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, (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 (or worse, she's probably one of those stupid little dogs that steal from me? maybe even a neighbour at Petersham?? I can't believe the stupid women at image clothing would do that? fucked girls fucked women.) 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 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 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). 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. 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. 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? No image with this one; The internet and social media - hand of God. 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. 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. 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). Correlation between being bullied and getting sick I have to further add to my Deliberate not Deliberate story above. It’s where 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 private 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 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. So, whilst that last one wasn’t really a direct correlation between being bullied and getting sick, like what I’m implying with this story. That being, if you’re picked on and feeling, not so self-assured, and not so confident as you usually are, 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 affect. 8. 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, because she is not the first, - but this one takes the cake for being the biggest 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}. 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. I’ve started taking photos of them when I enter a building now, same across all receptionists in all areas - it works, they do not want other people to know they are merely pervy little thieving bitches. They are cowards. 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. (My dad, never raped anyone in this world or the metaphysical world) I know of men who do, there was one at Builyan, my next-door neighbour, 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 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. Btw, it was this particular photostory, of that stupid bimbo receptionists and her probable raping father, that, I was later told by Roz Watson, that helped Sharon Morgan check to see if I was crazy – I was not. I still am not, in case any of you are wondering – checked, and declared sane and healthy. It’s amazing how people would prefer to think of me as crazy rather than acknowledge the truth. It seems anyone who accuses a man of rape in this manner, is considered nuts. Stupid Sharon Morgan. It’s’ like they HAVE NO IDEA. NONE. So naïve. Not to mention asleep at the wheel {unwoke?}. I can assure you; it happens. Most people, including some men, aren’t even aware that it happens, (because people who are aware, are oppressed, and don’t talk about it), for exactly this reason like how I was accused of being crazy. 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, - 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. 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. 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. 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. 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 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, 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 TORMENT 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/ 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. 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. 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, she was someone who was there because she ‘winges’ – like a baby, she is ‘over empathetic’ of other people, their mere attitude affects her. 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). 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 – 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 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 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) but after I had finished, and was dressed, outside, they do 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. 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. 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. 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?}. 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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emilyconstancebieman, life stories, blog HOME PAGE, About P1, There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. ABOUT P1 BTW, females are the biggest persecutors in my life. Women are woman’s worst enemy. It seems as long as you don’t earn more money than them, eat better than them, have a nicer car than them, then, and only then are they ‘sweet’ and respectful to you. SUCH JEALOUSY. Jealousy from other women, and woman following me around/stealing from me, is my biggest bane. They are such perverts. Here, here is my life blog – no need to be a pervert. (So weird; fuck off). And, I am way too strong willed to be married! Besides, men are too weak; all they want to do is fight. I even find if I encounter a married man, all they still want from any other woman, is to “wrestle” - and even better if they’re not married to her, as not only do they not need to be respectful at all , but they won’t have any problems with other men coming around for retaliation. They are such cowards too. Hopeless. What’s more, they do not recognize their weakness; they think fighting is being strong – juveniles!! Take Barrack Obama for in instance – what a smooth talker- and so smart and good looking (!), but what happened in his career – oh guess what – a WAR. There seems to be no exceptions to my theory of weakness. Btw, I have known stupid woman just like that too, with a tendency to fight like a rabid dog; I believe it is a learnt ‘personality trait’, from being around / growing up with arsholes. You know being poor, is better than being around arsholes. Think about it. Leave! So having said that, still women are the biggest problem in my life, and in society as far as I am concerned - I have to write this blog because people are scum. I am saving myself from them. My blog has had a very positive affect on my life, writing about the way it is and things that exactly happened to me, has resulted in a greatly reduced number of thefts (but they still do it). The harassment from within Kookaburra park at Gin Gin has basically gone, apparently, I have woken them all up!! Writing my blog has been the best way to combat specific problems that I have within society. This Blog is more effective than the police. Although I suspect the police read it, as I have called the police many times whilst at Gunnedah, to try and combat the thievery, not that they did anything, but possibly 1 or 2 may also have become obsessed with me as a result. So here, they can see more than what they could understand if I just phoned them up and complained about all the thefts. Many people, especially young police, do not really understand all the tactics used by evil thieving women. So this blog started off mostly about describing the thieving ugliness of what is going on in my life (and how I feel about that – it’s no good just writing what about what these dogs do, you have to put down how they make you feel – if you just say what happened, bullies will laugh, but if you add; if you were here, I would verbally bazooka bomb your head off, OR WORSE (edited for coward society and bimbo mother oppression censorship made-up rules), then it makes a difference, they can start to see, and little bits of empathy will sieve through their little brains (sometimes you need to be extremely emphatic ). And rack off all musicians , more about them later. Just writing about it here in the public arena has put an end to a lot of the problems I was experiencing from bullies. It’s truly amazing in fact, how this blog has really helped me. So, at first it was just describing stolen items with photos, (photos see people can see, real items being stolen (there seems to be a lot of narcs in the police who refuse to believe me)) but it has progressed into stories from my life, observations, general grievances, - a lot of grievances! And things that are good, things that are bad, ways to improve quality of life on mass from behaviour changes, not just money. I heard someone say “how typical” a woman, she has found a way to ‘nag’ even though she’s not married! 😁. Most little stories on here have been thought about well in advance before I write them, sometimes years, but I notice there are certain types who read my Blog, then want to remind me of any bits of my stories that I may have left out !! Or any facts that they think I should know in relation as to the 'why' and the 'motivation' of people, which sometimes is helpful, so thank you, but generally that is an overstepping of boundaries, and usually done by someone with the mental health problem of "narcissism" - which I have discovered is a big problem in Australia, and a lot of my winging on my Blog , as it turns out, is specifically about this personality type. Although, I suspect the real reason, the main one as to why I have been persecuted in this repetitive minor way over 20-30 yrs, was because I was HAPPY - happy, unmarried, single, no money - yet still HAPPY – the dogs just couldn't stand it. {And I say minor persecution like that, because some people will, and do turn around, and say to me, “oh, well, was your house bombed (?), was your whole family killed and shot by soldiers (?), etc etc”}. The harassment and stalking is so prevalent on a daily basis, that I believe now there are people orchestrating parts of my life to incorporate ‘pain and negativity’, so they don't have to see someone who's happy and get jealous. Can you believe that? I am just too irritatingly happy! I know this is to be 100% true I've had stupid bimbos read it and then “evacuate” out of my life, it's like “oh, I'm not jealous anymore – I can see her anger and resentment, plus she has no money!!” So even the need to ‘control me’ has been reduced, by those stupid women wanting a “project” (real reason why some twit women have kids) or want to use me to product place. – Although, there's a lot of people who want to do that, so get in line! I need to say those jealous women are truly dysfunctional - as in MENTALLY UNWELL, they want to see me in pain, just as much as they are. So if I put down all the things that are painful in my life on this blog, they are vindicated, and thus not jealous. It's like how I mentioned on one of my stories, about the chocolate shop, (one of the longest established business in Australia) if I went there every week and had my HIGHLY DESIRED chocolate, the shop would be closed down, because of the dogs who don't want to see me happy, NOT KIDDING. They really can't stand it – yet STILL follow me around. TOTALLY SICK. So, some of those narcs are in positions of power or are just rich, so they can just close the shop down, they do all sorts of wicked things. Now while that story about the chocolate was an example of what could happen, all my stories here actually happened. The chocolate shop is still open! Aside from the thefts, and verbal harassment out in public , (more about that later, as this is a HUGE problem - dogs yelling out at me out in public, nonsensically), but one of the other biggest ‘banes’ in my life, as a single woman, are people (cunts), in the community who want “to teach me a lesson”. This has been an ongoing problem all my adult life, it’s a huge nuisance. They are nuisance people who do it – 3rd borns. There has been so many instances, but as an example; the court incident at Gin Gin. If I wanted to save myself, I had to go to court. The dogs basically put me in the situation where I had to learn about the ‘court rules’, and how to win at court, as before when I went to save my Bond at Gladston Court, I was quite naive and didn’t know what was expected in a court situation. So, the second time round, of course I got it right, and but like it was all unnecessary. The only reason I had to go was because the dogs wanted to teach me a lesson on how to win in court. Annoying, time wasting and stressful. And btw, what I really learnt, as much as the dogs do not want to admit it; in court, it does not matter if you are right or wrong, it is the person who ‘presents’ as ‘godly’ and plays by the unwritten social rules, who will win. There was another instance, with a male flatmate who wanted to teach me lesson (God knows what about!), but he locked the big doors, so that when I moved I would have to take the large furniture out the other narrow way - just a typical arsehole thing to do. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about it last week AM. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully cunts. Get off my back you stupid monkees. There are heaps more instances, like my current Real Estate at the moment; trying to teach me a lesson – the cunts were signing about last week am. But, all it is, is bullying 101, even though they think they’re being righteous “we will show her” - and they’re not, they are just being bully arseholes. Some people think this whole blog has been brought about simply not owning my own home, or at least not having the security of safe living accommodations. Infact before I go further I will put here this story, called “I totally get screwed in Australia because I have no privacy”; so, what happens (all the time), if I notice something good, and want it, suddenly 50 other million dogs want it too, so then because of demand (and greedy people), I can't get it and my plan gets thrown out the window. This has been pretty much true in every single area of my life, not just ideas, little ideas, and projects that I do, but including housing, work, and career. All there are in this country are thieving dogs. I blame mothers breeding like rabbits. I will give you an example, in 2006 I ended up living in this nice house, and you know I thought how nice it would be to own a house like this, and I kind of did some calculations and figured out the difference between renting and purchasing at that particular time in my life; mid-thirties. I figured out that it was actually a much better option for me to rent rather than purchase. It would be the cheapest option. But at that time in my life, I didn't have to factor in expensive rents or availability of rentals. Because to that point in my whole adult life, I'd had no problems ever, finding somewhere to live, and paying a cheap rent, (what I could afford). So, that was the decision, renting forever. I didn't think too much of it again - little did I know what was instore come 15 years’ time. Anyway, the following week, after figuring all this out, I think I might've written all my calculations on paper as well, but guess what segment appears on The Morning Show on channel 7? - a whole segment about how “it's cheaper to rent rather than purchase” with David Koch. So, I definitely know this is NOT A COINCIDENCE. The fact that this media, did a whole segment on something I had just figured out, and by putting it on television, so many people would see that, and thought to themselves too “renting it is then” - THIS is a main contributing reason why I'm having so many problems at this point in my life, if I didn't have any dogs perving on my personal intelligence, then I would have no problems now living somewhere, and paying rent. The fact that I have dogs following me around copying everything I do, is why I don't have anywhere to live at the moment. Those people have NO RESPECT for my privacy, total bullies. The dog network. Fuck all of them. This whole “teach her lesson” is specifically related to being a single woman. An easy bully target. (I just know so many people, married woman, who would think “what, no, there’s not people in the community who do that – it must be all in your head”. Well WRONG, they DO do it.). I do recall back, in 2005 when I was doing my Horticulture course at TAFE, I was experiencing a lot of problems at that time within the Gunnedah community, I mean atrocious behaviour, harassing, tormenting, following me around, - total invasion of my privacy, by, as far as I knew, complete strangers, but ones with major dysfunction (socially retarded). I really had no defence, no one on-side, I did have people I could talk to, but I felt, they thought, if they really took the time to listen, and are made to be fully aware and conscious of what’s going on in my life, then they will feel obliged to do something, like they literally have to do something about these awful people, so then they would have to become some sort of “action hero”!! which they don't want, and which is really a little odd, because I do not expect anyone to be any action type hero, and in fact I know that’s a role certainly that no-one in my family is going to play! And because they feel like that, I can’t even talk about what’s directly going on in my life. Bizarro world. {I do expect police to do something about the blatent crimes}. But it was my head teacher at Tafe, who I had problems with anyway, he was a little bit of a misoge. BUT, he could actually see what was going on, as these people would harass me at Tafe in the classroom too, whilst they were outside (always from afar, such bully cowards). Basically, he’s one of those rare persons that could actually see what was going on in my life. Not many people can really see , let alone make any helpful suggestions - he suggested I write everything that happens to me down. Cole, was his name, such good advice. And I had forgotten that I did actually do that, for the remainder of the short time I lived in town, in Gunnedah. I found it this year and read it - and oh my gosh it was so bad the things that were happening to me back then, I don’t know how I manage to survive! Of course, it wasn’t on the Internet back then, it was just on my computer, in word. So, I think actually putting it online in public view, is key, it has made the difference this year, keep reading you will see. Plus, verbally writing your ‘beef’ with someone, should be commended, it far outweighs physical violence or stealing from your enemy, like what I have encounted. (Dysfunctional unhealthy twits). Ofcourse you too may have to resort to your own blog, as the oppressive nazis who run social media now cannot anywhere near handle the truth about life – they want to perpetuate fake fairy-tale world. I find in life even really good people need to be reminded to do the right thing, reminded not to lie, steal, or cheat. Reminded to be honest, reminded to be honourable. People need reminding. I have been accused of lying several times now, and being crazy, when in fact they’re the ones who are as blind as bats, and just can’t see what’s going on - you know this infuriates me; people’s stupidity - but I’ll try not to be too judgemental at their naivete, we were all young once. My Blog has come about in 2020, due to being 'chased off' by bullies and 'ban' from social media, and being advised (inadvertently by the blonde dogs) that I could say whatever I liked, but only on my website, but I couldn’t say whatever I liked on social media, which I definatly don’t adhere to, but that was their rule, that they came up with. They didn’t like me and didn’t like what I had to say about the world. {They think it’s up to them, what I say on social media – they are so arrogant (and wrong)}. Sidebar: You know one day I was watching a YouTube show about illegal littering and rubbish dumping in Ireland by its councils. It's an extreme problem today, as it was 20, 40, 60 years ago. They are just turning a blind eye towards it, there is no policing or regulation at all. What they showed was disgusting, and a total unlawful disgrace. It showed some of the men responsible too, it named them. And I'm thinking, you know I bet those men haven't been ban from Facebook, and most social media platforms? And look what rotten evil people they are. Yet call a stupid blonde a stupid blonde on FB, and you're ban for 4 years! Case in point stupid blondes. Case in point. Actually, I was later advised by birdy, the real reason (as FB never said why they ban me,{mmm, because the name calling would be stupid wouldn’t it?}, so it was because they didn't want me to ‘name and shame’, they think humiliating someone who steals from me is not right (whereas everybody knows that it is the right thing to do when it's the only way to combat ADULT bully thieves and crime), aside of course from making them pay money- but since nobody actually holds these bimbos accountable, name and shame it is. Btw, those dogs who are obsessed with me, and track me online, EVERYWHERE I go, (to ban me, and make sure I stay banned), is one of those poeple who doesn’t want anyone to think about anything negative; they don’t want anyone to know about the thieves. They don’t want anyone to know about the harassment, nor any of the home truths about life, such as what I discuss on this blog. They seriously want to sweep everything under the carpet. So weird. They want everyone to be barbie bimbo happy. They are seriously dysfunctional and I can’t believe some idiot has put them in charge of banning people. There is absolutely no hope when you’ve got stupid dogs like that being allowed to ban the truth. I am really a ‘homebody’ type, and not a ‘party girl’ type, never have been a party girl, as I have never found people that great, mostly, actually, I find people rude, unaccepting and threatened by me (well, I mean, I do have big hair!) but I do like being on my own, I never feel lonely or depressed, ever. Happy not to be connected with other people, I like my own company, I can find happiness and joy on my own, I don’t need anybody else to feel whole. I often find, it’s not “the bad guys” out there who are stealing, it's the people who are directly in your life, and know what you’re up to, your habits, and what goes on. I would like to state that I have never caught anyone red-handed stealing from me, so I only have my assumptions and suspicions on who is stealing from me. If I had hard and fast direct proof, which is what the police require, I would most definitely have taken my issues to the police and they could have done something about the thieves, and then that would’ve been the end of that. But life is not that simple, easy or pleasant. Thieves are sneaky, and do not wish to be caught. They have many friends, they know how to play the game. They are fucked weak people. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, because, how dare someone steal from me! And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all. I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. (Its insanely so). I have been advised by people who know me, that I have to change my “anger” on here because it makes people think that I am a homicidal psychopath maniac, when they know me to not be that. But I am that angry about these thefts and harassment, so I don't want to change it too much. You'll have to work out (reader), you'll have to separate the fact that I am a healthy psychological person, but I'm angry about these negative issues. I have rewritten some, reworded some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho with my suspicions. But I do want to really portray how angry I was, still am, and how much of the thief’s 'dysfunction', has been passed across to me, resulting in a changed psyche in certain areas. Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken (after about 5yrs), and I’ll not forget or forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. I make no apologies for my blog, it is the most important thing that I’ve done in helping combat nazi bullies, (‘nazi’, being NOT a reference to Germans, but a personality trait – those types seem to be drawn to me, married females, especially – moth to flame situation, if only they really knew me! Hence these stories). I really am astounded by guilty party reactions. You Know, you don’t get to be a bully, and then pretend like it never happened. I know certain IT nerds/little girl mentality people, can hear me, and say, hear my bitching about the latest item that’s been stolen by some stupid unknown dog - as I frequently do, as they steal so many items, I am constantly reminded of stupid bimbo thieves on a regular basis. And those non thinking bimbo nerds assume I was talking to them, and so think I am attacking them, and so wish to seek revenge, like kill my cats or steal more. They are not altogether right in the head. I believe to invoke such a reaction – they must be guilty anyway, but perhaps guilty of something else. I don’t personally know any bimbo IT nerds at all, nor any ebay staff, nor any TV/Movie industry people. I like to keep to myself, but generally on the whole, think of myself as good natured, and certainly respectful to other people when I interact with them, always. Bullies, usually well-established people in the community, that have well-paid jobs, and are popular with a lot of friends, coast along thinking they are untouchable, and they can treat other people badly, just because they don’t like something about you, or don’t know you very well, they think it gives them a right to have a go at you, like being unmarried or being a single mother for instance, and no one is going to see or know, but with the Internet/Photos/videos, social media, this can and has changed, bully behaviour can be brought into light. Those people can’t stand this, as it gives the downtrodden and victims a voice, I have been ban from many social media websites. Technology is really a wonderful thing. Although the Internet and social media is now heavily monitored, all the good ones have retired wealthy, and now it has been taken over by the google dogs. The theory of; Australia is a democracy, you can say what you want, and you have free speech, SO LONG AS YOU DON’T DO IT IN PUBLIC, is not something I adhere to. I have the right to be a single woman, so funky off, you dafty dogs who are constantly telling me to "pick up". (what’s wrong with you). Yes bunnings bimbos, that includes you, in fact it is mainly you I am talking about (more about them later), oh and the Doctors, at Sarina Clinic - I'm talking to you too, they did the same thing. Ha ha – a single woman – your worst nightmare so it seems. Before I start describing this persecution, I will do a quick rundown of what I do, (it is mostly true, what you do is who you are 😃). Then later I will talk about my whole life, as in distinct memories with significance. Graduated from NEGS in 1991, moved to Sydney, finished an Associate Diploma in Fashion Production in 1993. Worked 10 years in the fashion industry, the ‘rag trade’, with a career highlight as a designer for Grave Attire – clothes for Romantic Goths! Did 1yr of temp nanny work. Moved back up to my home town Gunnedah for the next 18yrs where I established a seed and plant business on a farm. Was ‘outcast’ from Gunnedah in 2018. I now reside in Queensland where I continue my seed/plant business, but also design fabrics/wallpapers/accessories, and do the occasional sewing job. My passions now, are my fabrics, ferns and flowers. I design and sell fabrics inspired by Australian Native Flora, and also stripes. I am a creative person. - I did sell heaps on SF, but then a stupid bitch ban me and deleted my account, so I have not sold any since, (and no I will not be starting again with a new account you stupid female bimbos). But I do have a website (badly kept) with all my collections, should you be interested, but as I cannot sell them anymore and make money, so I don’t really do them anymore – so that was a bit of blow, as I really enjoyed that avenue of creativity, plus it was better work physically for my body. (I hope those spnfl dogs get their comeuppance) - https://emilybiemanfabrics.wixsite.com/emilybiemanfabrics/collections I also sell Native seed here - https://www.locaseeds.com.au/shop/farmplantsandseeds oh, no, scrap that, I was ban from that in 2024 by Daniel Breves Ribeiro; you can’t tell me how to speak, you idiot. – pretty sure he was stealing from me too, as monthly sales figure did not add up, so other dogs intervened and another forced “ban”). I used to have a shop on ebay, (for 6 yrs) but they ban me too (nazi copycats). But after I was ban from the newer one, I was able to create another shop on ebay under a different name – AustralianBackyardNatives. I have to now use prepaid tracking envelopes in order to stop the theft on ebay with fake reports of “did not receive”. Dogs are trying to sabotage my seed business BIG TIME, they are doing atm on facebook commenting and groups. They are winning due to how stupid and easily manipulated people are. https://www.ebay.com.au/usr/australianbackyardplantsandseeds Actually, I need to have a ranting paragraph here – I know it’s a bit early in my Blog to start such tirades but, as I was constructing my 6th shadehouse today, after it had been vandalized too, this came to me: I work hard in doing what I do, I have degenerative disease in my all-lower Ls to prove it: planting out hundreds of trees/shrubs/natives/herbs/food plants, it's PHYSICALLY HARD WORK, for many years, without much money, often none. Paving the way for nature. In this respect – it has paid off BIG TIME. But it is painful at times, physically exhausting. Most people would not do it – they are lazy, and just don’t think about nature, and are careless about all the little critters that make up nature. Yet, I have these fucking stupid JEALOUS bimbo women who steal everything I do, everything, all that I work hard to do. Not only stupid bimbo little girls plus their MINIONS from the television/movie industry steal, but stupid women who work for the government steals from me, plus stupid Workforce Australia steals from me - stupid female Jobs Providers steal from me – radio DJs/producers steal from me, bimbo women in the fashion industry steals from me, stupid neighbours steal for me, gardening people steal from me, idiot young people in the community steal from me, fucked in the head landlord is stealing from me - the stupid police are stealing from me. I hope you all blow yourselves up - you stupid thieving idiots. And fuck off, you stupid badly raised humans who don’t know how to live. Anyway, back to my About: I also write knit patterns, I used to sell them on Rav, but they deleted my profile - nazis too, ARE THEY PUPPETS?) Although now living here in the subtropics, my knitting needs are very minimal! I do miss it! By the way, I’m a trained seamstress, if you want, I could make a tailored pair of pants suited to your size specifically, and your fit, whether it be wide leg or cigarette leg. Like I did for myself – such a nice fit, so lovely wearing pants that fit! But guess what, I’ve had quite a bit of experience of making clothes for women, and as NO women would like to pay me properly, for the time that it takes to make a pair of tailored pants, or tries to get out of paying the agreed price, trying to make it a win/lose situation, win for them and lose for me, or tries to create problems and refits, or does not trust my judgement over theirs; I’m not going to offer this service anymore - you all lose. I am an avid gardener, planting out 1000’s of native plants – if you want to feel ‘good vibes’ - plant out dozens of plants where ever you go, surround yourself in nature. The powers that be, have handicap my foot, (to try and slow me down, and make sure I'm sitting on that couch watching telly, or should I say iPad now - I have watched a lot of good shows!) I have many passions, including food, gardening, native plants, swimming, art/crafts, cats and sunrooms full of ferns. I am of the firm belief; regular massage will prolong your life, and it’s a secret!! People still don’t realise this fact in Australia, otherwise there would be massage salons on every street block! Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. Not having kids was the best decision I have ever made. You cannot be a renter, and have kids; just does not work, no stability or security. BTW, if you’re a couple and can’t have kids DON’T HAVE KIDS. I mean can’t you recognise a real sign when you see one. Breeders - you are destroying the planet. TOO MANY PEOPLE. Also, I want to mention, as I have family members who could not conceive, and so they went through the whole IV treatment. And I have a VERY distinct feeling that those people who told them that it failed and they had to keep repeatedly coming back and spending thousands of dollars on treatments (6 or 7 times I think) - this is a deliberate moneymaking game. People are prey, high income earners are prey. People with certain reputations are prey. Contrary to what you might think, this country is run by women who know how to wrought the system. Plus, countless couples I see, buying their family home which only has 1 or 2 bedrooms, then they have 3 kids! Like ‘der’, did you think that you would win the lottery in a couple of years and be able to afford a mansion with five bedrooms? bumble bumble bumble - it’s house first, then kids . Thankfully, I know there are a lot of childless couples too, which pleases me immensely. - $50 award for them! What’s your legacy? (and no, your kids don't count – although if you do that, important to get that part right). Queensland has no water because bubble women keep breeding like rabbits, Australia has passed its population capacity, not to mention greedy politicians wanting their investment housing prices to go up - so they increase immigration. In fact, looking at the big picture, I can’t believe Australia allows any immigration at all; the reason why other countries have emigration is because of over population in their own countries, there is no place for them, it is not from war, it is from over population. So, Australia is being used by those unorganised non-thinking countries. It’s like Australians are playing blind deaf and dumb, and are giving themselves away. Well… I guess you could fit a whole heap more in, up at Cooktown 😃 As a renter without the security of my own home, I feel very strongly about over-population. It is a plain and simple problem – and, yes, condoms are the most serious necessity, to the survival, of the human race. {The opposite of what is traditionally thought - populate or perish, it is not the 50's anymore. If only I could be a philanthropist!} And then I wouldn’t be donating money, I would be donating condoms, and not only to skanky unmarried girls, or third world countries (that’s actually if they exist anymore, times have changed since I was a child) but especially to anyone under the age of 30, as I don’t believe any women under the age of 30 is smart enough / experienced enough to raise a child. And donations especially to areas where there is no water, and so population needs to be minimal, - would be high a priority. But I did not write this blog to be entertaining, as a 1st born I don't have that 'need to please' desire that so many 3rd borns have (!). But I found as I come back and update, my writing is actually improving somewhat, and becoming more interesting. I have my moments in between all the ranting and raving. Well, because I am now, at age 47 (2020), I am too angry not to do anything about all the thieving, and being forced to be a victim. So, aswell as all the injustices that I experience, I can more clearly see the problems facing all Australians. This blog is my duty, the stories - someone’s gotta say some of these things that don’t ever get said in polite society. I’m saying it. And I am not going to hold back, be prepared to be offended, as I am angry and out for ‘verbal blood’ (only primary school teacher brainwashed non-thinkers get offended by swear words) - this website really works. One thing I’ve noticed, I am amazed at how bullies will bully you, then they will insist you still act in a pleasant manner towards them, and pretend it never happened or, it was all ‘just’ behaviour!! What a joke they are. And you can see how this blog about my life, is a threat to their way of thinking – a reminder about their shameful behaviour. I have noticed this is a recurring theme that happens a lot, - act badly then expect it all to be OK. There are many instances where I’ve been attacked by people, and for those people, it’s never going to be alright, not ever – being young and stupid is not an excuse either. Sometimes those people apologize, then expect it still to be OK. Well, it’s not, a mere apology is not going to suffice in a lot of deliberate attack instances. I am NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU. And this “never happened” is another big reason I do my Blog – IT DID HAPPEN, and you ARE a revolting person. SEE. (If I had a family / kids / girls, there wouldn’t be any stupid girls in it – I guess I have same expectations for the rest of society.) Instead of 2020, I should have started writing about my life back in 1997, when I was at Hornsby, and people starting harassing me more so than average (so, could be Centrelink bimbo nazi related, more on Centrelink nazis later. But I have to say, the way the Australian government prevents poverty for the whole community, has greatly improved and should be commended, but she has a long way to go in its understanding of the human psyche, and the roll parents and teachers play in evolving the human spirit. I’ve actually been followed around by dogs all my adult life, at work, not at work, on the street, in shops, in supermarkets while choosing the veges…at home, - it makes no difference just constant doggedness (by doggedness, I basically mean persistent disrespect, by people, usually young women, who follow me – just like how a stray dog would, hence the term dogs.) And it does not matter what I do, whether I am unemployed or working, in a good job, or working in a bad job, I am always going to have this persistent disrespect because I am single and different from the average. The “single” part seems to be the main reason of their stupid doggedness, as when I am accompanied, no dogs). But I love being single, I would not have it any other way, -why it is such a problem for other people, especially women, is weird – THIS YOUR PROBLEM, NOT MINE. You know, you do not need to be partnered, to find joy, happiness and satisfaction in life. There seems to be some female bimbo who is under the impression that it is compulsory in life , to partner up with someone and get married. “Pair up”. Could somebody please set that naive bimbo right, she needs serious help; It is not compulsory. There is no such rule. You are free to do as you please in regards to relationships with people, or not with people. And the world is so over populated, you have the privilege now, of choosing not to have kids. You are lucky to be alive now. And if someone wants to brave it alone, it is their right to do so. And you know if there weren’t as many cowards as there are, out there, getting married for the sake of being partnered up in life, then this would not be such an issue. Someone told me (someone famous) I am followed by female dogs because I dress well, so they perceive me to ‘have money’ – they follow ‘money’ looking for an opportunity. Weird, and stupid thieving Australian dogs. Actually, I think, maybe the reason they are stealing from me is because they wish they were a king, and they see me, and think that I am a natural ‘king’ personality, and they resent it, and thus steal. 😁 They so wish they were the king! - you are never going to be the king, because you steal from me, like a little minion! Someone else said it was because they can hear music when I hear music, I am alike the ‘pied piper’!! (where’s the cliff!) Someone told me it’s an IQ thing, people that don’t have such a good IQ tend to be reflective people who will follow me, and I really wonder why I get these women who follow me, there have been so many that I just think there must be no smart women left at all in Australia? I know they must exist, they must! What’s going wrong? Did I encourage you in any way to follow me? Did I invite you into my life? Did I ask anything of you? NO, I DID NOT – you are not welcome in my life at all. {Someone told me those people are often delusional , and have thought, that I waved at them (or something), to invite or encourage them to follow me.} No waving, or something , ever. I want to further add to dressing well. I love people who take pride and effort in their daily choice of dress - I don’t mean spending on expensive brands, I mean dressing with thought and creativity. Besides, in healthy populations, dressing well, commands respect, and everyone wants respects. Now, I sew all my own clothes, so I guess it’s easy for me to say this that. But on the other hand, I know there are people who are hung up on looks and appearances, and especially being “cool”. And, geewhiz, those people kind of annoy me, you know, it’s normal to get old, and not be ‘young and beautiful’ any more. Completely normal to get a ‘frumpy’ look as you get older. Completely normal to develop scars and or exaggerated features, and or whatever happens to you as you get older…. So could that one-dimensional person please bugger off, life is too short for your shallowness. {of course if you keep the weight off, as you get older, can still continue to horseride - such a joy!} Later updating this page, I did a word count for the word ‘dog’ it appears no less than 70 times! So I want to add here: COULD YOU PLEASE PUT YOUR DOGS ON A LEASH, they are problematic for me, they cause monumental problems for me, and it has nothing to do with me. So I resent having stupid dogs on my back, when they should be leashed. Plus, there seems to be no acknowledgement of the fact that there are ‘dogs’ in society, human dogs, that need to be leashed. (Aside from at my new latest address who do signs “she’s here, leash your dogs” lol!). Having said that, I've noticed I throw the name now to anyone who is on my back. So they may not necessarily fall into that specific NON-THINKING ATTACK TYPE OF PERSONALITY, but they're just a nuisance, so I name call, plus there reasons for being a nuisance is probably dog related anyway. Cameras, CCTV cameras, security cameras, phone recorders, mirror car cameras, reversing cameras, body cams, they’re all brilliant. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. Since I started wearing Bodycam (and I’ve only been into town a few times since I started), but so far, I have caught two people stealing from me on camera (Mitre 10 and Northside Produce), two people behaving badly (bikini bitches), and two people behaving oddly (Ace hardware, at least that hardware does not steal, but they cunts). By the way, it’s not just me grateful for cameras. I’ve heard that not only the police, but councils love street cameras, there’s been a great reduction in street violence with the strategic placement of cameras in hotspots, like outside pubs. BTW, pubs are for alcoholics, hard-core alcoholics. In case you haven’t noticed, times have changed since everybody frequented pubs, it’s not everybody now, it’s just the alcoholics. Also, one of the Abo Elders mentioned, when they were brainstorming ways to reduce crime, said, that if the community doesn’t know you, then they are inclined to be disrespectful to you, and steal from you. I have definitely found this to be true in ALL communities, every single community I’ve ever ventured into, are just like that. I mean just because you don’t know someone doesn’t give you the right to steal from them. It is most stupid logic I’ve ever encountered. Do they not know how many people there are in the world? The world is big and vast, there are many different people from many different walks of life - so not knowing someone is no excuse to steal or behave disrespectfully to them. It seems to me that this is an area where help needs to be applied, this is a mental health issue, cause it’s just too crazy. I mean I could just say here “wake up you bloody idiots” but I’m not sure that’s actually going to be very helpful. I know they’re targeting mental health in the community now, so this is a perfect example of a mental health issue that they could target; get into those schools and target them, NO STEALING FROM STRANGERS. Strangers are good people. And, re the cameras; life changing for someone who is constantly victimised and harassed whenever they go. Cameras have changed my life, you might not think it’s true, and you might be confusing me for some black person from Memphis in the 1960s, or a paranoid, but NO, I’m white, Australian, and healthy - and this victimisation goes on today in 2020. YouTube footage of Criminals Being Busted on Camera = (Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha) - does this come across sounding like a Count Dracula noise, that's my tone 😁 1. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fhKdpKrF3xM - Shop ‘by-stander’ IMMEDIATELY attacks armed robber. 2. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv2h-csnlps - Man set camera trap for ‘Porch Pirates’ with shotgun blanks. 3. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4nevRTLlrZk - Store owner sets camera trap to catch thief. 4. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=WanvSbJHbWI - Convenience store owner shoots robber first, in the arm. 5. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vby4CgLOR44 - Woman shoots DEAD a home invader with shotgun. 6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=abC_drkmGyk - Store owners son, shoots robber in face at pointblank. 7. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PhYPjMyHhqc - Young man stupid thief trapped in shop, and reacts like caged animal 8. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gGIuaXP1BrM - Victim runs over attackers, - this one is my personal favourite! 9. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pt32qrpQDYw - Owner asks neighbours to confront ' break n enter' thief. 10. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YhQ9vLgplDw - Cafe owner chases attacker and gets customers wallet back. There are cameras EVERYWHERE!! - humiliated thieves on public display for the rest of their life - ha! I could fill 100’s of pages, there are heaps and heaps. There are especially a lot of American shop owners shooting DEAD robbers. You would have to be so stupid to rob a shop in America. They all have guns. I guess that applies to being a robber in general - STUPID. Btw, you ought not steal, out of the goodness of your heart – not because you might get busted on camera – God sees you, all the time. After listing these good videos, I don't wish to see any of the people responsible for making them, and I do not wish to see to any of the people in the video. (of course). I know how they love going and getting anyone I talk about. But I'm just not interested in seeing or talking to any of people involved in these videos - try and comprehend that. In fact, I’m not interested in seeing or talking to anyone who stars in any television show or movie - try and comprehend that. {I’m sure most of them are good, but still not interested.} I have too many thefts in my life. Often when I have people behaving disrespectfully towards me, in a bullying manner, later on they will go out of their way to deny it, (many 'little' people, but also Apple {pick on someone your own size)) and say that it never happened, and especially turning around saying, you must have mental health problems - that’s a big tactic to ‘shut’ you up, and to try and discredit you, so no one believes the accusations of BULLY!! I was watching a documentary on Martin Luther King, and you know he was going down to Memphis, because there’s people down there that were treated badly, and he was going to try and do something about it, and for his efforts, he was shot - so it is quite extraordinary the lengths bullies will go to pretend that they’re not really bullies. So, making my life blog public, is really important, and a big motivation for me. I feel it’s important to have ‘different types’, recording a moment of history, that hasn’t been written and dictated by the government, or business, or other self agended people who just want to paint themselves in a good light. (I mean, of course now, I will have to try and think of something bad to say about myself!). It’s important to have truth and honesty coming from all different areas of life and different types of people. I encourage everyone to write their own personal blog and put it in the public arena. Otherwise, we will continue to be living in the age of “stone throwing” and “burning at the stake” naive times. (Like when I tried to add on to wiki, about Gunnedah; how the Coal mines had really taken over, and housing prices had jumped, and there was no rental accommodation available (DELETED). Or the fact that petty theft was a major problem in Gunnedah now - As soon as I wrote it, they deleted it, they don’t want the actual truth to be known about Gunnedah. This is not my life story so to speak, meaning don’t be prepared to sit back relax and be taken on a journey – I have posted ‘short’ stories about incidents, situations and memories of my life in no particular order, you will need to break up reading over several weeks, as it is fairly full on, my life is no fairy tale (well, I guess it could be a little bit “Little Miss Red Riding Hood”!). A lot of my stories are personal, and some people have problems reading them, they think this kind of stuff is for 'councillors'), - but NOWAY - this has to go into the public arena, and I want it to stay in the public arena for at least 200 years after I am dead. I feel it is key to giving the future hope. There’s not going to be human progress if people are not conscious about these negative things that happen to people in life. (And there has been a human progress, don’t think people don’t ever change – their psyches do) You have to share your story, regardless of how negative, painful or how reminderly annoying it is to others. When I started writing these stories, I had less clue about who was stealing from me, after a few years now of writing my life down, it has helped me see my life in perspective, the perpetrators have really revealed themselves. And so there is going to be writings from before, when I only knew what I knew then, plus writings which are more recent, some updates to the present 2023, as situations become clearer. Bear this in mind and it should make more sense. I’ve had a few people read this blog and then apologise to me, in, well coward manner, so quite frankly, I do not accept your apology. What’s done is done, and an apology is not going to prompt me to remove any blog stories. Doing so would be a kind of permission to continue being disrespectful towards me and anyone else they don’t like. I say this, as there are bully little women out there who are antagonizing me in this manner – waiting for me to forgive them, threatening me with more bully behaviour unless I forgive them – I STILL DON'T: shove your bully behaviour up your arse and rotate on it you STUPID little dog: you want to carry on like a stupid bully, that’s your STILL your problem. I am not going to fix it for you. HA. But some little bully may realise, if someone in the future is going to remember his/her actions, and it may have been recorded, and/or put down in writing, to let everyone know about it, even maybe with their photo; they would most definitely think twice before acting out -this is a given. This is why I am doing it. I use real names from the real people in my life. And it is the petty thieving that initially prompted me to start writing, the fact that it helps with the harassment, the dog following, and the sabotages too (retail ‘seconds’ thievery), is a bonus. When writing an autobiography, it is legally acceptable to use your personal stories and not omit details like names. I strongly feel it is important to name the people involved in one’s life story. It is KEY. (Most people do not use real names, and they are cowards.) I personally believe if you don’t have a trusted spouse or friend to talk to, and don’t have any major dysfunctional issues, just a whole lot of grievances that will always happen in life, then a better option than paying for a therapist or councillor, especially if you wanted to save some money, would be to just write about your day, your feelings, specific incidences, - just write them down. Do it every day, and you’ll see it really puts things in perspective for you and you get to see a bigger picture of what’s going on in your life. (Plus, I suspect a lot of ‘shrinks’, would be pervs – it goes with the territory). So, main grievances: retail thieves, dog girls who follow me, dog neighbour thieves at Rangari, Heath Barwick, Steve Carter, and David Haywood, (who also stole all my good food and garden) - all respected farmers, (possibly bar Heath?) but all not ever considered suspects by the police, and never will be due to the way society works. ‘Willed’ by many influential members of the community, who took issues, with me being out there, and enjoying my life, business, in my garden, albeit with a meagre existence (meagre existence, mega garden) I also suspect they were ‘willed’ by Peter Long, a jealous child lawyer old man, who wanted my hardwood sleepers from my big vege patch at Rangari, for his fake hoity toity garden, and so helped ‘will’ my removal. The jealousy and 'out willing' games are big in Gunnedah, amongst the rich and powerful. And you know, the thing is, that passive sleeper thief, will look back at this and think, he won, he won my sleepers. He doesn’t see the fact, that he stole my sleepers, and by doing so, he lost. He loses big time - life is not a superficial game like he’s playing, there’s way more to life then helping yourself to whatever you want. (I really wonder how someone so smart can be so utterly stupid?). So, I had to leave my whole life behind and move to QLD, Australia, where it is meant to be warmer and wetter, so far neither has panned out to be true. I feel living where it is not cold, will prolong my life, you will see what I mean when you read about my virus stories. You know, housing in North QLD is a total scam; it’s always been holiday destination, and so there’s a whole lot of old hotel/motels that are too outdated for tourists, and now they call them residential rentals “One-bedroom units”, and charge twice the price of what they’re actually worth! (Well at least they’ve got a pool) You know, it’s like people in the past (and some people I witness now, for that matter) they had no idea “how to live”, they don’t think about functionality, how to make things easy, how to create happy vibes; bumberlers bumberlers bumberlers. Why more people don’t want to live ‘in nature’ is a little bit beyond my comprehension at any rate. I mean this is planet Earth! If you feel Planet Earth has none to offer, well, know one thing - Planet Earth offers NATURE - make the most of it sillies. I have to add, I am grateful for the house I live in now, it’s ‘open plan’ yay! And in ‘nature enough’ - awesome for singles especially. Ofcouse my landlord has given me Notice to Leave already, and I am constantly on Realestate.com looking - in one area I really want to live, there are 64 houses up for sale, and only 3 houses up for rent. So major housing shortage going on in QLD, in the form of rentals (those 3 were all way over priced, out of my budget). Such greed going on in the rental world atm. After approx. $10,000 worth of small items has been stolen from me since 2006. I started keeping track, when I realized I was being targeted, after about 5yrs of weekly thefts (you can see all the items below after the photos) I am targeted, because I am single, and considered easy prey (if they really knew me, they would be running a mile) I can’t begin to tell you what a monumental challenge being single is, not for me - it’s easy for me, I love it, BUT for the rest of the community around me. It’s unbelievable how so many people cannot handle a single woman. There seems to be this unspoken issue, and I would go so far as to say ‘deep hatred’ for single women - mostly perpetrated by other women, but of course, there is this stupid element, of the stupid old man, who thinks single ladies are single because they are little girls, and are yet to grow up. Yeah, that’s why you bloody idiot! It’s like the thought has not occurred to them that we are single because we like being single, we like our own company, we are strong willed and we can make our own decisions, we don’t need a husband, we don’t need a supervisor husband (btw, this is the main reason most women get married, because they can’t function on their own, they need a male supervisor - believe me, I’ve come across so many embarrassing bimbos in my time it’s demeaning for the female race) I don’t act in disrespectful manner towards people, so I can live with myself easily - I know this is another reason why a lot of women can’t live with themselves, and so also drink. You know, it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, ALL THE TIME. So, a normal healthy woman, doesn’t need somebody speaking on behalf of her, doesn’t need someone to hide behind, and doesn’t want to have to look after any little boys (and I’m sure it wouldn’t be because we think most men are cowardly, lazy and just not good enough.) I have to speak about this 'single' issue, as most mops (members of the public) believe this is the reason I am targeted by thieves and bullies, and hence the screams of, “well pick up” when I complain about all the thieving. I have personally noted, how most people are married, or partnered, and most of those people seem to be slightly clueless about what it’s like for a single woman, and the specific problems they have to deal with {not undermining a married persons problems} But, they have no idea about the torment that goes on in society, and even after reading my blog, I feel they don’t have enough empathy or more, life experience, to understand the difficulties, just assuming it always must be my fault – and it takes a lot of details, to get someone to understand the full situation, which most people don’t have the patience for. And, I should not have to get married in order not to be harassed by stupid bimbo twit women. Wake the hell up, it is 2022, not 4 centuries ago. Honestly, I feel like I am being punished for being unmarried – OMG – you stupid little bimbos! The ABC especially guilty. I do want to mention also, I’m often wondering why people steal from me so much rather than other actual wealthy people, I’m on very low income, pretty much 80% of the rest of the population, would have a higher income than me. I mean if you’re going to waste all that effort and time, plotting and planning, to steal from someone, why wouldn’t you steal an object that was valuable? The fact that they don’t, I can only put down to stupidity. Although, I do suspect it’s because I was trained in fashion, and I dress well, I make my own clothes, so, I think people perceive me as someone who has a really good life - my life must be better than theirs! I strongly suspect all the people stealing from me, are third borns – typical of third borns to have this whole utter jealousy thing. For instance, I’ve had a lot of sunglasses stolen in my life. Girls see me wearing those sunglasses and think “oh I want some too”, and just steal mine. I mean, I have had ones that even have scratches on them, taken. Desperate to be just like me. They obviously didn’t know that my sunglasses are the $3 ones - they’re practically like the worst valued sunglasses that you can purchase, yet, they see me, want them, so help themselves. It’s like 2 factors of stupidity culminating in a theft. Bimbo mothers could you please stop producing such stupid little daughters. (I should mention when I was 20, and got my first pay check, I purchased a designer pricy pair of sunnies (those ones were also stolen when I was at the Bank). Also, I can no longer where nice clothes, not only are the extra nice ones stolen out of my closet, but the bimbo girl thief associates nice clothes with an invitation to steal, as; they must be rich! Curse those bimbos. If you knew my background in fashion, you may be able to understand my anger about this. So, aside from this huge problem of the petty theft game by the whole general community of Gunnedah and Tamworth: To sum up my life; I feel like I have never been quite like all the other girls (well, I had never seen what differentiates me, from others, in books or in the movies) but note, this is a ‘thing’ – there is a big sector of social norms pushing the fact that “you’re not allowed to be different”, as then, you would be ‘special’, and no one wants you to be special, unless your famous for something, like, a gifted pianist or your super rich, or something. Nobody likes to think of their peer as being better than they, by nobody, I am really talking about women, in my experience. And it usually comes down to pure jealousy. I was basically rejected from society when I became an adult, from the workplace, from having friends, (dogs who play sides - women are so evil, especially 3rd borns), so I decided to save my self, and quit. As I followed each path that opened up for me, I found myself in a remote area, away from the world and I was able to create this wonderful life for myself, just me, I was totally happy and satisfied that way, away from the liars, the thieves, the cheaters and stupid bitchy women that seem to dominate society in Australia. Just me with my 5 special cats, and my huge garden {really, all you need is water….-that line was deleted from here, I had to rewrite it, so, I think I must be hitting the nail on the head with that line - All You Need Is Water}. I felt lucky, rich and blessed. And I was able to start my own small business selling seeds and plants online. But after 15 years, all those bitchy girls that had shunned me from society, suddenly saw what was going on -how happy I was, (HOW MUCH GOOD FOOD I HAD GROWN), how happy just anyone can be on their own, not married, no kids and practically out of society, it drove them absolutely nuts, I MEAN NUTS. Happiness in someone else, is the number 1 thing that bitchy girls loath (by bitchy, I actually mean ALL other girls that I seem to have encounted, {especially ones from Channel 9, young stupid ones} (their attitude is inferior to men’s, in this respect, it’s like some woman (I suspect 3rd borns), have a difficult time grasping the concept of a democracy, just because I have this good toy, does not mean YOU are automatically entitled to it too, but pay for it, and you too can have it)). It was like I outdrew them. Front 604 Bridges RD Rangari near Gunnedah Nov 2016 Note these trees; way below there is a story to go with them. Sorry about image quality, I have had to reduce them all for the free wix website View spring 2016 from kitchen window at Rangari You know, gardening is well underrated, I am not sure why more people do not make the effort, it does not take great amounts of money to create a beautiful and bountiful garden. You know more people attend Melbourne’s Open gardens than attend the Footy. Well, you too can have a really good garden, it's just a matter of time and patience. (After the first plant you plant, dies - don't give up!) And so, they concocted a big evil plan to kick me out of my life once again. I will have to mention of course there were negative factors that interrupted my blissful life, that I had to battle daily, like thieving neighbours and thieving retailers, plane harassment, stalkers - but they seem to exist everywhere, there’s no escaping them, plus no one really believes I have those problems. Actually, I think supermarket retailers, (COLES) were stealing my organic stone fruit, and selling them in the store, like plums from my tree, and I think they did it with my eggs too – a short blonde girl was stealing, she always presented herself in store standing by the box of fruit or eggs with a stupid grin on her face. Or maybe they were stolen from someone else’s garden? Or a friend of hers – from the DOG network, maybe they were making money on the sly that way, as I was told you need at least a million dollars to sell your goods in those big retail chains. I know someone was stealing my eggs for sure, I suspect that short blonde girl. Some artichokes were also stolen, and some garlic, so I would say heaps more of my ORGANIC food was stolen that I did not notice. I hope that girl gets cancer and dies. Although I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina a few weeks ago, 2022 – see, she follows me, like a dog, stealing her way through life. (I think she may have read this bit in my blog, as when I went back there in 2024, there were no good plants and I was poisoned in their nursery with pesticides/herbicides, I strongly feel it was deliberate. I was nauseated all morning and developed hay fever symptoms all week, when I do not have hay fever. I got no response from manager when I complained. Twice. (That one is run by women).) And the thing is, even if I was the landlowner out there at Rangari, I would still have those jealous dog types trying to sabotage my life. They can’t help themselves, due that ‘female jealousy personality.’ Anyway, a happy healthy childhood gets you through those times. So ‘dogs’ - WAY more of a problem than money, lucky for me, I can be grateful for not much. {although, as I get older….} I need to say, those 10-15 years on rural farms, in nature, were the most enjoyable years of my adult life, having the freedom to live my life the way I want, priceless. I really feel you can't actually live your life in a unit, that is, without a garden. You need a house and a garden to live life to its fullest, to experience all that nature can offer you, all that life has to offer you. I found it weird how so many people don't really get this, and are happy to live in units. Got to say, one of the things I miss most about farm life, (aside from my food, my natives and my cats), is NOT having bloody idiots hoon past my house and beep their car horn, or stupid bimbo neighbours yell out at me from their house. (I lived in a dead end rd, nearest neighbour 1km away – almost perfect). That issue of harassment, seems to be huge in suburban area. It’s really odd to be annoyed so much by other humans, humans who are meant to have a brain – I have more peace living next to the wildlife, it’s like wildlife have more common-sense than a lot of humans. Btw, I am single, always have been, aside from a brief high school experiment! It is a choice I have made, (brought about by an incident that happened to me when I was 5, and again 11…) and I am gladly sticking with it. I am not gay, have never been gay- I do not believe in gay, no problem if you are, I just personally believe it is a 'raised' or 'incident' situation, and is a form of bullying - be strong in your own personal choices, I find people muck up their lives in many numerous different ways and if this is all you do, then your home and hosed. I'm not even sure I believe in same-sex massage, as in, I think a male would be more responsive to a female's body when giving them a remedial massage, or physio for that matter. Unfortunately and sadley, I haven't had enough experience in massage to be able to back up my theory. 😁 Maybe I should add, it’s really all just a cat and mouse game, half the men are cats, the other half are mice, same goes with women, so the male cats seek female mice, and the female cats seek male mice. Having said that, I only have my personal experience with life, there are countless different people and personality types that I would have not encountered, so I can only draw on my experience (although I do talk to a lot of different people, some very clever, and this is the general consensus). And there’s the train of thought that God gave the gay boys aids, because there were so many little boys having so much fun together, all the little girls were left to fend off spiritual measles and gargoyles by themselves, and of course it wasn’t working. See the oil painting “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli…. I include this story, as such evil entities are a real threat to a singles. (I want to say here; when I was in Melbourne briefly, I went to the National Gallery of Victoria. I can’t remember the famous artist who was exhibiting at that time, but I do specifically remember one of the pictures, it was very scary, the picture of a gargoyle sitting on the chest of a sleeping maiden. I think it started with G or had a G in the artist name? I can’t remember, I tried to find this particular picture online and after searching what came back was called “The Nightmare” 1781 by Henry Fuseli. However, this image was slightly different from the image I remember at the National Gallery of Victoria. The gargoyle in that painting was facing forward it wasn’t facing the viewer which creates a completely different vibe - still scary though. And that painting seemed to be much finer and detailed than the image I saw in my Google search. Whether there’s different versions of the Gargoyle by different artists; this wouldn’t surprise me, there are a lot of copies of artist who people admire. It’s just sometimes dubious to know who the original was, particularly if some of the copies were painted with such clarity and technique, and by an artist who was ‘popular’ or having an affair with the curator. Anyway, possibly why there are so many unhealthy female demons who work at Centrelink is because there are so many gay boys! An inbalance. {I was later advised, they are female demons because there're married to arseholes, and they are used to talking “arsehole” to their husbands to keep them inline, and so they continue talking “arsehole” to people they encounter during the day, force of habit now.} I would say seriously, consider divorce, but in my experience, I see, it is usually a deserved bitch who marries an arshole anyway. When reading my blog you'll start to notice my attitude towards mothers; and how absolutely hopeless they are at child rearing. Some exceptions, (mine), but not many due to the “moth to flame” aspect about me (all normal people are at home minding their own business, so I never see them!). I believe, no, I know, that for all the troubles people give me – the thefts, the harassment, the following, the female “big brother” type tyrannical bitch behaviour; all these problem are caused by their mother in the family unit, when they were young. All of them. It seems to be a big secret in life, a taboo subject that is NEVER mentioned about just how inept many women are at all the skills needed for raising a child – so strange, as its is pretty much the number 1 problem in society!! The root cause of ALL other problems. Mothers in society who bumble along and unknowingly create all of these dysfunctions in their child. It’s like their mother has messed up their child by not teaching them any better, not setting any good examples, not taught or guided them in how to be genuinely happy; what it means to be respectful, careful, caring and honest. How to be an independent thinker and an independent person; so important. All of those things are meant to be learnt in the family unit. So anyway, I mention this now too, because it has been suggested to me recently, as I come back to update this in 2025, that people as described just above with such ‘same gender dilemmas’, are this way because their mother has raised them in such an oppressed and controlling manner, that they are not no longer sure of who they are, or who they are meant to be – this part of them is not fully developed. So sad. I guess I ought to add fathers can play that over-controlling card too, ‘power trippers’; who just want to have kids for the control and not for love, but ultimately it is up to the mother to ensure her child is being raised in sane manner, she has to take action to make sure her family care is healthy. {Why would you marry or stay married to an arshole? Seems to me only a bimbo would want to marry an arsehole – and those are exactly the type that ought not have kids. I mean do they want to be miserable all their life? Ofcourse some women marry “children”, so their husband still has ‘child mentality’, juvenile. I realize she may do so for the sense of control, but really and truly, ultimately, is she a paedophile? I need to add, one Textile company I worked at in Sydney, had male and female staff – actually quite rare in the Fashion industry – it’s predominantly female. But in this particular company I had some difficulties getting along with 1 of the males (if there were more, I suspect it would be the same). Another guy there was gay, and he was easy to get along with, – it seems to me, a person who has endured difficulties in life, is usually much ‘nicer’, compassionate and understanding, than someone who has not. Or, who knows maybe it’s just a 1st born / 3rd born thing – with 3rd borns being slightly retarded in every aspect. But, well Tina Turner wrote a song about it “What's love got to do with it”. EVERYTHING IS ABOUT CONTROL. {It’s a good thing I had the parents I had, otherwise I may think they were was no such thing as true love and the whole thing is a non real fairytale - they were infact inlove, and loved each other, and I personally believe, ‘won’ in life because of their love}. Anyway, so I am often seen out and about on my own (I am not the type of woman who needs a chaperone (bimbos), thank God for google maps! – but it is strange how people have that need to ‘pair up’ when they go out – I think this perpetuates the problems I have, as if there were more people out and about on their own, then idiots, would not see a single person as a prey victims.) And since the police could not do anything (Gunnedah Police), I have come up with various ways of doing something about it, posting online in various locations WORKS, as thieves are bullies, and bullies are cowards, they do not want anyone to know who they are. I have had some difficulties with coward admin women removing my posts, hence I had to create my own WEBSITE BLOG where no Nazi admin can remove my posts, (banned from Facebook, Flickr, SF and Rav. Also banned from Google map reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) COWARDS. (Australia has just stepped backwards by another century) The main reason I have been banned, is because I have a brain, and can see what’s going on, and write about it. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon. And I’m not sure about this, but even though on my Pinterest photos it says there’s been 20 views, I’m thinking they might be able to hack the viewcount, and maybe the photos are not visible at all? - I’m not sure about this, it’s just someone contacted me one day from Gumtree and said he can’t believe how many people have viewed my photo - when the count is actually NOT public, so he could not have known the count. I find anyone who contacts me from Gumtree are dodgy anyway, something usually goes missing whenever they contact me - so weird how there could be a whole lot of thieves congregated in 1 site.) So, they can track me, (and do) as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, within ½ hr - those stupid computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID NAZIS -Like I said, my reference to nazis, is not a direct reference back in time to the Germans, the reference to nazis is purely a bullying characteristic, that the Nazis from Germany used, the same actions that rule bullies today. A characteristic that comes from a place of complete non-thinking domineering stupidity, and WEAKNESS. Infact, the whole personality trait of humans is, at least, one that humans can fall prey of {one of my favourite quotes from a famous Frenchman “Experience teaches us, that any man with power, tends to abuse it”. I’m about people becoming aware of this personality trait, so humans can evolve as a species, get beyond war time nazibimbohead behaviour. We’re getting there, but still have a long way to go. {I want to sue FB - despicable form of societal exclusion, I know there are others who have been banned for political views, where is the class action, who is the lawyer brave enough? None in Australia, coward oppressed lawyers here}. In Australia we have the right to free speech, (honestly some women think Facebook is kindy, and the admin people on there, need to protect the Facebook users from the hard truths about life! They want ‘sleeping beauties’ to remain sleeping beauties. Wake up! {little birdy told me it was the young boys who run facebook that ban me, as they were offended by my swearing, as women who swear, scare them! – being fresh out of school and parents, who punish them for swearing!!} But that same birdy told me the reason they want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties, is because they will kill themselves if they knew the reality of the world!! can you believe that? This is just an outrageous philosophy, I certainly don’t believe that to be true at all, but yet, another indicator of why we have to talk to our kids about life, and why they should not be ‘protected’ from truths. BTW, I was also banned from my local post office for wearing a bodycam, more about that on the Gin Gin page. So, I will persevere with my challenge of life’s perceptions, and photos and naming names -Harvey Norman, Bunnings - their sales girls have been following me home and stealing from me for over 20yrs now. Every time I left my house, some small item was stolen – they go to great lengths for small insignificant items, they seem to SNEAK around my house and garden; why is it, on so many various encounters, after we have to parted ways and our transaction /conversation is done, and I should perhaps never expect to see that particular sales girl or whoever again, yet that person seems to seek me out in stalking fashion! And sometimes its same day, next day, next month, even many years and even decades later. You know, I would assume that they would have some sort of mental health problems ? I noticed also Google reviews has blocked my reviews, so when I am logged in to my account I can see them, but if not logged in, they are not visible, meaning the public cannot read my reviews. I tried again later, today (July 2023) – and still blocked. Can you believe that. So, that’s oppressive Google doing that, I’m not sure what their problem is with me. It’s not like my reviews are offensive, I follow their community guidelines. My reviews are factual, stating the truth about certain businesses and how they will try to steal and do steal. But the cowards that are Google, are obviously whipped and run by the female mafia who steal. That female mafia consists of all the bimbo mothers. “Oh, but she has a child, a child; give the THIEVING LIAR, the work, because she has a child. A CHILD!” Update, in 2024, I attempted to create another Facebook account, as I needed somewhere to live, and everyone in the community is on face book (well were, before I was ban in 2020). I used another fake name Emily Ban-man, and so far not deleted, so maybe they have given up being nazis? After 5 years? I’m not sure why they haven’t deleted it, because I know the dogs are there, I can see them, plain as day - I can smell them! They’re always there watching what I do, monitoring everything, being a sick ass obsessive dysfunctional morons. But in July 2024, I was ban from YouTube, well they deleted my account, and I have NO blog related stuff on YouTube, just DIY’s, reviews and local wildlife, so they had no reason to ban me, they just did, plus I was a paying customer, $17 a month for the privilege of watching YouTube videos without being targeted by personalized offensive adds. Birdy told me I was ban because my whole lifestyle was offensive to men, as it involved celibacy, and young girls were being influenced. Not that I had such videos on youtube, so don’t know what birdy was referring to. But I would believe it; the wrong people are in charge and ‘making up’ rules. Well, I hope those google ‘baners’ get cancer and die. I’ve had it up to here with bimbo mothers who get away with stealing from me, just because they have kids and need money. This I would say, is the biggest thieving problem in Australia; bimbo mothers with kids. They’re worse than the thieving teenage girls. They’re worse than pissed off men in their 40s who don’t like their life and thus steal and are disrespectful. They are the bane of this country. Stupid mothers who have kids, because they use them in this manner to steal and make demands. POLITICIANS, could you please stop bimbo women from breeding; this should be the number one priority in parliament (now that you have sorted the virus situation, thanks BTW). My neighbour stole from me, I suspect, Heath Barwick - Actually there was a little bit here removed by some IT nerd, where I said ‘no convictions’, as I always do when I name anyone who I think has been stealing from me, because it is just my assumption, and not a convicted fact, but the fact that the word ‘no convictions’ was removed - I’m thinking, since, he has been convicted! I’m not sure what of, and hope to never know (spoilt little brat with bimbo mother), btw, he was friends with my little brother at school, and Daniel told me he used to steal from him when they were at school (you gotta wonder how he had any friends at all) Daniel, this person is NOT your friend, wakey wakey. And Emma Finylson (bully who encouraged the police to believe I was ‘crazy’ as she was trying to protect her ‘attempt of a man’ (Heaths shag, and partner in crime) no convictions, not even questioned by hopeless Gunnedah police {as I had a whole lot of sewing stuff stolen, I suspect, Emma, who sews, ‘egged’ Heath on to steal it for her}. Actually, I will put that whole story here: but first, any male, that sneaks around in order to do anything, is, ‘an attempt of a man’ – NOT A MAN AT ALL, but still a little boy, an immature child still. And certainly someone, that NO woman (no healthy woman) would want to be around. So, I met this guy twice when I was 17 or so via my brother, first time, he was in the passenger seat as I was dropping them off at a party, and he was selling pot to his class mate out of the car window – he was ripping his class mate off. The 2nd time I was out on a date with John Peterson, and Heath was there, at the so-called cinema (I think it was serviceman’s club turned into projection room in Gunnedah) and Heath was annoying the crap out of me and everyone, the entire room – he is a total outspoken social retard – not refereeing to anyone who has a physical handicap here. (My date did nothing - that didn’t last very long! - If you can’t stand up to the likes of heath Barwick, you’re no use to anyone - this is an area of weakness in Australia in general, not being able to stand up to popular bullies, and I was later informed, dare I tell you, as there is such naive stigma about this issue: he as an older man now, is a rapists of women in the metaphysical world, like a lot of older arrogant men, I was also advised that was why heath was my neighbour - a child still, so no problems like that.)) So, I definitely wouldn’t consider him a friend at all, as I thought him to be a thieving drug dealer retard. We certainly didn’t have any kind of relationship, but I believe this person and his friends, Shannon Bree, his girlfriend, and possible Ashley Horwood and Daniel Salam and Emma Finylason, has proceeded to stalk, harass, follow and steal from me for the past 30 years. Back in 1999 I saw Emma take a bag of goodies that I had left at St Vinnys, in Hornsby, Sydney. So she’s obviously one of the stupid thieving dogs that follows me around, and steals from me. And I think one of their friends was one of the mongrels who came out to Rowan Leigh to try to steal from me; who now lives in my current block of units at Sarina, plus a girl has moved in next door stating her name is Dannielle – lying thief. (Pure silver serving spoon was taken last week) All these THIEVING friends of hers are involved plus she would have a whole heap more from NEGS. (MAYBE I DID NOT MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BACK IN THE DAY, piss off, you bunch of high school mongrels - I’m not friends with any of those people. I don’t want to be friends with them, and if any of them have formed some sort of weird obsession with me, FUCK OFF.) I have to add, this woman, house mistress, from school (NEGS) Cathy Goldman was also stalking me, and she has connections within the movie and TV worlds, and I have noticed, they send me “doubles” or lookalikes of everyone that crosses my path, so, the time I saw Heath in Melbourne, together with Cathy Goldman, this could be a lookalike that she arranged?? What the heck?? (I also saw Cathy Goldman at the Gunnedah Independent, the local newspaper, apparently Heath Barwick’s sister works there) I think Heath used to stalk/harass me with sounds, whenever I went out and talked to people. More about that sound harassment later too. Read my “Persecution via animal noises at night and by day when talking to anyone” Total retard. BTW, I updated this on Saturday morning, 5 April 2025. Actually, I initially went to check that it was still all here, as I find some segments of my blog gets removed, and I thought the part where I mention Heath Barwick used to steal from my brother is quite condemning, so it may be something that would be removed. But it's still here, and I re-read it all, and corrected a few spelling mistakes and re-uploaded it - within a matter of hours, my neighbours stole another yet another frozen kangaroo meat out of the freezer. I had left the back door unlocked for lunch my lunchtime period, as I was washing (rain finally stopped). And you know my neighbours worked in cahoots today, to try and distract me to not lock the door so they can steal (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not, and took a roo mince instead – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. This is what goes on in my neighbourhood before, after, and now; in fact, all neighbourhoods across Australia; it comes down to the fact that Australians are pretty much fucked thieving people. At Rangari, I had heaps of items stolen. One night my neighbours (Heath and company) were yelling out drunk, as often was the case, {actually, they used to do ‘sleep torture’ that is waking me up just as I would fall asleep and start dreaming – BANG! All night till about 5am. A game for him, a copycat game, apparently this happened after he had left, but I don’t think so.} Anyway, this night, they were annoying me by yelling out,plus I had something stolen, which I’m 100% sure it was my drunken neighbours, so I went round there the following day, I tore, around there, I was mad as hell, and the person I expected to answer the door, Heath Barwick wasn’t there instead, I’m pretty sure it was his lover or should I say partner in crime Emma Finlayson, (a younger girl from NEGS, but she said her name was something else - she lied to me - Emma Finlayson is quite unique) I’m pretty sure Heath would’ve been there, hiding like a coward in his bedroom. So, I was talking to her and getting annoyed about the items that were stolen, and she was getting angry because she didn’t like to be told off, (and not used to it, she is a big person, a big bully) and there was a cat meowing around this girls feet, as she’s getting more annoyed at me, she’s getting annoyed at the cat, finally, she literally kicked this cat, booted it out of the way, which, as a multiple cat owner, I was quite disgusted and outraged by. I mean you can tell a lot from someone who does something like this, you can write them off completely, it automatically puts them into the useless and worthless category. I wanted to write about this because there’s people, women, older women, in the workplace who do exactly the same thing to young women, and whilst they don’t kick them with their foot (for obvious lawful reasons) they do other passive aggressive things like verbal abuse or curt putdowns, to make themselves feel better, it’s bullying behaviour 101 and so common in Australia it’s shameful to be called Australian. Although rarely have I ever heard anyone talk about such a matter or a situation, or describe the situation, or said that it’s happened to them, or read about it in any novel or seen it in a movie, or FILED A LAW SUIT (once I kind of saw it in a TV show about a hospital matron throwing stones at a monkey (implying their victims are not only helpless animals but ugly people), which I can attest to, is most defiantly true, pretty girls live in a different world to ugly or plain girls, or girls who do not wear makeup (I had a pretty friend once!! = I noticed the big difference.) I’ve certainly experienced that kind of social discrimination too, on multiple occasions (including Facebook, back in 2006 when I tried to join, I was refused, birdy told me; it was because ugly face!). So, this is what I have to say about that bully; the world would be a better place without you in it. Oh, and also, I think Emma is one of the girls following me around on the internet, trying to sabotage me, I saw her photo once, and it looked like Emma, sometimes it is hard to tell from photos though, anyway it is because she knows I name names and put photos of stolen items online, so she complains to admin, and stupid admin ban me. This is the real reason why I have been ban, not from my content so to speak, but from bitchy bully women trying to sabotage me. (admin; communistic idiots). I know the ‘good guys’ never win, but with the help of social media, there is way more of a chance for the victimized. (The police do nothing, they are scared of Heath, (well-known farming family in Gunnedah, plus he makes people laugh (as long as it’s not happening to them, they are quite happy to go along with him and laugh at his jokes. Idiot /Idiots) you know, stealing is a cry for help . And btw, I think I may have finally got rid of Heath by targeting his mother in my usual verbal forms, the idea of his ’victim’ attacking his mother, does not sit well with bullies. Behind every prick there has been a bimbo mother. I feel this is worth mentioning; ways to get rid of pricks, someone else suggested attending church does the same too, but if you read my school church related stories, I am not sure that is a good idea. So to re-cap, Heath and Emma were working in cahoots over a period of many years, stealing from me, and the police, unbeknownst to me at the time, were trying to actually lock me up thinking that I was crazy, because Emma and Heath told police that they weren’t stealing from me and that I was crazy - meanwhile they were stealing from me, and Heath was a drug dealer (I believe he may have been convicted, who knows) but, I mean how fucking stupid are the police in Gunnedah? How easily manipulated are they? - ready to lock up and innocent woman, and set the guilty drug dealing thieves free. And I bet they’re still free today. It actually gets worse just keep reading my blog. I want to add to the; laughing at someone else’s expense, bit that I just mentioned. This is what stupid people do. Major problem in Australia. And it has been encouraged by television producers with old shows like ‘Australia’s Funniest Home Video Show’ - people sent in videos of family and friends making mistakes, like falling over, crashing their bike, that kind of thing. I never found it amusing, that show is designed for a specific type of mentality (stupid) and normally I wouldn’t say anything about this fact, because it sounds snobby. But it has become so obviously a problem in Australia, that I have to say something – because laughing at someone’s misfortune, encourages misfortune. There were other members of my family that found it amusing – I do recall catching one segment where there was a video of a little girl who was going on about these little worms or bugs, on the garden footpath after rain, in a ‘little girl manner’ and her father was taking the video and laughing at her, encouraging the very worst from her - he was being a total arse. However, there would have been a lot of fathers watching that and could plainly see that father being a condescending arse (big picture), and it would have struck a chord with them, as they could identify with that father, as they themselves can see that that’s how they have spoken to their kids, or maybe even their wife, and they can see, “oh I was being an arsehole” and can then realize they did not want to be an arshole towards their family, so he can rectify his attitude. - thus placing it in the helpful category! I also know people who like the idea of someone with dementia, because then they could laugh at their misfortune and forgetfulness. Not only are those people stupid – but they are evil. My sense of humour requires one to put a little more thought into the joke. Believe me, I’ve seen some very funny things in my time - once the challenge goes out, people can be very creative and very clever. That’s why it’s worth stating these things too, because you should never underestimate how clever someone can rise to be. I encourage cleverness. And besides, those people that find someone falling over, funny, should try to elevate themselves. Somewhere along the lines, if you let someone know they’re doing something stupid, they can rectify the problem and soon become a savvy person. Anyway, back to my thievery problems; CCTV is useless, because they just switch off the power, I come home to flashing clocks and item missing, also my neighbours follow me when I go to town – just so stupid, I don’t really know them, we are not friends. Not knowing someone and not being friends with someone doesn’t give you the excuse to steal or harass from anyone. Only someone who is completely stupid would think that this is okay - it is not okay. BTW, a little birdie told me that David and Brenda could have done something about the stealing, being influential farmers, and knowing all the neighbours (I assume that was the police, I’m not entirely sure), but David and Brenda didn’t do anything about the stealing. I always suspected this was because it was possibly David who was spying on me from the shed above my house, and stealing from me. In retrospect I didn’t really ever complain to David or Brenda about the stealing, we didn’t really communicate on a regular basis, I could probably count on my hands the number of times we had spoken over the 10 years I was there. I mean I’ve may have mentioned the stealing once or twice, I am pretty sure I did, but Brenda was not helpful. It wasn’t until possibly, I think 4 months before I left, (did not know I was leaving then) that I emailed my list of stolen items to Brenda; and I didn’t get much of a response back from her, except she said that there’s probably something wrong with, me and I should think about it. This to me implies she’s guilty, or would prefer to believe that there was something wrong with me rather than the fact that her husband was stealing from me. It really never ceases to amaze me, how underneath it all, people just believe what they want to believe -they are incredibly stupid. She was not, is not, the only one, I was basically forced twice in those 2 years, 2018/2019, to have a MRI brain scan (so I did not pay for them), forced by bullies, who would prefer to believe that I was making it all up, and lying about the thefts, {at first I only complained about the thefts, I did not start complaining about the harassment until I started this blog in 2020 – and I never complain to the authorities anyway about that, as like, what could they do about it, I just winge about my stupid neighbours, car hoon bimbos and unwanted nuisance antagonistic TV reflectors, on my blog}. And that thinking that I am ‘crazy’ or forgetful, stems from one thing, which is a total and utter lack of respect for me. I find it quite bizarre really, and it’s so unhealthy how other people think they have the right to control things in my life, me, and decisions that I should be making. Seems most people in Australia have control issues, again stemming from having no respect for somebody else, thinking they know better, as any decision I make would be inferior to theirs – such disrespectful people. and not just people who work in the health sector and police, but landlords, it got so bad, when I was looking for a rental, in 2021, I literally had to put on my rental advertisement “If you’re looking for someone to boss about, don’t bother calling me” - I find if you make it clear to someone who is trying to boss you about, that they can’t - then they get so quietly pissed off , they’ll either kick you out of the rental, or if it’s an acquaintance or friend, they suddenly want nothing more to do with you. And I’m thinking, if it was a job, you’d get fired too. Major control and respect issues amongst most people. Everything is about control. {When I said above ‘quietly pissed off ’, I mean by that, often the person I am dealing with, is unaware of what is going on in the situation and why they are pissed off, and that it is about control . Those people not wanting to realize, they do not get a say in my life. They have to force themselves to show restraint and respect. THEY DO NOT LIKE IT, hence why they are angry or “stressed out”. And this trait of not letting other people ‘have their way with you’ is also why I have problems, in particular with old men and blonde bimbos, as they want to try even harder, to have their way – they are flawed - dysfuncts. STOP USING ME TO TRY AND FEEL INCONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. {My atm next door neighbour, Neville – you have no say in my life, try to understand and show respect. He’s leaving next month, thank goodness, one down, 50million more to go}. I especially have problems related to this from my neighbours, who like to try to control me, but they don't see it that way, they think they're being “helpful”, which is the biggest delusion of them all. If for instance, I forget to take the washing in or out (as washing is not really a high priority on my list, never has been, I just don't care if washing is left on the line ALL NIGHT ! - so they have been doing this for years – I have termed the phrase; I have “washing nazis”), so, with my failure to get the washing in, they think that's an invitation to start doing crazy signs in nature, like banging and tapping, and throwing a tantrum - so that I hear, so that it triggers my mind; ‘oh there's something I have to do’. Sounds annoying? IT IS. I can't believe how they can't see how wrong they are from doing this; RACK off you stupid DELUDED narcissistic leach neighbours. {They especially do it on the weekends, so they must be bored; work all week and then have nothing to do on the weekends - and can't think of something to do because they're so bloody stupid! It's those people that kind of sit around, wait around, and watch what I'm doing, who notice if I go outside for instance to hang the washing out, and forget to lock the door; it's an opportunity then to steal. It's been going on for so long, and it still happens today, 2024. Unfortunately locking the door and being completely Nazi about locks, especially as my home is quite private now,- it's just not something that has been instilled in me as a child; we grow up on a farm where nothing was stolen ever, in fact we left the doors and windows open all the time, it was like a different world back then - with no little bored and stupid cunts hanging around watching what I do.