And of course, I would have things taken, so it is no doubt that those hoons hang around out there, and would come onto my place after I’d left and steal things (locked gate) and you know, they would nosy around - people (idiots) who don’t mind their own business. Also, those 3, kind of implied, well accused me, of stealing the landlords timber slabs. AS IF. And, later I was advised (possibly by the police), that the little one in the photo, is one of the dogs that follows me around everywhere I go, and works for women who steal from me. He possibly went to Limbri public school, same as me when I was 5/6yrs old. Completely nuts. I did have landlord problems at this house, aside from theft, one of the most disturbing incident I saw, was either the landlord or the farmhand (maybe the landlords wife, who knows) got an old truck, and was driving around just outside the yard, and he/she was going down the hill, and back up around onto the driveway outside my house, on the farm, and he/she did this all day, no kidding, all day, there was no point, no stock herding or anything, just mindless driving in circles - I wish I took a video and put it on YouTube to show you what kind of nutters I have to deal with as a tenant. I don’t have any rights to march out there and tell them to fuck off. I just can’t do it as a tenant, unless be prepared to be booted out. When that’s the only thing that needed to be said in that situation. FUCK OFF. 20. Ubobo Ca t at Ubobo General Store/Service Station This is a review in my “Ban Google reviews of dodgy business on Google Maps”, but I had to do a whole new photo story for it, as it really shows the true nature of most women. This petrol station/corner store, has a big HUGE chocolate brown cat who lives there, it sprawls out in the car park, where everyone drives up to get petrol! So, all the customers have to dodge it. Not only was he big with a big fluffy tail, but he was brown - most unusual. I’ve never seen a brown cat before or since. The girl that works there, get this, takes a new jar of cream off the shelf, then skims the cream off, the same with each bottle they sell, for the cat!! Unbelievable. BTW, she was not even careful with the cream jar, like if it had a drip down the side, she just put the lid back on and then turns it round the other way on the shelf, so customers couldn’t see it! The owner is a genuine good guy, helps customers and his friendly to all, (just naive about women, having said that, I find most women are totally clueless about the true nature of men…and its only women who had no brothers growing up, are the ones that get married!). By the way, it was at Ubobo, that I think I saw Heath Barwick (the genuine pest), he was in a Combi van. I had items go missing around then, so I think it was actually him since he used to steal from me at Rangari. He was on a holiday, he thought he'd just stalk me and steal from me up here too. I certainly had no communication with him when I left, as far as I know he didn't even know that I had left town, but I guess when you stalk someone and steal from them for over 10 years, then you must know their whereabouts. The new place I moved to, Sarina, has cameras on the edge of town -on both sides, so anyone travelling up Queensland, well, the police will have you tagged - if for some reason, you give them a reason to do so. (I had dozens of items taken at Sarina, looking back I think it was one of my neighbours, and the old man gardner from Gin Gin, and or possible the local police, (stalkers from Builyan / Ubobo who were stealing from me.) Same as the previous page, I will now put here a little collage showing stolen items, that have not already been mentioned. I managed to fit all stolen items from these 2 addresses, in on 1 page Go to 'Items Stolen From me at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin QLD'

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

Search Results 42 items found for "" Items Stolen still at yetanother address | Emily Bieman's Blog Another forced relocation, address a secret ​The first couple of weeks I seemed to have a lot of things go missing, but then get returned, so I'm not entirely sure whether they were actually stolen, or I was just stressed from the move and couldn't find them but and then later saw them? I'm thinking probably the stress factor because having to move yet again and dealing with all the same issues have just been horrendous. This is forced move number 8, since 2018. ​I've been here a couple of months and the only thing that has been taken as far as I know now is 1 and 1/4 kilos of kangaroo meat, out of my freezer, so this is a common thing that gets stolen, whenever I buy kangaroo meat a portion of it gets stolen, constantly - it started when I was living at Colosseum, and I think wildlife carers steal it, or somebody steals it for wildlife carers. There was another thing and after actually I talked about this issue and uploaded a snake video onto YouTube, and then my whole YouTube account was deleted, so it was stolen as well. stolen. (And there's definitely no violations, they have no right to delete it, they just did; someone must've asked them to do it, and they said, like good little dog doggies, "okay sure." There's so many problems with the.com industry, the whole thing is just a big bunch of thieves. Well, I guess that's no different than the television industry, or my neighbours at pretty much every address I've lived at for the past 18 years. When I moved to Sarina range Road, nothing was taken the first three months, it was only really after "Danielle" my next-door neighbour moved in that I had things go missing, which I've written about extensively on those pages. So, I'm just waiting for something to go missing from this address aside from kangaroo meat. I don't know how they got in to steal the kangaroo meat, I think it must've been before I put the patio locks on the back door, they must have a key for the back door? I put patio locks on, and they are brilliant, I should've done that on every address. Although I did go to the doctors for a skin check they texted me and asked me to do it as it was free, I said yes, but the 6 receptionist were behaving like a bunch of fucking dogs, and kept me waiting for half an hour, it was half an hour, because after half an hour, I would have left, so dogs being dogs, decided that they didn't want me to leave, and I went through with the appointment. But I'm fairly certain, in that period of waiting, they organized a theft at my house, that was the point of keeping me there. It was probably that kangaroo meat, in which case they have a copy of my key. And I know Apple are in cahoots with thieving dogs, because they can switch my cameras off (I use my iPad as a security cam on the front door.) Do you think anyone is possible going to believe me (aside from Australia post!). Oh, and possible an organic apple was taken from fridge, but can't be sure about that - I mean who keeps track of all food in fridge? nuts. This morning, around 7am, I did see something a little weird in the misty morning, it was like a person dressed in a long white dress ducked into the bushes, and someone turned up at the neighbours early in the morning just before, and near where I saw someone duck into the bushes - across from my driveway. So, I'm not sure what's going on there, but I'm keeping a vigil on the house today. (Do they know about the bush mites here! TROMBICULIDAE) Could be YouTube related because it was yesterday that they deleted my YouTube account. So, I'm hoping I won't have to update this page any more - such wishful thinking. Oh, and I've had retailers stealing from me since I've moved here, they are listed on the stolen items list on page one. A few days later, (whilst wearing my glasses), I realized it is the white light in my peripheral vision that I can see through the cracks in the tree leaves – {the background cloudy morning white sky} not woman in long dress! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Items Stolen at new address NEXT 1(this) 2 Stalker from Hornsby – 30 years ago – still stalking me – what a loser There's some female dog bitch, who has been stalking me for years and now she sets traps for me; She sets up people on my path, so that I would have to interact with "the locals" and if I don't do it according to what they want me to do and say, (which you know, fucked if I know what they want - actually I suspect it's to be worshipped and adored, as a lot of people seem to suffer from this condition), as I'm always polite and respectful in any situation; its just I'm not going to give anything of myself to them and I'm not going to take anything from them - and this seems to really piss a lot of people off. So they use my reaction as an excuse to take revenge in someway, usually by stealing from me, only last time this happened, I don't think they stole anything because I pretty much don't have anything of value left, since they have stolen near everything from me. So what they did (when I was parked at the doctors car park near IGA) was put something in my petrol tank, so that it was later behaving strangely and blowing smoke. There were two guys and one girl next to my car spot at that particular time, it was the only car spot available, so I would have to park there. So I have a firm rule now, wherever I go; if there's people in the car spot next to me, don't park there; drive around until there is somewhere else to go. In fact pretty much my rule is now "don't talk to the locals, because they will most likely steal from you" ie, my blue top out of the car at Armstrong Beach. There that song again; fuck off fuck off fuck off you socially retarded morons. Also I'm pretty sure these are "Car" people; people who have nothing better to do than just to drive around all day, they have no life, and so come up with revenge tactics for imagined problems, and, 'single lady' instant target for stupid coward Car heads. The girl that I saw who must have got them, I did not recognise her. I do not know her. I'm really sick and tired of people with mental health problems, who have no idea that they have mental health problems; if you drive around in a car all day, and that's pretty much all you do, plus hang out in carparks; you have major mental health problems. Oh plus I think those same people have issues with my car in the car park because of my tray; it’s really high, and it sticks out. It doesn't stick out far enough to cause problems, but it sticks out far enough to be noticed. I've had 2 broken tail lights since I've been here. Stolen items at Sarina P2 | Emily Bieman's Blog Items stolen whilst I live at Sarina Page 2 The reason I did this video is because there seems to be a lot of people under the impression that anyone who has mould in the unit or house, is lazy and doesn't clean. They said, (they being quite a few YouTube videos originating from the UK), "having mould in your unit is a lifestyle choice!" So I would just like to clear things up; people who have mould are not lazy, and they clean a lot, as you can see from this video. The mould here persists, because whoever built this house, cost-cut the roof by not extending the eaves out far enough so that rain didn't accumulate at the base wall of the building, and not putting on big fat gutters that can handle downpours. Also in this particular case, there is a leak in the plumbing at the base wall of the building, allowing moisture to seep into the back wall (over many years). 1 Set a Car Trap to Catch and Arrest Thieves TOO EASY I’m pretty sure I mentioned on my Blog, that time when I was volunteering at the Gunnedah art gallery, and I was knitting by the big glass door in the light, one Sunday arvo. And I could look out onto the street and see my car; at one point I saw a man walking along the footpath, and when he saw my uncovered Ute, he veered over to the back of my ute and looked in – he was very quick, kept walking on, (there was nothing in the ute). He had blonde hair (!), was in his 30’s, I would say, average build. (I should point out my ute tonneau cover is broken and ute bow stolen, so unless there is something in my ute worth covering with additional tarp and ocys (which also get stolen), it does not have a cover on – they key trap feature). I’m thinking if there was something in it, he most definitely would’ve taken it. I’ve had a few items stolen from the back of my Ute. I’ve had farmers say that that’s the main reason why they have dogs, and bring them into town on the back of their utes - to watch all the stuff that they purchased, when they go into town. I’m thinking at this point in my life (50, 3 days aga!! J), I’m so pissed off with all the stupid little thieves, I think if I was back in Gunnedah, I would be setting traps; put something good in the back of my tray, (like star pickets and new hose fittings) then set up multiple cameras so I could catch these arseholes red handed. This would be a surefire way to catch thieves. It wouldn’t take long, I would say within 20 minutes of parking in ‘just the right spot’, you’d have something stolen. Question for the police; if they have a clear image of the person on camera stealing (clear image of their face too), can they make an arrest? Seems to me they could and should. I mean, if they couldn’t, I would definitely be putting the footage on Facebook. Although being banned from Facebook, I would have to come up with alternatives. Also, and I guarantee you, if you were passively following me and watching my car, wherever I went, you would see a thief, several actually. Possibly there have been people / police who have done this, seen the thief, but done nothing about it, as they think it is funny? Someone told me, and, they were quiet adamant about it, that it was actually the police stealing from me. Some of them, or one?, had got an obsession with me since I reported every single little theft to the police back in Gunnedah, and instead of doing something about it, they decided to join in. I guess in this case, my little devious trap plan, wouldn’t work. Police are not going to set a trap to catch themselves now are they? I have mentioned how stupid the police have been in in certain situations, in my experience - but they’re not that stupid. I was also advised by a police woman once, that most police (including herself), are recruited or join up, because they are bad. The powers that be think they can put them on the ‘right path’. I was also told about numerous stories that cadets get up to, the problems they have not only in a physical tangible sense, but also in the metaphysical way, with strong personalities ‘willing’ naughty situations. So I know that there are other people who are victims of thieves in Gunnedah, my advice is, why don’t you actually do this, catch those stupid little arseholes and have them arrested - teach them a lesson. ​ And the image below came in a Christmas sale catalogue emailed from T&R Sports! I had to include it, as I know, if I were to push this around, down the street, I would have ALL the thieving dogs instantly start following me, stalking me, and spying, to see where I lived. – I would have many items stolen, if I purchased this product in particular!! Thieves are really predicable and stupid, despite how sneaky they are. After watching this movie last year , I was inspired to add to this story; Anger, Violence and Rioting, is a direct result from disrespect It is clear in some situations, when people have had the wrong thing done by them, they act out. This movie has an excellent example in it; every action there's a reaction. Don't get me wrong I'm all in favour of ”locking up” all the thieves. They all belong in jail as far as I'm concerned, in fact I am frequently stating on my blog, that they should be outright shot. Even though I know crimes do get way worse, really nasty stuff, however, believe it or not, I'm not a fan of the death penalty, even though I would secretly like to shoot their heads off. I really do believe in rehabilitation; I’m not sure whether it works. I don’t know much about the prison system. Perhaps they could try compulsory church twice a week. I’m guessing most of the inmates have never been to church, so it couldn’t hurt. Dancing, church and Cats. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 2. Food Thief Again Whenever I purchase any of these amazing tasting noodles, (these ones are the tastiest, in the supermarket), one of them always get stolen. If I buy one packet only, and use one lot, leaving two lots in the open packet, then one of the two will be stolen at some point before I go to use them again. This has been going on since 2013, at any address where I live, it is now 2022 and I have had 6 address’s in that time in 2 different states. I hope the thief gets cancer and dies. I no longer buy these, as they get stolen While I am at it, I started keeping track of all the items I placed into my freezer just recently this year in late 2023. And as I suspected, I am having items taken out of my freezer – food stealing. And quite a lot, every seemingly new batch of goods after a shop, something gets taken. So, if I put in 4 chicken breast into the freezer for my cat, then 1 of them will be taken. I'm really sick and tired of having my chicken breasts stolen. I noted Coles came up with ‘chicken chunks’, because they won't still ‘chicken chunks’, because it's not as good as a chicken breast. (Chicken chunks are extra ‘manhandled’, and could be possibly be dirty?). I believe Coles did this deliberately, as they noted my chicken breasts, WERE being stolen - they keep tabs too. I noted Woolworths, instead of giving me ‘chicken chunks’, instead, they put their chicken breast on extreme special, as in, ‘we will pay for the thief to steal one of your chickens - because we think it's funny’ - stupid little Woolworths. You're going to get your comeuppance for that attitude. Although I have noted every time, I've since tried to purchase Chicken Chunks from Coles, they've been unavailable, so I pay for them, but on delivery day they just don't bother delivering them, which means I've gotta go to Woolworths - there is something majorly wrong with some of the staff at Coles in Mackay. Also last week I had 2 meat pies taken out of the freezer, possibly some barramundi as well; sometimes I wonder if I forget to mark off as I de-freeze, as I am new to this whole ‘keeping food track’ thing? I do keep my unit locked at all times, occasionally I forget to put my cameras on, like when I emptied the compost, so I suspect this is the opportunity that they are waiting for, because I know I have neighbours who just sit and wait and watch what I do all day long, there are cars outside who do the same as well - they're just sitting waiting, looking for an opportunity to steal (or beep their horns). Dogs. Some get paid a salary for doing this. I blame the government for allowing dogs in the community because they haven't bothered to do anything about monitoring parents, and who exactly, is allowed to have kids. If they did that, I bet I would not have this problem. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 3. More Sarina Food Stealing Another 5 frozen chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer over the last couple of weeks (what a thieving loser). Someone who drives a grey car stole frozen kangaroo meat out of my car esky while it was parked at mitre10, and I think that number plate was 026 something, so if you see a grey car with numberplate O26... go and punch them in head for me. All this week there has also been some idiot on a motorbike hooning up and down range road at night, but not for long periods, just two or three or four times. That person on the motorbike has definitely got something to do with the thefts. Police, could you be any more hopeless? Why don't you just ignore ALL the problems going on in society. While I am at it, I started keeping track of all the items I placed into my freezer just recently this year in late 2023. And as I suspected, I am having items taken out of my freezer – food stealing. And quite a lot, every seemingly new batch of goods after a shop, something gets taken. So, if I put in 4 chicken breast into the freezer for my cat, then 1 of them will be taken. I'm really sick and tired of having my chicken breasts stolen. I noted Coles came up with ‘chicken chunks’, because they won't still ‘chicken chunks’, because it's not as good as a chicken breast. (Chicken chunks are extra ‘manhandled’, and could be possibly be dirty?). I believe Coles did this deliberately, as they noted my chicken breasts, WERE being stolen - they keep tabs too. I noted Woolworths, instead of giving me ‘chicken chunks’, instead, they put their chicken breast on extreme special, as in, ‘we will pay for the thief to steal one of your chickens - because we think it's funny’ - stupid little Woolworths. You're going to get your comeuppance for that attitude. Although I have noted every time, I've since tried to purchase Chicken Chunks from Coles, they've been unavailable, so I pay for them, but on delivery day they just don't bother delivering them, which means I've gotta go to Woolworths - there is something majorly wrong with some of the staff at Coles in Mackay. Also last week I had 2 meat pies taken out of the freezer, possibly some barramundi as well; sometimes I wonder if I forget to mark off as I de-freeze, as I am new to this whole ‘keeping food track’ thing? I do keep my unit locked at all times, occasionally I forget to put my cameras on, like when I emptied the compost, so I suspect this is the opportunity that they are waiting for, because I know I have neighbours who just sit and wait and watch what I do all day long, there are cars outside who do the same as well - they're just sitting waiting, looking for an opportunity to steal (or beep their horns). Dogs. Some get paid a salary for doing this. I blame the government for allowing dogs in the community because they haven't bothered to do anything about monitoring parents, and who exactly, is allowed to have kids. If they did that, I bet I would not have this problem. And I have noticed a pattern forming: With each stamp order that I order for my business from the PostShop; one stamp gets stolen. {Before at Rangari it was one whole pamphlet booklet, now it's just one stamp} And with my chicken breasts; they are stealing one chicken breast out of my four chicken breast in each packet. And out of my 10 washes that I purchased they stole one washer. And one pair of reading glasses out of my pack of glasses were stolen. One Wondercloth out of my 14 were stolen. And this is just the things that I know about, because I have missed them, but there will be heaps of other things that I haven't noticed, storage items. Could this thief be any more juvenile delinquent and stupid? Fuck off you stupid dog and I hope you get cancer and die. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 4. Melaleuca trichophylla tubestock STOLEN Another missing seedling from my seed table, it was a tubestock of a Melaleuca; Melaleuca trichophylla, only 7cm grown. It was taken November 2022 sometime. I hope the girl who stole it, dies asap. It grows to look like this: image from FloraBase I know there are drones that will go out and look for this, but it will not be visible for a few years – slow growing, you will have to wait, but you will be able to see my stolen purple petunia now – find it, get the thief – and this time don’t just find out who the thief is for your personal curious information. Report it - don’t be afraid - show some balls! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 5. Telstra slow internet problems again at Sarina starting from Oct 2022 27/10/2022 - idiot sadist negative nancy working at Telstra and in cahoots with one of my neighbours? who is switching my Internet off in the morning, so then I would have to restart the modem - “ah ha you have to start again” - they are truly retarded. Rack off and go and pesta your mother. Maybe they are incahoots with microsoft nerds - poor little people, can't find any one to love them, so they pester anyone who is single. As I am sure they have heard many times, from their mother whilst growing up: "go away" 6. Again, my neighbours are stupidly stealing from me - male aquarium fish Another male aquarium fish taken last night. Makes it about a dozen fish stolen. My neighbours are definitely stealing from me as they act rally strange every time something is stolen. Although the fly screen was door locked, so I am at a loss to know as to how they get in??? Do I need to dead bolt the door in Summer, in the boiling heat? Curse them. The ones in photo were involved, aswell as a truck, infact 2 drivers in trucks have been going up and down my units all night. All week. Those neighbours were talking this morning next door at 7am, (I do not have a photo of the new couple next door as yet, the girl has black hair shoulder length) and she ‘pretend’ talks to me on the phone so far every morning I have been here, I have to go inside every morning to avoid her – yet this morning she has taken off? Not a coincidence, and I think she is in cahoots with the real estate – Molly at Ray White?? Who I happen to contact last night by email, as there is a leak in my roof. I sent Ray White office photos of the leak, advising them of it. (these units have recently been listed for sale with NO mention of all the structural damage). And the younger man shown yelled out while I was on the loo this morning. Thast was the guy I saw one time when my reader card went missing, as I was outside and had left my door unlocked, I saw him sneakily return to his unit. Caught. - bunch of bloody thieving idiots. I am not sure if this is related but I was having nightmares about aquarium YouTube videos ‘keepingfishsimple’ – this young boy has done 100’s of videos, seemingly helpful, but not once does he mention his name, therefore dodgy, in cahoots with some blonde girl. Fuck off you little idiots. I suspect he stole my red betta fish last week. Plus the neighbours at 108 up the hill harass me re feeding my fish, twice daily, they seem to want to do reminders – FUCK OFF. Then later still early this morning, I was having typical dreams about the dogs – female bitches who give me a hard time in my dreams! “Nicholas is on the phone for you” - then they give me the phone and then hang it up – stupid dog thieves. Fuck off. Fuck I hate having neighbours and living in suburbia. It sucks! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. All the Business’s in Sarina who have stolen from me Been here almost 2 years now. And note, all these shops listed - it is WOMEN who steal from me. Women are so stupid bimbo irresponsible; they can't help themselves to steel something, somehow from me. How did woman get the vote again? Truly useless. Sarina chemist tried to steal from me by not giving me the Pbs listed medication. (pbs- Pharmaceutical Benefits Scheme, meaning capped payment of $5.55 instead of $27) Sarina Dr Clinic tried to steal from me with unnecessary imaging and unnecessary appointments. Same with the other Sarina family medical practice, did exactly the same thing. Pursehouse Sarina tried to steal $20 by overcharging at checkout , and then was reluctant to refund after I called them out on it later. I won't ever be shopping there ever again. Sarina mechanic stole $75 and wanted to steal hundreds of dollars more by saying they don't know what the problem is when they did – mechanic was male, but he was under command of the receptionist woman. I won't ever be going back there ever again. Sarina mitre 10 stole five cents and $.10 – they thought it was a game, the stealing game. Then later a girl refused to sell me a drill bit for the large screw that I had purchased there, so I had to order online and wait. Plus I suspect, one of the staff back then was a fake staff from Centrelink, stalking me and harassing me, and getting me to go back to the store several times because I have a sore foot (they sold me the wrong things deliberately). Sass hair Sarina charged $10 more than the initial quote, and didn't even include a shampoo/ head massage. I won't ever be going back there again. The local Pet Shop stole via overcharging at the checkout but then the bank later refunded me, after initially telling me in writing that they couldn't refund me. So, CBA are guilty here as well - but then, all my fish were stolen, so I think they refunded me so that they could steal my fish and think to themselves that they were justified because they refunded me the initial purchase in full (as opposed to just the bit that they overcharged) -it was very odd, they are thieves, and I won't ever be shopping there ever again. The real estate Ray White is stealing from me by overcharging rent, plus I (plus others) suspect they poisoned my trees. Sarina Woolworths steal from me by mucking up my order and wasting my time. So, I think this is basically every single business I've been to so far in Sarina who have tried to steal from me. Maybe the post office has stolen a couple of items too, ones that never turned up, untracked items, but of course that could've been 2 dodgy sellers who never sent it?? No way of knowing. But as I know at least one of those postal couriers stole my petunia, they could be the thieves too. Oh wait, the petrol station, there are two of them, one of them tried to steal from me by overcharging at check out, the one on Sarina Beach Rd. I don't believe the other petrol station has stolen from me. Well that’s a miracle. Oh, and the Butcher hasn't stolen from me or overcharged me. So 2 business out of all the businesses that I've been to in Sarina over the last two years have not stolen from me. That is ridiculous - you all ought to be ashamed of yourselves, and you're all going to hell, and you're certainly not worthy of my company. Note, there are several “tried” to steal from me’s listed above. I think this is because I'm really used to people trying to steal from me now, I'm very aware that any shop I go into, if there is a girl there - they will try to overcharge me. So now I always catch them before they do it - so if you're not paying attention and don't really think about these things, and don't know automatically, that all women are thieves (myself excluded), then you won't notice that they have overcharged you, and that's what they're counting on. I think those shop girls think most people from Sarina are stupid and don't pay attention, which could well be the case? But I do pay attention; forced attention! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 8. Black Outs and Electricity Problems at Sarina There is a correlation between the power going out and thieves stealing from me. I noted this at Rangari with multiple power outs weekly. I think ‘old men network’ did it?? Old men hate seeing single women win. (By winning I mean, simply being happy). Since I moved to QLD, it is significantly better, hardly any. But after last night’s power out, I will now keep track, because people copycat. 2022 - Power out one time, but did not write down when, old Merve the handyman was involved? I had things taken, maybe related? Mon 6th feb 2023 350pm – did not pay attention to anything that may have been stolen at that time? But I had things taken, maybe related? July, Saturday morning, can’t remember exact day – out for ½ hr, the whole area, I had to phone Molly the rental girl from Ray White, as no neighbours were home, and AT FIRST Ergon said NO KNOWN OUTAGES! They changed their message when I called back after speaking to Molly who said whole area out. I had things taken, maybe related? 9th Aug 2023 – only my PowerPoints went out at 9pm, so I still had ceiling lights, but nothing else worked, it happened for no particular reason, no explanation, I suspect foul play downstairs at power box, I would say someone has flicked my switch off. I have no key to the room downstairs where the power box is (the Mould room), and Ray White Real Estate failed to fix it - lazy antagonistic bitches. It was the SAME DAY that the rental inspection was, and I would say Molly wanted to play Nazi (she must not have a boyfriend – she needs one, go and find her one), plus that day she had asked me to move all of my plants over by 2 inches (!) what the hell! It’s not like there were ANY complaints from neighbours - dick head woman. I would say because she asked me that, she was the one who poisoned my plants – so she should be fired and put in jail. I mean, if it were up to me, I would shoot her point blank. Also, after Molly (property manager) said she would not come here with key to turn my power back on, {not really sure what her problem with me was at that time? The only time I had spoken to her before was when I requested my ceiling fan in the kitchen be fixed, as it had broken or stopped working on my first day here – it took her 3mths to fix it, and only was it fixed, because I had had enough, (it is hotter inside here than outside in summer – it’s quite disgusting) so, I went ahead and arranged a tradie to fix it – so she got wind of that somehow, and sent someone in the next day to fix it. Did I yell at her? NO! did I chastise her in any way for being such a useless twit? NO!} So, I phoned the owner of Ray White Sarina, Richard Murphy, for him to flick the safety switch, he said he’d be here at 7:30am next morning to flick it. But he was not here at 730, he came at 830, and only then because I phoned him 2 times asking where he was. They both had said “well it’s not an emergency so you can wait” Arsholes. Why would you want to set up this kind of hatred from a tenant? They must be stupid. Even Ergon has a faster fix rate than them. So, another bloody stupid blonde as a landlord – God save me from blondes. There is a photo of her here, https://photos.google.com/search/molly/photo/AF1QipNsUF_FmoXm6LZYY3Q0TVLygCX8PYbkML5kN6S3 I can see from her body shape, she was starved as a baby, no doubt the reason why bimbo. I later put in complaint to RTA, as I should have access to power board. They said, they have no rules about that. Again, another unfair situation where they favour a landlord’s rites over a tenants. It also happened again, again I had to wait 24hrs before one of them bothered to stop by with the key. 24hrs no fridge, in this heat. Bad real estate, another bad one. 2nd Nov 2023 Black out 530-532pm today – I think they stole my wildcat trip on Friday? I had been waiting for it ALL YEAR to try and fix my foot again. (I went the following week instead; it did not work the 2nd time). Frozen chicken was stolen, 5 of them from the freezer, plus an elastic band appeared mysteriously when I was in shower, had been looking for it before, it was nowhere to be seen? And a key turned up in padlock that was previously missing? ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. Missing 45 Photo Stories from my Computer and Website, that I’ve had to Re-Upload You know I have all my images in multiple storage spots. One of them is Flickr, and all of my images of photo stories are listed in the public domain, meaning you can use my pictures, my photo stories, for whatever you want. I have no problems in doing this, but I should mention, if you could not delete my originals thanks very much! All the 45 missing images below are are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International license (CC BY-SA 4.0). You are free to: Share, copy and redistribute the material in any medium or format as well as to adapt, remix, transform, and build upon the material for any purpose, even commercially. No conditions. I don’t expect attrition, or even a grateful email letting me know where and when any of these photo stories are published. Free is free. Centrelink Nazis Daewoo Car looks like a mouse Hay Bimbo Naziheads -Hay and Dog Following Me Story, Dogs That Play Sides and Follow Me Around in Cars How to be sane when surrounded by evil, with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection My arms used to look like this, and now they’re spent North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls The Calling of Nature Drive Thru's vs Fancy Restaurants This is what your teenage son does – wake up BIMBO MOTHERS My good flyscreen door. Woodwardii Don’t be afraid of being accused HERO Companies which never paid me my super well, you can try to keep up Santa pot belly theory Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story Flickr admin account thieves - Don MacAskill, Chris MacAskill Good outback driveway I want out I want out I want out - animal cruelty right before my eyes still getting followed around by tv people the cruel martingale still getting followed around by tv people Average Weekly Australian Paypacket Bimbos on tv who do reflections fake families used by ugly women dl photo showing 2 planes in sky above my house Dogs on Phones (re seedy and David Heywood) Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, How to quit smoking Supermarket female rebel frenzy 2 pink linen pillow slips STOLEN, from my church pew storage at gin gin Self-declared important people We can see your garden on Google Maps School art story Ant Nest story with recreation story 9 out of 10 kids in Australia are raised with dysfunctional tactics Maybe she thought I was Jewish? WRONG! Lisa Sutherland, not Witches of Salem, but Witches of Dr Receptionists? Product Placement The Power Games People Play – typical dysfunction and abuse, in families and workplaces Patronizing Pricks playing the Game of Trying to make me Feel Guilty Demure and Respectful not winning Monumental Problems with Receptionists ​ So, I created a new email address, new name, and created a new Flickr account, after I was ban initially. Well 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”, in my new fake name account, mainly just to keep it there for safe storage, as I’ve mentioned many of my photos are stolen, but I do have six other different storage areas, so I can usually always get back any image that has been stolen. I name names, I don’t hold back, if you’re ‘gonna’ 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. I will not be ‘saving face’ for any stupid little thief. {btw, I can see an attention seeking peacock a mile off, so don’t get any ideas of how you can drum up attention for your career.} Anyway, this name and shame philosophy of mine, 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, they are sooo arrogant. Some powers that be, 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 the deliberate actions by spoiled little shit heads, who have had no discipline, from their hopeless parents, and if they aren’t reprimanded, they will continue on their power tripping bully ways, just getting worse, and worse as they get older and older. Its text book. Infact mainly, the people who harass me are women in their 40’s and 50’s – so, yeah, real young! Btw, I recall listening to JJJ back in the 90’s, and there must have been some incident that I was not aware of, with some blonde woman, because the DJ’s on JJJ started doing all these blonde jokes, like they went on and on with “how many blondes does it take to change a light bulb….” etc etc, like 1000’s of jokes, at first it was a little amusing, but then as they just kept going on and on, it was nasty. I felt like infact they were coming up with jokes for my benefit, to amuse me there in my shop at Enmore. This was the time, when Helen Raiser would sometimes “loose the plot”, but I knew exactly what she was talking about. No plot lost. So, I suspect because of all those blonde jokes back then, there are irate blondes who associate me, with coming up with blonde jokes, they blame me for the nastiness on JJJ, and that’s why they steal from me – they really are stupid. So as I always put my photo stories in the public domain, so they can be downloaded if wanted, and I’ve been doing that for the past couple of years, so 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 account, the 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. 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 they have arranged this somehow - without telling me of course if this is what they’ve done that’s news to me. Oh, maybe they just think one account is ample and the “view” thing was a coincidence? But, I also noted; when I search for any of my ‘specific’ named images, – search on Google that is, they don’t show in the results even though PUBLIC DOMAIN. So, something has gone wrong at Google too? Maybe there are some baddies working there. Get rid of them. Off with their heads! Actually, I think they hide my photos because some young stupid bimbo steals them, and so the computer nerds know which ones have been stolen, and plagiarised (and who), but as the thieves are pretty bimbos, who nerds love, they have hidden and ban me. By the way, the original image at the top of this photo story was one of the images that again was stolen, but today when I updated this, I discovered it was stolen again! The whole jpg and psd was gone, only the text remained! So, I did a collage of stolen items I want back. Beanie, fringe top, and my Electric pink frangipani. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 10. The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name? The Same People Stealing from Me, Is Purchasing My Seeds Under Somebody Else's Name Another frozen chicken stolen after I purchased some at Woolworths. Last month I had five chicken breast stolen out of the freezer, so I made a point of emptying the freezer, except for one, and they still stole it! Either stolen while I was at Woolworths, because there was one in the freezer then, or that night when I was asleep? The door was locked at all times. And note whenever someone steals anything of mine someone makes a purchase of my seeds at LocalSeeds.com, NOT A COINCIDENCE. I have sold hundreds of packets of seeds since it opened a couple of years ago, thousands of dollars’ worth actually, - and all of that money I guess, is compensation for items that have been stolen from me - but they don't compensate the full amount only part amount - see on the left the receipt. The buyers name and address are always different, and I have many customers from all over Australia, but mainly South Australia this year, and occasionally a few in Queensland but mainly before this year was Victoria. I have never been contacted by anyone who I have sold seeds to that has corroborated my theory. I was told its ‘Political’ and people find it amusing to see someone else stealing from someone else – it makes them feel better about their lives. Most people are stupid. I have old man who do signs about the thefts, as they know who is stealing from me, but don't want to say anything because the people who are stealing from me are a big conglomerate retail network of dogs. So, I have the postman doing signs "to look" - as they have come up with this rule, a bimbo old man rule, where I've gotta see that it has been stolen within a certain timeframe - if I don't then it's too late, I'm not entirely sure why it's too late, if it's stolen, it's stolen. Time frames don't matter. And also, they send a motorbike hoon past my unit travelling up to Sarina range when they're going to steal something, which they did after I contacted Nestle - nestle are my biggest suspects for this frozen chicken. I had purchased some Nestle chocolate, (Not very nice), and before I opened it I could see that half the chocolate bar was missing, well actually, probably a quarter, so it was unopened and I could bend the packet over on an angle, because it was just missing a big chunk - so I complained to nestle, and they gave me a $10 gift voucher (after I sent them all the requested information -which in itself was time-consuming and probably worth at least $50). So I'm pretty sure it was the girls at Nestle who organised the theft, because I know it's a big retail network that's involved in stealing from me, because Apple people are involved - there was a big update on my iPad before I left to go down to Woolworths; this is another thing they do, whenever they steal something, they do an iOS update - not a coincidence every time (I use my iPad as security camera, so they can somehow turn it off because I've never caught anyone) - yet items get stolen. I also have neighbour dogs who try to play God, the girl next door, who claims her name is Danielle, (yet another neighbour whose name is Danielle), she is guilty of this, like if I tell her something she'll start going "oh well that's fair" - like she thinks it's her decision to decide whether it's fair or not. When the situation does not call for such a decision. Trying to play God - she, like so many bimbos, wouldn't even know, that that's what they're doing. Because somebody who thinks like that is somebody who's likely to steal if they don't think it's “fair” - so they take from the person who they think is not “fair”, and give to the person who think has been ‘hard done by’ - but you see, these bimbos are really stupid, and they get things wrong all the time, and they have no idea how wrong or stupid they are. She has psychological problems. The dogs who work at CBA do this too – NO IDEA HOW STUPID YOU ARE. And don’t get me wrong, this kind of behaviour can work in my favour too – especially since I seemed to be always getting “wronged”, but they more often get things the wrong way around, and steal from someone who has been stolen from; it’s just the ‘other dogs’, know this is what dogs who play God do, so they in turn play sides and try to trick the dogs; which usually works, since they are stupid. But often nothing has anything to do with me! So, leave me alone. Dogs go and play with dogs. I do have a new neighbour who spoke to me for the first time that day, she said her name is Jackie, so it could've been her? When they moved in, it coincided with my figure 8 silver necklace clasp that was stolen four or five years ago now, and 2 address's ago, while I was living at Colosseum on a farm- being returned to the floor in my sewing area, along with all my sewing needles that I just painted for easy identification, they had been strewn on the floor as well - Maybe that girl is trying to save Olivia Newton-John? I have said this numerous times on my blog; fuck off all musicians you're not welcome in my life you seem to not have any brains, and you seem to be all of thieves. The new neighbours play music from the 90s it's really annoying they have no thoughts or consideration for anyone else because we can all hear it and nobody else plays music loudly (no one in my units, the dogs up the hill do), but in fact no one plays music here at all - everybody else who lives here has a brain. They also pretend call me on the phone, both of them, they're a couple. I can't tell you how annoying it is, to have girls following me around with phones trying to speak to me. So, to have 2 living next door now - unbearable. Leeches. FUCK OFF. The door is always locked, so I don't know how they're getting in? Why are they living here anyway in this tiny motel accommodation, they say they both work, so why don’t they have a mortgage, which is much cheaper than renting. I suspect these are dogs specifically placed here due to me, to try to save the stupid blonde who steals from me. As I write this, I'm so pissed off and angry. I can feel the stress accumulating in my stomach and in my top part of my head. I curse whoever stole my food, and whoever is tormenting me - and I hope they get cancer and die immediately. Get the fuck out of my life, you're not welcome, you greedy thieving attention seeking leeches. The police don't do anything about the thefts - they are hopeless. I think some of them even do signs "well it's political", as in, "if only you were more popular, then no one would steal from YOU ". fuck off you big fat police bullies, what is this, high school? oh, and one of the units is a guy, that hoons by in a monster car, and I think, I'm not sure about this, but he just reminds me of someone in my primary school, named Warrickson or something, I can barely remember, and I did try to find my card where I've got the whole class's names listed, but it is it's gone, it has been stolen! So, it probably is him? maybe he's decided to join in the thieving too? maybe he's some sort of psycho from Gunnedah that is stalking me, just because I'm from Gunnedah? well, who knows - of course it could be someone else entirely - my facial recognition skills are pretty bad. ​ When they took my last chicken breast, they also took my Mini pink lotus plant, and they placed a chip in my mug (same mug that I recently purchased a replacement of, but they did not deliver it) - chips are a common thing that passive aggressive dogs do. The probably also took some of my homemade rocky road from the fridge, at the time I ate some I thought some was missing, but dismissed it as ‘I probably ate it’ - but when I found out about the other things taken, they probably took some too. ​ It’s really good rock road, with a secret ingredient, and no nuts, infact the recipe was ‘signed’ to me, I will share it online now ​ Divine Rocky Road 150g Coles Pink and White Marshmallows (quartered) 190g of that horrible Woolworths Belgian milk chocolate block (melted) 100g Lindt Excellence Supreme Dark Chocolate 90% Cocoa block (melted 180g Nestle Plaistowe 70% Cocoa Baking Chocolate Block (melted ¾ bag Allen's Ripe Raspberries Lollies Bag 190g (halved) 7tbs Desiccated Coconut Plus, I will include a photo of me doing “food preparation” as I was cutting the marshmallows in to quarters, I especially took this photo to show my FILTHY NAILS, I had been gardening, so they were full of dirt. Extremely unhygienic. So, I took this photo quite deliberately as I was cutting away, thinking of a plan of how to stop people from stealing my food. So now you know, you had better not steal my food, as it may be contaminated with anthrax, and botulism or Toxoplasma gondii oocysts – seriously I have cat, he defecates all over the place. ​ Little birdie told me, they are stealing from me when I purchase from Woollies, as the oppressive, jealous and stupid dogs, who reside on my back – wishes me to shop at IGA ! such idiots; you don’t get to decide where I shop and HA about that! And also, HA, I AM SPECIAL ha hahahha ha ah ah……… ​ ​ ​ ​ 11. Molly Lookalike on Warrior Women show by Bimbos On Prime Uk Show - Get Off My Back You Stupid Dog I'm really sick and tired of bimbo girls in the television industry (dog types), who interfere and meddle in my life; they get lookalikes of people who cross my path, and put them on screen, such as in this instance, in this show called Warrior Women in the Prime Video app, (A show about Joan Arc, although when I saw the lookalike, I just switched it off - as it means that whatever they're saying from then on, is complete bullshit - they certainly are not taking their jobs seriously. I mean when I used to watch Netflix, they had dogs who would just steal from me, but these dogs seem to want to interfere in my life, and psychologically manipulate me. Plus they somehow pulled in my next-door neighbours who live at 108 range Road, into the whole manipulation process, again by frequently yelling out and beeping their car horn at specific times. The lookalike, is of Molly the rental girl, who has stuffed me around on multiple occasions, and basically is a bitch. Are you trying to remind me that she is a bitch? Are you trying to play sides? or what the hell are you REALLY trying to do? I received an email from Molly yesterday stating they have closed and gone away on Christmas holidays. However as I'm uploading this photo, she turns up with 3 people who she started showing around the property (Property is supposedly up for sale, but that Real Estate and Molly, are people who play games, so I wouldn't take anything that they say as fact). The 3 people in the end said they were not interested and left. Oh what a surprise. Those 3 people are somehow related to television dogs? Possibly same meddling producer of Warrior Women has sent them to annoy the crap out of Molly, as they knew she was on holidays?? Or possibly they're annoying their crap out of me? As you can see from the response, which I seem to have to write about, in order to stop, because I can assure you, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, it has been happening for years and years and years and years. I'm really bloody sick of it. Rack off you stupid dogs - just fuck off and get your own life. Your money is not welcome here. Things to look forward too and be happy about: ​ 12. People Who Drive Around All Day Looking For Single People To Leave Their Homes, So They Can Steal From Them I stopped outside the front of this house, as on the wide footpath area, there was a bottlebrush, that I was collecting seed from. After maybe 30 seconds, I was beeped by a woman in a dark black car who was driving past me, (towards my house) she had auburn blondy brown hair. {I frequently get beeped at, and not by people who know me and just say Hey! -But by interfering idiots who tell me “You lose” or “you win” – the dogs have figured out a way to do ‘codes’ – and no, this is real, and not a crazy thing (unfortunatly its real)}. And there was some guy, he was tall, black hair, I think he might've been Islander, who scooted past me at the same time, on a 2-wheel scooter. I felt like those two were in cahoots, like they were territorial dogs, implying that I had no business to stop there, and collect seed. When in actual fact I DO, and I can. I do not need anybody's permission, or need to explain what I am doing. Collecting seed from a public street tree on a footpath, or medium strip area is perfectly fine. And NOT anyone else’s business. I had items stolen from me, when I was out that day - frozen chicken breast from my freezer. It's like whenever I leave my unit, somebody, and I'm fairly sure at this point, it is most definitely those car hoons, that seem to have nothing to do except follow me around, and dive outside my unit - up and down, all day, and often all night. I think somebody actually pays them to do it? Surely they couldn't be that retarded, to have nothing else better to do? One other time, shortly after I moved here, I was talking to the handyman here, and forgot to lock my door as we talked and went downstairs, and I literally heard those hoons drive in off the street, and park outside my unit. – taking full advantage of the fact that I forgot to lock the door. They took my nutribullet cup. However, they must have since leant to pick locks, because I ALWAYS lock it when I leave, since that point, even to check mail or do the rubbish and compost. But they still get in and take many items. Whenever I look at a car hoon, is always a young female driver. DOGS, just like what the neighbour next door is breeding. Dogs breeding dogs. This is the trash that needs to be dealt with. People who ‘trash talk’ are not usually the trashy dogs. Don’t be fooled. Infact they probably would never be. Dogs are quiet and sneaky, so as to go under the radar, to sneak in and steal. Police and politicians (well the Bundaberg/Gin Gin Politician, Colin Boyce MP) do not understand how dogs operate at all. CLUELESS. So, there were actually 4 cars parked at that house when I was collecting my seed that day, 2 inside the gate, and 2 outside the gate. I did not get a photo. But later, after I realised about the beeping and the theft, that it might have had something to do with the owners of this house, so I went back to get the photo of those cars, but they had all left except for that black SUV. I am not sure if that was one of the four cars parked there on the day, but I checked several times later in the weeks following, but the other 3 cars never returned. So, this really confirms it for me, the people in this house are guilty too. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 13. Kangaroo Mince Stolen from my Locked Car at Sarina Mitre 10 Carpark I just driven directly down from the Pet Shop in Mackay to Mitre 10 carpark at Sarina. In that time 2 bags were stolen out of my eski from the locked car. I had purchased 9bags, but the thief took 2. I should mention I did have all the windows open as I was driving through Mackay, so there were A NUMBER OF LIGHTS, (especially at GlenPark st/Sams Rd/Joint Levee Rd intersection), where a sneaky thief may have had a chance to steal through the open back window, via distraction method. However, at the Mitre 10 car park, I saw a suspicious old lady pull up next to me (that’s why I know my car was locked, as when I saw here, I doubled back, and checked it). Now, there are also a few other varying factors, one, there was also a GIANT snake on my air con when I got home, he appeared to be stuck there, but by next morning he was gone. I do not believe in coincidences, so the whole theft and snake thing may be related and may be related to the pet shop in Mackay, possible the owner was trying to honour is wife “my wife is not stupid, you’re crazy”. Or perhaps the sales boy who did the finale sale transaction for the additional 2 kg of roo mince had some sort of weird grudge, as I actually had left the shop, but went back in 5 mins later to return something that I felt was overpriced (not that I said it was overpriced at the time), but instead of asking for a refund, I requested a swap for the 2 additional roo meats. Maybe he is some sort of stalking psycho. However, there is another factor; This frozen kangaroo mince theft has happened before, multiple times, starting from when I lived near Agnes Water at Miriam Vale / Colosseum. {I don’t recall that kangaroo meat was stolen when I lived at Rangari for some strange reason?} Anyway, so apparently there are a lot of stupid wives, and apparently, it’s all my fault that they’re stupid. Well guess what! Of course, it’s not my fault. Your wife is just bloody asleep, and I was trying to wake these bloody sleepy beauty women up on Facebook, but I was banned by doing so, because these little prick husbands don’t actually want their wives to be fully awake - they like having stupid wives. Take your fucking dysfunction and shove it up your arse. I will not have a bar with any of you. Get it through your thick fucking heads and stop fucking stealing from me. By the way, Mitre 10 advises me, that there is a camera across the road that looks directly into their car park, placed by QLD Roads and Traffic. I am in the process of applying via “right to information”, for the footage, although they want $55 for the footage, and the woman I spoke to was a dog. Such thieving bitches at QLD Government. I also put in a police complaint via their online process, however they got back to me and said ‘There wasn’t enough information to put in a report’ - gee, I wonder what that’s about. Also, btw, there are cameras at many of the lights in Mackay. And over the course of the day, and the day before the theft, I mysteriously received multiple seed orders. I believe this was a planned robbery by the stupid dogs and now someone, possibly a husband, or someone trying to play God, has seen how stupid they are, and has tried to compensate me with seed orders. While it certainly, is nice getting multiple seed orders, (to pay for Tulips roo mince), it certainly doesn’t compensate for the theft in anyway. Comprehende. Stress, Time, Bother and Peace of Mind – you cannot afford to steal from me. I may have not have won, re the theft – but the THIEF LOST big time. They just can’t see it yet, and maybe never will. Stupid. I want to add re the usual dog people problems I have, as in, “Ye who can hear me is Ye who is stealing from me”. Well, a few days before the theft, I was listening to a podcast, and I personally believe it was because of Josh and Chuck’s little disrespectful comment, that triggered the theft. Stupid little dogs who can hear, pick up on the ‘tone’; they are like monkees, who copy everything and are ‘egged’ on, and they would especially copy someone like Josh and Chuck. Making a joke at someone else’s expense is what trashy people do. Btw, Josh and Chuck should do an episode on “How not to waste your money”, like for example, don’t buy a pet if you can’t afford to feed it, and don’t buy a brand-new car when you’re young, always buy a second-hand. I mean that’s a really obvious one, but I’m sure that Josh and Chuck could think of some creative good ones. (Btw I have no regrets purchasing my new car at 23! If done again, I would do the same thing, I loved that car!!) Read my “Bike Stealing in Boganville Australia” too, as I mention the story about who may have stolen my cousins fancy whackydoo bike back in 1993; my friends sister and her then boyfriend, (a married man), as shortly after that, she moved to Mackay, so I am not sure if the married man moved to Mackay, and that’s why she moved too? But a definate “slight of hand theft” may have been done via escooter and the open back window?? ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 14. Devious Mouse Theft This is the PC mouse that I use, I've been purchasing this model (I say model, as it is unbranded), for quite some years now. It's perfectly suited to my feminine hand. Most mouses are made for men and their man hands. I noticed 4 years ago, this mouse suddenly started to not work properly after 12 months, and I had to purchase another one. I thought every time it happened, that maybe my computer was hacked, some computer nerd was mucking about with my mouse, as 12mnths is not long enough for a mouse to fail. But when I purchased another one, the next one worked fine, so I didn't really concern myself too much about it - until this time; with my brand-new mouse, something happened to it and it just stopped working altogether, so I got out my old one, I hadn't thrown out yet, started using it, and what do you know, it was working perfectly fine! I would say most definitely, the computer nerd who made this mouse, is hacking peoples computers and making the mouse misbehave, so that their customer has to purchase another one. This is an absolute disgraceful theft, the person doing this belongs in jail. ​​ 15. Shift in Mentality needed re Plant Material Theft Do you see the plant above; notice there is a stem without a leaf? I came outside one morning and this plant was lying on the ground, not only that but my shade cloth had been moved across. I sometimes note there seems to be drunks who wander around at night and do stupid things? Well, I just thought this was yet another stupid thing, until I noticed the leaf missing - this, I feel was not just an accident. I suspect, as I had that day, moved the planter to the back of my Ute, where he could catch the rain - so someone has driven past, seen it, thought "how pretty", and has come back and stolen a leaf, so they can do a leaf cutting (leaf cuttings are fairly easy, particularly if you've done a horticultural course). So, I am writing about this and expressing my annoyance, because this is theft, plain and simple THEFT - which is considered a crime by the Australian police, and which you could be charged for, and incarcerated. And indeed, if this person had been caught with proof, then this is what would be happening to them - over this tiny little leaf. And I've noticed that there seems to be a mentality where people think if they take a cutting, or a branch, or a flower from someone's plant - then this is not theft. Well wake up bimbos, because it is theft. And possibly I'm being a bit too severe here, because I believe people need to learn that it's wrong to take plant material from somebody else's plant. If you observe a young child; their natural instinct is to just take what they want, (Natural Born Thieves), and an adult is meant to have LEARNT not to do that - but some of them get to adulthood and have not learnt this. Or maybe only associate that 'rule' with certain things, and not plants as they grow in nature "for free", and so just take them for granted. They seem to just completely put out of their mind, the fact that the owner had to pay for the plant, from a nursery, and then has tended it, cared for it, plus, may not wish to make the plant available to the rest of the community. Not only is taking any plant material from someone's garden theft, but it's just plain disrespectful. And so far has monetary value goes for that little leaf - I mean that person might make a plant from that leaf, then from that plant, produce more and more, infact hundreds of plants could result from that 1 leaf. So, that actually is a significant monetary value. What I find bizarre and ironic about these stupid bimbo thieves, is that if they had just asked me, I would say sure, and I would've cut them off a whole stem that had roots on it, but instead they decided to sneak around at night, break into my carport area, and not only take a leaf, but vandalise the plant in the process - stupid stupid stupid. Unfortunately, I am hearing a lot of plant thefts going on worldwide at the moment. The Americans and the Thais are having issues with public stealing their plants directly out of nurseries in afterhours time. Biologist and scientists are having difficulties with data and information about plant discoveries of plants out in the wilderness - with them having to change and edit their findings, so as not to reveal the location of such species; so they are not dug up and stolen by people in the trade who sell them. I really feel this has become an even huger problem in the last two or three years; it's like the world is finally waking up to nature and the environment, and what a good thing it is - unfortunately this bad behaviour is a side effect of 'woken people'; theft of a good thing. Btw, that plant above was a side shoot taken from a store bought Syngonium “Neon”. The side shoot, I noted was a slightly smaller dwarf version of its mother plant, which I was a little excited about and wanted to grow on to see if it keeps its smaller features or if it was just smaller when young. So far, still smaller. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 16. Chip placed in my glass tank after I uploaded my YouTube aquarium vid 17th July 2023. It’s like this thief is waiting around for me to like them, and or behave differently than how I am, and then since I never do (and never will), they throw a tantrum steal from me. Could they be any more STUPID? I don’t think so. And it reminds me of that obsessed house mistress from school, who has proceeded to stalk me around. One time I heard her, {I am fairly certain it was her – since she is such a coward, and only stalks me from afar, I’m never 100% sure}, but she mumbled something about ‘oh we are friends now’ like implied that we were fighting before, but now we are friends. Fucking LUNATIC! So, it could be her stealing from me? We are not friends WE NEVER WILL BE Get it. I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU ON THE HEAD, YOU STUPID DOGS. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 17. Seed Stealing through the Post- with Australian Government Saving the Thieves Just as I suspected. I've had quite a few seeds "disappear" in the post, often I would receive a letter a couple of months later stating seeds have been "confiscated" by Australian quarantine at the airport. But the letter doesn't actually say what seeds they are, and who they're from or even the country they are from - which is a bit of a nuisance when you're ordering multiple packets of seeds from various people all across the world. But I've always thought that neighbours were stealing them because, I know they have, at some addresses - The Posty delivers them deliberately to my neighbours because they know my neighbours would want such seeds- they often highly desirable seeds and ornamental. I belief someone in the government is trying to save those little thieving bimbos, by sending me a letter saying the seeds have been confiscated. Either way, I know some such Australian government department are targeting me, and stealing my seeds, whilst everybody else is allowed to receive seeds from overseas. Get off my back you thieving blonde cunts in government department; who not only steal my seeds, but still many other ideas I have. SO UNGRATEFUL and blonde. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 18 Missing Sticky Tape, similar to this but with yellow label, Dec 2023, Sarina I'm thinking it was stolen by my neighbours who took it at the same time they returned the clasp that they stole 4 years ago now (or however long it was). They took it when they also strew my sewing machine needles all over the floor (for some bizarre reason), and placed yet another chip in my good mug, (thast 2 they have done now), and stole my good cotton seeds, and of course, took the food out of the freezer. Oh, as well as stole the 8 inch air stone, mini lotus plant, and I'm pretty sure they took some potting mix as well from the carport. So they did this when I was asleep - I am fairly certain, although I can't be too certain? I just know that the door could be unlocked when I'm asleep, plus the needles appeared on the floor one morning when I awoke. But I did notice a few other things gone after I returned from a trip into town. So I am thinking, maybe they are stealing when I leave the unit? I mean, I just can't be certain? Am I meant to not go anywhere from now on? For fear of being broken into and having this ridiculous absurd, highly antagonistic, petty theft, going on in my life? Am I meant to say to my seed customers: “Well, there was a delay on your order, as I was unable to get to the postbox to send them; you see, I have to wait until my new 'thieving little girl' of a next door neighbour leaves - as they stole from me last time I left my unit. So, I'm just waiting upon their departure; she leaves every seven days, and then returns seven days. {Although it seems to be all higgledy piggledy over the Christmas / New Year.} - So sorry about the wait - but the unfortunate nature of the 'bimbo bogan Australian', wanting to jump on the conga line of stealing from me, has caused many problems in my life, and has now extended to you; those silly bimbos don't realise it is not just me that they are affecting; my path crosses many other peoples lives, what affects me affects many. Stupid Little Australian Bimbos. Off with their heads.” Why my posty who delivers to my door, is unable to drop off my letters; is a nuisance. Anyway, I have had my door lock fixed, and I have not been anywhere since the last theft; so I have had a short period of time with no theft. Such bliss. This was returned later. ​ ​ ​ ​ 19. Dodgy Australian Thief Exposure plus their media REWARDERS So, this seller on Ebay who remains anonymous, (as a typical coward thief does) stole my pure essential rosemary oil, my brand-new FULL bottle. As I need my rosemary essential oil, I wanted to purchase some more, but I didn't want to purchase from my usual supplier because I only wanted this 1 bottle, and postage would be considerably cheaper to purchase a single item on eBay. I've done in the past. So, I purchased this 1. It turned up a couple of weeks later, and IT IS NOT PURE ROSEMARY ESSENTIAL OIL at all, it is diluted, so they have cut it with a carrier oil of some sort. There is a noticeable difference between this product and my usual suppliers bottle. The brand of this product is Lotus, as you can see in the photo. The seller goes by the name of lotus_oil - and NOT by chance, when the oil was stolen, they stole my lotus plant too – dug it up out of my mini pond. So, this person as far as I'm concerned is the thief, they stole it, and have used it to dilute a carrier oil, to sell on ebay. So, there would be other victims too. I highly recommend not purchasing essential oils on eBay, especially Australian ones. I also want the police to go and do something about this stupid little bimbo thief. Furthermore, the rosemary bottle that was stolen, was returned to me three months after it was stolen, with the bottle near empty. I can't believe how arrogant “entitled” people steal in this manner - they have no idea about the consequences that they're going to have to face. And, ha about that you stupid bitch. Although now that I have exposed this little stupid bimbo in public. I am sure there are going to be numerous computer nerds out there, who are now going to reward them with free business promotions. I've seen this happen REPEATEDLY with thieving dishonest sellers. And there are heaps in the seed business, and plant/horticultural world. These businesses have gotten where they have gotten because they stole from me, and then been rewarded for it. I'm not sure entirely who is rewarding thieves, in “Ned Kelly” type manner, I suspect it's the ABC, as they also reward ”baddies” by putting them on television. But for anyone with common sense, and who's honest, and is apposed to thieves; do not buy from this person they are a thief. Plain and simple. ​ ​ ​ 20. Stolen Cotton Silk Shirt, Short Sleeve, Summer, Slightly Transparent, Taken 2023 At Sarina,QLD I know this is a terrible photo, but it's the only one I have. I just by chance saw it on my computer, that top was stolen last summer, 2023. I made it in 2016. It's a beautiful cotton silk summer short sleeve shirt, it's slightly transparent and has wooden buttons. It was stolen in Sarina, near Mackay, Queensland, Australia, from my home address at 110 Range Road. Obviously, it would've been stolen by a stupid bimbo; name and shame them, that's the only way they'll learn. The buttons give it away, so if I put it on Facebook someone may recognise it. If you do - you know what to do. Update: ACTUALLY I remembered incorrectly about this top. I thought it was silk cotton, and I thought I made it in 2016, but I totally got it wrong. As I was reminded today, by some little busybody; it wasn't silk cotton, it was silk pongee. I purchased the silk in 2020 as a cheap remnant (2 pieces) and it was a raw silk, so undyed. I purchased some dye as well, it was Drimarene, in black, from kraftkolour (I do remember that it dyed very easily). And I made the shirt in 2020, while I was living at kookaburra Park, Gin Gin. I now remember how pleased I was with myself, as I had a very small amount of bargain priced expensive fabric, in 2 pieces, and I managed to make a large size shirt from them, with only a little tiny sliver of scrap left over!! So the fabric scraps and dye cost me $22plus postage, a totl bargain for a silk shirt in a large size (a silk shirt would retail for $200+ and that is if you can find one!). So, I'm thinking someone from kookaburra Park stole it. I wouldn't be surprised if it was my landlord. My previous landlord was Cate Rogers, if someone would like to go check her wardrobe for it? I know there's many people in the community that have absolutely no problems waltzing into somebody else's house and going through their wardrobe, and all of their things, in fact. So why not put your unhealthy perverse medalling abilities to some actual good use. Note; the buttons may have been changed, but I'm thinking the name tag will still be there, with my name on it. And possible the same unknown person who reminded me that it was silk, and not silk cotton may have been the person who took it? Although those people, have a tendancy to save the stupid bimbos who steals from me. More likely. (Superhero Wannabees). And the reason I thought it was made in 2016 was because that photo above was taken in 2016 (metadata). So actually that is my other very dark larger brown rayon shirt, that I still have. And I do not have a photo of my black silk shirt. It was just after I made this infact, that I thought about taking photos of every finished product I do. (Unless I did, and the photo was stolen? Also a common thing.) ​ ​ ​ ​ Narcissistic women problems following me trying to but in it is not up to me to maintain your property - you stupid lazy landlord This septic mess is down and out the back of my property, an area I rarely frequent. I only just happened to be down there, when I saw what was going on and took a photo. There has been a crack in the septic ever since I moved in here, but due to some sort of blockage today, I can see the full extent of the problem, I assume nobody else either thought the hole to be a problem. I can see now that it is a HUGE problem, and it is moisture from that, slowly leaking out of the hole in that septic pipe which is going onto the back wall and causing the whole back wall to rot and also causing mould in my unit. So, I asked the landlord to fix this hole, and remove the overhead tree branch which is blocking the gutters. And they refused to. And they gave me Notice to Leave. (!) So, this is the kind of issues that parliament should be dealing with; Dodgy landlord that instead of fixing problems they just asked the tenant to leave. Plus, having to deal with rental girls about these issues, causes problems for me, they are all bitchy and tyrannical, and they expect me to do all of these things for them, when they don't do anything that's required of them, like this maintenance. This whole rental situation is completely unfair, I suspect nobody has done anything about it because nobody has a loud enough voice to get anything done. And I just want to mention the whole rental world is dominated by women there is a whole big dog network, and this is possibly why nothing has been done about it because I haven't met any man in fact who can stand up to a tyrannical woman. And I bet nobody else here in my unit has put in any complaints about the mould and rot. There's 13 people that live here, I bet I'm the only one that has been brazen enough to make a complaint, and now look what's happened OUT. Disgusting real estate and landlord behaviour. Real estate girl is Molly Dunbaven at Ray White, landlord is Val Badham, who apparently has dementia, and her son manages this place. Oh and I need to say: the pipe with the hole can't be replaced because it is in the cement part that comes off the septic tank, it's all connected, one great big cement mould must've been used. But it can still be fixed easily. I'm just wondering, maybe they don't they know how to fix a hole in a cement pipe?? My suggestion is to go onto YouTube, there's heaps of videos on how to fix such problems. (men; they don't make them like they used to). And, I would say, this is a problem I could easily fix, but guess what, this is not my property, I'm not going to fix it for you because you treat tenants like crap, and you kick them out whenever you feel like it - even if I fix the whole place up for them. Landlords are disgusting selfish greedy people. How many septics have I fixed over the years? How much gratitude have I received? (Heaps and none). ​ ​ YOUTUBE NAZI MIDDLE AGE UGLY FAT MEN, DELETED MY ACCOUNT: SO THAT INCLUDES THIS VIDEO: Getting to the root of the problem; bacteria mould in my unit Items Stolen at Sarina - Page 2 BACK 1 2 (this) Fullscreen Page | Emily Bieman's Blog Emily Bieman's Blog ABOUT P1 BTW, females are the biggest persecutors in my life. Women are woman’s worst enemy. It seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, eat better than them, have a nicer car than them, then, and only then are they ‘sweet’ and respectful to you. SUCH JEALOUSY. Jealousy from other women, and woman following me around/stealing from me, is my biggest bane. (So weird, fuck off). And I am way too strong willed to be married! Besides, men are too weak; all they want to do is fight. I even find if I encounter a married man, all they still want from any other woman, is to “wrestle” - and even better if they’re not married to her, as not only do they not need to be respectful at all , but they won’t have any problems with other men coming around for retaliation. They are such cowards too. Hopeless. What’s more, they do not recognize their weakness; they think fighting is being strong – juveniles!! Take Barrack Obama for in instance – what a smooth talker- and so smart and good looking (!), but what happened in his career – oh guess what – a WAR. There seems to be no exceptions to my theory of weakness. (AND hence why I have not been able to walk for the past six years - just some stupid unknown arsehole who wants to fight . “Hey unknown dickhead, I'm not going to pat you on the head, ever, - deal with it). Btw, I have known stupid woman just like that too, with a tendency to fight like a rabid dog; I believe it is a learnt ‘personality trait’, from being around / growing up with arsholes. You know being poor, is better than being around arsholes. Think about it. Leave! So having said that, still women are the biggest problem in my life, and in society as far as I am concerned - I have to write this blog because people are scum. I am saving myself from them. My blog has had a very positive affect on my life, writing about the way it is and things that exactly happened to me, has resulted in a greatly reduced number of thefts (but they still do it). The harassment from within Kookaburra park at Gin Gin has basically gone, apparently, I have woken them all up!! Writing my blog has been the best way to combat specific problems that I have within society. This Blog is more effective than the police. Although I suspect the police read it, as I have called the police many times whilst at Gunnedah, to try and combat the thievery, not that they did anything, but possibly 1 or 2 may also have become obsessed with me. So here, they can see more than what they could understand if I just phoned them up and complained about all the thefts. Many people, especially young police, do not really understand all the tactics used by evil thieving women. So this blog started off mostly about describing the thieving ugliness of what is going on in my life (and how I feel about that – it’s no good just writing what about what these dogs do, you have to put down how they make you feel – if you just say what happened, bullies will laugh, but if you add; if you were here, I would verbally bazooka bomb your head off, then it makes a difference, they can start to see, and little bits of empathy will sieve through their little brains (sometimes you need to be extremely emphatic ). And rack off all musicians , more about them later. Just writing about it here in the public arena has put an end to a lot of the problems I was experiencing from bullies. It’s truly amazing in fact, how this blog has really helped me. So it started off just describing stolen items, but it has progressed into stories from my life, observations, general grievances, - a lot of grievances! And things that are good, things that are bad, ways to improve quality of life on mass from behaviour changes, not just money. I heard someone say “how typical” a woman, she has found a way to ‘nag’ even though she’s not married! 