} But, it goes on when I am out and about too, in shops; a typical way they try, is to try to discredit me, to try to make me sound stupid inorder to imply “she should not be making any decisions, I should be making them”. And of course those girls who do the opposite ‘well you're asking us for product help, but we're not going to tell you which is the good one, because we wouldn't want you to think that we were trying to control your purchase’ - bloody dogs. The whole tall poppy expression – is because of that generation, they only want to be around humble women , any woman who is confident is a threat for them, so their main goal is to discredit areas of strength, and for me, this is confidence, as I am a confident person, I know I am smart, I know I have a good sense of intuition and common-sense, I have many abilities….like a lot of women do. So those are the areas they pounce on. They fail to see one thing, I can see what they do, so they are always failing. Rinse and repeat guys. Go ahead. I know you will. Btw, other people fall for it too, easily manipulated by ‘foot binders’. (My left was literally handicapped, deliberatley, for doing nothing, except ‘shining’). Do you see the irony, supposedly from those ‘thinking professionals’, their ideas, their thinking, that I have 2 MRI scans. – who knows best? I KNOW BEST you control freaks. And plus, now, how annoying that I am expected also to be proficient in medical matters! Thankgoodness for YouTube. Btw, I also know best, in ways of dealing with dogs that hound me (since no one else even acknowledges it to be a problem). And that’s total escape!! 😁 it is the only way, 80% effective, best-case scenario. BTW, young women are often, not always, the worst at this. It’s like they’re so inexperienced in life, and seem to have some sort of learning difficulty in this area, that they haven’t learnt how to be respectful of other people’s opinions, feelings or rights. Mostly, I observe its young women, but there are many older adults, who also fit this dysfunction, non-thinking ones like Sharon Morgan, that farmer landlord in Colosseum, those Dr's at the mental health ward, my other landlord… and especially any adults with teenagers, as they’re in major “control mode”, from ‘lording’ over their kids. Male and female alike. Oh, I said above, I assume it was the police who told me that my landlord could have done something about the thefts at Rangari, but after thinking about it, I think it might be a vigilante from the ABC, somebody who thinks of themselves as the police, you know like from primary school, the hall monitor type, they’re completely retarded, they get things wrong all the time, not to mention are inappropriate. {This behaviour is encouraged by primary school teachers: I can just imagine some teacher, thinking what am I going to do this Nuisance 10-year-old? “I know: go out into the hallway make sure there’s no bad people”.} There just seems to be some people, who really, I don’t think they should be allowed to go outside or speak, it’s like “who let the dogs out”. They made a song about it - that song was referring to this particular person. I have to add here, my neighbours or landlord were not the only ones that stole from me, whenever anyone came out to my house, like the Telstra worker, or the washer repair guy, or the excavator, something would be stolen, I believe, every single person that crossed my path in Gunnedah, stole something from me. It’s like everyone in town could see what was going on, new who I was, and new who was stealing from me, and instead of doing something about it, they joined in - not just one or two people in town, the whole town, and that whole town; I curse you; you are damned and fucked. STUPID BAND WAGON MENTALITY (Pickpocketing too in town, directly out of my bag, unbelievable) I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined (edited subtext there) – sometimes it’s a little difficult e xplaining how angry you are, without sounding like a maniac killer -when I first started writing about things, after an incident, my goodness, the whole paragraph was filled with swear words and nasty thoughts of revenge, but when I go over it, maybe a week or so later, when I’m not as angry, I’ll remove some of the swear words and tone it down a bit. And whilst I wouldn’t get a gun and shoot these men that I am about to talk about - as I’m nowhere near a violent person, don’t think I’ve been violent ever in my life, actually (oh, read later my rooster story). Although I have noticed when I’m angry, I suddenly get strong bursts of energy, and seem to be able to tap into a muscular strength - so if I’m doing something outside in the yard that requires strength, like moving rocks around my rockery or tightening fencing wire, then if I remember something that really made me angry, it helps greatly! (actually, as does yelling or screaming when you are exerting yourself – helps greatly) And once dad was helping me lift a full compost bin up, and his finger got caught, as we had to drop it back down because it was too heavy, there were 3 of us trying to lift it. And so this heavy compost bin came back down on dad’s finger, I saw it and immediately just picked up the compost bin easy as pie, no problems, and he could remove his finger. So I know here is a fast untapped amount of energy and strength in the universe surrounding us at all times. We just have to tap into it, if it’s needed. Anyway, so whilst I was saying I wouldn’t shoot these people, I’m angry with them, and certainly wish that somebody like a fairy godmother would. So, it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh, a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds just up the paddock too. They come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the outside path, they would’ve looked in the windows, and seen nothing because it was actually a relatively big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So, this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists (but they exist too). I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20’s – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, little party bastards, boys raised by uncaring stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad short people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed their kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. Here is a good spot to say; as one gets older, not everything is, as it seems, there are quite a few things that you will start to notice in life that goes against everything you have thus been taught. This has to do with the “people” in charge – they want you thinking a certain way – its all about control. So, some good advice to prepare you for these things as they unravel for you; Netflix – the people who run this, are pure evil. There are no rules / morals in that organization. Oh, I also say on numerous occasions later when talking about thieves “hope they get cancer and die”. I should point how bad exactly the problem of petty theft was/is; Most people can’t understand about this expression “hope they get cancer and die” – there was a lot of flak about it on Facebook (before I was ban), infact it did not go down to well at all. They think, well someone stole your goggles, so what, big deal, they don’t cost that much, it’s not like they stole your life savings! - Those people don’t understand that, I’m having small items stolen (at least at one point, every week. So, every week, something would go missing, and it was often something that I was in the middle of using/working on, (a project). I mean can you imagine if you’re at work, and you’re working on a project, you come in one day to take up where you left off the day before, and the bit that you have done the previous day, was gone! I mean, just that one incident would drive you a bit nuts, wouldn’t it? Now imagine if that happened to you on a weekly basis, over a 15yr period. Can you possibly even imagine that? what that’s like? the torment? Imagine if you’re an expensive lawyer working on a case, and that happened to you, and there is nothing you can do about it , all security implementations fail. AND, not only that, no one believes you . Plus, the police lock you up forcefully for 7 days to ‘determine if your nuts’. So, getting cancer and dying is the least of what I want to happen to those particular people. Don’t you tell me to “lighten up or “chill out” -you’re not the one that’s been stolen from on the weekly basis, plus you’re not the one that’s been harassed verbally, and followed everywhere you go, or are verbally yelled at your private residence. Alright for some. But don’t you tell me what to think or how to behave. I also need to mention due to various comments in some of my posts that are a little controversial, I like to speak the truth, people’s toes get trodden on (usually the popular and guilty {always the popular and guilty, usually well paid too}. That expression the good guys always come last - unfortunately the economy has created a community where this is true) Often my anger shines through in the form of colourful language, whilst reading this ‘anger’ you will not be in any danger yourself- get a grip wussies. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I never have. (Well, aside from a brief experimental schoolies week) I believe in being of sound mind always, I often get accused of being on drugs or are ‘a drunk’, especially by the police, which I find really offensive and peculiar as I am of sound mind always and have been basically since I was 18 - not that I was a drug addict or a drunk before then, but I went through the normal teen stuff when HSC was over. I can clearly remember one weekend, four of us friends from school were staying at mum and dads house, they were out, so we decided that we would experiment with wine. We all got drunk for the first time! It was quite hysterical, my friend vomited all over the carpet in the living room, another one became transfixed whilst watching rage and the Prince special!! I can’t remember what the other one was up to. But I would like to say this, actually my friend who vomited all over the carpet, and made a complete awful mess, like why didn’t she head to the bathroom, I mean didn’t she know she was going to be sick? I do notice that about me when I got drunk and sick, I knew I was going to be sick and so vacated to a suitable location, it’s like full and total control all the time. My friend was pretty smart too, she did advanced Maths!! I don’t recommend getting drunk so much you vomit, but I do believe it is something a young person has to go through in order to learn about alcohol – in a safe environment. I do recall my mother encouraging us all to have our friends around whenever we wanted, there were no nazi rules in this area - as she believed that it would be better for young rebellious teens to hang out at our family home, rather than on the streets or in the park. I had a very savvy mother. I feel I need to repeat myself here, because this seems to be a hard concept for people to comprehend; I don’t drink, nor did I in my 20s or 30s. In fact I don’t even like the taste of wine or beer - white wine to me, sometimes smells like urine, and red wine, maybe if it’s a really expensive award winning bottle, it might be nice with a steak. But I have never had enough money to buy a nice bottle of red wine ever, and don’t get me started on the stench of beer - disgusting. But, I use alcohol in cooking - that’s where alcohol is meant to be used, it’s not meant to be used as a beverage in my opinon. Alcohol shines in cookery. I find when people read about something angry that I’ve written, involving swear words, they immediately assume that I’m a drunk. It’s so bizarre how people have such a low tolerance of anger. People are stealing from me, harassing me, handicapping me and sabotaging me - so I am angry!! More to say on this; I’ve been accused several times now, of being a ranting drunk - due to writing about situations that make me angry and using swear words to portray my feelings. As in writing about how angry I feel, for a lot of people, means that I must be a drunk!! It’s the most bizarre weird thing ever - what, do you think sober people never get angry? nothing ever ticks off sober people? Wrong! Those people need to get a grip on reality: every action has a consequence. If I’m angry, it’s because someone has triggered it, and the fact that you’re annoyed about the fact that I am writing about it, says more about you than it does about me - you need to deal with your dysfunction, if you can’t handle seeing someone angry, merely on paper, and think such person is a drunk you: then you are dysfunctional and you need to see a counsellor. For every action there is a reaction, plain and simple human behaviour. I did get one housewife mention to me, that if I started to drink, all these problems I have, would disappear! Thank you, but no thanks! And the fact that people think that I am a drunk, I suspect this is just another form of sabotage and disrespect maybe I feel the police may be manipulated by the dogs spreading rumours of bad reputation. Accusing someone of being on drugs is an easy way to discredit someone too, just another bullying tactic. In fact, I believe the police may have been manipulated in my past whilst driving out and about and listening to the radio. Dogs on the radio - really all just a cat and mouse game. I know that there’s people in positions of power working on the radio, who think that they know best, and think everybody else is irresponsible. They have delusions of self-grandeur, and are just cocky and arrogant. I think these types set the traffic police on me. It was a noticeable problem, even the police started to see, so they cut back. You know, the police have really declared war on the public, they have a bad attitude. Plus, btw, I hate seeing drunk people, all I see is weakness, ignorance, and an adult that still thinks they are 18 - hasn’t grown up – most likely stunted due to childhood abuse. I would not tolerate any drunks in my life, and, should I be married, there’s no way I would allow my husband to drink (may explain why I am unmarried!) At one point in my life, my father suggested I work in the pub! - my dad did not really know me very well! Not that I am saying that is completely his fault, but guilty of not paying attention mostly. I am opposed to drunken yobbos. {Are you smart enough to drink? I don’t think so.}. I suspect some men who drink, do so as a punishment to their wife and or family, if they did not get their own way, or are unhappy about something. Passive aggressive punishment – an act of revenge “I’m going to waste all our money – on me!”. (I had to rewrite that bit about ‘drunken family revengers’, it was deleted). In life, after having experiencing people who really DO pay attention - so much attention, that they become obsessed - this is a big problem. A dysfunction that causes a lot of problems, resulting in narcissism. I would say having a father who didn't quite pay enough attention, rather than one that was an obsessed arsehole, is better. I have already advised ‘the powers that be’, as long as they’re stealing from me, I’m going to be swearing about it. So, either you do something about the thieving, instead of turning a blind eye, or, you tolerate the swearing. The choice is yours. So far they’re still stealing from me, so fuck off you stupid bimbo dogs. Mainly I have people that persecute me as I’m single -they get kicks on trying to make me sound paranoid (hence the stealing). I am not ‘crazy’ and do not have any mental illness despite what a lot of oppressive little bully girls would like to imply. (This phenomenon of wanting to “lock up” or “get rid” of people, is due to the American TV industry, with popular shows like “Smallville” – the show about superman as a teen. As much as I enjoyed watching this show back when it was made, 20 odd years ago or so; Australia didn’t show the full seasons, in fact I think they only had the first 1 or 2 out of 7? So, I am rewatching, and still enjoying it, even as an oldie, but watching as an oldie, and binge watching, I can really see what’s going on here- an issue that is the general theme of this show, and is a fairly disgusting theme, and that is the passive aggressive subliminal message coming through, well, loudly yelling out, actually, and that is anyone who is weird or different ends up being a baddie, and belongs in a mental asylum! Every guest person that comes into the show, they soon deem them a baddie, and they end up going into a mental psych ward. And all the townsfolk are saved by the good hero. It’s really quite evil what those story writers are doing. I thought this was only something that happened in the past, like on that show “playschool”, a show for kindies, they had every day, ’spot the odd one out, and get rid of it’. But I can see they’re still doing it today, in this very passive aggressive way. What’s wrong with people that they want to get rid of people who are different? It's a really strange concept, maybe no one has written about it before, maybe like me, they just get banned. You know, that concept hasn’t been well thought out, or, it’s not an evolved philosophy. EVOLVE. (Sharon Morgan – raised on Superman and wants to be the hero, locking up anyone she deems different – Stupid Sharon Morgan). Now I know why so many people on Facebook and the Australian police today, are brainwashed into thinking people need to be locked up in mental health wards. Looking at the big picture it is absolutely outrageous what is going on here, and people of Australia, you really need to wake up, and realise that that show is a fictional show, and the main story theme, of the cat and mouse games between Superman “the good”, and the weirdo “baddies”, that come into his life, is not something that should be pursued in everyday life. As I know there are predators on Facebook that go looking for baddies, they try to make people into baddies so then they can play the good guy and have them locked up - it is disgusting disgusting disgusting. WAKE-UP. And why should I have to point out your psychological dysfunctions? Btw I know I have a number of people who try to make me look like ‘the bad guy’ – I bet they are all women, they love to discredit me anyway they can - I can assure you, they are incredibly good at what they do. They’re extremely manipulative, just like a woman. An example, go read my Dentist story on p6. My teeth were deliberately fucked with, I believe it was these dogs deliberately trying to tell people (I am not sure who?) that I am on drugs, they did it by sabotaging my tooth – they made it turn black, (apparently one of the side effects of cocaine use is a black tooth). See – extremely manipulative, and have no morals. The girls that did that were apparently copying Charlette Powell, a girl from NEGS. Those girls ought to be shot. Jessica White – you better start your path of redemption. Computer nerds do it big time, it’s a thing, especially while I was living at Rangari - they were obsessed with trying to make me look bad for some reason unbeknownst to me – it may be ‘opposite’ related, as in some people, probably ones in TV world would try to “help” when I was out in public with conversation / communication, in the process, making me come across as “effortless” and “smart” – yeah, they really did that. Female helpfulness?? {I thought I was doing fine, but if you want to be a condescending bitch, by all means.} So, computer nerds, possibly male ones, could see that help, and so did the opposite of helpful?? Plane as in aeroplane people also did it – no idea who they are. I’ve come across quite a few people now in my old-age life time, and I can assure you I’m one of the sanest people you’ll ever know. And even if you meet someone you would deem a ‘total nutter’, they certainly wouldn’t require being locked up in a mental asylum now, would they? it is 2020 for goodness sakes. Those places are so wrong, and should be shut down. I can’t believe they still exist in 2020 -there are some truly stupid government workers out there- it’s all predator/victim or cat/mouse games for them, truly, stay away from mental health workers and police. It’s like I’ve been shown this other world now nearing 50, and I am literally suddenly surrounded by “kindergarten adults” with this “lord of the flies” mentality, locking up people who they don’t like - it is atrocious, absolutely disgusting, and you should be totally ashamed of yourself Sharon Morgan and everyone else involved, as there were a few I believe. (I am of the firm belief; we are never given anything we can’t personally handle). So, at least I’m doing something to make the world a better place - I’m not going to be the one ending up sitting on the couch as an alcoholic with great big chunks of guilt on my shoulders. I seem to have problems with certain thieving bullybitches in my life, not only stealing, but harassment, verbal vilification/ antagonistic behaviour, on the street, I seem to get followed around by these incredibly stupid and retarded (often blonde) female dogs. I literally am pursued and persecuted by them unless I specifically call or contact/ connect with someone. SO WEIRD. They’re such a big part of my life now that I cannot ‘not acknowledge’ them. (Alex MClymont, how could you be soo stupid??) Apparently, it is a rebellious thing, from their bad overcontrolling power tripping parental/teacher upbringing, they rebel against everything, thus do the opposite of what I would like. I will put one example here: At one point in my younger years, I did temp work as a nanny, and so on a nightly basis after my ‘real job’, I would go and look after different kids in different families. But, I would frequently have these ‘dogs’ who followed me to these peoples places, they would stand out on the street and occasionally yell out, just carry on like idiots - one time they went next door to the neighbours (which is a common thing, I am not sure how they rope the neighbors into allowing dogs into their house?) and at this place, what they did is stare into the house at me - there was a big glass stairwell at this house, aswell as a window opposite at the neighbours, the houses were way too close to each other, and they, (there were 2 girls, -can’t remember their hair colour) were just standing in front of the window for hours staring in at me, all night! ZOMBIES, so retarded. So yeah, that’s the kind of thing that stupid bimbo dogs do, and so that’s how they harass me, from afar, they don’t do it face-to-face, so I can’t literally just tell them to rack off. They do it from a distance, so they can’t get told off COWARD BIMBOS. {I did have a problem with one female landlord who constantly wanted to ‘engage’ me via email in a fight, it was kind of a nuisance, but I’ve heard from certain men this is a particular problem of certain females wanting to constantly engage them in conversation.} I don’t have much patience for conversations that involve going around in circles, or are of a fighting nature. I mean there’s no point to arguing something when it’s not going to be heard or changed, is there? And people, a lot of people actually, not just that one, when arguing, get wound up, and say stupid things that doesn’t make sense, and also say things that aren’t true, or things they may later regret. So, I find it’s actually better not fighting with such people, even if the point, still needs to be made; they are not going to hear the point, they’re too busy wanting to fight. But I find most people, mainly family, they don’t want to know about the Negative Nancy’s in life, they just want to get on with being ‘positive’ I find this really frustrating, it’s like totally ignoring a big part of life and sweeping bad things under the carpet, things which should be dealt and acknowledged - its cowardly not to acknowledge these things, and mentally UNHEALTHY, (I really am the pin up girl for good mental health, dingbats). Women in particular are the most guilty of ignoring what’s actually going on – but I am dealing with them through social media and cameras. Bullies are such cowards, it really works, thanks internet!! - Big reduction in the girls that follow me around now, huge. They hardly are a problem at my new location, or stick to following me in cars (they still numberplate me sometimes) and only occasionally like when my neighbours used to yell out abuse every time, I did a load of washing (washing machine is on the Veranda, (they have since moved, and like it was any of their business how or when I did a load of washing – I find that a big problem in general, other people, strangers or neighbours, think they have the right to tell me what to do….idiots, fuck off). But just writing about it - miracles, it stops, (sometimes), -the bloody compression breaking trucks never decease, and I have written about them on many occasions!! Someone told me those truck drivers were physically/sexually abused as kids, and so that’s how they deal with it, by driving BIG trucks and making a nuisance of themselves.) I would like to add, I was one of 4 siblings, and we grew up in an idyllic lifestyle on a farm, well out of town, -such wonderful happy memories of my childhood, with two loving parents. My mother was a Justice of the Peace , and she had strong convictions about no fighting, we were raised not to fight. I can still hear her stating these words when, and any one of us winged to her “she called me a such and such, or so and so” – she would say “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me” lol, really and truly my mother was a bit niave about the world, and how pretty much all everyone else ever does is FIGHT. So, while this meant for a very happy childhood, this inability to fight is a huge impediment for later on in life. What All people do in the workplace is fight, and if you can’t fight and stand up for yourself, you’re not going to last. I’ve seen repeatedly, girls who are loud and can fight; get the job over someone who is quiet - even though they are smarter, more suited, than the girl who got it, who, is actually a complete ‘loud bimbo’, but the bim has an outgoing personality, who pleases everyone. This happens a lot in life, I find it is the loud people who win the most. Although, I know there are others aware of this fact, and are constantly trying to goad me on in certain situations to fight – I find this incredibly annoying, and hey I CAN SEE YOU, you little idiot. And particularly Australians, if they see someone that can’t fight, they are immediately victimised and targeted (an unconscious ‘moth to flame’ situation – stupid blondes do it) and, after many years of observing bullies, I assure you, they are always ‘dim’ people, and the only thing they respond to is fight (they don’t recognize strength when they see it, they only respond to strong language /bravado /threats, it is something I have had to learn to do, still can’t – but I can on paper, and it is affective on paper to a certain degree, it is worth writing about your life including using names and photos - Australians are made up of Hillbillies and Bogans that were outcast from their own home country, this is a whole country formed by immigrants. (I was informed that back in the day, when they were sending immigrants to Australia, certain 'type' of persons was targeted, and the idea of moving to Australia was put into their head, in clever and manipulative ways, because they weren’t wanted in their country) Note, Abos grew up in an ‘idyllic’ country too, back in the day, and look what happened to them when the immigrants came – seems bullying has been apparent from day 1 in this country, it is a way of life. It is shameful. So, I wrote here, exactly what happens to me in my life, there are n o made-up stories, or exaggerations, I really make an effort to stick to the facts, even though sometimes it may not make sense- "Truth is stranger than Fiction" I do not write in ‘code’ as some people think there is a double meaning for certain things. I am not that much of a complicated person. But I am a firm believer that anything created or started out of a lie, won’t end well -you’re setting yourself up to fail. I feel sometimes it may appear that I fall into the ‘old and bitter’ category now, although, I assure you, it is not because I don’t have a husband! but mainly because I don’t own my own house!! There’s nothing I could’ve done in my life to get one, I could not have done anything different. My parents and I did everything I/we could to thrive in society, but people react to me a certain way (aside from being a little different, I also have, had a slight frame). People are the way they are, until they evolve in the future (and we have evolved a lot from cave man days – it is a clear and definite path, based solely on multiple thinking people, who evoke change and raising of the social consciousness – like the feminist movement to value women, or work unions to protect workers, or peace treaties to stop pointless fighting…pond gardens placed in workplaces and hospitals to promote good wellbeing…... ) I won’t stand for bullies; I would not stay in a workplace with bullies. So, I had to follow paths that would best suit me, it might not be the most agreeable to certain people, nor allow me some luxuries that life can offer, but this is the way society works, there’s really nothing I could’ve done any differently. Anyway, I’m not really ‘bitter’, I’ll give you a little example; when I started to put on weight, I thought maybe I had started snoring again, - waking abruptly (tonsils