😁. Most little stories on here have been thought about well in advance before I write them, sometimes years, but I notice there are certain types who read my Blog, then want to remind me of any bits of my stories that I may have left out !! Or any facts that they think I should know in relation as to the 'why' and the 'motivation' of people, which sometimes is helpful, so thank you. ​ Aside from the thefts, and verbal harassment out in public , (more about that later, as this is a HUGE problem - dogs yelling out at me out in public, nonsensically), but one of the other biggest ‘banes’ in my life, as a single woman, are people (cunts), in the community who want “to teach me a lesson”. This has been an ongoing problem all my adult life, it’s a huge nuisance. They are nuisance people who do it – 3rd borns. There has been so many instances, but as an example; the court incident at Gin Gin. If I wanted to save myself, I had to go to court. The dogs basically put me in the situation where I had to learn about the ‘court rules’, and how to win at court, as before when I went to save my Bond at Gladston Court, I was quite naive and didn’t know what was expected in a court situation. So, the second time round, of course I got it right, and but like it was all unnecessary. The only reason I had to go was because the dogs wanted to teach me a lesson on how to win in court. Annoying, time wasting and stressful. And btw, what I really learnt, as much as the dogs do not want to admit it; in court, it does not matter if you are right or wrong, it is the person who ‘presents’ as ‘godly’ and plays by the unwritten social rules, who will win. There was another instance, with a male flatmate who wanted to teach me lesson (God knows what about!), but he locked the big doors, so that when I moved I would have to take the large furniture out the other narrow way - just an arsehole thing to do. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about it last week AM. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully cunts. ​ There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about last week am. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully arseholes. Some people think this whole blog has been brought about simply not owning my own home, or at least not having the security of safe living accommodations. Infact before I go further I will put here this story, called “I totally get screwed in Australia because I have no privacy”; so, what happens (all the time), if I notice something good, and want it, suddenly 50 other million dogs want it too, so then because of demand (and greedy people), I can't get it and my plan gets thrown out the window. This has been pretty much true in every single area of my life, not just ideas, little ideas, and projects that I do, but including housing, work, and career. All there are in this country are thieving dogs. I will give you an example, in 2006 I ended up living in this nice house, and you know I thought how nice it would be to own a house like this, and I kind of did some calculations and figured out the difference between renting and purchasing at that particular time in my life; mid-thirties. I figured out that it was actually a much better option for me to rent rather than purchase. It would be the cheapest option. But at that time in my life, I didn't have to factor in expensive rents or availability of rentals. Because to that point in my whole adult life, I'd had no problems ever, finding somewhere to live, and paying a cheap rent, (what I could afford). So, that was the decision, renting forever. I didn't think too much of it again - little did I know what was instore come 15 years’ time. Anyway, the following week, after figuring all this out, I think I might've written all my calculations on paper as well, but guess what segment appears on The Morning Show on channel 7? - a whole segment about how “it's cheaper to rent rather than purchase” with David Koch. So, I definitely know this is NOT A COINCIDENCE. The fact that this media, did a whole segment on something I had just figured out, and by putting it on television, so many people would see that, and thought to themselves too “renting it is then” - THIS is the main reason why I'm having so many problems at this point in my life, if I didn't have any dogs perving on my personal intelligence, then I would have no problems now living somewhere, and paying rent. The fact that I have dogs following me around copying everything I do, is why I don't have anywhere to live at the moment. The dog network. Fuck all of them. This whole “teach her lesson” is specifically related to being a single woman. An easy bully target. (I just know so many people, married woman, who would think “what, no, there’s not people in the community who do that – it must be all in your head”. Well WRONG, they DO do it.). I do recall back, in 2005 when I was doing my Horticulture course at TAFE, I was experiencing a lot of problems at that time within the Gunnedah community, I mean atrocious behaviour, harassing, tormenting, following me around, - total invasion of my privacy, by, as far as I knew, complete strangers, but ones with major dysfunction (socially retarded). I really had no defence, no one on-side, I did have people I could talk to, but I felt, they thought, if they really took the time to listen, and are made to be fully aware and conscious of what’s going on in my life, then they will feel obliged to do something, like they literally have to do something about these awful people, so then they would have to become some sort of “action hero”!! which they don't want, and which is really a little odd, because I do not expect anyone to be any action type hero, and in fact I know that’s a role certainly that no-one in my family is going to play! And because they feel like that, I can’t even talk about what’s directly going on in my life. Bizarro world. {I do expect police to do something about the blatent crimes}. But it was my head teacher at Tafe, who I had problems with anyway, he was a little bit of a misoge. BUT, he could actually see what was going on, as these people would harass me at Tafe in the classroom too, whilst they were outside (always from afar, such bully cowards). Basically, he’s one of those rare persons that could actually see what was going on in my life. Not many people can really see , let alone make any helpful suggestions - he suggested I write everything that happens to me down. Cole, was his name, such good advice. And I had forgotten that I did actually do that, for the remainder of the short time I lived in town, in Gunnedah. I found it this year and read it - and oh my gosh it was so bad the things that were happening to me back then, I don’t know how I manage to survive! Of course, it wasn’t on the Internet back then, it was just on my computer, in word. So, I think actually putting it online in public view, is key, it has made the difference this year, keep reading you will see. Plus, verbally writing your ‘beef’ with someone, should be commended, it far outweighs physical violence or stealing from your enemy, like what I have encounted. (Dysfunctional unhealthy twits). Ofcourse you too may have to resort to your own blog, as the oppressive nazis who run social media now cannot anywhere near handle the truth about life – they want to perpetuate fake fairy-tale world. I find in life even really good people need to be reminded to do the right thing, reminded not to lie, steal, or cheat. Reminded to be honest, reminded to be honourable. People need reminding. I have been accused of lying several times now, and being crazy, when in fact they’re the ones who are as blind as bats, and just can’t see what’s going on - you know this infuriates me; people’s stupidity - but I’ll try not to be too judgemental at their naivete, we were all young once. ​ My Blog has come about in 2020, due to being 'chased off' by bullies and 'ban' from social media, and being advised (inadvertently by the police) that I could say whatever I liked, but only on my website, but I couldn’t say whatever I liked on social media, which I definatly don’t adhere to, but that was their rule, that they came up with. They didn’t like me and didn’t like what I had to say about the world. {They think it’s up to them what I say on social media – they are so arrogant (and wrong)}. ​ I am really a ‘homebody’ type, and not a ‘party girl’ type, never have been a party girl, as I have never found people that great, mostly, actually, I find people rude, unaccepting and threatened by me (well, I mean, I do have big hair!) but I do like being on my own, I never feel lonely or depressed, ever. Happy not to be connected with other people, I like my own company, I can find happiness and joy on my own, I don’t need anybody else to feel whole. ​ I often find, it’s not “the bad guys” out there who are stealing, it's the people who are directly in your life, and know what you’re up to, your habits, and what goes on. I would like to state that I have never caught anyone red-handed stealing from me, so I only have my assumptions and suspicions on who is stealing from me. If I had hard and fast direct proof, which is what the police require, I would most definitely have taken my issues to the police and they could have done something about the thieves, and then that would’ve been the end of that. But life is not that simple, easy or pleasant. Thieves are sneaky, and do not wish to be caught. They have many friends, they know how to play the game. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, because, how dare someone steal from me! And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in all people , cannot handle an angry woman, at all. I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. ​ And so, I’ve had to rewrite and reword some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho with my suspicions. But I did want to really portray how angry I was, still am, and how much of the thief’s 'dysfunction', has been passed across to me, resulting in a changed psyche. I feel a lot of people have an attitude of “I am not happy, so I am going to make sure you’re not happy” – they try to fuck things up for me, and they succeed. ​ Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken (after about 5yrs), and I’ll not forget or forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. ​ I make no apologies for my blog, it is the most important thing that I’ve done in helping combat nazi bullies, (‘nazi’, being NOT a reference to Germans, but a personality trait – those types seem to be drawn to me, married females, especially – moth to flame situation, if only they really knew me! Hence these stories). I really am astounded by guilty party reactions. You Know, you don’t get to be a bully, and then pretend like it never happened. I know certain IT nerds/little girl mentality people, can hear me, and say, hear my bitching about the latest item that’s been stolen by some stupid unknown dog - as I frequently do, as they steal so many items, I am constantly reminded of stupid bimbo thieves on a regular basis. And those non thinking bimbo nerds assume I was talking to them, and so think I am attacking them, and so wish to seek revenge, like kill my cats or steal more. They are not altogether right in the head. I believe to invoke such a reaction – they must be guilty anyway, but perhaps guilty of something else. I don’t personally know any bimbo IT nerds at all, nor any ebay staff, nor any TV/Movie industry people. I like to keep to myself, but generally on the whole, think of myself as good natured, and certainly respectful to other people when I interact with them, always. Bullies, usually well-established people in the community, that have well-paid jobs, and are popular with a lot of friends, coast along thinking they are untouchable, and they can treat other people badly, just because they don’t like something about you, or don’t know you very well, they think it gives them a right to have a go at you, like being unmarried or being a single mother for instance, and no one is going to see or know, but with the Internet/Photos/videos, social media, this can and has changed, bully behaviour can be brought into light. Those people can’t stand this, as it gives the downtrodden and victims a voice, I have been ban from many social media websites. Technology is really a wonderful thing. Although the Internet and social media is now heavily monitored, all the good ones have retired wealthy, and now it has been taken over by the google dogs. The theory of; Australia is a democracy, you can say what you want, and you have free speech, SO LONG AS YOU DON’T DO IT IN PUBLIC, is not something I adhere to. I have the right to be a single woman, so funky off, you dafty dogs who are constantly telling me to "pick up". (what’s wrong with you). Yes bunnings bimbos, that includes you, in fact it is mainly you I am talking about (more about them later), oh and the Doctors, at Sarina Clinic - I'm talking to you too, they did the same thing. Ha ha – a single woman – your worst nightmare so it seems. ​ Before I start describing this persecution, I will do a quick rundown of what I do, (it is mostly true, what you do is who you are 😃). Then later I will talk about my whole life, as in distinct memories with significance. ​ Graduated from NEGS in 1991, moved to Sydney, finished an Associate Diploma in Fashion Production in 1993. Worked 10 years in the fashion industry, the ‘rag trade’, with a career highlight as a designer for Grave Attire – clothes for Romantic Goths! Did 1yr of temp nanny work. Moved back up to my home town Gunnedah for the next 18yrs where I established a seed and plant business on a farm. Was ‘outcast’ from Gunnedah in 2018. I now reside in Queensland where I continue my seed/plant business, but also design fabrics/wallpapers/accessories, and do the occasional sewing job. My passions now, are my fabrics, ferns and flowers. ​ I design and sell fabrics inspired by Australian Native Flora, and also stripes. I am a creative person. - I did sell heaps on SF, but then a stupid bitch ban me and deleted my account, so I have not sold any since, (and no I will not be starting again with a new account you stupid female bimbos). But I do have a website (badly kept) with all my collections, should you be interested - https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections I also sell Native seed here - https://www.localseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds oh, no, scrap that, I was ban from that, later in 2024. {I used to have a shop on ebay, (for 6 yrs) but they ban me too (nazi copycats). But after I was ban from the newer one, I was able to create another shop on ebay again under a different name – Chiefly Seeds. (dot com dickheads, I can name and shame one of them; Daniel Breves Ribeiro ; you can’t tell me how to speak, you idiot.)) https://www.ebay.com.au/sch/i.html?item=405003802435&rt=nc&_trksid=p4429486.m3561.l161211&_ssn=chieflyseed s I also write knit patterns, I used to sell them on Rav, but they deleted my profile - nazis too, ARE THEY PUPPETS?) By the way, I’m a trained seamstress, if you want, I could make a tailored pair of pants suited to your size specifically, and your fit, whether it be wide leg or cigarette leg. Like I did for myself – such a nice fit, so lovely wearing pants that fit! But guess what, I’ve had quite a bit of experience of making clothes for women, and as NO women would like to pay me properly, for the time that it takes to make a pair of tailored pants, or tries to get out of paying the agreed price, trying to make it a win/lose situation, win for them and lose for me, or tries to create problems and refits, or does not trust my judgement over theirs; I’m not going to offer this service anymore - you all lose. ​ I am an avid gardener, planting out 1000’s of native plants – if you want to feel ‘good vibes’ - plant out dozens of plants where ever you go, surround yourself in nature. The powers that be, have handicap my foot, (to try and slow me down, and make sure I'm sitting on that couch watching telly, or should I say iPad now - I have watched a lot of good shows!) I have many passions, including food, gardening, native plants, swimming, art/crafts, cats and sunrooms full of ferns. I am of the firm belief; regular massage will prolong your life, and it’s a secret!! People still don’t realise this fact in Australia, otherwise there would be massage salons on every street block! ​ Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. You cannot be a renter, and have kids; just does not work, no stability or security. BTW, if you’re a couple and can’t have kids DON’T HAVE KIDS. I mean can’t you recognise a real sign when you see one. Breeders - you are destroying the planet. TOO MANY PEOPLE. Also, I want to mention, as I have family members who could not conceive, and so they went through the whole IV treatment. And I have a VERY distinct feeling that those people who told them that it failed and they had to keep repeatedly coming back and spending thousands of dollars on treatments (6 or 7 times I think) - this is a deliberate moneymaking game. People are prey, high income earners are prey. People with certain reputations are prey. Contrary to what you might think, this country is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Plus, countless couples I see, buying their family home which only has 1 or 2 bedrooms, then they have 3 kids! Like ‘der’, did you think that you would win the lottery in a couple of years and be able to afford a mansion with five bedrooms? bumble bumble bumble - it’s house first, then kids . Thankfully, I know there are a lot of childless couples too, which pleases me immensely. - $50 award for them! What’s your legacy? (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). ​ Queensland has no water because bubble women keep breeding like rabbits, Australia has passed its population capacity, not to mention greedy politicians wanting their investment housing prices to go up - so they increase immigration. In fact, looking at the big picture, I can’t believe Australia allows any immigration at all; the reason why other countries have emigration is because of over population in their own countries, there is no place for them, it is not from war, it is from over population. So, Australia is being used by those unorganised non-thinking countries. It’s like Australians are playing blind deaf and dumb, and are giving themselves away. Well… I guess you could fit a whole heap more in, up at Cooktown 😃 As a renter without the security of my own home, I feel very strongly about over-population. It is a plain and simple problem – and, yes, condoms are the most serious necessity, to the survival, of the human race. {The opposite of what is traditionally thought - populate or perish, it is not the 50's anymore. If only I could be a philanthropist!} And then I wouldn’t be donating money, I would be donating condoms, and not only to skanky unmarried girls, or third world countries (that’s actually if they exist anymore, times have changed since I was a child) but especially to anyone under the age of 30, as I don’t believe any women under the age of 30 is smart enough / experienced enough to raise a child. And donations especially to areas where there is no water, and so population needs to be minimal, - would be high a priority. ​ Well, because I am now, at age 47 (2020), I am too angry not to do anything about all the thieving, and being forced to be a victim. So, aswell as all the injustices that I experience, I can more clearly see the problems facing all Australians. This blog is my duty, the stories - someone’s gotta say some of these things that don’t ever get said in polite society. I’m saying it. And I am not going to hold back, be prepared to be offended, as I am angry and out for ‘verbal blood’ (only primary school teacher brainwashed non-thinkers get offended by swear words) - this website really works. ​ One thing I’ve noticed, I am amazed at how bullies will bully you, then they will insist you still act in a pleasant manner towards them, and pretend it never happened or, it was all ‘just’ behaviour!! What a joke they are. And you can see how this blog about my life, is a threat to their way of thinking – a reminder about their shameful behaviour. I have noticed this is a recurring theme that happens a lot, - act badly then expect it all to be OK. There are many instances where I’ve been attacked by people, and for those people, it’s never going to be alright, not ever – being stupid is not an excuse. Sometimes those people apologize, then expect it still to be OK. Well, it’s not. A mere apology is not going to suffice in a lot of instances. I am NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU. {And this is part reason of my Blog too – IT DID HAPPEN, and you suck.} ​ (If I had a family / kids / girls, there wouldn’t be any stupid girls in it – I guess I have same expectations for the rest of society.) ​ Instead of 2020, I should have started writing about my life back in 1997, when I was at Hornsby, and people starting harassing me more so than average (so, could be Centrelink bimbo nazi related, more on Centrelink nazis later. But I have to say, the way the Australian government prevents poverty for the whole community, has greatly improved and should be commended, but she has a long way to go in its understanding of the human psyche, and the roll parents and teachers play in evolving the human spirit. I’ve actually been followed around by dogs all my adult life, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness (by doggedness, I basically mean persistent disrespect, by people, usually young women, who follow me – just like how a stray dog would, hence the term dogs.) And it does not matter what I do, whether I am unemployed or working, in a good job, or working in a bad job, I am always going to have this persistent disrespect because I am single and different from the average. The “single” part seems to be the main reason of their stupid doggedness, as when I am accompanied, no dogs). But I love being single, I would not have it any other way, -why it is such a problem for other people, especially women, is weird – THIS YOUR PROBLEM, NOT MINE. You know, you do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life. There seems to be some female bimbo who is under the impression that it is compulsory in life , to partner up with someone and get married. “Pair up”. Could somebody please set that naive bimbo right, she needs serious help; It is not compulsory. There is no such rule. You are free to do as you please in regards to relationships with people, or not with people. And the world is so over populated, you have the privilege now, of choosing not to have kids. You are lucky to be alive now. And if someone wants to brave it alone, it is their right to do so. And you know if there weren’t as many cowards as there are, out there, getting married for the sake of being partnered up in life, then this would not be such an issue. ​ Someone told me (someone famous) I am followed by female dogs because I dress well, so they perceive me to ‘have money’ – they follow ‘money’ looking for an opportunity. Weird, and stupid thieving Australian dogs. Actually, I think, maybe the reason they are stealing from me is because they wish they were a king, and they see me, and think that I am a natural ‘king’ personality, and they resent it, and thus steal. They so wish they were the king! - you are never going to be the king, because you steal from me, like a little minion! Someone else said it was because they can hear music when I hear music, I am alike the ‘pied piper’!! (where’s the cliff!) Someone told me it’s an IQ thing, people that don’t have such a good IQ tend to be reflective people who will follow me, and I really wonder why I get these women who follow me, there have been so many that I just think there must be no smart women left at all in Australia? I know they must exist, they must! What’s going wrong? Did I encourage you in any way to follow me? Did I invite you into my life? Did I ask anything of you? NO, I DID NOT – you are not welcome in my life at all. {Someone told me those people are often delusional , and have thought, that I waved at them (or something), to invite or encourage them to follow me.} No waving, or something , ever. ​ I want to further add to dressing well. I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect, and everyone wants respects. Now, I sew all my own clothes, so I guess it’s easy for me to say this that. But on the other hand, I know there are people who are hung up on looks and appearances, and especially being “cool”. And, geewhiz, those people kind of annoy me, you know, it’s normal to get old, and not be ‘young and beautiful’ any more. Completely normal to get a ‘frumpy’ look as you get older. Completely normal to develop scars and or exaggerated features, and or whatever happens to you as you get older…. So could that one-dimensional person please bugger off, life is too short for your shallowness. {of course if you keep the weight off, as you get older, can still continue to horseride - such a joy!} ​ Cameras, CCTV cameras, security cameras, phone recorders, mirror car cameras, reversing cameras, body cams, they’re all brilliant. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Since I started wearing Bodycam (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and Northside Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal, but they cunts). By the way, it’s not just me grateful for cameras. I’ve heard that not only the police, but councils love street cameras, there’s been a great reduction in street violence with the strategic placement of cameras in hotspots, like outside pubs. BTW, pubs are for alcoholics, hard-core alcoholics. In case you haven’t noticed, times have changed since everybody frequented pubs, it’s not everybody now, it’s just the alcoholics. Also, one of the Abo Elders mentioned, when they were brainstorming ways to reduce crime, said, that if the community doesn’t know you, then they are inclined to be disrespectful to you, and steal from you. I have definitely found this to be true in ALL communities, every single community I’ve ever ventured into, are just like that. I mean just because you don’t know someone doesn’t give you the right to steal from them. It is most stupid logic I’ve ever encountered. Do they not know how many people there are in the world? The world is big and vast, there are many different people from many different walks of life - so not knowing someone is no excuse to steal or behave disrespectfully to them. It seems to me that this is an area where help needs to be applied, this is a mental health issue, cause it’s just too crazy. I mean I could just say here “wake up you bloody idiots” but I’m not sure that’s actually going to be very helpful. I know they’re targeting mental health in the community now, so this is a perfect example of a mental health issue that they could target; get into those schools and target them, NO STEALING FROM STRANGERS. Strangers are good people. ​ And, re the cameras; life changing for someone who is constantly victimised whenever they go. Cameras have changed my life, you might not think it’s true, and you might be confusing me for some black person from Memphis in the 1960s, or a paranoid, but NO, I’m white, Australian, and healthy - and this victimisation goes on today in 2020. ​ YouTube footage of Criminals Being Busted on Camera = (Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha) - does this come across sounding like a Count Dracula noise, that's my tone 😁 1. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fhKdpKrF3xM - Shop ‘by-stander’ IMMEDIATELY attacks armed robber. 2. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv2h-csnlps - Man set camera trap for ‘Porch Pirates’ with shotgun blanks. 3. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4nevRTLlrZk - Store owner sets camera trap to catch thief. 4. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WanvSbJHbWI - Convenience store owner shoots robber first, in the arm. 5. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vby4CgLOR44 - Woman shoots DEAD a home invader with shotgun. 6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=abC_drkmGyk - Store owners son, shoots robber in face at pointblank. 7. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PhYPjMyHhqc - Young man stupid thief trapped in shop, and reacts like caged animal 8. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gGIuaXP1BrM - Victim runs over attackers, - this one is my personal favourite! 9. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pt32qrpQDYw - Owner asks neighbours to confront ' break n enter' thief. 10. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YhQ9vLgplDw - Cafe owner chases attacker and gets customers wallet back. There are cameras EVERYWHERE!! - humiliated thieves on public display for the rest of their life - ha! I could fill 100’s of pages, there are heaps and heaps. There are especially a lot of American shop owners shooting DEAD robbers. You would have to be so stupid to rob a shop in America. They all have guns. I guess that applies to being a robber in general - STUPID. Btw, you ought not steal, out of the goodness of your heart – not because you might get busted on camera – God sees you, all the time. After listing these good videos, I don't wish to see any of the people responsible for making them, and I do not wish to see to any of the people in the video. (Of course). I know how they love going and getting anyone I talk about. But I'm just not interested in seeing or talking to any of people involved in these videos - try and comprehend that. In fact, I’m not interested in seeing or talking to anyone who stars in any television show or movie - try and comprehend that. {I’m sure most of them are good, but still not interested.} I have too many thefts in my life. . Often when I have people behaving disrespectfully towards me, in a bullying manner, later on they will go out of their way to deny it, (many 'little' people, but also Apple {pick on someone your own size)) and say that it never happened, and especially turning around saying, you must have mental health problems - that’s a big tactic to ‘shut’ you up, and to try and discredit you, so no one believes the accusations of BULLY!! I was watching a documentary on Martin Luther King, and you know he was going down to Memphis, because there’s people down there that were treated badly, and he was going to try and do something about it, and for his efforts, he was shot - so it is quite extraordinary the lengths bullies will go to pretend that they’re not really bullies. So, making my life blog public, is really important, and a big motivation for me. ​ I feel it’s important to have ‘different types’, recording a moment of history, that hasn’t been written and dictated by the government, or business, or other self agended people who just want to paint themselves in a good light. (I mean, of course now, I will have to try and think of something bad to say about myself!). It’s important to have truth and honesty coming from all different areas of life and different types of people. I encourage everyone to write their own personal blog and put it in the public arena. Otherwise, we will continue to be living in the age of “stone throwing” and “burning at the stake” naive times. (Like when I tried to add on to wiki, about Gunnedah; how the Coal mines had really taken over, and housing prices had jumped, and there was no rental accommodation available (DELETED). Or the fact that petty theft was a major problem in Gunnedah now - As soon as I wrote it, they deleted it, they don’t want the actual truth to be known about Gunnedah. ​ This is not my life story so to speak, meaning don’t be prepared to sit back relax and be taken on a journey – I have posted ‘short’ stories about incidents, situations and memories of my life in no particular order, you will need to break up reading over several weeks, as it is fairly full on, my life is no fairy tale (well, I guess it could be a little bit “Little Miss Red Riding Hood”!). A lot of my stories are personal, and some people have problems reading them, they think this kind of stuff is for 'councillors'), - but NOWAY - this has to go into the public arena, and I want it to stay in the public arena for at least 200 years after I am dead. I feel it is key to giving the future hope. There’s not going to be human progress if people are not conscious about these negative things that happen to people in life. (And there has been a human progress, don’t think people don’t ever change – their psyches do) You have to share your story, regardless of how negative, painful or how reminderly annoying it is to others. When I started writing these stories, I had less clue about who was stealing from me, after a few years now of writing my life down, it has helped me see my life in perspective, the perpetrators have really revealed themselves. And so there is going to be writings from before, when I only knew what I knew then, plus writings which are more recent, some updates to the present 2023, as situations become clearer. Bear this in mind and it should make more sense. I’ve had a few people read this blog and then apologise to me, in, well coward manner, so quite frankly, I do not accept your apology. What’s done is done, and an apology is not going to prompt me to remove any blog stories. ​ But some little bully may realise, if someone in the future is going to remember his/her actions, and it may have been recorded, and/or put down in writing, to let everyone know about it, even maybe with their photo; they would most definitely think twice before acting out -this is a given. This is why I am doing it. I use real names from the real people in my life. And it is the petty thieving that initially prompted me to start writing, the fact that it helps with the harassment, the dog following, and the sabotages too (retail ‘seconds’ thievery), is a bonus. When writing an autobiography, it is legally acceptable to use your personal stories and not omit details like names. I strongly feel it is important to name the people involved in one’s life story. It is KEY. (Most people do not use real names, and they are cowards.) I personally believe if you don’t have a trusted spouse or friend to talk to, and don’t have any major dysfunctional issues, just a whole lot of grievances that will always happen in life, then a better option than paying for a therapist or councillor, especially if you wanted to save some money, would be to just write about your day, your feelings, specific incidences, - just write them down. Do it every day, and you’ll see it really puts things in perspective for you and you get to see a bigger picture of what’s going on in your life. (Plus, I suspect a lot of ‘shrinks’, would be pervs – it goes with the territory). ​ So, main grievances: retail thieves, dog girls who follow me, dog neighbour thieves at Rangari, Heath Barwick, Steve Carter, and David Haywood, (who also stole all my good food and garden) - all respected farmers, (possibly bar Heath?) but all not ever considered suspects by the police, and never will be due to the way society works. ‘Willed’ by many influential members of the community, who took issues, with me being out there, and enjoying my life, business, in my garden, albeit with a meagre existence (meagre existence, mega garden) I also suspect they were ‘willed’ by Peter Long, a jealous child lawyer old man, who wanted my hardwood sleepers from my big vege patch at Rangari, for his fake hoity toity garden, and so helped ‘will’ my removal. The jealousy and 'out willing' games are big in Gunnedah, amongst the rich and powerful. And you know, the thing is, that passive sleeper thief, will look back at this and think, he won, he won my sleepers. He doesn’t see the fact, that he stole my sleepers, and by doing so, he lost. He loses big time - life is not a superficial game like he’s playing, there’s way more to life then helping yourself to whatever you want. (I really wonder how someone so smart can be so utterly stupid?). ​ So, I had to leave my whole life behind and move to QLD, Australia, where it is meant to be warmer and wetter, so far neither has panned out to be true. I feel living where it is not cold, will prolong my life, you will see what I mean when you read about my virus stories. You know, housing in North QLD is a total scam; it’s always been holiday destination, and so there’s a whole lot of old hotel/motels that are too outdated for tourists, and now they call them residential rentals “One-bedroom units”, and charge twice the price of what they’re actually worth! (Well at least they’ve got a pool) You know, it’s like people in the past (and some people I witness now, for that matter) they had no idea “how to live”, they don’t think about functionality, how to make things easy, how to create happy vibes; bumberlers bumberlers bumberlers. Why more people don’t want to live ‘in nature’ is a little bit beyond my comprehension at any rate. I mean this is planet Earth! If you feel Planet Earth has none to offer, well, know one thing - Planet Earth offers NATURE - make the most of it sillies. I have to add, I am grateful for the house I live in now, it’s ‘open plan’ yay! And in ‘nature enough’ - awesome for singles especially. Ofcouse my landlord has given me Notice to Leave already, and I am constantly on Realestate.com looking - in one area I really want to live, there are 64 houses up for sale, and only 3 houses up for rent. So major housing shortage going on in QLD, in the form of rentals (those 3 were all way over priced, out of my budget). Such greed going on in the rental world atm. After approx. $10,000 worth of small items has been stolen from me since 2006. I started keeping track, when I realized I was being targeted, after about 5yrs of weekly thefts (you can see all the items below after the photos) I am targeted, because I am single, and considered easy prey (if they really knew me, they would be running a mile) I can’t begin to tell you what a monumental challenge being single is, not for me - it’s easy for me, I love it, BUT for the rest of the community around me. It’s unbelievable how so many people cannot handle a single woman. There seems to be this unspoken issue, and I would go so far as to say ‘deep hatred’ for single women - mostly perpetrated by other women, but of course, there is this stupid element, of the stupid old man, who thinks single ladies are single because they are little girls, and are yet to grow up. Yeah, that’s why you bloody idiot! It’s like the thought has not occurred to them that we are single because we like being single, we like our own company, we are strong willed and we can make our own decisions, we don’t need a husband, we don’t need a supervisor husband (btw, this is the main reason most women get married, because they can’t function on their own, they need a male supervisor - believe me, I’ve come across so many embarrassing bimbos in my time it’s demeaning for the female race) I don’t act in disrespectful manner towards people, so I can live with myself easily - I know this is another reason why a lot of women can’t live with themselves, and so also drink. You know, it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, ALL THE TIME. So, a normal healthy woman, doesn’t need somebody speaking on behalf of her, doesn’t need someone to hide behind, and doesn’t want to have to look after any little boys (and I’m sure it wouldn’t be because we think most men are cowardly, lazy and just not good enough.) I have to speak about this 'single' issue, as most mops (members of the public) believe this is the reason I am targeted by thieves and bullies, and hence the screams of, “well pick up” when I complain about all the thieving. I have personally noted, how most people are married, or partnered, and most of those people seem to be slightly clueless about what it’s like for a single woman, and the specific problems they have to deal with {not undermining a married persons problems} But, they have no idea about the torment that goes on in society, and even after reading my blog, I feel they don’t have enough empathy or more, life experience, to understand the difficulties, just assuming it always must be my fault – and it takes a lot of details, to get someone to understand the full situation, which most people don’t have the patience for. And, I should not have to get married in order not to be harassed by stupid bimbo twit women. Wake the hell up, it is 2022, not 4 centuries ago. I do want to mention also, I’m often wondering why people steal from me so much rather than other actual wealthy people, I’m on very low income, pretty much 80% of the rest of the population, would have a higher income than me. I mean if you’re going to waste all that effort and time, plotting and planning, to steal from someone, why wouldn’t you steal an object that was valuable? The fact that they don’t, I can only put down to stupidity. Although, I do suspect it’s because I was trained in fashion, and I dress well, I make my own clothes, so, I think people perceive me as someone who has a really good life - my life must be better than theirs! I strongly suspect all the people stealing from me, are third borns – typical of third borns to have this whole utter jealousy thing. For instance, I’ve had a lot of sunglasses stolen in my life. Girls see me wearing those sunglasses and think “oh I want some too”, and just steal mine. I mean, I have had ones that even have scratches on them, taken. Desperate to be just like me. They obviously didn’t know that my sunglasses are the $3 ones - they’re practically like the worst valued sunglasses that you can purchase, yet, they see me, want them, so help themselves. It’s like 2 factors of stupidity culminating in a theft. Bimbo mothers could you please stop producing such stupid little daughters. (I should mention when I was 20, and got my first pay check, I purchased a designer pricy pair of sunnies (those ones were also stolen when I was at the Bank). ​ So, aside from this huge problem of the petty theft game by the whole general community of Gunnedah and Tamworth: To sum up my life; I feel like I have never been quite like all the other girls (well, I had never seen what differentiates me, from others, in books or in the movies) but note, this is a ‘thing’ – there is a big sector of social norms pushing the fact that “you’re not allowed to be different”, as then, you would be ‘special’, and no one wants you to be special, unless your famous for something, like, a gifted pianist or your super rich, or something. Nobody likes to think of their peer as being better than they, by nobody, I am really talking about women, in my experience. And it usually comes down to pure jealousy. I was basically rejected from society when I became an adult, from the workplace, from having friends, (dogs who play sides - women are so evil, especially 3rd borns), so I decided to save my self, and quit. As I followed each path that opened up for me, I found myself in a remote area, away from the world and I was able to create this wonderful life for myself, just me, I was totally happy and satisfied that way, away from the liars, the thieves, the cheaters and stupid bitchy women that seem to dominate society in Australia. Just me with my 5 special cats, and my huge garden {really, all you need is water….-that line was deleted from here, I had to rewrite it, so, I think I must be hitting the nail on the head with that line - All You Need Is Water}. I felt lucky, rich and blessed. ​ And I was able to start my own small business selling seeds and plants online. But after 15 years, all those bitchy girls that had shunned me from society, suddenly saw what was going on -how happy I was, (HOW MUCH GOOD FOOD I HAD GROWN), how happy just anyone can be on their own, not married, no kids and practically out of society, it drove them absolutely nuts, I MEAN NUTS. ​ ​ Happiness in someone else, is the number 1 thing that bitchy girls loath (by bitchy, I actually mean ALL other girls that I seem to have encounted, {especially ones from Channel 9, young stupid ones} (their attitude is inferior to men’s, in this respect, it’s like some woman (I suspect 3rd borns), have a difficult time grasping the concept of a democracy, just because I have this good toy, does not mean YOU are automatically entitled to it too, but pay for it, and you too can have it)). ​ It was like I outdrew them. Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah Nov 2016 Note these trees; way below there is a story to go with them. ​ Sorry about image quality, I have had to reduce them all for the free wix website View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari You know, gardening is well underrated, I am not sure why more people do not make the effort, it does not take great amounts of money to create a beautiful and bountiful garden. You know more people attend Melbourne’s Open gardens than attend the Footy. Well, you too can have a really good garden, it's just a matter of time and patience. (After the first plant you plant, dies - don't give up!) And so, they concocted a big evil plan to kick me out of my life once again. I will have to mention of course there were negative factors that interrupted my blissful life, that I had to battle daily, like thieving neighbours and thieving retailers, plane harassment, stalkers - but they seem to exist everywhere, there’s no escaping them, plus no one really believes I have those problems. Actually, I think supermarket retailers, (COLES) were stealing my organic stone fruit, and selling them in the store, like plums from my tree, and I think they did it with my eggs too – a short blonde girl was stealing, she always presented herself in store standing by the box of fruit or eggs with a stupid grin on her face. Or maybe they were stolen from someone else’s garden? Or a friend of hers – from the DOG network, maybe they were making money on the sly that way, as I was told you need at least a million dollars to sell your goods in those big retail chains. I know someone was stealing my eggs for sure, I suspect that short blonde girl. Some artichokes were also stolen, and some garlic, so I would say heaps more of my ORGANIC food was stolen that I did not notice. I hope that girl gets cancer and dies. Although I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina a few weeks ago, 2022 – see, she follows me, like a dog, stealing her way through life. ​ And the thing is, even if I was the landlowner out there at Rangari, I would still have those jealous dog types trying to sabotage my life. They can’t help themselves, due that ‘female jealousy personality.’ Anyway, a happy healthy childhood gets you through those times. So ‘dogs’ - WAY more of a problem than money, lucky for me, I can be grateful for not much. {although, as I get older….} I need to say, those 10-15 years on rural farms, in nature, were the most enjoyable years of my adult life, having the freedom to live my life the way I want, priceless. Plus, got to say one of the things I miss most about farm life, (aside from my food, my natives, and my cats), is NOT having bloody idiots hoon past my house and beep their car horn, or stupid bimbo neighbours yell out at me from their house. (I lived in a dead end rd, nearest neighbour 1km away - perfect). That issue of harassment, seems to be huge in suburban area. Its really odd to be annoyed so much by other humans, humans who are meant to have a brain – I have more peace living next to the wildlife, it’s like wildlife have more common-sense than a lot of humans. Btw, I am single, always have been, aside from a brief high school experiment! It is a choice I have made, (brought about by an incident that happened to me when I was 5, and again 11…) and I am gladly sticking with it. I am not gay, have never been gay- I do not believe in gay, no problem if you are, I just personally believe it is a 'raised' or 'incident' situation, and is also a form of bullying - be strong in your own personal choices, I find people muck up their lives in many numerous different ways and if this is all you do, then your home and hosed. Maybe I should add, it’s really all just a cat and mouse game, half the men are cats, the other half are mice, same goes with women, so the male cats seek female mice, and the female cats seek male mice. Having said that, I only have my personal experience with life, there are countless different people and personality types that I would have not encountered, so I can only draw on my experience (although I do talk to a lot of different people, some very clever, and this is the general consensus) And there’s the train of thought that God gave the gay boys aids, because there was so many little boys having so much fun together, all the little girls were left to fend off spiritual measles and gargoyles by themselves, and of course it wasn’t working. See the oil painting “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli….(I want to say here; when I was in Melbourne briefly, I went to the National Gallery of Victoria. Unfortunately, I can’t remember the famous artist who was exhibiting at that time, but I do specifically remember one of the pictures, it was very scary, the picture of a gargoyle sitting on the chest of a sleeping maiden. I think it started with G or had a G in the artist name? I can’t remember, I tried to find this particular picture online and after searching what came back was called “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli. However, this image was slightly different from the image I remember at the National Gallery of Victoria. The gargoyle in that painting was facing forward it wasn’t facing the viewer which creates a completely different vibe - still scary though. And that painting seemed to be much finer and detailed than the image I saw in my Google search. Whether there’s different versions of the gargoyle by different artists; this wouldn’t surprise me there are a lot of copies of artist who people admire. It’s just sometimes dubious to know who the original was particularly if some of the copies were painted with such clarity and technique and by an artist who was ‘popular’ or having an affair with the curator. I thought it worth mentioning because I do believe this happens a lot in the art world, in fact it’s incredibly hard to make a living if you’re an artist with so many dogs out there wanting to steal your ideas - there’s not much hope, but, my advice, don’t be deterred by the lack of money, just do what you do, art helps the human race immensely. Anyway, possibly why there are so many unhealthy female demons who work at Centrelink is because there are so many gay boys! I need to add, one Textile company I worked at in Sydney, had male and female staff – actually quite rare in the Fashion industry – it’s predominantly female. But in this particular company I had some difficulties getting along with 1 of the males (if there were more, I suspect it would be the same). Another guy there was gay, and he was easy to get along with, – it seems to me, a person who has endured difficulties in life, is usually much ‘nicer’, compassionate and understanding, than someone who has not. Anyway, so I am often seen out and about on my own (I am not the type of woman who needs a chaperone (bimbos), thank God for google maps! – but it is strange how people have that need to ‘pair up’ when they go out – I think this perpetuates the problems I have, as if there were more people out and about on their own, then idiots, would not see a single person as a prey victims.) And since the police could not do anything (Gunnedah Police), I have come up with various ways of doing something about it, posting online in various locations WORKS, as thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards, they do not want anyone to know who they are. I have had some difficulties with coward admin women removing my posts, hence I had to create my own WEBSITE BLOG where no Nazi admin can remove my posts, (banned from Facebook, Flickr, SF and Rav. Also banned from Google map reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) COWARDS. (Australia has just stepped backwards by another century) The main reason I have been banned, is because I have a brain, and can see what’s going on, and write about it. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon. And I’m not sure about this, but even though on my Pinterest photos it says there’s been 20 views, I’m thinking they might be able to hack the viewcount, and maybe the photos are not visible at all? - I’m not sure about this, it’s just someone contacted me one day from Gumtree and said he can’t believe how many people have viewed my photo - when the count is actually NOT public, so he could not have known the count. I find anyone who contacts me from Gumtree are dodgy anyway, something usually goes missing whenever they contact me - so weird how there could be a whole lot of thieves congregated in 1 site.) So, they can track me, (and do) as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, within ½ hr - those stupid computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID NAZIS -Like I said, my reference to nazis, is not a direct reference back in time to the Germans, the reference to nazis is purely a bullying characteristic, that the Nazis from Germany used, the same actions that rule bullies today. A characteristic that comes from a place of complete non-thinking domineering stupidity, and WEAKNESS. Infact, the whole personality trait of humans is, at least, one that humans can fall prey of {one of my favourite quotes from a famous Frenchman “Experience teaches us, that any man with power, tends to abuse it”. I’m about people becoming aware of this personality trait, so humans can evolve as a species, get beyond war time nazibimbohead behaviour. We’re getting there, but still have a long way to go. {I want to sue FB - despicable form of societal exclusion, I know there are others who have been banned for political views, where is the class action, who is the lawyer brave enough? None in Australia, coward oppressed lawyers here}. In Australia we have the right to free speech, (honestly some women think Facebook is kindy, and the admin people on there, need to protect the Facebook users from the hard truths about life! They want ‘sleeping beauties’ to remain sleeping beauties. Wake up! {little birdy told me it was the young boys who run facebook that ban me, as they were offended by my swearing, as women who swear, scare them! – being fresh out of school and parents, who punish them for swearing!!} But that same birdy told me the reason they want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties, is because they will kill themselves if they knew the reality of the world!! can you believe that? This is just an outrageous philosophy, I certainly don’t believe that to be true at all, but yet, another indicator of why we have to talk to our kids about life, and why they should not be ‘protected’ from truths. BTW, I was also banned from my local post office for wearing a bodycam, more about that on the Gin Gin page. So, I will persevere with my challenge of life’s perceptions, and photos and naming names -Harvey Norman, Bunnings - their sales girls have been following me home and stealing from me for over 20yrs now. Every time I left my house, some small item was stolen – they go to great lengths for small insignificant items, they seem to SNEAK around my house and garden, more about that later. ​ I noticed also Google reviews has blocked my reviews, so when I am logged in to my account I can see them, but if not logged in, they are not visible, meaning the public cannot read my reviews. I tried again later, today (July 2023) – and still blocked. Can you believe that. So, that’s oppressive Google doing that, I’m not sure what their problem is with me. It’s not like my reviews are offensive, I follow their community guidelines. My reviews are factual, stating the truth about certain businesses and how they will try to steal and do steal. But the cowards that are Google, are obviously whipped and run by the female mafia who steal. That female mafia consists of all the bimbo mothers. “Oh, but she has a child, a child; give the THIEVING LIAR, the work, because she has a child. A CHILD!” ​ Update, in 2024, I attempted to create another Facebook account, as I needed somewhere to live, and everyone in the community is on face book (well were, before I was ban in 2020). I used another fake name Emily Ban-man, and so far not deleted, so maybe they have given up being nazis? After 5 years? I’m not sure why they haven’t deleted it, because I know the dogs are there, I can see them, plain as day - I can smell them! They’re always there watching what I do, monitoring everything, being a sick ass obsessive dysfunctional morons. But in July 2024, I was ban from YouTube, well they deleted my account, and I have NO blog related stuff on YouTube, just DIY’s, reviews and local wildlife, so they had no reason to ban me, they just did, plus I was a paying customer, $17 a month for the privilege of watching YouTube videos without being targeted by personalized offensive adds. Birdy told me I was ban because my whole lifestyle was offensive to men, as it involved celibacy, and young girls were being influenced. Not that I had such videos on youtube, so don’t know what birdy was referring to. But I would believe it; the wrong people are in charge and ‘making up’ rules. Well, I hope those google ‘baners’ get cancer and die. ​ I’ve had it up to here with bimbo mothers who get away with stealing from me, just because they have kids and need money. This I would say, is the biggest thieving problem in Australia; bimbo mothers with kids. They’re worse than the thieving teenage girls. They’re worse than pissed off men in their 40s who don’t like their life and thus steal and are disrespectful. They are the bane of this country. Stupid mothers who have kids, because they use them in this manner to steal and make demands. POLITICIANS, could you please stop bimbo women from breeding; this should be the number one priority in parliament (now that you have sorted the virus situation, thanks BTW). My neighbour stole from me, I suspect, Heath Barwick - Actually there was a little bit here removed by some IT nerd, where I said ‘no convictions’, as I always do when I name anyone who I think has been stealing from me, because it is just my assumption, and not a convicted fact, but the fact that the word ‘no convictions’ was removed - I’m thinking, since, he has been convicted! I’m not sure what of, and hope to never know (spoilt little brat with bimbo mother), btw, he was friends with my little brother at school, and Daniel told me he used to steal from him when they were at school (you gotta wonder how he had any friends at all) Daniel, this person is NOT your friend, wakey wakey. And Emma Finylson (bully who encouraged the police to believe I was ‘crazy’ as she was trying to protect her ‘attempt of a man’ (Heaths shag, and partner in crime) no convictions, not even questioned by hopeless Gunnedah police {as I had a whole lot of sewing stuff stolen, I suspect, Emma, who sews, ‘egged’ Heath on to steal it for her}. Actually, I will put that whole story here: but first, any male, that sneaks around in order to do anything, is, ‘an attempt of a man’ – NOT A MAN AT ALL, but still a little boy, an immature child still. And certainly someone, that NO woman (no healthy woman) would want to be around. So, I met this guy twice when I was 17 or so via my brother, first time, he was in the passenger seat as I was dropping them off at a party, and he was selling pot to his class mate out of the car window – he was ripping his class mate off. The 2nd time I was out on a date with John Peterson, and Heath was there, at the so-called cinema (I think it was serviceman’s club turned into projection room in Gunnedah) and Heath was annoying the crap out of me and everyone, the entire room – he is a total outspoken social retard – not refereeing to anyone who has a physical handicap here. (My date did nothing - that didn’t last very long! - If you can’t stand up to the likes of heath Barwick, you’re no use to anyone - this is an area of weakness in Australia in general, not being able to stand up to popular bullies) So, I definitely wouldn’t consider him a friend at all, as I thought him to be a thieving drug dealer retard. We certainly didn’t have any kind of relationship, but I believe this person and his friends, Shannon Bree, his girlfriend, and possible Ashley Horwood and Daniel Salam and Emma Finylason, has proceeded to stalk, harass, follow and steal from me for the past 30 years. Back in 1999 I saw Emma take a bag of goodies that I had left at St Vinnys, in Hornsby, Sydney. So she’s obviously one of the stupid thieving dogs that follows me around, and steals from me. And I think one of their friends was one of the mongrels who came out to Rowan Leigh to try to steal from me; who now lives in my current block of units at Sarina, plus a girl has moved in next door stating her name is Dannielle – lying thief. (Pure silver serving spoon was taken last week) All these THIEVING friends of hers are involved plus she would have a whole heap more from NEGS. (MAYBE I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BACK IN THE DAY, piss off, you bunch of high school mongrels - I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, FUCK OFF.) I have to add, this woman, house mistress, from school (NEGS) Cathy Goldman was also stalking me, and she has connections within the movie and TV worlds, and I have noticed, they send me “doubles” or lookalikes of everyone that crosses my path, so, the time I saw Heath in Melbourne, together with Cathy Goldman, this could be a lookalike that she arranged?? What the heck?? (I also saw Cathy Goldman at the Gunnedah Independent, the local newspaper, apparently Heath Barwick’s sister works there) I think Heath used to stalk/harass me with sounds, whenever I went out and talked to people. More about that sound harassment later too. Read my “Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone” ​ ​ At Rangari, I had heaps of items stolen. One night my neighbours (Heath and company) were yelling out drunk, as often was the case, {actually, they used to do ‘sleep torture’ that is waking me up just as I would fall asleep and start dreaming – BANG! All night till about 5am. A game for him, a copycat game, apparently this happened after he had left, but I don’t think so.} Anyway, this night, they were annoying me by yelling out,plus I had something stolen, which I’m 100% sure it was my drunken neighbours, so I went round there the following day, I tore, around there, I was mad as hell, and the person I expected to answer the door, Heath Barwick wasn’t there instead, I’m pretty sure it was his lover or should I say partner in crime Emma Finlayson, (a younger girl from NEGS, but she said her name was something else - she lied to me - Emma Finlayson is quite unique) I’m pretty sure Heath would’ve been there, hiding like a coward in his bedroom. So, I was talking to her and getting annoyed about the items that were stolen, and she was getting angry because she didn’t like to be told off, (and not used to it, she is a big person, a big bully) and there was a cat meowing around this girls feet, as she’s getting more annoyed at me, she’s getting annoyed at the cat, finally, she literally kicked this cat, booted it out of the way, which, as a multiple cat owner, I was quite disgusted and outraged by. I mean you can tell a lot from someone who does something like this, you can write them off completely, it automatically puts them into the useless and worthless category. I wanted to write about this because there’s people, women, older women, in the workplace who do exactly the same thing to young women, and whilst they don’t kick them with their foot (for obvious lawful reasons) they do other passive aggressive things like verbal abuse or curt putdowns, to make themselves feel better, it’s bullying behaviour 101 and so common in Australia it’s shameful to be called Australian. Although rarely have I ever heard anyone talk about such a matter or a situation, or describe the situation, or said that it’s happened to them, or read about it in any novel or seen it in a movie, or FILED A LAW SUIT (once I kind of saw it in a TV show about a hospital matron throwing stones at a monkey (implying their victims are not only helpless animals but ugly people), which I can attest to, is most defiantly true, pretty girls live in a different world to ugly or plain girls, or girls who do not wear makeup (I had a pretty friend once!! = I noticed the big difference.) I’ve certainly experienced that kind of social discrimination too, on multiple occasions (including Facebook, back in 2006 when I tried to join, I was refused, birdy told me; it was because ugly face!). So, this is what I have to say about that bully; the world would be a better place without you in it. Oh, and also, I think Emma is one of the girls following me around on the internet, trying to sabotage me, I saw her photo once, and it looked like Emma, sometimes it is hard to tell from photos though, anyway it is because she knows I name names and put photos of stolen items online, so she complains to admin, and stupid admin ban me. This is the real reason why I have been ban, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me. (admin; communistic idiots). I know the ‘good guys’ never win, but with the help of social media, there is way more of a chance for the victimized. ​ (The police do nothing, they are scared of Heath, (well-known farming family in Gunnedah, plus he makes people laugh (as long as it’s not happening to them, they are quite happy to go along with him and laugh at his jokes. Idiot /Idiots) you know, stealing is a cry for help . And btw, I think I may have finally got rid of Heath by targeting his mother in my usual verbal forms, the idea of his ’victim’ attacking his mother, does not sit well with bullies. Behind every prick there has been a bimbo mother. I feel this is worth mentioning; ways to get rid of pricks, someone else suggested attending church does the same too, but if you read my school church related stories, I am not sure that is a good idea. ​ So to re-cap, Heath and Emma were working in cahoots over a period of many years, stealing from me, and the police, unbeknownst to me at the time, were trying to actually lock me up thinking that I was crazy, because Emma and Heath told police that they weren’t stealing from me and that I was crazy - meanwhile they were stealing from me, and Heath was a drug dealer (I believe he may have been convicted, who knows) but, I mean how fucking stupid are the police in Gunnedah? How easily manipulated are they? - ready to lock up and innocent woman, and set the guilty drug dealing thieves free. And I bet they’re still free today. It actually gets worse just keep reading my blog. ​ I want to add to the; laughing at someone else’s expense, bit that I just mentioned. This is what stupid people do. Major problem in Australia. And it has been encouraged by television producers with old shows like ‘Australia’s Funniest Home Video Show’ - people sent in videos of family and friends making mistakes, like falling over, crashing their bike, that kind of thing. I never found it amusing, that show is designed for a specific type of mentality (stupid) and normally I wouldn’t say anything about this fact, because it sounds snobby. But it has become so obviously a problem in Australia, that I have to say something – because laughing at someone’s misfortune, encourages misfortune. There were other members of my family that found it amusing – I do recall catching one segment where there was a video of a little girl who was going on about these little worms or bugs, on the garden footpath after rain, in a ‘little girl manner’ and her father was taking the video and laughing at her, encouraging the very worst from her - he was being a total arse. However, there would have been a lot of fathers watching that and could plainly see that father being a condescending arse (big picture), and it would have struck a chord with them, as they could identify with that father, as they themselves can see that that’s how they have spoken to their kids, or maybe even their wife, and they can see, “oh I was being an arsehole” and can then realize they did not want to be an arshole towards their family, so he can rectify his attitude. - thus placing it in the helpful category! I also know people who like the idea of someone with dementia, because then they could laugh at their misfortune and forgetfulness. Not only are those people stupid – but they are evil. My sense of humour requires one to put a little more thought into the joke. Believe me, I’ve seen some very funny things in my time - once the challenge goes out, people can be very creative and very clever. That’s why it’s worth stating these things too, because you should never underestimate how clever someone can rise to be. I encourage cleverness. And besides, those people that find someone falling over, funny, should try to elevate themselves. Somewhere along the lines, if you let someone know they’re doing something stupid, they can rectify the problem and soon become a savvy person. ​​ Anyway, back to my thievery problems; CCTV is useless, because they just switch off the power, I come home to flashing clocks and item missing, also my neighbours follow me when I go to town – just so stupid, I don’t really know them, we are not friends. Not knowing someone and not being friends with someone doesn’t give you the excuse to steal or harass from anyone. Only someone who is completely stupid would think that this is okay - it is not okay. BTW, a little birdie told me that David and Brenda could have done something about the stealing, being influential farmers, and knowing all the neighbours (I assume that was the police, I’m not entirely sure), but David and Brenda didn’t do anything about the stealing. I always suspected this was because it was possibly David who was spying on me from the shed above my house, and stealing from me. In retrospect I didn’t really ever complain to David or Brenda about the stealing, we didn’t really communicate on a regular basis, I could probably count on my hands the number of times we had spoken over the 10 years I was there. I mean I’ve may have mentioned the stealing once or twice, I am pretty sure I did, but Brenda was not helpful. It wasn’t until possibly, I think 4 months before I left, (did not know I was leaving then) that I emailed my list of stolen items to Brenda; and I didn’t get much of a response back from her, except she said that there’s probably something wrong with, me and I should think about it. This to me implies she’s guilty, or would prefer to believe that there was something wrong with me rather than the fact that her husband was stealing from me. It really never ceases to amaze me, how underneath it all, people just believe what they want to believe -they are incredibly stupid. She was not, is not, the only one, I was basically forced twice in those 2 years, 2018/2019, to have a MRI brain scan (so I did not pay for them), forced by bullies, who would prefer to believe that I was making it all up, and lying about the thefts, {at first I only complained about the thefts, I did not start complaining about the harassment until I started this blog in 2020 – and I never complain to the authorities anyway about that, as like, what could they do about it, I just winge about my stupid neighbours, car hoon bimbos and unwanted nuisance antagonistic TV reflectors, on my blog}. And that thinking that I am ‘crazy’ or forgetful, stems from one thing, which is a total and utter lack of respect for me. I find it quite bizarre really, and it’s so unhealthy how other people think they have the right to control things in my life, me, and decisions that I should be making. Seems most people in Australia have control issues, again stemming from having no respect for somebody else, thinking they know better, as any decision I make would be inferior to theirs – such disrespectful people. and not just people who work in the health sector and police, but landlords, it got so bad, when I was looking for a rental, in 2021, I literally had to put on my rental advertisement “If you’re looking for someone to boss about, don’t bother calling me” - I find if you make it clear to someone who is trying to boss you about, that they can’t - then they get so quietly pissed off , they’ll either kick you out of the rental, or if it’s an acquaintance or friend, they suddenly want nothing more to do with you. And I’m thinking, if it was a job, you’d get fired too. Major control and respect issues amongst most people. {When I said above ‘quietly pissed off ’, I mean by that, often the person I am dealing with, is unaware of what is going on in the situation and why they are pissed off, and that it is about control . Those people not wanting to realize, they do not get a say in my life. They have to force themselves to show restraint and respect. THEY DO NOT LIKE IT, hence why they are angry or “stressed out”. And this trait of not letting other people ‘have their way with you’ is also why I have problems, in particular with old men and blonde bimbos, as they want to try even harder, to have their way – they are flawed - dysfuncts. ​ {My atm next door neighbour, Neville – you have no say in my life, try to understand and show respect. He’s leaving next month, thank goodness, one down, 50million more to go}. ​ A typical way they try, is to try to discredit me, ty try to make me sound stupid inorder to imply “she should not be making any decisions, I should be making them”. The whole tall poopy expression – is because of that generation, they only want to be around humble women , any woman who is confident is a threat for them, so their main goal is to discredit areas of strength, and for me, this is confidence, as I am a confident person, I know I am smart, I know I have a good sense of intuition and common-sense, I have many abilities….like a lot of women do. So those are the areas they pounce on. They fail to see one thing, I can see what they do, so they are always failing. Rinse and repeat guys. Go ahead. I know you will. Btw, other people fall for it too, easily manipulated by ‘foot binders’. (My left was literally handicapped, deliberatley, for doing nothing, except ‘shining’). ​ Do you see the irony, supposedly from those ‘thinking professionals’, their ideas, their thinking, that I have 2 MRI scans. – who knows best? I KNOW BEST you control freaks. And plus, now, how annoying that I am expected also to be proficient in medical matters! Thankgoodness for YouTube. Btw, I also know best, in ways of dealing with dogs that hound me (since no one else even acknowledges it to be a problem). And that’s total escape!! 😁 it is the only way, 80% effective, best-case scenario. ​ BTW, young women are often, not always, the worst at this. It’s like they’re so inexperienced in life, and seem to have some sort of learning difficulty in this area, that they haven’t learnt how to be respectful of other people’s opinions, feelings or rights. Mostly, I observe its young women, but there are many older adults, who also fit this dysfunction, non-thinking ones like Sharon Morgan, that farmer landlord in Colosseum, those Dr's at the mental health ward, my other landlord… and especially any adults with teenagers, as they’re in major “control mode”, from ‘lording’ over their kids. Male and female alike. Oh, I said above, I assume it was the police, but after thinking about it, I think it might be a vigilante from the ABC, somebody who thinks of themselves as the police, you know like from primary school, the hall monitor type they’re completely retarded, they get things wrong all the time, not to mention are inappropriate. There just seems to be some people, who really, I don’t think they should be allowed to go outside or speak, it’s like “who let the dogs out”. They made a song about it - that song was referring to this particular person. ​ I have to add here, my neighbours or landlord were not the only ones that stole from me, whenever anyone came out to my house, like the Telstra worker, or the washer repair guy, or the excavator, something would be stolen, I believe, every single person that crossed my path in Gunnedah, stole something from me. It’s like everyone in town could see what was going on, new who I was, and new who was stealing from me, and instead of doing something about it, they joined in - not just one or two people in town, the whole town, and that whole town; I curse you; you are damned and fucked. STUPID BAND WAGON MENTALITY (Pickpocketing too in town, directly out of my bag, unbelievable) ​ I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined (edited subtext there) – sometimes it’s a little difficult e xplaining how angry you are, without sounding like a maniac killer -when I first started writing about things, after an incident, my goodness, the whole paragraph was filled with swear words and nasty thoughts of revenge, but when I go over it, maybe a week or so later, when I’m not as angry, I’ll remove some of the swear words and tone it down a bit. And whilst I wouldn’t get a gun and shoot these men that I am about to talk about - as I’m nowhere near a violent person, don’t think I’ve been violent ever in my life, actually (oh, read later my rooster story). Although I have noticed when I’m angry, I suddenly get strong bursts of energy, and seem to be able to tap into a muscular strength - so if I’m doing something outside in the yard that requires strength, like moving rocks around my rockery or tightening fencing wire, then if I remember something that really made me angry, it helps greatly! (actually, as does yelling or screaming when you are exerting yourself – helps greatly) And once dad was helping me lift a full compost bin up, and his finger got caught, as we had to drop it back down because it was too heavy, there were 3 of us trying to lift it. And so this heavy compost bin came back down on dad’s finger, I saw it and immediately just picked up the compost bin easy as pie, no problems, and he could remove his finger. So I know here is a fast untapped amount of energy and strength in the universe surrounding us at all times. We just have to tap into it, if it’s needed. Anyway, so whilst I was saying I wouldn’t shoot these people, I’m angry with them, and certainly wish that somebody like a fairy godmother would. So, it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh, a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds just up the paddock too. They come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the outside path, they would’ve looked in the windows, and seen nothing because it was actually a relatively big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So, this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists (but they exist too). I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20’s – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, little party bastards, boys raised by uncaring stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad short people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed their kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. ​ Here is a good spot to say; as one gets older, not everything is, as it seems, there are quite a few things that you will start to notice in life that goes against everything you have thus been taught. This has to do with the “people” in charge – they want you thinking a certain way – its all about control. So, some good advice to prepare you for these things as they unravel for you; Netflix – the people who run this, are pure evil. There are no rules / morals in that organization. ​ Oh, I also say on numerous occasions later when talking about thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. I should point how bad exactly the problem of petty theft was/is; Most people can’t understand about this expression “hope they get cancer and die” – there was a lot of flak about it on Facebook (before I was ban), infact it did not go down to well at all. They think, well someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period. Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it , all security implementations fail. AND, not only that, no one believes you . Plus, the police lock you up forcefully for 7 days to ‘determine if your nuts’. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people. Don’t you tell me to “lighten up or “chill out” -you’re not the one that’s been stolen from on the weekly basis, plus you’re not the one that’s been harassed verbally, and followed everywhere you go, or are verbally yelled at your private residence. Alright for some. But don’t you tell me what to think or how to behave. ​ I also need to mention due to various comments in some of my posts that are a little controversial, I like to speak the truth, people’s toes get trodden on (usually the popular and guilty {always the popular and guilty, usually well paid too}. That expression the good guys always come last - unfortunately the economy has created a community where this is true) Often my anger shines through in the form of colourful language, whilst reading this ‘anger’ you will not be in any danger yourself- get a grip wussies. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I never have. (Well, aside from a brief experimental schoolies week) I believe in being of sound mind always, I often get accused of being on drugs or are ‘a drunk’, especially by the police, which I find really offensive and peculiar as I am of sound mind always and have been basically since I was 18 - not that I was a drug addict or a drunk before then, but I went through the normal teen stuff when HSC was over. I can clearly remember one weekend, four of us friends from school were staying at mum and dads house, they were out, so we decided that we would experiment with wine. We all got drunk for the first time! It was quite hysterical, my friend vomited all over the carpet in the living room, another one became transfixed whilst watching rage and the Prince special!! I can’t remember what the other one was up to. But I would like to say this, actually my friend who vomited all over the carpet, and made a complete awful mess, like why didn’t she head to the bathroom, I mean didn’t she know she was going to be sick? I do notice that about me when I got drunk and sick, I knew I was going to be sick and so vacated to a suitable location, it’s like full and total control all the time. My friend was pretty smart too, she did advanced Maths!! I don’t recommend getting drunk so much you vomit, but I do believe it is something a young person has to go through in order to learn about alcohol – in a safe environment. I do recall my mother encouraging us all to have our friends around whenever we wanted, there were no nazi rules in this area - as she believed that it would be better for young rebellious teens to hang out at our family home, rather than on the streets or in the park. I had a very savvy mother. I feel I need to repeat myself here, because this seems to be a hard concept for people to comprehend; I don’t drink, nor did I in my 20s or 30s. In fact I don’t even like the taste of wine or beer - white wine to me, sometimes smells like urine, and red wine, maybe if it’s a really expensive award winning bottle, it might be nice with a steak. But I have never had enough money to buy a nice bottle of red wine ever, and don’t get me started on the stench of beer - disgusting. But, I use alcohol in cooking - that’s where alcohol is meant to be used, it’s not meant to be used as a beverage in my opinon. Alcohol shines in cookery. I find when people read about something angry that I’ve written, involving swear words, they immediately assume that I’m a drunk. It’s so bizarre how people have such a low tolerance of anger. People are stealing from me, harassing me, handicapping me and sabotaging me - so I am angry!! More to say on this; I’ve been accused several times now, of being a ranting drunk - due to writing about situations that make me angry and using swear words to portray my feelings. As in writing about how angry I feel, for a lot of people, means that I must be a drunk!! It’s the most bizarre weird thing ever - what, do you think sober people never get angry? nothing ever ticks off sober people? Wrong! Those people need to get a grip on reality: every action has a consequence. If I’m angry, it’s because someone has triggered it, and the fact that you’re annoyed about the fact that I am writing about it, says more about you than it does about me - you need to deal with your dysfunction, if you can’t handle seeing someone angry, merely on paper, and think such person is a drunk you: then you are dysfunctional and you need to see a counsellor. For every action there is a reaction, plain and simple human behaviour. I did get one housewife mention to me, that if I started to drink, all these problems I have, would disappear! Thank you, but no thanks! And the fact that people think that I am a drunk, I suspect this is just another form of sabotage and disrespect maybe I feel the police may be manipulated by the dogs spreading rumours of bad reputation. Accusing someone of being on drugs is an easy way to discredit someone too, just another bullying tactic. In fact, I believe the police may have been manipulated in my past whilst driving out and about and listening to the radio. Dogs on the radio - really all just a cat and mouse game. I know that there’s people in positions of power working on the radio, who think that they know best, and think everybody else is irresponsible. They have delusions of self-grandeur, and are just cocky and arrogant. I think these types set the traffic police on me. It was a noticeable problem, even the police started to see, so they cut back. You know, the police have really declared war on the public, they have a bad attitude. ​ Plus, btw, I hate seeing drunk people, all I see is weakness, ignorance, and an adult that still thinks they are 18 - hasn’t grown up – most likely stunted due to childhood abuse. I would not tolerate any drunks in my life, and, should I be married, there’s no way I would allow my husband to drink (may explain why I am unmarried!) At one point in my life, my father suggested I work in the pub! - my dad did not really know me very well! Not that I am saying that is completely his fault, guilty of not paying attention mostly. But I am opposed to drunken yobbos. {Are you smart enough to drink? I don’t think so.}. I suspect some men who drink, do so as a punishment to their wife and or family, if they did not get their own way, or are unhappy about something. Passive aggressive punishment – an act of revenge “I’m going to waste all our money – on me!”. (I had to rewrite that bit about ‘drunken revengers’, it was deleted). Plus, I have already advised ‘the powers that be’, as long as they’re stealing from me, I’m going to be swearing about it. So either you do something about the thieving, instead of turning a blind eye, or you tolerate the swearing. The choice is yours. So far they’re still stealing from me, so fuck off you stupid bimbo dogs. Mainly I have people that persecute me as I’m single -they get kicks on trying to make me sound paranoid (hence the stealing). I am not ‘crazy’ and do not have any mental illness despite what a lot of oppressive little bully girls would like to imply. (This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And everyone is saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had everyday, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). ​ Now I know why so many people on Facebook and the Australian police today, are brainwashed into thinking people need to be locked up in mental health wards. Looking at the big picture it is absolutely outrageous what is going on here, and people of Australia, you really need to wake up, and realise that, that show is a fictional show, and the main story theme, of the cat and mouse games between Superman “the good”, and the weirdo “baddies”, that come into his life, is not something that should be pursued in everyday life. As I know there are predators on Facebook that go looking for baddies, they try to make people baddies so then they can play the good guy and have them locked up - it is disgusting disgusting disgusting. WAKE-UP. And why should I have to point out your psychological dysfunctions? Btw I know I have a number of people who try to make me look like ‘the bad guy’ – I bet they are all women, they love to discredit me anyway they can - I can assure you, they are incredibly good at what they do. They’re extremely manipulative, just like a woman. An example, go read my Dentist story on p6. My teeth were deliberately fucked with, I believe it was these dogs deliberately trying to tell people (I am not sure who?) that I am on drugs, they did it by sabotaging my tooth – they made it turn black, (apparently one of the side effects of cocaine use is a black tooth). See – extremely manipulative, and have no morals. The girls that did that were apparently copying Charlette Powell, a girl from NEGS. Those girls ought to be shot. Jessica White – you better start your path of redemption – you are going to have to become a cleaner. Ha ha ha ha aha ahahah. ​ I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I can assure you I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And even if you meet someone you would deem a ‘total nutter’, they certainly wouldn’t require being locked up in a mental asylum now, would they? it is 2020 for goodness sakes. Those places are so wrong, and should be shut down. I can’t believe they still exist in 2020 -there are some truly stupid government workers out there- it’s all predator/victim or cat/mouse games for them, truly, stay away from mental health workers and police. It’s like I’ve been shown this other world now nearing 50, and I am literally suddenly surrounded by “kindergarten adults” with this “lord of the flies” mentality, locking up people who they don’t like - it is atrocious, absolutely disgusting, and you should be totally ashamed of yourself Sharon Morgan and everyone else involved, as there were a few I believe. (I am of the firm belief; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle). So, at least I’m doing something to make the world a better place - I’m not going to be the one ending up sitting on the couch as an alcoholic with great big chunks of guilt on my shoulders. ​ I seem to have problems with certain thieving bullybitches in my life, not only stealing, but harassment, verbal vilification/ antagonistic behaviour, on the street, I seem to get followed around by these incredibly stupid and retarded (often blonde) female dogs. I literally am pursued and persecuted by them unless I specifically call or contact/ connect with someone. SO WEIRD. They’re such a big part of my life now that I cannot ‘not acknowledge’ them. (Alex MClymont, how could you be soo stupid??) Apparently, it is a rebellious thing, from their bad overcontrolling power tripping parental/teacher upbringing, they rebel against everything, thus do the opposite of what I would like. I will put one example here: At one point in my younger years, I did temp work as a nanny, and so on a nightly basis after my ‘real job’, I would go and look after different kids in different families. But, I would frequently have these ‘dogs’ who followed me to these peoples places, they would stand out on the street and occasionally yell out, just carry on like idiots - one time they went next door to the neighbours (which is a common thing, I am not sure how they rope the neighbors into allowing dogs into their house?) and at this place, what they did is stare into the house at me - there was a big glass stairwell at this house, aswell as a window opposite at the neighbours, the houses were way too close to each other, and they, (there were 2 girls, -can’t remember their hair colour) were just standing in front of the window for hours staring in at me, all night! ZOMBIES, so retarded. So yeah, that’s the kind of thing that stupid bimbo dogs do, and so that’s how they harass me, from afar, they don’t do it face-to-face, so I can’t literally just tell them to rack off. They do it from a distance, so they can’t get told off COWARD BIMBOS. {I did have a problem with one female landlord who constantly wanted to ‘engage’ me via email in a fight, it was kind of a nuisance, but I’ve heard from certain men this is a particular problem of certain females wanting to constantly engage them in conversation.} I don’t have much patience for conversations that involve going around in circles, or are of a fighting nature. I mean there’s no point to arguing something when it’s not going to be heard or changed, is there? And people, a lot of people actually, not just that one, when arguing, get wound up, and say stupid things that doesn’t make sense, and also say things that aren’t true, or things they may later regret. So, I find it’s actually better not fighting with such people, even if the point, still needs to be made; they are not going to hear the point, they’re too busy wanting to fight. ​ But I find most people, mainly family, they don’t want to know about the Negative Nancy’s in life, they just want to get on with being ‘positive’ I find this really frustrating, it’s like totally ignoring a big part of life and sweeping bad things under the carpet, things which should be dealt and acknowledged - its cowardly not to acknowledge these things, and mentally UNHEALTHY, (I really am the pin up girl for good mental health, dingbats). Women in particular are the most guilty of ignoring what’s actually going on – but I am dealing with them through social media and cameras. Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!! - Big reduction in the girls that follow me around now, huge. They hardly are a problem at my new location, or stick to following me in cars (they still numberplate me sometimes) and only occasionally like when my neighbours used to yell out abuse every time, I did a load of washing (washing machine is on the Veranda, (they have since moved, and like it was any of their business how or when I did a load of washing – I find that a big problem in general, other people, strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes), -the bloody compression breaking trucks never decease, and I have written about them on many occasions!! Someone told me those truck drivers were physically/sexually abused as kids, and so that’s how they deal with it, by driving BIG trucks and making a nuisance of themselves.) I would like to add, I was one of 4 siblings, and we grew up in an idyllic lifestyle on a farm, well out of town, -such wonderful happy memories of my childhood, with two loving parents. My mother was a Justice of the Peace , and she had strong convictions about no fighting, we were raised not to fight. I can still hear her stating these words when, and any one of us winged to her “she called me a such and such, or so and so” – she would say “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” lol, really and truly my mother was a bit niave about the world, and how pretty much all everyone else ever does is FIGHT. So, while this meant for a very happy childhood, this inability to fight is a huge impediment for later on in life. What All people do in the workplace is fight, and if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you’re not going to last. I’ve seen repeatedly, girls who are loud and can fight; get the job over someone who is quiet - even though they are smarter, more suited, than the girl who got it, who, is actually a complete ‘loud bimbo’, but the bim has an outgoing personality, who pleases everyone. This happens a lot in life, I find it is the loud people who win the most. Although, I know there are others aware of this fact, and are constantly trying to goad me on in certain situations to fight – I find this incredibly annoying, and hey I CAN SEE YOU, you little idiot. ​ And particularly Australians, if they see someone that can’t fight, they are immediately victimised and targeted (an unconscious ‘moth to flame’ situation – stupid blondes do it) and, after many years of observing bullies, I assure you, they are always ‘dim’ people, and the only thing they respond to is fight (they don’t recognize strength when they see it, they only respond to strong language /bravado /threats, it is something I have had to learn to do, still can’t – but I can on paper, and it is affective on paper to a certain degree, it is worth writing about your life including using names and photos - Australians are made up of Hillbillies and Bogans that were outcast from their own home country, this is a whole country formed by immigrants. (I was informed that back in the day, when they were sending immigrants to Australia, certain 'type' of persons was targeted, and the idea of moving to Australia was put into their head, in clever and manipulative ways, because they weren’t wanted in their country) Note, Abos grew up in an ‘idyllic’ country too, back in the day, and look what happened to them when the immigrants came – seems bullying has been apparent from day 1 in this country, it is a way of life. It is shameful. ​ ​ So, I wrote here, exactly what happens to me in my life, there are n o made-up stories, or exaggerations, I really make an effort to stick to the facts, even though sometimes it may not make sense- "Truth is stranger than Fiction" I do not write in ‘code’ as some people think there is a double meaning for certain things. I am not that much of a complicated person. But I am a firm believer that anything created or started out of a lie, won’t end well -you’re setting yourself up to fail. I feel sometimes it may appear that I fall into the ‘old and bitter’ category now, although, I assure you, it is not because I don’t have a husband! but mainly because I don’t own my own house!! There’s nothing I could’ve done in my life to get one, I could not have done anything different. My parents and I did everything I/we could to thrive in society, but people react to me a certain way (aside from being a little different, I also have, had a slight frame). People are the way they are, until they evolve in the future (and we have evolved a lot from cave man days – it is a clear and definite path, based solely on multiple thinking people, who evoke change and raising of the social consciousness – like the feminist movement to value women, or work unions to protect workers, or peace treaties to stop pointless fighting…pond gardens placed in workplaces and hospitals to promote good wellbeing…... ) ​ I won’t stand for bullies; I would not stay in a workplace with bullies. So, I had to follow paths that would best suit me, it might not be the most agreeable to certain people, nor allow me some luxuries that life can offer, but this is the way society works, there’s really nothing I could’ve done any differently. Anyway, I’m not really ‘bitter’, I’ll give you a little example; when I started to put on weight, I thought maybe I had started snoring again, - waking abruptly (tonsils removed at age 14 due to snoring – I am petite) So I got my phone and put the recorder on all night, so the next morning I was listening to it, what I noticed was for the first two hours or so, after I lay down, and before I drifted off to sleep, I would spend my time thinking about the day, and in that time, I basically would laugh and giggle myself to sleep!! I realised that I was laughing at all the ‘absurdity’s’ that go on during the day, and not only in my life, but if I caught a segment of news for instance, all the absurdities that are going on in the whole world, it’s literally slightly hysterical! (And no, obviously not the domestic gun shooting or the kid with leukaemia) I was later advised, by a little birdy ofcourse, that the news now use humour to sustain people’s attention (before it was always conflict, and ‘pissing’ people off, like fake war stories and fake immigration stories – which is why I don’t bother watching the news, it’s mostly all manipulative bullshit. But they seemed to have evolved into using human interest stories, and humour. I still do not regularly watch the news (I am outraged at the deception). I also, am not the type of person who stops and stares at the car crash, if there is one on the side of the road. Also, I believe there are certain news teams who decide to set the mood and tone of the evening, and if they are happy, then they do humour interest stories, but if they personally are pissed off that day, then they will send a clear message “we are at war” out in the evenings news, and do awful war related stories. Even though it’s been 78 years since World War II ended. But there is a certain element of people, mostly men, who like “warring” so much, that they use, manipulate and trick stupid bimbos (mostly young people) (and mostly women) into doing war acts. There seems to be a lot of copying, not only the Nazis, but all the other politics who went to war with them - from World War II. Still doing it. When I listened to JJJ back in the day, I remember them trying to recruit and train people as spies. There was a ‘spy’ call out across the radio waves. (1996 or thereabouts - Mikey Robins was involved.) That was all about people wanting to fight. ​ About the house reference above; I have come to the conclusion, that being a homeowner is more important than anything else. Because you can’t win in life unless you’re ‘in your own domain’, and having homeownership in a community, is where you’ll find that domain, sense of belonging and purpose - at least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, at whatever it is you choose to do. You cannot win without your own home. I feel so strongly about this that I don’t recommend having kids unless you can afford to put them in their own home when they wish to leave the nest. At least if they don’t win, or don’t want to win, in life, they will still have an incentive to work and make money, because it won’t all have to go into rent, and somebody else’s pocket. You really can’t ignore the fact that this world revolves around money, and not people. (For me personally I would go one step further; don't have kids unless you're rich. I don't want kids, I never have, but there certainly would be no possible consideration for children if I was not wealthy - it's a No Brainer, no money then no kids, average income, low income - it's not going to cut it. Rich! Although trying to put myself in a rich persons shoes, (as hard as that may be), I am pretty sure I still would not have kids. Some women, as in many women, have kids on Centrelink employment allowance, so then it gets changed to a pension. I personally don’t know how those women could do that. But, I believe those kids grow up with a sense of missing out, a slight chip on their shoulder (grass is always greener), and so this motivates them to be successful and rich in life - I have witnessed this numerous of times. So, perhaps all works out the way it’s meant to. But then again, in Australia specifically there is a deep hatred of rich kids, so rich and successful adults may say, they grew up poor, so as to avoid unpopularity. {if you use the word “quite”, as in ‘it was “guite a beautiful day’, then some people think you grew up rich, are rich, and will not only hate you, but try to steal from you. People mainly are STUPID. ​ And I want to mention something about winning and losing in life, because my definition of winning seems to be a little different from other peoples. I don’t feel it is important to be rich in order ‘to have won’ - one doesn’t go hand in hand with the other. I remember a wise old woman once telling me when I was young, that all the wealthy people she knew, which was quite a few in Sydney, were all miserable and their family lives were in chaos! I think this is worth mentioning because it’s unusual that I see someone who really knows how to ‘live life’. To realise what’s important, to put focus and energy into certain things like good food, good home environments, and abundant plant life and gardens, feeding the birds…. Creating happy family environments. If you have a family - putting energy into maintaining it is very important. But families and kids aren’t for everyone, I have seen too many women opting to adopt because they can’t have kids which is really quite sad, you don’t have to have kids to be a whole and full person, in fact you’ll probably be much happier without -think of it as a sign from God, if you can’t have kids, then don’t! I feel the reason why there’s so much postnatal depression amongst young women, is because they bumble along, and assume they’ve gotta get married and have kids, or have kids if they’re single because this will fill a void, and they won’t be so lonely, (quite ridiculous) and then when it pops out, mother goes into a deep depression, because suddenly it hits them, what it actually means to have another whole life, and their life, and how they know it, is now over, before they really have even lived, perhaps. One of the biggest factors they ignore is money. It’s an area where some young women, who really step into that whole ‘sleeping beauty’ ‘blonde bimbo’ scenario. You need money to have kids, at least an additional $50,000 per child per year. A lot. (They worked that figure out in 2015 or so, so its probably more now.) ​ Sometimes when I explain to people what’s been going on in my life, the most common response is disbelief. I’ve been told I have a strength in observation -seeing what’s going on around me. And so, when I tell people what’s going on around me, they don’t believe me! The irony. Of course, I know from the reaction of certain people and the response particularly regarding female harassment issues, that there are people who believe me and know perfectly well whatever I say is true, I have no reason to lie, raised not to, and actually, I have the greater good of the race in mind. There are some people who, when I tell them that Bunnings staff are following me home and stealing from me, they imply it’s because I must have shoplifted from them – I would dramatically like to say, this is not true, in case you haven’t noticed, I am very opposed to stealing. I have strong traits of empathy for others, I know how hard it is to work full time and to earn that money, so if someone thinks they have the right to steal what they did not earn, what’s NOT theirs – it makes me angry. Infact if I were a shop owner, I would put up a sign in the shop “If any girl is caught stealing, she will get smacked with this baseball bat” - and then hang a baseball bat up there right next to the sign, just out of reach of the customers. (With fake blood dripping off it). And anyway at least with my ranting and raving, I am not going to tell you what to do, my mission is only to show you what goes on in my life and how those bullies make me feel about them (what I would secretly do to them if it were up to me), I may have some good advice, things I wish I had been told when I was young- unlike those bitches that work for women’s magazines who tell women to ‘seek revenge’, ‘act like a bitch’, ‘do mean and nasty things’, for a really pathetic reason that doesn’t warrant any revenge it all - only warrants good communication. (Apparently that’s what they do, as I never read magazines, I don’t need to be told how to live. But I sure wish I had of read this blog when I was 18, it would have been far greater help than any of the psyche books, or ‘self-help’ books that I read back then, and I often listen to audio books now, including a lot of autobiographies, and I often think as I listen, that my blog would make far better reading!! ​ Oh, and I have noticed sometimes, whole photo stories disappear completely from my PC, but I have backups on 6 different devices). Telstra/Netgear keep switching my internet off, then I have to do a ‘factory pin reset”- they do it every day, it is a game for them “you have to start again haha!!” More on Telstra problems later. The saboteurs are real, unfortunately, plus I have dogs who declare war on me, in an attempt to save their bimbo dog 'friends'. It does not work; I have not removed anything. And if something disappears, the ‘birds’ tell me about it! and I reupload. Plus I have noticed sometimes my stories get changed slightly with comical spelling mistakes – bugger of you stupid dyslexic bitches who are trying to create awareness. Stop using me. ​ {Ever get the feeling that someone else is cashing in on your life?} ​ This is MY life story blog, get your own, you intruding control freaks.(Lucky, I keep backups, many of these paragraphs get deleted, I have to constantly check my blog and re add VITAL information! 😁) ​ Of all the people I talk, about the names I mention, no one has ever been questioned or charged with stealing. The police have been totally inadequate completely useless in fact, and the reason why these people do it, is because they got away with it in the first place so they continue to do it. {Same with how bullies become bullies, no one stands up to them}. I did report each stolen item to the police for the first 5yrs, but then Constable Sharon Morgan from hillbilly police station in Gin Gin locked me up for 7 days to ‘see if I was crazy’ (what a fucking dog) anyway, I no longer report stolen items to police. The police are really stupid, and only interested in car related activities (definite exceptions to that, some have been very helpful, savvy and sneakygood) Plus, I need to mention, if the suspect is someone rich /respected, or even just a “family man” – they won’t touch them, not even question them, they usually only pick on ‘loners’, especially unemployed ones. (Actually, a common theme by the whole of society) Occasionally they will look into it, and the effect a police officer has just by asking perp about petty theft, is often all it takes for the perp to ‘toe the line’. Plus, it is not good just saying what happened to the police, - if you want them to do anything you have to really get angry, to show them that this is real, it’s happening to me and it is adversely affecting me DO SOMETHING. ​ And note it is important to write down the names of all the people that cross your path in life – in case in 30yrs time, you want to write your life blog – especially write down all the names of your classmates not only at school, but especially any little college course you do /uni/Tafe. Any odd jobs you do, you will be surprised how you will want to remember something about someone in particular- add contact details too. (Get a photo) Also take note of any help chat people from .com sites, or phone call centres, it makes a huge difference if you have their name, not only will they be more alert when speaking to you, and so they’re less likely to misbehave, which I assure you they do, some of them are absolutely revolting in their condescending and lazy manner, but if you take their name down and then put in a complaint about what happened, if something ‘bad’ happened, then that person will be reprimanded and sometimes even fired. So don’t take any of their disrespect, get their name and put in a complaint. (I have had extensive problems with such people – a lot of them are zombies) . ​ I think Cate Cameron is one of those little thieving dogs who is following me around?? - rack off Cate Cameron - we are not friends. Of course, it could be a look alike (as explained earlier re Cathy Goldman, more about that later), if so, very sorry Cate, but you will have some bad karma from that little shop across from the school. (They let one slip through, one that should not have been there.) BTW, this was the same girl who pricked my LiLo on Outward Bound – when we were crossing a swamp, so I had to walk in neck deep swamp with God knows what creatures lurking about. (same girl, same bitch I mean). Later after we were clear of the swamp, and we were up to the clear water part with rocky rapids, one other girl, Niki, offered to share her Lilo with me, she was the only one, eventually, – we had fun! But, also, that girl Cate, was the same girl that saved me from the leech - she is a rather complicated person, but all in all, plain evil. ​ I am really surprised, especially by older people who do not get the concept of social media and transparency - everything you do can be recorded and placed online. EVERYTHING. If you do not want people see you behaving like a bully, then don't act like one. By law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day, onto the internet / social media, ANYTHING (except a personal act like sex /bathroom stuff or children’s changerooms) hence also why I was banned from FB unlawfully by stupid admin who want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties. ​ One more thing, as they have been stealing from me for over 20yrs now, I am a little wiser, now, than when I first realized I was being targeted. The biggest thieves, appear to be retailers, they have connections { All married women who work in their husband’s shop, in Gunnedah (also Tamworth, Gladstone and Gin Gin) steal from customers, whenever they can, if they think they can get away with it - they are disgusting creatures.} ​ In my house at kookaburra Park, they seem to have connections with my neighbours, - they can’t steal without my neighbours seeing them, they work ‘incahoots’ with them, befriending them with zombie female tactics. They have friends who basically do exactly what I’m talking about act like dogs, (Actually I’ve been saying ‘dogs’. And all over my writings, I use the word ‘dogs’, but really I need to change it to leeches - leeches is far more appropriate in describing what these women do; they latch on to people and me and ‘suck my blood’, they follow me home and steal from me and they seem to come up with excuses and reasons why they do it, like if I didn’t say hello or didn’t smile at the checkout chick, or if I parked outside a shop, on the street, then did not purchase from that shop; that would be a reason/excuse for them, to follow me, yell out abuse, and to steal something of mine. This is exactly the type of antagonistic persecutory nazi behaviour that goes on, and I believe eBay is a guilty culprit too, with specific little dogs that work for them and have been stealing from me ‘a lot’ and I put it down to the fact that often items don’t arrive from China, and PayPal refund me, and then the next thing you know something of similar value is stolen, so I suspect that this is related to PayPal and eBay (and because I have IT nerd problems as well with photos missing etc off my PC – but it may not be them, and simply my jealous neighbours who sees and wants to play God – can they be any more wrong or offensive?) So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, - like Ned Kelly, and to come up with ways to steal and power trip. And like I said, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. The giveaway is anyone with half a brain would have something better to do than torment an old lady/ previously young girl. Infact this is so true, I know, I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! TOOLS. Btw, I don’t care if you’re not good at maths, or do not have good memory retaining skills, but if you steal from me and are disrespectful to me, like ‘stalk me’, then you’re a stupid bimbo, plain and simple. I know a lot of people who are not good at maths, but they can sing or draw like you would not believe. BTW, I believe maths and memory skills are things learnt when you’re young, if you’re not good at it when you’re older, it’s because you never learnt it as a child, because the teachers in Australian public schools are totally inadequate, as are parents, because learning to remember starts way before school age. Also one of the biggest factors in learning, is being interested in a vast array of topics, that aren’t related to your life, and this is definitely something that needs to be taught. Interested, in learning, so to speak, in fact I’m not even sure this can be taught? I believe it is key. People who pay attention and are smart, are so because they’re interested. I’m very much against bumbling parents who bumble along and don’t read up about what they gotta do to be good parents. ​ Also, one needs to know, that when a human is born, they are right from the start “natural born thieves”, it is in the genetics, to take want they want to survive. So, a child needs to be literally taught NOT TO STEAL. One can easily survive in this world, no matter where you live – WITHOUT STEALING. I know, so many people (mothers) do not understand this at all, or what their role as mother is. Wake up! ​ I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive directly to a person is just not an option and certainly not part of my nature. I feel some people think, (and do say to me) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” (similar to the petty theft) But this is just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, feel so ‘injust’ about it, or writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major social issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be disrespectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. If you don’t want to be friends with someone, fine, just don’t – but you don’t have to act like a disrespectful bitch for someone to get the message. And I would like to warn those bitches, as I have witnessed that behaviour, and those bitchy girls always lose later, in some way, maybe small, or maybe big way. ​ 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 non-thinkers, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about, from experience. Yet, still, I am respectful and polite, as usual. I usually do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. In fact, this whole ‘manipulation’ thing by women, over other women, is so big, that if they can’t do it, they get really ticked off, it’s like they expect to be able to ‘lord over’ and manipulate women in a very passive mind take over way, so to speak, it’s an expectation, and if you’re not susceptible to their takeover attempt, they don’t want anything to do with you - let alone, let you have any chance of getting a job in such an environment. Which is also why I’m trying to explain this and write about it, so younger girls, like me when I was young, who had no idea about this phenomenon, - it was not ever talked about, I never once heard anyone speak of such matters, and infact if I did, I am pretty sure they would be insinuating ‘craziness’. But you need to know about this fact of life, about what women do, and how they are - it’s essential to living. Although, also remember, as I have mentioned, female bully problems, is often about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by ‘behind the counter sales girls’ and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty sweet ‘made up’ lipstick pink face, so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, - the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is, as they do it from afar, cowards. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. (After writing this particular bit, I’ve had a whole lot of people trying to set me up, to ‘entrapped’ me so to speak, like being antagonistic to invoke anger tantrum from me - it’s like if you poke someone with a stick, sooner or later, they’re going to explode all over you, and they want to see the explosion. (They have been using the post office and couriers - they’re delaying or stealing my deliveries, in order to annoy me). They have no life; bugger off you little idiots. Antagonism – the alcoholics disease. Common in Australia. So, I had here originally, a whole heap of large photos with photostories, showing and talking about stolen items, and my life, but as I have had to reduce the size of my blog, (in 2023, - 3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty nuisance on behalf of wix. I do not recommend them, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. So my images have been either removed or made MUCH smaller. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP! so sorry if I repeat myself. I started in 2020, but as the months have gone by, and as I have read my blog, I have gained a better understanding of my life, I have had ‘realizations’ about who is stealing from me, aswell as their stupid motives. So some of the things I wrote back when I started, have needed to be updated. I am still editing this and doing rewrites. I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted or photos removed, so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed. (Possibly the person d eleting my paragraphs, could be the person telling me they are missing? (What the?)). If you want to see any updated original photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. You can also see ALL photostories on my Shared Google Photos account, plus on Flickr under a fake name (as they ban me) https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOW7XXz6HknAvCvBfKYJmI3Ul9WoQIoUW__hW5jgBqVv6P5TOrJUX45suakXMVXzw?key=R0psRFlXTnVRZVM0dnFMTUdSNlV0LTU1VURocU9B https://www.flickr.com/photos/197282045@N06/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/197540557@N08/ ​ ​ The first one refers to the trees by the road, above: ​ Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story I put this photo first, because it pretty much sums up a lot of my life - female bullies, dogging me ALL my adult life - I had teacher bullies as a child too - they are just drawn to me, like a moth to a flame (stupid dsyfunctional emotionally retarded nazi types) . So, a little birdie told me, I mean it could’ve been the queen 😁 but back in the day, when Australia wanted to import immigrants to hasten the ‘civilisation’ process. Over in England, a certain group of people decided they would encourage another certain ‘type’ of person/families to leave their country and move to Australia. They went about and choose all the riffraff/ misfits/ hoodlums and thieves and used subtle techniques to gently persuade, manipulate, and put ideas in peoples heads about moving to Australia for a wonderful start to a new life. So anyway, jokes aside, I believe this probably did happen (in the same manner as how they got rid of Pauline Hanson, tried to get rid of her), as Australia does seem to be full of complete thieving Bogans – in my experience, all 47rs of it. At first I put this photo here {showing the gum trees I planted on the OrangeGrove Rd, near Keepit Dam, Gunnedah) - to say HA! to the middle aged woman who saw me planting the trees on the other side of the road, then returned a few days later with some accomplices and dug them all up, - and stole them! HA! You did not see the trees on the other side, and now they are going great guns. (And shame on you, get some morals, and get a life, what kind of pervy powertripping middle age bimbo stops when they see a young girl planting out trees, harass’s her, then returns later to steal the trees! Heck, its people like you that should be severely fined, you are not worthy of planet earth. And hey! you BunningsBimbo dogs that hound me, bully me, vilify me, and powertrip, why don’t you pick on that tree thief woman - she’s actually a total cunt and deserves it. By the way that woman when she was speaking to me, said she lived just down the road on Tranquille Road, in that house with all the thick pine trees out the front? She may have been lying? 15yrs later after I planted them, I can see on google maps, that an idiot has chopped all those trees down anyway - nature haters, I bet it was Bret Knapman, he is a fireman and hates trees. Typical farmer in Gunnedah. Tree haters, greeny haters. Snobs 5. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of 22 dinner plates from my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to ebay staff; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherit these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour. Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer) He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it) But anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can. But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; see we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it. So this kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the verander - if you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. (I did not take the watering can with me) Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I had to purchase replacements, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. I’ve had one bowl taken of those new ones (after I had moved location to Queensland). It was later returned, I believe the girl responsible for selling me those, was the one who replaced it, the stolen one is still stolen? But after all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty thievers, far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage) $10000 worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. ​ ​ The Fire trowel, above ( Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental ) This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. this was the first of close to 500 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. ​ The JellyBabies above: The Big JellyBaby Scam (I make no apologies for my sweet treat tooth!) Darrell Lea have sold out!! Their products are no longer what they used to be. Now the $13 jelly babies, are exactly the same as the $2 jelly babies in the $2 shop. Shame on those thieves. I want my $11 back Blondie. By the way, I noticed there are other confectionery products that are different now from what they used to be; Mars bars, Cadbury. Not sure what they’ve done. Maybe it’s an artificial sweetener or something; it’s not good. ​ Exactly what happened; I have mentioned before on my blog about this short girl, who has blonde hair, in Gunnedah and Tamworth that follows me around to retail shops and steals from me at the checkout, she’s friends with the retailers, actually I don’t know how she manages to wiggle herself in behind the counter, but she does, her main aim is to steal, and those retail owners completely allow her to do this (?) exactly what does she say to manipulate someone into stealing from their customers in such an overt way?? So, in retrospect this is the same girl that was stealing from me at Bunnings, I’m pretty sure this was a girl who stole my goggles at the pool car park and the one who steals from me at the reject shop. That girl belongs in jail. This particular day she was at Darrell Lea in Gunnedah, (I can see everything in retrospect) and when I purchased these sweets for $13 a packet which is kind of expensive for a little packet of sweets, because they are really quite special and unique, (an occasional treat only) they taste much different from the typical sweets you buy the two-dollar shop or supermarket, anyway that girl served me, instead of the usual sales person who is often there. When I got home and tried my little delectables, they were not my little delectables at all, they were the same as the ones at the two-dollar shop! so I’m not sure whether that girl just sabotaged/ swapped my jellybabies only, (which would not surprise me at all, it happens a lot) or if Darryl Lee have completely sold out, as although their lollies are now the same as the ones you get in the two-dollar shop, they are still charging a $13 a packet. But I’m pretty sure later I saw the owner of Darrell Lea trying to save that little blonde thief on telly. I have really and truly had it up to here with stupid little blonde girls who do as they please, steal, lie and cheat, act completely disrespectfully, and then get away with it purely because they’re pretty; bugger off you stupid little bimbos. BTW one well known TV show I was watching, in fact I’m not going to mention any names, but the host was quite famous in the UK and Australia. She was mentioning that she can do as she pleases, and no one ever says anything, she doesn’t get into trouble ever, no matter what she ever did or would do, she was well respected by all DOGS. She would be able to do anything, because of her status as a popular well-paid host. (I am sure that woman, was not one of the ones that has been chasing me and acting ‘disrespectfully’, she was always very polite) It was mentioned, because she could see, that no matter what I do, I get pounced on - not that I do anything wrong or break the law ever, (one work colleague in my past nicknamed me ‘presbyterian’ because I was so good!!) but they come up with reasons and excuses they can use to have a go at me, by chastising, verbal abuse, harassment, stealing, poising me, food spoilage…. Reasons being pathetic like not saying hello to the checkout chick or not saying hello to some complete stranger down the street or not smiling at them, or parking outside a shop then not purchasing from them, once (once, as in for about 15yrs or so) I had this stupid blonde bimbo from Petersham follow and verbally abuse me from across streets/ steal from me because I thought to myself that Petersham is not a really good suburb to have a cat, or for that matter raise kids, so she then took offence and declared war on me in stupid bimbo manner. OMG (case in point) Like whatever reason they can possibly somehow come up with, they have a go at me – just ridiculous things. It’s persecution and I believe Cathy Goldman is involved and Gunnedah Council – a lot of people actually DOGS – I use the word DOGS here because it’s like these people literally behave like ‘simple’ non-thinking dogs and they don’t know it - they can’t stand back and see their own behaviour, and no one has pointed out to them that their behaviour is stupid and dogged. (maybe they should be called leaches) So, I’m doing it now. Stop acting stupid, because I know for a fact that nobody likes to be thought of as stupid. And judging someone because of the job they do, or don’t do/ income, is what a stupid person would do. There are a lot of influences and factors that affect what people do, in my experience it’s not the ‘so nice’ people that get the good jobs anyway, they are people that will ‘tread’ over others to get ahead. These are the people who are most deserving of disrespect, not the other way around silly – not that I encourage disrespecting anyone, I don’t do it, and, I have a lot of reasons to do it. (but now, I name names AND post photos of thieves and harrasses online, which actually gives their dog friends a reason to now ‘hound’ me aswell (more stupidity), but I will not be deterred at this point, after what I have experienced– you picked the wrong small framed girl to steal from. Btw, those people will see later when they are older their stupid ways – you will begin to feel pain from guilt, if I were you, I would listen to me, I have seen the consequences in bullies from my past, you will not want to live those repercussions. I am warning you. (It is too late for most of you; having had so much fun playing the ‘persecutor’ – blinded by your ego and dysfunction – persecuting someone, torturing them, hurting them, or just wanting them to feel powerless and uncomfortable, is NOT a mental illness, it is pure selfish ego powertripping stupidity – not to mention lazy, the lazy persons trick of mind) I have some girls who have been following me around for 20 yrs trying still to make up for their bad behaviour – stupid. And maybe this possibly is the reason why that blonde bimbo was overcharging me at Daryl Lea, but actually I don’t think so; I think the reason then, was because these sweets, these jellybabies, actually are, or were, well, the ‘Ferrari’ of jellybabies - they’re really that good. {I know what I’m doing, do you know what you’re doing} And that short blonde girl is hung up on class, I mean, completely obsessed in the head about class, and she thinks anyone on low income shouldn’t purchase luxury items, and deserve luxury items, and that’s why she stole my sweets for herself, she doesn’t believe that I deserve a luxury item, even though I paid for it, and she DID NOT. There have been other items too, like the quality Coco I purchased from America - it was swapped over after I used only once, for cheap Coco from Cadbury or Nestle (or homebrand). Also, my petrol for the chainsaw and mower was swapped over; I only buy premium for small engines, and someone swapped it over for basic unleaded once, another time they just stole the whole caddy. Other things like they sabotage my clothes of good quality by putting marks or holes in them, or substituting natural fibres for synthetics, she swapped my $1000 kodak camera over for same one but with dirt in the lens. I mean, this girl is REALLY HUNG (mentally retarded) up about class. Can you see how stupid this girl is? Can that girl see how stupid she is? I mean is there going to be some point today or in the future when she wakes up and realises what a stupid bimbo she is? Like that “aha” moment in Les Misérables, when the Chief of police Javert is standing at the bridge in the final scene, and he realises his mortal enemy and nemesis, Jean Valjean, who he has been chasing and hunting for all these years, is more morally upright than he himself, he’s so disturbed by his doggedness behaviour that he kills himself by throwing himself into the Seine River. - When is that stupid blonde going to jump into the river? I know it’s going to happen, stick with me and it will, because I know they have been heaps of bimbos who have crossed my path and have seen the light. It’s only a matter of time you stupid little cunt. Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) I’m not in entirely sure if this is true, but I suspect that it might be; that short little blonde has been given the chop, as in she no longer hounds me. I guess when someone was reading about how exactly I feel about this particular thieving bimbo, somebody has reined her in! Indeed I haven’t seen her for some time, and I believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. I did see someone try to manipulate the sewer at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, so if they’ve got a different girl to do it or she’s hiding out of sight, this would not surprise me, I also believe it’s NEGS girl related? (My home/garden/business/life was stolen for this reason) I have the right to live my life without being harassed by anyone. I have the right to spend my money on whatever I see fit. I have the right to be single. I have the right to walk down the street without being followed or verbally abused. I have the right not to be followed / investigated / spied on by DOGS. Anyone who does contrary to this needs to be severely fined, truly, you’re the one not worthy. WAKE UP. Now, this same girl, has been a reoccurring bimbo nemesis in my life: (I still have no idea who she is – I don’t believe I know her, nor have ever been friends or acquaintances with her.) SAME GIRL - Same fucking dog that charged me 5c for woollies supermarket plastic bags, back in 2000, when there was no charge for plastic bags, nobody else instore was charged. You know I could just write same girl that charged me 5c instead of same fucking dog that charge me 5c, but I want to capture exactly how much that little dog has pissed me off, even though when I’m walking around my garden, or sending off some seeds, or designing some fabric, or doing some cooking, house chores…. I’m not pissed off at all. But when I realised, she was charging me 5c and nobody else, that’s how mad I was, at the time, and when I look back and remember that stupid dog, I’m also angry in those moments - and I’m pretty sure every time I curse her in her mind (“that stupid bloody girl”), that girl gets less and less of a chance of having good luck in her life. SAME GIRL -This is the same girl that had something to do with forcing me to work at the nursing home, knowing full well, due to injuring my throat, that I would get sick, she knows that I have never been sick my life, and this fact, and the fact that I’m NOT considered wealthy or high income, really pissed her off. So, she thinks all low-income people should be sick, and all ‘well to do’ people should be healthy, whereas I was the opposite of that, never getting sick and still low income (I know how to look after myself). She is totally screwed up in the head, she is sick in the head, not to mention evil. And this is the true nature of a lot of women, I recall some of the young girls at private school were exactly the same, totally ‘hung up’ about class and money, as were some of the staff. SAME GIRL - I noticed at one point in Gunnedah, around 2006 when I was doing my horticulture course. That for some time there had been certain girls who followed me around, especially at Tafe (they would hide) who wanted to try to get me to talk in slang and put on weight - this is going to be quite difficult to explain how they did this, how they tried. But I can definitely tell you why they were doing this; so other people around me, won’t be confused about the fact that I had no ‘status’ in society - you see, if you speak well, you dress well, and you’re not overweight, people assume that you’re ‘well to do’ and have a place in society and should be treated with respect. Not to mention are more ‘desirable’. Those girls really hated that about me, because I was a mere Tafe student, according to their dog rules, I had no status in society so to speak. Yet, I am able to command a certain level of respect without having to do anything, to ‘earn it’ so to speak - not that I think people should have to earn respect, this is something that should be given to everyone from everyone. But, well, actually I don’t think I can even begin to explain some of the things they would do, to try and get me to talk badly and put on weight - I’m pretty sure it didn’t work for them. It wasn’t until I got sick and they handicap my foot, that I started putting on weight - I’ve always been skinny, my whole life, and I’m really not sure about the way I speak, but I do seem to get a good response when I talk to people on the phone / way more than email - it’s like they can hear my tone, and they respond positively to it, even though I much prefer communicating via email. I want to quickly mention, the ‘desirable’ I mentioned above. Being noticed by men is something that jealous women hate, so much so, that I have had a group of women find out who all the single men are in town, in Gunnedah, that may be lurking around me, and they have matched them up - they have gone and found matches, from all parts of the world to match up a single man - to make sure I don’t have anyone who may possibly give me reasons, to be highly ecstatic. I told you: they are jealous of everything. And by the way, if you’re a single man who crosses my path, you’ve got no chance of remaining single for too long. I can assure you, they will find you someone, someone that you cannot resist. They now pride themselves on being matchmakers, out of spite for me. Isn’t that typical female. SAME GIRL – I strongly suspect Cathy Goldman the boarding house mistress from boarding school has something to do with this, because I would always come home to the boarding house after each meal, and just walk up the stairs past the desk, chatting with my friends, whereas a lot of the little ‘teachers pets’ types would hang about the desk and chat to Cathy Goldman (She wanted to be worshipped by the young girls) I however, being a healthy girl, would pay her no attention, mainly because of my experience with her in Year 7 - she’s a fucking idiot. But I would never be disrespectful to her, and she told me one day when I went past her – she yelled out at me on the stairs, that not stopping to speak to her like all the other little girls was disrespectful. And so, I, being a sassy 13yr old, was not about to stop and play nice with that stupid woman, so I told her she should earn her respect and just kept walking, which I don’t regret because she completely failed her duties two years prior, and she should’ve been fired - read the “School bully story“. But she was still there, and she was obsessed with me, and so that comment, I think, stuck in her stupid little dog head, and possibly is fuel for her, as to why she is still hounding me (as I mentioned on numerous occasions) and possibly she is the person behind that stupid little blonde telling me that I am not worthy constantly, because of that comment. Although I have never seen her at those times, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she was in the background hiding and working those stupid little blonde girls like puppets. I have seen this happen on several occasions. So, she is the only person I can think off that would have a reason (albeit ridiculous) to want to hate/fight me, I cannot think of anyone else who I have done the wrong thing by. I have informed the police about Cathy Goldman, and I have not seen her since, but it has not been that long, and like I said – obsessed with me. OBSESSED, like only a dog can be. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men, and as I wrote this, I know there will be people who read this and think “oh yeah, bullshit, it was just a coincidence she got sick it wasn’t an evil plan by some stupid bitch” – which just proves my point about the unwillingness to see what women are really like. So, I think this girl did more than just ‘will’ my sickness, she took action, she has friends of friends. I know I have witnessed many circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. SAME GIRL - I also heard this girl when I was ‘abducted’ by the police and Bundaberg mental health to ‘see if I was crazy’ (unbelievable violations). I heard her, I didn’t actually see her, she was being sneaky. But when I am under attack, as I was in that situation - I know what to say, how to think, how to carry oneself, and so she gave up and left, declaring that I had won. (? not entirely sure what I won?? – there were certainly no cash prizes! mmm wait a minute, covid19 cash grants!....) So, this girl most definitely has something to do with locking me up against my will (and against the law) too, see evil. Who the hell is this stupid girl, who the hell does she think she is messing about with my life like this? My life is none of your business you stupid little girl. Could someone please go get her a supervisa husband? -she cannot function properly on her own. ​ Next along that row, is me! Me, 46yrs at Colosseum, QLD, after being ‘cast out’ of my home town in Gunnedah Great achievements come from permanence It’s such a catastrophe having to re-locate several times, many times in fact, in your life, especially if you have pets or are a gardener. I know cats get really attached to the whole situation, it’s like the yard, the house, it is their life, and relocating for a cat just doesn’t make sense at all, and I feel, it’s pretty much the same with a humans of any age, but especially kids, in my opinion. Kids need to form ties and bonds with same age generation, - actually, not only important with children but with their parents, and community too. It’s the people you know that will help you later on in life, possibly push you over the edge to get that good job or to get that good apartment by just a mere word from someone you know (thank you Mrs Finney). This has been very true I found in life, more so than my skills/abilities. The people I know have been more important, of course you will need to have skills and attributes to back yourself! but I’ve noticed it sometimes doesn’t matter what you know, or if you’re highly skilled, because you can’t be successful without a support team around you, this means family, or people close to you that are like family, that offer support like, emotional, moral, 2nd opinion, security – that kind of support. And this is true in business, as well in situations where you find yourself in trouble, like in court or dealing with the police. If you don’t have the support, just don’t set your life expectations too high. And forming attachments to big old trees – watching them grow from seedlings in your yard, all really important things to do in life. Don’t get me started on the problems I have with hair conditioners….I find one that is super good at detangling, I purchase it again, only they change the formula to one that is hopeless at detangling. It seems, every brand does it, not just Pantene! ​ And last photo along that row above is My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation In summer, this sling really makes a difference with the inflammation. I am currently applying for Disability Pension, so far, I been rejected twice, - they do not believe me. Not enough medical evidence. And “foot has been stabilized” - whatever that means, and they did not tell me those reasons, I had to phone and ask why, and they were very reluctant to sate any reasons, it’s like they want me to go through this long arduous drawn-out process with them, I feel they are kind of desperate. Maybe both feet have to be out of action to qualify for Disability? It does state clearly on their website if you have had the condition longer than 3 yrs, you will be entitled to a Disability Pension, well I am up to 5yrs. They are thieving liars – it is just like when they refused me for Aus study back when I was 18. Thieving cunts who work at Centrelink. Plus, since I have to deal with them about this issue, they have caused many contradictory problems, particularly about Identification, one call centre person says no I don’t have to go in to a counter to Id myself, and then the next time says I do, and that’s why it is not processed? (They do ask you to upload all id stuff like birth certificate etc, which I did). BUT also, a bit later, my birth certificate was stolen out of my house AT THIS TIME – the original green one, I believe it is Centrelink related, as when I had to deal with Centrelink in 1992, back then my birth certificate was also stolen, along with my passport. (I had to send off to Births Deaths and Marriages for a new Birth certificate, which I will have to do again $60 fee) I mean maybe the dogs at Centrelink have whole “fake ID wrought system” going in Australia?? (And again, white SUV parked next door at Bob and Helens, and then beeped me – I would say related to this birth certificate theft – GET A LIFE LITTLE PEOPLE). My uncle Chris thinks I should be getting Disability payments. He thinks I would not have to deal with so many stresses then, or it would be easier. (5 years now of being unable to walk properly, longer than 15 minutes or do any exercise. 5 years, you should see my big butt! – actually I have found having a big butt and a big belly, gets rid of ‘little shallow’ girls and boys. It’s a bonus. (And a little surprising for me, for those people to think that I would have someone so shallow in my life in the first place.) They don’t know me too well. It falls under the category of “ways to get rid of pricks”. Check that photostory. ​ I need to show you a list of items that have been stolen from me , beginning from when I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. So you can see what I am really complaining about. These are the items I know about. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs in, when I realized I was being targeted by same people and I wanted to do something, as the police were unable to do anything. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would allways be stolen too. I’m up to about 550 now - 550 small, everyday items. (just what I know about, there is prob heaps more). But since posting photos of them online, some have been returned later, sometimes much later, I'm guesstimating there would've been about 20 such items returned). I believe they take small items because this will fall under the radar of the police, if it was more valuable items the police would take a greater interest and would possibly find the culprit out. So here is my list; (I include the replacement value. The price not listed is stress and worry) I mean, I don’t expect you to read through the whole list, but just to get a general gist, and to show how much there is, what an impact the thieving is having on my life. That I have to record everything that has been taken because there’s been so much, and this is how I can possibly do something about it, plus deal with it psychologically speaking. Also, I am a crafty person, so I have a lot of little craft materials alongside my seed business -they steal both craft products and seeds equally. So this is a list of items from 2015 onwards, but they did steal before then too, occasionally, it started when I was living at Pendle Hill in Sydney with the theft of my original birth certificate from my flat, and passport from centerlink Parramatta. It could well be centerlink staff who are stealing, allthough being unemployed does not seem to be the determining factor. They steal all the time, at work, not at work, from shops, from my house, from my car, from my body when I am out, all the time since 1994; {Note, wix, cannot do 'copy and paste' from Word, the formatting gets lost here, numbers are lost too} Sewing machine oil 2ltr (brand new bottle) $20 2 lt pva glue $18 1 tube Liquid nails $7 Lawn mower oil 2lt $12 4 tyres/wheels taken off my car that broke down near Keepit Dam, NSW $1000 Sunglasses x 2 $100 AAA batteries x 7 $12 Goggles (from locked car at pool car park) $30 Air conditioner cork from the unit $12 Copper kettle (removalist or flatmate Mat) $85 Good Dust Brush and $5 Fire trowel (first day I moved in, only Heywood’s and my dad/brother were there) $45 Moisturizer $15 Knitting materials $12 Petrol Receipts (seriously) $? 2 loose screws taken out of car passenger seat in Tamworth outside Op shop in Hill st, used to be vinnies I think $5 Sewing Snippets $10 Trowel/ shovel (giant blue one from Bunnings, stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)$35 Very large painted pink sprinkler $19 Tube stock and label $12 A4 image print $55 Gunmetal tweezers $24 Bike led light $15 House Keys $100 Secateurs x 3 $35 Piping bag attachment $35 2 t/ware containers filled with garlic $40 Folk-art Door Note Pad $35 5kg mince from freezer $50 Seed capsule (pyriformis) off the tree out front $12 2 hair large butterfly hair clips $20 Red screwdriver $12 Tree vandalization, could have been roos $345 Eucalyptus melanophloia seeds, seed collected from Heath Barwick’s dads property $10 cat brush $2.39 RIT dye $10 ShopDoor Bell, School bell, string of doorbells x 2 $50 Plastic Tap from 60L Container $15 Knitted intarsia wool bag Xmas time/ returned 3mnths later (in a sorry state with courier ticket attached)? Maybe little sister Penny Bieman or little zombie Brother Daniel? $150 nail curve scissors $20 black non-stick spatula $6 Car Jack from car boot at mechanics $45 Vintage Leather hat box from Henry st garage just after dad died $90 fur stole (nice lush one, from house, could have been siblings but more likely neighbours$200 power board $20 1kg Bio Zed laundry powder x2 $25 red bag lost left in town at Vinnies / but later returned to my house to the laundry 3 x silver plated parfait spoon that was stolen (at Bulga, plus fridge sign taken/replaced) $65 marinated onions in jar $15 3 Victoria Knox knives $35 Emails disappear, lists hacked, forms changed (virus protection make no difference) $? Pkt 10 green irrigation spray heads $12 Mulberries – blonde hair in tree! $25 Apples off tree $25 whole tree of nectarines, whole tree $100 white headphones – taken/returned sewing machine dust brush (suspect Katie carter or Emma Finlayson neighbours and both sewers) $12 forms/paperwork $stress Chocolate Caramel Tart recipe from pin board (salted) $? Drill key x 2 off veranda $34 Front Door Key $30 6 in 1 screw tool $22 Stanley screwdriver brand new $12 X2 knitting needles, 3.75, 47” + 24” $30 wooden pegs $4 socks/underwear off the line $20 scissors $5 tennis ball from car in Gunnedah parked at irrigation place $5 electronic stud finder $30 2 plug in light bulbs $12 ball of black cotton yarn $16 water bottle and cooler from Gunnedah Art Gallery $50 dowel rolling pin off top of fridge, I suspect spoilt little brats from MasterChef $15 jar of Duck fat $6 4 gift cards stolen by staff / volunteers at Gunnedah art gallery $20 Timber from Bunnings checkout queue, returned next day to back of my Ute? Pin from Wool picker, mysteriously returned 12 months later $14 4.5mm x 40cm circular knitting needles $12 400g white alpaca $20 3 good trowels $40 Wrench spanner shifter, I suspect Heath Barwick $12 Irrigation joiner with red cap; x 4 $123 blue/3 green irrigation spray heads $11 Airs let out of trolley and 2 wheelbarrows o/n I suspect David Heywood $200 2 face washers $70 purple D clip $12 Front door key, again, how many times do I need to replace the front door lock? $40 art metal spatula retuned 3 years later – not kidding Tape measure for pool, 30m x 3 – all 3 were stolen, 1 was stolen by the earth movers son $70 Stoneware x 16 brown plates Arabia Ruska STONEWARE $360 Another 4 brand new secateurs $40 Key chain $100 7 China graph pencils $30 Shopping list from locked car (plus dogs in Tamworth) Metal rod from window, when I was asleep with window open, and God knows what else Another 3 pairs of secateurs $30 Another red irrigation cap $1 Blue pruning sword / returned Half head garlic Propagation vandalization –always on a Friday or Saturday night $12 Flower seedlings $12 Soapwort- stolen after that girl with red hair on the BBC ‘Gardner’s World’ TV show explained how to ‘lift’ to transplant little plants$12 Acacia seeds, rare $100 Acacia spectabilis seed, whole tree $25 Hakea seed, Euc seed $35 Another gazania ‘kiss’ seedling $10 SanDisk 32gb secure digital SD card sdhc hc g class 4 / returned Deodorant x2 $8 Sticky tap dispenser $10 Plums off tree, and chook trodden on, breaking leg $40 Unpick, blue $10 Nuts, pickpocketed out of bag at the Barber St Doctor reception $10 2014 female dogs Rayon silk embroidery thread x2 $12 White Cotton voile off the roll $20 7.5mm bamboo circular needles $12 7mm bamboo circular needles $12 Bolt and nut, unscrewed from channel, 1 of 36 taken $12 Tin snips, later returned with additional pair plus a new hammer turned up on my shelf? $22 calculator pickpocketed out of bag at Tamworth Bunnings by staff there $34 freshly collected Euc seeds from car parked at Taminda, guy in mid-30’s $20 plug and joiner fittings $5 6 x 30cm metal ruler $40 House entered when I absent, security system switched off ? Mannequin displayed at Gunnedah Art Gallery taken then returned damaged $145 Power keeps getting switched off I suspect Steve Carter $ A LOT Tape measure retractable 3m $10 Back door opened, cameras not enabled when I was in Tam. Swann switch off? 2 small screws placed in plastic bag in living room Hose fitting washers $5 Home invasion while I sleep, several items moved about? New Jumper cut, feather placed? Cutlery, 8 metal knifes (purchased from Vinnies!) $5 Watched landlord drain all water out of rainwater tank – David Heywood, child walking around in an adult body. Car scratched up, muffler damaged, saw tampered with, pots knocked off, eggs stolen…... Eucalyptus microcorys seeds – a whole lot, could be rubiginosa $60 50ml Aluminium Balm Tin Lip Gloss Container $1.04 Lip Pigment Makeup Liquid $1.98 Kapok Tree vandalized, could be birds? Lights outside, the contract shooter Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend?) $50 Shooters 4am outside window, 10 shots until I switched light on Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend? car broken into a rural health clinic, park brake left on, not sure if anything taken 10L unleaded fuel from locked shed $19 Washing powder (lights outside) $7 Silver earing pieces x 10 $2 Red ochre pigment $5.80 At least 8 torches $80 Knitting pin stitch holder, later returned to my floor, seriously, Friday 15th 2014 $20 At least 5 reading glasses, 3 pickpocketed out of bag , in Gunnedah female theives$40 Hakea grammatophylla seeds $12 9 black pens $12 Red sewing clippers - window opened to bar (7cm gap) gauze shimmed off $1 Watch battery mysteriously materialized on my floor? Black yoga top, used and unwashed (blackout/cows in, I suspect landlords daughters)$20 Silver clip, replaced with black stationary clip ? Glass $7 CCTV cable $40 4 stoke oil, new bottle $20 Chrysanthemum Indicum seed Double Mix $20 Blue nylon cord $10 Twine x 1 ball $4 Chainsaw nut ($30 to replace) $30 flour – they swap my bulk bread flour for pastry flour? Repeatedly this is a problem $200 400g alpaca hand dyed with Mulberries, wine colour $50 Protractor $12 Spare key / fine bone china smashed $90 Pink silk sleeve pair $50 More Arabia Ruska STONEWARE dinner plates x 2 $40 Liquid paper $5 1.6mm Bic pen $5 Poinsettia Princettia cuttings $ pool stuff used and tissues thrown in pool YUK Chamelaucium uncinatum - Geraldton wax seeds $10 screw to chain lock $5 Blue nylon fishing cord $10 Bormioli Rocco Glass jar full of fresh dried apricots $17 2 long wooden spoons then returned 4 more yellow secateurs $40 4 blue secateurs $40 4m dark green georgette fabric, off the roll $20 Stunning silver rose ring (I mean stunning), that one was ages ago in 1998, I still miss it$700 Orange Taylors chalk $5 Body Thermometer $1.72 2 frozen bananas? $1.40 Chainsaw screw (maybe dingbat repairer forgot to put it back on?) $7 Tat soi seed $15 Irrigation filter $16 Another 32gb usb, pink, full of knitwear photos $50 Plastic jug $3 Eggs Californian poppy seedlings (true pink form of ‘Ballerina’) $100 Wide spray head off (the white one) pressure cleaner, taken from locked shed $7 Kennedia seeds $5 House Keys between 434 and 439 2/08/15, while I was getting the washing of the line $100 Black/red pliers. Later returned to different spot and something else taken (my keys) Wood from back of Ute (one day I watched Ute on street from inside, men, walk up, look inside for anything to steal) Purple bottle brush seeds and label $50 2 rego tickets of desk, later returned they did not pay them! 10 Drill Bits 0.5mm $1 2 more lack yoga tops $30 Premium fuel swapped for regular fuel in my 10L caddy, I can tell difference, old lady at Centrelink did it$15 My outdoor tweezers from special spot, bloody little shithheads $2 Pottery bowl cracked (motor biker and bar off kitchen window) $50 Vent Foil tube (from roof storage) later returned Clasp Hasp and Staple 4" $1.78 The doctors card with email ? Paper scissors 19/10/2015 11:00 AM (prop some Euc seeds too) $5 Glass head pins $7 Tweezers – outdoor ones 2nd pair replacement $4.09 Toggle $2 KnitPro cable $20 Mosaic Tiles $25 Pima Cotton plant $15 Eucalyptus orbifolia seeds $45 Hakea multilineata seed (maybe Janet Hathaway’s kids stealing seed?) $5 Orange capsicum seedlings $20 E. citriodora tube stock (maybe Sarah Fergusons daughter from Peter Long steals plants?)$30 Lavender oil from eBay $12 Macadamia vandalized Letter from Donna Keegan stolen Ariat shoe brush (unbelievable) $15 Amythurst pendant earring just 1 taken $15 Ruby 32gb usb / later returned 2kg sugar brand new unopened from kitchen cupboard- fucking female dogs – they have no idea how stupid they are $2 Hose spray $15 Rudolf Steiner school book stolen then returned Rose quartz heart stone silver plaited pendant - returned (because I know how to kick up a stink now!) trees vandalized Eucalyptus lansdowneana x 3 tubes, Eucalyptus citriodora x2 t, Eucalyptus leucoxylon x1 t $18 Pima cotton plant, dug up $15 D clamp, stolen then returned to living room - Booklet of 5 stamps from desk (free concession booklet from post office) $5 Total so far $6606 plus $1500 Swann CCTV +running cost and time Rapunzel cocoa replaced with cheap cocoa in container, defiantly something a dog would do, unbelievable – there are stupid bimbo girls out there who believe unemployed people do not deserve anything of value or quality(or food in some cases) $12 1 pink / grey stripe cashmere glove only 1 (SYTYCD?) $25 Master padlock stolen at gate between 130pm and 4pm 20th June, same day Ken from Telstra was here to connect the phone, reported to Gunnedah police, phone rang out 3 times, before Tamworth answered, and did nothing so called theft line Ronda who said police will come here (never turned up) but Telstra credited me the cost to replace the padlock New White leggings – COTTON / SPANDEX JERSEY $30 More 7mm x40cm bamboo circs Mail box vandalized again (I suspect Steve Carters nephews) $90 32 GB iPod returned to car ? Glue unopened e62360256 Anne (reported to Damian Wood at Gunnedah – but he is hopeless, did not even bother making a report- glue returned 1 week later 2 tomato plants $15 3 eggs (I suspect H&H Refrigeration, Bret) $5 Forgot to lock and power switched off, not sure what was taken, no electricity Black / Silver zippered Harry Who Top $200 Unripe fruit picked left outside tunnel; 4 trees $400 Whole chilli tray $12 1 orange capsicum tube $5 More 3mm metal dpn and 3mm bamboo dpn $3 Plant: Pink flowering Ironbark - Eucalyptus sideroxylon. Tube stock $10 Plastic egg 20/12/2016, returned 1 week late, then stolen again 31/3/2017 $1 Purple head of Garlic $10 Eucalyptus sideroxylon – Pink Flowering Iron Bark – x 5 tubes $50 3mm bamboo circular needles x 3 pairs 120cm $30 Needle threader (they took 1, I still have 1 left) $1 Secateurs out of the car, last trip into town, parked at the Dentist in Barber ST $16 Cat biscuits, the whole bowl, I think Emma Finlayson stole that $10 Green garden bag from garden express (1), still have 2 left $20 Spare key – they left it on log for me to find, after stealing fly squat?? Fly squat that I inherited from Dad – souvenir from Tasmania Trip, later returned $20 Favourite Black potting tray / pot $15 F&P Dish Draw – by dodgy devious way $1200 faux fur yarn from Gwen Wilsons house, later returned $15 vintage weeder from Tulcumbah (maybe Tomas who’s friends with Cull /knapman boy) $50 hot wax poured on my ball of cat / alpaca yarn – crazy idiot 2 butterfly claw clips taken, then returned Seedless white Grape Vine plant in 12” pot $25 Plastic bag from shade house taken then returned a day later no value whatsoever Pears off tree – bird alarm at 2am, 340am and 5am, not a bird stalker? Watering can taken then returned from shade house $12 More fresh eggs, literally would be 100’s now $50 Photo of that strange bird, taken off my PC (hacked) $200 iPod screw from car– and I am pretty sure they dislodged the lcd screen on both (fucked them both) $344 x 2 Strawberry guava all off tree/ aerial spraying, no fruitfly this year, arshole and STUPID Steve Carter . Aerial spraying poisons over me on the hill, just up from house, and my house.DUMB Sideroxylon tubes x 3 so far Missing footage on cctv after going into town More 3mm Bamboo circular knitting needles – 40cm, 80cm and 120cm $25 Half bottle of face moisturizer, while pressure cleaning, reported Ray, he considers it lost - arse $14 Clove oil $12 Folk art needle holder, timber with orange flowers? $35 Pyriformis seedling No more gaps sealant $25 Gold brown sunnies Purple sunnies (just discovered these hopeless aluminium windows can be opened easily if not shut all the way) Reading glasses at Joblink Plus $1 Wide Chisel taken when gap filler was returned, later returned $15 Red handled paint scraper, later returned $12 Fabric design Silver Eucalyptus foliage Warm, I think, not sure, I have so many things stolen Asparagus knife from chook yard Sunday (17th /18th September 2017) night at 3am $12 HDMI cable and Auxiliary cable from new DVD from living room floor, same night as chook mysteriously got stuck under a log outside the penn – left window open dammit $10 ANGOPHORA costata - Smooth-barked Apple Gum SEEDS $10 EUCALYPTUS calycogona (pink fls) (WA) - Pink Gooseberry Mallee $10 Car windows open, battery flat next day – new battery, someone tampered with it? $200 Gomphrena canescens labelled seed tray $10 Hakea falcate? Something awry in shade house, not sure what, could be labels swapped? Plastic seed tray with lid $10 Small orange handled screw (I think my overlocker was tampered too) $6 Whole tree of Eucalyptus leucoxylon rosea – Pink Flowering Yellow Gum seed pods 3.25mm x 80cm, 3.75mm x 80cm, 5mm x 80cm, 2 lots 3.5mm x 80cm Metal Circular knitting needles – up to 16 pairs now that have been stolen $100 Whole tree of Eucalyptus lansdowneana seed pods taken Kennedia nigricans - Black Coral Pea, SEED X100 (so many seeds, must be landlord related) 30g Callebaut (heaps of Callebaut chocolate) Pruning saw, later returned along with blue Philips head $40 Calculator, the good solar one from school in the 90’s (belonged to Tomas, little brother, may have been him?$50 Also had problems with 2 neighbours who sprayed poison over my house and me, the 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA (Forced relocation, basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (beginning of 2018), I was hoping thieving would stop, with the advent of new neighbours, but it has not, I think my new landlord likes to ‘play’, like a cat with a mouse, or a whale with a seal – (total drunken idiotic behaviour), Peter Long and also is eldest daughter, both lawyers, aswell as partner Sarah Ferguson and her daughter, a whole stealing bully family, they do not know right from wrong, and have no concept of the whole win/win situation Also at this point I started listing my stolen items online, and, I believe as a result, some items have been returned Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 lendrum c clip (pried off with pliers, and pliers stolen too, those pliers have been stolen and returned about 4 times now, those pliers were worth about $60, they were good ones, later found destroyed in my car tyre with the red part missing, I suspect Peter placed it under my tyre so when i reversed out it would puncture it ($200) + $12 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD Black textas x 4 $20 Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! Flat tyre -the pliers that were stolen were stuck in my tyre; I believe Peter Long did it. Then Browns tyre place ripped me off too, with 2nd hand crap tyre that failed inspection few weeks later. Long thought I messed his solar fence (of course I did not) so this was his “payback” game – what a stupid idiot, he has major psychological problems. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 Good sewing Scissors - Could the BLONDE BIMBO THAT WORKS AT BUNNINGS AND STEALS FROM ME WHENEVER I GO TO THERE, PLEASE DROP DEAD FROM CANCER later returned $60 Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 Remote from blind later returned $30 Rake (the big plastic green one) $50 New address at Builyan, only there 4mnths. People are the same wherever you go (Hey arsehole, I know you can hear me) (forced relocation again, but glad to leave that place) egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) pen off desk, later returned pin shelf nail plugs later returned extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned Torch stolen again by another coward later returned chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned Stamps, by the postman Benny Vaughn, I think he delivered them to the neighbours delib? Same with 2019 calendar, 2 sets glasses, pc mouse and trichosanthes seed hose washers x10 in pkt $3 Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) Little black ¼ tsp measure from seed supply, maybe taken from Rangari or Long Cottage I believe all these items were returned due to kicking up a stink, posting posters and local Police Lisa Lynch who actually took me seriously (in the beginning at any rate), I would like to point out that one older neighbour, a JP, Frank Mckee said I should ignore thefts and not kick up a stink re stolen items in order to keep the peace (I totally disagree after 300 items ($10000 worth of stuff), and his wife sent me hate mail in the post), also, someone broke my window while I was there. REALLY STEALING New QLD location, (16th November 2018) (forced relocation again - oh sure, I can handle moving all my furniture on my own 4 TIMES IN LESS THAN 12mnths) Just moved here 1 mnth, and already stealing (why are all farming families fucked in the head?), note no locks on doors and missing windows when I first moved in for a few weeks till fixed - just asking for trouble. God, when are they going to make open windows secure? Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $20 White hair towel RETURNED TV vandalized on veranda?? I did not put crack in screen, but now has one- $800 2 allocasurina seed pods (a group of people attempted to replace these) Pink oiling drizzler RETURNED Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose 31st Jan 2019 Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 1-2-2019 (I have a copy you idiots) Invoices from Wares for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, I suspect Katie Carter, as she was st Agnes beach in November, same day I went there. Stalkers RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (different one, I suspect, they saw my photo?) 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 (fucked brand) $90 Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition $35 Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi Triton Buy It Now $12 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner Buy It Now $40 Slow motion cha cha info, “I love a Rainy Night”, song off iPod, Exercise playlist off iTunes Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole) 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 Mower mask, 3m, good one RETURNED. $20 The laughing Opera songs from iTunes 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo Half empty bottle of tea tree Julie Ward? RETURNED. $7 TamworthHarveyNorman short blonde girl overcharged massage chair missing $2300 Terracotta bowel from maidenhair? $104 stolen by Elders / Tamara Smits and Lacey Bimrose for gardening at Builyan, Judge Athol Kennedy + Dennis Kinnsella, and Gladstone Police $20 Coles voucher, PC hacked (Coles gave me an extra rump steak in next order!) Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 1 length of polypipe stolen Helichrysum essential oil – bottle emptied and put back at Sarah Ferguson? $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, plus my recipe stolen off PC$50 Handwoven woollen cushion Pretty sure a few frozen meats were taken out of the freezer? Windchime from china on ebay $1000 generator $1000 Gunnedah recycling container full of my plants from shade house (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $200 Credit card from iPod $750, I suspect CBA stole it incahoots with Facebook forum people from Agnes water, CBA also stole money for my Telstra internet, even though I had obtained a new credit card with new numbers. Thieves Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 Mannequin photo off PC $2 Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 Chook feed from chook yard $5 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 3 trees vandalized $22 Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales$10000 Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book$5000 Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay$20000 Coward at flickr deleted and ban me for ever from flickr Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis Gin Gin news agency stupid bitch ban me from putting up notices on their public free notice board (landlord related; did not want me to find somewhere else to live) ​ Wikipedia ban, by red head coward The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 Chrys vandalized $1 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 Kale seeds, my big stash with chaff, stolen 2019. In 2021, when I checked RETURNED, I suspect girl from US Netflix farmer ‘restashed’ me, chaff included (they were most definatly not there all 2020, as I purchased 2 other varieties –evil plan to make me appear crazy) so since they been in my seed cabinet, they may have stolen my prizewinning new pink celosia seed, they would have swapped them, so I can’t tell, have to wait and see bout that Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 Celosia argentea var cristata - Cockscomb SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers, little bee, hunny_bunny_mollys; Netflix uk flowerfight? Anna Avakimova – someone on ebay buys my seeds, whenever they steal my seeds, Sharon Millet at no 9 kooka park, Trigg Nursery, killed her plant I purchased from her as she sold me mislabelled one$150 Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 Clove essential oil $25 2 metal parfait spoons $10 Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 braided cotton candle wick $10 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 Unpicks $8 Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 1 reels of tape $4 Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 Good garden trowel $ Wooden dressmakers awl $12 Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal Back scratcher in the mail Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 More pink deformed celosia seed $50 Brick $5 2 more luffas $10 More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 Ibuprofen – ½ .80c Another pair secateurs returned (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 iPhone charger $25 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 Good pen with string on it $35 Beige sunglasses $35 Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment Floss, later returned Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet Big w stealing by overcharging and Woolworths not stocking product so I have to purchase from big w – who DO NOT DELIVER TO MY ADDRESS – hopeless. Coles too, IT staff still food out of my cart at checkout also at modification and also whilst I’m shopping. Same as they do instore. PISS off Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer Tea tree oil stolen from pipette bottle, bedside table (I invariably have tea tree oil stolen over the years, and it’s like they steal it, use some, and then return what they didn’t use, or they just steal a little bit, like tip a quarter of the bottle out and leave the rest. It’s like they’re too tight to buy their own tea tree oil, and “share” mine, I really think the think they are sharing, and not stealing – talk about mentally retarded. Maybe they don’t know where it is in the supermarket? it’s readily available. It’s $8 a bottle. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 Woolworths data, Woolworths mobile number, Woolworths mobile receipt from PayPal, and Woolworths mobile number email – what the fuck is wrong with them? Teach yourselves a lesson you delinquents $10 Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 Good Pen on a string for pattern making$20 Yogi marlons dvd for back pain 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen$80 I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS They steal my reminders, that is my daily outlook reminders, one time they stole my fornightly centerlink one My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park PH test kit from pool $50 Hoe (good old one) $50 Wifi camera x 2 $180 Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 Fedex stole $26 by saying my measurments were incorrect when they WERE NOT – I know they stole this money, they were copying the other courier in Bundaberg who stole $30 from me at checkout. The trend. Couriers: female thieving dogs. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen$50 Metal Boomerang from ute$70 ​ ​​ Another forced relocation to Sarina, QLD, 4737, and the thieving continues, and again with landlord / real estate harasment from yet another stupid blonde FUCK OFF guy at Reject Shop overcharged 75c, till said it was, so girls scanning wrong barcode when I enter thew shop – the follow me around the shop with their scanners trying to see what is on my list, usual common deliberate tactic Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 Blue fringe swimmers $50 Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 Metal whisk $20 Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone Nutribullet cup, small one with handle, that was left at kooka mail centre, probably the idiot who left it there for someone to have, saw that I got it, then stalked me up here and stole it – surrounded by fucking idiots $10 The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 my pumpkin seed tray in small pot, and geranium great balls of fire seed tray taken then returned with no seed – weird, the yummy pumpkin, also my good Pima cotton that I had been saving since Rangari – the extra super soft and super fine cotton – it was by chance ‘struck gold’ seed $200 Bra receipts stolen from my eBay and PayPal, Plus money seems to be on listed in Paypal whether it was stolen or not, I do not know, but I definitely purchased it. Stolen one of my cats chicken in a glass Tupperware container from fridge overnight?, also biscuits disappearing overnight, a few of my crockery suddenly had chips in them over night, eggs missing from the carton, and I found a sponge lying on the floor one time when I got back from posting letters. Locked unit?$15000 Amazon seller said my lycra bike shorts never turned up, so stolen in the post at Sarina?, plus the photo I took of the envelope was stolen off my PCpossibly $25 Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT$30 Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS$30 Peter Holland re seeds resent – is beeping at me and turning up at the units at odd times during the day, they are looking guilty, or people are pretending to be Aus post – perhaps DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES – as in, fucking idiots. SEE POLICE, SEE HOW CLUELESS YOU ARE, AS TO WHAT GOES ON Tagetes essential oil stolen$35 Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so)$10 Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen$15 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling$25 1 rolled frozen chicken breast$10 Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) +3 magnification black reading glasses$12 Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open$60 Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight$5 Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand -THIEVES I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer?$16 Glue by faulty glue at total tools mackay, I think that dumb accountant followed me around next time I went to Mackay, 2 mnths later$17 Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality Tail light broken – hit and run$45 Sarina Master Mechanical stole $72.50 with NO DIAGONIZE AND WANTED TO STEAL $600+ IN THE FUTURE, then after the bank said they would put in a dispute, suddenly I got a another engine light – they did it. (I won – they sore LOOSERS) its not like I would ever go back to them, ever. -? No point – pointless people. My entire GumTree folder from my outlook was deleted – I keep every transaction, listing and message – I told you those people are as dodgy as hell More meat from freezer? Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 Coles Mackay are stealing by not delivery essential goods that I paid for already on delivery day; so I have to order again and pay the $50 minimum, especially big problem ever since I have been here, 2 yrs now. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023$22 Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 2kg kangaroo mince, stolen 29th, stolen mitre 10 carpark or at the lights by someone on escooter. I reckon stolen by the dogs incahoots with the pet shop in mackay, due to the fact that I thought to myself what a bimbo their staff was, when they gave me incorrect information. Bimbo. I will not be retracting my thought. I cannot go to mackay anymore, they all just steal from me they placed carpet snake on my aircon$20+ Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 1 concession stamp $1.20 Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108$25 Chip place in my glass tank after I uploaded my youtube aquarium vid – police called 17th July. Then after I covered it with tape, the tape was stolen – FUCKING IDIOTS – I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU OON THE HEAD YOU STUPID DOGS.$350 Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central$55 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer$58 Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023$12 Apple – big thieves, they turn my iPad camera off when I go into town, so dogs next door can steal food out of my fridge. And Telstra has something to do with it, as often when I have called Telstra / apple / PayPal / ebay – I get the same girl – she is computer nerd DOG. She also has something to do with organising fake jobs providers; getting bullies from my past in life and inserting them in jobs provider positions to do my appointments. Nazis.$10000 I bet so far One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by fucking idiot dogs)$8 Another 4 trees stolen by sarina council; 2 stolen, 2 mown over, possible Nev and or Molly from realestate responsible. I continue to be surrounded by fucking moron anti nature idiots Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm$35 M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervertSeptember 2023$5 Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen$65 All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen$200 ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN$70 ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones?$25 LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway$21 My Set of knitting Stitch Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 Boxfan photos stolen off PC$5 Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection$500 Another chicken breast was stolen$6 Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 Another 2 male blonde Endlers stolen, police and ambulance driver doing sirens when item stolen. Cowards. New neighbour moved in then left 2 days later – landlord related. I think they stole more chicken too. FUCKING ATTENTION SEEKING IDIOTS Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer$12 Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one$10 Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute$25 Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? Red betta stolen from bucket outside-youtube guy did it ‘keepfishsimple’ – he asked dickhead neighbour to do it, so he did – so stupid plus neighbours at 108 harassing me re feeding fish – they thieves too My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves New lycra Sewing needles strewn all over the floor one morning? Stolen Silver clasp from colosseum, found lying on sewing room floor same time – they returning items, I think the missing glove was returned to same day? Rosemary essential oil stolen from bedroom, NOV 2023 later returned near empty, neighbour Jackie is stealing them, I tried to report police 8/2/2024, police refused to record theft, her plates; 049HD6, PC photo stolen $30 Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet$200 Redbubble stealing from me in manner of no results in search of my name on their website$500 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin?$50 Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 Coles Mackay are also stealing by not delivering half my order, so I have to reorder and pay extra minimums, the fake manage John, refuses to order my items up from the Brisbane warehouse Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods Woolworths are stealing if I leave my unit and click n collect, by sending in thugs to my unit when I am not here, then they do signs about it – they are Sarina thieves, all the staff at Sarina Woollies are thieves Pack and Send Courier at Mackay refused to serve me unless I pay $100 for a pick up– she’s one of the thieving cunt dogs from Bundaberg Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? Another frozen chicken taken when I went down to woollies to collect groceries, Mon 18th Dec, I suspect new neighbour Jackie, a skinny brunette with a child as partner, she works 7 days apparently then 7 days off, getting bored, these items were taken on her last day here, plus she spoke to me afterwards – dodgy dog - not a cheeky fun little girl you stupid neighbour old men. an evil dog. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen Also then, chipped placed in Serenity Rose Cup with replacement not being delivered –so ebay; huishanliang, - Di sandron, put a chip in my mug, (CHIPS ARE COMMON PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE FORM OF ATTACK by stupid people - then refunded me for the mug that didn't turn up, it said that it probably still will turn up and I should keep it- this is the fucking bullshit I have to deal with, see what they did, vandalized my mug, then paid for it to ease their conscious – I WANT COMPENSATION FOR BREAK AND ENTER PLUS STRESS thanks very much; $5000 per incident Amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email computer hackers hack my computer and break my mouse, so that I have to purchase another one - every 12 months they do it clock work (my new one was damaged and I had to resort back to the old one and hey presto, working fine. No brand, I buy small one, just says 3d optical mouse made in china, it comes in purple or browny centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too Netflix computer nerds/movie actors are stealing from me A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked$55 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings$50 Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way$200 3 safety switch blackouts10th Jan 2024, either dishwash or someone breaking in to powerbox – cunt Molly at Ray White slow to switch back on – deliberatley slow. Because of that, I would say it would be deliberate cut off?? Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? Black poly elbow with thread at one end - they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit$4 Centerlink put me on hold for 3hrs 20minutes to determine if I was crazy (if I got angry, I would be considered crazy, if I was pleasant - then sane) - cunts and IDIOTS (I think they are copying Bundaberg mental unit Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced - this was placed in my fridge then stolen 2 bottles my chicken stock? 1 glass air line joiner$5 Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr - wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process$460 Whole 1 kg pkt of Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed$30 Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 Daniel Saunders bluesharoom@yahoo.com.au a sabotager of my business, address; SE 8, 100 Melbourne Hill Road, Warrandyte Victoria 3113 aswell as Daniel Breves Ribeiro the faker ($200 short last year) RayWhite charge $150 fumigation, but the fumigator charged $55; RayWhite trying to steal $100 on a vacate Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers Wooden dish drying rack$60 reported 9797954 Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera$25 Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts$15 Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time$40 Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli$10 After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes$55 Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges ​ little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? Gumtree theft; whenever I list something gets stolen; listed aquarium pebbles, and lotus stolen. My whole Gumtree folder in Outlook was stolen too. I suspect every single person who’s ever contacted me on gumtree is a thief, and they have figured out that they can be tracked via their Username and so they have deleted all my emails from outlook. ​ ​ New Address (another forced location, but this one better than all the rest!) Had several items go missing but then turn up next day in the first 2 weeks, so maybe just lost from stress of relocating again? Coles stole shallot, and gave me onion instead – thinking I would not know the difference Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order Coffee cup people stealing me by putting my favourite design set up double price, and making them too tall for my coffee machine anyway$80 Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) Dogs still deliberately trying to make me feel uncomfortable at kmart and Drs waiting room – by making me wait excessive times. Plus they send in female dog who has fake laugh – maybe an app. Bully tactic. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? Organic apple 1.25kg frozen roo mince Another organic apple My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina$250 All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 4 home made wooden triangle hooks After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1”- Saturday, 13 July 2024 Australian tax office stealing by purchasing my 2nd hand goods on etsy; so tax is auto taken out, - as I do not have to pay tax on that sale; they spend the money just so I get screwed out of tax. STUPID, really stupid. $150 Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000,no refund apun request/tax lodgement Perverts at YouTube deleted my account Facebook fakers putting in fake posts of things I want on marketplace, then refusing me, aswell as businesses discriminating against me, ones run by women- little girls; bowen in sarina, Zomai Hourigan Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing(bidet and motor rotor) I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove Telstra, centerlink, bauer, dr’s, postoffice, all conspiring to tell me my phone is broken so I have to get another one and pay extra $135 – those dogs thought I underpaid for my original new phone, so co-conspired to force me to buy another one at extra cost, REAL narcissistic dogs. Telstra girl said her name was Catherine Jade – as if real name. Cba stealing weeks later on cc bakery transactions through fake surcharge $1.12, after investigation; stating insufficient proof, after I supplied it, plus no signature at bottom of letter, just ‘Payments Services Utility’ Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE ​Magnetic sewing guide, taken off my sewing machine (So many sewing items have been stolen from me over the years it's been quite bizarre, it's like anyone in my local area who can sew (aside from myself), must be a total thief. Literally hundreds of items taken from my sewing room I bet it's bloody stupid bimbo mothers) Staurogyne repens plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 Photos of unknown plant from next door removed from ipad-explains all the ipad updates atm (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham ​black kmart scissors and silver serving spoon went into rubbish bag, I think, they missing ​sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOG, TRYING TO CONTROL ME RE MY DECISION TO DRIVE TO TOWN AT 7AM fuck off you stupid narcassisit ​ ​ ​ ​ 695 items and still counting So that's 695 items, my list to date, that I know about. (695+ incidents, so at $5000 per incident, thats $2,795,000.00 that those stupid dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00) So, there are heaps more I have not written down too, before I realized I was being targeted, retailers overcharging, Dr's receptionists overcharging.... heaps of female thieves, infact all women who I encounter are THIEVES, all of them, there so far, has been NO exception to that rule. 695 - that is ABSURD! A lot, isn’t it? And sad isn’t it? The people responsible for these thefts are absolutely NUTS, and they should be locked up in jail (not in a mental health ward) IN JAIL - that’s where they belong. IN JAIL. Julia Roberts was right, in jail. About $19000 worth of small items. But the emotional stress far outweighs the cost by at least $7million. Just a quick sidebar here, it's a good spot to mention; I was talking to the owner of an aquarium shop in Mackay, because I had some kangaroo meat stolen that I had purchased there, and he implied that he is well aware of the fact that people are stealing from me, and also implied that “I should be a good sport about it, because it's just too amusing for all” he further went on to say “you know it's just too bad that you have to be the centre of this big joke, but it's worth it, because it's just so funny”. WHAT A FUCKING ARSEHOLE. I believe this is relate to Rachael Wainbergs sister, who now goes by the name of Cate Rogers. ​ The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind – BULLIES. That’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, as it pisses them off. And what they have created after these 20yrs+ of theft and 696 items stolen, is now a guarded outlook on most people, I can only assume now that everyone steals from me - which I know they do, well certainly did in Gunnedah AND Tamworth – the stealing game – STUPID COUNTRY HICKS) BITCHES. I want to portray exactly how angry I am about these thefts. (plus there have been heaps more THEFTS at the check out, whilst shopping, overcharging. Those are not listed here). And before I started keeping track of the thefts, and before the stealing was a weekly event; in about 1999, I had an electrolysis kit, and I’m going to add this to my list of stolen items, because even though I gave it away to Vinnies - I believe I was manipulated in doing so, by a girl telling me it doesn’t work you should throw it out (as she wanted it) . Back then I was really naive and about the insidious way women work, and how they can sneakily steal things and manipulate others. Anyway, I miss that machine, as I’ve now got big patchy areas where no hair grows. All that was required was a little patience. I don’t even know if they make them anymore, it was about $100 - but it most definitely DID WORK. ​ Ok, so now I will continue with my photo stories; ​ ​ Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women Sydney Australia Fashion House Bims: I went for a job interview here (Image Clothing/Howard Showers) and you wouldn’t believe what these bimbos did; before they got the person who was interviewing me: they got some stupid leech dog who was following me, (they allowed her) literally stalking me, across the city, I assume she must’ve been from Centrelink, (she was – a continuous problem, she had brown hair, freckles, kind of short), to interview me. They pretended she was the supervisor (what the?). This girl was nothing but a total pervert, she went through my whole resume and asked me 50 million questions most of them really quite personal, especially interested in money, she was offensive and invasive, and then after she’d finished, they passed me on to the ‘real’ person who was actually doing the interview, btw I got the job and worked there for 14 months. I have since left and have worked elsewhere. It is only in retrospect that I can see clearly what happened, and it is no wonder Image Clothing has closed. How dare they set up a fake interview with some stupid little leech dog that works at Centrelink - and most likely a thief. What a bunch of CUNTS. (One woman who worked there needs special mentioning, she was pregnant with brown hair, I can’t remember her name - brainless woman BRAINLESS.) -and no, not the 7mnth pregnant one downstairs that smoked – see, surrounded by fully dysfunctional people in the fashion industry). Actually, I want to mention a bit of a secret that went on there, I suspect it did in a lot of others to; the designers would travel over to Europe and or America each season to see what the latest fashion trends were, they would buy a whole large suitcase of clothing, come back and copy it all, perhaps they might change a colour or a button or something. But it was really a bit of a scam in my opinion, as a young designer. It was basically about having a shopping holiday for the designers, and you know their own ‘personal lifestyle’. So not only did the designers in this company have the cushiest job, and the easiest job, but they got paid the most. This whole structure just didn’t make any sense to me, it still doesn’t - although I think it basically goes back to oppression in Australia, not thinking that they’re good enough to do it themselves, and not being encouraged in schools. I know in my public-school education there was certainly no encouragement for creativity or design, in fact it was kind of looked down upon. And a fear of being creative and different was instilled. However, the designers in that company were all from overseas anyway, perhaps a Tall Poppy thing, but really, Australian education does not prepare one, for those kind of roles, it’s like, there is a pre-existing social structure, and a typical girl from Australia is not going to be even considered for a ‘money’ job. Actually, I recommend not working in the fashion industry. Women in the fashion industry are uncouth bitches anyway, private school does not prepare you for such a world. I did wonder in retrospect at my parents encouraging me to go into the fashion industry, when they just spent all that money on a private school education, and people that work in the fashion industry and notoriously the lowest paid females, not only in Australia, but in the world. It just doesn’t make any sense at all. Having said that, I feel you could be successful in the fashion world, as in your own business, if you have a mentor. Someone from the industry who is very familiar with how things work - the rag trade has a certain way of working and a young graduate is clueless about how it works. One would need connections in China too. I want to mention, also, I worked in a different fashion company, Gazelle near Botany Bay, there was a ‘mousy’ girl there who was my assistant for about 3 days. One day she gave me a lift when I had car service and she charged me $2, she was very odd and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole some mambo labels in a very sneaky bimbo way, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her several times working has a checkout chick in shops that have stolen from me in Gunnedah, either at checkout by putting items through twice or pickpocketing from my bag, plus my 10 white 500ml coffee cups were stolen by someone in the fashion industry, and it’s possibly her? High bimbo dysfunction, can’t remember her name unfortunately. I think she followed me up here in Queensland too, but since I’ve written about her in this image story. I’m pretty sure she’s gone, can’t say for certain but just a feeling. One of the fashion houses I worked at was Discovery Clothing, the girls were very curious about me when I started, they were not quite bitchy, but certainly wary, threatened and a little hostile, but the main aim was to find out how much money I earned. When I told them (that’s the kind of frank and honest person I am, btw - way too naive in my 20’s) and it was relatively low, like minimum wage, more or less, around $22000/year) So then suddenly all the girls relaxed and were nice to me -so it seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, they are nice and respectful to you. Can you see how ridiculous women are? How stupid they are? How LITTLE they are? By the way, also that company, the women in charge of payroll, didn’t pay me the first week I was there, when I asked, she said they will pay me 2 weeks, next week. But after 2 weeks, still no pay-packet, I went and asked, oh, they forgot, next week they pay. So, this went on until after one month and they finally paid me, but they only paid me for one week, and they said when I leave, they’ll pay me that additional 3 weeks’ pay. I would just like to say a big FUCK those accountant girls, they are thieves, I hope they get cancer and die. I would also like to add, management was snobby and unapproachably bitchy, and I would say most definatly knew the little game the payroll girls were doing– fuck all of them. By some miracle, that company is still in business, I guess since they actually paid, more than some fashion houses…. Here is a good spot to literally talk about the meaning of fashion; if you’re a woman in her late 40s and no longer slim trim like a woman in her 20’s, good luck trying to purchase clothes from those big clothing manufacturers; it’s impossible, it’s like they stopped at size 16, so if you’re an 18, forget about it. It has occurred to me and why they did this, and is because young women who are skinny, size 8, 10, 12, 14 and 16, are the only women stupid enough to buy fashions each season, so the retailers take advantage of their naive shopping habits, and make money from them. They don’t make enough money from sensible women who are happy to have the same T-shirt for three or four seasons or whatever. 20 years. Anyway, back to the point of this photo story, and that is LEECHES who follow me around, with my clear example at Image job interview. These leeches have been following me and stealing from me for over 20yrs. How totally inadequate are the Australian Police, how inadequate is Australia? Is this what they do in other countries?? I really want to know, are there leeches who follow single people around all the time in England and America?? What about Vanuatu? I have complained so many times, so many times they did nothing, I had to literally take matters into my own hands; get a camera, take photos of these stupid bimbos and put them up on social media, and name names – it is the only way they will stop – %&$$& little cowards. Leeches: non-thinking DOG people who latch on to me, because they have no brain to speak of, and will chase, attack and will not stop until target is dead. Just like a dog chasing a smaller creature, same thing, they are animals. Leeches is probably the best word to describe them, sucking my blood, wanting to know EVERYTHING about me, stealing my ideas, doing the opposite of what I was thinking in a rebellious manner too - there are some women, especially in the fashion industry, particularly from Bonds, who later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) {as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT} Anyway, so those bitchy insecure women try to come up with plans/ways to make it look like, it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, (they go to great lengths) that they have a lot of people fooled. (Hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, fucked government. I really do recommend NOT having kids. BTW, what happened at Image as I explained was probably not the worst thing that happened while I was there. I was put on a salary ($20 more each week than the minimum wage) then expected to work 12hrs overtime every week, with no overtime pay (50hr working week) and work the occasional Saturday without pay - which IS NOT ACCEPTABLE WORKING CONDITIONS - and yes, I do know about what goes on in India (they try and make you feel guilty to get you to work harder. {Actually, I have to mention a despicable thing that goes on in India, is those trashy Indian mothers have kids, for the soul point of getting them to work for them; be their slave so to speak as soon as they can walk, it is bad there, so I saw on the ABC}). Anyway, the owner of that company Image, was Allen Green. But all the people involved will be in major karmic dept. (I left the fashion Industry shortly later and became a nanny - better money! Seriously, I had 2 full time nanny jobs for about 12mnths, that both paid better than my fashion industry wage, plus no stress there, no stupid bitchy colleagues either) I have to say, looking back, what an absolute waste of my time and energy working at that company. And perhaps, better off being unemployed than being used in this manner. Although I did get a good insight into the way the fashion industry in Australia works, back then the sewing piece work, was still done in Sydney. And after that nanny experience, it was confirmed, that my feelings about the fact that I did not want kids, was set, I really do not want kids, and from witnessing those parents and families, I was assured I was not going to be missing out on anything, quite the contrary. Also, I feel not having anywhere to live while I was working down in Sydney, as in my own home, in my own community, a place where I felt I belonged - was probably the number one detriment and the reason why I didn’t last in Sydney for longer than 10 years. (I guess aside from the LEECHES. I mean, what, do they see a single woman on her own and immediately just start following her? Do they have a brain at all? As that one at Image was not the only one, there was heaps). Anyway, I’m not quite sure why this connection hasn’t been made in society. And why people think it’s acceptable to send young girls off into the city to rent and think that it will just work out - maybe it does work out for other girls, but from where I stand looking, there’s no chance it would or would’ve worked out for me. ​ IT IS NOT OK TO FOLLOW ME AROUND YOU STUPID BIMBOS ​ I mean maybe there is a large sector of the community that think this behaviour is perfectly acceptable and normal? There seems to be so many people who do this, female especially, I can only assume that they do think it is normal behaviour. Well guess what – ITS NOT. There is no invitation to follow, stalk, harass me, never was, never will be. So, unless I actually invite you to follow me verbally or written, then DON’ T DO IT. Incase you have not noticed from this Blog I love being on my own, I relish the peace and quiet. I seem to be different than most other people in this respect, they seem to think being around other people is a good thing – well I do not think so, and I know it must be hard for people with big heads to grasp this; but I do not want your company. 2nd image: School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one At the boarding school I went to, there was no tolerance for stealing. In my year, there was one girl caught stealing, and she was expelled immediately. I am going to put that story here; It was year 8, or maybe 9? (1988?) We were away on a school excursion for a few days, I can’t actually remember all the details. But in retrospect, I believe the trip was because some of the house mistress’s knew that’s some girls who attended, came from families who did not have typical “family life”, and so they wanted to give those girls, in particular, and everyone I guess, a sense of a family holiday, and joy. {I found later, people from public schools, have preconceived ideas about the type of person that goes to a private school, they are usually completely wrong, and that above, should give one a little insight to the varied and different kinds of people and reasons, that kids attend a private boarding school}. So, anyway, they can’t really justify taking girls on a holiday during term! so I recall we did ‘cultural’ things, like an art gallery. I really can’t remember most of it, I guess because it was fun! But, one day, one of the girls stole another girls necklace, I think it was a necklace, and somehow the chaperone knew who stole it, (guess who, Miss Goldman infact - messing in our lives the whole time we were there). Anyway, that particular girl was expelled immediately and sent back to her parents right then and there on our trip. I feel, as a result of this zero policy, that was why there was hardly any theft at all, at that school. Zero policy. But I would like to add further to that story, how did they know who stole it? Did they get a confession? I mean that particular girl who was expelled, if I recall, I don’t think she was well liked, so maybe someone knew how to manipulate the situation, to get rid of her. The sinister nature of women, and little girls, is becoming more known, the older I get. Although possibly that girl had to come up with something extreme, so as to get herself out of the negative situation, she was suddenly in? knowing full well the consequences “oh well if I have to leave….” I suspect now, as a woman nearing 50, I think there’s like a whole network of older NEGS girls who try to act as big brother (big sister), they’re really like interfering, and are often not very nice. I believe it’s come about because a lot of the girls that went there, had family who didn’t really give a shit about them, and so those girls latch on to the school community with extreme ardour, and still do when they’re older. I believe this was encouraged repeatedly at school assemblies by Anna Abbot later the school principal “The School Family”. So, here is another theft story, with a girl who never got caught. She never got caught because her victims were not other school girls, they were retailers. There was one disgraceful girl at school, {NEGS}, who I’m pretty sure, would’ve stolen $1000’s worth of candy bars from the little shop across the road. And one time we were shopping in Tamworth on a Saturday morning outing, and I didn’t know it at the time, but I was used as a distraction while she stole from the shop. It’s unfortunate how you can only see things in retrospect later after the event has happened. And I only went out shopping with her twice, and on both occasions, I inadvertently saw her shoplift. I believed she used other girls in this manner too. That girl really needed to be held accountable at the time, right there and then at that age, is exactly when she needed to be scolded and reprimanded, and she needed to be scolded by me, her peer since obviously her parents were failures. She really needed a good yelling, to point out to her how unacceptable, unfair and wrong her behaviour was. So, while I didn’t even know what was going on at the time, and so a part of me doesn’t feel responsible for this girl, but another part of me does, it’s like, my fault that I didn’t reprimand her at the perfect time in her life when she fully needed to be kept in check, because certainly at a boarding school, nobody else is going to do it, - not all girls had house mistress’s who were OBSESSED with them, and because I was not fully awake (sleepy beauty) I didn’t, and she most likely has gone on to steal more and more, and used other girls in the same despicable way. I think she may have even turned another good girl, Ally White, into a bad thieving companion friend. She continued to do it because she’s always gotten away with it, she probably still continues to do it today, 30 years later. What a hopeless mother she must’ve had. I was not going to name her, as she was a child when I saw her, but I strongly suspect she is one of the girls (dogs) that has been stealing from me at checkout - she is friends with everyone, people like her (often a common thing amongst ‘badies’ – they know how to play the game, and be popular) her initials are CC, but I believe she is married now to some rich guy (?). She should be severely fined. WE ARE NOT FRIENDS – I would never be friends with a shoplifter. (That girl or someone who looks like her was at my local Mitre 10 trying to overcharge me – in 2022). Here is a good spot to mention this story: in year 7, in the first term, all parents are required to drop their girls off, then leave and not communicate with the girls at all for that month, or was it the whole term? I can’t remember now!! But this was the tradition, to teach the child that their new home, their new family, their new connections, are at the school now. Their ties to their parents are well and truly broken. I recall 3 weeks before that first term ended, my bag was packed ready to go home for school holidays. No one else had packed yet. It was basically because I didn’t like the school. Ripped out of my family unit like that, how could anyone. But it’s not like I really complained or told anyone my personal feelings; I was perceived as a happy normal healthy, child who had made some friends already too. You know, I don’t think even I fully knew my feelings, we were always kept so busy – and then there was horse riding…… ​ Looking back, I am not sure what my parents were thinking really. I can only assume mum thought someone else would take over all; caring, nurturing, responsible, loving duties, in order to continue the raising of a child. OMG - she was nuts! Possibly delusional, as if that is going to happen with someone else’s child. Such wishful thinking. That school is a business, it is run to make a profit and to provide a number of woman in the Armidale community a good income and a certain ‘status’. It is an institute. Throughout the 6 years, in fact, looking back, if there was ever an opportunity to do an activity outside the school, no matter what it was, I would put my name down to do it! I found myself sometimes in some strange situations, like once I was singing as a part of an Armidale Community choir, (I really have the worst voice in the world, just ask the girl standing next to me, Kate Bodlander!! J) Oh, that reminds me of another story that seems to be missing, I was actually kicked out of choir in primary school, all the kids with bad voices were sent to a room, and gets this, to sing songs! Mmmm, yeah, that makes sense. That was Gunnedah primary school – such bad standards – Teachers with NO common-sense at all). Anyway, strange situations; I guess, that’s why I did rowing. And there was that time where I helped the school principals husband, Dr Gross, do his cemetery research at a cemetery in Glen Innes! There were probably quite a few other things but I can’t remember them! I really do have natural instinct to “ To make lemonade out of lemons”. I put that down to a loving family environment, and mums “Life Be In It“ attitude!! But really had a quiet loathing of that school, and that is even before the other cruel things that happened there came to light. A bunch of girls all living together – as if that is going to work. DER FRED. ​ I’m going to share another little story, even though it’s a little embarrassing for myself. When I was about the age of 3yrs, still young enough that family and friends, when they saw you would come along and pick you up and go weeeee, and twirl you around in the air. So, we were at this party and my young cousin and I had been relegated to the attic space to play. In amongst the owner’s gym equipment, there was a big glass jar full of shiny coins. I wasn’t old enough to grasp the concept of money but when I saw those pretty shiny copper and silver coins, I just had to have them, they were irresistible, so I stuffed as many as I could in my pockets and sleeves. A little bit later when we were downstairs ready to leave the owner saw me, he came over to me picked me up to say goodbye, he twirled me around, and went weeeeee, and guess what, all the shiny coins fell out onto the kitchen floor! Everyone was standing around, I was completely embarrassed, as immediately I knew I done something completely wrong, because they weren’t my coins, and even though nobody said anything implying that I had stolen them, everyone knew that I had, or at least the owner certainly did, he must have. I was so humiliated and embarrassed that I’ve never stolen anything since. (of course, later and now, not for embarrassment reasons, (in case you haven’t noticed, I pretty much don’t give a dam what people think of me) it is just so wrong to take something that does not belong to you, not only on a moral standpoint, but on a spiritual level). I had a mother who knew how to raise a child who doesn’t steal; I remember being very young and I was standing in the shopping trolley cart as mum was taking us around the supermarket, and we got up to the baking aisle, my favourite aisle, (even as a young four-year-old or so J), I decided that we should get some food colouring, so I got a red one of the shelf and put it in my big front pocket of my new home made apron, instead of in the trolley, not really thinking, but glad to use my big pocket - certainly not meaning to shoplift it. But we both forgot about it by the time we got to checkout, and on the way home, mum noticed that the red food colouring had leaked all in the big pocket of my apron, and she said this is exactly why; it’s because we forgot to put it through the checkout - bad things happened to those girls who steal, a sign from God! I still believe her, and this is part of the reason for my Blog - so many stupid women with hopeless mothers who steal from me - SAVE YOURSELF SOME PROBLEMS AND STOP STEALING. ​ No photos of the next one, no camera back then! Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan One time when I drove down to Sydney, I was doing a course for a part of my job’s provider thing at GJS Group, Revesby (Screen Printing course). Since I had time to spare, I stopped off at The Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan, and had a look around – huge, and not yet very impressive, it was still too young then, plus staff there persecute single ladies that attend on their own. The guy at entrance was just plain rude, plus he followed me around in his work Ute (the place is huge). It amazes me how people can’t handle a woman on her own; get a grip and deal with it Australian simpletons - they must see a girl driving on her own and think it’s an invitation to be stalked ARE YOU KIDDING, are you completely stupid you little morons? bugger off (btw, the definition of ‘bugger off’ comes from the word ‘bug’, as in to bug someone, as in to annoy the crap out of them like a fly - that’s where it’s meaning comes from, insects. It doesn’t come from anywhere else) While I was there, I also had some weird girl following me around (? – actually that happens a lot wherever I go, I call them DOGS) and also some devious looking skinny goth guys with black hair that were all dressed in black (BOYS IN BLACK) and seemed to be ‘angry’ about something (?) and certainly not the kind of people you would expect to see at a botanical Gardens, they didn’t even venture into the gardens; they were lurking around the carpark near my (black) car (they probably can’t handle women who drive black cars either). Later that day I got really sick with Flue, and I believe one of those guys broke into my car and spat in my food that was just sitting on my front seat in my car. (I believe they made a changed movie about it; Men in Black with Will Smith. The real story is what unfurled that day in the gardens. Will Smith, who then later, much later, did signs clearly stating he was going to help the blondie steal from me, I assume he was talking about my landlord, and, yes, this is what they do, certain people with way too much money and time on their hands, and influence over other people - play sides. They gang up on someone their ‘victim’, and they do despicable things, and since I am single, I am their perfect target - this was the reason why I had planes flying over my house spraying toxic poisons, this is the reason I have so many people stealing from me, THIS IS THE REASON THAT one of my water bottles was contaminated with urine, this is the reason why any meat I purchase from Woolworths is spoilt, this is the reason why my garden was stolen from me. It’s because of idiots in the movie industry, MORONS Well, I definitely have to mention, there are many many really nice super ones in the television/ movie industry too. Actually, now is a good time to mention this: there is currently some stupid bimbo in the TV/Movie world who is on a rampage and personal bimbo mission to do the opposite of what they’ve done in the past, so if they have been nice in the past (helpful) then they’ll do something disrespectful, like steal from me. Or if they did something nasty to me in the past like those fuckhead boys in black, then they’ll do something ‘nice’, their definition of ‘nice’ is usually putting on a good movie, and so the whole of Australia ‘wins’, which is why there’s a reason for treating me disrespectfully, so they can watch good movies. (I suspect this is also the reason why they stole my Celosia flower seeds BIMBOS) It is a game for bimbos, but like how I got rid of Heath Barwick and Cathy Goldman, I will get rid of stupid bimbos in TV/Movie world – actually, by just writing about what they do here, has so far pretty much been key. Not sure why, I can only assume they are coward bullies who thinks no one can see what they do (nuisance trucks still have not stopped) (Twice I got sick when I have travelled, and I have only travelled twice in the last 30yrs – not a coincidence – evil is prevalent in Australia) Australians are really backwards. WHO exactly is the STUPID RETARD responsible for those people harassing me like that? WHO! COWARD Persecution. I believe it may have been Centrelink related, stupid bimbo nazi dogs that work for Centrelink, who were following me to see what I was doing. All involved (if it were up to me) would be severely fined. See, I told you, truly persecuted all my adult life, just for being single (I AM NEVER GETTING MARRIED YOU IDIOTS deal with it). But this incidence has really affected my whole outlook on life, I no longer can go to Botanical gardens – or ones that I can’t stay in my car at, and I love gardens. I want compensation. BTW, since I wrote this and asked WHO, the next day I received a strange email with a list of about 10 names, but when I went to find that email again, ofcourse it was deleted, and the only name I remember was Nick Cave, but there were also male politicians names mentioned, so I am not sure if some girl was sending me a joke, as I know it is mostly women who harrass me, and not politicians. Plus I did see 2 older women acting suspiciously, who I would say would be more likely responsible, 1 in the gardens, near the swings, and one at the hotel the next morning. ​ Got carcam shot at next Botanical experience: Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone 25yrs later, a second attempt at a Botanical Garden - another example of persecution DOGS FOLLOWING ME AROUND, Botanical Gardens Gladstone Try not to jump to crazy conclusions as you read this, infact you may have to read my whole blog before you can understand it and realize what’s going on. And writing about it, is combating these tormentors, this is my aim here. Persecutory Dog hiding as I drive by, so I do not see her properly and get her/him on camera - this is one of the dogs that follows me around wherever I go, waiting for “fuel” I told you – I literally get followed around wherever I go, and have done so for the past 30yrs. So, I know exactly what they are like, they are extremely predictable if you can see them (most people cannot). This time she was waiting for me to take something out of the botanical garden, like seeds/foliage or duck weed, - but since I did not, she does NOT get a shiny new car, she only gets that bomb you see. Piss off. Get a real job you stupid greedy bitch (half those people seem to want to kill me, the other half seem to want to torture me into perfection I DO NOT STEAL – EVER! Those people do not need fuel, they are haters, and will find ANY excuse to persecute, like how I mentioned before, “well she did not smile at the checkout chick, or say hello to some complete stranger on the street” – it is persecutory game for rich people and or board housewives, (how should I know how they find these people?) and they work in the TV industry too, I mentioned before in my ‘banned google reviews’ about that blonde old woman from Tessuti fabrics who was harassing me, she later appeared on ABC TV harassing me when I had a bath (as in I should not have a bath as there is not enough water. FUCK, what business is it of yours if I have a bath or not, you do not get to decide I how I use my tank water you stupid stupid stupid little dog, fuck off). Anyway, back to this particular day - SO, this does not mean whenever a girl drives past me and beeps in a shiny new car, that I have stolen something, it’s the opposite, meaning the shopkeeper/sales girl has stolen from me in the form usually of overcharging at checkout. Also, I should mention, while I have these types of Persecutory Dogs, it means I do NOT have other types of zombie bimbos harassing me at that place, some kind of weird ‘trade off’ – way out of my control. If you read my “Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan” or my Petersham photo story, you’ll see my usual typical problem I have in public spaces. At these Gladstone gardens, whilst I could not walk around due to my Collapsed Arch, I did get out of the car to eat, and I was not harassed that whole time (except there was heavy machinery work going on nearby). I think they may work in the radio industry too, as I have persecutory truck drivers that drive past my house and beep their horn, especially on Sunday mornings – radio related, they stealing something, not sure what. Possible stories from my blog? They are idiots. If you have something to say to me, then bloody say it to my face – DON’T BE SUCH A COWARD. BTW, little birdy told me, the reason I had police and other such ‘Cat’ types stalking / following me around in my 20’s and 30’s was because I had a charcoal Daewoo hatchback, and it was kind of shaped like a mouse, and dark like a mouse, as in cat and mouse games. I truly am living on a planet filled with idiots and morons. Also, I sense they feel they are doing a ’public service’ as in being righteous and helpful, they can’t see that they are being predatory, controlling, invasive and nazi unwanted. ​ 15. Next image is of a sword yielding school teacher; Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools Public School Teachers - (if your child is small and shy, he/she will be victimized by teachers, it is a given, moth to flame situation, powertrippers can’t help themselves, teach your child to be outspoken in preparation for school) This is how they teach at Gunnedah public school: (Public school tactics) the teacher will find someone in the classroom, usually the smallest kid in the class, often female, and pick on them. Every time they get a question wrong, they will humiliate them and make a big deal over the issue in front of the whole class, and often too, the teacher will go to lengths to set the child up to fail, asking questions they know the child will not know, and then chastise. The teacher will do it over and over again all year long. They do it for the sole purpose of scaring all the other kids (mostly the boys because they’re so bloody lazy) in the class to do their work, otherwise they will be humiliated like this child (otherwise known as the ‘Whipping Boy’ – this happened to me in grade 4 by teacher Debbie Croft at Gunnedah Primary School, scarred for life, (also, with this teacher it is a little complicated, as she was completely stupid, so thus was manipulated by the little boys in the class, BTW, if those boys get away with that; then when they are adults and much stronger, they do all sort of extremely passive wicked things to women and children) Teachers think there so smart, got all the kids figured out, but they don’t. They don’t take into account unseen things like a child’s ‘will’ and how they can bring their intention to fruition. Also I suspect, actually, I know one of the reasons why she enjoyed humiliating me so much, aside from her ego power trip, was because I had a happy childhood, and very healthy - my mother knew how to raise a child, she stimulated and taught us before we started school, so I was self-assured, and smart, in my own way (I was still pretty hopeless at maths due to my previous school) But it was this self-assurance that she didn’t like, particularly because, (1) she could see my clever mothers influence, and (2) I was hopeless at maths, and (3) I was also hopeless at Gym, and she taught at the local gym centre, and (4) I wasn’t one of the cutesy types. It’s a case of “how dare she be so happy and confident” (like to point out, I was not an outspoken type who would annoy the teacher with attention seeking antics. I was quietly assured.) This teacher had an issue with little girls who aren’t cute, cutypie, cutsie, yet still confident - and this was another reason why she chose me as her whipping girl - this particular teacher, and I am sure there would be many more, particularly female, who would note this appearance factor about a child, and won’t let that child ‘shine’ -they will favour and empower the pretty little girls, and be quite passively malicious to the not so cute girls, insinuating that a plain girl is not as “worthy’ as the cute little girl. If you note, with some teachers, like this one, the marks for those girls who aren’t “gorgeous” looking will be lower than those that are considered pretty. I can’t believe no one has noticed this and done anything about it. Department of education; you’re a bunch of bitchy little girls who are asleep at the wheel. YOU HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT TO TEACHERS IN THEIR UNI COURSE. Also, whilst teachers do this, some of the smarter little girls in the class pay full attention to this passive social dysfunctional norm. And there were some little girls in that classroom that I have later had experience with as an adult and a whole “you’re not worthy” issue. It is because of that stupid bloody teacher and ones just like her. I need to point out, there are others, many, that could not see what was going on, and who weren’t the chosen “whipping girl” and saw Debbie Croft in a “golden light” they have no idea what she’s really like, in fact I think at one point, later after she retired, she was awarded some sort of teaching award by the Australian Government. You can imagine how that outraged me. She should not have been a teacher, or around kids. She did not have any kids of her own. I feel Debbie Croft may have experienced this when she was a child, and has passed it on to the next generation, due to the total ‘unawareness’ mind set, of that generation. I believe that generation came from a generation where the cane was frequently used, and ‘misused’ by powertrippers. Religious schools were particularly hideous when it came to psychological abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse. My uncle has told me some grave stories indeed. I only wonder why it has taken, (is taking) so long to get this part of people’s lives RIGHT You have to talk about it. The silver lining; a BIG thankyou to Debbie Croft, as she has enabled me to be one of those girls who is NOT the ‘teacher’s pet’ type, and has NOT that ‘need to please‘ that a lot of women suffer from. Also, because of her, whenever I speak now, I say what I think rather than what I think the other person wants to hear. I find now, a lot of adults when speaking to me, say what they think I want to hear, they lie, it is 2nd nature to them. Which is silly. It is a plus in life, saying what you think, it leads in the end to personal happiness. People who were humiliated as kids, grow up to not give a shit about what people think about them. So, it’s a huge plus being free to do as you please rather than concerning yourself and restricting your actions because of what other people might think. (Good thing for you I am not an axe murderer). BTW, that teacher left in 3rd term to travel and we had a substitute teacher – another example of Gods hand stepping in (finally). And I should mention this teacher may have had a problem with me because of an incident that happened with another teacher at Limbri School, when I was five. So, I had a distinct distrust for teachers - and I believe she picked up on this fact and resented me deeply for it, as she wanted to be worshipped by the young girls – a lot of adult females who take a jobs around children, suffer from that inflection of wanting to be worshipped by the young girls – in my experience. (Unmarried women should NOT be allowed in the classroom – I believe they are putting in teacher aids now, well that’s something I guess, but, this teacher used to co-conspire with 2 of her colleagues (Tydd (single) and Hill (married) ) to come up with ways to humiliate me, not kidding, staff meetings on humiliation tactics, I have a few other stories, but I will leave them out) Actually, there were some other few bad things that happened that year, my sister almost died in a choking incident, it was horrendous. Later at the Christmas party, I choked on a lolly in the classroom. I was also sexually assaulted in Wolseley Park by one of the boys from the B class in our year. And I believe it’s all related to Debbie Croft, ‘willing’ misfortune, because she was single. Like I, who am single; I have dogs that follow me around everywhere I go. I have people who drive trucks who follow me around – total socially retarded types. So, as I do, so did Debbie Croft, and it’s these entities that also wreak havoc, but I am aware of them, she would not have been. {Btw, this whole awareness thing, that has taken off recently, particularly amongst women, is partly, and inadvertently because of me; other girls who do not want me to ‘win’, so to ‘win’ you have to pay attention (whole other story, and thank you Emily! 😁). As people have heard about my choking stories, other choking stories, come to light about their kids choking, and when you stand back and look at the big picture, it’s truly like there is some sort of evil unseen entity going around choking children. So, I’m not really sure if that’s true, or maybe children just need to learn how to eat properly, and not move about whilst eating. Watching my cat, I know she never walks around eating, so I’d say that’s possibly more the problem, but you never know. J I want to mention 2 other wicked things that teachers do, the first one is someone else’s story; the teacher started picking on a kid who was fat, just a little, but the other kids picked up on the ‘tone’, and so then started bullying the kid too. The teacher set the ‘bar’ so to speak, as before that, the kid was totally accepted for his size, by all the other innocent 6yrs old. And; some teachers handicap kids -the smart ones, ones that are good at sport, they handicap them so the ones that never win, can have a chance of winning. I feel this is really disgraceful. Handicapping someone who is fully capable- has dire implications that is far-reaching into that child’s future. I was too young to fully remember one of the examples that I’d like to tell you but they definitely did it. It also teaches kids, it is OK to handicap someone (I was later handicapped in my left foot by a deliberate act - my boots were deliberately made faulty to cause Collapsed Arch - unable to walk/exercise for 5yrs now, age 48) (my garden was amazing, you silly little jealous twits) And along the same lines as my ‘gold star dog’ theory, if you’re familiar with that; Teachers brainwash kids into believing that if a person is not a certain standard then they’re not deserving of anything good like the gold star in 5th class. So those little girls apply the same principle in adult life but substituting the gold stars for quality items. (CBA staff do it big time in the banking world too) They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid and brain washed by ridiculous primary school teachers. My huge 10yr old garden was snatched away from me for this reason. Partly from jealousy too, but mostly it was because I was happy. It seems happiness is what really ‘ticks’ other girls off the most. So, they ‘handicap’ other people who are winning in life, they copy the teachers. {old men do it too, ones that hate women, you know those men from the 80’s} People handicap other people, in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major, but ridicule and gossip, is biggest way amongst women. Btw, my mother at the time knew something was wrong at school, she didn’t know what, she didn’t know how to approach the issue at my school, she couldn’t approach the school, let alone stand up to teachers. Women, mothers, weren’t empowered to do such things back then. Also, the school system was very ‘anti-parents’ at the time - as in ‘we are the teachers and we know best, so stay out of it’ – they are so cocky and arrogant from all that power tripping and lording over kids. I’m not sure if it is still that way, I suspect so. The only way she knew how to deal with the problem was to become involved with the school, and she became the school secretary, the rest of my schooling was changed for the better after this happened. But my mother played a big role in my education as she noticed, along with this incident, and another incident that happened when I was 5 at Limbri school, I had issues with listening to teachers, and she help me greatly especially with reading, spelling and homework in general, lucky for me she had a private school education. {BTW, we were tested at age 5 for IQ, I scored extremely well, my parents thought I was some sort of genius! (such wishful thinking, I think!), but apparently due to that fucked power tripping teacher, I developed a FUCK YOU attitude when it came to learning} So, my mum, truly, mother of the year. She is worth mentioning as I suspect, like me, she too probably had dogs trying to ‘discredit’ her at every turn, and she runs rings around most other mothers/teachers. I later found a letter after mum died, in the family filing cabinet, it was a letter of thankyou from Miss Tydd the teacher and then the whole class, I will put it here and here is original: ​ To Mrs Bieman, Thankyou for your help during the year. Miss Tydd, and Tina Brooks Angela Xidas Christina Kilpatrick Stewart Brady Grant Worboys Anne Horwood Rachel Davis Daryl Clark Hayley Barling Ian Hausfeld Peter Schofield Tania Gold Carmen Scully Susan Pryor Darryl Gray Emily Bieman Jason Brydon Carl Doring Elizabeth Donnelly Kirrily Clark Leigh Lamey Nigel Green Rebecca Evans Fiona Pine Melinda Underwood Karen Birchall Andrew Breckenridge Mandy Withers Trudy Cully Lachlan Heywood Simon Parkes ​ It was so amazing when I found this letter, it was like 30 years since I've spoken to any of these kids, and reading through their names, I can picture every single one of their faces, and I can remember each person - some of them are a little vague, but I can still remember them. And 3 of them; Christina, Fiona and Melinda, went on to the same school as me for secondary education. Mandy was the one who saved me for when I was choking and went on to become a nurse. Angela was my best friend at primary school, but we kind of lost touch after we went to separate secondary schools. I remember Jason was a total flirt. he loved women, wonder if he still does or if the reality of the world has sunk into him as well! J I have no idea what any of them are doing now, but it would be interesting to know. They were all a bunch of really good kids, no thieves amongst them. Although Angela later warned me, to stay clear of Simon Parkes, he is a definite bad ass ! ​ BTW, teachers are amongst the top 2 paid female professions in Australia. And I personally believe this is the case, because they winge and moan, so the government gives them more (they are teachers, they can come up with tactics to get more money) But, they winge and moan, not because they think they really deserve more - they winge and moan to try to validate their bad teaching behavior, and all their social discriminations, social dysfunctions, that public school teachers have inflicted onto the next generation of sweet innocent kids, - ruining them. A lot of teachers I’ve encountered are in it purely for the money and the power tripping. They’re not in it to depart knowledge, wisdom, information, or education. If given a choice between working as a teacher or staying at home doing what they please, most would take the latter option. But of course our society dictates we need to make money, so this is an easy profession for a lot of women. This is what the real-world dictates and I know if I had kids, I certainly won’t be sending them off to school on their own at age 5 -would you send your five-year-old off into the real world? that’s what you do when you send them to school - with teachers from all sorts of backgrounds with all sorts of motives. It’s not like a school is some sort of magic environment where everything is wonderful and perfect and your child can have the best chance of life possible, and I’m only talking about the teachers here, don’t get me started on playground antics. I want to add Debbie Croft is the same teacher who had a bee in her bonnet about teaching the whole class ‘big words’. And so one holidays, my cousin Sebastian and I, were having a fierce spelling competition, and ofcourse I whipped his butt, but it was grandma who couldn’t handle the fact that I, a mere girl, beat him, (precious Sebastian who was going to be a lawyer when he grew up). She was so upset she stormed off to the kitchen and smashed her glass into the sink. Sneaky Sebastian…. possible sore loser…. ​ ​ ​ 16. No image on this one; Everybody needs to read this – Harassment Laws I have been harassed so much in my life, and the stupid bimbos doing it, would not even know about the legality of what they are doing. Such is the nature of stupid women in Australia. IT IS ILLEGAL TO HARRASS SOMEONE HERE IN AUSTRALIA This is taken from SAFEWORK.NSW.GOV.AU (but they keep changing their wording slightly), also a lot of gov website describe Harassment as something only associated with sex or race, but IT IS NOT, it applies to any situation, inregards as to what you are being harassed for. All my neighbours need to read this, aswell as my landlord, plus Australian politicians, TV network industry and old men. It seems most people I encounter needs to read this. (Can you see why I often feel like I am surrounded by morons?) ​ HARASSMENT ​ What is harassment? Harassment is verbal or physical behaviour which is unwanted and unwelcomed. Verbal harassment may include: Repeated suggestive comments; Jokes or insulting remarks; or Persistent personal invitations or requests. Physical harassment may include: Deliberate physical contact; Persistent staring or rude gestures; Displaying sexually graphic or offensive material; or Destruction of personal belongings. How do you deal with harassment? Don't ignore it! Do something to let the person know that you object to their behaviour, and that you do not want it repeated. See your teacher, or another senior officer on the Campus, and discuss the matter. Harassment and the Law Harassment has been made unlawful by the NSW Anti-Discrimination Act (1977), on the grounds of: Gender; Race; Marital status; Physical, intellectual or psychiatric disability; Sexual preference; or Age. ​ ​ Next photo across above, shows my family with our cousins, the Bones; Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids (endeavouring to rid myself and other victims from bullies) btw, I did temp nanny work briefly, I worked for many families, and I would say out of all of them, only 1 mother really knew what her kids were like! The others just saw what they wanted their kids to be like! Talk about family budget. Teach about the value of money, give them an allowance and use it to discipline (more effective than spanking, or grounding, and do not use FEAR. ‘Free reign’ goes a long way, don’t keep your kids on a leash, then you’ll see, they will be able to make the correct responsible decisions, and won’t need to act rebellious). It takes skill to be a parent. Teach them not to steal. How to save for what they want. Not to be jealous of others; stick to their own plans/goals, not be concerned about other people‘s business. Make sure you can provide at least a deposit for their own home at 18. Choose friends wisely, but don’t be rude. Be involved with child’s homework and generally keep tabs on what they’re doing and making sure that they’re understanding everything as they go along each year (preferably home-school them but not all parents are that savvy!) You have to answer all their questions! Ensures by the time their child is ready to leave the family home, has at least 4 or 5 tasty healthy dishes up their sleeve. Knows how to iron their own clothes, clean own space, and clean up after themselves in any situation, without being told. Encourage the child to find, then do what interests them. But push them into something if they can’t find anything, certainly make sure they do a sport of some sort, if not 2 or 3. Make sure they read every day, and have a Library card. Encourage them to dance around the house, teach them how to be happy and how to see the funny things in life, how to make a witty joke; how to ‘fly’ - I don’t know, maybe install a flying trapeze setup! Don’t be a “no you can’t” authoritarian with them all the time. Teach them to communicate, be honest and say what’s on their mind – start before they can speak! talk to them about life in general, how you feel that day. Surprising how bad people are at communicating. Encourage them to stick up for anyone being victimized. Don’t laugh at them or they’ll feel like a loser and develop overweight problem. Teach them how to be respectful, polite, and well mannered, how these tactics are used to get what you want in life -it is a game. Teach them the difference between strength and bitchiness. Gradually make them aware of politics and how the country works. Teach them, not everything you hear on the news, is going to be true, because everyone has a hidden agenda. Don’t hide the truth, ever, they can handle it. Treat kids like small adults with respect. No ‘pretend protecting’ them by hiding information, I see TV shows with parents hiding conversations from kids. Indeed, I remember my parents once closing the doors off so that the kids couldn’t hear the phone conversation that mum was having, at the time my grandpa, mums dad, passed away, and she didn’t want any of the kids to find out, or really no doubt, to see her emotional, which I feel is really ridiculous because you’re placing shame on emotion and teaching shame. Be honest, don’t lie, this includes illegitimate kids (no inbreeding in the future!) When they are young before age 5, especially make sure you play with them, sing with them, inspire and stimulate them - this will ensure that they do well at school. Get them to read to you. Make sure they are outspoken in preparation for school, and not shy. When you make the decision to have kids, your life is now 100% about them, till they leave the nest. Of course, make sure they’re getting the right nutrients, 3 meals every day and limited processed foods. Teach them the value of why they need to eat properly, their body is a temple. Eating healthy is an area that low-income people can do too; thus, you can elevate your child’s ‘abilities’ into a high-income arena; so, they can compete on an even playing ground. Teach them about marketing people, and how they’ve got young people brainwashed through television ads, billboards, and social media conversations. Don’t be a marketed sucker (or a fashion victim). Children are not to go on Roller Coaster rides. Awaken your kids; the world doesn’t need any more sleeping beauties. Teach them about human connections and people who do reflections. The importance of ‘sound mind always’ as they will need all their wits about them, to be successful. Teach them the Psychology of bullying, teach them empathy, to ensure they don’t bully other kids or animals. In brace people who are weird and different. And how to care for the planet. Teach them how to be a good loser. Especially teach young boys how to be respectful to girls / women concerning sexuality. Teach all about sex, there is to be no shame. Teach empathy. Avoid using your kids as a power trip; having a bad day? don’t take frustrations out on kids by yelling. Your job as a parent is to ‘empower’ them, so they can grow up and do what they want in life, be responsible for their own actions. But, speaking loudly is important, to encourage wakefulness; yelling gets their attention, your allowed to yell, let them be loud. Teach about adults/ teachers who will want to use them to power trip, how to best deal with them. Make them be always aware, if they’re feeling uncomfortable or in pain, in any situation to say stop, and get out/ leave/deal with the situation. Make it your job to find out what your child is interested in so you can help them determine what career best suits their personality, be very involved in their transition from school / college to the workplace, make sure they have an understanding of workplace conditions, wage, super, holiday, sick pay, etc etc. Teach about the wicked ways of the world, wicked people/employers/lovers, who will want to use them. Teach them about power. Teach prudence, and or abstinence. Encourage contraception, and the importance not to have children unless you have a committed partner, proper income and a caring nature. Children are NOT for everyone. Be warned, after creating such perfect kids, you yourself will have problems with other jealous parents and teachers! And btw, if you’ve had your kids on a “leash” you read this, and suddenly “unleash” them - it’s not going to work, you’re going to have all sorts of problems! Hence why some kids act out after leaving home. I recommend reading up on how to raise kids, before you have kids. And if you were abused as a child – do NOT have kids; you will subconsciously pass along abuse behaviour whether you want to or not. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Lastly, that final image across that row above is an image of my 'sabotaged' work boot; Seeking Facebook help as Dr refused to help - diagnose a handicapped foot ​ After two years of living with a sore foot, and the doctor was unable to tell me what was wrong. I decided that I should put a posting on a Facebook forum (this was before I was banned from Facebook). This is what I said; For all the people who are concerned about my health - Could you please pray for my sore foot. (Note the people on this forum had previously accused me of having mental health problems when I put photos up of stolen items – they stupid stalkers). This story is really tedious, only a very patient person would be able to read the whole thing. There was an accumulation of events which has caused major injury – like those ‘King Tide + big storm event = extreme circumstances and damage’ that you have heard about on the news. About 3 Summers ago I started feeling some discomfort in my left foot. I just assumed there was some little pebble/stick/seed/dirt that had got in, between my left foot and my Crocs holy shoe, causing some irritation on the bottom of my sole, so all summer I was forever taking my left foot out of my shoe, scraping it on the side of my leg to try and remove any bits of debris - I didn’t really pay much attention. One day I was inside the house in bare feet standing around the table by the big window in the living room, and next thing you know I felt this sharp stabbing pain in the side of my left foot and I looked down, and I somehow had managed to tread on a size 3.75mm knitting needle, it went straight into my foot about 1cm deep (strange bird behaviour?). So, after a few limpy weeks, the injury on the outside part of the left foot healed, there was still a little inflammation on the inside or maybe fluid retention- I’m not an expert on injuries. But just as it was healing nicely, I was outside in the chook yard collecting some plums from my plum tree when a chook distracted me (strange bird behaviour again), and I manage to tread on a pruned branch/twig, and it went straight through my croc’s shoes and into the sole, about 2cm away from where the previous injury had been. So, this double injury became some sort of internal fluid mess, it was very painful I couldn’t really walk properly. Then the agitation I had experienced before that, what I thought was a summer seed, was getting worse and worse and finally I realized on the sole of my left foot there was a big lump and it was really painful, so then I assumed, it must’ve been a seed callous from those little bumps on the croc shoes, but it turned out to be a reaction to the homoeopathic medicine I’d taken, and it caused a big huge planter wart to grow (I was wrongly diagnosed by student/supervisor homeopath at the St Leonard’s Institute – whole other story) So at this point, my foot was quite a mess. Now to top it off, at this time I had my 25m long lap pool up and running (my pride my joy, to sort any back problems, and it did) But I had a low-flow pump on it, this means I had a lot of cleaning to do by hand, so I would spend at least 30 mins every day that summer walking up and down the pool sweeping up any dead bacteria to one end, ready for vacuum – I actually enjoyed doing it, any pool related activity was fun, but, as after about 15minutes or so, it did get a little cold, and I found myself walking up and down on tippytoes, and it was this stretching of the foot, plus my initial injury (still unsure at that point about what that was – but later I saw it was a hole in my workboots, a 20c coin sized depression on the sole (not from the plantar wart), plus all the other stabbing injuries, suddenly my foot said NO! NO MORE, and it totally spasmed out, like the middle toe stuck right upwards, there was all strain along the arch, I was “what is going on with my foot?” as I stuck it up out of the water. I did visit the Doctor, a few months later, as it had not heeled; taking advise from my new landlord (I did have to move twice in the meantime on my sore foot) and he had no comment about the sore foot – he did not notice the problem. Dr Gittoes. But he did advise me about the planter wart - and taking his advice I applied Salicylic Acid to the planter wart. I watched it eventually fall off and then grow back. (Salicylic acid does not work at all on planter warts, why doctors would suggest using Salicylic Acid? It just doesn’t work.) I knew from experience when I was 17, the only thing that rids a planter wart completely is actually homoeopathic medicine. As I now no longer trusted homeopaths, I did some research myself and came up with Thuja, so the pain from that 2yr old planter wart stopped after a week from taking Thuja, thank goodness, (I did not have that lump that whole 2yrs) but it’s too early to say whether the whole thing will disappear. (It did after 2 weeks or so – I have to add, I took 4 little balls daily after dinner for 4 days, in my experience that’s the way to do it. However, the instructions on the thuja bottle (from the chemist) said to take 4 balls 5 times a day for 4 weeks – which is WAY too much, and you will most likely give yourself long term side effects if you took that much of any homeopath medic.) So in the meantime the rest of my internal injuries was still prevalent, and to add to the 2 stabbings, I again trod on a big tapestry needle into the same spot as my initial knitting needle stabbing (that only went .5cm – again, strange bird behaviour), and also, one pitch black night when I was out chasing the cows that had got into the garden, I trod on a wire basket that had been moved by the cows into the middle of the yard, again in the same spot on my left foot, and again adding to the fluid and inflammation that was already in there causing pain. So, I have had five consecutive injuries on my left foot, and in the middle of this I had to re-locate houses 6 times, YES 6 TIMES, so my left foot hasn’t had any rest and hasn’t been able to heal properly. So, this is why I posted a picture of my left foot, so I can ask everyone out there please pray for my left foot and that it gets better soon, and no more injuries occur. Many thanks So that’s what I put up on Facebook. I did not really get any response. One girl suggested I should go to the Dr. I did not explain to her, I did already. (The fact that I wasn’t diagnosed and treated properly had something to do with the fact that I didn’t have any status in society, as I was viewed as single and unemployed) also, I have to say something about the bracketed strange bird behaviour – talk about spotting a weakness and picking on it. But 1 yr later, I was at the Chiro re my sore back, (no more lap pool) and I thought he seemed quite savvy, why don’t I ask him about my foot, so I did, he took one very quick look, and straight away he said “Collapsed Arch” or “Planter fasciitis”. I should check my shoes for any problems, which I did, and lo and behold there was the hole, the size of a 20c coin in the left shoe, 4mm deep, right under the soft pad part of the foot, and slightly to the left. This hole is the number 1 cause of the foot problem from the beginning, and as the pain started 8-12mnths after I started wearing those new $250 Mack Boots, I know, that the hole was existing, because it takes a quite a few months of walking on a damaged sole, for this type of pain to start. And in retrospect, just before it all started, I recall hearing someone (still unknown) that they were going to handicap me. I heard this and wrote it off, “handicap me, as if” I am strong like bull! It was along the same lines as I heard them say they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle – again, I wrote that off, as I had totally forgotten that I had not paid my rego, and they did get me - $5500 fine – arss. I am 100% sure this was sabotage by the shoe company incahoots with others. I believe it was done deliberate to handicap me, mainly due to my garden – I won. People don’t like to see single women win. (There was also a possible stilhetto issue, see page 2, aswell as Centrelink Jobs provider issue, re “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, aswell as a gumboot issue, see at the bottom) Mack Boots - BUNZL BRANDS & OPERATIONS PTY LIMITED, Erskine Park (Sydney, Head Office & DC) Australian company I’ve been unable to walk properly for 5 years, (so far) or do any exercise. Make no mistake this was done deliberately, it wasn’t a faulty item, it was a deliberate attack on me to handicapped me. I am not sure if it is police related, government related, or stupid jealous bitch related? One of the reasons was due to my huge garden which made me happy and complete. (The key to life is happiness, if your happy, you win - I used to walk around my garden at Rangari, in the evening, once I was so happy, I started humming to Julie Andrew’s ‘These are a few of my favorite things’ and thinking to myself, NOW I, have my own favorite things! Including the apricot tree as I walked by…. (‘happiness’ drives bullies mad, and they do despicable things to such people – such jealousy). The key principle of BUNZL is KIM HETHERINGTON. They own 22 businesses. Mack Boots is one, it’s a ‘too much money’ scam company. These are people (rich house wives) with so much money they don’t know what to do, and so spend their time devising ways to control other people. They are evil and stupid. (Stupidity – the root of all evil anyway). BTW for those of you who may be thinking I have depts, and this is the reason why THINK AGAIN - I never have any kind of DEBTS. I am the kind of person when I get a bill I pay it pretty much straight away, always has been the case - Miss Perfect - that’s who I am. That’s why they did it…. (It is not politicians running this country, it is Bimbo Cockaninnies that run this country) HELL with THEM - my garden was gorgeous! Oh, someone else, no names here, said I was handicapped so that I would sit on the couch and watch my fav TV shows – the more I watch, the more work they get -which I know is totally true, but I am hoping this was not the case, as those ones are my favs….) (5yrs now, a lot of couches tv watching SYTYCD.) So, I didn’t throw my workboots out until after Dr Mohammed the Chiro diagnosed me and told me to check my boots. So, basically walking around on the cause of the problem for 4 yrs! Major damage MAJOR, which is why it still has not healed (it’s only meant to take 12mnths to heal, but there are at least 2 different types of Collapsed Arch, I had the type similar to what Ballerinas get). I did actually request a new pair workboots when I moved to Gladstone (move number four), as by this point, my boots were looking a bit tatty, and as part of my job’s provider, they’re meant to provide workboots, but this one in Gladstone, Tania Poschalk, refused (she was the one that looked like Catherine, from image clothing, where I used to work, curse her.) I believe it was her; the jobs provide get people, bullies from my past and insert them in as “case managers”. They are fucked cunts who want to play “nazi”. People handicap other people in a vast array of manner, stealing and theft is major, but usually ridicule, is biggest way amongst women. Guess they felt they needed to take a more physical approach with me, as the ridicule seemed not to be working. Sticks and stones as mum always told us! Never underestimate a Bieman! – I guess they did not want to see a whole lot of gardeners in this country. Stick to the couch, football and booze, NO THANKS. Btw, I also had some difficulties later with diagnosis in writing and treatment. The chiro refused to put his diagnosis in writing, and there was only 1 other medical professional who could see the problem, and also noted the big toe muscle problem, the muscle that runs from the toe, under the arch and all the way up the leg – basically he was the only person that could see the problem, everyone else thought I was making it up to get out of work, - and overcharged me as a result, or, were stupid, really STUPID, or fakers, fake doctors. (None of them btw, could see the lymph problem) That 1 other medical professional could see it, was a physiotherapist, by the name of Cody Amos, from Bundaberg, I would say, the only professional in Bundaberg, aside from that waxer (never see a female chiro, podiatrist or female doctor of any sort for that matter, they are clueless – they have no feel for their field. Oh wait. I remember a female Indian/Australian doctor I saw in Gunnedah once – another genius) I only have my experience to base my conclusions on. Having said that about the physio, later, it turned out, he was helping the dogs steal my care plan physio appointments. Apparently, my landlord stole them Wainberg aka Cate Rogers. I also feel the lack of diagnosis by a GP, is not only to do with inexperience, but possibly knowing about the whole sabotaged boot, as in Drs ‘in the know’, and wanting to protect the “powers that be” who did it. Fear of upsetting the “Powers that be”. Such is the coward nature of most people I have thus far encounted in my life, when it comes to this exact bully situation. Very seldom does someone step forward in a large bully situation and speaks against the bullies, infact I have never seen this happen, ever. Same as playground, adults, still the same. So, besides the “beautiful garden” reason, and possibly “stilhetto toddler” reason, and “Centrelink Jobs provider” reason, the other possibility I feel that may have prompted bullies into sabotaging my work boots is this: I remember when I was at Rangari, planting all my trees, building fences to protect them, tending the vege patch; Occasionally it would rain, and felt I needed gumboots. At the time, I could not find any women’s gumboots. The only ones I could get were pathetic flimsy chin high boots. It’s like the material that the boot was made out, was probably about 2 or 3mm thick, and the soul was made from the same material and same thickness, more or less. It was ridiculous. I thought if I trod on a stick, it would just go straight through the boot into my foot, I may aswell be wearing bare feet! I remember complaining about it to myself, thinking how absurd those boot are, I thought it’s an area that “women’s liberation” hasn’t yet discovered; Work Gumboots! Now I believe that, all that ‘personal’ complaining about that, to myself, {you know, it’s not like I wrote a formal nasty letter bitching about lack of female work gumboots to anyone !! lol }. So, I believe this response from me, has triggered the “stupid dogs”, to be outraged by my complaining. Somehow it is the fault of the DOGS, that they did not yet make woman’s work gum boots – this is what they must have thought? And this in turn may have prompted them to sabotage, my normal work boots, with a hole in the sole to create a collapsed arch. As I must be an ungrateful person. Now listen here DOGS; don’t you tell me to be grateful about PATHETIC workGUMboots, that weren’t designed for working in. If I want to complain about something, (TO MY SELF FOR GODSSAKES, about anything) then I would have a legitimate reason too. I don’t complain about stupid things. I’m a very aware and grateful person. So, you go eat humble pie, and rack off. ​ ​ ​ Mothers to blame for a thieving offspring Adjustable pipe wrench STOLEN Similar to this one, taken from farm on Bridges Road, Rangari, NSW (near Gunnedah) By, I suspect, Heath Barwick - no conviction. I’ve had about $10,000 worth of stuff stolen since I moved there, one item at a time, plus I was harassed especially at night with noises from my neighbour, my neighbour was Heath Barwick. (No other neighbours in the vicinity) He had been friends with my little brother at school many years ago, Daniel told me that he used to steal from him back then - why was he not charged back then and jailed? We were and are, not friends. So, Heath Barwick‘s mother, I hate to burst your marital bubble, but you stupid bimbo failure of a mother, I hope you rot in hell, have you any idea of how much of a thief your son is? How much he harasses and stalks women, how he has absolutely no respect for women at all? His attitude is totally retarded. This is your fault Mrs Barwick, this is no one else’s fault but yours Mrs Barwick, hopeless woman, you should not have had kids. I want my $10,000 back plus compensation for psychological torment. And bunnings bimbos copycats who think “I want to play to” - you stupid little thieving dogs. ​ 2nd photo shows my chair that I was forced to give up; Massage chair rip off from harvey norman Female staff at Harvey Norman Tamworth stealing it from young customers. So, I just had a realisation about who is stealing from me and where they are from (2019). There seems to be a short blonde girl, I guess now she would be in her 40s, but has been following me around stores, mostly in Tamworth, especially Harvey Norman and Bunnings. In retrospect, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t actually work for them but she has friends who work there (how could she be the sales girl at both Harvey Norman and Bunnings) but, let me be clear, Harvey Norman are as guilty as can be - they allow her to basically steal from me in the form of overcharging at checkout. 20 yrs ago I recall paying $5000 for this massage recliner, back in 1998, or thereabouts, at Harvey Norman in Tamworth. There was a little short blonde sales girl, I have a fairly clear memory of her and what she looked like, although I don’t really pay much attention to sales girls, unless we have a specific conversation, but I do remember asking how much was this chair, she clearly said, the cost of this chair was $5000, it was reduced, as it was a showroom chair. Which at the time was half the amount of money that my grandmother had just given me, (she sold her house and was going into a nursing home, she gave each of the grandkids $10,000) I had decided that I would treat myself to this massage chair as it would last my whole life and I thought it would save money from going to a masseuse. At the time I didn’t have a credit card (that’s another story about Commonwealth Bank unempowering low-income women – Goldstar Dogs) Anyway, my sister and I had pre-arranged that she would pay for the chair on her credit card, and I would pay her later in cash. That’s why she was there with me, because I didn’t have a credit card. I naïvely did not check the faded fine print on the receipt at the time. BUT because just recently 20 years later due to an extreme unfortunate series of events in my life (due to more thieving bimbos) I’ve had to really relocate for the fifth time in more or less 12 months, so enough is enough, I cannot keep moving my big huge recliner, my arms have had it, so unfortunately I would have to sell my fantastic massage chair, the only option (which really defeats the whole reason why I purchased it, because it was meant to last my whole life and the chair was still in really good condition and would have done so, but, really, no choice). Anyway, I dig out the receipt and finally read it, and guess what it says $2700 plus $100 delivery! So, this is when I realised what had happened, and in retrospect, that short blonde girl, I’ve seen her numerous times in different shops where I’ve been ripped off, and I’m thinking she was in cahoots with my sister, but I’m not sure because I haven’t seen my sister at any other place, I’ve only seen this short blonde girl, (I mean maybe she penny’s friend Amber, or maybe it was Cate Cameron from my school? – I did not really get a good look – maybe she a prostitute?) she particularly used to be at Bunnings later. And if she can’t overcharge at checkout, she watches what I put through checkout, and if she wants it, she follows me home and steals from my house. I keep a track of everything that has been stolen from me and if you go through the list of stolen items, you’ll see I talk about some short blonde girl (goggles, dust brush….) so it would be her it. And the reason why I have so many items stolen from me is because this girl at Harvey Norman all those years ago got away with it, $2200 profit, that’s a huge incentive to continue doing it. I used to not really don’t pay much attention when I’m at checkout, so now I wear a camera, bodycam, so I can catch anyone on camera, and of course this girl has suddenly disappeared, but I have moved over 1000km from Tamworth. Also, so far, I have caught 2 sales people stealing from me on camera – it’s on you tube, go see. (My chair eventually sold for $400 on gumtree, no-one wanted it, now that young guy who bought it for only $400, will have good quality massage chair for at least 30-40yrs if not more – life really sucks, on numerous occasions) I would like that blonde bimbo to; stop making my life hell, fuck off you stupid little girl – then drop dead. ​ My next story was written later rather than when first started this blog, it was a realization: Bunnings Bimbos stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game So, after years and years of thefts, I (with help from certain police) have just had a realization about who is stealing and where they are from. Here is the story. I would categorise myself as one of the “good girls”. I was raised in a loving family, where fighting and bulling wasn’t allowed. I went to a private school where there was a lot of discipline, certainly if anyone was caught stealing, they would be expelled immediately, and I believe in my whole time I was there, there was only one girl caught stealing. Although I do know of one other girl in retrospect who stole a lot and she was never caught or disciplined. But I am definitely opposed to stealing, I would never shoplift from a shop, or take something from somebody else’s house when I visit them -such as I have witnessed other girls do, frequently since. I also do not torment people, and bully them like a lot of women do, wanting to go on power trips, one girl told me I should try it, it’s fun and it’s a good way to lose weight. Seriously that’s what she said – she is FUCKED, fucked in the head. I’m a respectful person. A lot of those “bad types” of bitches would categorise me as ‘Miss goody two shoes’. And the thing about those bitches, if they see someone acting so perfect, it irritates them, it’s like they think “who does that girl think she is” and so they try and come up with devious ways to entrap me. I’m pretty sure there has been a lot of situations where there has been temptation put in my way, but like I said, I really do fit that category of a “good girl” – which was defiantly a good thing I was, as I did not know, but when you’re young, 18 and in your 20’s, and 30’s for that matter, actually, my whole life, especially if you’re on your own a lot, well me! - you have people that watch you, all the time. They are especially intrigued by girls just out of school, alone in a new city (actually, I would think any parent who sends their daughter off to a big city when they are 18, foolish, but that’s just me and my experience.) So, back to my Bunnings Bimbos story - these bitches were so frustrated by their attempts failing to entrap me, - like it really annoyed them that I was not a shoplifter, so much so that they just persisted even harder, and hounded me, and there’s a big gang of them who worked like a pack of dogs; they would follow me around and try to set me up, - it was a competition for them, they really hated the idea of me, some girl out there (single) who was alike the ‘Virgin Mary’! It incensed them! (Someone later made up a joke for me, that those girls must have been so frustrated for following me around for 20-30 odd years trying to catch me shop lift, and because I never did, they most likely have mental health problems now, and they should seek counselling!!!). And, "Stop trying to turn me into the bad guy, you television cartoon superhero raised Superhero wannabe twits". In one such instance, btw, I didn’t know this ‘competition’ was going on at the time, I wish I did, I would’ve done things a little differently this day - when you have a gang of wilful people trying to ‘will’ you to something, only a very strong young woman would be able to not be led astray; but on this particular day at Bunnings, there was about five women, and they knew I needed to purchase some clamps, timber clamps (they dogs). I needed some help as the clamps didn’t have their pins, and this is when it started, the dogs were playing some sort of tag game, getting me to walk up and back from one end of the store to the other, no one would help me, they would hide, and run if they saw me coming, if you’ve ever been to Bunnings you know this could be kind of exhausting, (this was before my collapsed arch, thankgoodness) so actually, I can’t remember the details, but, this blonde guy came down and gave me a pin (I don’t think he even worked at bunnings - in retrospect I now recognize him (practically albino) – he burgled me and my flatmates flat in Sydney in 1992 (how stupid if your albino to enter a life of crime – stand out like a sore thumb). Side bar: So, this is a fully organized crime ring, run by women who get ‘thugs’ to do their dirty work, and I suspect they have connections to the private school I attended, in fact I think I recognised some of the 5 women as old NEGS girls; some NEGS girls have a specific way of dressing. They have money. Maybe someone at that school got wind of the Bonds story below, and advised the school network, who then preceded to think they had to do something about this “atrocious shoplifter” ?? I mean that would be totally stupid, so I guess it actually may have happened, given the nature of most women. Make no mistake these people are real; they also try to steal from me anyway they can. I later recalled an incident at a previous work place, Bonds, that may have triggered it, as those women who worked there, are a part of the dog network. I will now include that story: one day at work I was wearing some white double muslin pants, but being only 19 still, I had overlooked my orange underwear, so one could vaguely see bright orange showing through! – my boss quietly suggested I go down to the sample rejects room (bonds underwear that did not make the cut), and find a somewhat wearable white underpant, off I went. There was some difficulties finding something that was not too badly cut or whatever the flaw, the only thing I could find was a white thong, so I thought I would try it, as I had not tried one before (and, soooo bad – so uncomfortable, all day I felt like I had a wedgy!! Never again!). Anyway, I suspect the other girls that work there thought I had stolen the thong. {Women being stupid medalling jealous gossips as they are}, and this factor may have triggered the dog pack who follow me around? - I know at the time, I certainly was discriminated in the Pendle Hill community, where Bonds was located (by women). I recognized one of those women, I vaguely remember her from bonds, she still has the same short haircut, quite tall and slim still. She was like a territorial dog, (you know, the stupid kind), it was most likely her that thought I stole the thong, and has since arranged a dog network to steal from me? But I saw her later, she was the one who stole my gumtrees that I had planted on the Keepit Dam rd, she was the one who delivered my planters from bunnings and stole my Petunia seedling. I am pretty sure I have seen her countless of other times too. If anyone at Bonds remembers her, please let me know her name, or the police, she needs to be locked up. Fancy harassing some young girl, (at first) for the next 25 odd years. She has a total screw loose. I’m serious, there must be someone who knows from back in 1993/4 exactly who I’m talking about (she did not work in the Design/sample room). You need to speak up so other people are saved from this stupid woman. They picked on the wrong ‘small frame’ girl. I am going to get ya! Btw, these people and the thieving blonde sales girls at Harvey Norman made sure they silenced me by having me banned from Facebook – any new account is automatically deleted within 12hrs, NOW that’s oppression. But I persist, persistence is the key, for people (the actually good ‘thinking’ people) who listen and do something (but since they can’t even get those greedy mongrels to pay taxes, there is not much hope, still, the thieving at my house has slowed considerably since I do not go to bunnings anymore. Back to my Pin story; I did some more looking around and got all the other things I needed, and I somehow ended up with another pin. So, suddenly I had 2 pins, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to walk all the way back from the trade checkout to find the bloody girl and give 1 back (btw, that girl I saw, I don’t think she worked at Bunnings either, she was there to set me up – brown hair, skinny, freckles, she could have been that bimbo from Centrelink that I talked about in my “Bims in Fashion” story or Charlotte Powel?). So, 2 pins stayed in my trolley, and I got home and I had two pins. I did not want 2 pins; I was just exhausted and frustrated by that point I did not think to just leave one behind (wait a minute I thought I did – tucked in the cement rack before checkout? Maybe I ended up with 3 pins??). Anyway, it’s not like I could return 1 the next day when I had recouped, Bunnings was 100km away. SO, I defiantly believe those girls set me up “entrapment” so that I would inadvertently steal a pin, so they could finally be “rest assured” that I was not the ‘Virgin Mary’. Possibly this is the reason why they stole about $10,000 worth of my stuff, and followed me around and harassed me, because of that pin?? (Btw, I would have spent about $40,000 in Bunnings at that time). They suck, I hope those involved, get cancer and die. I later suspect my landlord with a different name was involved Wainberg? And, when hearing my story, someone suggested I ought to have stolen something many years prior, just to get those persecutory dogs off my back!! A joke J. And, that pin was later stolen, then returned to me by Mark Kesby after I moved to Long Cottage, but then was stolen again. Just weird. At Gin Gin, I listed those 4 big 7ft iron clamps (with only 3 pins) for sale on gumtree – an old NEGS girl purchased them at a bargain. NEGS girls persecution. Disgusting school. You, know, who knows, maybe those girls were trying to get rid of old men who hover about in the hopes of finding the Virgin Mary – religious nutters. I wanted to share this story inorder to warn other young single ladies of the sharks out there that are trying to ‘get ya’, and will try to entrap you, so they can have something to hold over you, and someone to prey on: “We want to #^$% with that girl” – a power tripping exercise but, with a pretty young girl. A cat and mouse game, where everybody wants to be the cat – its nazi behaviour. (As you can see, there is no point trying to hold this over me I have told the world J). I was also later advised, re that ‘entrapment plan’, that they do the same with young policeman. They try to get them to do something a little ‘untoward’, so then they can hold it against them for the rest of their careers, building on it even. This is how police get ‘bought and paid’. It’s a huge thing, apparently. And I believe perpetuated by the fact that nobody talks about and warns young people of organized ‘older persons’ tactics. People are caught off guard, then trapped. BTW, the very last time I went to a Bunnings, I was at the checkout que, and they set up this thing to make it look like I told the people in front of me, where to go, so I could go to the front of the queue! (Queue jumping) So, I did not do that, they just made it look like that’s what happened. Not saying that I could not have done that should I wish, but in this instance, I didn’t do it, it was a set up plan. They are big on Set Ups there. I work on a ”as needed basis only”. But you will have to ask the dogs at Bunnings, what their motivation for their setup. And by the way, doing this is not a crime, there are no laws being broken, (unlike theft and pickpocketing which is what staff do at Bunnings – I want my reading glasses back!) - there are no morals being thwarted, and just not morally wrong in any way either (unlike raping a sleeping beauty…). In fact, half your luck if you can make the queue shorter for yourself - if people have been ‘tricked’ into being outed from a queue - it serves them right for being sleeping beauties when they are awake; wake the fuck up. {stealing from someone who is half asleep is morally wrong – can’t you tell the difference bimbos?} you can’t ha ha ahahahah ahahah. Btw, a bird police, told me that they caught that Albino, he is now in jail (even though he was being controlled by other people, women). Betta wake up bims! I want to come back and add to this (2024), because I was advised there are a lot of police who have issues with capturing women, as in they think all baddies are mainly men, so they have no problems in hounding men, capturing them, kicking the shit out of them, if necessary. But they won't go near a woman, even if the woman is completely guilty, they also have got an “automatic something” ingrained in their minds, to leave a woman be. They just won't chase, incarcerate or have anything to do with a female suspect. Maybe this is how they were raised by their mothers? {Never punch a woman}. So, this would explain to me, a lot of the problems in society, especially the ones I have, as it is mainly woman who steal and verbally harass me. I can assure you, of all the evil encountered, there's always a woman behind it. That thinking by those police, is old fashioned thinking. Plus, I need to add, due to my Blog, and all the written ranting and raving, a lot of those stupid women, are waking up to the fact that they fucked up - they're starting to realise that they're guilty (just the beginning, ha). But, so now they're starting to save themselves “oh well she stinks, so she deserves it”, or “oh well she wasn't respectful, so she deserved it”. Neither of course is true. and how dare they try to justify stealing, harassment and general bullying. And it is Bunnings Bimbos, who is also trying to save the evil tart wretched thieves, by telling the world (or anyone whose listening at any rate!), that it's my fault, that those bimbos steal from me. WELL, it sure as hell is not my fault - I'm not responsible for other people’s stupid behaviour. How dare you even suggest it. Just say no to bunnings and all the bimbos that work there. And see how women are such a problem in my life. Following me around for 20-30 years stealing from me because you thought I may have stolen something. You know, if I opened a café that sold really good gourmet lunches – I would make it MEN ONLY, women miss out due their bitchy spiteful thieving little girl ways. Women it is clear to me at any rate - that you are the losers, no matter how many times you drive past my house or follow me down to the street and declare to the world that you won – WRONG, YOU ARE THE LOSERS. And this is not going to change anytime soon, since you do not want to know the truth. Women:Bimbos ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 22. Resort in Port Douglas Refusing Service I said what happen on a google review, but it was ban by google, even though it was complelty true! That person who said those vile words a male florist, had someone, a woman, standing right behind them, so the person speaking, in effect, was the puppet, of this other woman. I’ve seen her a few times in the background, she follows me around too, like Cathy Goldman does. She’s kind of plump, not fat, with brown long hair, and I think she’s really rich as she dresses so - well she must be, because she has nothing better to do, but to follow me around, and use unsuspecting innocent people as puppets, to chastise me - this is her main goal in life, she is very sad as I don’t know her, we are not friends, maybe our paths have crossed, I did work in a shop for a brief period meeting many members of the public, I did attend school where many people crossed my path - but she doesn’t know me, so she couldn’t possibly have any ‘beef’ with me, and I make a habit of not doing the wrong thing by people - unless they steal from me in which case I would have no problems putting a photo of her on my blog to name and shame her. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of her. I find interesting about these puppet women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. Little birdy told me, this one in particular, has issues with me being single, and being able to take care of myself, this bird also told me, these women do not usually let me see them, this incident was unusual as I saw her in action. There are multiple girls following me around trying to use their puppet skills onm sleeping beauties that cross my bath – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS, and sleeping beauties WAKE UP. (for my sanity!) Also, when I was updating this, my emails that I was sending through from my device to my PC via the Mail app wasn’t working all those emails I sent disappeared completely. I’m pretty sure this has something to do with the dogs to try to sabotage me -there’s one living next door to me in Unit 2. PERSECUTION, I know one day she’s going to get her comeuppance. Also by the way, I was in my mid-30s at this particular time, and this was the first time I had ever heard someone referring to me or anyone as a dog, actually, now that I think about it, I do recall in one of my favourite movies, Dirty Dancing, there was a reference to dogs, and I assumed they were talking about women that they didn’t find attractive. But this particular woman at Thala wasn’t referring to a woman who was ugly. She obviously has some personal hangups and issues that she should deal with - somethings just aren’t up to her. Who does she think she is. Deal with it scardycat. That paragraph I wrote just above, as well, was deleted, I had to rewrite it; yeah like I have nothing better to do this Saturday morning than rewrite a story that I’ve already written, fuck whoever stole it, hope they get cancer and die. (There was a bit to the story that I can’t quite recall, it was important though, so I’m a bit annoyed I can’t remember it, something about warning young girls about tactics….) ​ last across that row; ­Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs I just noticed another piece of writing that was removed from my PC. And that’s where I talk about flash mobs, and it doesn’t surprise me that this was removed, because there was always a big thing after they did it, of telling me, that were going to deny that they ever did it “it never happened”. So, I’m going to do a whole photo story about flash mobs. This started many years ago, and it wasn’t the flash mobs that you know today, and see on YouTube, where a bunch of people from the crowd kind of start singing or dancing or playing a musical instrument - that kind of comes from a place of peace, love and entertainment. It would’ve been some girl, who saw what happened to me, and has decided to change the situation for the better, and created the “flash mob”, and the term that you know today. But it started, NOT FROM A PLACE OF PEACE AND LOVE, but with people harassing me, as I have mentioned on numerous occasions I have “dogs” who follow me around, sometimes, I would have hordes of people harassing me, like if they didn’t think I should go into a particular shop, or if I was going into the wrong street, perhaps took the wrong turn. Literally dozens of people would follow me around discreetly, and descend on me in this vile over-controlling manipulative nazi way. It was about control. Those people were absolutely disgusting, and this is why it has been removed. I can assure you it was organized, (most of the times) those people like to boast about how well they know me, just from following me, watching, stalking me. They know their actions were completely wrong, they were behaving in a total bulling manner, and they’re probably going to cancer and dye. There were a lot of people involved especially female, and also radio and TV personalities. All of those people are fucked. YOU DO NOT GET A SAY IN ANY DECSIONS IN MY LIFE. They know perfectly well who they are. I loathe you. Burn in hell. (It is those people who also steal from me if an opportunity presents) BTW, they still do it, just not with extensive amounts of people like before in Melbourne, they no longer wish to be obvious. Because they know they are causing stress on my life, they know their actions are wrong and falls under the category of HARRASSMENT, AND IT IS AGAINST THE LAW TO HARRASS SOMEONE. Every time I go down the street, I have to be worried about being flashed. I heard one girl on the ABC Radio National talk about it, and she said, it was gang mentality, they kind of lose their thoughts in the greater mob, and do stupid and unthinking things, which I guess looking at the situation in retrospect, that seems to be what happened/s. But I do find it hard to conceive that people would stop thinking just because they’re around a lot of other people, and have probably been manipulated, by one person. I can guarantee you, I would never lose my head in such a situation, and I can’t believe how many stupid people there are in Australia. It’s embarrassing. And, by the way, I certainly am no genius. At school I was an average student, and if I can keep my head in such situations, then there’s sure as hell no reason or excuse for anyone else to lose their heads, and do stupid evil twisted things. You know, now if you have a speech impediment like a stammer or stutter, or even, a jilted way of talking, they know it’s purely from being psychologically abused, usually humilated in some form. The reason why I’m writing about this, is because a lot of parents/nannies/carers/school teachers, have no idea that they’re abusing their child, they just think of abuse, as sexual or physical. But psychological abuse is huge in Australia, it’s huge in the classroom, it’s huge within parents and siblings. And I definitely believe there needs to be an awareness of psychological abuse; like forcing someone to do something that they really don’t want to do, in an iron fist way, is a form of abuse. Basically, this is where my term ‘Nazi’ stems from, from people trying to control other people in underhanded, mean, dictatorship ways. And kids are an easy target – they are prey. But make no mistake, they try to do it to people of all ages. I still see it, and I am 47. This still happens today; it is not something from 1939. Rack off you non-thinking nazis. I mean maybe down there in Melbourne, I should have unwound the car window, and yelled out as loud as I could, “rack off you stupid dogs”, as I drove by, but I really was not raised to do such forms of communications. And like I said those dogs knew already, that they were doing something untoward. So, someone, or a group of people, I’m not entirely sure who, has seen what was going on, I would say, seen it back when I was in Melbourne, because there were a lot of people involved at those times, a lot of people around watching, about 2006 that was. They have taken the idea of strangers from a crowd descending on someone, and have twisted it and turned it into something positive. There were quite a few segments on the Ellen Degenerates show, {Ellen Degenerates problems, bugger off} and of course you can see many flash mobs on YouTube now. If you hear or read anything contrary to this story – its bullshit, those people are trying to save themselves and discredit me. This story, is related: So, at Rangari, I mentioned several times now, how I had problems with Heath Barwick, next door neighbour across the paddock, however the postman claimed that Heath Barwick moved, and there were some other people living in that house, I actually didn’t believe that, as I saw his friends there at one point, but then one time, there were some cars there that beeped and the beep had a tune, a little ditty, instead of the beeeep noise. Also, it played dog barking noises, and they had a 2nd car, that played kookaburra noises. I also saw those cars on prime television news. So maybe, instead of Heath Barwick, I had problems with Prime television people? maybe they were incahoots with Heath? Maybe they took over the house when Heath left, maybe Heath was travelling, who knows? BUT, at my new place here (and, infact, every place I’ve been since Rangari) I’ve had problems with the neighbours harassing me - just like at Heath Barwick, but worse, given the close proximity. So, one day, I walked up to my next-door neighbours, not the ones in the unit, the ones that live above me on the steep hill, because I wanted to see if they can actually see into my unit from the house, it sounded like they could (read my “STOLEN ITEMS FROM GIN GIN AND new address 700km away” photo story). I wasn’t sure whether they were home or not, I waited until I thought they were out infact, as I do not like having revolting people that harass me, in my life. It didn’t look like anyone was home, but there was a car in one of the car spots, and guess what it said on the back of the car; it was Prime something or rather – it was scroll writing and I did not have my glasses, but I thought my cam was on, but later saw it was not switched on (?) so definitely the word Prime!, so, now I am thinking maybe I’ve still got Prime Television people following me around, which is a little bizarre since it’s a regional network for Tamworth (1500km away from here), plus, I believe they have been closedown and taken over by someone else.?? So, the reason why I mention this, is because this morning I went for a walk down the other end of the units, and my Mulberry tree I had planted was gone, simply gone, I looked around for some clues, and guess what, there it was sitting in a bucket outside the girl who lives at no 8! She was home, said she thought it grew from seed so had dug it up (I would say to sell!!) I said no, it is there for everyone, so I took it back and replanted it. It could have been a genuine mistake. As we were talking, suddenly I heard the neighbour who must have sneaked down into the car port area, quiet as a mouse, and they played a beeping noise, as we were talking – now, this, is exactly the type of shenanigans that Heath, or Prime, or whoever, would do in Gunnedah and Melbourne. It’s going to be hard for some people to grasp this, but there are certain dog type people who do signs, it is very common, and most people know about them, but some do not and are clueless, and think that if anyone sees signs, they must be crazy. Well, quite frankly, other way around. They do designs to encourage people, or not encourage people, or say yes, or no, on a certain topics that are being discussed by OTHER PEOPLE, or to say you win the conversation, or you lose, or you win the “power” or you lose the “power” - there’s a whole host of little games that they play, most of them are completely stupid and certainly very disrespectful when you’re talking to somebody else (the fact the their conversation, is none of that persons business, does not even enter into their stupid little heads). They sign in numerous ways like shining lights, playing different sounds (beeping of course – actually beeping is the most common, and the most annoying), but also placing people and or cars in various eyesight, - there is a whole heap of creative things they do, to get their message across. I guess it just must be something that bored other people do, because for me, I would never do something like this. I think it’s bloody stupid, and only stupid people would do it. It is harassment. I mean, is this what most people do when they are bored? sit around concocting signs for their neighbours, with this activity being so prevalent, that the local television network helps out whenever they can? I just assumed I was targeted as I’m single, but maybe married couples do signs for one another all the time? Do they? I don’t remember growing up in such a world, and my parents had a lot of friends. There were no signs, only real conversations. So, I took a photo of all the people who were here this morning, and have noted that number plates, and the next time I see them drive past, I’m going to get their photo. Allthough it did occur to me that the beeping noise came from 108 and not Sams direct neighbour? – people wanting their neighbours to fight? ABOUT P1 NEXT About P1(this), About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. 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Good by Chuck Berry Jump by Van Halen Knock on Wood by Amii Stewart La Bamba by Los Lobos & Gipsy Kings Let's Twist Again Like We Did Last… by Chubby Checker Little Bitty Pretty One by Thurston Harris Little Green Bag by George Baker Little Less Conversation by Elvis and xjl Love Is Strange by Dirty Dancing - Mickey & Sylvia Love Today by Mika Lust For Life by Iggy Pop Macho by Shaft Mambo Swing by Xaviier Cugat Man Of La Mancha by Linda Eder Maniac by Caravan Palace Maniac by Flashdance Midnight Gardens by Bond Never Can Tell by Chuck Berry Offer It Up by Kate Miller-Heidke One ( Finale) by A Chorus Line Padam Padam by Edith Piaf Panic by Caravan Palace Paradiese By The Dashboard Light by Meatloaf PeerGynt Suite No 1, Op 46: In The Hall Of The Mountain King by Grieg, Herbert Kegel Peter Gunn Theme by Blues Brothers Popcorn by Crazy Frog Pretty woman by Roy Orbison Pump It by Black Eyed Peas Puttin' on the Ritz by Benny Goodman Rave On by Buddy Holly Real Thing by Russell Morris Respect by Aretha Franklin Rich Man's Frug by Bob Fosse River Deep, Mountain High byTina Turner Rockin Robyn by Bobby Day Rolling on the River -LIVE Proud Mary by Tina Turner Runaround Sue by Dion Save tonight by Frankie Valli & the 4 Seasons Saved by The Commitments Shake Your Tailfeather by Blues Brothers Show Me by Blues Brothers Sing Sing Sing by George Miller Band Sing, Sing, Sing by Benny Goodman Single Ladies, Put A Ring On It by Beyonce Stayin' Alive by Bee Gees Suzy by Caravan Palace Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This) by Eurythmics The House Is Rockin' by Brian Setzer Orchestra The Old Landmark by Blues Brothers The Only Way Is Up by Yazz & The Plastic Population Theme From Rawhide by Blues Brothers They Just Keep Moving The Line by Smash Think by Aretha Franklin Thunderstruck by AC/DC Travelin' Prayer by Billy Joel Treat her Right by George Thorogood Twist and Shout by Beatles U got me up (Cajmere remix) by Dajae Wake Me Up by Avicii What A Feeling by Flashdance, Irene Cara William Tell Overture by Rossini, Gioacchino (1792 - 1868) Wipe Out by Surfaris, and drum cover by Sina, and cover by The Ventures Woman In Love by Barbra Streisand You can’t stop the beat by Hairspray ​ ​ ​ ​ Note, my days of listening to music are pretty much long over – music really is targeted at young people for a reason. Now that I’m older, I find music a little annoying, especially music, that’s not classical, and even classical, I have a limited listening period now, no more leaving the stereo on all day. I feel ‘music’ is like a child who wants all your attention, especially any song that has a lot of lyrics like rap music for instance, and so your mind is not free to think about other things that you need to be thinking about, because the song is taking up your thought space, and usually with irrelevant and sometimes brainwashing content! And, it's so irritating getting a song stuck in your head! ​ And it’s my experience of musicians, that they are the biggest thieves ever - if not them, they have shoddy and stupid friends/fans who are. I definitely recommend also not listening to the radio - I’m not sure what I would have said, if someone told me this when I was 20, but trust me, just don’t waste your time or money. Certainly don’t go to any concerts or festivals, there are some truly nasty, scanky types who have come from abusive homes, that hang out at music festivals. And they follow you around like desperate leeches. They are "party" people, and I am not! ​ And also, in Melbourne when they had just started online music downloads, I purchased 1 song and downloaded it from EMI, but then the thieves at EMI, charged my credit card (which actually was dad's, I did not have a CC back then - and you really need one, btw), so they charged me $30 at the end of the month, then every month for six months after that - so I purchased 1 song from their website for a few dollars, but the stole hundreds of dollars. Never ever give any music related people your CC. (so since it was dads CC, I did not know they were stealing that $30 every month, when dad told me, I called them, but they did nothing and were zombies, and continued to steal the $30. Dad had to literally go down to the bank in Gunnedah and get them to cancel the card. There was no reimbursement. Also, back in 2013 or something, way after I had transferred all my songs from all my CD's onto the PC into Apple iTunes, (a monumental task, about 70CD’s), iTunes deleted all of them, as back then the songs had no tags or information, just number names. So, then I had to re-install all of them. There’s like you know thousands of my songs from all my CDs that I’ve collected over the years, so fuck them. BTW, I later tried to sell my whole CD collection, but nobody wanted them! ​ I want to add; Don’t think I was one of those girls who always carried dads CC around, and could charge it, what ever I wanted! - NO, ofcourse not. But before I left Gunnedah for RMIT, he agreed, that if I went down to Melbourne, he would pay for the course and course related stuff- (not incl accommodation, which was a huge problem). Of course, that song was not agreed upon! But I thought I could pay him back those few dollars, as I had to pay for it by CC, so that was my only way to pay for it. And btw, after he agreed to pay for my course, I turned up to campus to pay, and suddenly he said he would not pay after all! – I was furious, I had just travelled all that way down there – 2000km or so, with my 4 cats. And so, I yelled at him. So then he changed his mind again, and paid for the course. So, I guess I was pissed off with him anyway for doing that. And also, after it did not work out in Melbourne or at RMIT (I only lasted 3mnths at RMIT, no situation would ever work out if I have dogs – and like I have stated, I constantly have dogs, they constantly follow me around wherever I go, it does not matter if I am studying, working, relaxing, - they’re always there, creating monumental problems for me, like stealing ofcourse. I can’t do anything, with dogs there. And having dogs for so long, means nothing will work out in the future either. I guess, having ‘no dogs’ is something that only happens to other people. I feel I need to add, by dogs, I am certainly not referring to depression, I am not a depressed person, never have been. I am literally referring to stupid women who follow me around, like dogs. If I go up to check the mail - there’s dogs, if I go to plant out one of my trees - there’s dogs. ​ So, after I left, he got his money back from RMIT – a full refund, so he got all his money back, except the EMI stolen money, and as if I could afford that. (I bet those dogs have ties at EMI). ​ Just because I have favourite songs over the years, does not mean I want you in my life. Comprehende? ​ Life Stories P12 | Emily Bieman's Blog Life Stories P12 1. Girl Communication Issues To fill water pod at Gin Gin council they want $76.50. At first I thought THIEVES. But in retrospect I think the girl I was speaking to on the phone, meant to say it was $76.50 for the first one, which included the actual plastic pod - because after you pay for the first one, every fill after that is only $2. So I think that’s what she meant to say, but she did not say this, I was under the impression that you had to bring your own pod to Council for the first time, and then it would cost $76.50 to fill. So this is a typical example of Australian education system, it doesn’t teach people how to communicate properly at all. I can’t even say it’s people from my generation, or thereabouts, because even people in their 20s and 30s, that I’ve spoken to, are also absolutely hopeless at communicating, so they STILL haven’t tackled this issue in schools, and I can’t believe it. I JUST CAN’T BELIEVE IT. Australian department of education – you women are truly hopeless, stop trying to be nazi – and start teaching, guiding and helping. Wake up. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 2. The Scatterbrain Saves everyone from Dying I want to put this little story up, it just came to me one day, so it’s not my story at all, it didn’t happen to me I didn’t witness it, but I thought it was a good way to explain how we’ve got to have all types of people with all types of brain functions and mentalities to survive as a human race – so, not just smarty pants are needed, everyone is needed – A special message for all infants, Primary and High school teachers; There were four people out in a remote area, they were working on a science project together, three of them were very smart, academics and they were all focused around on the table, coming up with a plan for the project, while the fourth person was known to be a bit of a scatterbrain, who was off looking at the birds in the sky, and not focusing at all on the task at hand, now in this particular part of the world, there happened to be great devastating storms that would hit in a flash second, and would kill people. And on this day, one struck, but because this person, who wasn’t focusing on the task at hand, instead, looking around at the environment, saw the big storm coming, and was able to warn the three ‘concentrators’, and they all made it to safety. Now if that unfocused person wasn’t there, then those three highly intelligent people would’ve perished and died. So, I, unlike the school teachers back in my day, won’t stand for anyone bullying someone, or just reprimanding, teasing, cajoling, paying out, etc, a child who doesn’t keep up with the rest of the class, and who doesn’t get the A’s – and that especially includes, making students feel inadequate through passive ways, because they don’t get A’s in maths – shove your gold stars up your arse you complete moronic public-school teachers. And those kids that are not good at maths, develop skills in other areas that are not part of the curriculum and are not tested (which is a good thing), it’s like a blind person who has exceptional hearing. ‘No use’ of a sense, means another sense can develop more so than the average. There’s a place in our world for everyone. And shame on teachers (and CBA Bank staff) for only rewarding those who are good at maths, mathematicians are not GODS public school teachers. NOTE: If you steal from me, or do stupid twisted reflections - I WILL CALL YOU STUPID A little birdy told me they put an emphasis on maths back in my schools days, because they wanted robots to do their housework!! Kind of worked, didn’t it? iPad, iPhone, internet……! You know, maths for was not entirely a strong point at school for me, although I did get 97% on my HSC for maths (not the hard one). I have to add, after we had done our exam, the teacher went through each question to see if we got them right or not, and indeed I did get every single question right, but on the last question, as a part of the question, you had to show your working out, and apparently, in my working out, I didn’t work it out exactly the right way, and so was deducted the 3%. I felt that was worth mentioning because, you know as long as you get the questions right what does it matter how you got there? It’s a bit of a scam in my opinion! I recall my maths teacher writing a report card at the end of one year stating how, I use my creative thinking abilities, to aid my maths workings! I really embraced computers as they hit our generation, unlike a lot of people before me, and my age, some have been very slow to take up computers. Thank goodness for Julia Gillard; I think it was around 2013 who gave us the nbn-fast Internet. If it wasn’t for her, we would still be on dial up! Don’t know what those previous liberals were thinking, they were extremely slow to take up the Internet, I guess they knew, it was a threat for them, because ’power to the people’. lol I recall when I was in year 10 at school, computers were just being introduced; suddenly the maths teacher was now the computer teacher. The teacher was trying to attempt to teach us how to write a program- gotu1! I definitely didn’t grasp how computers worked, but I thought it was bloody brilliant how we could now just type up whatever we wanted to say. I later (30yrs later) found a letter that I had written then to mum back then in class (!), it was in their huge filing cabinet that I had inherited, by the way that filing cabinet had every piece of paper, in regards to our family, and anything you could think of - dad saved each piece of paper. It came in handy at the garage sale after they died, so we could look up receipts. For some reason that big file with all of those receipts was taken out of the cabinet by one of my siblings (stolen). I just wonder what on earth they did with it and why would they take it – I think it was Daniel. They specifically didn’t want me to have it. Anyway, back to my story, that letter was the first thing I wrote on a computer, I read this letter when I found it, and I just laughed my head off. It was hilarious! I had a short paragraph with what was going on, then I just started talking about how good the computers were and putting a whole series of letters across the line Woo Hoo !!!!!!!!!!!! ! I can just imagine me leaning back in the chair on 2 feet with 1 finger on the keyboard woo-hoo Lol ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 3. Neighbourhood Problems specific to me, today at Stellas House. You know I just watched a wonderful series on Prime Video, called “Ladies of Letters” and it is, I guess, based on a true story, about these two old ladies who write to each other throughout the course of their older lives. Their paths do cross every now and again, one of them stole the others boyfriend, and both ended up in prison for supposedly unwarranted situations, but generally it was not really about much except for the ordinary things that happen to one, in one’s life. Anyway I really enjoyed it, worth mentioning, and there were no dogs there, that’s always a nice relief. It’s inspired me to write this story- as I don’t actually have anyone to write to, I’m just going to write it here and put it on my blog. So Stella and her adult son John who own the house next door; they’re been there all month - you see that house is usually vacant, only for one or two nights a year, when Stella uses that house. But at the moment, they are there with a lot of guests coming and going, they seem to be having parties, playing loud music, and doing some sort of weird renovation that doesn’t need to be done, (I mean money much better spent on putting in a second Raintank, (if you ask me) but not any of my business. I talked to Stella, and she advised me she’s going to sell it, she has no choice, she says. But later I found out she had no intentions of selling, but she was talking to me that day, as a zombie, controlled by her son!! Can you believe that! Is there any point talking to her at all anymore? I don’t think so. Anyway, those people have been following me, every time I leave kookaburra Park, mainly follow me up to the post office. I can’t imagine why that would be so much fun for them, I mean how interesting following someone, more or less a complete stranger at that, and going to the post office? (are they simpletons? - I know I would never follow someone around, not even someone I knew, let alone a stranger. I mean don’t they have anything else better to do? Lol, you know it’s this kind of thing that keeps me awake at night laughing my head off - such absurdities.) Well that’s what they do, aswell as carry on, talk at me like I can hear them and we are having a conversation (we are not), you might be able to hear me, but I am NOT talking to you, so stop doing twisted reflections. Dodgy as hell. They kind of act obsessed with what I am doing at my place. One day, I had a buyer at my place, who was picking up an item they won on eBay. And a guy from no 6, never seen him before, started coming over to the fence (where my chooks were) and started talking really loudly in nonsensical manner -not really sure what that was about it, but that’s what he did. Pervert (fuck off) I have noticed that, if anyone comes to my place (like the appliance service guy) the neighbours and the whole place goes very quiet, not even those big terrible loud trucks that go by, go by. So I told Cate, my landlord, about Stella selling, and guess what -they all packed up and left, and that was the end of that torment (really?) – who should I tell about the noisy trucks? I find it extraordinary how society in general can’t handle unmarried women. It’s an area which seems to be totally backwards, like a huge part of Australia is living in an 11th century mentality. No more problems from them after I wrote this. ​ ​ ​ ​ 4. I have two biblical food stories I have two biblical food stories. I say biblical because the flavour was so extraordinary, and out of the usual. The first one: I was away at school and visiting a friend in her dorm, she had a carrot, and she took a bite and she didn’t want it, she asked me if I wanted this carrot and I said sure, and I left back to my dorm eating this carrot; and it was the best carrot I’ve ever tasted, ever, infact, it was unbelievable – the centre core of the carrot seem to have the special unique sweet flavour that I have never tasted before or since. I could not get enough of it. SO GOOD (I secretly believe it tasted so good, because God was so impressed that someone had given me something ‘free of charge so to speak‘ and a kind gesture, for once in my life, (usually people just take), that He made the taste extraordinary for me!! J) (The girl who did not like the carrot, btw, was Alica White, Jessica Whites older sister – if you are following my Dental story). The other time was some orange juice. I lived on a farm and there was an abundance of oranges on the existing orange tree. I must’ve picked them just at the right time (because there is a key time when oranges are ripe, and I was still young, and wasn’t aware of such things, it was really lucky, I thought later…) I made some juice from these oranges, and it was unbelievable, I have never tasted anything like it before or since either. I could honestly say it tasted like ’nectar of the gods’, it was so amazing, it was beyond juice and had turned into a syrupy kind of nectar, just so sweet and delicious. (tree grown from seed) “Are you inspired about life yet dear?” I must mention, that orange tree was growing right next to the septic tank, so there could have been a little more nitrogen in the soil than usual! ​ ​ ​ ​ 5. For Every Action, There Is an Equal and Opposite Reaction re Coward of the County I've mentioned how there's a reaction from all the stealing, so for a while, if I just misplaced something or couldn't remember where it was, my first instinct and thought was “it’s probably been stolen”. I reached a point, after so many thefts, where I didn't even bother looking for anything lost, because I just assumed it was stolen too. But obviously that's not always going to be the case, in any normal person’s life, things invariable get lost. There’s going to be the odd time, when I just can't find something because I left it in a weird spot in a non-thinking manner. So, I have to deal with that, and be more mindful. But the same thing has happened on my blog; there has been a few things disappearing (hacked and stolen) as I've mentioned. At least 5 pieces of writing that I know has significant meaning, have been deleted, so I'll write about these here again; one was the bit on my About page, where I described ebay staff who track my IP address, so I'm not able to create an eBay account, as they delete it straight away (actually they did that on Facebook too, nazi IT nerds, Little birdie told me it was the aboriginal police girl from my local area who was tracking me and deleting my accounts, the tracker) -you know, they are full on ‘hounding’ me like dogs. Another piece was also on my About page, where I gave a description about my business that I created when I was living at Rangari. I created a business called Farm Plants and Seeds, I grew literally hundreds of plants, and was able to collect the seed from them and sell them on eBay, it was a nice little profit for me, whilst not going over the tax-free threshold. I also did a bit of plant propagation. But all that work was really all in preparation for the future - it takes a while for plants to grow and establishing themselves so then they can produce in abundance, and be propagated, my plants had only just started maturing, and I had collected only a few of what I would soon be able to harvest. So, my plan involved me still being there, obviously, and, if I was still there, I'd be quite wealthy by now, because of all my hard work finally paying off. So, not only was my garden stolen, and all my hard work wasted, but that story was stolen off my blog. What are they so afraid of? Another: I wrote a story about my little sister choking on a piece of Frankfurt. It was life or death situation, she turned blue, then black, and red and purple, then black again, and fully white. I witnessed it, it was horrendous, she was so close to dying. Mum eventually managed to save her with her long hard finger nails, she speared it, and pulled it out – I have a clear image of her long slender finger and long hard calcareous fingernail, with a red piece of Frankfurt skin, a small bit of meat, impaled on it. Mum never purchased anymore Frankfurt’s after that. And there was another one, unfortunately I can’t quite remember if I wrote this as a part of my life stories, or if I did a separate photo story. But I had mentioned a movie that I had watched, unfortunatly, I can’t remember which one either, but it touched on the subject about social women back in 1882 or something, knowing people and setting them up, - arranging friendships and or partnerships to form. And then that particular person, then expected money, and later approached one of them at least and demanded it, and used extortion techniques. I was writing about how wrong this is, and how greedy that person was to use her friendship in such a way. As, beforehand, there was certainly no verbal agreement, it was a mere social introduction. In fact, I was quite outraged by the fact that she later expected money. And if she didn’t get it when she asked, then she would retaliate with some sort of nasty revenge. In my opinion she was undeserving of money or life. It’s not like she actually did anything, I mean, this is how social groups work, someone knows someone, someone is related to someone, and someone’s good friends with someone…… this is not a business, it’s just the way social structures work. So, unless that person, sells herself in such a manner, with a business card… etc, and clearly states beforehand that she wishes for money if the introduction is profitable, (which that person most certainly did not - she was posing as a friend) then it would of course be acceptable to negotiate money. And I feel the reason why this made me so angry, was because I have encountered people like this today – always women – the daft type. Another one that was removed, was when I wrote about an excellent movie, I saw about the guy who came up with the idea for electric windscreen wipers; a big car company, stole his idea, after he brought it to them. So, this was not just a mere conversation out in a social gathering that was overheard, the guy literally went to the place of business to sell his product, and they saw how it worked, and they stole it. Such audacity. Later the guy took them to court, and years later, painstakingly, for him, eventually won, he received millions, as every car since 1956 or something, had used his idea. So, this is different than if someone hears or overhears (eavesdrop) on your conversation and takes that idea you had, and turns around and makes a profit. But, as someone who has had extensive experience in this area, (I am full of ideas) I still do not consider I am entitled to money in a such a situation, it was their ‘get up and go’ that turned the idea into a business. If someone is savvy enough to take what they hear on board, and come up with a way of money it is all the best to them, kudos to them for listening and paying attention. No one else is certainly entitled to any profits from the business that somebody else has created. This is a common-sense thing. I do know what it feels like to see someone use “my idea” I see it ALL the time, and a lot of those people are greedy non-thinking dogs who deliberately stalk and steal, because they know they could never think of anything themselves, and because they can. (They are tooo stupid, but have business connections) I know there would be plenty of people, (no women, however) that would actually want to reward or payback the idea maker in some way, I have seen this happen (sometimes, condescending-ley so). But if you steal from someone, there is long term ramifications, and a savvy business person will know this, if you take from someone, you will have to repay them somehow, otherwise bad things will befall you. – now see, stupid dogs, don’t understand this concept, those people will be in trouble later. So, if someone steals your idea, there is no need to worry, nature has a way of balancing things out in the end, so unless you have legal grounds so you can actually win, just don’t worry about it. And be flattered, mimicry is the greatest form of flattery, so they say!! Oh, and I have experienced many stupid women wanting to apply the ‘bad opposite’ for every ‘good reaction’; so, if someone says or does something nice to me or for me, then that stupid girl sees the good deed, and thinks it undeserved – thinks I am undeserving of anything nice, so she will say something horrid to me, or do something passive aggressive nasty, like replace the carwindow cleaner at the service station with a broken one. Ugly on the inside girls – girls who have grown up in a family without LOVE. Poor little girls. I overheard someone say “if you poke someone with a stick for long enough, eventually they are going to snap it”. Also I wrote a little didi about that wonderful Kenny Rogers song “Coward of the County”, about someone the whole town perceived as a weakling who does not fight back. And one day a group of them did something despicable, and he turned and killed them all. I know this was deleted, because this was how I was perceived in Gunnedah and why they continually stole from me – and one day I would have turned and ‘got’ them all. So they cast me out before I was fully pissed off and ready. ​ 6. Vitamin and Mineral PRE-I told you so I don’t see this enough, but vitamins and minerals really shouldn’t be taken, they do more harm than good. I’ve seen bad cases where people have lost the use of parts of their bodies, due to vitamin supplements. I personally believe my father died of pancreatic cancer which was brought on by a supplement which acted like plant fertiliser. We are not designed to eat vitamins and minerals, our bodies work by taking nutrients from foods. For instance, when you eat an orange, you get a dose of vitamin C. Oranges are really healthy and vital for any growing person, but when you take a vitamin C capsules there is something like 3000 times the dosage of vitamin C to what you would find naturally occurring in an orange, so you can see it’s kind of a little out of balance, the body isn’t designed to take that much vitamin C on all at once. Those people selling these items really just want to screw you out of as much money as they can, they don’t care if you die or lose a body part, or more often suffer from some long-term side-effect, which isn’t apparent at the time of taking the vitamins - they are blinded by their greed. And I know just reading some information on the Internet there is so much BS out there about these supplements. But, even I know how tempting it is to read something that implies “if you take this tablet you will be cured of that ailment”. IT IS SO TEMPTING TO PURCHASE after reading something like that. BUT RESIST! All the pharmaceutical companies and supermarkets, have marketing down to a tea. They really know how to trick people. Even, as I know this fact, yet sometimes when I see a pop up add I can’t but help just to stop and read it, thinking maybe this one is different, this is the one I really need! Luckily I usually remember, a marketing bullshit. So this is a little public warning here, don’t waste your money and risk your health by taking vitamin/mineral supplements. Eat good food, it’s not that hard. Incorporate herbs in your diet too. There are specific foods you can eat to overcome any imbalance you may be suffering from – we just don’t know about them all yet. And I am talking about vitamin and mineral suplements found in a chemist shop, I am not even referring to the tactics that I heard these pharmaceutical companies use, to get young people hooked on “recreational drugs”, especially back in the 80’s and 90’s. IT IS ALL ABOUT MONEY. Also, another warning, it’s not normal for your kids to need any kind of medication. NONE. It’s not normal for them to be sick, it’s not normal for them to have a headache. They certainly don’t need sedation medication of any sort (if you do this, you are BLATENTLY abusing your child). I would say a big fat NO, to any medication that’s marketed at kids. If you kid is not well, it would be your fault for not feeding him/her properly, most likely not enough protein; to be strong enough to handle life. COMMON SENCE HAS TO BE APPLIED IN ALL SITUATIONS. Suden ‘pop up’ ailments and tragedies can occur, and need to be treated. But one must not forget the possibility of a child becoming sick for the purposes of attention. If you give your child enough attention, in the first place, it won’t have to get up to such devious antics like that, real or not real. So the only cure then, is love and attention. {I have encountered numerous people who realised after the 3rd child, they should’ve stopped after 2. This is what this blog is for, to enlighten bumblers who bumble along and don’t realise all the things that they need to know and do, to thrive in life.} BTW, whenever I’m right or somebody didn’t believe me when I told them the truth, I am NOT the type of person who later says “I told you so”, - goodness if I did that, I’d sound like a broken record! 