removed at age 14 due to snoring – I am petite) So I got my phone and put the recorder on all night, so the next morning I was listening to it, what I noticed was for the first two hours or so, after I lay down, and before I drifted off to sleep, I would spend my time thinking about the day, and in that time, I basically would laugh and giggle myself to sleep!! I realised that I was laughing at all the ‘absurdity’s’ that go on during the day, and not only in my life, but if I caught a segment of news for instance, all the absurdities that are going on in the whole world, it’s literally slightly hysterical! (And no, obviously not the domestic gun shooting or the kid with leukaemia) I was later advised, by a little birdy ofcourse, that the news now use humour to sustain people’s attention (before it was always conflict, and ‘pissing’ people off, like fake war stories and fake immigration stories – which is why I don’t bother watching the news, it’s mostly all manipulative bullshit. But they seemed to have evolved into using human interest stories, and humour. I still do not regularly watch the news (I am outraged at the deception). I also, am not the type of person who stops and stares at the car crash, if there is one on the side of the road. Also, I believe there are certain news teams who decide to set the mood and tone of the evening, and if they are happy, then they do humour interest stories, but if they personally are pissed off that day, then they will send a clear message “we are at war” out in the evenings news, and do awful war related stories. Even though it’s been 78 years since World War II ended. But there is a certain element of people, mostly men, who like “warring” so much, that they use, manipulate and trick stupid bimbos (mostly young people) (and mostly women) into doing war acts. There seems to be a lot of copying, not only the Nazis, but all the other politics who went to war with them - from World War II. Still doing it. When I listened to JJJ back in the day, I remember them trying to recruit and train people as spies. There was a ‘spy’ call out across the radio waves. (1996 or thereabouts - Mikey Robins was involved.) That was all about people wanting to fight. About the house reference above; I have come to the conclusion, that being a homeowner is more important than anything else. Because you can’t win in life unless you’re ‘in your own domain’, and having homeownership in a community, is where you’ll find that domain, sense of belonging and purpose - at least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, at whatever it is you choose to do. You cannot win without your own home. I feel so strongly about this that I don’t recommend having kids unless you can afford to put them in their own home when they wish to leave the nest. At least if they don’t win, or don’t want to win, in life, they will still have an incentive to work and make money, because it won’t all have to go into rent, and somebody else’s pocket. You really can’t ignore the fact that this world revolves around money, and not people. (For me personally I would go one step further; don't have kids unless you're rich. I don't want kids, I never have, but there certainly would be no possible consideration for children if I was not wealthy - it's a No Brainer, no money then no kids, average income, low income - it's not going to cut it. Rich! Although trying to put myself in a rich persons shoes, (as hard as that may be), I am pretty sure I still would not have kids. Some women, as in many women, have kids on Centrelink employment allowance, so then it gets changed to a pension. I personally don’t know how those women could do that. But, I believe those kids grow up with a sense of missing out, a slight chip on their shoulder (grass is always greener), and so this motivates them to be successful and rich in life - I have witnessed this numerous of times. So, perhaps all works out the way it’s meant to. But then again, in Australia specifically there is a deep hatred of rich kids, so rich and successful adults may say, they grew up poor, so as to avoid unpopularity. {if you use the word “quite”, as in ‘it was “guite a beautiful day’, then some people think you grew up rich, are rich, and will not only hate you, but try to steal from you. People mainly are STUPID. And I want to mention something about winning and losing in life, because my definition of winning seems to be a little different from other peoples. I don’t feel it is important to be rich in order ‘to have won’ - one doesn’t go hand in hand with the other. I remember a wise old woman once telling me when I was young, that all the wealthy people she knew, which was quite a few in Sydney, were all miserable and their family lives were in chaos! I think this is worth mentioning because it’s unusual that I see someone who really knows how to ‘live life’. To realise what’s important, to put focus and energy into certain things like good food, good home environments, and abundant plant life and gardens, feeding the birds…. Creating happy family environments. If you have a family - putting energy into maintaining it is very important. But families and kids aren’t for everyone, I have seen too many women opting to adopt because they can’t have kids which is really quite sad, you don’t have to have kids to be a whole and full person, in fact you’ll probably be much happier without -think of it as a sign from God, if you can’t have kids, then don’t! I feel the reason why there’s so much postnatal depression amongst young women, is because they bumble along, and assume they’ve gotta get married and have kids, or have kids if they’re single because this will fill a void, and they won’t be so lonely, (quite ridiculous) and then when it pops out, mother goes into a deep depression, because suddenly it hits them, what it actually means to have another whole life, and their life, and how they know it, is now over, before they really have even lived, perhaps. I believe some mothers are sent away if they are diagnosed with postnatal depression, like a ‘rest”. Well. WHAT ROT. When you have kids you have to be with them, you can't leave them with someone else to look after! I personally believe it's like a spiritual protection thing; if a child has a parents no harm will come to them. so, if they don't have their loving parents around, harm may come: it is like an area of weakness, exposure. So, you can't leave your kids with your sister-in-law and go and have a holiday. You have to plan around your kids, take your kids on holiday. You can't stop and do a business conference for a few days and leave your kids with family and friends. I wouldn't even advise leaving them with mother-in-law's either. One of the biggest factors young women ignore is money. It’s an area where some young women, really step into that whole ‘sleeping beauty’ ‘blonde bimbo’ scenario. You need money to have kids, at least an additional $50,000 per child per year. A lot. (They worked that figure out in 2015 or so, so it’s probably more now.) After I wrote this, I was advised, adamantly, that having a child can also bring up stuff from the mothers childhood, like bad memories, crap childhood, abuse from their mother…. So perhaps it is this that can bring on postnatal depression. Which kind of makes sense, although I still stick to my theory of: postnatal depression because she shouldn’t of had kids. End the cycle. Sometimes when I explain to people what’s been going on in my life, the most common response is disbelief. I’ve been told I have a strength in observation -seeing what’s going on around me. And so, when I tell people what’s going on around me, they don’t believe me! The irony. Of course, I know from the reaction of certain people and the response particularly regarding female harassment issues, that there are people who believe me and know perfectly well whatever I say is true, I have no reason to lie, raised not to, and actually, I have the greater good of the race in mind. There are some people who, when I tell them that Bunnings staff are following me home and stealing from me, they imply it’s because I must have shoplifted from them – I would dramatically like to say, this is not true, in case you haven’t noticed, I am very opposed to stealing. I have strong traits of empathy for others, I know how hard it is to work full time and to earn that money, so if someone thinks they have the right to steal what they did not earn, what’s NOT theirs – it makes me angry. Infact if I were a shop owner, I would put up a sign in the shop “If any girl is caught stealing, she will get smacked with this baseball bat” - and then hang a baseball bat up there right next to the sign, just out of reach of the customers. (With fake blood dripping off it). And anyway at least with my ranting and raving, I am not going to tell you what to do, my mission is only to show you what goes on in my life and how those bullies make me feel about them (what I would secretly do to them if it were up to me), I may have some good advice, things I wish I had been told when I was young- unlike those bitches that work for women’s magazines who tell women to ‘seek revenge’, ‘act like a bitch’, ‘do mean and nasty things’, for a really pathetic reason that doesn’t warrant any revenge it all - only warrants good communication. (Apparently that’s what they do, as I never read magazines, I don’t need to be told how to live. But I sure wish I had of read this blog when I was 18, it would have been far greater help than any of the psyche books, or ‘self-help’ books that I read back then, and I often listen to audio books now, including a lot of autobiographies, and I often think as I listen, that my blog would make far better reading!! Oh, and I have noticed sometimes, whole photo stories disappear completely from my PC, but I have backups on 6 different devices). Telstra/Netgear keep switching my internet off, then I have to do a ‘factory pin reset”- they do it every day, it is a game for them “you have to start again haha!!” More on Telstra problems later. The saboteurs are real, unfortunately, plus I have dogs who declare war on me, in an attempt to save their bimbo dog 'friends'. It does not work; I have not removed anything. And if something disappears, the ‘birds’ tell me about it! and I reupload. Plus I have noticed sometimes my stories get changed slightly with comical spelling mistakes – bugger of you stupid dyslexic bitches who are trying to create awareness. Stop using me. {Ever get the feeling that someone else is cashing in on your life?} This is MY life story blog, if you don’t like it, get your own, {you intruding control freaks} - this is my blog! Least I’m trying to do something; If you don’t like your life, and think ‘what on earth is she complaining about’….well, what are you doing to make your life in your world, a better place? Of all the people I talk, about the names I mention, no one has ever been questioned or charged with stealing. The police have been totally inadequate completely useless in fact, and the reason why these people do it, is because they got away with it in the first place so they continue to do it. {Same with how bullies become bullies, no one stands up to them}. I did report each stolen item to the police for the first 5yrs, but then Constable Sharon Morgan from hillbilly police station in Gin Gin locked me up for 7 days to ‘see if I was crazy’ (what a fucking dog) anyway, I no longer report stolen items to police. The police are really stupid, and only interested in car related activities (definite exceptions to that, some have been very helpful, savvy and sneakygood) Plus, I need to mention, if the suspect is someone rich /respected, or even just a “family man” – they won’t touch them, not even question them, they usually only pick on ‘loners’, especially unemployed ones. (Actually, a common theme by the whole of society) Occasionally they will look into it, and the effect a police officer has just by asking perp about petty theft, is often all it takes for the perp to ‘toe the line’. Plus, it is not good just saying what happened to the police, - if you want them to do anything you have to really get angry, to show them that this is real, it’s happening to me and it is adversely affecting me DO SOMETHING. And note it is important to write down the names of all the people that cross your path in life – in case in 30yrs time, you want to write your life blog – especially write down all the names of your classmates not only at school, but especially any little college course you do /uni/Tafe. Any odd jobs you do, you will be surprised how you will want to remember something about someone in particular- add contact details too. (Get a photo) Also take note of any help chat people from .com sites, or phone call centres, it makes a huge difference if you have their name, not only will they be more alert when speaking to you, and so they’re less likely to misbehave, which I assure you they do, some of them are absolutely revolting in their condescending and lazy manner, but if you take their name down and then put in a complaint about what happened, if something ‘bad’ happened, then that person will be reprimanded and sometimes even fired. So don’t take any of their disrespect, get their name and put in a complaint. (I have had extensive problems with such people – a lot of them are zombies) . I think Cate Cameron is one of those little thieving dogs who is following me around?? - rack off Cate Cameron - we are not friends. Of course, it could be a look alike (as explained earlier re Cathy Goldman, more about that later), if so, very sorry Cate, but you will have some bad karma from that little shop across from the school. (They let one slip through, one that should not have been there.) BTW, this was the same girl who pricked my LiLo on Outward Bound – when we were crossing a swamp, so I had to walk in neck deep swamp with God knows what creatures lurking about. (same girl, same bitch I mean). Later after we were clear of the swamp, and we were up to the clear water part with rocky rapids, one other girl, Niki, offered to share her Lilo with me, she was the only one, eventually, – we had fun! But, also, that girl Cate, was the same girl that saved me from the leech - she is a rather complicated person, but all in all, plain evil. I am really surprised, especially by older people who do not get the concept of social media and transparency - everything you do can be recorded and placed online. EVERYTHING. If you do not want people see you behaving like a bully, then don't act like one. By law, we have the right to upload any video recording of anything we see during the course of our day, onto the internet / social media, ANYTHING (except a personal act like sex /bathroom stuff or children’s changerooms) hence also why I was banned from FB unlawfully by stupid admin who want sleeping beauties to remain sleeping beauties. One more thing, as they have been stealing from me for over 20yrs now, I am a little wiser, now, than when I first realized I was being targeted. The biggest thieves, appear to be retailers, they have connections { All married women who work in their husband’s shop, in Gunnedah (also Tamworth, Gladstone and Gin Gin) steal from customers, whenever they can, if they think they can get away with it - they are disgusting creatures.} In my house at kookaburra Park, they seem to have connections with my neighbours, - they can’t steal without my neighbours seeing them, they work ‘incahoots’ with them, befriending them with zombie female tactics. They have friends who basically do exactly what I’m talking about act like dogs, (Actually I’ve been saying ‘dogs’. And all over my writings, I use the word ‘dogs’, but really I need to change it to leeches - leeches is far more appropriate in describing what these women do; they latch on to people and me and ‘suck my blood’, they follow me home and steal from me and they seem to come up with excuses and reasons why they do it, like if I didn’t say hello or didn’t smile at the checkout chick, or if I parked outside a shop, on the street, then did not purchase from that shop; that would be a reason/excuse for them, to follow me, yell out abuse, and to steal something of mine. This is exactly the type of antagonistic persecutory nazi behaviour that goes on, and I believe eBay is a guilty culprit too, with specific little dogs that work for them and have been stealing from me ‘a lot’ and I put it down to the fact that often items don’t arrive from China, and PayPal refund me, and then the next thing you know something of similar value is stolen, so I suspect that this is related to PayPal and eBay (and because I have IT nerd problems as well with photos missing etc off my PC – but it may not be them, and simply my jealous neighbours who sees and wants to play God – can they be any more wrong or offensive?) So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, - like Ned Kelly, and to come up with ways to steal and power trip. And like I said, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. The giveaway is anyone with half a brain would have something better to do than torment an old lady/ previously young girl. Infact this is so true, I know, I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! TOOLS. Btw, I don’t care if you’re not good at maths, or do not have good memory retaining skills, but if you steal from me and are disrespectful to me, like ‘stalk me’, then you’re a stupid bimbo, plain and simple. I know a lot of people who are not good at maths, but they can sing or draw like you would not believe. BTW, I believe maths and memory skills are things learnt when you’re young, if you’re not good at it when you’re older, it’s because you never learnt it as a child, because the teachers in Australian public schools are totally inadequate, as are parents, because learning to remember starts way before school age. Also one of the biggest factors in learning, is being interested in a vast array of topics, that aren’t related to your life, and this is definitely something that needs to be taught. Interested, in learning, so to speak, in fact I’m not even sure this can be taught? I believe it is key. People who pay attention and are smart, are so because they’re interested. I’m very much against bumbling parents who bumble along and don’t read up about what they gotta do to be good parents. Also, one needs to know, that when a human is born, they are right from the start “natural born thieves”, it is in the genetics, to take want they want to survive. So, a child needs to be literally taught NOT TO STEAL. One can easily survive in this world, no matter where you live – WITHOUT STEALING. I know, so many people (mothers) do not understand this at all, or what their role as mother is. Wake up! I also want to mention here, I am a very polite and respectful person. I would never be rude to a sales person behind the counter, or pick a fight. I’m very softly spoken. It was a standard that I was raised within my family, and also with the private education I had. Being rude or offensive directly to a person is just not an option and certainly not part of my nature. I feel some people think, (and do say to me) “oh well, you get this reaction from people because you must’ve been disrespectful to them” (similar to the petty theft) But this is just not the case at all, and I wouldn’t be so worked up about it, feel so ‘injust’ about it, or writing about it, if it were that way. There has been, and still is, major social issues about who certain people can be respectful towards, and who they should not be disrespectful towards. It is an attitude by small minded little girls in the community of Gunnedah (and elsewhere, Bundaberg just the same) and I’m writing about it. If you don’t want to be friends with someone, fine, just don’t – but you don’t have to act like a disrespectful bitch for someone to get the message. And I would like to warn those bitches, as I have witnessed that behaviour, and those bitchy girls always lose later, in some way, maybe small, or maybe big way. Now that I’ve had years and years and years of these antics from the stupid little girls. I now have the opinion that most people, women, I would say 85%, are basically non-thinkers, they can’t think for themselves, and 10 out of 10 will steal from me. I have also known prominent feminists to also later in their lives, reach this conclusion, a whole change of mind coming about, from experience. Yet, still, I am respectful and polite, as usual. I usually do not want any kind of confrontation or relationship with any other women (when you fight with someone you enter a relationship with them). I believe now, that those dogs behind the counter, can actually sense my belief about them, even though I don’t give them any signs, I keep things friendly, smiley and brief. But they can sense my ‘stance’, and the fact that they can’t manipulate me with their ‘sweet charm’, is the main issue. I’m pretty smart, and this is what really annoys them, and why they are so rude, disrespectful and dismissive. In fact, this whole ‘manipulation’ thing by women, over other women, is so big, that if they can’t do it, they get really ticked off, it’s like they expect to be able to ‘lord over’ and manipulate women in a very passive mind take over way, so to speak, it’s an expectation, and if you’re not susceptible to their takeover attempt, they don’t want anything to do with you - let alone, let you have any chance of getting a job in such an environment. Which is also why I’m trying to explain this and write about it, so younger girls, like me when I was young, who had no idea about this phenomenon, - it was not ever talked about, I never once heard anyone speak of such matters, and infact if I did, I am pretty sure they would be insinuating ‘craziness’. But you need to know about this fact of life, about what women do, and how they are - it’s essential to living. Although, also remember, as I have mentioned, female bully problems, is often about happiness - most bully girls can’t stand to see me (or anyone) happy, that really ticks them off too,- in fact I believe Lady Gaga wrote a song about it “Poker Face”. {Don’t tell beauticians about your life – they are the biggest jealous thieves amongst women.} Women also do this in the entertainment industry to vie for my attention; so if I watch a different show than “theirs” (don’t ask me who “theirs” is), then they organize, via the dog network, harassment on that channel – like they are extremely offensive and rude – a spoilt little brat throwing a tantrum, and I have no idea why – how could I – I am not a mind reader!! This has been a nuisance issue for many years, still in 2025 they do it. Such arrogant peacocks. Someone told me it is also a ‘pretty thing’, as in, plain or ugly girls are treated badly by ‘behind the counter sales girls’ and young men. And that is why, when I was in my 20’s I had a lot of older people telling me to smile, (it helps with an ugly face). I would agree with this. As what would happen, if I didn’t smile, the sales girl would think I was angry, even though I wasn’t angry at all, but just because of my face, like it wasn’t like a pretty sweet ‘made up’ lipstick pink face, so she thinks, I was angry with her, so therefore she starts picking a fight with me, and some of them, - the really stupid ones, would follow me after I left the store, and continue to fight with me, like verbal abuse, harassment, and theft. And I have no idea often who they are, or what the issue is, as they do it from afar, cowards. I think this personally is a big reason why I have had so many women stealing from me - it just comes down to their shallow stupidity. (After writing this particular bit, I’ve had a whole lot of people trying to set me up, to ‘entrapped’ me so to speak, like being antagonistic to invoke anger tantrum from me - it’s like if you poke someone with a stick, sooner or later, they’re going to explode all over you, and they want to see the explosion. (They have been using the post office and couriers - they’re delaying or stealing my deliveries, in order to annoy me). They have no life; bugger off you little idiots. Antagonism – the alcoholics disease. Common in Australia. So, I had here originally, a whole heap of large photos with photo stories, showing and talking about stolen items, and my life, but as I have had to reduce the size of my blog, (in 2023, - 3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is nuisance on behalf of wix. However, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. So, my images have been either removed or made MUCH smaller. This blog is a work in progress still - WIP! so sorry if I repeat myself. I started in 2020, but as the months have gone by, and as I have read my blog, I have gained a better understanding of my life, I have had ‘realizations’ about who is stealing from me, aswell as their stupid motives. So, some of the things I wrote back when I started, have needed to be updated. I am still editing this and doing rewrites. I have noticed my blog is frequently hacked and paragraphs deleted, words changed /spelling mistakes, photos removed, and even paragraphs inserted……sabotage………so I am constantly fixing it – I have a lot of people who read it and keep tabs on everything, and let me know when something has been removed. (Possibly the person deleting my paragraphs, could be the person telling me they are missing? (What the?)). If you want to see any updated original photo stories you can check my Pinterest account, as all new ones are added to the top of the page. I have 4 other back up places. https://www.pinterest.com.au/EmilyCBieman/real-australia-social-media/ https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipOW7XXz6HknAvCvBfKYJmI3Ul9WoQIoUW__hW5jgBqVv6P5TOrJUX45suakXMVXzw?key=R0psRFlXTnVRZVM0dnFMTUdSNlV0LTU1VURocU9B The first one refers to the trees by the road, above: Trees I planted roadside 2009 that were NOT stolen ORANGEGROVE RD KEEPIT DAM with Little birdy told me Queen immigration story I put this photo first, because it pretty much sums up a lot of my life - female bullies, dogging me ALL my adult life - I had teacher bullies as a child too - they are just drawn to me, like a moth to a flame (stupid dsyfunctional emotionally retarded nazi types) . So, a little birdie told me, I mean it could’ve been the queen 😁 but back in the day, when Australia wanted to import immigrants to hasten the ‘civilisation’ process. Over in England, a certain group of people decided they would encourage another certain ‘type’ of person/families to leave their country and move to Australia. They went about and choose all the riffraff/ misfits/ hoodlums and thieves and used subtle techniques to gently persuade, manipulate, and put ideas in peoples heads about moving to Australia for a wonderful start to a new life. So anyway, jokes aside, I believe this probably did happen (in the same manner as how they got rid of Pauline Hanson, tried to get rid of her), as Australia does seem to be full of complete thieving Bogans – in my experience, all 47rs of it. At first I put this photo here {showing the gum trees I planted on the OrangeGrove Rd, near Keepit Dam, Gunnedah) - to say HA! to the middle aged woman who saw me planting the trees on the other side of the road, then returned a few days later with some accomplices and dug them all up, - and stole them! HA! You did not see the trees on the other side, and now they are going great guns. (And shame on you, get some morals, and get a life, what kind of pervy powertripping middle age bimbo stops when they see a young girl planting out trees, harass’s her, then returns later to steal the trees! Heck, its people like you that should be severely fined, you are not worthy of planet earth. And hey! you BunningsBimbo dogs that hound me, bully me, vilify me, and powertrip, why don’t you pick on that tree thief woman - she’s actually a total cunt and deserves it. By the way that woman when she was speaking to me, said she lived just down the road on Tranquille Road, in that house with all the thick pine trees out the front? She may have been lying? 15yrs later after I planted them, I can see on google maps, that an idiot has chopped all those trees down anyway - nature haters, I bet it was Bret Knapman, he is a fireman and hates trees. Typical farmer in Gunnedah. Tree haters, greeny haters. Snobs 5. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of good 22 dinner plates from my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. (none was missing) One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to EBAY STAFF; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherited these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them, they did not want them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour, Heath Barwick? or Steve Carter? Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. She is BIMBO. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. I would say by a copycat. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer). He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it), but anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used ever. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, so not actually stating as such, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden at all, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can! But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; “see, we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it.” This kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the veranda, it is most likely still down at the garden shed today several years later. If you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. Neither of them are no where near strong enough, for me to be around them. (I did not take the watering can with me when I left). Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. So that’s why they took them, so I would replace with their new pink mugs. More later below about that stupidity. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug that he had purchased, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I was down to 4 Arabica plates, I could see they all would be stolen so I may aswell sell my remainder 4 for $22, which I did, then, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. But they did not do coffee cups. And some stupid little bimbo who also saw them, and purchased them, proceeded to break hers, and so over the years stole mine to replace her set (I can only assume this is what happened, as most of my set was eventually stolen, and I had to go to the tip shop in Mackay to purchase some overpriced white square crockery that no one else wanted – and I came to this conclusion because some of my plates suddenly appeared with chips, even though I had not banged them or anything, plus 2 of my rose coffee cups both had chips seemingly overnight at Sarina- and I had been talking to the retailers about getting more of them at the time – like it is a ‘no brainer’, that it was them who replaced mine, with their chipped ones during the night while I slept, - with my dodgy broken front door – the sellers of those mugs stole mine – do the police do anything about those STUPID BIMBOS -nup). Later I found some pink coffee cups – at the same time all my white maxwell and Williams porcelain coffee cups were stolen, (oh gee what a coincidence). But they turned out to be bad ones. It is hard finding the perfect coffee cup – as they have to be fine rim and hold 500ml (and either be stoneware or porcelain). I later found some at the post office, some with roses on them, but 1 was stolen, and 2 broke, and I can’t replace. – Good coffee cups is an ongoing issue. And someone whispered to me, that it was women in the fashion industry who stole my 10 extra large coffee mugs. (?) Stupid bimbos stole them? ofcourse, who else. They deserve a bullet to the ear. I know I make a point of not watching anything fashion related shows on youtube; as they are dogs and steal. I’ve had 8 bowls taken from the new set I purchased (after I had moved location to Queensland). After all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty crockery thievers, (trauma) far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? D-E-A-D (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage). Still today, Dec 2024, as I edit this story for new FB account; that what was what trigged me to do so, reaching for a plate to put my morning cake on, and I noted this was the last remaining Arabia Rustica stoneware that I have - from a complete set - AUSTRALIAN THIEVES. $10000 + worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The Fire trowel, above ( Fire Trowel, dust pan, stolen on first day of living in new rental ) This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. this was the first of close to 800 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. The JellyBabies above: The Big JellyBaby Scam (I make no apologies for my sweet treat tooth!) Darrell Lea have sold out!! Their products are no longer what they used to be. Now the $13 jelly babies, are exactly the same as the $2 jelly babies in the $2 shop. Shame on those thieves. I want my $11 back Blondie. By the way, I noticed there are other confectionery products that are different now from what they used to be; Mars bars, Cadbury. Not sure what they’ve done. Maybe it’s an artificial sweetener or something; it’s not good. Exactly what happened; I have mentioned before on my blog about this short girl, who has blonde hair, in Gunnedah and Tamworth that follows me around to retail shops and steals from me at the checkout, she’s friends with the retailers, actually I don’t know how she manages to wiggle herself in behind the counter, but she does, her main aim is to steal, and those retail owners completely allow her to do this (?) exactly what does she say to manipulate someone into stealing from their customers in such an overt way?? So, in retrospect this is the same girl that was stealing from me at Bunnings, I’m pretty sure this was a girl who stole my goggles at the pool car park and the one who steals from me at the reject shop. That girl belongs in jail. This particular day she was at Darrell Lea in Gunnedah, (I can see everything in retrospect) and when I purchased these sweets for $13 a packet which is kind of expensive for a little packet of sweets, because they are really quite special and unique, (an occasional treat only) they taste much different from the typical sweets you buy the two-dollar shop or supermarket, anyway that girl served me, instead of the usual sales person who is often there. When I got home and tried my little delectables, they were not my little delectables at all, they were the same as the ones at the two-dollar shop! so I’m not sure whether that girl just sabotaged/ swapped my jellybabies only, (which would not surprise me at all, it happens a lot) or if Darryl Lee have completely sold out, as although their lollies are now the same as the ones you get in the two-dollar shop, they are still charging a $13 a packet. But I’m pretty sure later I saw the owner of Darrell Lea trying to save that little blonde thief on telly. I have really and truly had it up to here with stupid little blonde girls who do as they please, steal, lie and cheat, act completely disrespectfully, and then get away with it purely because they’re pretty; bugger off you stupid little bimbos. BTW one well known TV show I was watching, in fact I’m not going to mention any names, but the host was quite famous in the UK and Australia. She was mentioning that she can do as she pleases, and no one ever says anything, she doesn’t get into trouble ever, no matter what she ever did or would do, she was well respected by all DOGS. She would be able to do anything, because of her status as a popular well-paid host. (I am sure that woman, was not one of the ones that has been chasing me and acting ‘disrespectfully’, she was always very polite) It was mentioned, because she could see, that no matter what I do, I get pounced on - not that I do anything wrong or break the law ever, (one work colleague in my past nicknamed me ‘presbyterian’ because I was so good!!) but they come up with reasons and excuses they can use to have a go at me, by chastising, verbal abuse, harassment, stealing, poising me, food spoilage…. Reasons being pathetic like not saying hello to the checkout chick or not saying hello to some complete stranger down the street or not smiling at them, or parking outside a shop then not purchasing from them, once (once, as in for about 15yrs or so) I had this stupid blonde bimbo from Petersham follow and verbally abuse me from across streets/ steal from me because I thought to myself that Petersham is not a really good suburb to have a cat, or for that matter raise kids, so she then took offence and declared war on me in stupid bimbo manner. OMG (case in point) Like whatever reason they can possibly somehow come up with, they have a go at me – just ridiculous things. It’s persecution and I believe Cathy Goldman is involved and Gunnedah Council – a lot of people actually DOGS – I use the word DOGS here because it’s like these people literally behave like ‘simple’ non-thinking dogs and they don’t know it - they can’t stand back and see their own behaviour, and no one has pointed out to them that their behaviour is stupid and dogged. (maybe they should be called leaches) So, I’m doing it now. Stop acting stupid, because I know for a fact that nobody likes to be thought of as stupid. And judging someone because of the job they do, or don’t do/ income, is what a stupid person would do. There are a lot of influences and factors that affect what people do, in my experience it’s not the ‘so nice’ people that get the good jobs anyway, they are people that will ‘tread’ over others to get ahead. These are the people who are most deserving of disrespect, not the other way around silly – not that I encourage disrespecting anyone, I don’t do it, and, I have a lot of reasons to do it. (but now, I name names AND post photos of thieves and harrasses online, which actually gives their dog friends a reason to now ‘hound’ me aswell (more stupidity), but I will not be deterred at this point, after what I have experienced– you picked the wrong small framed girl to steal from. Btw, those people will see later when they are older their stupid ways – you will begin to feel pain from guilt, if I were you, I would listen to me, I have seen the consequences in bullies from my past, you will not want to live those repercussions. I am warning you. (It is too late for most of you; having had so much fun playing the ‘persecutor’ – blinded by your ego and dysfunction – persecuting someone, torturing them, hurting them, or just wanting them to feel powerless and uncomfortable, is NOT a mental illness, it is pure selfish ego powertripping stupidity – not to mention lazy, the lazy persons trick of mind) I have some girls who have been following me around for 20 yrs trying still to make up for their bad behaviour – stupid. And maybe this possibly is the reason why that blonde bimbo was overcharging me at Daryl Lea, but actually I don’t think so; I think the reason then, was because these sweets, these jellybabies, actually are, or were, well, the ‘Ferrari’ of jellybabies - they’re really that good. {I know what I’m doing, do you know what you’re doing} And that short blonde girl is hung up on class, I mean, completely obsessed in the head about class, and she thinks anyone on low income shouldn’t purchase luxury items, and deserve luxury items, and that’s why she stole my sweets for herself, she doesn’t believe that I deserve a luxury item, even though I paid for it, and she DID NOT. There have been other items too, like the quality Coco I purchased from America - it was swapped over after I used only once, for cheap Coco from Cadbury or Nestle (or homebrand). Also, my petrol for the chainsaw and mower was swapped over; I only buy premium for small engines, and someone swapped it over for basic unleaded once, another time they just stole the whole caddy. Other things like they sabotage my clothes of good quality by putting marks or holes in them, or substituting natural fibres for synthetics, she swapped my $1000 kodak camera over for same one but with dirt in the lens. I mean, this girl is REALLY HUNG (mentally retarded) up about class. Can you see how stupid this girl is? Can that girl see how stupid she is? I mean is there going to be some point today or in the future when she wakes up and realises what a stupid bimbo she is? Like that “aha” moment in Les Misérables, when the Chief of police Javert is standing at the bridge in the final scene, and he realises his mortal enemy and nemesis, Jean Valjean, who he has been chasing and hunting for all these years, is more morally upright than he himself, he’s so disturbed by his doggedness behaviour that he kills himself by throwing himself into the Seine River. - When is that stupid blonde going to jump into the river? I know it’s going to happen, stick with me and it will, because I know they have been heaps of bimbos who have crossed my path and have seen the light. It’s only a matter of time you stupid little cunt. Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) I’m not in entirely sure if this is true, but I suspect that it might be; that short little blonde has been given the chop, as in she no longer hounds me. I guess when someone was reading about how exactly I feel about this particular thieving bimbo, somebody has reined her in! Indeed I haven’t seen her for some time, and I believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. I did see someone try to manipulate the sewer at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, so if they’ve got a different girl to do it or she’s hiding out of sight, this would not surprise me, I also believe it’s NEGS girl related? (My home/garden/business/life was stolen for this reason) I have the right to live my life without being harassed by anyone. I have the right to spend my money on whatever I see fit. I have the right to be single. I have the right to walk down the street without being followed or verbally abused. I have the right not to be followed / investigated / spied on by DOGS. Anyone who does contrary to this needs to be severely fined, truly, you’re the one not worthy. WAKE UP. Now, this same girl, has been a reoccurring bimbo nemesis in my life: (I still have no idea who she is – I don’t believe I know her, nor have ever been friends or acquaintances with her.) SAME GIRL - Same fucking dog that charged me 5c for woollies supermarket plastic bags, back in 2000, when there was no charge for plastic bags, nobody else instore was charged. You know I could just write same girl that charged me 5c instead of same fucking dog that charge me 5c, but I want to capture exactly how much that little dog has pissed me off, even though when I’m walking around my garden, or sending off some seeds, or designing some fabric, or doing some cooking, house chores…. I’m not pissed off at all. But when I realised, she was charging me 5c and nobody else, that’s how mad I was, at the time, and when I look back and remember that stupid dog, I’m also angry in those moments - and I’m pretty sure every time I curse her in her mind (“that stupid bloody girl”), that girl gets less and less of a chance of having good luck in her life. SAME GIRL -This is the same girl that had something to do with forcing me to work at the nursing home, knowing full well, due to injuring my throat, that I would get sick, she knows that I have never been sick my life, and this fact, and the fact that I’m NOT considered wealthy or high income, really pissed her off. So, she thinks all low-income people should be sick, and all ‘well to do’ people should be healthy, whereas I was the opposite of that, never getting sick and still low income (I know how to look after myself). She is totally screwed up in the head, she is sick in the head, not to mention evil. And this is the true nature of a lot of women, I recall some of the young girls at private school were exactly the same, totally ‘hung up’ about class and money, as were some of the staff. SAME GIRL - I noticed at one point in Gunnedah, around 2006 when I was doing my horticulture course. That for some time there had been certain girls who followed me around, especially at Tafe (they would hide) who wanted to try to get me to talk in slang and put on weight - this is going to be quite difficult to explain how they did this, how they tried. But I can definitely tell you why they were doing this; so other people around me, won’t be confused about the fact that I had no ‘status’ in society - you see, if you speak well, you dress well, and you’re not overweight, people assume that you’re ‘well to do’ and have a place in society and should be treated with respect. Not to mention are more ‘desirable’. Those girls really hated that about me, because I was a mere Tafe student, according to their dog rules, I had no status in society so to speak. Yet, I am able to command a certain level of respect without having to do anything, to ‘earn it’ so to speak - not that I think people should have to earn respect, this is something that should be given to everyone from everyone. But, well, actually I don’t think I can even begin to explain some of the things they would do, to try and get me to talk badly and put on weight - I’m pretty sure it didn’t work for them. It wasn’t until I got sick and they handicap my foot, that I started putting on weight - I’ve always been skinny, my whole life, and I’m really not sure about the way I speak, but I do seem to get a good response when I talk to people on the phone / way more than email - it’s like they can hear my tone, and they respond positively to it, even though I much prefer communicating via email. I want to quickly mention, the ‘desirable’ I mentioned above. Being noticed by men is something that jealous women hate, so much so, that I have had a group of women find out who all the single men are in town, in Gunnedah, that may be lurking around me, and they have matched them up - they have gone and found matches, from all parts of the world to match up a single man - to make sure I don’t have anyone who may possibly give me reasons, to be highly ecstatic. I told you: they are jealous of everything. And by the way, if you’re a single man who crosses my path, you’ve got no chance of remaining single for too long. I can assure you, they will find you someone, someone that you cannot resist. They now pride themselves on being matchmakers, out of spite for me. Isn’t that typical female. SAME GIRL – I strongly suspect Cathy Goldman the boarding house mistress from boarding school has something to do with this, because I would always come home to the boarding house after each meal, and just walk up the stairs past the desk, chatting with my friends, whereas a lot of the little ‘teachers pets’ types would hang about the desk and chat to Cathy Goldman (She wanted to be worshipped by the young girls) I however, being a healthy girl, would pay her no attention, mainly because of my experience with her in Year 7 - she’s a fucking idiot. But I would never be disrespectful to her, and she told me one day when I went past her – she yelled out at me on the stairs, that not stopping to speak to her like all the other little girls was disrespectful. And so, I, being a sassy 13yr old, was not about to stop and play nice with that stupid woman, so I told her she should earn her respect and just kept walking, which I don’t regret because she completely failed her duties two years prior, and she should’ve been fired - read the “School bully story“. But she was still there, and she was obsessed with me, and so that comment, I think, stuck in her stupid little dog head, and possibly is fuel for her, as to why she is still hounding me (as I mentioned on numerous occasions) and possibly she is the person behind that stupid little blonde telling me that I am not worthy constantly, because of that comment. Although I have never seen her at those times, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she was in the background hiding and working those stupid little blonde girls like puppets. I have seen this happen on several occasions. So, she is the only person I can think off that would have a reason (albeit ridiculous) to want to hate/fight me, I cannot think of anyone else who I have done the wrong thing by. I have informed the police about Cathy Goldman, and I have not seen her since, but it has not been that long, and like I said – obsessed with me. OBSESSED, like only a dog can be. This phenomenon of the evil woman, is something really ignored in society. Like in movies, we are shown women to be weak and vulnerable, when it has been my experience that women are especially evil and very cunning, far more so than men, and as I wrote this, I know there will be people who read this and think “oh yeah, bullshit, it was just a coincidence she got sick it wasn’t an evil plan by some stupid bitch” – which just proves my point about the unwillingness to see what women are really like. So, I think this girl did more than just ‘will’ my sickness, she took action, she has friends of friends. I know I have witnessed many circumstances, where a woman’s mere ‘will’ has decided on the outcome of a situation, and she hasn’t actually done or said anything, she has just thought something, it’s just like she has thought about what she wants to happen in a situation, - put the thought into the universe, and as a result it has come true. And then the reverse is very true, not wanting something to happen so badly, that it does. (If you behave like a mouse, then you will get cats chasing you, somewhere along those lines) I know if this happened all the time, then people would be just talking and thinking about winning money constantly, so obviously, it’s a mysterious topic which is really unknown and undocumented. SAME GIRL - I also heard this girl when I was ‘abducted’ by the police and Bundaberg mental health to ‘see if I was crazy’ (unbelievable violations). I heard her, I didn’t actually see her, she was being sneaky. But when I am under attack, as I was in that situation - I know what to say, how to think, how to carry oneself, and so she gave up and left, declaring that I had won. (? not entirely sure what I won?? – there were certainly no cash prizes! mmm wait a minute, covid19 cash grants!....) So, this girl most definitely has something to do with locking me up against my will (and against the law) too, see evil. Who the hell is this stupid girl, who the hell does she think she is messing about with my life like this? My life is none of your business you stupid little girl. Could someone please go get her a supervisa husband? -she cannot function properly on her own. Next along that row, is me! Me, 46yrs at Colosseum, QLD, after being ‘cast out’ of my home town in Gunnedah Great achievements come from permanence It’s such a catastrophe having to re-locate several times, many times in fact, in your life, especially if you have pets or are a gardener. I know cats get really attached to the whole situation, it’s like the yard, the house, it is their life, and relocating for a cat just doesn’t make sense at all, and I feel, it’s pretty much the same with a humans of any age, but especially kids, in my opinion. Kids need to form ties and bonds with same age generation, - actually, not only important with children but with their parents, and community too. It’s the people you know that will help you later on in life, possibly push you over the edge to get that good job or to get that good apartment by just a mere word from someone you know (thank you Mrs Finney). This has been very true I found in life, more so than my skills/abilities. The people I know have been more important, of course you will need to have skills and attributes to back yourself! but I’ve noticed it sometimes doesn’t matter what you know, or if you’re highly skilled, because you can’t be successful without a support team around you, this means family, or people close to you that are like family, that offer support like, emotional, moral, 2nd opinion, security – that kind of support. And this is true in business, as well in situations where you find yourself in trouble, like in court or dealing with the police. If you don’t have the support, just don’t set your life expectations too high. And forming attachments to big old trees – watching them grow from seedlings in your yard, all really important things to do in life. Don’t get me started on the problems I have with hair conditioners….I find one that is super good at detangling, I purchase it again, only they change the formula to one that is hopeless at detangling. It seems, every brand does it, not just Pantene! And last photo along that row above is My homemade elevation bed sling for planter fasciitis, to treat inflammation In summer, this sling really makes a difference with the inflammation. I am currently applying for Disability Pension, so far, I been rejected twice, - they do not believe me. Not enough medical evidence. And “foot has been stabilized” - whatever that means, and they did not tell me those reasons, I had to phone and ask why, and they were very reluctant to sate any reasons, it’s like they want me to go through this long arduous drawn-out process with them, I feel they are kind of desperate. Maybe both feet have to be out of action to qualify for Disability? It does state clearly on their website if you have had a medical certificate condition longer than 3 yrs, you will be entitled to a Disability Pension, well I am up to 5yrs. They are thieving liars – it is just like when they refused me for Aus study back when I was 18. Thieving cunts who work at Centrelink. Thieving cunts. Plus, since I have to deal with them about this issue, they have caused many contradictory hoop problems, particularly about Identification, one call centre person says no I don’t have to go in to a counter to Id myself, and then the next time says I do, and that’s why it is not processed? (They do ask you to upload all id stuff like birth certificate etc, which I did). BUT also, a bit later, my birth certificate was stolen out of my house AT THIS TIME – the original green one, I believe it is Centrelink related, as when I had to deal with Centrelink in 1992, back then my birth certificate was also stolen, along with my passport. (I had to send off to Births Deaths and Marriages for a new Birth certificate, which I will have to do again $60 fee - maybe the dogs at Centrelink have whole “fake ID wrought system” going in Australia??). They are unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. This was Bundaberg office at the time; I find naming the Office actually makes a difference, sometimes there can be whole staff sackings with new staff being brought on. Wake up staff. BTW in 2025 they ignored my medical certificate from the Dr; so, the 6yrs of incapacitation would go back to 0yrs. They ignored their rule of 3yrs, so why would they not ignore 6yrs too! Unbelievable antagonistic, condescending, power dripping, thieving cunts. (as I was writing this, again, white SUV parked next door at Bob and Helens, and they beeped me – I would say related to this birth certificate theft – GET A LIFE LITTLE PEOPLE). My uncle Chris thinks I should be getting Disability payments. He thinks I would not have to deal with so many stresses then, or it would be easier. (5 years now of being unable to walk properly, longer than 15 minutes or do any exercise. 5 years, you should see my big butt! – actually I have found having a big butt and a big belly, gets rid of ‘little shallow’ girls and boys. It’s a bonus. (And a little surprising for me, for those people to think that I would have someone so shallow in my life in the first place!) They don’t know me too well. Another example of “ways to get rid of pricks”. Actually, I want to say more about those neighbours: Bob Elder, I'm pretty sure I've written about this before, something about Bob lawnmowing and making bang noises with his lawnmower to make a disturbance in the neighbourhood - but I couldn't find it. Probably stolen. It mentioned some of the other antics that my neighbours get up to, to try and manipulate me. Or antics to express their annoyance at something I do, or don't do. It's really strange, it's like they think it's “make a wish”! Well, this is not Make-A-Wish!! You know, if somebody would like to wave their magic wand at me and state Make-A-Wish? it would be: for those people who steal for me to be assassinated, to be shot dead when they're caught leaving my house with my stuff - that's what I want SHOT DEAD – with news coverage, so everyone can see what's going to happen if you steal from someone; you're going to be SHOT DEAD plus your body would be left lying there, for ages, until somebody from Council gets around to coming along, and cleaning up your body. Seriously this is it -if it means shooting the young grandson of my old man neighbour, – then I would be very happy to see the thief shot dead. “Oh well”. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ For the box: I have since come up with better ways to get rid of inflammation; involving hot water and essential oil! I need to show you a list of items that have been stolen from me , beginning from when I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. So you can see what I am really complaining about. These are the items I know about. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs in, when I realized I was being targeted by same people and I wanted to do something, as the police were unable to do anything. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would allways be stolen too. I’m up to about 800 now - 800 small, everyday items. (just what I know about, there is prob heaps more). But since posting photos of them online, some have been returned later, sometimes much later, I'm guesstimating there would've been about 20 such items returned). I believe they take small items because this will fall under the radar of the police, if it was more valuable items the police would take a greater interest and would possibly find the culprit out. So here is my list; (I include the replacement value. The price not listed is stress and worry) I mean, I don’t expect you to read through the whole list, but just to get a general gist, and to show how much there is, what an impact the thieving is having on my life. That I have to record everything that has been taken because there’s been so much, and this is how I can possibly do something about it, plus deal with it psychologically speaking. Also, I am a crafty person, so I have a lot of little craft materials alongside my seed business -they steal both craft products and seeds equally. So this is a list of items from 2015 onwards, but they did steal before then too, occasionally, it started when I was living at Pendle Hill in Sydney with the theft of my original birth certificate from my flat, and passport from centerlink Parramatta. It could well be centerlink staff who are stealing, allthough being unemployed does not seem to be the determining factor. They steal all the time, at work, not at work, from shops, from my house, from my car, from my body when I am out, all the time since 1994; {Note, wix, cannot do 'copy and paste' from Word, the formatting gets lost here, numbers are lost too} I list the replacement value, the price not listed is stress from being targeted by bullies. And hey all narcs: I did not steal from anyone for retaliation thefts - you idiots. 1. Sewing machine oil 2ltr (brand new bottle)(2006)Melbourne; a lot of thieves in Melbourne, I think they followed me back to Gunnedah? $40 2. 2 lt pva glue (2006) Melbourne $18 3. In Melbourne - city Council are parking ticket related thieves, nonsensical signs to trick - money making scam, you are going to burn in hell {Gunnedah did it once too} $500 4. Lip balm, half of it, (2005 after returning from Melbourne RMIT – Melbourne was a mistake – total cunts and thieves in Melbourne – weird things stolen while I live at dads) 5. Anni difranco cds x 3 (this record was stolen, I had to re type it in 3 Anni difranco cds 6. Copper kettle, prob heaps more, was not really aware I was being targeted by thieves at that point 7. 1 tube Liquid nails (2015 onwards) $7 8. Lawn mower oil 2lt $12 9. 4 tyres/wheels taken off my car that broke down near Keepit Dam, NSW $1000 10. Sunglasses x 2 $100 11. AAA batteries x 7 $12 12. Goggles (from locked car at pool car park) $30 13. Air conditioner cork from the unit $12 14. Copper kettle (removalist or flatmate Mat from Melbourne or family member?) $85 15. Good Dust Brush and $5 16. Fire trowel (first day I moved in, only Heywood’s and my dad/brother were there) $45 17. Moisturizer $15 18. Knitting materials $12 19. Petrol Receipts (seriously) $? 20. 2 loose screws taken out of car passenger seat in Tamworth outside Op shop in Hill st $5 21. Sewing Snippets $10 22. Trowel/ shovel (giant blue one from Bunnings, stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker)$35 23. Very large painted pink sprinkler $19 24. Tube stock and label $12 25. A4 image print $55 26. Gunmetal tweezers $24 27. Bike led light $15 28. House Keys $100 29. 2 Anhi DeFranco CDs $50 30. Beetles vinyl record, it was a blue cover with flowers I think 31. Secateurs x 3 $35 32. Piping bag attachment $35 33. 2 t/ware containers filled with garlic $40 34. Folk-art Door Note Pad $35 35. 5kg mince from freezer $50 36. Seed capsule (pyriformis) off the tree out front $12 37. 2 hair large butterfly hair clips $20 38. Red screwdriver $12 39. Tree vandalization, could have been roos $345 40. Eucalyptus melanophloia seeds, seed collected from Heath Barwick’s dads property $10 41. cat brush $2.39 42. RIT dye $10 43. ShopDoor Bell, School bell, string of doorbells x 2 $50 44. Plastic Tap from 60L Container $15 45. Knitted intarsia wool bag Xmas time/ returned 3mnths later (in a sorry state with courier ticket attached)? Maybe little sister Penny Bieman or little zombie Brother Daniel? $150 46. nail curve scissors $20 47. black non-stick spatula $6 48. Car Jack from car boot at mechanics $45 49. Vintage Leather hat box from Henry st garage just after dad died $90 50. fur stole (nice lush one, from house, could have been siblings but more likely neighbours$200 51. power board $20 52. 1kg Bio Zed laundry powder x2 $25 53. red bag lost left in town at Vinnies / but later returned to my house to the laundry 54. 3 x silver plated parfait spoon that was stolen (at Bulga, plus fridge sign taken/replaced) $65 55. marinated onions in jar $15 56. 3 Victoria Knox knives $35 57. Emails disappear, lists hacked, forms changed (virus protection make no difference) $? 58. Pkt 10 green irrigation spray heads $12 59. Mulberries – blonde hair in tree! $25 60. Apples off tree $25 61. whole tree of nectarines, whole tree $100 62. a photo of that cute little Kurrajong tree at keepit turn off? Did I take one or not? 63. white headphones – taken/returned 64. sewing machine dust brush (suspect Katie carter or Emma Finlayson neighbours and both sewers) $12 65. forms/paperwork $stress 66. Chocolate Caramel Tart recipe from pin board (salted) $? 67. Drill key x 2 off veranda $34 68. Front Door Key $30 69. 6 in 1 screw tool $22 70. Stanley screwdriver brand new $12 71. X2 knitting needles, 3.75, 47” + 24” $30 72. wooden pegs $4 73. socks/underwear off the line $20 74. scissors $5 75. tennis ball from car in Gunnedah parked at irrigation place $5 76. electronic stud finder $30 77. flour – they swap my bulk bread flour for pastry flour? Repeatedly this is a problem $200 78. 2 plug in light bulbs $12 79. ball of black cotton yarn $16 80. water bottle and cooler from Gunnedah Art Gallery $50 81. dowel rolling pin off top of fridge, I suspect spoilt little brats from MasterChef $15 82. jar of Duck fat $6 83. 4 gift cards stolen by staff / volunteers at Gunnedah art gallery $20 84. Timber from Bunnings checkout queue, returned next day to back of my Ute? 85. Pin from Wool picker, mysteriously returned 12 months later $14 86. 4.5mm x 40cm circular knitting needles $12 87. 400g white alpaca $20 88. 3 good trowels $40 89. Wrench spanner shifter, I suspect Heath Barwick $12 90. Irrigation joiner with red cap; x 4 $123 91. blue/3 green irrigation spray heads $11 92. Airs let out of trolley and 2 wheelbarrows o/n I suspect David Heywood $200 93. 