😁 I told you so, I told you so, I told you so…... AND BTW, if I was PM, instead of working 5 days a week, I would make the working week 4. {someone told me, they think if there was only 4 working days, then there would be too much fighting by bored people – could be true?}. And, instead of conscription (I know we don’t have that here in Australia – and only mothers that don’t actually care if their son lives or dies, sends them off to join the army), but I would make conscription 12mnths compulsory cookery school, where everyone is learnt fundamentals of good diet and healthy cooking. – this would save the health budget billions in the long run! Afterall everyone knows war is for little boys who don’t want to work. And who, fits the very worst category of people that you would give a gun to? I mean the most irresponsible, the most inexperienced, the most gung-ho of them all - of course that category is young men, the very type in the past that they want to enlist! Honestly, they were so clueless in the past. Everyone knows little boys, just want to fight, they have no common-sense. Fighting first, asking questions later. Useless. I would also ensure (as PM) any adult who doesn’t have any kids; would receive a bonus from the government of $50, every 6 months! Male and female. {Also thus introducing compulsory genetics testing and recording, at birth}. Plus, I would abolish land tax. Land tax is a disgraceful tax. The government has implemented this so it can have control over all land, no one is truly safe in their own home. The government can already find ways to control if someone works or doesn’t work (so has money or doesn’t) – they have means and tactics. So, if a person owns the land and has no work to pay the land tax, then it means the Gov can have control to take the land from the owner. It’s a disgraceful tax, and all Australians should be outraged by it, and they should be telling the government to stick this tax up its dingleberry. BTW, I’m not a landowner, so in reality, it makes no difference to me if there is land tax or not, yet I am still outraged by it. This is just an observation of how the government oversteps its boundaries. {If you pay your taxes, and the government wants your land, I hear now, in the UK, that the owner can set an absurdly high asking amount to sell, which may put off the government, and indeed did with the abolished construction of their high speed train through the country!!} I would also insist, (as PM) everybody else have the same holiday time, as what school teachers have. They have at least 3 ½ times as much holiday as everyone else! (12 ½ weeks) what a scam! {Although yesterday (22nd June 2023) I ventured out and when I went through town, at 3pm, all the shops were closed, I have absolutely no idea why. The pubs were open, I suspect there may have been a football match on?} J I guess also, there would be compulsory free monthly massage….. (I am not a “talking social” person – like what you have to be, to be a poly! J) Vitamins below from LIVESCIENCE.CO M ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. Food Bullying Through Obesity Encouragements The latest thing the goddamned dogs are doing is trying to manipulate food intake; set off triggers to make me hungry, at the moment they’re doing comfort food, as in there doing things to make me feel uncomfortable so that I get hungry. They also have other tactics, which I will not be disclosing - Fat jealous dogs are doing food bullying through intimidation. They MAYBE COPYING MY STORY FROM The Big Jelly Baby scam, where I mentioned, dogs who wanted to try to get me to put on weight. Copycats. OR, another little birdy told me, that Well actually, I’ve observed, that when you put on weight, such as I have done, it triggers your hormones, and you intern, get bigger breasts. That’s why you see a lot of petite young girls with hardly any boobs, and it’s the little fatties, that grow up with big giant boobs. In my forties when I started to gain some excess fat, my boobs started to grow! Anyway, so the birdie reckons, there’s ‘boys’ out there (probably from Netflix) who want all girls to have big boobs, and so are trying to trick me into over eating, which wouldn’t surprise me at all. Now, it was my neighbours yelling out, but it was difficult to pinpoint the exact location of the yelling, so it was either Bob and Helen Elder, or David Hooker and Sharon Millet, or their kids, or their friends – they have a lot of people coming and going. Or, it could have been the house behind on Elseardway. In my opinion all guilty, but none have been convicted for manipulating obesity. ​ ​ ​ ​ 8. Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Unwanted ‘Infringement’, Big and Small perceptions Fuck off you stupid little leech at no 9 Kooka. Everywhere I go, problems with neighbours. Why do they think my life is any of their business? Why did they feel they need to inflict themselves upon me with passive aggressive attempts at communication?? Again, same problem at next address too. I know for a lot of people they tend to trick themselves into believing that they’re in a relationship with someone, like an employer/employee and landlord/tenant, father/son, when in actual fact, they’re confusing the relationship, with a belief of the relationship to be more than ‘just what it is’, due to the power inbalance. It is the power that they like, and the control they have over them, and not the actual person, is what triggers the trick. But because this is actually not something that’s really talked about in society, (and basically the average person is too stupid to see) and realise, that it’s not the person they like, it’s the power and control they have over them. And when suddenly the tenant or the employee, child, spouse… doesn’t react to them in the way that a friend or lover would, they take a lot of offence, and can’t seem to see the reality of the situation. I find this happens to me in particular, a lot. I spend a lot of time thinking and saying; fuck off. I suspect my neighbour may suffer from this problem, who wants to assume some sort of territorial possession over me, just for merely being neighbours. So sick. So unhealthy. I said it at the top, and I’ll say it again now at the bottom, {and I have said many times on this website} fuck off you stupid little leech at number 9. Here is a good spot to mention, when I was 19, at Hornsby Tafe studying Fashion Production. I was curious about psychology, mainly stemming from the fact that I felt I was pretty much different from most people, just not quite the same as the other girls at my school or at Tafe. (and no, I am still not gay, and nor do I have a mental illness!) I thought maybe I could find some answers as to why I was different. I did not think there was anything wrong with me, I just wanted some answers to life questions – things actually, that I have talked about in my blog now, as an old wise woman. {Also, possible from my ‘eavesdropping’ phase re mums Counselling people through the church – a curiosity had formed}. There was a library at Hornsby, I went there looking for psyche books -there was not that much there, there was nothing actually in that genre (pathetic). But some years later I did end up reading a fascinating book by Carl Jung, that belonged to my aunt. Very complicated and slow reading, hard to understand, but he did touch on images in the form of icons. And stated something along the line of them going into the collective consciousness, and thus familiar to everyone. So, not just icons you may think of like Nike or marketing logos, but he was talking about many different “language” type images. There were heaps shown in the book – actually I found it a little odd, and certainly did not recognise any of them. So, I figure this was his understanding of image transfer like I talk about in my Dream Watchers photo story. A little different, and somewhat primitive! I have never seen any popular icons in my dreams, or as a passing flash!! But, actually I was told by one so called professional that the reason I could not see, was because my father was a heavy drinker even before I was born, and this has affected a small part of things that happen on the Metaphysical brain wave length!! J Not sure if this is true – it could well be! lol Although I have always thought not seeing “icons” or images was quite healthy! No illusions or hallucinations here! { A deliberate plan of dads to raise undelusional kids! Ha ah!}. What I was intrigued about Carl Jung’s book was his mention of the phrase “collective consciousness” things that whole groups of people understand, and live a certain way as a result of a state of mind. Like how now we find it unacceptable to treat other people as slaves, or scalp their heads – but before, this was perfectly normal. I do believe people work hard at changing the collective consciousness for good. (through conscious media, like movies). When I mentioned to Carl Jung to one of my older friends from fashion school, she turned to me (we were in my car), and said, she was raped by Carl Jung. She said it point-blank, I couldn't quite believe it, because I thought Carl Jung was really old, and possibly dead before her time - but maybe not? He was popular in the 1920s. I looked him up later, he died in 1961. She was probable born in the 50’s, could have been 60’s? I am really not sure; she was a housewife with 2 just turned teenage kids in 1992. She may have meant raped in the metaphysical world, I'm not entirely sure, I should have probed her about it, but I was a little bit shocked, and dumbfounded at the time; I grew up in happy barbie bimbo world where in public, everyone smiled and was happy. I was only 19 back then, and here was someone talking about RAPE!! Maybe she was just scared about the mention of being psychoanalysed! She was the type who was ‘open minded’ - by that, I do not mean I could read her mind! Lol! But she embraced new things, and weird things like colour light therapy. Some people are open minded in the literally sense, some people can read others minds. It happens a lot, its called mental telepathy. (der fred). I mentioned on my blog there are certain women (many women) who if I'm upset -she screams. It happens to me all the time, and I have learnt over the years to be very controlled. Because its kind of annoying if your pissed off about something, and you have some little annoying bimbo dog outside screaming. But what I find weird about this whole thing is the un-acknowledgement that it happens – especially by the Australian Police. It's like one of their number one priorities, is pretty much to pretend that this kind of thing just doesn't happen. Like it's not real. It seems to be an area of dysfunction in their adamant mission to deny it. Just weird. I mean why would you want to that - it's a part of life, why would you want to deny life? What’s wrong with them? This is why the refuse to do anything about all the thefts at my place and or from my car / body in town. To take me seriously they would have to acknowledge just exactly how these dogs are stealing from me. My cross to bear. I want to mention sleep walking here too, and no I do not mean walking around the streets half asleep in zombie frame of mind. I am talking about getting out of bed in the middle of the night doing some weird thing, then getting back in and going to sleep again; then having NO recollection of doing it, the next morning. This is not something I am in the habit of doing, but dad told me, when I was 8 or so, I did sleep walk once. In fact, I have written about it before on this blog but I couldn't find it today in my search results, so I will put it in again; one night I got up around 11:30pm, and walked all the way down the large hallway into the living room where dad was watching television still. Mum had already gone to bed, and he said I just hopped up on his knee and started watching television! He said to me ‘are you alright, do you want to drink of water? And he said I said ‘no’, and so I sat there for about 30 seconds, then I just got up again and went off to bed! That's what he said happen - so that's very odd. I suspect it had something to do with going to bed at 630pm – I was getting too much sleep. I imagine that would be something that I would in that scenario. I don't believe there's been any other incidences of sleep walking, but I mean who knows - if you can't remember, maybe I've been sleepwalking every night! No one mentioned it at school. There was one other incident, not sure if it was sleeping walking, I have mentioned that too on my blog, but will do again; when I was living in Petersham, the old house has been divided into four units, so it was kind of odd and pokey, and small. It was bloody awful in fact {I just wonder how I ended up living there in pretty much probably one of the worst places in Sydney you could rent! Especially since I was most definatly not one of the worst people!}. Plus, I was working. Anyway, the next-door neighbour woman had a cat, and the smell from her kitty litter would come out their open window and into my front door, even when it was closed, it would come under the crack at the bottom, plus around the sides. it was really disgusting - very strong smell, she never cleaned out her kitty litter so it seemed. DISGUSTING. So, I came up with a plan, I blocked the door with one of those sand snakes, and put up a thick velvet curtain all around the door to stop any leakages coming in around the edge of the door. It worked, but, as it was the front door, I could no longer use it, I had to come and go from the back door, which actually caused a whole heap of problems because the door kept changing positions depending on the weather; one minute it would lock the next minute it wouldn't (my bag was stolen one night). Anyway, so this curtain was kind of always closed and pushed against the door. Plus, the door was bolted, so that it could not be opened from the outside. One morning I got up, and the whole curtain had been pushed inwards, as if the door had been opened - so somebody has opened the door, and I don't know how this happened, because as far as I was I knew, it could NOT be open from the outside, it could only be open from the inside, and I have no recollection of opening it. So, maybe I slept walked, and did it in my sleep?? Now, I should add, this was the time when I was harassed at night by numerous people outside on the street, -not just some people, there were literally hundreds of people outside my house on the street on any given night. So, I suspect strongly, that had something to do with it. And another reason I've mentioned it, is because other times I have awoken to discover very strange things; like recently my sewing needles were all scattered on the floor and the figure 8 clasp had been returned to the floor too. There's no way that just magically appeared, it definitely was stolen 4 yrs prior at an address from 2 address’s ago. It was not in my possession in that time. So, someone has returned it, but I mean how did they get inside at night while I was asleep and the door was locked. I mean did they kind of speak to me when I was asleep, gain my trust, took advantage - then asked me to open the door, and I just got up nonthinkingly so, and did it?? I just don't see how there could be any other explanation? And if this is the case, I'm mean talk about taking advantage of someone, it's quite disgusting behaviour, SCUM behaviour. That little dog has no morals whatsoever - I mean if I caught them in my unit, that person would most likely end up dead. They have a death wish. The walls here are not sound proof- same as at Petersham. My new neighbour is probably from {Petersham – Sydney SCUM. How am I meant to report that to the police when they are so adamant that this kind of thing is not possible? They stupid. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. Cocky Real Estates Stoop to a New Arrogant Low Re Pete Long Some nerve Elders real estate has, not only do they want landlords name and number for reference, but they want their email so they can send them a FORM to fill out!! Can you believe that? – oohh, I’m sure Pete my X landlord (a lawyer), has nothing better to do with his time, than be pestered by young airhead nazi rental girls). Could someone please do something about those intrusive, disrespectful, invasive (none of their business anyway) tryhard estate wenches. And, not to undermine people who aren’t lawyers – their time is just as important aswell. But case in point (a lawyer chargers $300/hour for his time) Below is the email from Elders, then the response email from Pete (I did not attach the form that Elders wanted them to fill out - but it was there! Dianne Obst Date: 9 June 2018 at 1:03:01 pm AEST To: sarah@ngiyaani.com.au Subject: Rental Reference for Emily Bieman Good Afternoon Peter and Sarah Emily Bieman has applied for a rental property with our agency, and we require a rental reference from her previous landlords. I've attached the rental reference form, if you could please fill out and send back at your earliest convenience that would be much appreciated. Thanks in advance! Admin Elders Gladstone 3/19 Tank Street, Po Box 5014 GLADSTONE QLD 4680 p: 07 4972 5700 f: 07 4972 1280 e: dianne.obst@eldersrealestate.com.au gladstone.eldersrealestate.com.au Peter Long Sent: Monday, 11 June 2018 8:43 AM To: dianne.obst@eldersrealestate.com.au Cc: 'Sarah Ferguson' Subject: FW: Rental Reference for Emily Bieman Dear Dianne, I am not in my office this week so I cannot print off and complete your attached form but I can advise that Emily rented a cottage on our farm from January 2018. She was the sole occupant and remains in the cottage at the present time. She gave us notice last week that she wished to relocate and would vacate the cottage. At the time she gave notice, she had made payments on account of rent through to 3 July 2018 and we have asked her to vacate the cottage by that date. Emily has two cats which have caused no issues. We received no complaints from anyone about Emily during her tenancy. We did an inspection of the cottage two weekends ago and found it to be clean and tidy with no damage. As Emily’s occupation was under a commercial lease because she operated her own business out of the cottage and its surrounds, no bond was deposited with the Rental Bond Board. ​ Peter Long & Sarah Ferguson ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 10. Squeaky Wind Story I lived on a large farm in Gunnedah, at Rangari, owned by David and Brenda Heywood. Way before I moved in, my landlord used to live on the farm next door (about 2 km away). Then he bought the farm I lived on, as well as a house in town, and they moved in to town to live, and he would just come out occasionally to work the farm (he also owned another large farm on the other side of town – btw, farms in Gunnedah average on the 1500-acre size, that’s a typical farm size around town. The farm where I had been living previously, at Bulga was 2200 acres, {and that size is really too big for 1 man, one in his 40’s at any rate, so he used to lease out a couple of paddocks to his neighbours, and if I recall, he used to sow crops that were sold before he had even sown them, he was one lucky farmer}. The farmer who later bought David’s farm (when I had to leave), would own, at least 8000acres+, and that’s just what I knew about – that farmer is going to hell for sure). So, I was able to live in the farmhouse on the other farm. And David’s house that he had been living in next door, he let go to rack and ruin, it was pretty old anyway, so it didn’t take long for it to get into an unliveable state. (Typical farmer who would prefer to let his house go to rack and ruin, rather than have any dramas with the bother of renting it out. I saw on Google maps the new owner had bulldozed the house – total non thinker). There was also a Woolshed and a few other buildings over there, one day I went over and had a little exploration. Not only was there a small fenced off paddock full of Couch grass, and nothing else, which I was very impressed about - at the time I was going through a lawn phase, and had decided that Couch was my very favourite lawn! - I thought David should mow that little paddock and he would get an almighty harvest of Couch seed, which at the time was quite expensive and mostly unavailable!) But I discovered in the Woolshed, several old bales of wool still there, and even though this wool was not the kind of wool that you spin - the sheep bred in Gunnedah are for meat only, there are two main breeds, and their fleece is poor quality, a farmer might be lucky to get some money for it from the carpet industry. But I still thought it was Christmas, because I was in the middle of experimenting with plant dyes, and I could use all of this poor-quality burr filled wool, to dye with (I was planning on writing a book; Dyeing with Eucalypts.) So, after checking with the landlord that I could use it, I went back over there. And this day that I went, it was windy, I parked the car between the old house and the Woolshed, and the wind was blowing all around, and all around there were big old gum trees - and that feeling you get when you’re in an area that hasn’t really been inhabited by people, I don’t mind it at all, some people find eerie. The wind was also blowing the roof of the Woolshed up, it too, was in a dilapidated state, and I could see the wind lifting the iron up and I could hear the creaky noise every time it flew up, then back down. I was looking at it directly, when all of a sudden, the creaky noise that I could hear suddenly shifted, and whilst it was still a creaky noise coming from the roof, it kind of sounded like words, it was bizarre, 3 words. The words that I heard, as I was watching the iron lift up and back down again, was, “well hello there”. For me, it literally felt like the wind was talking to me, but it wasn’t just a normal sentence; If you were ever a fan of that show “friends”, and you remember that character Joey, and he was a bit of a flirt with all the women, and he had his pick-up-line of “how you doing”! That was the kind of tone, underlying the creaking, that I could hear!! It was most bizarre! I thought maybe there must be some sort of sound recording or sound device that Heath Barwick bloody installed, as he was the other neighbour adjoining, and he most likely knew that I would be venturing over there that day. But really, I don’t think so, I think it actually was the wind; you know, if you talk to the wind, it will talk back to you! (I spent a lot time on my own, so that’s a lot of time just talking to myself, in my mind! The wind thought I was talking to it!!). Actually, I just remembered something else; I was over nearby collecting some wire fence that David had told me I could use for of my Gumtree strip, (the roos were getting in to my trees, eating them), and I heard what sounded like a timber saw, it was very loud and had a kind of ring after it, it was echoing through all the trees out there. I thought that David must be up at the old shed tinkering away. I mentioned it to David a few weeks later and he said there’s been no electricity connected to that house in years. But there was a timber saw mill up there too, because they used to mill the timber all around there. I did later have a look at the timber mill and indeed it would’ve sounded just like what I heard. Weird huh? Maybe it was David‘s antics. But, again, I don’t think so. Oh! I just remembered something else too! The first time I went up there, there were five sheep; and it was literally like they were being herded by something I couldn’t see, just a feeling I got, like a Shepherd spirit. I thought maybe there’s generations of farmers haunting the place - wouldn’t surprise me if there were generations of Heath Barwick‘s family haunting the place! I want to mention, since this happened, I know there have been people who have put devices around my house that one can speak into and be heard, or play a recording of some sort - to try and trick me. Perhaps copycats? Omg, I just remembered something else; one night I looked across to David’s old farm from my veranda, and I could see what looked like an old timber building burning. I alerted David, but he was totally nonchalant about it. And later, as I was wondering why he did not care if there was a building burning on his farm, I worked out, it was because it was those people who do lights and affects on buildings, they indeed were trying to trick me, and David knew about it. You see what I have to put up with out there, as a single lady. And one thing leads to another – with all trickery leading to thievery. 500 items stolen from me while I lived on that farm. Curse them. Good Vibes in Roof Space 12. Moving Ferns 16. Neighbours Cat 18. Tool room at Rangari 13. Verander at Rangari This was a little of the old carpet wool I was able to collect from David’s old farm shed, and do my experimental dyeing with. I had so much, that when I moved I had to throw a whole heap out, just no room in my future rentals for old wool storage. Curse everyone. 11. Good vibes in roof space conversion I’ve written a little bit about this before, but it’s another one that has gone missing, so here it is again with more details. I was going to add it to my “Meddling Marys in Victorian Street - none of your business” photo story, but it was getting a bit too long. The reason why, was because my aunt in Leichhardt, wanted to do a renovation in her attic, and her neighbours caused problems for her. She wanted to convert empty roof space into a room, a studio actually, she painted and taught. She also wanted a little deck out the back where she could sand her crafts, and provide good air and light. The roof would stay as was, and some windows would be added on the north city side. A very simple renovation actually. So, she told me this story later, I was not there through the whole process. Now, for some reason she had to put in a request to neighbours, to seek permission, to do the renovation. Something along those lines, I’m not overly clear of each council’s rules. But why on earth Council would come up with this cockanninnie rule of seeking neighbours’ permission is beyond me, they obviously do not know the nature of most people, especially women. So, her neighbour did protest, she had monumental problems from them, and, btw, they were her good friends infact, they used to eat out in Leichhardt together regularly. But that was the end of that. The neighbour stated if somebody went outside onto the little deck, they could see into their yard, thus privacy would be gone. So, you know if you have read my blog, how important that I know, privacy is. But in this instance, - as in all home renovations, for me, I would say this would be the future problem of the neighbour, and they should have to deal with it by putting a tree or trellis, or something. That’s just my personal opinion, as most homes I have lived in, have been in DIRE need of renovations, and it is hard enough coming up with the cash and a reputable builder, so having additional neighbour and council problems is nightmarish. So, eventually, after several long months, it was decided my aunt could go ahead with it, but she had to put a barrier at the end of the little deck, kind of like blinkers on a horse! But after it was finished, you could stand on the side and look directly into the yard anyway, so it didn’t really make any difference. And the whole process was a bothersome and a nuisance, and completely unnecessary. But anyway, the room turned out beautiful, and she had managed to find 4 secondhand stained-glass windows, all the same size, and placed all on the north wall where the sun shines through when it rises. I found a room that was similar on public domain Flickr, I just added the windows, see above. When I went down there at school holidays, I got to sleep in the new studio, she had a daybed up there in next to her large 4x4m work bench, and when I woke up in the morning, the sun pouring in through those beautiful stained-glass windows, it was just gorgeous, beautiful timber room, with the sun, the colours, the new timber scent – it created such a wonderful atmosphere, very memorable. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 14. Harassment for Money from Employment Provider in Gin Gin for Road Works and Street Beautification SH SH it’s a secret My neighbours, incahoots with female employment girls, harass me deliberately for money - they harass me continuously, and steal from me, they are so bad, I have to put in a complaint to local council and or polys (as they know I will do, anyone of sound mind would) - then council comes up with a ‘distraction’ plan for usually husbands - they pay them to do unnecessary roadworks. This has been an ongoing ‘thing’ that bitch wives in each community I live in, do. They are beyond a nuisance - they make my life HARASMENTHELL; they are stealing from me. -Don’t give in to them, don’t give them any money - it just makes them worse next time. Big network of these people. In Gunnedah they used use me for arts money aswell, as all the roads there, were all fixed – I was there 20yrs before having to move to QLD. In Colosseum, they had ‘lollipop girls’ stopping traffic on my rd. (This quite little rural rd, that hardly anyone used; to dig up a section, then replace it – for no reason. Same with the Blackman Gap Rd to Miriam Vale, dirt rd, suddenly lollipop women stopping traffic, for work that just does not need to be done. (Lollipop women – the main guilty harassing greedy culprits, those woman get paid $90hr for sitting on their ass). And on the Bundaberg Gin Gin rd, they got young men to ‘sweep’ the rd, not kidding, I took a photo – they were stopping traffic to sweep it clean, all day, no road works going on at all. I have probably created more jobs than anyone could possibly know, yet the stupid female bully twits at Bundaberg locked me up for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – unbelievable what goes on in Australia – I recommend not having kids, as this community is fucked. (Since I seem to have so much influence in this area, I contacted council and told them to start putting powerlines underground instead of pointless roadworks; I think they like roadworks, as they have all the infrastructure and are incahoots with lollipop people). I often have wives drive by house in shiny new cars, beeping showing off what they got by ‘dogging’ with me - stupid little bimbos, can’t make money anyway but by stealing and bullying. BTW, at my new location there does not appear to have been any roadworks or street beautification in the area AT ALL for the whole 12mnths I have been here!! Wow, first time in 30yrs!! Well, I definitely know the harassment as somewhat ceased compared to back then. But today actually, there seems to be some idiot across the rd at no 155 or either side of them, beeping at me, and ofcourse there is some guy constantly going woohoo all day long, and his stupid dog who seems to harass me now instead of her child, whenever I do a load of washing – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOG. Seriously don’t those people have anything else better to do all day than concern themselves with what I am doing – get a fucking life. {council; DOG COMPLAINT} I also think they have been doing fake baby noises, as the sound of baby crying goes off everytime I go into my bedroom. Stop harassing me, I have the right to live in in “quite enjoyment”. As soon as I upload this story, beep beep from a hoon going by. Not sure if those things are road works related though – most likely trying, copycats. So, I think those road works before were “Miss” Wainberg’s oka Cate Rogers, doing, her manipulating councils, along with her school friends from Gunnedah. ​ ​ ​ ​ 15. Cockatoo Story So, I mentioned before on my blog at certain times people take it upon themselves to do signs, really annoying signs, mostly disrespectful signs, meaning, not with the message itself is rude or anything, but just the way they do it is disrespectful, like, if you have something to say to me, then you say it to my face, you look into the persons eye and say it. Doing it by signs is disrespectful, annoying and antagonistically cowardly. It is not CLEVER. So, I think, by waking me up at 330am or thereabouts every morning they have been trying to tell me another one of my stories is missing (stolen), the one about the cockatoos waking me up every morning at Bird-Twit. I’d come into the house every morning for brekkie, as a young nine-year-old or so, grumpy, because the birds had woken me up. If you are familiar with the cockatoos, then you know how extraordinarily loud they are, they kind of SCREEEECH. Plus, they seem to travel in groups, making them extra loud. There was a huge ironbark right outside my bedroom window (a lean-to on the side of our house) where they would hang out and screech. One morning, I heard the birds start, then the next thing I hear, quick as a flash, I heard the back door open, and I hear dad trying to scare off these cockatoos, he was making all sorts of ruckus sounds, I bet he wish he hadn’t sold his gun; a shotgun would have worked well. Anyway, after his antics of hissing and making cracking noises, whatever, they all left. It did the trick, and in fact I didn’t have any more problems from any more cockatoos ever again! And in my adult years now (back in Gunnedah, they’re kind of comical now, because whenever they see me coming, they all quickly take off!! Plus, they never used to tear apart my trees after I planted them either, (sometimes they’re known to do that out of sheer boredom, just tear off branches and leave them scattered on the ground). And well, so if this is the long-term effect from dad scaring them off years before, then I reckon, dad should’ve tried scaring off the dogs - I bet I would it would’ve had the same affect. Bird brains. (I am not sure if dad ever saw the dogs – but they were so prevalent, he must have) So that story was missing, I’m not sure what is going on with all my missing stories, who on earth is stealing my stories? I’m getting a little annoyed of having to rewrite it. And fuck you, in case it had any swearing in it, and that’s why they removed it. - I have taken upon to use swear words because I know how much the powers that be, dislike them. And until they stop stealing from me, I’m going to continue swearing. And, by the way, I don’t actually swear, really, it was not till I started writing this blog, and decided to incorporate swear words into my writing to show my annoyance, and piss off the people who can actually do something about the thefts. Lol, more irony. ​ ​ ​ ​ 16. 4 people that are, or, look like Karen Cull (high school biology teacher from Gunnedah High, NSW, Australia) 2000-2004 Karen Cull herself at Bulga (she has since remarried and is no longer is a Cull) 2005 the photography teacher at RMIT in Melbourne 2019 the independent patient rights advisor in the Bundaberg hospital 2021 I saw her walking around kookaburra park when I had t o leave (2018 I possibly heard her at Builyan from the neighbours “What’s up bitch” (!)?) ​ Now, whether it actually be Karen Cull in each of the 3 other circumstances, I am not sure, as they could have been ‘lookalikes’? (If you have read my blog, especially my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story, this phenomena is a common game that dogs play). But it wouldn’t surprise me in the least, if they actually went and got Karen and asked her to play this role. As she would be paid by them, and thus they could ‘control’ the situation. {And this is how wealthy women in the know, and who are connected, keep winning money, by faking and cheating to get paid positions. I have seen many fakers in my life many – infact my advice to young people is always ask for ID if you are paying a so called ‘proffesional’} I have mentioned previously on my blog, how sometimes I feel in situations when I am out, that it has been set up, and people have been ‘placed in’, and told what to say to me by someone else, who is trying to control the situation. If you ever noticed, watching the ABC TV, and some other television shows, everything is pre-rehearsed, and everyone knows what to say, and what their cue is. I feel these types of people who are doing that, also try to do it to me in my life - because they want control over me, it is a game. I think it is older woman, who don’t like the way, in a situation, I can take the focus, and put it on whatever I choose. That’s the big issue for them. They are jealous. So, then there’s a big network of these women, they call themselves the Agony Aunts (a TV show apparently, I never watched) – they have been around for many years. And there are other women who see them and copy them, so then try to inflict domineering tactics over a younger person – me. It used to happen all the time in Gunnedah, but still they try now. There is something majorly wrong with them, they’re like, not quite fully thinking and evolved women, acting like little monkeys on my back – out of pure jealousy, and stupidity. (I have had a lot of experience with them now, stupidity is the underlying character type, incapable of respect.) Get lost you stupid bimbos, and get your own life. I should mention Karen Cull had a big white cat at Bulga, Mardi. He used to venture down to my house from where he lived, about ½ kilometre away, apparently, he used to live in my then house, briefly before they moved up to the big house. He used to chase my 4 cats, and he chased them inside, barging through the front door, I had to make it Mardi proof. I saw him early one morning, and he was the most pissed off cat you have ever seen, he kept looking up at me where I was in the window, and he could also see my 4 cats perched on the sill, so he looked at us then sprayed the bush, then, he would look back again, and go over to another bush, and spray it, (male cat), he would do that at least 5 times, before I got bored of looking at him. But he wouldn’t just walk or trot over to a bush, he would stomp and march over with this most disgusting scowl on his face that you’ve ever seen, looking at us the whole time he stomped! He hated us being there in his house. Anyway, one time I had to go over to the Tamworth airport and pick my parents up, and I was waiting in the busy airport, when suddenly there in the middle of the reception area, was Mardi. Don’t ask me how he got there, or who picked him up? But I certainly didn’t see Karen at the airport? The cat above, this is my now neighbours cats, it says “Jasper” on his collar, he visits me some mornings, and tries to come inside the unit, this one seems quite happy though! BTW, Karen was not my high school teacher - I did not have a secret crush on my high school teacher!! lol ​ ​ ​ ​ 17. Food and Flower jealousy I wanted to mention something about my cut flowers. I had so many flowers at Rangari, I was able to (eventually - it took some years), but pick excess ones, and put them in a vase on my desk. So pretty and lovely! I could not find my photo of my cut pale pink roses in my black and white jug, a specific one I was looking for, and I’ve checked my whole file system for it, it’s gone! Don’t ask me what happened to it - it wasn’t that good! I ought to have taken more phots of my flowers in vases. I remember one lot I picked, I sat it on my huge then, tv cabinet, it was a big vase full of multiple tall gum branches full of E. leucoxylon. It was a huge 1mx1m pink and yellow explosion of flower colour. Much more bold and substantial than my image above! I recall when I collected those flowers, they also sat in front of my yellow and pink curtain, it was masses of yellow and pink; and it reminded me of that wonderful designer Lacroix. I remember as an 18-year-old reading studio magazines, and every time I saw an outfit that I just loved, I would turn the magazine on it’s side, so I could read the name of the designer, 9 out of 10 times, it was always the same one Lacroix! 😀 I mention on my “It all comes down to food jealousy” on page 1, about the reason why I was cast out, and I should have also mentioned flowers, it’s food and flowers! There is an element of females out there, who are extremely jealous of flowers, and having that ability to be able to cut flowers (without forking out cash at the time) and putting them in your home; an element of extreme jealousy from daft bimbos. Its lucky I now do not live near a florist; I would end up wasting all my money on cut flowers. Actually, I googled the nearest florist to me and it was 400km away!! I noticed actually, everywhere in Australia, (bar the major cities, well Sydney and Melbourne at least), there are no florists, well no flower shops, I see there are now Florists, which are really “gift shops” and they do not sell fresh cut flowers, they have fake flowers and cards and bad chocolates and Kitschy gifts. There are delivery ones online, but the average price for a bouquet is $200! Ridiculous! I remember buying a bunch of Iris’s for $3 in Sydney. Also, I have a sad Rose story. L It was one of those situations when you’re young, and you do stupid things, because you don’t know any better; I had moved into this house that had an orange flowered rose bush, it came into flower with one rose and I thought it was the ugliest rose I had ever seen. (!) For some reason I wasn’t keen on the colour orange at that particular time, and this rose was bright and deep orange – it does not get any more orange than that rose (I have never since seen an orange rose before). But, since I did not like it, I thought, I’m going to dig it up and replace it with a pink rose. So, I did, and before I started hacking into it, I cut the one rose off, and placed it in the single stem vase that I happen to have {which I thought I would never have any use for ever, so was glad to use it even for an ugly orange rose). Then went about digging it up, when I came in at the end of the day, I walked inside, and the whole house was just this amazing scent of rose - you have never smelt such strong rose fragrance in your life!! It was amazing, every single room in that 3 bedroom brick house smelt like roses. I couldn’t believe that I had just dug up this incredible fragrant rose, and replaced it with a pink one, because I’m pretty sure it would not have a scent as amazing as that ugly orange one!! Oh life, sometimes just full of regrets! 19. Night Sweats - Direct result from a Lack of Privacy Forget about menstruation, menopause, medications, hormone problems, low blood sugar, etc- Night sweats, or sometimes excessive sweating, can usually be put down to stress, brought about by a lack of privacy in this full-on overpopulated world. Yet another reason to stop breeding like rabbits. (There have been girls in my neighbourhood that know about this phenomenon and deliberately ‘stare’ in through windows or harass from the street – sick) many times its happened; at Petersham and at Builyan, and a few other times in Sydney. I am talking saturated sheets. FUCK OFF Yet also another reason to introduce stricter policy for developers to making sure housing is private / sound proof; out of sight, out of mind. ​ ​ ​ ​ 20. BENDING the truth, photos from Realtors This is a low-income house in a tiny outback community in Queensland . This house is a trap, its pray is low-income tenants. This house has a whole heap of problems which cost the tenant money in upkeep - due to drainage problems, water shortage, and thieving tight knit community. The Real Estate; Elders, of Gladstone, will try to steal the whole bond upon exiting as well. I had to take them to court to get it back which wasted two whole days of my time, not to mention paperwork, stress and effort. I got most of it back, and only lost a little due to the way they set up the total scam court procedure. (The whole Gladstone court system is a big scam, it’s specifically designed for people with money, even if you’re completely right, and prove your case, they then call time out and change the rules, they set it up so that the person who has the least status in society loses- it is not a ‘just’ system at all - The judges and the real estate industry work together, it is a game for them. (And if you do win, the police who work alongside the court there, will follow you home and try to give you a ticket, which is what happened to me ($400), I strongly suspect the police at Builyan, Lisa Lynch had something to do with that – she is another naïve police woman) The ‘little girl’ realtor at Elders, Tamara Smitz, should’ve talked the owner, Lacie Bimrose, into seeing common sense- that’s her job, it is NOT her job to ‘egg’ her on, to see how much money they can screw out of the tenant. (Manipulated by Kaye Pownall too) The 2 judges, Athol Kennedy and Judge Kinsella should be ashamed of themselves. The case should have been thrown out when Elders did not even bother showing up. Actually, the full story that I had written about what happened in court, was stolen, so I will add it again. Because Elders didn’t bother showing, judge Kinsella, said we will have to set another day, instead of doing what he should have done, and that is throw the case out. They have very clear rules, and if I hadn’t of turned up, the case would’ve been thrown out - its most unfair that the case wasn’t thrown out when Elders didn’t show up. And Elders didn’t show up because this is a part of their plan; Elders are just down the road from the courthouse in Gladstone, whereas I have to travel two hours all the way up to Gladstone. So not only does it waste valuable petrol money ($95), but more or less a whole day is taken up and set aside for the case. So, I had to wait around all morning for this information and new date to be set, 2mnths later. So, 2 mnths later, the young Elders rental girl turns up, alongside about 15 other little Real Estate girls - it was all a big tag game, how can I explain what happened? They’re all playing this game and sucking up to this judge, who was a new judge now, judge Ethel Kennedy, and the young rental girl Tamara Smitz was indeed playing ‘footsies’ with the judge. I believe judge Kennedy had a thing for feet! A little hard to explain exactly what happened, but it was definatly a game of footsies. Suffice to say, asking for the full amount of bond was so ridiculous that even with their game that they were playing, the judge could not award the whole bond to Tamara Smitz and Lacie Bimrose. At one point the rental girl asked for compensation for a tree stump that I cut down – a tree stump! Compensation! - this is not worth taking someone to court over. Court is not a place for bitchy females to take out their frustrations. But, as they caught me off-guard - as they had a whole 2mnths to prepare after they saw my evidence including photos – I was very thorough, I thought. But as I didn’t have time to think about what I should’ve said after their rebuff, as I forgot to mention or show photos of the fact that there was a big cut off tank up the back of the garden, so I couldn’t mow that part, so the judge saw that tank area, but not the tank, and said I should’ve mowed that area and fined me $100! Can you believe that. If anyone would have told my last landlord that I was fined $100 for not mowing, he would’ve thought that was such a joke – like, I took mowing very seriously, my last lawn was at least 50m² I have two lawnmowers. Such is the ridiculous Queensland Rental and Court system, and the prejudice against people they do not know and are from NSW. (I did find it quite extraordinary how both judges couldn’t handle anyone who speaks with a raised voice! It’s actually kind of dysfunctional how they really can’t handle it - it must remind them of their mother, and being chastised by their mother in a loud angry voice when they were a child! So, if anyone speaks with an angry tone, they bang their mallet down and get all ‘antsy’. But I mean the very nature of why you would be at court in the first place is because you’re pissed off, there’s been an injustice. So why the court would have such a low tolerance for angry people is a little peculiar. Anyway, so I walked out of that court room knowing that I was totally screwed, and I didn’t owe that stupid woman any money, I now feel she is now in debt to me, and she will be in karmic debt to me too. And the reason I suspect Builyan police officer Lisa Lynch was involved in stopping me after I left Gladstone court, in a total dodgy highway area where they reduce the speed limit to catch people out (another deliberate money making scam, I have done separate photo/story about the 70/90/80/70/80 km/h speed limit on the highway just outside Gladstone) - is because I spoke a lot with Lisa Lynch, the new police officer in Builyan, (I don’t think they even had police there before I moved in) because my neighbours were definitely stealing from me and Lisa Lynch intervened and the stealing stopped - but she would prefer to believe that it wasn’t her influence that put an end to it, but in fact they weren’t stealing from me at all - which was completely wishful thinking on her behalf. I find a lot of police aswell as people, think like this, and I really don’t know how they can be so stupid. And the young men involved in stealing from me at Builyan, continued to steal from me at my new address at Colosseum, after I moved, as it turned out they were friends with the work farmhand at my new address – young male thieves (although I did hear girls in the times of thefts too). Anyway, so that’s what happen there. BTW, now if I try to lodge a rental form application, via the online app (Tenancy1form) on My Real-estate, my name is flagged as having taken a landlord to court, and this stops the form altogether, you can no longer apply to the rental. CAN YOU BELIEV THAT? JUST SO WRONG - DISCRIMINATION – I believe that rental app has been ‘sidebar’d’ now because of that prejudice. So, you can also apply via the local real estate website, and most honest realtors will put their contact details next to the listing, (if there is no real estate associated with the listing – it is most likely a fake or dodgy listing. BUT SOME NERVE. Least there are some people that can see what is going on THANKGOODNESS. ​ I did not attach the original photo here, showing the Builyan house from one angle – a nice seemingly normal house shot, along with a shot that I took from a different angle, showing a complete different look, and if the shot I took was on the rental listing – no one would apply for it, it was that bad. ​ ​ ​ ​ 21. Naughty Kangaroo Solutions Some girl noted that whenever I was out in the garden or paddock at Rangari, and there were kangaroos about, as soon as they heard me, they would skedaddle out of my way quick smart. This girl, said she knows women who when they walk near the kangaroos, they would start to fight the woman (kangaroos are known to have a boxing nature). I have put this down to the fact, that I kind of walk, reminiscent to the Giant, from Jack in the Beanstalk! (Even when I was young and skinny!). And so, if any woman out there, gets beaten up by kangaroos, you should just site this: Fee Fi Fo Fum I Smell The Blood Of An Englishman! Say that to yourself a few times, and get a feel of what it would be like to be a giant - you have to say it in a kind of jilted and fierce way. Soon enough those kangaroos will skedaddle for you too! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 22. The Bimbo Dominatrix along with The Sand Man Story The screenshot above shows our family house in Gunnedah, on the left, with the green roof, and on the far right behind that pink shrub was Ivan Williamson’s Car Mechanic place, you can see all his cars in the spare lot. A few months before this Google shot was taken, there was a little house in that fenced off yard, it was vacant and rundown, not liveable. But, as I would have girls (adults) who would follow me wherever I went; when I went and spent that day at dads, those girls who harass me, would stay in that house, they would occasionally yell out it at me and make comments about what I was doing at that particular point, they would like to “commentate” so if I did something well, they would beep – once, and if I was doing something where I made a mistake, then they would yell out, and ‘bang’ make loud noises. I term them “nasty nazi comments”. They are seriously mentally retarded. Btw, I declare, if you still wish to play this game, then for each “nasty nazi comment” – you have to accompany it with $50 - $50 paid directly into my PayPal account via my email {which you can find at the bottom of this page}. Think of it like a swear jar. That includes you too little boy, $50, you will have to go and ask you mom. It has never been made clear to me what they were doing there, and why they would have so much time to spare, and concern themselves with what I was doing. Talk about desperate. Actually, I assume it’s jealousy, jealous of the fact that I could just go and hang out at dad‘s house any time I wanted, and he had a pretty nice house. I can see now why he won the lottery all those years ago, he would’ve had the same problem, but probably worse! The powers that be, thinking the best solution being more and more with a lottery win!!, I think it worked! Lol! I never noticed dogs persecuting dad, not like how I have dogs persecute me. * Except once, when I was young, maybe 4 or 5, dad drove Daniel and I over to the local quarry to get some sand, for a sandpit that he was building for us (we were relatively new in town). After that, I noticed one or maybe two or three times when we were driving through Tamworth, there was a car in front of us for ages, and the car was a van type with artwork all over it, it was easily memorable, and, it had “The Sand Man” written on it in big letters. I was sitting directly behind dad, in the passenger seat, so I could see what dad could see, it wouldn’t surprise me if, dad had dogs like I do who follow me around (they drive in front of me too, used to) AND, who pays these idiots, because that artwork would’ve been very expensive? Also, I have written about this before, but it was stolen, (least it is not showing in my PC search results), so this is the second time I have a have to write about “The Sand Man”. So, back to my story; abandoned house neighbour, stupid female dog story. Their main aim far as I was concerned, was to manipulate, harass, invade my privacy, powertrip (helping themselves), be disrespectful, steal from me, and not just steal items, but ideas and opportunities, aswell as to try and inflict fear by means of stalking, like a predator stalks its prey. Not to mention, be a total nuisance. They certainly were not there, in any “helpful” beneficiary way to me. Infact mostly those are the girls that wanted me to get fat and speak badly, I have written about it before. Jealous bitches hung up on class. After the house was bulldozed, sometimes these girls would go into my neighbours behind dad‘s house. One time I distinctly heard a girl that I had gone to TAFE with - a young aboriginal girl. Plus, they frequently would go to the other neighbours on the other side too – a new block of units had been built there. They would always yell out from afar, so I could never really see exactly who it was, I could only recognize their voices, which sometimes I did. There were literally 100’s of girls in this time, doing it. The dog network. This is why I wonder how women actually got the vote? I never went round there and confronted them, I didn’t want to do, as I don’t want dogs in my life, you are revolting and unwanted. {One time, I remember I did tell some stupid dog to fuck off, and she goes “oh well you win” and then continued to carry on like a dog anyway. So actually, telling them to fuck off, doesn’t make any difference anyway. Stupid bloody dogs. This is been such a widespread problem with women, not only older, mostly older, but also younger girls, try to come, and I guess it is “dominate me”! What I’ve noticed about these women, is that they are kind of stupid, and don’t realise that this behaviour is not appropriate (Cassandra Dunstan, Sharon Morgan, Cate Rogers (Wainberg girl), Karen Cull, possible Danielle Wheatly and Penny Awgayer, just to name a few - a whole heap more that stay invisibly cowardly). It is not right or healthy, it’s like, little girls; you have to go and find a man - there’s plenty of men who are into this kind of thing, and you have to dominate him (if he says they are not into this kind of thing, think again, they are) - You can’t dominate other women, especially ones that you don’t know - it’s completely “bimbo”, that’s really the best word to describe such women. Bimbo dominatrix! It’s a bit like my chooks, I have to explain to them, that they are all female. Who knew I would have such a problem with such people, they don’t warn you about this in school! I can just imagine Mrs Ford, “Be careful ladies of the bimbo dominatrix”. lol The only way I can think to combat this, is writing about it, and bringing this phenomena into consciousness, albeit 30 years too late, but really make these women aware of their disrespectful behaviour, and that their behaviour really is stupid, not to mention cowardly, and against the law. AND, they are making a fool of themselves – I now have NO RESPECT for you, due to this very bimbo behaviour. After 30 yrs, nothing you do, will change this. Btw, following me around online, and banning me from whatever community I join, is bimbo dominatrix. BIMBO There was a woman down on the Central Coast friends, of my aunt who wanted me to open my curtains; fuck off you stupid bimbo. I have given some thought as to why this is such a problem for me, and I think it all comes back to “rebellion”. I have mentioned quite a few times now on my blog, that girls, women, in particular, “do the opposite” of what I would like. So, when I think to myself, don’t come into the toilet, they try and break the door down to get into the toilet (!) It’s the same thing here, like maybe I have a distinct aura of “get away from me, don’t try to tell me what to do and don’t try to control me (Don’t fence me in!!)” So those same stupid minded dogs, do exactly the opposite. It is stupidity, even if those girls are good at maths, and aced the HSC – it still is a stupid mentality, that was instilled in them, by their hopeless parents and teachers. It’s like I have to spend my whole adult hood telling stupid women to fuck off. Oh, and there is the element of woman who wants to be worshipped, so not just respected, but literally adored and praised (there are a lot like this. And men too, (especially if they do something good!) but I am thinking of 1 stupid blonde in particular) I have discovered with some blondes if they are not adulated, then think they are being discriminated against because of their hair colour (stupid). And so, because I am NOT a woman worshipper, I am healthy. This woman is trying – for many years now, to instil fear, thinking, in her bimbo way, that she will get respected in the form of worship if she can get people to be nervous around her. STUPID, and case in point. 23. Australia Women are way too Jealous by Nature This jealousy problem is huge in Australia, I would say any country where more than 2 kids is the norm, as this is where jealousy starts, amongst 3rd borns especially. As a single lady, I am frequently the target of married women who think I am going to try to steal their husband!! Such bimbo nature have so many wives! One stupid bitch phoned me up and abused and yelled at me for at least 10 minutes. She thought I was going to steal her husband - her husband was a potential landlord, and so far from Prince charming you wouldn’t believe it! ha ha ha ha. (Although at that point I had not even met him) I was so amused by her rantings, it was extraordinary, you should’ve heard her. I was truly fascinated by how stupid and jealous so many women are. Actually, no woman usually has the guts to confront me, they just are typically usually passive aggressive in any situation as it presents. But this one was so outright in her blatant hostility, it was ridiculous. I told her I was not interested in her husband, only the house rental, I needed somewhere to live, and preferably a farmhouse. And yelled back at her, she seemed to be satisfied with my answer, and apologised and hung up - stupid fucking woman. I ended up moving into that house, and I had heaps of items stolen. I suspect it was her; one of the items was a fly screen window wheel -that is why I suspect her, she would’ve seen me doing it, and wanted to do it for herself on her windows – those kinds of women – a specific personality type (I sometimes term them DOGS) are typically the same when it comes to things like that, “I want what she’s got, I want to do what she’s doing” - stupid bloody third borns) You know, this is something a three-year-old experiences, one who has older siblings, and they want what they’re the older kids have, or want to do what the older kids are doing - very common amongst 3rd/4th borns. And it’s an issue that most of them carry with them all their life, it’s so dysfunctional, mothers creating delinquent personalities by ‘popping them out’. And I’m outraged by these dysfunctional thieving adults, they are the bane of my life, and I am doing something about it. It’s like either stop fucking having more than two kids or start fucking dealing with these issues. (Due to overpopulation, water shortages, land shortages anyway, women should not be breeding more than 2, and women ought not have kids before the age of 30, possibly now even 40 – YOU ARE NOT SMART ENOUGH YET to have kids) And my clarity of mind and willingness to speak the truth has got me banned from all social media, this country is run by cowards. COWARDS Plus, btw, I could see my landlords wife had been with the ‘dogs’ who follow me around, torment and persecute me. I could see, because they get “stylised”. She said her name was Julie Ward, married to Alistair Darcy Ward. Get your bloody marriage together and don’t involve me in your backwards hillbilly shenanigans. Oh, by the way that “stylised” thing that goes on, has happened a lot in my life actually. I haven’t mentioned it before on my blog, but it happened a lot in Gunnedah, there was a lot of hairdressing involved, and new clothes, plus I saw the one of the dogs at a nearby neighbour Glen Blackburn. I think they are old NEGS girls, who were older than me, who now have ties withing the entertainment industry? BTW, the grass is greener on the other side, and he has missed out! (idiots who marry dogs lol - someone contacted me (a self-declared dog) and said the reason her husband doesn’t cheat on her, is because she behaves like a jealous dog!!) I would never enter into any kind of relationship with a married man (or woman), a marriage is between the husband, the wife and God. And you will have God to deal with if you ‘woo’ one away from the other. But you know, simply talking to one of them while the other is not present, is NOT grounds to be jealous. GET A GRIP SPOUSES This jealousy is such a huge problem around the world - this is why back in the day countries like Cambodia went communistic, to try and get rid of that fighting thieving nature that those jealous third borns have, they tried to make everything equal and the same, of course it didn’t work because people‘s greed takes over, and the good and or meek miss out, plus everyone is slightly different, which is a really a good thing, not like how we were brainwashed as kids with children’s shows like “Play School” who teach spot the odd one out and get rid of it. Sleepy Australians. Do you know there’s a sure-fire way to cure the third born jealousy, and that’s to stop having more than two kids! Plain and Simple. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 24. Massage Please for all hard working Australians Why is the government wasting money on mental health industry? (cause that’s where the money goes, into the people’s pockets who work within the industry). When Gov can be curing all Australians of all (well many) typical health problems; Massage works on the Immune system - massage prompts the release of endorphins – the brain chemicals (neurotransmitters) that produce feelings of wellbeing. Levels of stress hormones, such as adrenalin, cortisol and norepinephrine, are also reduced, thus improving the immune system. This is scientific fact, not some weird hippy philosophy. {It said living in ‘light’ also does this, so dark dingy homes are bad for your health}. There are many other health aspects to massage like: Reduced muscle tension Improved circulation Stimulation of the lymphatic system Increased joint mobility and flexibility Improved skin tone Improved recovery of soft tissue injuries Heightened mental alertness Reduced anxiety and depression. Healment of injuries. Ofcourse. There needs to be something along the lines of a SUBSIDY OR A REBATE for massage; at least 2 for each person per 6 mnths. And while you’re at it Gov, boost the number of Massage therapists too, after all, it’s not Rocket Science, all you really need for it, is a “Feel for It”. I would expect at least 2 Massage clinics on every city block! That is how beneficial they are to health and longevity. If the government does not know the health benefits of Massage and Physio by this point in time, then there is no hope for you. (I strongly suspect the QLD gov has no idea). When I was working in Enmore, I remember seeing a naturopath to treat whiplash, from a minor car accident, and she decided to treat it with massage, she must’ve been a masseuse as well as a naturopathic clinician, but I remember those massages - they were so wonderful! - that woman totally knew what to do, she had a real feel for it, and then I remember driving home almost ‘ecstatic like’, I was put in such a good mood from her massage, and the next day I actually felt a little bit stiff and sore, like you would if you’d been to the gym for a workout, I mean that’s how good she was. No need to exhaust yourself at a gym, just get a massage! Unfortunately, I don’t remember her name, or her technique / massage style. The naturopaths up here don’t do massage, nor do does the physio, podiatrist, or chiro...actually in QLD, it’s like I have stepped back in time by 40years! Although, I presume it is quite hard to find a masseuse who does have a ‘feel’ for it, one woman I saw when I was trying to heal my foot, kind of just did the text book techniques. Although I found out I have lymph problems and have done so since I started working as a nanny – due to an injury that happen there in 1998 on my left breast, an area were lymph nodes are found, and so I require a specific masseuse who knows how to move lymphatic fluid. But I think all massage therapists should know about lymph’s and incorporate that into their skill repertoire. Also, as I have learnt in my wise old age, there are some older cocky women who do not have rich husbands, but they want massage, they know the benefits of it. So, they have devised a way to steal money in order to have massage, and that is by faking breast cancer, and raising money for “breast cancer wellness treatments”. I know; this world is not what it seems is it. When I was working at Bonds, occasionally I had fill in for the ‘marker maker paper roller’ on the factory floor, and that involved standing all day on my feet, on cement. And often I did not know that, that was what I was going to be doing that day, and I would not be prepared with good shoes, I always wore my good Italian semi heals. I mean, also, not that Occupational Health and Safety was a thing back then. But after a couple of years, I really noticed some problems with my feet, and I believe it was directly from those days on the factory floor. At the time I purchased a foot massage, one that you put water in, and it bubbles! – I felt it worked brilliantly, often if they were sore, after a foot treatment, no more soreness. I still have it, and still use it if I get sore feet, I noted it helped with my plantar fasciitis too. So, note, pain caused from those ‘cement’ days, still lasts 20 years later, the rest of my life; now if I stand on my feet, especially in summer, my feet swell up quite a bit so I can no longer fit my shoes. Some people are on their feet all the time, and I truly don’t know how they manage. I have really given that quite some thought, as to why I would have such feet problems from doing that little amount of ‘stand up’ work, and just maybe it is related to what you are meant to be doing in life, and not meant to be doing? Your ‘destined’ path so to speak? I suspect it is true. The management, no infact, ALL the staff at Bonds were bullies. Western Suburbs Bullies. I definatly should not have been there. Mismatch. When I turn 67 and retire, I plan on taking my pension and myself over to Thailand, permanently, and spending it all, on daily massage. Finally. And here is a good spot; multiple child mothers; why are you torturing yourself? No massage for you! Another good reason not to have multiple kids. ​ ​ ​ ​ 25. It’s a renters life – putrid drinking water This is the vile and putrid water that drips out of my downpipe from the roof, due to gum leaves on the roof and gutter, (photo shows bucket full of BLACK water ), when you look at the roof there’s hardly any leaves at all, but there (was) a huge big gum right next to the house, and mainly petals and stamens cause the problem, as there are literally millions of them that drop when the tree is in flower, but also leaves and twigs fall down every day. In order for the water to be clear, it would require getting up onto the roof and sweeping the whole roof (which doesn’t have much of a slant, (non-thinkers)) on a daily basis, possibly every other day if it’s not windy. Too much! And unacceptable for anyone who is not 14yrs of age and is full of energy and flexibility. So usually, there’s not a bucket catching the drips, it’s connected to the tank, so any water that drips down from the overnight condensation/ due like that, goes straight into my tank/drinking water. Yuk – non thinkers designing water situations. So, my landlord must expect her tenant, even one who is elderly and has arthritis, to get up on the roof daily and sweep! As far as I can see, there are 2 solutions, well 3 actually, the first one being, build a roof that has an extreme slope – that should have been done, anywhere where there are gums, needs that steep slope. But in Australia, builders just do not think of something like that – its really STUPID. The other solution is installing a gutter protection, a proper one, not just cheap wire or plastic roll in gauze – this does not work. A proper one is needed, which is still not that expensive when compared to cleaning the roof on a daily basis. The other is chopping the over-head gum down - I mean the fact that, this simple solution to the problem, causes mass problems for my landlord, is insane, especially considering that there’s dozens of others gums in the yard. Not to mention the 50 or so, that I myself planted. Non-thinking landlords. Non-thinking builders. Non-thinking developers. BTW, I asked my landlord if I could remove that particular tree, she reluctantly agreed eventually that it had to go – but none else. So, I chain sawed it down with the help of her boyfriend, but we only got ¾ down, it was huge. Later I removed the last remaining bit, and she turns up the following week and has a go at me (chastising) for cutting her tree down! I mean did she forget that she had agreed for it to be removed? Or was she just using that tree as means to take her frustrations out on me. What a stupid dog, either way. Oh sure, that's perfectly ok, why don't you use me as your personal punching bag too? Does she think there are no repercussions for anything? Female landlords – just say no – they really all are drunk bimbos. Here is a good spot to mention about gutters on the typical house in Australia, and the typical standard gutter that is sold in gutter shops. What they sell, the standard gutter, is most in-adequate, especially in Queensland where we have seasonal downpours. For those houses that rely on tank water, when we have a downpour with a standard gutter, over half the water is wasted because the gutter over-fills, it’s not wide enough to handle a huge downpour. I begin to tell you the feelings I have when I watch all that water being wasted after going through a 9-year drought with little to no water. Typical Australian mediocrity; pull your bloody socks up you useless twits. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 26. Supermarket female rebel frenzy I decided I should write about what happened when I used to go to the supermarket, of course now, I always do online shopping. But one time when I was living in Sydney, at Hornsby, I stopped off on the way home at Roseville Woollies, or was it Chatswood? Somewhere in that area on the highway between work and Hornsby. Shopping this day was absolutely impossible. Talk about 'dogs doing the opposite! I've always been the kind of person that likes peace and quiet, and not to have lots of people around me, it's just my nature, I'm not an 'attention seeking' type of person (I put this down to the fact that I had a lot of love from my parents and family growing up). And also I have a little ability, if someone is in my space, I can push them away, without actually physically pushing (a gentle little coax to the left or right!) So, if I'm in an isle and suddenly I encounter someone in my way, or veering onto my personal space, I can promptly get them out of my way! This does come in handy quite a lot. Anyway, I think maybe some of the girls instore that day had cottoned onto my little 'means and ways', and they decided to go into rebel mode, so instead of getting out of my way, I was suddenly bombarded by, I'm not kidding, there would've been at least 65+ women squashed in the aisle blocking my way! I couldn't move at all, there were just girls and trolleys everywhere. Dozens and dozens. I couldn’t move, it was pointless staying, and actually gave up in the end and left my trolley and squeezed my way out. Thank God for online shopping now! Image from sky News Australia (I didn't think to get a photo of it at the time, ofcourse we didn't have phones with cameras back then. It has come to my attention that there is an element of stupid girl (STUPID WOMAN) reading this, and sees the suburb Roseville, and gets all sorts of bizarre ideas in her head. You know, that whole North side of Sydney, is a very well populated area, it consists of many different types of people from all walks of life. I suggest you take your head out from under the sand and deal with it. There may have been a tall blonde girl involved in this, by the name of Christina. I am not certain, I did not see her, we only met briefly when I was 18, possibly she did not work, and had nothing else better do to than arrange mass dogs in supermarket?? This bit about her was signed to me, so it may be true or may not be true, who knows. But since then, practically every time I have gone shopping, I have had ‘dog’ problems when I go shopping. I had to change my shopping times to 7 in the morning when they opened, to avoid dogs on mass. But even then, I still had monumental problems with dogs. One of their favourite things was to try and dictate what I should purchase, and they try and do it by not communicating. Makes for interesting situation doesn’t it. One time a girl came up to my trolley as I was pushing it down the aisle, and literally took 1 or 2 items out, and ran off. Major control issues. How she could not understand that it is not up to her (a complete stranger) to decide what I purchase in my monthly shop, is beyond comprehension. Stupid little girl. I pay, I decide. Maybe that girl should go and find a docile husband, so she can make all the decisions for him. There are heaps of other antics. Just thank God for online shopping now. Although as I have mention, I did still have items disappear from my cart at checkout, by IT staff, since I write about it, it has mainly stopped. Sometimes they later stole food from my pantry too. There is a girl at Woollies atm, who is deleting products that I frequently buy - keeping them online but putting a label on them stating INSTORE ONLY. And not just 1 or 2, but a whole lot, I could not rely on Woollies alone now, I have to shop at Coles too, as at least they do not do that, although heaps of things I order from them never actually make it to me. My neighbours tell me they steal my items before they get picked, deliberately. They sign it. Idiots. I know this is related to the same dogs who used to harass me at Gunnedah. ​ ​ ​ ​ 27. Mothers showing girls good housekeeping I’ve noticed about women, housewives, they don’t like to take advice from other women when it comes to housekeeping, each woman thinks she knows the best way to do it. I can attest, they don’t! I did realise, I was never shown how to properly change your doona cover, and one day when I was 19 living with a flatmate, she was watching me change my doona cover, and she asked me if I needed it any help! I seemed to be just stuffing it in the best way I saw fit, without any rhyme or reason! It wasn’t till later when I was working as a nanny, when the mother showed me how she does it, and oh my goodness talk about timesaving tactics - there can be no other way to do it! and I next time I was up at mum’s, I wanted to show her how to do it, but she wouldn’t have a bar of it, she says she knows how to do it! It was the same when I worked for a couple of other families, the mothers all think they know the best way to do it! I want to quickly describe to you how to change your doona cover because it is life changing! it will be better demonstrated as a video, but I can’t be bothered to do that, so hopefully you might have the patience to understand it from these words. (I did actually see a video on YouTube how to do it if you can’t work it out from my words: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fzNuhgY_9A ) Get your doona cover, you put your hands in it until you find the very end corners, so you put your hands all the way up into it, you grab the corners in each hand, and then with one manoeuvre, you turn it inside out, (so that you’ve got 2 corners basically looking at you) then you put your hands in again, so your hands are holding the right side of the fabric which happens to be on the inside now, then whilst holding the corner with each hand you pick up a corner of the doona -so it’s best to get your doona before you begin, and make sure it’s facing the right way, so you know which is bottom and which is the top. So, holding onto the corners of the doona through the corners of the doona cover, and then you kind of just flip it, turning the doona cover inside out whilst capturing the doona at the same time, you do it all at once, it’s quite a good trick, then just shake it so it goes on down, lay it down on the bed, poke the other end of the doona corners into the cover corners, shake it in, do the buttons up, and voila! (Doona in photo is my design, embroidered stripes in silk rayon on 1000thread cotton fabric, Queen size $350, contact me for orders) ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 28. The Lush Green Water Myth in Queensland Wrongfully Perpetuated by Realtors I noticed when I moved to Queensland, that there are a lot of people who are delusional about the climate/weather here. The fact is, it is extremely dry, it hardly ever rains except, for when it floods which is not on a regular yearly basis. Yet people want to buy all these topical lush plants for their garden, (because the local nurseries sell them) but there’s just no water. In my immediate vicinity, there is a dry Sclerophyll Forest, and you know this is just basically one step up from desert - that’s how dry it is, no lush plants anywhere around. In fact, it’s dryer here in Gin Gin , than it is in Gunnedah, New South Wales, where they do dry land farming. The people who perpetuate this myth of lush green and ample water is mostly real estate agents - they shamefully advertise properties showing water on the property, dams full, creeks flowing, when in reality they’re empty always except for when it floods maybe as infrequent as 9yrs. And on top of that, no one really has enough rain tanks, or decent sized tanks attached to their homes, so no one has enough water, and everyone’s bitching about water, plus the jealousy that goes along with the few smart thinkers who have invested in multiple tanks - it creates a bad thieving atmosphere. I think the Queensland government hasn’t really woken up to this psychology and they should. At the very least punish realtors who sell property under false water pretence, aswell as give rebates for LARGE rain tanks. LARGE. Oh, and I noticed home owners who have been tricked by realtors, waterwise, will still continue to perpetuate the ample water myth, for fear their house price will drop. Plus, several of my landlords (plus neighbours in cahoots) decided that they too, will lie to tenants! Telling me there’s plenty of water available for gardening, only when I moved in, discovered not only has there not been plenty of water, but there hasn’t actually been any water at all. 0% What is the world coming to? BRING BACK THE HONESTY I should mention, I wrote this when in year 9, of a 9-year drought. The drought did break, shortly after. And 3 years later, further north too at yet another location, we are still having ok annual rains in QLD. But the little creek behind my unit has stopped flowing. I have another real estate story involving my younger brother; I recall when my brother was looking for a house in Gunnedah to purchase, he came across one, which from the outset looked fantastic; large brick house in a nice street. He wisely paid someone to do a structural inspection before putting in an offer, and it was just as well he did, because it was determined that the house was in exceptionally bad structural state, and would require an additional $100,000 minimum to fix. So, he said no and kept looking. I don't know what possessed him to do the inspection, he was only 24, he certainly wouldn't have enough savvy and experience to choose this option, so someone must've advised him to do it (lucky Tomas is well liked in town, saving him 1000's). Btw, there was certainly no mention from the Real Estate about the damage; they were prepared to sell something with hidden huge additional costs. They are completely dishonest. It is a form of theft. Mind you, it may have been someone at the real estates who inadvertently, was the one who “hinted” get a structural inspection…. But apparently this type of deception goes on all the time. Note, my landlord and realtor have just listed my current units up for sale, and I know it will not sell at listed price, EVEN if the buyer does not know about all the structural problems here. There was certainly no mention on the listing about any type of damage. Slightly more than $100,000 worth too, I estimate $2.6 million worth of renovations are due, which is $900,000 more than the asking price. Such wishful thinking going on in this world, by greedy landlords. Btw, last week, rain started leaking in my bedroom ceiling, from the roof. I let the realtor know about it; if it is fixed straight away, it will probably save the next proposed owner thousands of dollars in roof repairs. So far, not fixed. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 29. INTENTION to INSURE me without the physical Punch - This is PHYSICAL ABUSE in a most SINISTER Way SOMETHING HAS TO BE SAID ABOUT THE DELIBERATED INTENTION TO INSURE ME Aside from the more obvious workboot example, there have been other countless examples of people inflicting pain on me without being physically present, like placing thorns and prickles at the base of my step, so I would tread on them, or nurses messing up needles/ healthcare workers giving incorrect medication to cause long term negative side effects. The hardwood keeling at school causing arthritis. Heaps of other examples too that are not so tangible, I can’t explain them, you would not understand. Oh, at one point I seemed to have a whole heap of insects attacking me; this one was a little weird, it was so weird infact, with ability for these insects to come up with diabolic plans to sting me, that I thought there must be sneaky human interference. Who knows? Since I wrote about this pain phenomenon, it has ceased, pretty much. Image from https://safespaceworkplace.com/constitute-physical-abuse/ ​ ​ ​ ​ 30. Secret fantasies these days My fantasies these days involves being able to afford a large enough estate that I could have a live-in on-call masseuse! 😁 (and a properly trained one, in several different techniques J) so, when the movie finishes at night, they can be called upon to give me a smoothing muscle massage before I go to sleep - heaven. I have another that involves having a ‘bed on wheels’ so it could be easily moved. Along with a massive door leading out onto a private courtyard, so that I could somehow, without any effort, roll the bed out (perhaps a bed on traintracks!?) and soak up the sun in the early hours of the morning! Oh my aching muscles and joints….Bed seen at stylepark.com Life Stories P12 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12(this) , LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22, Index | Emily Bieman's Blog Photo Index ​ ABOUT P1 In the text photos; Emily Constance Bieman age 18 at Gunnedah Henry St house, happy (“I have finally left that fucking school”) Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah November 2016 View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story Arabia rustica stoneware dinner plates Fire trowel dust pan The Big JellyBaby Scam photo with written story Emily Bieman at rental farm at Colosseum near Miriam Vale QLD Australia My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation List of Items that have been stolen from me since 2013 - 2022 Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women. School girl antics at NEGS with 2 theft story and my shiny coin one Persecution at Australian Botanic Garden Mount Annan Another example of persecution, Botanical Gardens Gladstone Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools Everybody needs to read this - harassment Good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well adjusted kids Seeking Facebook Help as Dr refused to help - Diagnose a Handicapped Foot Mothers to BLAME for a Thieving Offspring Massage chair rip off from harvey norman Bunnings Bimbos stealing from due to entrapment - realization of their game Resort in Port Douglas Refusing Service Flash mobs pre-flash mobs, re signs About P2 More about info Parental Dysfunction with Control Freak Mothers The internet and social media - hand of God re facebook nazi admin problems The Hello Bimbos with Parental Fines for bad Children political request 2008 Virus afteraffects, 12yrs later Deliberate not Deliberate Correlation between being bullied and getting sick Monumental Problems with Receptionists Not absolutely everyone Cleaning Up the Trash of Society Am I living in bizarro world 5kw Solar Panels not contributing to Bill by Essential Energy SOLAR THEFT More About Stuff Naming and Shaming Bullies on Face Book (before I was ban) Crazy Is Bullies in mental health industry Bullies Alex McClymont, Roz Watson and Sharon Morgan behaving badly and caught on camera 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 Not Gay, he’s just a Bitch Wannabe Jealous Nazi Idiot Woman Pretending To Be Jealous Husband Facebook has created a culture of BITCH BANNING people ​ 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 gin gin 3 | Emily Bieman's Blog Page 3 aquarium plant stolen the day I received harassment for money, from employment provider in Gin Gin, massive Road works, street beau Cooktown letter to their council.jpg I love my sweet treats!.jpg SPINTEL internet cutting out again this morning - 13th feb 2022 THEY CANNOT BE CONTACTED.j another coward letter left in my locker, note the hand writing.jpg 2 Hakea seedlings stolen Gin Gin QLD november by neighbours at no 9 village lane kookaburr danger - buyer beware magnetic braclet .jpg Canefarmers polluting my air.jpg more reading glasses stolen jan 2021 from inside house while I sleep YUKKKKK.jpg Mothers paying for their sons mistakes in the form of Cancer.jpg Telstra charged me for phoning 13 number to Optus.jpg Scissors stolen, I suspect by ebay staff.JPG food stealing out of locked car - blonde bimbos do it.jpg optus, why do they bother.JPG pkt of futon screw bolts STOLEN from my tool cupboard 2020 - 2021.jpg light bulb people overcharging in the name of eco.JPG is this a LOOKALIKE car.jpg irrigation poly stolen by measn of sabotage.jpg date collection via printers.jpg apple call centre staff stealing off my ipad.jpg 2 women lurking around my house this morning, pretending to weed.jpg car people stealing at mechanics.jpg Car cam stolen, later returned, then later my TF card for car cam stolen.JPG harrasment from airport biosecurity - they stealing from me.jpg Page 3 NEXT 1 2 3(this) 4 5 Garden at Rangari, NSW, Australia | Emily Bieman's Blog This is the Garden at Rangari near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia Front Yard at Kelvin Rangari House in flower, WIP - work in progress Change of Life to Include Gardening (I may have this paragraph elsewhere, but could not find today. Gone...) My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (This was at Rangari) ​ I will begin before Rangari, when I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, west of Gunnedah, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, and The Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah, East, called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets, by seedswapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). ​ By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are TRULY AMAZING; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included free native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because, as a keen young healthy 27yr old, I seem to have spent in eternity chomping at the bit, just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, come onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (actually, there was not even any native seed retailers back then either except in WA, in tourist shops!). So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more with plants, and get more involved in my plants. I experimented with some bulbs, and some English Cottage Garden flowers. Ranunculus bulbs were only 25c back then. I ordered 5 along with my seed order, and I had been creating a compost all year long, so I made up a compost bed under a ornamental pear that was already there, and OMG, you should have seen my Ranunculus! They were HUGE! The whole plant, huge, each flower head, huge – the best looking Ranunculus I have ever seen, still to this day. There could be no more inspiration than that! {kitchen compost; LIQUID GOLD FOR YOUR GARDEN. The worms in that bed were 30cm long and fat! - I remember visiting my brother in Sydney once, and he said he's had it up to here with composting, and he's no longer going to do it! He’s not going to compost anything, he's just going to throw everything out in the main rubbish bin! Well, I thought, each to their own, he's obviously not a gardener. LIQUID GOLD. And even though I have since been relegated to an outlandish unit living situation, with no garden of my own, I still compost, and use it in my pot plants, still with tremendous results, and people often ask me secret to my healthy pot plants - well, that's the secret – compost. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) ​ ​ So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother) But in the end I moved out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees..... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, and I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW. But, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak. It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived there, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl, or had been.... I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but, it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. This is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner) Landlord related. oh, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page pull of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here; I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia) https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipPsd23Pj6Tb2-47EJCC9H9LzLsg5YPWbV0zWytnscvy3O9ylIcHkV53WutP-sBrfw?key=XzFwenlQNUJHOEk5VHJUTHB4Rk1lQWtQWnVPbHFR Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them. Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). At first, when I started my business, I developed a green tree logo; a picture of a green tree, I screen printed it up on a white T shirt, and I came up with my marketing strategy which was; for every tee I sold, I would plant a tree. My target market was people in Gunnedah back then, and so of course I didn’t sell any! People in Gunnedah don’t really care about trees, back then they certainly didn’t. This was 2007. However, this didn’t stop me from planting trees. I have indeed planted hundreds in my time, which is more than I can say for the average non thinking, uncaring, lazy Australian who mainly make it their aim to mainly clear land, cut trees down, poison them and or run over them with their lawnmowers. I see now, quite a few other businesses have adopted this marketing strategy to - I do wonder if they have planted trees from sales, and or if this technique increased their sales!! By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardner, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). Here is a Scroll List of all the plants I grew, including date and supplier. Followed below that by photos, and then below that, a list of all the edibles; veges and fruit trees, nut trees, herbs.... all 237 of them No doubt as soon as I left Steve Carter would’ve taken the fences down so the cows would’ve got in and destroyed absolutely everything but the more mature gums, and the back area didn’t even have a strong enough fence after I removed the pool. Plus all the plumbing for the washing grey water had been removed, so there was not much hope for this garden after I left. An absolute total waste. A tragedy. Curse the people of Gunnnedah. I kept a detailed map of what I planted and where - very necessary if you are collecting seed / cuttings and selling as a business Here are 3 plants from my Gin Gin garden (year 8 and 9 of the drought) Ipomoea quamoclit -Cypress Fern Vine Hibiscus heterophyllus - Native Rosella at Gin Gin (2).JPG Schotia brachypetala, or Drunken Parrot tree 2020 _ (7).JPG I moved to kookaburra Park Eco Village in Gin Gin, Queensland, in 2019. I moved here from my brief stay in Colosseum (on a farm owned by that complete dodgy hickleberry who lives at Miriam Vale), found via a noticeboard in Miriam Vale via his farm hand from Builyan, where I previously, also briefly lived, as that house was the only one available on realestate.com, so I had no choice but to move to that house in Builyan - the only one in Queensland that I could afford. And I was set on moving to Queensland, where it would be warmer, and it would rain! Little did I know! So, kookaburra Park Eco-village is an area dedicated to people who want to build a house with a “wildlife naturistic mindset”, so there are no dogs or cats allowed. Wildlife can roam free, which keeps many buyers away, so even though it was established quite some time ago, there are still heaps of vacant lots. And even though housing prices have skyrocketed now, if you had of purchased 10 years ago, it would’ve been a really good investment, which is what my landlord did, as I don’t think she’s ever worked a day in her life, but she managed also to have her boyfriend build a little house for her (who incidentally has also never worked a day in his life, but he is a university graduate engineer. Btw, here I am, having worked hard for 10 years after I got my Associate diploma, and the only thing I could afford by the end of that was a car. Just goes to show how “democratically unfair” life is in Australia). So, it came about on Facebook, this is before I was banned, I can’t remember whether I put an ad up on a forum, and she responded or whether she was just talking on a forum saying that she was looking for a renter? But anyway, I contacted her via Facebook Messenger (that’s why I can’t remember because all the Facebook messages have been deleted when my account was deleted – stupid FB). At first, I was reluctant because, it was 2hrs south of Colosseum, plus I had a cat, but my potential landlord, said it didn’t matter, quite a few people had cats, and especially as mine was really old and blind, and didn’t go hunting, she couldn’t see any problems at all. So, I drove down the next day, I thought it was good enough, and I always wanted to live in an open plan house. However, I didn’t notice the window which had only chicken wire, no glass, I think if I had of seen that, I would have said no, because it still gets pretty cold in Gin Gin with frosts in winter. Anyway, I moved in, When I moved, it was the eighth year of a drought, affecting the whole of Australia, and so there was no water, well there was a full tank for the house, as it had been vacant for 12mnths, but there was no water for the garden. And that was the main thing I planned to do, put in a beautiful garden on the bush block, which my landlord was thrilled about. So, it was kind of disappointing of trying to get a garden growing without any water, because tease - occasionally there would be water, when corporate body would switch the dam water on, but then, they switch it off again. On and off, and it was really quite ridiculous, living somewhere with a corporate body. I do not recommend it. Plus, I had a foot injury, I realized after 2 years anyway I would have to stop gardening altogether so my collapsed arch could heel. This was a hard realization to come to I can assure you, as I love gardening. To my delight, ferns grew really well at Gin Gin, and I could water them with the house water on the Veranda, plus it did not take too much exertion of movement. (When I left there were 3 full tanks of water). So here are some of the photos of my ferns. ​ ​ the Bush Block at Kookaburra Park in Gin Gin, year 8 of the drought Inside the open plan house - great, but a little too small still Back Veranda with My ferns - and SPA!! woohoo Pellaea ovata - Ovate-leaved Cliff Brake Fern ​ This is the sweetest little fern. I purchased from VERDIGRIS, back in 2020. At first I had it on the back Veranda, and it was struggling, just kinda sitting there, not doing too well. So I moved it into the bathroom, and there’s not much light in the bathroom, I mean it was next to a big window, but the window didn’t see much sun, maybe a little bit in the morning. But in the bathroom, this little fern came to life, it seemed to really like not too bright, and moist conditions, and no wind - so very sheltered in my bathroom. I had a good home made quality potting mix with organic fertiliser and Blood and Bone, and a good amount of perlite to aid drainage. As you can see from the photos, it was starting to look really good in my glass beaded hanger, although, I had to move further north in 2022, and since then it has developed some sort of rust on the leaf, which I’m very disappointed about. But it is the middle of winter, and because it has new shoots on it (it still responds to a good weekly misting of Power Feed) I’ll see if it can just “hang in” until spring, when I’ll get rid of the rusty leaves, and see if I can get it to bounce back. There doesn’t seem to be any information on the Internet, although I read on one blog, that this fern requires full sun! so I certainly know that that’s definitely not true!! That just prompted me to write this and put a photo up! Items stolen at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park | Emily Bieman's Blog Some of the items stolen from me, while I am living at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD page 1 - These pages have not be re-edited, as for some reasons the images are still here, even though I have deleted them from the wix storage. Maybe one day I will get around to re-editing them and reducing the size. This is the local community here: The local newsagent woman refused to let me put up a for sale add in her noticeboard. The woman who runs the dollar discount shop screams at me to get a job. The post office has banned me. And there’s always dogs about on phones. One day because I beeped at this campervan, who, I thought, was asleep at the wheel, so then I had like 50 cars from GinGin, come and beep me – 50 flaming idiots - flame off and get a life, you local irresponsible trash – who gave you a car, who let you drive? - everybody wants to play judge and jury. Someone made the comment once being around me, it is like being a jury. And hey do you know 300,000 children today are involved in the American children’s sex trade; why don’t you go and do something about that you wannabe beeping vigilantes. Btw, the staff at Gin Gin post office told me via the Gin Gin Police, that if I go to the post office, police will be called and I will be arrested for trespassing- due to the fact that I wear a BODYCAM - they are disgusting - the house on the cnr had a big party after this, they think they won, as they are the ones stealing everyone’s mail, everyone now has a padlock on their mail box (that house is vacant now). BTW, you can take photos of everything and anything you see, and upload it to social media or the Internet, providing it’s not of a private nature like sex/bathroom. ANYTHING I write what goes on here at Gin Gin and in my neighbourhood at kookaburra Eco Park - there are no lies or exaggerations. I stick to the truth. It will be hard for guilty parties to digest. You can’t believe the amount of flack I have received about this website, and everything I have to say. I can assure you people‘s tolerance of the truth and reality is very limited. The landlord did warn me when I moved in, that most of the people who live in kookaburra Park where “toxic”, and it was main part of the reason why she moved out, aside from the fact that this house is too small for her now. But I think really what she meant, is not toxic, but just “plain stupid”. Some of the antics that people here get up to, that I have talked about, like stalking me at the mail lockers and removing my for-sale posters, and stalking me at the rubbish area, aswell as shouting out reflections of noises they can hear, and making noises when I walk outside, as they can hear me - that’s what non-thinking stupid people do. Of course, not to mention the stealing, that’s definitely what stupid people do. In the end I think it was the landlord who had the biggest problem. (In Jan 2022, a Wix hacker deleted all my stolen items photos, plus, put a whole heap of outdated ones that I had deleted over 12mnths ago, on instead. I contacted Wix, they have advised me they don’t have a hacker (so it must be them trying to make it look like nothing was stolen, and that I’ve lost everything, as if!). Not sure why they would be doing this, I think they’re doing it for someone in the television industry?? as I can see reflections onscreen. After I contacted Wix support, they were all visible again. These sabotage attacks goes hand in hand with the 'flack' I mentioned above for writing my Blog. ALL THESE ITEMS HAVE BEEN STOLEN OUT OF MY HOUSE HERE AT KOOKABURRA PARK GIN GIN, SINCE I the audacity of some people.jpg Did You Recognize the Handwriting, Tegan Goodall - nuisance liar.jpg luffas keep getting stolen, break and enter oct 2020.jpg no law against filming and posting on social media except for a private act like in the ba Celosia Seed stolen from my house at Kookaburra Park Gin Gin by gang mentality.jpg more police harrasment re postoffice ban from Gin Gin police.jpg some of the items STOLEN Gin Gin post office 2020 2021 no conviction.jpg Physio papers stolen along with phone nu 2 large plastic caged containers emptied overnight -they have no leaks in them, they were 2 torches stolen from kookaburra park in Gin via toll Courier or Bunnings staff member, Su Thieving neighbours lay in wait, till I go outside into the garden, break into my house an Open padlock stolen front door, Builyan QLD, and Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, QLD .jpg 2 stolen necklaces, 1 returned.jpg big gap between the door and the wall.jpg MPB pleated school uniform saboteur.jpg more mince stolen from my freezer.jpg my good broccoli seed stolen.JPG waste of money fruit.jpg Mail Sign People.jpg TONNEAU COVER SUPPORT BAR stolen.jpg double theft by coles, and then a stupid blonde dog - stolen beef fillet.jpg Glue silicone sealant STOLEN from amazon.jpg food stealing from my freezer September 2020, Gin Gin QLD.jpg KMART refusing to sell to me via instore pick up only.jpg Once again, I am being harassed when I go into Gin Gin, just like when I was in Gunnedah there’s a whole series of people that stand right in front of my car on the phone, they present themselves to me and pretend they’re talking to me on the phone, only I’m not talking to them. I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU wake up. Also there’s a girl, whenever they steal from me, there’s a girl with a brand-new car, she always drives in front of me, and usually she toots a horn, only since I have my camera now, she stopped doing that (coward - or it could be they are attracting too much attention, as they have a secret mission to say I am crazy and people are not following or tormenting me, when in actual fact they are, this is the more likely reason) ) ​ There are ‘popular’ people trying to apply pressure to me to remove this. Those people do not have items stolen from them on a weekly basis, (over 20yrs) nor have female dogs harassing them verbally from the street. PLUS, I find a lot of ‘pops’ try and save the stupid bimbos that steal from me, this happens a lot. A LOT. I am pretty sure once I heard the then PM, Julia Gilliard trying to save that bloody short blonde at the Reject Shop in Gunnedah who steals my reading glasses (and heaps of other things) Other people may find this amusing. I do not. And, I am pretty sure this was the reason I was banned from Facebook, because I name names, and some of those stupid bimbos have got themselves now married, and there is a network out there in play to save their stupid wives. If you have read my life story, the thing you’ll see, that I’ve been having major harassment issues with, especially in Gunnedah, was this little short blonde girl, who whenever I went into town, she follows me around, and tries to steal from me (and does steal) She is really passive aggressive, and sometimes do signs, kind of like in a ’flash mob’ style - infact these are the people that started off that whole trend on YouTube. Only the ones you see on YouTube are kind of fun and entertaining, whereas the girls that follow me around her absolute bitch dogs, and they do bitchy signs telling me where I can or can’t go shopping, as in “you’re not worthy you don’t have enough money to go to that shop” - this stupid little dog tries to control wherever I go, and who I speak with. (she is fully sick with mental health problems). If you read my "Big Jelly Baby Scam story", you’ll get more of an idea of what I’m talking about, it’s worth reading because this is a real phenomenon that has plagued me for many years now - those bimbo girls make my life a living hell whenever I leave my home, and simply because I’m not married. Stupid Little Girls. Anyway, at GinGin, the last few times I’ve been into town, the same thing has been going on, like if I go to Vinny’s, well that’s okay, you’re allowed to go to Vinny’s, because you’re poor. But if I go to the hardware shop forget about it – DOGS THERE HARRASS FROM THE STREET. (owners - so naive) That stupid little dog is not worthy of me - so go to hell GET YOUR OWN LIFE ​ Since I wrote this, it has stopped. Do ya see? I have to write about it. Explicitly. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ I would’ve liked to have done a whole collage of 'dogs on phones' to show you what I’m talking about in that vid (honestly, dozens and dozens of them harassing me, but after I took the first photo of this one, I haven’t had any more problems with dogs on phones standing by me, by my car, in front of my car, or when I leave the Dr's, like I usually do. So, I’m just putting 1 on here, and hope that that’s the end of that. And I will mention this again here, as I looked into this, and contacted a lawyer about it; because I was having such a difficult time in society when I went down the street and into shops, I now wear cameras,- - wearing cameras changes everything, my life has changed for the better, as a result of wearing cameras, most of the usual dogs I have who harass me, now don’t act disrespectfully in such overt ways. I had an outcry, of course guilty parties who didn’t want to be exposed on social media, so back when I was on facebook, I have had all sorts of comments, most disbelief, and people behaving badly as a result of posting online photos, but by law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day onto the Internet and social media - anything at all, except if it was a personal act like sex or bathroom stuff, or children’s change rooms. So, if you record someone and post it on line, it is not considered by the courts as an invasion of privacy. If you are out in public, it is expected you behave in a socially acceptable way, treating other people with respect and decorum. Typically, when you’re out and about, and you encounter people, people are pretty normal, no one does anything untoward to you do they? I mean that’s how it’s meant to go, but like I said, as I’ve mentioned numerous times on this blog, I have problems with people who don’t behave in normal ways around me, they start verbally abusing me and or stealing from me, or breaking the toilet door down - strange problems that a lot of people would have no concept of- there’s other problems to that arise out of opportunities, opportunities that suddenly present, and people take advantage of. Which is why I wear cameras now whenever I go out. I also have cameras on at my home, always. Since I started doing that (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and NorthSide Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal). So, whilst the dogs seem to know if I’ve got a camera on, and they don’t act out a lot of the times with verbal harassment, there are many people who don’t know that I have a camera, and they have been caught, and as far as I’m concerned this is too bloody bad. I should not have to wear cameras in order for people to be fully awake and treat me with an ounce of respect. So, not only do I have my phone camera which is quite overt, people can see it if they look at me, but I also have hidden cameras on my body which are on all the time and I won’t be afraid to post anyone or anything online if they harass me or steal from me. I am not interested in any other kind of stupid things people do, it is not my intention to humiliate people, my intention is to stop people harassing me and stealing from me, by what ever means possible. And by the way it is also NOT illegal or against the law to upload videos of children either, in a normal public setting. I need an ELECTRIFIED Anti climb fence all around my backyard!! Page 1 NEXT 1(this) 2 3 4 5 Life Stories P17 | Emily Bieman's Blog Life Stories P17 1. After Contacting Businesses in Australia, they Proceed to Follow me One morning I had to pop into the local little shop down the road, as we had run out of milk. I was eating my cereal, and was wondering why it tasted sooo good, and I realized it was the milk. The label said Peel Valley Milk, and the address was Tamworth! I was quite surprised about that; one does not associate Tamworth with dairy industry. But they had a farm on the lush river banks South East of Tamworth. I was so impressed with this milk, I had not tasted anything like it, and it was just plain full cream milk, so I called the business and asked where else I could purchase from, they gave me the places and I told them, best milk I had ever tasted. And that was that. But since, I have been followed/ hounded and harassed by, I assume it was the son of the owner of that business? I mean talk about social retardation. I’m pretty sure he did something to the milk once, he sabotaged it in some way, can’t quite remember the details now. I recall later there was blue cheese in the milk. But looking back, this has been typical behaviour of a lot of business’s, and their disrespect and arrogance has crossed the line too many times, and I am now expressing my total loathing of these morons doing this bizarre behaviour behind my back. None of them bother to even speak to me, they just follow me around and do retarded things. Once I heard a girl defending these idiots, stating, “Well it’s just natural predator behaviour”. I can assure you stalking a woman and acting like a socially retarded buffoon IS NOT NORMAL. I mean, maybe it is normal for the typical Australian non-thinking young male - but that’s what I am saying, it should not be accepted behaviour, and only goes on because of inadequate child rearing. And btw, this socially retarded behaviour is not restricted to men, I have witnessed many stupid women acting the same way. If you don’t have anything to say to my face, then fuck off - don’t be such a socially retarded buffoon. Btw, after I moved, I was no longer able to get this milk, and now all the milk from the super market is disgusting, not sure what they have done, I suspect they have simply removed more cream than they should, (as it sells at a far greater price) Although someone told me it is a PH thing, the balance has to be just right, and if it is too acidic, it has yukky after taste. Can’t remember the last time I had a decent cup of coffee, and I have given up completely eating cereal. I find now if I purchase additional cream and add a teaspoon to my coffee, this greatly helps. ​ ​ ​ ​ 2. Pro a Purring Nation Every flaming movie; either a car, a boat or a train, BEEP BEEP. Why does the movie industry have a complete obsession with tooting horns? ‘Especially at the very beginning of the movie, during the starring role credits, or just after. Not only cars, but boats, trains, buses and ferries. I have noted such an over use of the car horn in the movie industry that I’m beginning to think Sound editors who work in this industry have mental health problems, or at any rate perhaps have reverted back to their childhood, for it is a child who likes to go round blowing horns, blowing whistles and generally making loud banging noises - particularly little boys. We are sick and tired of hearing car horns in movies. By the way, when you’re learning to drive, it says in the little RTA book “car horns should be restricted to use of when warning pedestrians of oncoming traffic”. So that’s it! This implies, that at no other time, should a car horn be sounded. (Although of course commonsense or to be applied if for instance, a car started crossing over into your lane, beep beep). But really and truly, the beeping that goes on in the movies, happens just so we know that it’s a street scene - you know, we are not morons. We do not need to hear a car horn to see that it’s a street scene. So please start using some thoughtful and creative sounds. And encourage viewers, the common man, to not be willy-nilly beepers, and to have some thought for other people and surrounding animals, who, like peace, quiet, and tranquility. Pro a purring nation. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 3. North Queensland, first week Impression North Queensland. I’ve moved up here recently, and it’s like I’ve stepped back in time 20, 30, maybe even 40 years; people still smoke, there’s not only 1 tobacconist in this small 500 persons country town, but 2! And, Queenslanders; we no longer put our septic overflow into the local creek! Do you not have any thoughts about the local wildlife or flora? {I have to add, if you choose to be organic, that is, don’t put any chemicals or rubbish into your body, or down the toilet, or down the sink - then the overflow of a working septic is pretty healthy, and most plants will flourish in that water (no-where near drinkable though, and most water animals/insects will not flourish there either). But I recommend, if you have your overflow, flowing into the local creek, as the set up here in this rented block of units does, do Australia a favour, and go organic, it’s easy and cheaper overall. All you have to do is choose the low phosphate washing powder (Biozet), throw all your chemical cleaners out, and purchase tea tree oil only, use that as a cleaner instead of everything else. Vinegar too is useful. Simple. I also encourage to avoid processed foods with artificial preservatives}. Also, Landcare volunteer groups still haven’t ploughed throughout the land clearing all the exotics, so Queensland is rife with exotic plants, like Lantana – huge patch of it just outside Rockhampton on the HWY. You know, all they have to do is wait till it flowers, - March/April is often a good time, then send out council mulching trucks, have one person saw the bush off at the base, (easily spotted, because in flower) and another responsible one, paint the trunk stump with glyphosate, then mulch the bush in the truck, then take it to local landfill for composting. Simple. Maybe Rockhampton council does not have mulching trucks – have you seen them – they are brilliant, they had them in Gunnedah; basically, any size branch they cut down, (like gums under powerlines (der fred)), they feed into the truck, and it mulches all of it, ready for composting or garden mulch. But then it rained here! And rained and rained and rained, all bad things forgotten…. And, look what I saw as I was finding a photo of a mulching truck: Electric trucks – awesome, I can’t believe it! I am so impressed with Victoria - Clean trucks! You know, I think I have developed an allergy to unleaded petrol exhaust fumes, so toxic (more toxic than cigarette smoke btw, way more, yet no one is doing cancer warning on fuel caps). Read about them here https://www.casey.vic.gov.au/news/electric-waste-trucks-arrive-casey https://www.sea-electric.com/ ​ ​ https://photos.app.goo.gl/Ri5HketZD2Sz954v9 ​ ​ ​ ​ 4. BBQ Chicken and used Oil story I put an add on Gumtree with this chicken asking if anyone knew where to get one, as according to Google search, there is nowhere up here, in North QLD area, that sells BBQ chicken! (see what a BBQ Chicken looks like here) I recall at least every second weekend our family and friends, many other families, would grab a barbecue chook and some fresh bread sesame rolls from woollies, then off we all would go to the picnic spot of our choice for that weekend. Tasty and cheap for the whole family! I think people are definitely missing out up here in North QLD, because there is nowhere you can buy a BBQ chook. Nor are there sesame rolls in the local Woolies or Coles, not even poppy seed rolls either! Perhaps no one picnics up here. BBQ Chooks proved to be so popular in our town in fact, that there was a little shop that popped up across the road from our house, called The Tender Hen, where they would sell purely barbecue chooks! I think after our family dispersed; the shop had to close down! What I did notice, up here, instead of barbecue chooks, there are a few take aways that sell fried chicken pieces. I just wanted to write this little next bit, because I don’t think many people know this, or if they do know about it, they don’t want to know about it, so tend to forget it. So, this is a reminder; when you repeatedly heat oil and cook with it, the chemistry structure of the oil changes and it becomes “yuck”, really you can only reuse oil twice, and then you have to throw it out (or recycle it -I believe there are home enthusiasts who can use the oil in a ‘home fuel set up’ {?}). I know if I’m tempted to eat a takeaway with fried food, I suffer majorly from heartburn after eating it. And I know I should not be eating it at all. Also, it is my opinion that using well used oil causes other major problems associated with heart, and dormant skin cancers like skin moles, and possibly dormant cancer cells too which can sit for many years without developing into a cancer. So, when they say cut down on fast-food, possibly you should actually not eat any fast food that has been deep-fried, unless you know the oil is fresh, which I bet it’s not, because who can afford to put a fresh batch of oil in after every fry. In case you’re wondering how they cook barbecue chickens, this is the method where they put them on a skewer, and then they are rotated in an oven that has hot air blasting through it over charcoal. And it creates a lot of oily smelly fumes that come out of the air vent, which people in a built-up area would be opposed to, but I’m pretty sure they could come up with filters to combat any smelly fumes. I lived over a chicken shop for 2 yrs at Pendle Hill when I was 18, and that’s how they did it. No filters. I had to wash my clothes at night after work, once they had turned off the oven, as the clothes line was directly under the chimney stack. And btw, when I washed my clothes, I had to hand wash them, as I didn’t have a washing machine. After 12 months, my grandmothers friend heard I didn’t have a washing machine, and so she donated me her old twin tub! If you’re not familiar with using twin tubs, they’re not good, they consist of two basins in the machine, one that fills with water and moves about to agitate, the other basin just spins and drains- so you’ve got a move clothes from one to the other by hand. It wasn’t for another 10 years, when I paid my car off, that I decided it was time to purchase my dream Fisher and Paykel washing machine, since I was still used to making my car repayments, I would continue to make washing machine repayments. $800, when you’re unemployed, it’s a lot. So now that I finally have my washing machine - there’s not a chance in hell that I’m giving it up. and btw, at this latest rental that I’m living in, I didn’t know before moving here that my washing machine might be an issue, because actually I didn’t know that this place was an old hotel/motel converted into units {by converted, I mean they’ve just taken the sign down, and now advertise rentals}, so people live here permanently as their home. But this place is not designed to be people’s homes. Downstairs under no 4’s unit, there is a shared laundry where you have to pay coins. I attempted to use the dryer, but after $12 and my clothes still weren’t dry, there’s no way I was going to do that anymore. I did actually arrange with the then Real Estate that I would connect my washing machine in the carport, and also use the hose to water my ferns. This really hasn’t been an issue for anyone as there is quite a lot of water up here in the subtropics, especially compared to Gunnedah, although I suspect some of the other Tenants maybe jealous and I know two of them at least have put in their own washing machine in their carports, since they saw me doing my washing. So, the only people that may have a problem with it, is the local laundromat, because she misses out on my business, or possibly the girl who collects change from the washing machines in the shared laundry downstairs. But those are not valid concerns as far as I’m concerned; it’s a case of tough titties. The girl next door was also jealous, but she is still a child. And I want to add, you know, wake up tenants. This is a hotel/motel, it’s like, there is no place for you here in Australia, so much so that you have to live in an old crumbly hotel, so if you want to put a bloody washing machine in, go for it. 5. How to quit smoking; I’ve did it so many times I know how to do it. First of all, go and buy some chewing gum or bubblegum, get a flavour that you really like. (my preference was orange). Actually, I recall I’ve written this twice now, and twice it has been stolen off my blog. Twice. So, for the third time this is how you do it; (it’s still really difficult, even if you know how to do it) So, second of all, you’ve got to actually want to quit, you have to see yourself in the future not smoking, and being clean and sweet smelling. Most people try to quit smoking, and so they go for a few hours, maybe a day or two even, without smoking, then they start having cravings, and they just start thinking about cigarettes all the time, until they finally give in. So, the key turning point, is that initial thought, that tells your brain that you want a cigarette. You have to recognise that thought, straight away when it occurs, (learn to pay attention to your thoughts), and then you have to change that thought into a different thought. So, I found it helped to say, well, to yell to myself, at that point STOP!! (Not out loud!) It’s really all about mind control, and basically you have to be totally Nazi with yourself. I found that I couldn’t think of anything else, when the urge to smoke was so great, so I had to write down 2 other things that I could think about when I needed to think about something else (so I wouldn’t have to think too hard of something else at the crucial time, you want to try and make things as easy as possible). Actually, it was so long ago now, I can’t even remember what I thought about, I think it was a nice family holiday memory that I had in the past. So, when I really focused on this method, it worked, and I think by this point I had tried at least seven times to quit for real, it was a case of ‘practice makes perfect’. If you have a spouse who can also turn into a Nazi, if you feel like having a cigarette, I’m pretty sure that would work quite well too. If your spouse smokes, forget about it, it’s not going to happen for you - you both have to do it. There can’t be anyone around you smoking. Same with friends, you have to dump them, or give them the ultimatum, they have to get out and leave if they want to smoke. It’s time to toughen up. I wouldn’t stand anyone in my life, who smoked. As soon as I uploaded this, I noted my other neighbour started to smoke too! Perhaps a girl rebel! I did notice at one point some years ago in Gunnedah and Tamworth, girls would come up to me and light up a cigarette, then not smoke it, they just wanted me to smell the smoke – cunts. Out of curiosity I just looked up the price of a pack of cigarettes on Google, and oh my god, I nearly laughed my head off; $25 a packet expecting to reach $40 within a matter of a few years if not months. Well, you just got to be a plain sucker to smoke now, don’t you? stupid. Quit, DO IT And by the way, if you smoke, medical people and the annoying powers that be, later, ‘use’ that against you, and may deny you medications, even if you used to once smoke but have not for years. And if you get cancer due to workplace contamination, and there is a big court case - you won’t be able to get compensation because you’re a smoker or were. So, for these two reasons alone, it’s probably a good idea, not to smoke. Image above ; I remember at school one time, trying to draw a love heart, and my attempts were completely pathetic. Out came this totally misshapen, ugly fat uneven heart. It was quite surprising what little drawing skills I had. About, I guess it would’ve been 20 years later, I needed to draw a love heart, oh that’s right, it was for a design going on the front of a canvas beach chair. I drew it up, I guess thinking about it with a little more clarity and focus, than what I had when I was teenager. I stood back and I was quite surprised, I loved it! Quite frankly, I thought, I’d gone from the most pathetic drawer of love hearts, to one of the best! I love the shape of this love heart! (And no, I am still not gay). The design inside it is from my textile “clouds” collection - I am still waiting for an Australian Printing company to open, so I can print through them, aswell as make available for the public. I was ban from the American one, and I used to sell heaps, so not only do I lose, but they lose too (idiots). There is a Chinese one, but they make too many mistakes. ​ ​ ​ ​ 6. Demure and Respectful Not Winning I have noted in Australia, a lot of loud mouth bully type people are allways the ones who win, as in, get the job or promotion or are picked to be ‘as right’ when someone is pitted against someone else. It is a little odd for me to fathom, as in my experience at school, those loud mouth types of people, were really not the ‘thinking’ types. At one point in my late 20’s I did some sewing alteration free-lance work around the central coast Retirement homes. I visited pretty much all of them in the area, and one thing I noted, was the old women in the ‘nicer’ type homes – more modern ones, filled with light and comfort mod cons, always had that personality type of being loud and confident, whilst the women I visited in the more older style ‘dungeon’ type units, were really very demure, respectful, and without a fighting nature. A sad but true observation. But and not wanting to seem ungrateful, as I look around at my dark and moldy unit, (all 36m² of it – really; 5m x 7.3m), I think, maybe I’m just not loud enough! J {I am thinking of campaigning for a big glass sliding door and patio out of the back wall…. – would make all the difference, as at the moment that beaut garden view is totally wasted with only a teeny high window (?- what were those builders thinking). Although, perhaps this place could be 2 straws short of being condemned, and most likely is in the need of an investor to purchase, for a complete reno to replace the entire crumbling back wall. See my wishfully thinking quick (out of scale proportion) edits above. It is obvious to me that this complex was built with greed and not love. Unfortunatly rentals are so hard to come by, landlords don’t have to do anything anymore}. I noted this happens in politics too, one term a ‘nerdy’ type wins, then the next a ‘loud mouth’ type wins – very odd. I think this comes down to fear in management, fear of people who are loud and are willing to make a scene, and so management just gives them what they want in order to avoid a scene. If you can see any situation in Australia that’s completely backwards and wrong, this would be a number one reason why. I guess what I observed most in the workplace, is those women who are bullies and work in packs, like dogs - they’re the ones who win, and people who stand on their own, and can think on their own without being manipulated and influenced by others so easily (I say so easily, as everyone is manipulated by everyone sometimes, it is human nature), but they are the ones that lose. This is a very true phenomenon that I’ve witnessed over and over and over again, I have experienced it, and have seen it happen with other people. However as soon as I write this, in fact as soon as I have observed this to be true which was way before this point of actually writing about it, there are dogs doing a whole big thing about how easily manipulated I am. So, they take whatever I say or think, and do the opposite to try to discredit me, but I can assure you what I said above is pretty much the way it is, or at least has been, I guess there are many workplaces out there, and so I’m hoping there will be some that don’t function in this dysfunctional way that I have witnessed. Oh, I did see the dogs try to do this aswell, to my little brother. I was talking to him once, a long time ago now, and he was telling me about one of his co-workers who was bloody hopeless, and was someone who always wanted to sit back and let everybody else do the work, would try to get out of doing as much as possible, but still wanting to take the credit. And the next thing you know, there were dogs on the ABC, saying ‘oh this person works hard as hell, it’s not true what my brother said’. I had to laugh, because my little brother is not someone who would just make up a lie for conversations sake, he wouldn’t see the point of making things up - unlike the dogs on the ABC who do ‘stories’, all the time for money. They were trying to protect that slacker, he most likely had a wife that worked at the ABC or she was friends with someone at the ABC, such is the way it goes in Australia, by going on television and stating my brother lies, to the world. STUPID DOGS. And I think those are the same DOGS who did signs to my neighbours… ones that, manipulate them into stealing from me by saying I steal things. As if I do. So, they ‘egg’ my neighbours on to steal from me. I think there is a little fucking blonde stupid bimbo who does it, meddling mary who can’t mind her own fucking business, and she’s been doing it for about 20 years, and I think it’s the same dog that manipulated my landlord into closing my shop at Grave Attire. SAME STUPID BIMBO. Fuck off your stupid 3rd born dog. She could be from JJJ radio – never listen to the radio. And I guess I should mention also winning and losing, is directly related to a second person. So, if I’m negotiating with someone at market, and I say ‘you can have it for XX amount’, and the person says ‘no, I only want to pay X amount’, so no sale, but, if there was a second person standing next to me who said; ‘no, no it’s worth XX’, then I would always make the sale. So, if that second person is missing, then I wouldn’t make the sale, and this is the same in many situations in life, not just at market selling goods, but you really need 2 people, in order to win anything in life. I want to say, this is also not a ‘weakness and strength’ thing, you can have one solo person strong as bull, it does not matter, you physically need that 2nd person – perhaps showing them an image of a second person might work!! Lol. This is my tried and tested experience, especially, if you are someone that has dogs that follow you everywhere you go, and tries to sabotage and make you lose in a lot of situations – like I do. Well, I am pretty good at standing on my own 2 feet, that’s why they have to do dogs, they specifically don’t want me winning. Its discrimination for being single, and not allowing a husband, the use of a wife at night. Discrimination for not allowing myself to be violated. Also, I was advised there are a lot of unemployed girls from my specific backwards school, and this is why; they were so busy trying to oppress the girls into being ‘ladylike’ and obedient, that none learnt to fight to win. I am not sure if this true, but I was advised they are now teaching the girls to fight. But I can assure you, a lot of ‘non thinking girls in my generation, of what they learnt, is what they expect of people still today (hence why I was ban from so many things), and what they will teach their kids, and on and on it goes. Slow progress only. But there is progress. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. Vamoose Penny Awgayer and Danniel Wheatley The photo above is a little bit of a garden that I created when I lived at “Tulcumbah”, near Gunnedah. The reason I included it, (is not related to the below story of 2 little girls) but is because, as you can see, from the Couch lawn, it is bone dry, middle of summer, middle of a drought, yet all the plants that I’ve planted in the garden are green and thriving; because I chose Waterwise drought hardy plants. They are still quite young, and have got a bit of growing to go, but it won’t take long to fill the garden beds completely. So, I wanted to show people how easy it is to create a garden without water, just have to have a little bit of savvy, (like the person who built that house btw - I rented it) I hardly remember these girls, I definatly do not know them, or know anything about them. I think they must’ve been in my brothers year, who was 2 years younger than me. The reason why I mention those two girls, is because there are people telling me they did something bad, in bully form, and not just lately, but quite a few times over the past 15 years or so. I have no idea what they did. Maybe those girls are the thieves? Like I said, don’t really remember them, or know if they are still alive. Although, I have had quite a few people weirdly tell me their names are Dannielle, when actually they’re not. So, I’m not sure whether that has anything to do with Dannielle Wheatley, who knows. On my Life Stories page, I describe one of the worst days of my life where I was harassed at Melbourne and Sydney airports, and I can just recall, those two girls from Gunnedah, were the two girls in that story; fucking stupid little dogs, following me around Melbourne and then the airport, verbally harassing me. WHAT THE FUCK? FUCK OFF YOU STUPID DOGS. I hope they get cancer and die. I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR APOLOGY. The only thing I remember about them in primary school, was they were attention seekers, and one of them, I think it was Penny; her mother had a horticultural business briefly, and we went to her house once when I was young, I don’t believe Penny was there. But I do remember her on a bus trip once - she was a total flirt, as a young 10yr old or so. I vaguely remember Dannielle from the paper, she was into sports. I do not know those girls, just know of them. (So important to have a community newspaper, the one in Gunnedah “The Independent” came out on Tuesday and Thursday) There is none in any of the places I have lived in QLD. NONE This photo below is the girl from the “Big Bang theory” tv show, this is exactly what I remember Penny Awgayer (it may be Penny Allgayer, after doing a google search), looks like, pretty much exactly like that, as I recall, that 10yr old, looked like her. That show, did this deliberate, to let me know it was those 2 following me around like dogs, harassing me, in Melbourne, and no doubt stealing from me. Do you see what the dogs in the television industry do? Ahh, probably not – you imbeciles. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 8. New location at Sarina – LOCATION review, April 2022 From my experience, if I start talking about something, then this attracts people, and I am not really sure whether Sarina can handle a whole heap of people. But I figure the weather is a safe topic, (I had a photo of the garden here, but have replaced it with a photo of another cunt from Centrelink ) and it would be safer too if I uploaded after I leave Sarina, if I ever do, who knows. But I can’t wait. As soon as I uploaded this, there was a truck drive past the block of units making a banging noise, and then someone on a motorbike hoon past in the opposite direction; these are the dogs, telling me they don’t like my review, and I shouldn’t have done it, and they’re most likely going to steal something. Now you might read that bit, and think, this girl’s totally nuts; inventing signs like a motorbike and truck harassing her! But I can assure you, I do have dogs harass me in this manner, motorbikes and trucks, being the most favoured mode of transport for men. I also have female dogs in cars that harass me too. I have written about it, extensively on my blog, but I like to remind people that this is what I live with every day, people harass me every day, and not just a few of my neighbours yelling out occasionally or beeping at me, but a large amount of people harass me, all the time. They also wake me at night (atm it’s 1am). And by the way, this is the main aim of a lot of them, to force me to talk or write about it, so I do not go ‘nuts’, after all its beyond annoying to be harassed by strangers. So, intern people will read what I think, and then think I am nuts. One of their favourite lines; it’s not about you! are you sure about that? It seems for a lot of Australians, it’s a big thing to try and discredit someone by implying they have a mental illness, it’s a form of bullying. And it’s huge in this country - it’s disgusting and I can’t believe people fall for it Hook Line and Sinker. It reminds me of the situation, where you’ve got two people, usually women, women are the worst offenders in my experience; so, one of them does something nasty and bitchy, to provoke the other. But she does it in a passive aggressive way so a third-party person didn’t actually see the first person provoke the second person, but the second person gets totally pissed off, because they’ve been victimised by this number one bully, and chucks a hissy fit as a response to this nasty bitch, and the third person just sees the hissy fit, and thinks “they’re crazy”, when that’s actually not the situation at all, quite the opposite, with the one who’s being the perpetrator, usually the one that has mental health problems. I mean obviously they want to try and discredit someone, that in itself is a dysfunction; they are suffering from feelings of inferiority, so much so that they have to try and discredit somebody else (who they probably secretly suspect is better than them.) Anyway, back to why I think the nuisance person driving outside my unit was banging, in tantrum style, was about the unit itself, with more attention meaning, more likely some bitch will come along (in todays overpriced and hard to find rental world), and try to steal my unit. Although I’m not terribly concerned, as this is an old motel from the 50’s built with asbestos, each unit (13 squashed in here) are teeny tiny, overpriced and not suited to home living, obviously, being a motel. First of all, I had to add this bit; The dogs who hand out viruses, (passive aggressively) were at my forced jobs appointment, at into jobs, Sarina, Community Solutions Sarina. They gave me Glandular Fever, sometimes confused with Mono or Strep Throat. I saw the dogs there who hand it out, medical little girls. But that woman above, was not wearing a mask, she also kept me waiting 30 minutes – and the whole appointment should have been phone appointment and not face to face. STUPID. This was done deliberately; they think it’s funny, playing NAZI. Stupid female dogs. This is the 4th time they have given it to me at a Jobs place. Btw, you can catch this via someone’s breath, or through the air con, it resides in the filters. But also, via touching contaminated doors or counter benches, then touching your skin like rubbing your nose or eye. I am putting a photo of all the Centrelink nazis up, this is the latest one. I have written extensively about what they do, they are the biggest bullies in Australia. So here was a good a spot as ever. Since I put up this one and the last one from Gin Gin, who looks like Heath Barwicks bimbo mother, I have not had any other “forced appointments”. Anyway, my review; I’m finally getting around to writing about the QLD weather, the reason why it’s taken a few years, as I moved to QLD in 2018 and it’s now 2022, is because until this year, I had not actually experienced a rainy season, we were in a major drought, (the whole of Australia) that basically lasted 9 years, and even though there’s meant to be a rainy season each year, in 2019, there was no rain at all, none. It was that dry, and people were literally desperate. Desperately mad, from no rain. So now that I’ve actually experienced a rainy season, OMG, it’s been so wonderful. The weather here is BRILLIANT. When I hear the rain outside, joy just takes over, all negative things are forgotten. I don’t think I’ll ever tire from hearing the rain and being excited whenever it rains. Albeit, rain is often accompanied by the unfortunate stench of all the neighbours septic (no town connections here, slack). I always put my saucepans out now to catch my drinking water, I have it all sorted, as the Ute tray sticks out the back into the rain, so water collects on there, then drips down the centre back into my stockpot! First time I have had no tank water since my brief Sydney living. (There was a whole Sydney water thing then at that time, 90’s, remember? No one was allowed to drink the water…!) Up here in Sarina, the winter is very mild compared to Gunnedah. When I get dressed in the morning, instead of freezing my nipples off, it’s only slightly cold, I only need one jumper on. Plus, after a cold spell of 1 or 2 days with scarf and gloves needed, it warms up again, and back to mildness – no sore throat!! Hooray. In Gunnedah, once winter came, it was there for weeks. I found there is humidity even if there is no rain, and it does take some getting used to in summer, for instance; I needed to do some drilling on the Veranda, last summer, I go outside, I can literally only do it for 5 - 10 minutes before I am covered in sweat, and all my clothes are drenched, sopping. And this started at 10:30am, so basically you can’t really function properly after 10:30am. Usually there’s some respite once the sun starts going down, but sometimes not, no respite at all, it’s the same way, even at dusk; covered in sweat. Explains why a lot of Queenslanders are up at 4am in Summer. I’m not sure if I will get used to it, as in “acclimatise”. I’ll keep you posted. I have noticed a lot depends on your housing, a unit built in the 50’s has no insulation at all, a more modern one, even a cheaper modern dwelling as superior insulation compared to an older building. This makes a huge difference to lifestyle and comfort. Heading into month 3 and the Sarina Rail crew have just started tooting in the late evening and early hrs of the morning - are the rail workers waiting for me to put in a complaint against them? None of the petrol stations in Sarina have proper air stations, so I’m unable to deflate my tyres to the correct pressure. I had to guess! The petrol station when you first enter Sarina, they were doing signs, something about cows - disgusting, absolutely disgusting. I won’t be going to that petrol station again (one of the girls who lives here, works at that servo). The girl at one of the other petrol station tried to overcharge me when I was paying cash – she failed. The other servo is excellent. There seems to be an extreme amount of council Utes on the roads, everywhere I turn there is another one, and another, and another. Especially in the first month I was here. My next-door neighbour tends to do things when bored, like yell out and then get his friends to beep the cars next door - just weird stupid things like that. Plus, there are no second-hand shops in Sarina. Again, what is wrong with people? Also, the BnB across the road has some awful girl there, the dogs at Mitre 10 were doing signs, the opshop was too awful and overcrowded to shop from (only clothes really anyway), the pet shop did not have any of the 3 things I was after, the tip was closed - supposed to be open, the girls at the Rej shop stole .75c by overcharging, and tried to steal from me by way of crap wax. I will definatly try to stick to online shopping. Although still, I cannot sell any of my 2nd hand goods (I sold 1 thing, socket wrench set for $10.) I tried to join the local native Sarina Landcare group, but they refused, stating I will need to be “approved”, but they also refused me the newsletter and the 10 free tubes with registration. Bitches, - happy not to be a part of bitches. And this explains the exotic weed problem in Queensland. I find the general community in all localities now absurd. I will be happy here if I keep to myself. Although the thieving here does not seem to be anywhere near as bad as the thieving in Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park. Probably landlord related. The landlord and friends poisoned my trees. Also, later, I don’t remember this happening last year but this year there has been quite a few fires and they have been really stinky, and lasting all night. This putrid smoke smell happened 3 or 4 times now. And it wasn’t smoke from a fireplace and woodburning smell; it was toxic putrid smoke, so I think it might’ve been smoke coming from Freshwater Point; there’s a little area where I drove down, the old boat ramp I think, there’s a whole heap of rubbish there, so I think someone has lit it to burn it instead of picking it up and taking to the tip. It is disgusting. It was all plastic and glass, and then what’s more I think they lit a fire in the scrubland nearby to disguise it. Men up here are really sneaky and dodgy, they appear the old-fashioned type, they haven’t been ‘gentrified’. Then the smoke all day today and tonight is just wood smoke, so that’s probably sugarcane burning, but I can’t believe they still do it because there’s much better ways to take care of your stubble than to burn it. It’s totally irresponsible and selfish it’s like the whole community is getting polluted and smoke is very bad for lungs. My throat is really sore. I’ve taken a slippery elm tablet doesn’t hasn’t had much of an effect. I can’t sleep because it’s so revoltingly stinky. I think this community is still bloody asleep at the wheel; you should be doing something about this, get those farmers to stop doing it, there should be fines for them. WAKE UP. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. New location at Sarina – UNIT review, April 2022 The place I have just moved to, was basically the only rental available, rentals at the moment are disgracefully overpriced, particularly in Queensland. In North Queensland there are a lot of hotels/motels converted into 1-bedroom units, and they’re charging outrageous rent prices for those ridiculously small places which are NOT intended for peoples permanent homes. Anyone forced to live in a “converted” hotel room, is not living a proper life, and is being severely OPRESSED. (It is clear this complex was built with greed, and not love.) Before I go on, I want to mention, first, the petrol people, put the petrol up during the month I go to leave from $1.45 to $2.20/L. Then the hire truck, place, OMG, they gave me a truck without telling me it goes into low gear if you do not know how to use their special gear stick, and then they left so I was stuck with what I thought a faulty truck, even though I just paid them $1700, and the bimbo at the counter also said if I have an accident whilst reversing it’s not covered by their insurance! And then there was a blonde girl taking a video of me at the counter (?) Fuck off you stupid little dogs. {I later saw that blonde one here in Sarina, in the car park, ANOTHER BLONDE STALKING BIMBO? Oh, what a surprise. She was showing off a new car that looked like mine, but the newer version. She also seems to come in and park just down the complex a bit, in the middle, and sits their idling, then leaves – she seems to do this on a daily basis and at all hours, plus she changes cars FUCK OFF YOU STUPID BIMBO}. So, anyway; I looked at this place initially because of its location, it’s in a leafy spot, which of course is going to catch me, and since I could not travel up to look at before moving, it would have to do, but it has a huge caveat and that’s the size, it is tiny. A hotel. (7m x 5m, including wall space, tiny). I guess I can’t complain too much because it’s nice and clean, and it has a large 2 car-port area that I can hang my fern collection in (thank goodness, although most of them died anyway, they don’t like it here for some reason – caterpillar problems in a rainforest). Plus, I can have my cat here, and this was the other main factor of why I had to take it – as no other rental, not one, would accept any pets – OUTRAGEUOS NAZI REALESTATE behaviour. (And thankgoodness it is vinyl floor.) After 2mnths of peacefully living here, and recuperating from the ordeal of moving on my own, the trains started tooting at all hrs of the night - they are big on waking people up here, the whole town would hear it. SUCH DISRESPECT FOR OTHERS. There are strange coughing fits by my neighbour every night so far, (12mnths) he sounds like a sick ferret. The garden surrounding the place is a beautiful rainforest garden, and it backs onto a creek, so if I ignore the fact that peoples septic overflow runs into the creek, it’s actually quite beautiful, there are even ferns growing. The town water is majorly chlorine, so I have to leave all my buckets outside to collect the rainwater for drinking and watering. So, the pretty garden was actually quite surprising, and is really nice, I do enjoy walking around the garden with my camera, albeit I should not, so my foot can heel. I can see the creek from the toilet window, it’s very nice. (For some weird reason the window on the back wall in the bedroom is only 35cm square, so tiny, and I cannot see out unless I stand on tippies – what a waste of a view). And the whole septic thing – SO UNACCEPTABLE! I could swim in that creek if people did not use it for their personal waste, I truly can’t believe it has not been fixed. Wake up Queensland. Unfortunately, it’s situated on an old highway, and it’s still busy. I was hoping for a quiet spot this time, but least it is not as bad as the Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, but still, it’s busy, and there are hoons, trucks and beeping nanner’s already driving up and down outside my place, not to mention the earthworks business just up the road with heavy trucks. From being raised on a remote farm and living for much of my life on a farm, it’s now pretty awful living so close to other people. I can hear my neighbour when he yawns too. The walls are thin, and the windows are not airtight, thus not sound proof either (the dividing walls in the car port do not go all the way up, so one can hear any noise, conversation coming from next door, from my bedroom). I have a thing about being woken during the night I HATE IT!! It really pisses me off. I can never get back to sleep, until 2hrs later around 6, then 7 is when I like to be waking up, but I am still in dream state then, so really tired and sleepy still…. So, I get a whole interrupted night’s sleep, which means I do not get proper body rest and memory allocation from the previous day. I have as yet, not been “allowed” to sleep the whole night through since I got here. Actually, I recall it was the same at Kookaburra Park, with me being woken up deliberate, but after I wrote about it, it ceased some – after I wrote this, I got 1 good night’s sleep the next night, but that was it, back to being interrupted at least 2 or 3 times every night) Anyway, I think really, the only word to describe such close proximity is ‘revolting and repulsive’. Even as I sit on the loo, I am thinking, with that echo, the whole block must be able to hear me! I believe they have laws now about the sound proofing between apartments, but they were only introduced in the 90’s. This one was built in the 70’s? it is complete with asbestos, I think it was the 70’s they started using asbestos, maybe it was the 50’s?? But, so, I’m trying not to complain too much, and to be grateful, as after all, this was the only place on offer for me. Least cleaning is a breeze, and no lawns to mow. And I’ll just ignore the fact that in the shower, I’ve got to stand kind of skew turned to one side because the cubicle is so small and I’ve got buttlength hair, washing it is kind of an arduous process now. So when I first got here, the word dungeon came to mind because it’s very dark, there’s hardly any light coming in, at least someone has had the sense to put in a bright cool led bulb in the bathroom, I leave it on all day to try and remove the dungeon feeling (usually all rentals I move into, have extreme low wattage lightbulbs, I really don’t know how anyone can handle such low wattage, and usually the first thing I do is go round and swap out all lightbulbs for the brightest led ones I can get). Also, whenever the neighbours come and go, the ones with ‘bomb cars’, that stink out toxic exhaust fumes, I have to race to the door and shut it, as all the fumes come inside and loiter, (my neighbour thinks his car is really good, but really it’s just a stink bom), same if anyone lights up a cigarette, and I can’t believe how many people smoke still up here – its sooo disgusting, I have to hold my breath and race to the door, then put the fan on if any came in, plus I usually start coughing just from that loitering stench. (The bomb cars btw, often stink because they have not had regular oil change, I told one guy who helped me unload on the first day I was here, (life saver, he totally saved me from utter exhaustion), that his car stunk – he happened to be taking it in to the mechanics for service that day, and the mechanics fixed it, it now is kind of normal and not totally putrid. But the car next door to me, that btw, does not look like a bomb car, is by far the 2nd worse stinky car in the complex. He works for the government from home by making phone calls (I bet he gets paid a motzer for those 1 - 3 phone calls he makes, usually in the morning for about 20minutes – I can hear him, he is only here temporarily until he can move into his new house at Mackay. (I personally can’t believe as I get older, exactly how unfair and “democratic” some people’s lives are – they are so easy, compared to other peoples. He told me he did not bring any of his furniture up with him when he moved, he just threw it all out, and will purchase more for his new place!! Lucky for some! (I will add here; I met a couple in Moore Park Beach, just before I left, both in their late 40’s, about my age, I asked them both what they did for a living (beautiful huge house and huge garden, opposite the beach – really idyllic), and they both said, neither of them worked, they used to work together for a large company, but both were paid out large renumeration packages to leave! Can you believe that? Half their luck too; no company I left ever paid me to leave! You know, I bet they both worked there, not as a couple, at first, but when they hooked up, and became a couple, that’s when their luck changed, and they were offered all of that money!! Plus, they can’t talk about it, it’s taboo subject, for fear that what they got, maybe taken away from them. Such discrimination against singles. Anyway, back to my review; so, I don’t quite think this is ‘normal housing’, I think this is now low-income housing, but the rent they are charging, is definitely not low-income rent, well I don’t think it is -expensive, and past my budget allowance by $30 a week, so that’s $30 of costcutted meals now. Although the ones down the other end are less. I strongly know that I’m over paying for this unit, but landlords know about the rental crisis, so know they can overcharge – and do. Especially since I also am harassed by the neighbours who live at just next door up the hill at 108 - same old same old, I’m not sure why the neighbours are attracted to me so much, they can’t resist me, everywhere I go I have problems with neighbours, and at least 4 items have been stolen already. Like, are they waiting for me to yell out and disturb the whole neighbourhood with “fuck off you stupid dog” do they really need a good yelling at? Major dog problems from them the whole time I have been here, it amazes me how some women and kids have no ability to think for themselves, maybe it’s a genetic thing. Plus, I suspect she may be somehow stealing food from my orders (meat) – it’s dog related theft. Police, they are so clueless. On the first day I moved here, I heard a woman yell out to me, it was after I had unloaded the whole truck, and Nev my neighbour had taken the truck back to Bundaberg, she yelled out “ohh, you win”. Great I thought, another fucking dog neighbour, perhaps she was being manipulated by my last revolting landlord? I need to add, their house at 108 is hidden by trees, so when someone yells out from up their (steep hill, probably their house sits 7m above our units) I cannot see anyone – such a typical way that dogs harass me, verbally and hidden from site. And, I think that household may forget, due to the trees and shrubs, that there are actually 13 other units down here, who can all hear them, plain as day, there is only 6m between them and the units, earshot range. Maybe aside from kids, their parents, are trying to recreate their childhood, when the only time they received any attention from their mum, is when she yells at them for doing something wrong? I often feel like I’m surrounded by a bunch of complete morons that haven’t evolved and don’t know how to even raise kids. Also, today I could smell pot, coming in the front door, either coming from someone in 108, or someone in one of my unit complex? Could be Sam, she moved in same time as me, blue car. Out of the 13 units, only 4 of them go to work, and only sometimes, everyone else is pretty much here all the time. I guess that’s good security. Although sometimes someone gets periodic work in the early hours of the morning, and so we all wake up when their alarm goes off, and can hear them up and about, and when their car leaves. We hear everything in this unit complex. The new girl next door to me sometimes gets up at 4am to look after disabled people (on a Sunday). Plus, it seems this coincides with train tooting. So 3mnths after I am here, there is a new girl, and then there is also train beeping. So, go find out who started working the trains in July 2022 and see who is waking the whole town at all hrs…. There are 4 other women that live in these units, 2 of them look like me in a way. There is only 1 couple, the rest are singles. Back when I was inquiring about this unit, the then real estate girl said these units were predominantly elderly retirement units, and I guess that was the intended use after the motel shut down, because they’re so small and low maintenance, perfect for an older person. So, the fact that there are only 4 elderly, out of 13 people here, tells you something about the scarcity of rentals and the desperation of ordinary everyday people. And those 4 also do not fit the stereotype of elderly, they are all active and drive around regularly. I have been contacting governments about this housing issue, because they seem to be a bit oblivious to the housing crisis in QLD, and I was shown a housing accommodation they were doing; it looked like about 50 small bungalows set up on a patch of land. It looked like maybe a school holiday camp, or perhaps if there was a conference for a company, and they wanted to send all their employers to it, they would stay somewhere like that. So, this was the kind of accommodation that they were thinking of turning into housing for people! So, I was outraged by this, and told the politician that she should give up her home and all her possessions, and have to live in one of those! A little later, I saw that project was shut down. She obviously got in touch with her ‘empathy’. Hooray. But the issue still needs to be addressed. They are trying to do Rental Scheme; NRAS, but as far as I can see, all those rentals are priced exactly the same as the private market. I mean there needs to be at least 30,000 NRAS homes built all up the A1 in North Queensland, at least. Most of my neighbours in the complex are pretty good, I think there may be, 3 bad ones, with thefts from inside my unit, I saw one possibly steal, one day, this guy was sneaking back in to their unit, he could be a possible lunatic from Gunnedah who follows me about? I know there are quite a few who follow me. So, I definitely saw that man behaving suspiciously, and my card reader was missing off my desk just inside my door, and that’s the kind of thing thieves take; it’s like a game for them. But one time the Handyman was here, Merve, and we were talking about the hot water, I didn’t know where it was, and he showed me, it was round the back of the units, I was out the back talking to him, when I remembered, I had forgot to shut and lock the front door. And I could hear at least two cars from the hwy hoons, pull up outside my unit. I suspect those car hoons who I am always winging about on this blog, saw an opportunity, door left unlocked, and drove into my complex and took those items. Plus, I definitely think it’s kookaburra Park related, because one of the items, I acquired for free, when I was living at kookaburra Park; there was a community centre there, you could leave things that you don’t want. Someone had left something I could use, a nutribullet cup, so I had taken it, and had used it for the last 2 yrs. It was an item that was stolen out of my unit. I believe whoever left it, took it back. As in, Indian Giver. And whoever this person is, is a hoon that follows me around in their car, looking for opportunities to steal. I don’t know why the police don’t do anything about the hoons. It’s like so obvious, that they’re the thieves. I personally suspect that this person, actually, I think there are several, but they also, change their cars frequently by buying and selling 2nd hand cars – they probably dabble in car mechanic stuff, fixing and selling. Male and female. Or, they could be the ones residing at no 108, as they would easily see if I was in my unit, or even the woman who has now left, just down near the middle unit; I discovered she was a woman from Enmore – yet another thieving stalking blonde bimbo. OMG. Seriously? what is wrong with the women in this country are they all completely stupid? Anyway, there are no kids, which is great. (Such a privilege not having kids around). I suspect one young man’s voice I heard coming from neighbours up the hill, was the same voice I heard at Builyan? A paid harasser who sometimes frequents those neighbours? Possible thief, one of my chickens was stolen from my freezer about the time he had a party up there – who pays him? Such deceit and dishonesty in this community. Could all my neighbours please quit smoking, this is not the 90’s. Get with it. I have new neighbours who seem to chain smoke in the morning, all morning, it is DISGUSTING. The wind here blows south to north, always, - I say wind, but that is being far too literal, more like slight air movement, always wafts south to north. And I am north of those new neighbours. So, whenever they light up, I get the smoke; it directly goes into my car port then through my front door, through the kitchen and hall, and out the toilet window. If they sat next to their door, the smoke could be channelled through their front door and out – instead of MINE! I can’t go outside and do my things I need to do out there anymore in the morning, and that’s the best time I can do it, as its cool enough. So hot and humid here. Or I have to keep making mad dashes inside holding my breath till I reach my bedroom, the only ‘bad fragrant’ free space. Seriously I think I am allergic to petrol fumes and cigarette smoke, I start coughing with brief exposure to either, and it lasts all week. TOTAL HEALTH HAZARD. ​ Now I can’t hold the realtor responsible for the wind situation or lack of it, but I put in a request for a ceiling height partition between our units, so far the relator has ignored the request. ​ Btw, my neighbour on my right, would be able to smell anything from my unit car park – I have had no complaints from her about anything). I suspect my neighbors may be plotting to ‘get’ me, I told them all about this blog. It’s like I am getting stalked every time I go out to my little car-port garden – if I don’t want to be accosted by anyone, I have to check to see if no one is there, poke my head out, it’s like they take it in turns to stalk! They seem to (especially the old men), seem to be trying to engage me, for the point of admitting guilt to something I didn’t do – you know, like how in the movies the police try to intimidate someone to get a confession – it’s a thing, ‘under duress’ I think it’s called – so they are deliberatley trying to copy them. {My cotton is the good Pima cotton!} Possible Merve the handyman problems, he sometimes calls saying I called him – I DID NOT. Although I think he is trying to retire, they got someone else to do the lawns last time. The fire alarms (3 in each tiny unit!) seem to go off without smoke. Maybe the mould can set them off?? Major mould problem. They are all connected by Bluetooth, and I suspect remote access, someone wanting to play God. Not appropriate. However, they can be switched off, I took a photo of the instructions, for anyone who wants to see how. (They later sent a guy who fixed them). There is no wind here, it is very sheltered, and as such my washing takes 3 days to dry in winter, then it still feels damp anyway. There is mould on the timber cupboard in the car port, aswell as on my sewing tables, kitchen tables, and inside my bedside drawers. Plus, on the ceiling. We have had 2 rental inspections – you know how I feel about that, see my YouTube video of my previous landlords intrusion. On the third day here, I was looking at Google Maps, and noticed that I was only 11 minutes from Armstrong Beach, so I immediately, excitedly packed up, got into the car and went over there, (even though I’m driving on minimal petrol at the moment, way too expensive to fill up ($90 a tank)), but I was kind of disappointed, because I can’t swim there, it’s got stingers apparently, and crocodiles, plus it’s kind of really shallow for a long way, I don’t know how far, but there’s no waves, plus its cloudy and muddy. It’s really not very inviting. I have to do some more exploring in the area, plus I think the couple I spoke to at 38 Melba st, Armstrong Beach, I think may have had something to do with the theft of my swimmers from the back of the Ute – blue top with fringe. What is wrong with people? Flaming idiots. The local post office delivers all mail to my door or letterbox! Woohoo (if only they would collect too!). The weather is great, my head does not feel like it is shrinking too much in winter, like it did further south. When I am sitting at my desk (which is basically right at the front door), and it’s raining, I can look out and see the rainforest garden, see the rain coming down, here it, smell it, and I can just sit there and sip on my coffee, eat my choccy biscuit, and really nothing else matters - after nine years of drought this rain is pretty much heavenly bliss. – It rained and it rained, and it rained, all bad things were forgotten. WOOHOO, I AM HERE (too bad my garden is not here with me L) ​ 10. The Seed Saving Industry Some brilliant person from Melbourne, has come up with a new online business selling seeds. They have called it LocalSeeds.com.au, and he encourages anyone who grows plants to save their seed, and sell it on his site. He takes a 22% profit. Since I’ve joined, my seeds are finally selling again, after being banned from Ebay for the past two years, I’ve had almost no sales, except for some on Etsy, but Etsy overcharge for their fees, so I don’t really make profit on Etsy, plus they take out tax before I’ve earned over the taxable income, which I’m not too impressed about. Tax bitch is stealing from me! The other way around since women are working now. At least there is a new business on the block, and they are making an impact. I did start off selling my seeds for only $2 a packet, but I was selling so much, I thought I’ll be out of stock in a few months, so I put my prices up, and they’re still selling! Although I have run out of 3 species, I did try to rope my brother Tomas, to go sweet talk the new resident at my old garden, near Gunnedah, (1400km away), and collect some replacements, but I got no response. Guess he does not want to do it! (Even though I thought it may be a fun adventure for him and his kids). But btw, I have since seen my species available as seeds elsewhere, and not a mix of natives, but my specific natives I planted only, so maybe someone else has sweet talked the new residents? (Not mentioning any names, but DOGs). So, I’m going to be on the lookout for interesting plants growing around the streets, and maybe in peoples gardens - I’ve approached a few people, and I find people are very generous and will always give me exactly what I’m after if I ask for it. So far, I’ve added five new species to my collection as a result of doing this. I know how people love doing signs, so if you see anything interesting or worthy, sign it out for me as I’m driving along!! A worthy sign! (Although, nowadays, the only signs the dogs seem to be doing are stupid courier ones – no one cares about what the couriers are doing). Although this statement now explains, I see, what the courier van was doing outside my unit complex over the last month or so. Geez. Loiterer. I have found in this business, it is important to sell plants that you have growing in your garden, the ones that thrive in my garden are the biggest sellers, that is my experience. And it takes about 10 years to build up a garden like that. Again, there is that feeling that I am surrounded by completely stupid morons. If I wasn’t Cast out of my home and Garden at Rangari, my business now would be absolutely thriving, customers would love me because I would have so much seed, I could be overly generous. And I would have way more of a variety of seeds by now. As well as showcase of all the drought hardy species, so people can see what could grow in dry areas. It is an absolute tragedy that I had to leave, the whole gardening world will suffer, and has been set back as a result. I would go so far as to say this year, I would have earnt more than the allowable income, before taxes is withheld. So, the gov and the tax department loses too. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 11. Rental Crisis in Queensland Could someone please go and tell the local politician, that she has to throw out most of her stuff / furniture, and go and live in one of those lodgings. Indefinitely. That’s practically what had happened to me, I was lucky enough to find a unit, albeit an old hotel, tiny, and lease (for 6mnths) 6 mnths of living guarantee – how lucky I am. (I later saw they stopped building those lodgings, but blamed the greens for stopping further housing development in parliament). In fact, this is actually quite common the more north you go in Queensland, especially up near Cairns and Townsville with a lot of hotel/motels been converted into long term accommodation -since they’re too old to attract tourists. Except that accommodation is not designed for peoples permanent homes. Maybe, if they were charging $50 or something per week, it would be okay, but they’re not, they’re charging huge exorbitant rents on these often one room now units. Units that don’t even have a proper kitchen, bedroom, not to mention laundry wardrobe space, or any kind of outdoor living space. Seriously, I saw one being advertised for $240 a week, and it didn’t even have a bedroom, it just had a pulldown bed from the wall in the one room, absurd living conditions for Australia. Australia is meant to be a wealthy country. Well, I can tell you there’s not much wealth going on up here in North Queensland – as its all being taken by greedy landlords, who are most probably foreign investment any way. You know Polly, you really have to do something about it; it’s not like “make a wish” when people ask politicians for things; things they wish they could have or wish for ways they wish it could be! This is different, Pollyies; you actually have to do something about the out of reach living rental crisis. If you have been following the rental market, as I have been doing since 2020 on Realestate.com and Domain.com, you will notice that there are a lot of houses on the market for sale, but hardly any for rent, it’s like most people don’t want to rent out their house, they just want to sell it and get the lump sum money. In one area I looked at it was quite extreme, there were 60 houses in a 4 block radius up for sale, and only 3 homes/units up for rent, and those 3 were extremely overpriced, like 5 times higher than expected market price. Ridiculous price. So I brought this to the attention of some of the powers that be in 2021, and I feel, their way of resolving this was to increase rents, so more people would want to rent out their 2nd home (probably inherited), which makes sense; only now rents are so expensive, that anyone on low income is spending well over half their money on rent, which means no savings and reduced living. And that’s if you’re lucky enough to find one of the cheaper options. The average weekly rental is more than my combined weekly income – IMPOSSIBLE. If you look at the moment, you will not be able to find anything within a budget, if you’re on a low income. And with my low income I can complain easily, but if I were receiving a minimum wage, and saving up to buy a house, I would want the absolute cheapest rental I could find too, and with the rent prices as they are, even on the cheapest one, it is impossible to save up for a house. That’s then continuing, a circle of poor people, remaining homeless. It’s really disgusting how it works, there’s really not much hope it all, and that’s why I talk frequently on my blog, about if you can’t afford to buy your kids a house when they turn 18, don’t have kids. You have to provide real hope. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 12. Choose Friends Wisely, but don’t be a Rude Snob This is one of my key points in my “good parents are parents who - 20 tips for well-adjusted kids”, I want to further add to it because it’s kind of the root of a lot of bullying amongst kids, particularly women. As a child, in the early 1980’s, I recall when our family moved to a new town: Gunnedah. My parents were very social people, they insisted on having a lot of friends. (Sometimes it amazes me how different I am from them both). So, in a new town, a small country town, you might think it could be difficult for them, but not my parents, it didn’t take long at all before mum was being introduced to new people, new acquaintances, and making many new friends. So, before, she established her group of good friends, she met a lot of different people from different parts of town, and different “networks”. One time we went into town to meet some new friends, who had a lovely home on the outskirts of town. They had young daughter, just a little younger than me; she welcomed me into her home like we were best friends! Just good natured. We swam in their pool, and laid on the pool filter watching clouds! We had a lovely afternoon. We all became good family friends from that moment, and shared a lot of BBQ chickens over the years!! Around that time, on another day, we went across to the other side of town, another family, a large wealthy farming family. They had 3 young girls there for me to “befriend”, but unlike the previous encounter I had had, those girls were kind of like the opposite, they were horrible little bully bitches who did not want me in their “group” at all, and let me know about it. I won’t bother getting into the little girl exclusion antics that little girls do. But this is exactly what I mean when I say choose friends wisely. Try to avoid that latter types of families, and it’s best not to cause any fighting or conflicts – don’t declare war with them, or make it known about your feelings - just keep your feelings to yourself, and avoid people who are just plain “not very nice.” - that’s who they are, it’s not going to change, even after they grow into adults, they will remain the same. It’s their mentality. Their family mentality, and it will stick around all of their life and into the next generation as well. I personally believe this “good natured” personality trait is formed from intelligence – high intelligence. It is the non-thinkers in life who just want to fight and play sides. (Having said that mum ofcourse remained friends with the farmers on the other side of town, and attended a few parties with them!) There was no stopping her on her ‘friend accumulation’ mission! She had many many friends, most of them genuine, the ones around Gunnedah especially, although and I don’t think my parents fully understood what it is about them that attracted certain types of people. It wasn’t friendship. It was the perception of money, they were a little bit blind to this fact, and as a result were used sometimes; they lost quite a bit of their inheritance from the sale of dads mum’s house. On the other hand, there’s some people who could see how many friends my parents had, and thought, ooh, they must have a lot of money with all those friends! My parents were typical, average income middle-class people, dad had a government job, mum did not work but was a house wife until she did a bit of freelance nursing work briefly, when I was at school. They both had a postitive outlook on life, and thought that everyone was good, the notion of someone using them, would not even have entered into their minds. But, make sure the people in your life are worthy (they do exist). Someone told me it is Centrelink who do not want people to have friends, and so go about manipulating the situation so no ‘ties’ are formed – they work at doing this (stupid attitude, and they brainwash people like Victoria Keene’s mother). My design above shows my love of bright positive colours, still. – I attribute my love of colour from my happy childhood. It is “EarthGroove 2020” in bedspread doona from RedBubble ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 13. Fake farmers markets, Troubles with selling my produce, Cooking, and School food I just watched a YouTube news clip about farmers markets selling produce that was not grown locally from a farm, or organically – as the stall holders claim. But big multinational companies were selling their goods instead at twice the price, using on sellers, sometimes peeling off stickers (caught on camera) and lying to buyers. Shame on those dodgy fruiterers. This reminded me of when I tried to sell some of my organic produce direct from my garden at a corner store in Gunnedah. I didn’t really sell too much at first, it wasn’t until I happened to mention it at a funeral to family and friends, when suddenly I went there the next day and all had sold out! Shortly after that, the store closed down, unexpectedly. I realised it was solely because that store owner was willing to sell famers foods, - the powers that be in Gunnedah, don’t want any farmers markets, they don’t want people buying direct from the farm, they don’t want people buying organic - don’t ask me why this is, but it was a manoeuvre of the powers that be in Gunnedah, in the farming community. But it just goes to show there’s definitely a market for organic, direct from paddock to stall, but people aren’t aware (no Facebook then, and still, none for me). And I think I might have mentioned this before, but I had to hire a channel dirt digger from Gunnedah high shop, and they had just been taken over by a new owner. I happen to have some spare fruit (out of my 16 fruit trees!) and so I thought I’ll take a basket in for these new owners. When it came time to pay the bill at the end of the day, they charged me for the digger, no problems, as arranged, but they also then charged me an additional $100 for their old bom Ute that was required to take it out on the special trailer, so I wasn’t too pleased about that, especially as that morning, I had just given them a whole huge basket full of perfect and fresh ripe organic produce - there would’ve been at least 30 huge stone fruits, with about 6 different varieties. Cream of the crop. Including the basket. This was Gunnedah Aghire, and I thought I saw Victoria Keen there, which was a little strange because I don’t believe her family owned that business or were the new owners either? I am way to old fashioned friendly and nice, when most retailers now are just plain thieves. Like I said before on my blog, every single business in Gunnedah was stealing from me, I hope they all get cancer and die, no more Miss Nice. In Gunnedah there were markets every Saturday, but they did not do much in the way of food. I recall my farmer landlord saying one day, he reckons all the farmers markets he had been to (so not sure where?) but, were all fake – all venders selling food from the supermarket. There was a little shop opened up in Gin Gin, selling farmers produce, I tried some strawberries from there, because the ones from the supermarket are crap, C-R-A-P, and indeed the strawberries from that shop were fantastic, they definitely would’ve been from a homegrown garden, not the hard as rock giant ones from the supermarkets. However, that business closedown after 12mnths, it may have had something to do with the fact that the owner was dishonest. It seems everybody needs to be reminded: you can’t lie and rip people off - they find out sooner or later, and you have to pay for it. (After I posted this, I saw a clip for premium strawberries grown locally now available in the supermarkets up here, but they wanted $30/kg (total rip of), but I tried them anyway, as I was having strawberry cravings, and, they were just the same as the other ones, the tasteless giant hard as rocks ones – farmer thieves at Coles and on the local news TV) So, I think it’s a dam shame, that I can’t get fresh organic food unless I grow it myself, and unfortunately being forced to move into a tiny little unit now, with no backyard, this is fairly hard. I’ve noticed there are some things now appearing in the supermarket that are organic like the apples, but they are twice the price, and considering I purchased 2 Apple trees at my Rangari garden, I really have a lot of contempt now for spending money on such an item. Same with all the vegetables infact, I used to grow many, and was near self-sufficient (aside from meat). I try to be healthy still, I keep a bag of kale in the freezer, kale is said to be the healthiest green you can eat, but society is dictating to me, that I can’t be too healthy, because I’m not married to a rich husband. This misogynistic passive aggressive attitude, by the way is driven mostly by women, and not men. Also, I want to add when I left home at age 11 to go to boarding school, I have talked about how I was a very fussy eater, and there was a whole process I had to go through. So, after that phase, my next phase, I guess, year 10, 11 and 12 - I would just come home for school holidays and my 2 term weekends, and I would cook. That’s all I would do, I would cook all the family meals, I would go through all the woman’s weekly cookbook‘s. I would’ve cooked every single recipe in the Chinese cookbook, as well as Cakes and Biscuits, the Italian one, and of course my very favourite, the French cookbook. Mum had purchased the whole set of woman’s weekly cookbooks for me, as I had shown an interest in cooking from an early age. I remember mum bringing home that little Show Pamphlet every year; Gunnedah had an annual show, and at the show, aside from all the rides and show bags that everybody loved, there were different pavilions, one consisting of food, and one of crafts, there were probably others too. I recall I had a whole shoebox full of awards and ribbons for all the cakes, biscuits, and crafts that I had put in to the Gunnedah show! As a child, the winning prize money was something like $.75 for first, $.50 for second and $.20 for third! I’m pretty sure I was the only young eight-year-old baking in Gunnedah – so there wasn’t too much competition, no wonder I had won pretty much every category I entered! Lol. I remember one year I was so cocky and confident with my baking I decided that instead of doing a typical cake, like a sponge or a teacake, I would make up a cake, without following a recipe, I can’t say it turned out exactly as I planned - I’m not sure I got the whole concept of a raising agent, and the cake was bright pink, which none of the old lady judges seem too impressed about! Never mind I had fun. (BTW I’ve already written this Show story, but it’s another one that has been removed - I would like to know exactly who removed this story off my computer and Blog, and why?) Anyway, those woman’s weekly books were a tremendous inspiration for me, they had pictures with every recipe, and were just fantastic, written by some talented and organised cooks. So, it seems being on a fortnightly rotation of school meals, may inspire cooking. (I have to mention, food served up at school on the weekends was atrocious, I basically starved every weekend, lunch consisted of a fried piece of tinned pineapple, served on a weeks left over bun or stale flatbread, with an optional piece of tomato and or cheese slice - really unappealing for me, for some reason I didn’t like fresh tomatoes when I was a child, of course now do, but my brother refused to eat tomatoes as well and apparently, he still does. And I’ve heard other kids don’t like tomato’s too – too vinegary, I guess. I recall every Friday night we had battered fish and chips which sounds good in theory, but was basically soggy potatoes, really awful, I don’t think you can actually call them chips they were so bad, although I did like the fish because it was mostly tasteless, and I liked the batter, it was really thick and unhealthy -this was appealing to me as mum was not there to monitor things! And I want to mention the Butcher in Petersham (again – another little didi that was stolen, or at any rate not showing in microsoft search on my PC), it is the Talho Portuguese & Spanish Butchery on New Canterbury RD, when I first went there, I was blown away, there was food everywhere hanging from the ceiling too, I had not seen anything like it. The service was outstanding, every one there was nice and the food quality superb - best butcher I ever been too. They been there for 30years according to wiki. Sometime before that I went to a butcher near Dulwich hill, - so bad, the guy behind the counter basically refused to serve me, he looked at me with such disdain, I wondered how he could be in business at all – some people…. (what did he think I was going to do that might so offend him?) 14. This is my Hair Planter! Unfortunately, I only had 600g of hair (saved from every shampoo and conditioner shower wash over 10 years!). So, I was 200g short, and had to use eyelash yarn for the top rim. I was a little bit disappointed of being short, but have started saving some more; I suspect in a couple of years’ time I’ll have enough to rip out the eyelash yarn and finish it finally with some more homespun hair yarn! I used 2 strands held together, so it’s actually really thick, and it doesn’t really need a plastic liner, but I figure it will last 10 times longer if I use a plastic liner. You can see the plastic liner in the photo, still waiting for me to trim it off. All in all, hair makes a perfect plant liner, and I’m glad it was so difficult to buy a peatmoss liner, which is how I came up with this use for my five balls of hair yarn! By the way, when I pulled each tangle of hair off my Afro comb, I put them aside until I had 50g worth, then I put the 50g through a Carder machine, and I do have really long hair, so it didn’t do a perfect job of aligning the fibres, meaning when I spun it, it turned out of thick and thin, like it was pretty impossible to get a fine yarn from my course hair, but this is what makes it perfect for the thick liner. The yarn itself is very strong, I couldn’t break it with my hands, it had to be cut with scissors. Well worth the effort, and I have written the knit pattern, and put it on my website, if anyone wants it! 😁 Btw, 80g of my Home Spun Hair, was STOLEN! Update: after 15mnths, I had accumulated another 200g of hair to replace the rim, BUT, when I went out to get my planter, I discovered little bugs eating my hair planter!! They had already eaten the whole bottom part, the part that was often wet. Ah shucks!! Thus ends my hair planters. L I took a photo of the bugs; ​ ​ ​ ​ 15. Don’t be Afraid to Toot Your own Horn I can see, thank goodness, today, times have changed slightly, and people are no longer afraid of tooting their own horn! (I am not talking about Car horns here, don’t get me confused when you read that heading - I am deeply opposed to people tooting their car horns, disturbing the quiet enjoyment of the neighbourhood, like my stupid neighbours at no 108.) But it is really nice to see someone revelling in their own achievement. I’m not sure why people have had such hang-ups on this issue in the past; (and I am not talking about screwing someone out of something by stealing – and feeling like you won – fake won). I remember well from school, the girls school, I attended, there was an issue about being self-assured, arrogant or cocky in anyway. It was specially frowned upon for women to be proud. Even if one, was outstanding at some task, you were still not permitted to say “hey I’m the best!” or something along those lines, because it was considered in extreme poor taste to do so. And if a girl dared, do it, she would be chastised by everyone in a dogpack manner; in the mean and passive aggressive ways that women have, to ‘put them back in their place’ so to speak. I believe just from experiencing life, that this has a lot to do with again, wanting to be English and of Polite Society, they are taught specifically to be “a quiet achiever”, and if you raise your child, or the children in a school, in this way, then you would be considered to be of “polite society”! So, it was an attitude associated with money, so it was something people, women, wanted to adopt so they would be associated with “polite society”. That’s one reason, the other is because (little) girls are threatened by another, who maybe better at them for something – when, that girl is perceived to be of lower class – little girls are really stupid. And there was definitely a double standard for girls, versus boys. Boys were allowed to be cocky and arrogant, but not girls. And in my experience, it was always the girls allowing the boys to be cocky, but who would chastising women for exactly the same thing! Growing up, most of the boys I knew don’t give a toss if you’re cocky or not, in fact they would probably prefer a cocky girl, they could relate more, and feel more comfortable around, someone who is fully self-assured. Although I found this does not apply to older grown men, I did come across quite a few grown man who definitely didn’t like self-assured confident women. This applies in the work place too. And this applies to women who control the conversation. I guess this is a good spot to mention this phenomena. I found in certain situations in life, I have to take full control, like if I’m moving, and I’ve got to talk to the removalist, I mean there are plenty of situations, but this is a really easy one so you can see what I mean because it is the person moving, who knows where the boxes have to go, and which is the best order to unpack your load. It is no problem for me to take control and make sure everything goes smoothly, however what I noticed at the end of the day, is that men really have issues with this lack of control on their behalf, and they’re very aware that a woman has been telling them what to do all day long, and in fact, they’ve got a kind of reconnect with each other and talk about ‘male’ things. I was thinking about this, and I noticed that with a group of women, this is not a problem that women suffer from, in my experience. I mean mostly they don’t suffer from this problem, mostly they’re not even aware of who is in control they just following the flow of the day. However, men are very much aware of this. So rather than women having to ‘wake up’ in this case - it’s more of a “men need to realise that women are allowed to be in control”, and things are not going to work out if they’re not. I’ve also noticed this is a thing in relationships with men not wanting to engage in conversation with his wife unless he dictates what the topic of conversation is, or when they do certain activities or chores. So, the only advice I can give to a woman who is suffering in that kind of relationship is to make their husbands aware that they’re being over controlling in the moment, so call him a big fat arse if he gets an ”attitude’ when you change the conversation, call him up on his bad behaviour. And don’t be afraid to jump in with your comments if someone is manoeuvring the conversation, they might not be deliberately doing it to ‘squash’ the other person, so say what you need to say. However, I’ve seen some women control everything in their marriage, but make it look, to the husband, like it’s his decision. She was very clever and her husband was basically a big doofus, but if he didn’t perceive that he was in control, their marriage would’ve ended in divorce. I personally believe this is big fat ego and I definitely would not put up with such shenanigans from a man, same as I wouldn’t consider being around anyone who has ever stolen from me, or stalked me, lied or harassed me in anyway - there’s just not a chance ever. I think I might have high standards compared to most women, because there’s so many women who are married, and I know the calibre of men is not that good. I guess people do certain things for love don’t they. Or wait, is that money. So, technology, and YouTube, are evolving peoples consciousness. The “Tall Poppy Syndrome” is being fought against. People can put out their own personal stories in public view, rather than a story or person, who has been chosen by the powers that be in the media. People are allowed to toot their own horn now. So, I say, go for it, if you’ve done something outstanding, or even just a small little victory, like growing a good crop of veges, tell the world about it, we want to hear about it! (Mum used to hide zucchini and carrot in the Bolognaise sauce, we never knew!) { Oh, and tricking or manipulating your next door neighbour into doing something, something they otherwise would not be doing, - is not a victory.} My design above “Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101h ” on wallpaper from Wallsauce ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 16. Dog Directors and Dog Writers I am going to keep a list You know, there used to not be any ‘dogs’ in the movie industry, I would only have dogs who hung outside my house, or followed me down the street, but now they have taken over the movie industry - since they couldn’t harass me on my remote farm. (Although I was advised by a little birdy, that they have been targeting people in this manner for many years, not just as of late). The directors and produces that let these people get away with what they do; are completely clueless, as to exactly just what they do. Attention seeking rude morons. The women who organize this are truly despicable and evil creatures, it’s all a big dog game for them, they use the movie industry to ‘punish’ or ‘reward’ certain people that they are victimizing, just like some people do when they’re training a dog. Hence dog game. So, if the ‘dog’ did something good, they put in a funny little bit, they make edits, or if the ‘dog’ did something which the evil women didn’t like, then they edit in something mean and bitchy. But there is a whole heap of people that can see or read signs, not just the intended victim. Wake up movie directors, and get rid of those stupid fucking evil female dogs and their stupid condescending dog games. I also am harassed by TV industry using 'empty head' people, there are heaps of them. {Exactly just why are there so many 'empty head' type. What exactly was their lineage? Were their parents just complete hopeless drug addicts? or is it a genetic DNA thing that runs through families? Why hasn’t anything been done about these genetics, we don’t want a whole lot of 'empty heads' running around; they are exactly like zombies from that movie Zombie, I guess with just a little less raw flesh and blood. It won’t be too hard to get rid of the gene if you make people aware.} Movies with Metaphysical world problems from Hollywood, Bad crew, Rapist; The Master (Incidently a movie about a man subconsciously searching for a Queen Bee) ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 17. How to be sane when surrounded by evil , with SERENITY ROSE MUGS 415CC (415ml), Fine bone china, Fine Rim, The England Collection This still happens at my new address. Sometimes, that is, not always; whenever I walk outside the house or unit, suddenly there is a commotion, like cars turn up at neighbours, or cars leave neighbours, people yell out, sometimes phone rings, they turn their music on, up to 11….all manner of different things happen. Comotion. It happened at my last place at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park, and it sometimes happens here - usually on the weekends, especially when I just moved in. I have no idea why my neighbours carry on in such a manner I can only assume it’s because they’re retarded and make a noise whenever they see or hear a girl, like a monkey. After writing this, I awoke next morning after a good nights sleep (for once) with – not kidding, a monkey or ape / Gibbon, hair stuck to my skin in an almost unmentionable spot. DOGS I cannot do anything about what goes on while I am asleep, I have no control – and see how evil people are. You are not welcome in my house at anytime you wannabe hypnotist. If I saw you, and had a gun – I would blow your head off. (They have done that sleep theft/ interference before, infact I think it goes right back to 1998 when I was living in that horrible suburb, Petersham. They definatly did it at Rangari and Kookaburra Park too, a few times when I awoke to discover unexplained things, like door open that I had shut, windows too open with flyscreens lying on the ground, my watch off and tampered with, necklace off (with key on it), - my knitting; at Rangari when I was waiting for my pool to arrive, I did a lot of knitting, and I started noticing things that were a little odd; when I started knitting from where I left off, it was not quite right. So, this one day, it was just really niggling on my mind, so I made a point of fully remembering where I was up to so, I could resume the next day, and sure enough the next day, there were two additional rows that had been knitted from where I had stopped. Plus, what’s more, the knit tension was the same as my knitting. So, somebody has come into my house when I’m asleep and have knit those 2 rows - and the thieving dogs who can break in to my house without waking me, have found someone who has the same tension as mine – a highly pre organized plan. Somebody suggested I leave my knitting in front of the cameras, because I did have security cameras at Rangari (not that they did much to deter criminals, power off). However, the strange knitting phenomena did stop after that comment. There were a few other mysterious things too. Criminal, immoral and disgusting. Fuck off Simon Baker and that whole crew, could you be any more inappropriate. Or their copycats. Someone told me there are people who can put you into a deep sleep by gentle persuasion. So, if they cannot hypnotize you while you are awake, to steal from you (there are people who prey on ‘sleeping beauty’ types), so if they cannot “get you”, then they can do it when you are asleep, by tricking you in that dream like state - gain your trust and convince you to, for example “go underground – where you cannot hear anything,” difficult to explain, but I have awoken from such places, and know it happens. Well, while possibly my neighbours or TV people are very negative, I can only surround myself with positive things at my place, like my new flowery coffee cups that I purchased from the post office, aren’t they gorgeous! 😁🌺 Actually, here is a good spot to mention something else the dogs get up to, I haven’t mentioned it before, and they’ve been doing this particular ‘antic’ for years. I think if I wasn’t a very healthy sane person, this would deeply affect me in a negative way, so I’m going to write about it because it probably affects other people who are like me, but maybe not feeling as ‘sound of mind’. People, opportunists, in the neighbourhood or situation, latch on to something I am doing, and imply that “it’s too late - you’ve missed out”. When in actual fact, it’s not too late, I haven’t missed out at all, it’s just they’re trying to create fear and antagonism. Like if somebody does the wrong thing by me, which happens all the time, I will give you an example; there has been someone from Centrelink call-centre stalking me, and I go to put in a complaint about him, but my neighbours imply “it’s too late, you should have done it at the time it happened, which was several weeks ago.” OK, so how would my neighbors know if it’s too late, and as if it would be, one can put in a complaint at any time, and I did. I can give you another example, slightly different, when I was late at the Melbourne airport to catch my plane, there was a moment at the check-in where I was told it was probably too late, but I can check to see if the boarding gate is still open, so I was in sight of the gate, and there was suddenly an old man, in his 40’s or 50’s probably, beckoning me to run so as not to be late, but then I could see next to him, the gate was already shut, fuck people are weird; so that guy was an opportunistic arshole, who wanted to see me panic and run only to find out that I was too late after all. I hope he gets cancer and dies. As I was writing this story, and thinking there is a lot of evil, the words ‘Evil Knievel’ popped into my head, and I remember from the 80s, this real show, I think it was American, starring a daring bike rider called Evil Knievel, and all the kids, the little boys, thought he was soooo cool, and wanted to be just like evil Knievel and ride a motorbike. I think Evil Knievel is responsible for this retarded behaviour in grown man today, it’s like those idiots are a by-product of Evil Knievel. Do you see entertainers; how you have to be responsible. They copy everything. 18. Nurses Force Feeding Patients I have written about this on my About Page Blog, but the lack of common sense found within the female dominated health sector is so bad, I am compelled to write a separate story for this topic. They still use disgraceful ‘Nazi’ ‘Gestapo’ tactics to power trip over victims. What happens is force-feeding in mental health wards, and those nurses don’t do it by pinning patients down and shoving food down their throat, they do it with ‘pressure’ involving looks/stare, threatening remarks and humiliation. And if one nurse can’t get the patient to comply, then 4 or 5 nurses will ‘chime’ in, and kind of gang up on the person (adult) to get them to comply (exactly like how a pack of dogs targets its prey). It’s my experience if a person is stressed then they won’t be hungry anyway, and their digestion won’t be working properly - it’s best that they calm down before they eat with a night’s sleep -these nurses don’t seem to know about this simple fact. Or well, their motivation is a powertrip, and NOT what’s best for the patient. And their victims are adults and can make their own decisions when it comes to food. This is a form of abuse. They know, say, speech impediments are a direct result of using humiliation tactics to manipulate a person, {usually a child, as they are easier to dominate than an adult, but these nurses and Dr’s have found a legal way to humiliate and victimize adults}. Plus, they don’t seem to be aware of the ‘reverse psychology’ effect that happens when you tell someone what do to, especially amongst a rebel type personality or an elderly patient who is often in the reverse, so at age 80 they might think that they’re actually age 7, and if you tell them what to do, their childish instincts will come back and they think, we’ll I’m not going to do it then. (Having said that about childish instincts, most adults that cross my path are still like that, even a nice (very smart) Dr I saw years ago about my arthritis; I knew at the time I had a slight temperature, and after she took a reading, she was reluctant to tell me what it was, because indeed I did have a slight temperature, I had to pry it out of her, because she did not want me to be right, because I was sooo sure I was right – and she gets to make the diagnosis, not the patient! – see, rebel personality!) So, if you just give patients some free reign and let them be who they are, things will work out. (Same with raising kids btw, this is the very reason why there is a huge network of petty crime; these over controlled over disciplined kids, over ‘yelled’ ats, grow up to jump on the first rebellious band wagon they come across, which in Australia is petty crime – huge network, akin to the fight club in the movie FightClub, only petty theft is the chosen activity.) Why I, a MOP, (member of the public) has to spell these things out to the so-called trained professionals is very worrying. (Btw, I believe they are trying to get hospitals now to be more ‘health’ conscious about the food they dish up.) I can’t believe places like this are still in operation. Change only comes about from naming and shaming; Bundaberg mental health hospital staff - Manager: Katie Rogers. Teresa, Annette, Katherine, Zuchina, Dr Ali Alitaie, Dr Alex MClymont, Rosalind, Reggie, Dr Menosha, Lisa, Fred, John, Karen, Shas gee, Maureen, and the safety nurse whose name I never got, (she force feeds people, god help her is she has kids, in fact god help all the kids of the women that work there, they are all totally dysfunctional, and I suspect that is the very reason they work there – they are the ones with mental problems) -those staff can’t help anyone, if you are not feeling 100%, take matters into your own hands, no one else knows what is best for you. Sometime after I have written about that mental health ward, 2 of the nurses that work there have been charged for unwarranted medication against patients. I have heard that nurses in hospitals use the same tactic if a patient is winging, or they just don’t like them, or are afraid of them (all the poor men with tattoos- you had better watch out – silly twits (male and female) get afraid over nothing, so tattoos would be very scary for them) Although, there was a Dr that I witnessed, who was the main guilty person, who ‘sets’ the bar so to speak amongst the nurses, - it is her you have to get, her name was Menosha. I would like to touch on that “setting the bar” issue, as this happens a lot in life, I’ve noticed. It’s like people can’t seem to respond in their own language and ways, they have to take cues from the person they’re speaking to, so if I’m speaking in a nice pleasant manner to the person, they are going to speak back in a nice pleasant manner. If I speak with a hint of sarcasm, intern the person I’m speaking to, will speak with sarcasm. The same with any other array of emotions like anger, hostility, “sneakiness” or even if I use an accent like slang, or certain body language. It’s bizarre and happens all the time. It’s like everything you do is mirrored back to you all the time. So particularly a DR and someone in a position of power, somebody that is looked up to, they have to be especially good, and set a good example. And I noticed after writing about force feeding, there are certain types of people out there, who are trying to also force feed women, by using images of food (they heard that being overweight actually increases breast size, so they have an extra motivation to manipulate women in to being fat. STOP DOING THAT OR YOU WILL GO TO HELL. ​ ​ ​ ​ 19. Gunnedah Landcare and Brandan Story Gunnedah Landcare refused to serve me because I was a single woman. I suspect the person in question, was the ‘dogs’, who drive a white SUV, are afraid I’m going to seduce and whisk away, was the owners son, who is probably the owner himself now, Josh, and, is also probably married now. I went to horticultural school with him, and he used to ‘use, as a tool’ the slightly retarded boy - his mother told everyone he was retarded, (his mum was doing the course aswell) although I do not believe that he was retarded in anyway, aside from being slightly socially retarded and slightly deluded about other people who he held in awe. So, Josh, would use this boy for reflective purposes, to basically have a go at me – verbally disrespectful – he would ‘egg’ him on’ - this happens to me a lot, see another example in my “water cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery” photo story. It’s amazing what people get up to when they think no one is watching. Usually, it’s woman I have this kind of problem with, older arshole woman using younger woman in the same manner, but not this time. Josh was an arsehole because that’s what arseholes do, and they’re the worst kind of arseholes, because they’re cowards. So, you see little girl in white SUV, there’s not a chance in hell that I’ll be seducing your husband and running off with him. Wake up stupid bimbos. You may have been fooled by your man, but I certainly was not. That boy Brandan, I was advised he had Asperger’s disease, and I don’t know if you’re familiar with the French language, but Asperger is the French word for asparagus. So, I’m thinking the doctors have encountered someone like Brandan and put their hands up in the air and said “fucked if we know what’s wrong, we’ll just call it Asperger’s”. Or maybe it’s related to eating too much asparagus each spring when it is abundant! who knows the thoughts of people who try to be funny, or try to ‘box up’ people who they don’t quite understand, as to why they don’t function exactly the same as everybody else. Although my personal opinion of him was one of an environmental circumstance, I could see even though he didn’t speak much, he certainly wasn’t stupid, he paid attention, and could read the situation. He was raised by his mother only, no father, so no strong leadership or discipline, and I would say limited social interactions especially when he was younger, and thus limited skills in this area as a result. Although if you read my blog, I often talk about sleeping beauty syndrome amongst women, I’d say he would be suffering from this as well, especially when around other boys who are bigger better stronger faster, and I personally believe this is not a direct lack of brain cells or function, but maybe a lack of stimulation and empowerment; as kids need to be woken up with encouragement, excitement, activity, inspiration and restraint. And I know the women in Gunnedah, tend to raise their kids in a Conservative manner, so basically their kids end up pretty much oppressed, and as a result, they act up, in rebel mode, in situations when they think nobody‘s watching, it’s like they do the opposite of what they’ve been ‘trained’ not to do, as a direct result of a ’leash’ that has been too tight in one or more areas. Giving a child the ability to make the correct decisions and be responsible, is something a lot of parents don’t know how to do and it’s the most important one. Infact often when I encounter teenage boys, my main mission is to get through to them how ‘useless’ girls are, so they in turn have to be the ‘responsible’ one, as most of them are deluded about girls, and think they are all the straight A teaches pet responsible type – and well at school they might be, but it all changes out in the real world, that’s why boys have to be the responsible type and not the rebel type – and once they understand this – life changing – they totally step up on the right path. I would also tell a young man, if he was thinking of asking a girl out, because he wanted to get ‘partnered up’. He ought to go and look at Adam Thomas’s youtube videos, and practice how to do Adams “desert” massage, {he calls any massage that is not specifically targeting an organ - a desert massage!lol}. The reason why I’m writing about this boy is because I suspect he has been another one of the people who have been harassing me particularly online, I can’t say for certain if it’s him, but it’s someone who goes by the name of Brandan, and if it is not Brandan from horticulture, then it’s someone who wants me to think it is, and I would say, write about Brandan, so this is the Brandan story. ​ ​ 20. Pervert Dogs Trying to make Women who they think inferior to them, Feel Guilty Enough! Fuck off you stupid bitch. I’m goddamn sick and tired of having these stupid little nonthinking pervert monkeys on my back; fuck off and get a life, mind your own business, you are not welcome in my life. Stop trying to make me feel guilty, about things you have absolutely no understanding off, you stupid little girl. This revolting person has been trying to do this for 20 years, they are truly evil and should be shot, I would gladly do it, maybe then I would actually have something to feel guilty about, but I doubt it. Also this reminds me of behaviour from some marriages, where, before she married, perhaps before they met, she had a relationship/s with other men, and the husband constantly reminds her about the relationship, and teases her - it’s just another disgusting form of bullying and revolting antagonistic behaviour by someone trying to dominate the relationship, and most likely a drunk. This is exactly what those stupid bitches are trying to do; get it through your thick bimbo heads; we are not in a relationship. 21. Widow Pension OMG, COME ON!! I have just discovered this. This is a payment given by Centrelink to ANY woman who was married, but their husband died. It is the most sexist thing I have heard of, after unequal pay for same work. Its like the government is saying “well, you, got married to man, and for doing that, after he dies, when you are single again, we will support you with a generous fortnightly pension, so you don’t have to worry, and be treated like unemployed scum, like all the other single ladies get treated”. I can’t believe they do this. I am single, I have never married, and I am pretty sure I would have way more ‘societal’ problems than a woman who is a Mrs. Infact I know I do, if you have read my Blog – Single Lady Persecution – you will see that I do. So, if that woman is entitled to pension for now, being single – GUESS WHAT, so should I be. Stupid and unfair Australian government. I would go further and state most women by the age 40 – are a right off, they can no longer work due to femine body weakness, yet Pension age is not until 65. So why is that? What are they meant to do in that time between 40 and 65 if they are not married to a rich husband? This current society still does not have common sense. Btw, don’t think that a wife won’t send her husband off to a fake war in the hopes he gets ‘off’d’ and she can get the Widow Pension. Real. And, since I know of 2 women who receive a disability pension, and have no disability, but after getting to know the personality of such women, those women have certain traits, like being easily used and manipulated, will not cause any problems or question anything, will lie in order to aide oneself; it those traits that make them the perfect Centrelink recipient – dogs. You know if I were selling an item, but thought the item crap, there is no way I would lie to the customer and state this is the best item ever, you should buy it – but disability pensioners, are those women who do just that. Liars. In Australia it does not pay to have morals – it is a weak country. I want to add to above when I said treated as an employed scum, - such an irony, because there’s so many industries, receiving government grants or subsidies, way more than unemployment totals WAY MORE. I’ve heard of some farming families, receiving $20,000 a year, total subsidies, so that doesn’t include the profits from what they actually grow. So, you see, those people are just the same as someone receiving unemployment benefit. The only difference being they are greedier and have worked out a way to legally steal money. AND THE STUPID BANKS recognize them as responsible and someone on unemployment as unresponsible. Such irony. It does not pay to have morals in this country. ​ ​ ​ ​ 22. More Bloody Beepers, I am never going to be friends with you, stupid girl When you fight with someone you are wanting to enter into a relationship with them. YOU ARE NOT WELCOME IN MY LIFE. Someone in this direction beeped at me. I had just stopped at the post box to post letters and sure enough someone beeped again, they beeped at me last time I was at the post box, they beeped at me just after I got fuel the other day. In fact, whenever I go into Sarina, and where ever I’ve been in my past - they beep me. I have actually seen 3 of my neighbours beeping at me while I’ve been parked here, so possibly it is one of my neighbours following me down town – that’s what my neighbours at Kookaburra Park did, stalk me where ever I went! Sickoessss. I don’t recognise any of those cars at Sarina, and it could’ve been someone from behind the trees on the other side of the road beeping, who knows, who cares about stupid people who beep, just go away. You’re a nuisance. They also beep whenever I talk to someone on the phone – they drive past on the hwy and beep outside the unit????? Twice this morning again. And by the way, I believe someone read this, and said well why don’t you ask them nicely instead of swearing and being angry, and I would like to point out - it’s not up to me to sweet talk some arsehole who has been, and still is harassing me, – and knows perfectly well their behaviour is INTOLERABLE. It’s exactly the same thing if, there were two people standing side-by-side and one of them was smacking the other on the head with a stick, and the other person being hit, was screaming at them black and blue, to stop, and telling them to fuck off. And then someone coming along and observing the 2 in the situation, and saying to the person who was being beaten up “well you should ask nicely, and don’t swear”. Can you not see your condescending absurdity in asking me to be polite, to a criminal cretin who is being an ugly unlawful perpetrator - it’s the most ridiculous argument I have ever encountered, and the person who said that, you are so stupid you should never speak, ever again. BIMBO HOUSEWIVE I BET. Btw, I had the same response from some arsehole (it could have been the same stupid bitch) from Agnes Water, when I was on the Facebook forum, telling people about how I had someone in a plane harassing me, and spraying toxic poisons over me, they saw the letter that I wrote to the authorities about it, and said I should’ve been more “sweeter”. IDIOT And btw, my neighbours now are using kookaburra sounds on a sound blaster (like the ones radio people use) instead of yelling out as much. I mean, it may actually be kookas, they are around this area, but is it a coincidence that they go off every time when a girl in a white car turns up here? The sound is coming from the shed that has appeared at the front of the neighbours place, and also at the very back of their place? ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 23. Finally Saying Something about the Antagonistic Moral-Less TV Industry Advertising People who Hound Me So, the other day I went to sit down and eat my lunch, and watch some funny cat videos on You tube, they started with these very 2 offensive adds, which I suspect they can now target individual browsers, as I certainly have not seen those 2 adds before or since. And this reminded me of one of the reasons I no longer watch commercial TV, the antagonistic moral-less advertising people doing predatory offensive adds. Could all the ADD people from YouTube – who, I suspect maybe the same ones as from Channel 7 GO AWAY, leave me the hell alone you perverts. You do not get to decide what I watch and when. Comprehende? Who do you think you are? Get the hell out of my living room. (I really love YouTube, just not the pervs) AND you must obviously be adults who needs to be reined in by a parental authoritarian, so consumers don’t get so offended and riled up by your antics of such juvenile antagonistic and DEPRAVED behaviour. Grow up and get some morals. And while I’m at it, this reminds me, another thing those same people seem to do, and have done so for many years now, it is, they do something which does not quite make sense, then sign “you gotta start again” they have done it so many times, I no longer pay attention, but I remember Rove McManus started doing this years ago on his show, he was the first, but it seems now he has a whole lot of retarded monkey copycats. I notice, since I no longer watch Commercial TV, (since they have “teleban” me!! Lol – NOT FUNNY {little girls playing the exclusion game, channel 7 especially - they don’t want me watching to see what’s going on, like, between the lines, the actual truth, and tell everyone on my blog}) -it’s computer nerds who also have found a way to do it. They all seem to need to be literally told to vamoose - get it through your thick little heads, stop harassing me and leave me alone. Plus, I have no idea what they’re talking about, or what I should be starting again? If anyone wishes to discuss this with me in a respectful manner instead of doing DISRESPECTFUL SIGNS, (who are the only people that seem to find themselves clever, amusing or fun), why don’t you contact me? Run boy Run. Coward – the irony of it. And btw, whatever you are talking about and constantly repeating: I’m not going to be starting again, I don’t have to start again, or do anything that you desire. Comprehende? I’m living my life the way I see fit, and some overcontrolling wannabe invisible big brother sister, does NOT get a say in it. Only if I were married would I consider advice from another person, everybody else; my life is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. I am the one that would know best about my life, better than you, I have had 49years of experience. Quite frankly, the fact that you’re still doing it after all these years tells me, that you do not actually have anything really important to say at all, you are just a pathetic attention seeker harasser who thinks oneself as a clever know it all. You are not my personal dictator, dumbass. And get lost Toyota ADD people, you are way too cocky and your cars aren’t even that good. You have created nazi cars -trying to take the control away from the person driving, and in the process, made the whole experience not actually work properly. And WAY TO SLOW on EV mode. (I don’t know how that last sentence got there, I have never driven a car with EV mode, nor do I know anyone with an EV…...) J but I will leave it there, its prob true. lol I know for a fact, that these people, have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with me, (just slightly), and these people have money, serious money. And I suspect it is them who arrange all the cars to follow me when I go out anywhere. Even in a remote spot, I would have at least 10 to 15 people who present themselves around me or infront of me, so that I would have to speak to at least 1 or 2. Sometimes they drive up to me and stare, or get out of their car and just stare at me, - very common, has happened to me all my adult life, but does not happen every time I go somewhere, just mostly, and somewhere good, means more people, but say somewhere mundane like the post office, only 1 or 2 people! But then what always happens, is after the strange people have all finally left, and it is back to being quiet and peaceful, somebody (I have no idea who) apologises to me. Every time. I have no idea why they arrange for 10-15 people to stare at me, or then why they’re apologising for it – EVERYTIME. But why they continue to keep doing it, when they just always apologies for it? it makes NO SENSE. I CAN ASURE you I deeply resent having 10-15 follow me to a spot, then simply stare at me. It is really stupid and annoying, and it would fall under the category of harassment. I didn’t have time to get a screenshot of the exact two offending ads on YouTube, that really annoyed me at the time, when I wanted to watch a cat video, and I suspect I won’t see them again. So I just made a little collage of an annoying thing on YouTube, so you get the gist. Btw, I do not know anyone associated with YouTube, aside from of course all the videos that I watch that random brilliant people upload. So, I don’t know any computer people who run it, who founded it or are admin or associated with YouTube at all. None. I don’t know anyone at all. So, all of them are complete strangers. If you want to obsess about someone, I suggest you get a wife or husband and obsess about them. And, as you know from my blog I’ve been ban from heaps of social media sites, but, YouTube hasn’t ban me, and I notice people are looking at my vids. But if I make comments below on certain someone’s video, they pick and choose what they will show to the public. For instance, a printer video showing how to refill ink cartridges (instead of replacing the whole cartridge) saving you a lot of money; I made the comment that Canon have figured out how to stop people from doing this by putting a computer chip in the ink cartridges, which I was outraged by, and expressed so in the comment, politely. Plus mentioned people ought to buy the Epsom refillable printer where ink cartridges don’t even exist (all you have to do is tip the ink in a little slot when it runs low saving about $50-$90 every three months). And so that comment was not shown by YouTube See what mongrels there are on the Internet. It is no longer FreeSpeech anywhere. ​ ​ 24. Finally, I see, Someone Else can See, how Wrong that Industry is This woman (Elenor Riese) died from the medication TREATMENTS, that so called ‘mental health ward’ staff, force on to people, mostly woman, who, they want to play cat and mouse games with. That screen shot is from the movie “55 steps” with Hilary Swank and Helena Bonham Carter, with the biography portraying an American civil rights lawyer trying to get them to stop FORCING patients to take their medication. In Australia – they still force medications, on involuntary patients. STUPID, those staff are murderers. The woman on the right is a real-life hero woman named Collett Hughes, who is a lawyer, and is aware of the injustice that is going on in mental health institutes. As far as I know, she’s the only person that is aware of the injustice. She is trying to do something about it. It was portrayed in the movie that she got them to stop forcing patients to use antipsychotic medications, however they still do this in Australia, so I’m not sure whether she actually won or not, it was not clear. It is said after the movie, she focused on trying to get mental health wards to stop restraining patients in isolation. There was a line in the movie that really resonated with me it was when the lawyer was discussing the case with her colleague and noted that Elena had realized what was happening to her body due to the medication; it was killing her, and she was so furious about it she was willing to fight with a lawyer to get them to do something about it. This is how I feel about my life and what I’m trying to betray on my blog, the injustice of all the thefts, the rich people in society who like to play cat and mouse games, and try and inflict pain and injuries, and fear on other people, the stalking and harassment, the centerlink cunts.…all causing stress. Then including my seven-day forced lock up in a mental health ward to “determine whether I was crazy or not”, so many injustices, and so many things out of my control - all accumulating into making me furious, especially, how all those people just get away with it, and what’s more most of them think that they’re “helping”, like those stupid mental health workers in in this movie who have ended up killing Elenor Riese with their stupid money-making medications. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 25. Hollywood Movie Copycats re Milk story When that movie Fight Club came out, and, for many years after; the whole of Gunnedah was copying it. There were made up fights breaking out, there was contaminated food left right and centre. It was truly a disgusting time in the history of Gunnedah, and in my opinion the beginning of the demise of Gunnedah. When I left in 2018, everybody in Gunnedah hated everybody and all the retailers were stealing and overcharging, it was really a horrible place to live, and I believe there was a mass exodus, with people coming to the realisation and that there are far better places to live, not only culturally but weatherwise too! Do you see that milk seal, this is what Coles had to do, to stop young people who work in the milk industry from contaminating the milk. They are disgusting (not to mention stupid). Every single milk that I would receive from the supermarket (around 2015) had already been opened, there was definite sabotage going on, and one of the sons from one of their local milk companies was harassing me, and so this is what Coles have to do now, to their milk, so to make sure it doesn’t get tampered with. You know, the Dutch dairy farmers have invented something called “Fierljeppen”, which basically translates to River Pole Vaulting. So that’s what those farmers get up to in their spare time; come up with ways to jump the little rivulets that run through their farms, and they turned that game into a National sport. Compare them to the Australian farmers; you can really see how backwards Australians are, can’t you? Shame on Australian dairy farmer mothers for rearing backwards kids. This Australian behaviour is not going to change unless it’s talked about and dealt with (you idiots in charge who don’t have the guts to talk about this bogan behaviour). So, stop banning me from social media and let me get on with doing what needs to be done, so Australians can evolve into a somewhat “unretarded” nation. {That includes the Australian police; get off your arse and stop worrying so much about comradery, stop using the law to destroy people‘s lives, instead of getting rid of the real “Bogans”.} ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 26. Basic Consumer laws being Flaunted by Chinese seller This PayPal seller , is one of those dodgy sellers on Pinterest, who advertisers’ popular products for only $26, then later states; actual cost is 10 x that amount. She is dishonest, and she may or may not be aware, that it is against the law to sell like that. Products must be sold as advertised cost. You cannot deliberately deceive the customer like that. She sounds like she is from China – where they do not have any consumer laws. So could someone please tell her, what she is doing is against the law. And I know, nobody in Australia would do a dishonorable thing like that, otherwise, they would have the Department of Consumer Laws, on their back. I believe there have been victims, who have paid the $26, and have not received any product. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 27. Scam Podcasts Podcasts are a total scam, they’re all about product placement, and they have your IP address, and they know what you’ve downloaded, and who you are, so there will be targeted ads for you - they are sneaky bitches who are masters of manipulation. (Except ofcourse, Stuff You Should Know). I should mention this was back in 2015 or so, when there were hardly any podcasts back then. I was advised there are 1000s and 1000s now. But oh, I did have a problem with the bimbo dogs – they couldn’t but help themselves when they knew I was listening, to insert irresistible product placement Greedy Bloody Women. I can’t listen to podcasts unless the podcast is male, or joint both – yinyang, but certainly not any that are solely run by female – so disappointing. ☹️ 28. Raised Toilet for Adults, with Bidet and Dry Cloths, October 2022 New rental, new toilet set up!! Gone is my compost loo, but now, it is quite nice at night in the dark, when I get up in the middle of the night…not to have to worry about compost bugs biting my butt! I have arthritis in both of my knees (and fluid on one of them, whatever that means), So the issue I was facing was pain when I stood from a seated position, including the loo. So, I have raised my loo by 15cm. 15cm! I did it with my old wooden toilet seat – 5cm, then, with a Homecraft Raised Toilet Seat – 10cm. So easy now. Why don’t they make all toilets this size in the first place!! I recall visiting a public toilet in a park in Bundaberg last year, and OMG, it was like the ladies’ loo was built for a 5yr old little girl – tiny teeny, ridiculousness! Then, I still attached my handheld bidet that I use with cotton dry cloths, no paper wasted, and soo clean – BRILLIANT! ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 29. Sneaky Distraction Tactics to Win at Sports One time my sister and I decided to have a game of tennis. We went up to the local park that had at a tennis court (that anyone could play on - no charge, no one there to monitor it, - and what a really good idea ). So, we played. Now, while I did have tennis lessons when I was younger, I certainly didn’t claim to be proficient at tennis in anyway (chicken arms), and given my fairly uncompetitive nature, I expected my little sister to beat me easily. I wasn’t in it to win it. But what I noticed interestingly enough, as the tennis court was in a public area, there were specific people coming and going nearby, trying to distract me at key times, (yelling out, banging and tapping….) to try and get me to lose. I’m not even sure they would be friends of Penny’s, I’m thinking they were just dogs who play sides (I have mentioned them before, they were on Facebook too, they follow me, and are obsessed with me, and want me to lose in every situation. – unfortunatly not a figment of my imagination, and they have always been female, although this is changing). Then, there were other people, who could see the girls trying to make me lose, and they intern would try and stop them. At this point in my life, I know how rotten people are, so this kind of unsportsmanship like behaviour, didn’t surprise me at all. What did surprise me, was they thought I had a chance to beat my sister in the first place! Lol! And this reminds me of a story I saw on TV with a famous soccer player talking about what he did; A skilled soccer player, was about to shoot, had a clear shot into the goal. The goalie recognises the fact, that at that moment, the contest, was a battle of wills, because both of them were equally skilled, and so the goalie had to do something to interrupt the kickers train of concentration, and thought process, and imagery. So, he cleverly came up with a tactic to distract, and that was to do a little unusual dance just before the kicker made the kick. Goddamn sneaky, and smart, and very affective, and I wonder why nobody has thought of it before, albeit extremely sportsmanship like, but I guess when the steaks are several million dollars, players aren’t really thinking of sportsmanship like tactics. And another one, that I found extremely hilarious, {I was laughing about it for weeks}, and still do; a famous basketball player would use his “image transfer” skills, to show opponents he was going to take the ball left, but then in reality, he turned right!! So, they were already headed left, and he was off, clear path down the court!! Perfect use of his skill! For history buffs; James VI and I (King of Scotland), and VI King of England, and King James I of Ireland – {all the same person}, who wrote the book "Demonology", and caused unspeakable carnage for 100’s of women. YOU LOOSE. The intangible is not evil. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 30. Bush Turkey at Sarina Can’t blame the Bush Turkeys. Why do the rail workers think it is perfectly acceptable to beep their train horns multiple times at 3:15 am in the morning? Yoo Hoo – IT IS NOT. They would wake up the whole small town of Sarina. Are they socially retarded? Yes, they are. And they are trespassing on all the sleeping citizens with their imposing behaviour. {when I first heard them, I thought they must be beeping all the wandering drunk loosers off the tracks. – 5 pubs in this small 5500 populated town. 5} Every night I am woken up, if it is not the rail workers, its something else – I am so sick of being disturbed during my sleep. (aaahh – yelling really really loudly) {again, last night 16th June 2023, 303am; loud train, then train beep – the whole town being woken for no reason} Finally after two years, I figured out a way to get rid of the train problem, and it was by simply stating on my blog, after I'd mentioned that I've been banned everywhere online, as bullies do not want the public to know what I have to say - so after that, I said “apparently the rail workers read my blog with great interest, and toot with every new story – they like to say whether they like they story or not like it!” and ever since I wrote that, I haven't heard a peep out of them! Lol Plus, I've just discovered my new thieving neighbours who have stolen food from me since when I was living at Colosseum/Miriam Vale, are moving in 2 months’ time - so thank goodness, because chain-smoking is truly disgusting. Every time they light up, and 1 is unemployed, so here all the time, bored and smoking, the smoke just comes directly into my carport area and then into my desk space, and kitchen, and then out through the toilet - it is truly disgusting. I have to hold my breath and race to shut the door. And I start coughing if I can’t hold my breath long enough. I mean talk about "poor conditions", and living in a "poor" area. In my opinion, this is truly the epitome of "poor" - having to put up with somebody else's chain-smoking smoke - it's disgusting. I put in a complaint to the real estate to extend the carport petition all the way to the roof, so the smoke wouldn't come in next door, they said no. In fact, they didn't even say no, they didn't bother getting back to me, and I had to ask them a couple of months later as to the outcome of my request. NO. Ray White Real Estate this is. I have had not had any more problems from the Bush turkeys digging up my plants after writing this either! Life Stories P17 NEXT About P1 , About P2, Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9 , LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15 , LSP16, LSP17 (this), LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22, Items stolen at Builyan Miriam Vale, QLD | Emily Bieman's Blog 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). 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. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 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. ​ ​ 4. 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. Gardening Australia put that young 16yr old on Gardening Australia – I thought at the time reward for bad behaviour. But there was a police couple looking after that small community, and I had reported thefts to them. Could have been them? 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. 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 thana 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 5. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 6. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 7. 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….. ​ ​ ​ 8. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 9. 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. ​ ​ ​ 10. Orange Tree was poisoned at Builyan - -no photo Possible someone following me around with a sprayer? 11. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix, stolen at Colosseum, QLD, 2019 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 f stupid dog who 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. 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. Unknown people harassing me, unknown people stealing from me Fuck off you stupid 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? Until I saw a neighbour here 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? He is probably 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. He was the type of person that would be manipulated by bimbo women like her in to stealing from me. Not that I talked to him for longer than 3 seconds when we met, but he is the brother of Sally Skipper – the school swimming carnival girl; 2nd born, trying to impress the girls, his sister. (Read my Product Placement story too) I have not managed to catch either on my security cameras yet, but given stupid bimbo dog nature I’m pretty sure I will soon enough. I am surrounded by morons always. Maybe she is with the Bunnings bimbos who are still trying to catch me shop lifting!! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. So she, tired of not seeing me shoplift, has herself decided to steal. A boredom thief. I have since 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 15-20 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. His sister btw, I am fairly certain, was in the same year as Turnballs daughter – see, a big network of arrogant thieves. 12. 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. ​ ​ ​ 13. 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. ​ ​ ​ 14. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ 15. Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off Btw, 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. Wish I got a photo of them. 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) 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. 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. That means you Gina Burn. - since I uploaded this, gone. 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, and lined them 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, due to workboot sabotage. I literally have stupid bimbo people attacking my feet. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 16. 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, someone stole my plant container, and get this; to use to put MY plants in, and steal them direct out of my shade house. UNBELIEVABLE Could be landlord’s kids related, Jess? Btw, this box/ tub was from Gunnedah recycling centre, it has 4 holes in the bottom and has “Gunnedah recycling” written on the side aswell as the number 18 (from a previous address) so it will be easy to spot 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. 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? ​ ​ ​ 17. 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. ​ ​ ​ 18. 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. ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ 19. 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' Previous 1 2 3 4 Next