2 face washers $70 94. purple D clip $12 95. Front door key, again, how many times do I need to replace the front door lock? $40 96. art metal spatula retuned 3 years later – not kidding 97. Tape measure for pool, 30m x 3 – all 3 were stolen $70 98. Stoneware x 16 brown plates Arabia Ruska STONEWARE $360 99. Another 4 brand new secateurs $40 100. Key chain $100 101. 7 China graph pencils $30 102. Shopping list from locked car (plus dogs in Tamworth) 103. Metal rod from window, when I was asleep with window open, and God knows what else 104. Another 3 pairs of secateurs $30 105. Another red irrigation cap $1 106. Blue pruning saw / returned (what happened to my orange pruning saw?) 107. Half head garlic 108. Propagation vandalization –always on a Friday or Saturday night $12 109. Flower seedlings $12 110. Soapwort- stolen after that girl with red hair on the BBC ‘Gardner’s World’ TV show explained how to ‘lift’ to transplant little plants$12 111. Acacia seeds, rare $100 112. Acacia spectabilis seed, whole tree $25 113. Hakea seed, Euc seed $35 114. Another gazania ‘kiss’ seedling $10 115. SanDisk 32gb secure digital SD card sdhc hc g class 4 / returned 116. Deodorant x2 $8 117. Sticky tap dispenser $10 118. Plums off tree, and chook trodden on, breaking leg $40 119. Unpick, blue $10 120. Nuts, pickpocketed out of bag at the Barber St Doctor reception $10 2014 female dogs 121. Rayon silk embroidery thread x2 $12 122. White Cotton voile off the roll $20 123. 7.5mm bamboo circular needles $12 124. 7mm bamboo circular needles $12 125. Bolt and nut, unscrewed from channel, 1 of 36 taken $12 126. Tin snips, later returned with additional pair plus a new hammer turned up on my shelf? $22 127. calculator pickpocketed out of bag at Tamworth Bunnings by staff there $34 128. freshly collected Euc seeds from car parked at Taminda, guy in mid-30’s $20 129. plug and joiner fittings $5 130. 6 x 30cm metal ruler $40 131. House entered when I absent, security system switched off ? 132. Mannequin displayed at Gunnedah Art Gallery taken then returned damaged $145 133. Power keeps getting switched off I suspect Steve Carter $ A LOT 134. Tape measure retractable 3m $10 135. Back door opened, cameras not enabled when I was in Tam. Swann switch off? 136. 2 small screws placed in plastic bag in living room 137. Hose fitting washers $5 138. Every time I order from Dural Irrigation, I HAVE HOSE RELATED ITEMS STOLEN $ A LOT 139. Home invasion while I sleep, several items moved about? New Jumper cut, feather placed? 140. Cutlery, 8 metal knifes (purchased from Vinnies!) $5 141. Watched landlord drain all water out of rainwater tank – David Heywood, child walking around in an adult body. 142. Car scratched up, muffler damaged, saw tampered with, pots knocked off, eggs stolen…... 143. Eucalyptus microcorys seeds – a whole lot, could be rubiginosa $60 144. 50ml Aluminium Balm Tin Lip Gloss Container $1.04 145. Lip Pigment Makeup Liquid $1.98 146. Kapok Tree vandalized, could be birds? Lights outside, the contract shooter Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend?) $50 147. Shooters 4am outside window, 10 shots until I switched light on Mark Eveleigh and skank girlfriend? 148. car broken into a rural health clinic, park brake left on, not sure if anything taken 149. 10L unleaded fuel from locked shed $19 150. Washing powder (lights outside) $7 151. Silver earing pieces x 10 $2 152. Red ochre pigment $5.80 153. At least 8 torches $80 154. Knitting pin stitch holder, later returned to my floor, seriously, Friday 15th 2014 $20 155. At least 5 reading glasses, 3 pickpocketed out of bag , in Gunnedah female theives$40 156. Hakea grammatophylla seeds $12 157. 9 black pens $12 158. Red sewing clippers - window opened to bar (7cm gap) gauze shimmed off $1 159. Watch battery mysteriously materialized on my floor? 160. Black yoga top, used and unwashed (blackout/cows in, I suspect landlords daughters)$20 161. Silver clip, replaced with black stationary clip ? 162. Glass $7 163. CCTV cable $40 164. 4 stoke oil, new bottle $20 165. Chrysanthemum Indicum seed Double Mix $20 166. Blue nylon cord $10 167. Kodak camera $1000 168. Twine x 1 ball $4 169. Chainsaw nut ($30 to replace) $30 170. 400g alpaca hand dyed with Mulberries, wine colour $50 171. Protractor $12 172. Spare key / fine bone china smashed $90 173. Pink silk sleeve pair $50 174. More Arabia Ruska STONEWARE dinner plates x 2 $40 175. Liquid paper $5 176. 1.6mm Bic pen $5 177. Poinsettia Princettia cuttings $ 178. pool stuff used and tissues thrown in pool YUK 179. Chamelaucium uncinatum - Geraldton wax seeds $10 180. screw to chain lock $5 181. Blue nylon fishing cord $10 182. Bormioli Rocco Glass jar full of fresh dried apricots $17 183. 2 long wooden spoons then returned 184. 4 more yellow secateurs $40 185. 4 blue secateurs $40 186. 4m dark green georgette fabric, off the roll $20 187. Stunning silver rose ring (I mean stunning), that one was ages ago in 1998, I still miss it$700 188. Orange Taylors chalk $5 189. Body Thermometer $1.72 190. 2 frozen bananas? $1.40 191. Chainsaw screw (maybe dingbat repairer forgot to put it back on?) $7 192. Tat soi seed $15 193. Irrigation filter $16 194. Another 32gb usb, pink, full of knitwear photos $50 195. Plastic jug $3 196. Metal ice cube tray with automatic lever vintage $50 197. Eggs 198. Californian poppy seedlings (true pink form of ‘Ballerina’) $100 199. Wide spray head off (the white one) pressure cleaner, taken from locked shed $7 200. Kennedia seeds $5 201. House Keys between 434 and 439 2/08/15, while I was getting the washing of the line $100 202. Black/red pliers. Later returned to different spot and something else taken (my keys) 203. Wood from back of Ute (one day I watched Ute on street from inside, men, walk up, look inside for anything to steal) 204. Purple bottle brush seeds and label $50 205. 2 rego tickets of desk, later returned they did not pay them! 206. 10 Drill Bits 0.5mm $1 207. 2 more lack yoga tops $30 208. Premium fuel swapped for regular fuel in my 10L caddy, I can tell difference, old lady at Centrelink did it$15 209. My outdoor tweezers from special spot $2 210. Pottery bowl cracked (motor biker and bar off kitchen window) $50 211. Vent Foil tube (from roof storage) later returned 212. Clasp Hasp and Staple 4" $1.78 213. The doctors card with email ? 214. Paper scissors 19/10/2015 11:00 AM (prop some Euc seeds too) $5 215. Glass head pins (stolen by Heath Barwick for Emma Finylayson) $7 216. 2 pins for clamps (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned by Mark Kesby at Longs – NONTHINKING ARSHOLES $20 217. Tweezers – outdoor ones 2nd pair replacement $4.09 218. Toggle $2 219. KnitPro cable 60cm long one $20 220. Mosaic Tiles $25 221. My 1 yd cotton skivi Top in fabric in my Apple Blossom Cluster on white h fabric $45 222. My 1yd cotton pants in maidenhair fern print $45 223. My 1yd cotton night in apple blossom print x2 $45 224. My 1yd cotton night in smoky pink $45 225. My silk cotton shirt in Queen Beige shirt fabric $45 226. Pima Cotton plant $15 227. Eucalyptus orbifolia seeds $45 228. Hakea multilineata seed (maybe Janet Hathaway’s kids stealing seed?) $5 229. Orange capsicum seedlings $20 230. Scoured Blue Faced Leicester Fleece 100g $6 231. 3 Colour Stripe Wool and Mohair Rib Cowl - any good things photographed online; stolen$100 232. E. citriodora tube stock (maybe Sarah Fergusons daughter from Peter Long steals plants?)$30 233. Lavender oil from eBay $12 234. Macadamia vandalized 235. Letter from Donna Keegan stolen 236. Ariat shoe brush (unbelievable) $15 237. Amythurst pendant earring just 1 taken $15 238. Ruby 32gb usb / later returned 239. 2kg sugar brand new unopened from kitchen cupboard- masterchef spoilt brats?? $2 240. Hose spray $15 241. Rudolf Steiner school book stolen then returned 242. Rose quartz heart stone silver plaited pendant - returned (because I know how to kick up a stink now!) 243. trees vandalized 244. Eucalyptus lansdowneana x 3 tubes, Eucalyptus citriodora x2 t, Eucalyptus leucoxylon x1 t $18 245. Pima cotton plant, dug up $15 246. D clamp, stolen then returned to living room - 247. Booklet of 5 stamps from desk (free concession booklet from post office) $5 Total so far $6606 plus $1500 Swann CCTV +running cost and time 248. Rapunzel DUTCH cocoa replaced with NATURAL cheaper cocoa in container; something a dog would do, unbelievable stupid bimbo girls out there, possibly a chef stole it, from masterchef (spoilt little brat) $12+$22postage 249. 1 pink / grey stripe cashmere glove only 1 (SYTYCD?) $25 250. Master padlock stolen at gate between 130pm and 4pm 20th June, same day Ken from Telstra was here to connect the phone, reported to Gunnedah police, phone rang out 3 times, before Tamworth answered, and did nothing so called theft line Ronda who said police will come here (never turned up) but Telstra credited me the cost to replace the padlock 251. New White leggings – COTTON / SPANDEX JERSEY $30 252. More 7mm x40cm bamboo circs 253. Mail box vandalized again (I suspect Steve Carters nephews) $90 254. 32 GB iPod returned to car ? 255. Glue unopened e62360256 Anne (reported to Damian Wood at Gunnedah – but he is hopeless, did not even bother making a report- glue returned 1 week later 256. 2 tomato plants $15 257. 3 eggs (I suspect H&H Refrigeration, Bret) $5 258. Forgot to lock and power switched off, not sure what was taken, no electricity 259. Black / Silver zippered Harry Who Top $200 260. Unripe fruit picked left outside tunnel; 4 trees $400 261. Whole chilli tray $12 262. 1 orange capsicum tube $5 263. More 3mm metal dpn and 3mm bamboo dpn $3 264. Plant: Pink flowering Ironbark - Eucalyptus sideroxylon. Tube stock $10 265. Plastic egg 20/12/2016, returned 1 week late, then stolen again 31/3/2017 $1 266. Purple head of Garlic $10 267. Eucalyptus sideroxylon – Pink Flowering Iron Bark – x 5 tubes $50 268. 3mm bamboo circular needles x 3 pairs 120cm $30 269. Needle threader (they took 1, I still have 1 left) $1 270. Secateurs out of the car, last trip into town, parked at the Dentist in Barber ST $16 271. Cat biscuits, the whole bowl, I think Emma Finlayson stole that $10 272. Green garden bag from garden express (1), still have 2 left $20 273. Spare key – they left it on log for me to find, after stealing fly squat?? 274. Fly squat that I inherited from Dad – souvenir from Tasmania Trip, later returned $20 275. Favourite Black potting tray / pot $15 276. F&P Dish Draw – by dodgy devious way $1200 277. faux fur yarn from Gwen Wilsons house, later returned $15 278. vintage weeder from Tulcumbah (maybe Tomas who’s friends with Cull /knapman boy) $50 279. hot wax poured on my ball of cat / alpaca yarn – crazy idiot 280. 2 butterfly claw clips taken, then returned 281. Seedless white Grape Vine plant in 12” pot $25 282. Plastic bag from shade house taken then returned a day later no value whatsoever 283. Pears off tree – bird alarm at 2am, 340am and 5am, not a bird stalker? 284. Watering can taken then returned from shade house $12 285. More fresh eggs, literally would be 100’s now $50 286. Photo of that strange bird, taken off my PC (hacked) $200 287. iPod screw from car– and I am pretty sure they dislodged the lcd screen on both $344 x 2 288. Strawberry guava all off tree/ aerial spraying, no fruitfly this year, arshole and STUPID Steve Carter . Aerial spraying poisons over me on the hill, just up from house, and my house. DUMB 289. Sideroxylon tubes x 3 so far 290. Missing footage on cctv after going into town 291. More 3mm Bamboo circular knitting needles – 40cm, 80cm and 120cm $25 292. Half bottle of face moisturizer, while pressure cleaning, reported Ray, he considers it lost - arse $14 293. Clove oil $12 294. Folk art needle holder, timber with orange flowers? $35 295. Pyriformis seedling 296. No more gaps sealant $25 297. Gold brown sunnies 298. Purple sunnies (just discovered these hopeless aluminium windows can be opened easily if not shut all the way) 299. Reading glasses at Joblink Plus $1 300. Wide Chisel taken when gap filler was returned, later returned $15 301. Red handled paint scraper, later returned, then later stolen, plus my 2nd one was stolen $50 302. Fabric design Silver Eucalyptus foliage Warm, I think, not sure, I have so many things stolen 303. Asparagus knife from chook yard Sunday (17th /18th September 2017) night at 3am $12 304. HDMI cable and Auxiliary cable from new DVD from living room floor, same night as chook mysteriously got stuck under a log outside the penn – left window open dammit $10 305. ANGOPHORA costata - Smooth-barked Apple Gum SEEDS $10 306. EUCALYPTUS calycogona (pink fls) (WA) - Pink Gooseberry Mallee $10 307. Car windows open, battery flat next day – new battery, someone tampered with it? $200 308. Gomphrena canescens labelled seed tray $10 309. Hakea falcate? Something awry in shade house, not sure what, could be labels swapped? 310. Plastic seed tray with lid $10 311. Small orange handled screw (I think my overlocker was tampered too) $6 312. Whole tree of Eucalyptus leucoxylon rosea – Pink Flowering Yellow Gum seed pods 313. 3.25mm x 80cm, 3.75mm x 80cm, 5mm x 80cm, 2 lots 3.5mm x 80cm Metal Circular knitting needles – up to 16 pairs now that have been stolen $100 314. Whole tree of Eucalyptus lansdowneana seed pods taken 315. Kennedia nigricans - Black Coral Pea, SEED X100 (so many seeds, must be landlord related) 316. 30g Callebaut (heaps of Callebaut chocolate, what I mean by heasp, is 6mnths supply stolen with each 10kg bulk order – so many grams, grams plus grams of chocolate. I hope that person gets cancer and dies. 317. Pruning saw, later returned along with blue Philips head $40 318. Rake (the big plastic green one, the really good ones $50 319. Brazil nuts stolen by receptions friends at barber st Medical centre- pic pocketed, someone later told me, was stolen by famous musician with blonde hair, no idea who, don’t listen to music – another clinic that needs to be sued. That makes 3 now, the local Sarina clinic is begging for it too. 320. Calculator, the good solar one from school in the 90’s (belonged to Tomas, little brother, may have been him?? $50 321. paper oriental umbrella with my black-and-white design 322. Pool light component, the electronic back end wall fitting part $370.00 323. Binoculars, really old crap ones in case with strap $50 Also had problems with 2 neighbours who sprayed poison over my house and me, the 2 neighbours that spray in my area are Mark Tydd and Steve Carter – both “greenie haters” both rich. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2u5T8jWsVA (Forced relocation, basically due to bullying and pure jealousy. Get off your arse and build your own vege patch) At this point I moved (first Kesbies, then Long Cottage) (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 324. Letter/ Calendar/lease forms (later returned) 325. Green hose joiner/returned 2 days later $1 326. 8+ white 500ml coffee cups major coffee cup shortage now $20 327. Homemade Hat, wind proof why? $30 328. Old rusty large Splatter guard (something rusty like this does not usually get stolen?) $10 329. 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) + $12 330. 50g alpaca / silk (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $20 331. Nutribullet gasket (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $24 332. So you think you can Dance season 11 ep 1 -5 DVD 333. Black textas x 4 $20 334. Pkt of seed – Russian Onion seeds returned 6 mnths later to my desk! 335. 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. 336. furniture polish paste wax beeswax & carnauba clear finish 'premium blend'200g $22.50 337. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 338. EUCALYPTUS Mannifera SSP Mann seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RL $5 339. EUCALYPTUS caesia seed from seederama, brand-new, unopened pt RETURNED LATER $5 340. EUCALYPTUS papuana seed from seederama, brandnew, unopened pt RETURNED LATER$5 341. At this point my restricted key arrived, but still stealing, not as much 342. Italian Women’s Weekly Cookbook (I have the whole set, until now, 1 missing) $40 343. Little black Toggles from sewing box (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) $2 344. 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 $60 345. Calothamnus sanguinens seeds, stolen by ebayer Макеева Татьяна, they later paid $10 346. Tamarillo seeds, stolen by ebayer HASSAN ALSINAN $15 347. Double metal pencil sharpener (prob taken when onion/ Euc seeds taken) $10 348. Front door Key stolen by longs daughter, later returned friends of Bunnings blonde bimbo 349. Blue/white card, for threading sewing machine stolen and blue button foot $stress 350. Garden fork, a good one, coincides with visiting Long dog later returned $100 351. Silicone food Wrap Seal Cover $3 352. USB stick 32 gb later returned $15 353. Spinning wheel chock later returned $25 354. Remote from blind later returned $30 New address at Builyan, only there 4mnths. People are the same wherever you go (Hey arsehole, I know you can hear me) (forced relocation again, but glad to leave that place) 355. Bunnykins coffee mug – mothers stealing this one 356. egg carton with eggs in it plus 2 empty cartons later returned (really and truly) 357. pen off desk, later returned 358. pin shelf nail plugs later returned 359. metal straw 360. extra big Balloon whisk and straining spoon STOLEN from kitchen both later returned 361. Missing one of these Perfume Atomizers - I would like it back thanks bimbo dogs late returned 362. Torch stolen again by another coward later returned 363. chainsaw combination spanner and socket tool later returned 364. 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 365. hose washers x10 in pkt $3 366. Vase, Ruskin? From Henry st, only just realized value $1000 367. Eucalyptus leucoxylon seed, or may be the tray of tubes?? Returned seed thanks to k cull 368. Silver piece of plastic from fridge stolen from bin – they climbed in window 369. Pink stoneware bowl – qp101830311 RETURNED(I believe someone other than the thief returned a pink bowl to my kitchen, no idea who) 370. Glulam plank of wood -could have been stolen by friends of Benaraby Tip council, as I was just there scavenging timber offcuts 371. Neighbours harassing me with sounds at Builyan (animals are better behaved than them) 372. Little black ¼ tsp measure from seed supply, maybe taken from Rangari or Long Cottage I believe all these items were returned due to kicking up a stink, posting posters and local Police Lisa Lynch who actually took me seriously (in the beginning at any rate), I would like to point out that one older neighbour, a JP, Frank Mckee said I should ignore thefts and not kick up a stink re stolen items in order to keep the peace (I totally disagree after 300 items ($10000 worth of stuff), and his wife sent me hate mail in the post), also, someone broke my window while I was there. REALLY STEALING New QLD location, FARMHOUSE AT Colosseum near Miriam Vale (16th November 2018) (forced relocation again - oh sure, I can handle moving all my furniture on my own 4 TIMES IN LESS THAN 12mnths) Just moved here 1 mnth, {side door, when I arrived, it had no door, no glass, no flyscreen. Plus, the front door, and back door were missing, along with a couple of windows, (one large ground floor one, and one average size, upstairs). It was my job as a part of reduced rent to install new ones, which I did, it was a huge ordeal with 170km to nearest door shop, but in the mean time, all these items were stolen: {why do all farming families have screws loose?) 360. Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) (returned 3 years later by thief who still was stealing from me, and stole food at the time they returned this clasp – all black) 361. TV vandalized on veranda?? I did not put crack in screen, but now has one- $800 362. allocasurina seed pods (a group of people attempted to replace these) 363. Green hose connector stolen off hose 31st Jan 2019 364. Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open 1-2-2019 (I have a copy you idiots) 365. Invoices from Wares for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 366. Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, set up by Coles? - no it was police, Builyan, Miriam Vale, Gladstone police stealing meat 367. EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): 368. Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41 $90 369. Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in super strengthened condition 370. Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi Triton Buy It Now $12 371. 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner 372. Slow motion cha cha info on piece of paper 373. Green offensive kitchen beaters (free, seller refunded, do not believe seller stole) 374. 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 375. Mower mask, 3m, good one RETURNED. $20 376. The laughing Opera songs from iTunes 377. 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo 378. $104 stolen by Elders / Tamara Smits and Lacey Bimrose for gardening at Builyan, Judge Athol Kennedy + Dennis Kinnsella, and Gladstone Police – 1st of 3 tickets related to stalking stupid female bimbo 3rd born police in QLD 379. $20 Coles voucher, PC hacked (Coles gave me extra rump steak in next order!) 380. Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 1 length of polypipe stolen 381. Helichrysum essential oil – bottle emptied and put back 382. Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, plus my recipe stolen off PC$50 200g pure lanolin $32 383. Handwoven woolen cushion 384. a few frozen meats were taken out of the freezer? 385. ebay Windchime from veranda 386. $1000 generator 387. Gunnedah recycling container full of my plants from shade house (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker? Facebook girls? – girls evil thieving creatures) 388. Creditcard from iPod $750, I suspect CBA stole it incahoots with Telstra and Facebook forum people from Agnes water, CBA also stole money for my Telstra internet, even though I had got a new creditcard with new numbers. Money returned later. Actually later I think it is bimbo dog girls at channel 7 telling bank to steal from me, and bank bimbo girls go “ok” – such bitch stupidity going on, it gets worse in 2025, cba steal hundreds off my cc, plus when I get a new cc, the end statements go missing – this is proof enough for me, they are stealing, it is not adding up, so statements are removed from their website - I did request they send them to me – they ignored me. Stupid women at the bank playing “you do not deserve that money” fuck them – I hope they get cancer and die. I have to take bank screenshots every day now so as to prove it - caught them stealing $10 re a retail refunded me $10 (so they personally did not think retailer should refund me, and stole the $10; just deducted it, no "transaction"). So they have been doing this since I moved to QLD, as far as I know, maybe before. $100's. Fuck off you stupid little female dogs. And this is an ongoing copycat problem with every man and his stupid dog in the neighbourhood, including dog computer nerds, wanting to play “you do not deserve that” . Hey feminists: wake up - this is YOUR fault, not acknowledge the truth about women and their patheticness and stupidity. 389. lid to 5L stock pot 390. Ph test kit stolen 391. glass paint - Another forced relocation, to Kookaburra Park Gin Gin, mover Andrew Lucas, Wallaville 392. 2 days later, the remote was taken for motorised blind, unable to use it, $365 returned 393. At least 5 glasses taken, neighbours Helen and Bob acting suspect, harbouring 2 young people – possibly thieves 394. Wrought Iron Fire poker and scraper (stolen by bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $100 395. Timber screws 4g x 20mm, x 1 metal, x 1 Brass, Metal self-drill screws 4G x 20mm $15 396. Blue Alpaca beanie and black/red gloves returned 397. PC upgrades; forced to upgrade my computer, but new one works exactly the same, I'm fairly certain I would not have needed to upgrade it 398. Squeeze Bottle pva glue $16.95 399. Another ball of blue Alpaca wool last week in July 2019 $15 400. Key removed from my chain while I was asleep and torch stopped working overnight 401. 2 little silver torches taken plus rechargeable batteries, taken August $18 402. Bamboo toothpaste stolen at mail boxes, along with other mail, neighbours for sure $5 403. Stainless steel pudding (stolen by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) returned $16 404. Mannequin photo off PC $2 405. Blue good Philips head screw driver returned $50 406. 2 pins for clamps (stolen AGAIN by blonde bimbo Bunnings worker) 407. Karen Stennett’s pkt of Pima Cotton seeds from my desk when I went to GinGin $35 408. Reading glasses by Alice and Apple at Coact Gin Gin, light on iPod $2 409. Adobe Extension stolen by Adobe 1st Oct 2019 $500 410. Photo of chook contact from iPod, most likely stolen by Apple 31st October 2019 $2 411. Black microphone and pc photo returned when I went to bundy and soap stolen $2 412. Chook feed from chook yard $5 413. 4x 72litre containers filled with water emptied from shade house, then later vandalized 414. 3 trees vandalized $22 415. Casey Forbes at spnflwr deleted and ban me from my fabric design sales $10000 416. Coward at Facebook deleted and ban me for ever from face book $5000 417. Coward at ebay deleted and ban me for ever from ebay $20000 418. Coward at flickr deleted and ban me (think all those internet ones related to some Chinese bitch 419. Gin Gin post office ban me for ever from stepping foot on premisis 420. 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) 421. Wikipedia ban, by red head coward 422. The really good broccoli seed that was green and nutty? 423. Searles ripped me off with fertilizer that is actually just composted pine bark $16 424. Petrophile teretifolia seed stolen from Colosseum, by Agnes Water nutcase 425. Acacia vestita SEED STOLEN BY pretend RELATIVES OF Mark Kesbie $25 426. Stainless steel splash spatter screen STOLEN, March 2020 RETURNED $10 427. Special clasp/leather necklace stolen by Errol and Sue Zunker from Sharon QLD $5 428. $60 new bottle rosemary essential oil hair care March 2020 $60 429. 3 bags of roo mince from the freezer+++++ more 430. 22 items from Gin Gin post office have been stolen. Thieves there, female mailmen!! 431. 2 Californian poppy seedlings $20 432. Chrys vandalized $1 433. 2 balls of wool set aside for my tapestry stolen $23 434. 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 435. Kale receipt from ebay of black kale that never germinated (boondie?) $5 436. Nasturtium ‘Black Velvet’ SEEDS – stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$5 437. 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$150 438. Pea - Petit Pois Waverex SEEDS– stolen by Win/Beecke Smith incahoots with ebay sellers$25 439. Angled Luffa (Luffa acutangula) SEEDS $5 440. Clove essential oil $25 441. 2 metal parfait spoons $10 442. Russell Patterson’s pkt of Eucalyptus sideroxylon, plus photo of it (not Judy’s) $30 443. This Stolen list was deleted off my pc (I have backups) I suspect ebay, blonde bimbo $20 444. New garden tap washer (this item was removed from this list – I have IT nerds stealing from me too) 445. 2 spatulas, a yellow and a hot pink one, I suspect spotlight Bundaberg staff $20 446. Brahmi Tea in BormioliRoccoQuattroStagioniPreservingJar(jar returned without tea I suspect landlord)28 Oct$20 447. Piggyback Extension Power Cord - Black - 2mx1 (long white one was returned) $20 448. another gold fish – that makes it 13 now , plus a water plant is gone $100 449. braided cotton candle wick $10 450. Loctite glue stolen, then returned when I went to Bundaberg post office (they kept me waiting, del, so thieves put glue back in my car, in my handbag) plus was different tube and lid was broken. Post office cunts involved 451. 40cm bead fringe by show people Nashville (refunded) $200 452. Unpicks $8 360. Coles Bundaberg royal gala, are NOT royal gala apples $8 453. Aquarium Plants x 3: Lobelia Cardinalis - Aquarium Plant $12 454. Phyllanthus fluitans Red Root Floater - Aquarium Plant $12 455. Snowflake Lily - Nymphoides hydrophylla waterlily, they swapped over this white native lilly for an exotic blue lilly $35 456. Little black nail/thread scissors, the really good ones $12 457. 1 reels of tape $4 458. Another black duster, the large one, stolen by Bunnings copycats $16 459. Bundaberg Couriers stealing, Allied Express / stealing parcels – my Spa $550 460. Good garden trowel $ 461. Wooden dressmakers awl $12 462. Coles Nail Polish Remover Non-Acetone pink bottle125ml $ 2 .80 463. Floral Clothes from Pinterest in the mail refunded by PayPal 464. Back scratcher in the mail 465. Black goggles – the ones with scratches $20 466. More pink deformed celosia seed $50 467. Brick $5 468. 2 more luffas $10 469. More frozen roo mince x 2 (I stopped buying now, I refuse to feed my neighbours) $20 470. That hair one never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 471. That allan key set never turned up, plus receipts stolen from outlook and ebay orders/PayPal 472. Anthon Berg chocolates stolen by David Hooker and Sharon Millet incahoots with Circles Life $15 473. Bestway - HART INTERNATION and CBA stole via pending payment withholding $45 474. Ibuprofen – ½ .80c 475. Another pair secateurs returned 476. (Written knitting patterns and my cast on off course notes) $300 477. Coriander and ginger essential oil blend for heat $45 478. Pkt futon bolts and nuts $45 479. Tf card and card reader for car cam $30 480. iPhone charger $25 481. 1 steak from woollies, a yuk one $5 482. 1 can each of my craft cooking wine, red, white $20 483. Manilla folder with Chronic Disease management papers. Nurse Annett and friend stole $ 484. Advanced Foot Care Bundaberg re over charging for Collapsed Arch diagnosis $100 485. Good pen with string on it $35 486. Glass cutter ? maybe I chucked it out? $12 487. Beige sunglasses $35 488. Imed stole my 2 appointments today, and tried to charge me $200 for another appointment 489. Floss, later returned 490. Neighbours at kookaburra park majorly harassing me – thieves I bet 491. Big w stealing by overcharging and Woolworths not stocking product so I have to purchase from big w – who DO NOT DELIVER TO MY ADDRESS – hopeless. Coles too, IT staff still food out of my cart at checkout also at modification and also whilst I’m shopping. Same as they do instore. PISS off (also mops steal items off shelf when they see what is my cart as I shop - beyond annoying). 492. Dodo stealing my whole internet plan, and Activate8me trying to steal a whole month. 493. Birth Certificate (probably Centrelink stole it, as when I spoke to them, the girl knew it had been stolen) 494. I suspect Adobe creative cloud app with stealing data off my computer 495. Mad Paws Pet Sitter company stole my time with ‘certificate completion’, only NOT to add me to database $500 496. 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. 497. Drying seed capsules of Dianthus barbatus interspecific, 'Jolt Cherry' from mitre 10 – dogs always steal my flower seed 498. Spintel offer new plan for same, but with twice as fast speeds as mine, if I want it, they want $5 extra – thieves 499. Red screwdriver, 1 cal poppy seed in paper bag stolen then both returned 500. Meat pie out of freezer – not returned $6 501. Microsoft stealing my time with false information and twice paid new edition of Word $500+ 502. Silicone wet area glue – returned to my car by dog while I was at the post office $12 503. Borage essential oil bottle and full wax lotion stolen by Bundaberg Beauty girls $45 504. Woolworths data, Woolworths mobile number, Woolworths mobile receipt from PayPal, and Woolworths mobile number email – what is wrong with them? Teach yourselves a lesson you delinquents $10 505. Glass jar full of combined small/average screws -not 100% sure if stolen from Kooka or new place Sarina $200 506. Good Pen on a string for pattern making $20 507. Yogi marlons dvd for back pain, I bet Cate Rogers stole it. That woman should be shot, bullet to the ear. $30 508. 1 extra large Terracotta Saucers stolen $80 509. I can't believe some silly twit has sold me a computer with only 250 GB on the C drive. "Oh yeay scratch discs are full" cost me $600 in 2025 to add more 510. This list was stolen off my PC, lucky I have 3 backup systems IT NERDS 511. They steal my reminders, my daily outlook reminders - bugger off computer nerd hackers, get a life and stop messing about with old ladies. 512. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park 513. PH test kit from pool $50 514. Hoe (good old one) $50 515. Wifi camera x 2 $180 516. Robot wifi camera x 2 $100 517. Wooden Walking stick (had 2, now have 1, thought I may have sold it gumtree at Gin Gin, but no photos)$20 518. 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. 519. 2 wheels/axle from a cart stolen $50 520. Metal Boomerang from ute $70 521. Target Mid Brim Raffia Fedora Hat $25 522. My mini sport from my pink Syngonium 523. Large microwave casserole 5quart dish Littonware $200 524. Large ceramic and glass CorningWare Classic Square Casserole 5L dish $155 525. Bag of 50 irrigation drippers, red and black ones $20 526. Bamboo boxes from kmart, I had 5, 1 left, God knows what happen to them all $40 527. Part Almonds and raspberries stolen by Bundaberg woollies delivery driver, so pkt opened, prob heaps more food – Winnifred Hoerr had something to do with it too. 528. Kmart IT Nerds blocked me from my account I had to create a whole new one and waste fucking time 529. 2 black light cords- 2m long cable with Switch $20 530. Queensland Department affair trading not doing their job in the least and wasting my time $2000 531. switch top bottle stolen $12 532. Wooden chairs stolen x2 –1 antique quality one, and 1 quality Woolworths folding wooden chair $200 533. Stainless steel tongues stolen with perforated spoon ends $30 534. Government, I think it was tax people; purchasing my used spinning equipment on Etsy, so they can steal tax money from me, as an excuse - this happens at end of every financial year. they buy redbubble sticker for $1.43 so I would be on their books? Not sure of reason, but stealing. ANOTHER FORCED RELOCATION TO SARINA, QLD, 4737, AND THE THIEVING CONTINUES, AND AGAIN WITH LANDLORD / REAL ESTATE HARASSMENT FROM YET ANOTHER STUPID BLONDE 534. 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 535. Full glass jar of screws? From here or gin gin $200 536. Blue fringe swimmers $50 537. Eucalypts woodwardii seed pkt $200 538. Metal whisk $20 539. Coles Mackay delivery girl stole a cat food satchel, then gumtree robin purchased something $1.75 540. Melaleuca diosmatifolia -seed stolen (I may have sent 2 pkts in my last seed order, as that’s what I did with another one?) $10 541. Horse stories off my blog, heaps, also from my back up, I have to rewrite them – stupid bitches $999 542. My external hard drive storage CABLE – weirdos $10 543. My snapshot of a water wok benchtop from Grand Designs, that I put on Pinterest, gone 544. Nutribullet cup, small one with handle, that was left at kooka mail centre, probably the idiot who left it there for someone to have, saw that I got it, then stalked me up here and stole it – surrounded by idiots $10 545. The “Dob in a Doctor” link from my Outlook was STOLEN! – needed to dob in dodgy Sarah physio who stole $80 546. Another good Roller Ball pen stolen $20 547. Ebay stole $3.33 from you wire order at checkout $3.33 548. 100g fibre tops angora from feltfine, the really light pink one $35 549. Petunia in small pot – seed from Large Cherry, etsy Poland, I think a fake courier delivery driver stole it $20 550. 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 $200 551. 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. 552. 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 553. Amazon seller said my lycra bike shorts never turned up, so stolen in the post at Sarina?, plus the photo I took of the envelope was stolen off my PC possibly $25 554. Toll Bundaberg stole from me by later sending me a bill for $30 stating my measurements were incorrect – AND THEY WERE NOT $30 555. Pack and send, and Just Freight Courier in Bundaberg overcharged me $30 at checkout – STUPID FEMALE DOGS $30 556. Peter Holland re seeds resent – Sarina Australia post is beeping at me and turning up at the units at odd times during the day, they are looking guilty, or people are pretending to be Aus post – perhaps DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES – as in, idiots. SEE POLICE, SEE HOW CLUELESS YOU ARE, AS TO WHAT GOES ON 557. Big glass jar of honey from MPB (it may have smashed when the fridge dropped? Don’t think so) $10 558. Liquid potash ½ bottle missing – stolen $15 559. 1 Melaleuca spathulata tube seedling $25 560. 1 rolled frozen chicken breast $10 561. Crepis yellow envelope (looking for it, the sleeve press broke, $200) 562. +3 magnification black reading glasses $12 563. Callistemon Spp Pink my Barbie Pink seeds, half the pkt stolen and bag left open $60 564. Onion shoot, whole new thing, gone, overnight $5 565. Sand people across the rd tried to charge me $5 for a half a bucket of sand - THIEVES 566. I think 4 meat pies have been stolen from the freezer? $16 567. 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 $17 568. Sewing machine Led bulb by Australia post or seller?, but then a new one I ordered was so dim it was theft too 569. Centrelink by not acknowledging medical certificate upload – 2hrs waiting on phone – that will be $130 thanks 570. GumTree fakers wasting my time with pretend interest 571. Ladder pushed into my car, that old man from no 9 did it with dogs? – that’s their stupid fighting mentality 572. Tail light broken – hit and run $45 573. Sarina Master Mechanical stole $72.50 with NO DIAGONIZE AND WANTED TO STEAL $600+ IN THE FUTURE, then after the bank said they would put in a dispute, suddenly I got a another engine light – they did it. (I won – they sore LOOSERS) its not like I would ever go back to them- no point – pointless people. bimbo wife stalked me at iga carpark and put sugar in fuel tank, plus stalked on facebook. town bully thugs 574. 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 575. More meat from freezer? 576. Email receipts missing from outlook, and server – totally gone, frequently this happens, lucky I screenshot 577. Beam escooter charged me double for the time I spent testing their escooter, so charged $13 instead of $6.50 578. 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. 579. Sarina Council stole 3 leptospermums and 2 E citriodoras in the form of non thinking gunho 80’s mentality 580. Another Pair of Beige Reading Glasses STOLEN early mid 2023 $22 581. Green Beanie with Ear Flaps Missing, May 2023, most likely stolen by dickhead neighbour who wanted me to look at their car $78 582. 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+ 583. Coles and Woolies stealing eggs via rotten eggs $25 584. 4cm Marimo Moss Ball Live Aquarium Plant, ebay seller jinbaoer (sent plastic) IDIOT 0104-AU-ECA-FBO-AUD@ebay.com $25 585. 1 concession stamp $1.20 586. Unopened Water filter, stolen by people on Netflix incunjunction with my stupid neighbours at 108 $25 587. Chip place in my glass tank after I uploaded my youtube aquarium vid – police called 17th July. Then after I covered it with tape, the tape was stolen – IDIOTS – I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU, YOU STUPID DOGS. I AM NEVER GOING TO PAT YOU OON THE HEAD YOU STUPID DOGS. $350 588. Blonde Endler with good colour and small size, stolen by breeder from Aquarium Central or youtube boys $55 589. 2 Broccoli soups stolen from freezer $58 590. Pink Nylon Netting stolen from outsider my unit last night, Saturday 5th August 2023 $12 591. 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 592. One of my 2 remaining pairs of PC desk reading glasses stolen 13th Aug 2023 from locked unit, black, clear and brow $5 593. Theft via chips and stains – I need to start keeping track of these too; rose coffee cup, pink bowel, fish tank 594. 1 pkt Eucalyptus macracarpa seeds (ofcourse stolen by idiot dogs) $8 595. Another 4 trees stolen by sarina council; 2 stolen, 2 mown over, possible Nev and or Molly from realestate responsible. I continue to be surrounded by moron anti nature idiots 596. Rubbish bin smashed, same time, police report – they did nothing 597. Crap pen stolen after I emailed stationary supply shop 598. 2 sponge filters from dirty aquarium stolen, and 1x 1” clear pipe x30cm $35 599. M8 washer stole, just 1, stolen by a pervert September 2023 $5 600. Another 2 nutribullet cups stolen $65 601. All but 1 of all my SD Cards and TF Cards have been stolen $200 602. ANOTHER Essential Oil - Chamomile STOLEN $70 603. ButterNut Pumpkin Seed-bad ones-Joshua Jackson, Tugun QLD ordered, maybe plot to get good ones? $25 604. LG / Amazon / seller Mexi Trading stole via return postage costs that they did not pay for anyway $21 605. My Set of knitting Stich Holders was STOLEN at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park I will include ‘bother’ time: $60 606. Boxfan photos stolen off PC $5 607. Xgody carcam broken, then replaced, but with inferior one with no plates detection $500 608. Another chicken breast was stolen $6 609. Begonia, 2 Bulbs from etsy seller Eskimo, who then closed my account so I could not get my money back $18 610. Another 2 male blonde Endlers stolen, police and ambulance driver doing sirens when item stolen. Cowards. New neighbour moved in then left 2 days later – landlord related. I think they stole frozen chicken too. Attention seeking idiots 611. Frozen pies taken at same time out of freezer $12 612. Another 5 chicken breasts were stolen out of my freezer October November 2023 (5 this time) $20 613. 1 neoprane glove taken from my swim bag in the car – they just took one $10 614. Male Endler stolen from bucket outside by courier copycat grey car, or white ute $25 615. Another 2 Male Endler stolen whilst I was in the shower – drunk girl next door? 616. 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 617. My Last Male Endler stolen last night by my neighbours – they all acting strange. Youtube comments by thieves 618. New lycra Sewing needles strewn all over the floor one morning? Stoeln Silver clasp from colosseum, found lying on sewing room floor same time – they returning items, I think the missing glove was returned to same day? 619. 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 $30 620. Rose fertiliser stolen, and possibly more potting mix stolen from car port, NOV 2023 621. Kmart IT nerds stealing my time with false information on website, then changed re waterproof sheet $200 622. Redbubble; A true artists will not stand for oppression, they stealing by hiding my designs from public since 2015 – possible due to theft of my designs? note there are now heaps of copycats of my native designs. $25000 623. 2 Paint scrapers stolen either from Sarina or Gin Gin? $50 624. 8 Inch Air Stone Stolen $4.61 + $65 in time wasting reporting 625. Coles Mackay online are stealing by adding 2 - they change my 1 product, to 2 626. Coles Mackay are also stealing by not delivering half my order, so I have to reorder and pay extra minimums, the fake manage John, refuses to order my items up from the Brisbane wharehouse 627. Coles Mackay are also stealing by sending ‘off’ refrigerated foods 628. 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 629. Pack and Send Courier at Mackay refused to serve me unless I pay $100 for a pick up– she’s one of the thieving dogs from Bundaberg 630. Figure 8 silver clasp returned to floor, and sewing needles scattered on floor coinciding with new tenant Jackie? 631. 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. 632. Also taken then, mini lotus plant taken from bucket pond 633. Also taken then, my good pima cotton set aside seeds were stolen 634. Also then, chipped placed in Serenity Rose Cup with replacement not being delivered –so ebay; huishanliang, - Di sandron, put a chip in my mug, (CHIPS ARE COMMON PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE FORM OF ATTACK by stupid people - then refunded me for the mug that didn't turn up, it said that it probably still will turn up and I should keep it- this is the bull I have to deal with, see what they did, vandalized my mug, then paid for it to ease their conscious – I WANT COMPENSATION FOR BREAK AND ENTER PLUS STRESS thanks very much; $5000 per incident (and – you dickhead retailers, wake up). 635. amazon sent brand-new spray bottle that had been used with pesticide ! 636. Microsoft outlook are stealing emails by deleting off server and not showing emails older than 11 mnths 637. Gumtree is run by thieves, they steal every time I list a free product, they say it is free, but it is not 638. My brown gradient reading glasses taken from bedside table 639. My black with purple arm reading glasses taken from bedside table -Every time reading glasses are stolen, eyekeeper sends a catalogue email 640. 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 641. centerlink staff steal from me – 2 birth certifictes were stolen by them too 642. Tagetes essential oil stolen - many items stolen in the month I switched to NETFLIX – they are thieves, those so called “actors” – total thieves, they belong in jail. I will never susbscribe again $35+ 643. A new baby red shrimp, taken night before I realized door can be opened easily when locked $55 644. 2 tail lights smashed on 2 different outings $50 645. Neighbour dickhead is pulling strands out of my shagrug as it was driving over the ute, in the drive way $200 646. 3 safety switch blackouts10th Jan 2024, either dishwash or someone breaking in to powerbox – Molly at Ray White slow to switch back on – deliberatley slow. Because of that, I would say it would be deliberate cut off?? 647. Possible iodine cotton buds stolen – 14? Door locked all night? 648. Black poly elbow with thread at one end – they gave me by mistake, then someone stole it out of my unit $4 649. Centerlink put me on hold for 3hrs 20minutes to determine if I was crazy (if I got angry, I would be considered crazy, if I was pleasant - then sane) – IDIOTS 650. Pureharvest Organic Tamari Soy Sauce Wheat Free Salt Reduced – this was placed in my fridge then stolen 651. 2 bottles my chicken stock? 652. 1 glass air line joiner $5 653. Sleep beanie returned $79 654. Micala from Nutrien Harcourts Ayr – wasting my time in fake rentals and fake online application process $460 655. Christine Reid’s seeds – mail NARRAWONG Victoria, also proof of purchase stolen off pc $3.55 656. Whole 1 kg pktof Barramundi frozen fish stolen out of freezer, after lock was fixed $30 657. Something was taken today as fake police sirens outside my unit after a trip to Woolworths ?? 2 things taken 658. Kylie Ryan seeds Cotton Pima and Eucalyptus ficifolia 8 Elizabeth st Biggenden Qld kryan1573@gmail.com $18 659. Marg Stockill ‘s seeds 55 Rice Street Park Avenue Queensland 4701 0427730966 m.stockill@cqu.edu.au $12 660. Christine Reid ‘s seeds 55 Orchards Road NARRAWONG Vic 3285 +61404507339 inlandskies@gmail.com $12 661. 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) 662. Ray White charge $150 fumigation, but the fumigator charged $55; Molly Dunbaven at RayWhite trying to steal $100 on a vacate – and did, I had no choice but to pay for their shonky building with holes 663. Coles failed to deliver last 3 orders. Lying stating no drivers and before that they sent me unrefrigerated items – so off cream and milk 664. Wooden dish drying rack $60 reported 9797954 665. Plug in Battery charger for Panasonic camera $25 666. Hakea bucculenta seed supply $300 667. 2 pkts seeds - Vanilla Lily - Dichopogon strictus (Arthropodium strictum - Chocolate Lily) x 2 pkts $15 668. Helichrysum essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time $40 669. Lemongrass essential oil – whole bottle stolen and NOT returned this time- taken later than Heli $10 670. After a microsoft update, my monitor had a red bullseye in the centre, plus the menu stopped working $107 671. Raywhite stole $55 for THEIR pest problem due to inadequate building construction and holes $55 672. Hakea bucculenta seeds, whole lot, about $300 worth, stolen just after I uploaded to ebay for sale 24th April 673. Hibiscus heterophyllus seeeds - Native Rosella, all of it stolen Daniel Saunders I bet stole them 674. Domain and Realestate.com apps – re 30 applications and 30 automatic rejections – useless and discriminatory 675. Monthly Outlook reminder to do tax was stolen 676. Canon printer thieving ink cartridges, $65 versus $3.80 via tracked cartridges 677. Receipts and photos of package of my 2 tail light bulbs from ebay 678. little jar of collected dried cochineal bugs? 679. 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. 680. Aramax Courier in Mackay wanted $100 to pick up a small parcel thieving little women. 681. Sewing machine thread spool, my spare one, plus one from the machine 360. Maidenhair and 1 other plant that I planted out in the garden at the unit complex, were dug up and stolen! 682. Marigold ‘sparky mixed’ seeds stolen and replaced with a different variety!! IDIOTS 683. Cinnamon oil missing (149 items) 684. Compiled list of every single font – in a ring binder (did it in 2015 – stolen in 2025, can’t believe it lasted so long –) 685. Sage essential oil taken returned ¾ empty 686. Capsicum ‘Orange Bell’ - Capsicum annuum SEED 687. blade and blue pads accessories, stolen from glass cutter 688. stainless steel u shape hose connector for aquarium 689. Key for fuel cap (subsequently put sugar in fuel tank, including yesterday at sarina beach car par $30.99 690. Car camera reversing camera- could get plates from 100m, then suddenly could not, swapped over? $400 691. Googlemaps keep deleting all my reviews, so they are not visible to the public, they are only visible to me – this is extreme tyrannical nazi dictatorship behaviour from GOOGLE. 692. Domain.com, and RealEstate.com, and all the realestates associated with, which I applied for rentals in 2024, dozens, - none of them considered my rental application citing my income as the reason. Considering I receive a standard government income, this is not the reason. All those bitches can go to hell, you are fucking thieving cunts. 693. Someone stole my Coles feedback that I emailed to myself – bloody computer nerds, they are so arrogant and self entitled 694. 1 of 3 yellow squishy massage balls, looks like a golf ball, but yellow $5 695. Scales were stolen swapped over for bad ones, and bread flour stolen, so I think local bakers 696. Tampons – supermarkets get in polyester tampons from Romania or the US, – blatent theft plus disposure of toxic chemicals in other countries in passive aggressive manner. 697. 2 stainless steel long bbq skewers- they left 4, just took 2 New Address (another forced location, but this one better than all the rest! Secret location – Note, after probably three months of living here. I suddenly had a dog stalker on Facebook who got hold of my blog and thought they would discredit me by handing out my blog address. (Fucking idiot), but these words Secret location must have triggered something in stupid dog stalker because I suddenly had items go missing and the ambulance sirens from Gin Gin again starting up. Facebook stalker stupid dog. I hope they get cancer and die (as well as their whole family). 698. 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? 699. Woolworths gives me stale bread, discovered they have always done so, its never freshly same day baked. Coles same. 700. Amazon customer service stole $6.30 coffee subscription, stating its now $9 701. Coles still stealing from me by not delivering half my order 702. Coffee cup people stealing me by putting my favourite design set up double price , and making them too tall for my coffee machine anyway $80 703. Sponge to the cat fountain has been stolen (3 aquarium sponges taken before aswell – WHAT THE ) 704. 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. 705. I think 2 stupid dogs down at Sarina Dr’s put something in my petrol tank? Making noise. put-put and smoke? 706. Organic apple 707. 1.25kg frozen roo mince 708. Another organic apple 709. My hand made black cotton silk shirt, short sleeve, summer, slightly transparent, taken 2023 at sarina $250 710. All Security camera app people steal footage, plus access sound, plus insert hidden cameras in smart light bulbs 711. Telstra bullies switch off my internet again on a Saturday afternoon, all June and july 712. After using drop saw in Car port, someone twisted the nut raising the height by 1” - Saturday, 13 July 2024 713. 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. $150 714. Tax office stole ‘already paid’ tax, on income less than $21000, no refund apun request/tax lodgement 715. Perverts at YouTube deleted my account 716. 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 717. Photos of purchases on PC are disappearing (bidet and motor rotor) 718. I realize I have not listed my stolen fabric designs – there have been heaps stolen off my pc 719. Twit at Sarina landcare short changed me 10c 720. App computer nerds stealing and causing problems. ALL apps seem to be a privacy problem, I have to remove CBA, Macdonalds and Brumbys 721. 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. 722. 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’ 723. Woollies Ooralea stole my ham, as punishment for car battery people not needing to replace battery – little 724. Sewing scissors review vid for temu showing FAULTY SCISSORS (I DID IT AGAIN, ONLY TOOK 1 MINUTE) 725. 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) 726. Staurogyne repens – aquatic plus photos of it (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June Jul 24 727. Photos of unknown Aralia plant from next door -explains all the ipad updates atm (same person doing updates is same person stealing) June July 2024 728. no one in Queensland knows how to slice ham, or should I say, shave ham 729. sleep, with some sort of electronic device outside my window going off at 4am 18th Aug Sunday morning 730. 19th Aug ALL NIGHT electronic beep ON OFF and a girls voice ; RACK OFF YOU STUPID DOG 731. coles stealing from me I order shallot they sent me a brown onion and they still charge me for a lotShallot 732. another kangaroo mince stolen 1st sept 2024, girls in pink 733. ‘stand up straight’ outlook reminder stolen 734. Temu refund $15.33 one day then $13.33 next, on all outlook emails, stole $2 & CRAP shoes, trying to kill me 735. 2 flickr accounts again Sept 2024 – attention seeking idiots 736. Chamelaucium ‘Local Hero’ dug up, I do not suspect the local bush turkey, I suspect my neighbours trying to be funny, and breaking the law whilst trying – I hope they get cancer and die 737. Microsoft stealing email access and my time to reset passwords – perverts “We recently received a request to recover your Microsoft account emilyconstancebieman@outlook.com. Unfortunately, we have determined that the information you provided was not sufficient for us to validate your account ownership. We take the security and privacy of our customers very seriously and are committed to protecting your personal information.” – Plus they keep changing my password, they hack my pc, and literally change it 738. These 2 I am not sure 100% :Seed raising mix, part taken, have had to move potting mix / seed mix inside -Seasol, bottle half emptied last night Saturday, car revving near steves mums place? 739. car rear view mirror off this morning, that neighbour been yelling out the last 24hrs, harassing me and beeping, I suspect he knocked it off 740. NOT kipfler potatoes at Veggies unlimited Mackay $10 741. iphone swapped over with phone that has cracks and scratches (3) 742. harassed by centerlink caller today 4 phone calls, she said her daughter was playing with her phone- BULL 743. Sarina Council in cahoots with Mitre 10? poisoned me 7am with sprayers 13/09/2024 – deliberate, still having breathing difficulties? Email I sent to mitre 10 complaining was deleted from my outlook – Simone Sarina Office sarmanager@cporter.com.au, so computer nerds involved - it is a conspiracy. 744. CBA have charged 1 Coles order, twice on cc $245 x $245, they tried on 2nd but I email nazied them, then removed cc, so now I have to transfer cash to paypal before and pay that way – thieving dogs steal if you don’t pay attention ALL THE TIME, including the bank. This is the 5th time I have caught CBA stealing via pending payment and business asks them to withhold money for fake dept – they are stealing in this manner, $100’s so they charge my account on day of shopping aswell as on delivery day – they charge my cc twice – AND BECAUSE THEY STEAL FROM IN THIS WAY – OTHER PEOPLE SEE, AND COPY CBA – cba sets the bar, they are irresponsible trying to play God when they cannot see the whole picture. Stupid centerlink refused my disability pension in 2020 because of these women- a “movement of will” 745. My car may have been taken out at night and driven up to Mackay? 100km unaccounted Those above things coincide with multiple seed purchase first week october – I am fairly certain they are stealing with one hand, and giving with the other – but not quite making up the difference (by a lot)? 746. Another ½ kg frozen roo meat stolen while I left front door open and got washing out back Friday arvo11th oct 747. Whole Baby spinach plant was taken, prowler last night, and delivery of seed collection related? 748. Whole green tray of chili seeds ‘sweet temptation’ October 2024 possibly co-insiding with rd workers outside? 749. Coles are swapping brisket for cornbeef cut, so mislabelled too 750. Charging cables – suspected local teenagers stealing, plus swapping for faulty ones- I am taking dozens of cables I have had to purchase this year. 751. Pimelea ferruginea ‘Magenta Mist’ seeds, coinsides with Eddy Tucker and Nindethana order 752. Linda Young, Rupanyup, VIC, 4 seed packs, no money 753. Green hose joiner from outside tap 754. 4th Nov 8am door unlocked apple video footage proving it, with no one seen on camera unlocking it, the neighbour and her dog barking too, and plane - rack off plane you useless idiot. 755. Panasonic lumix camera – the dogs have done something, I line up photo, all is in focus, take photo, then the photo is blurry. Work sabotage; native flower photo competitor sabotaged my camera $1000 756. Large Pink garden hat, stolen out of locked car, police reported 757. Azalea indica 'Carnival Fanfare', dug up and stolen, same time hat was stolen? same time I saw a black dog down near the jackfruit on Sunday 3rd Nov, heading to LL, a friend of LL I whistled, it ran to LL? Killed a roo x 2, arranged on road down to beach. Locals trying to ban me? Cassandra hayes stalking me on facebook and now at neighbours, old man next door. Have blocked her and her family. she probably should be reported to police too, possibly her responsible for putting sugar in my petrol tank at iga and poisoning me at mitre 10. I always get bloody retard dogs stalking me. F-U-C-K O-F-F I think is Sam Taylor, Mollys friend from raywhite harassing me next door too. I have a photo of her up the hill. 758. Grey hose joiner from inside – yeah, well, the cookers thought you were hilarious for stealing this - simplebrain 759. CBA again stole $140 off my creditcard and also stole my screen shot from 10th Nov creditcard statement off my pc 10th November 2024 760. I note dogs on Facebook are working to push fake businesses, and stealing money that way, like fake massage girls, a whole heap of fake mystic "readings" 761. plant notes are being stolen out of Word and reappearing on facebook in different form 762. 4TH November 6:30 pm the same thing happened again I locked the door returned half an hour later to find it unlocked and no evidence on ipad camera of anyone unlocking it 763. Another 2 x ½ kg frozen bag of pet mince stolen from freezer 764. Perfume atomiser with geranium 765. Mackay jobs provider harassment via phone bullying, male this time – prob has blonde bimbo wife 766. 200g rose fertiliser stolen out of new bag that had been sticky taped back up by mitre 10- mackay 767. Possible Dendrobium seeds taken off plant before I collected, as girl did youtube vid on how to sow-typical theft 768. Brumby's Apricot Danish, lying; madeup flour supplier, computer glitch.disrespectful idiot, channel 9 stole them? 769. Apple update punishing people who do not have new phones by re moving features, like siri and tab search 770. Sergio Alessandro from Brazil and Mamouni Abdelghafour from Morocco have ban ALL int’l sales on ebay 771. Coles staff are still “withholding” certain foods in my orders 772. 2 of 4 orange 2m long charging cables stolen from garbage bin outside, I suspect fake police vigilante little boys next door in herta lane working for HARIBOL from Amazon 773. team global express Courier, aka Mackay Toll, delayed my parcel or allowed it to be delivered elsewhere and lied about the day that it was delivered to cover their buts or cover the thieving bimbos buts. i think to try and make me look bad for requesting refund - Temu probs 774. stealing in the morning?; Acacia podalyriifolia? Rack off fake ambulance sirens 775. Nutribullet seller from ebay quixma68, stole motor unit by giving me faulty one, only last 11 mnths, not refund - PaymentsinfoAU@ebay.com.au, after they said they would. 776. ebay purchasing my seeds then asking for refunds on them later?? As Ebay order email receipts not coming through on the 30th, I cancel, they do not reorder could be facebook related wannabe doogooders RACK OFF - Or business sabotage; most sellers send it with expensive postage because they don't use a card envelope, so jealousy; jealous sabotage. 777. Target, Australia post not delivery my parcels, return to sender AMAZON ONLY 778. Bob Fox at Pegs Creek $25 houseplant ANOTHER Aus Post PARCEL MISSING -Possible faker do-gooder from Western Australia 779. Spotlight sold me cotton towels that were actually a cotton blend with acrylic – this is theft 780. Retailers are MONUMENTAL THIEVES, they have ‘dogs’ who come to my place and steal after I purchase from them – this has been happening for the last 20 years – they have no morals, no values and are CRIMINAL THIEVES 781. .com stealing by search results – Mr windows charging $40 for $6 product 782. Another half kilo of frozen roo meat was taken yesterday Sat 18th Jan, Saturday is a really common day for stealing, so I forgot to lock the back door yesterday as I was distracted by landlord coming over. And its someone who speaks like this “All good hun” 783. Another pair of beige reading glasses, brand new still in packaging, stolen, photo stolen off PC and retailer stole them listing too - .com related thefts. And WAKE UP retailers, make BEIGE reading glasses, so the stupid bimbos stop stealing mine. 784. Apple ipad stealing back features; Tab search in safari, Siri, open file in browser for ‘find in document’ 785. male blonde Endlers out of that first tank, heaps about 30-50 they sell for $6 each 786. aaa batteries? 787. sweet chilli tray? I thought so, but later an unopened seed bag of sweet chilli turns up in my chilli seed bag?? 788. Neutrogena removed my face moisturiser from their product line 789. Arshole next door went over to garth and ally’s and told them to whippersnipper my tree, (that I asked if I could plant on their side – she said yes), but her husband whippersnippered it, so I asked him, next time, to remember there is s a tree there, and could he not. So the tree grew back, but 2 days later was gone again. Plus they had thrown a dead chook on my driveway. I am so glad I am not married. Idiots. Beyond me how a woman would marry a child still. 790. Stolen - black, well used, pink paint stained, light weight, TARP - 1.7x1.7m, maybe Oct 2024? - just WEIRD, as the bimbos don’t usually take ‘dirty’ items 791. lime seeds (taken from inside house on kitchen table, they were free, given to me. ME). Plus fan front was unscrewed and left on floor. 792. Coles driver or packer stole 1 slice of cheese from Deli Swiss cheese, and left wrapping unwrapped. 793. Coles bakery is skimping on tiger paste (on top of the Tiger rolls) 794. Hillary Hook from North Ipswich tried to sabotage my seller account 795. There’s a dog named Zoe at Sarina or fb admin (fake name) who is trying to steal my rental - dogs playing sides (I had a real dog named Zoe as a child.) 796. Cheese taken out of my cart, coles it nerds 797. Temu retail clothing dogs are trying to give me breast cancer with bras that do not fit properly 798. George Grelak from Blakehurst stole 10000 purslane seeds $15.55 799. Cream, or something (?) was placed on my new table after I got back from town yesterday (no roo mince was stolen) wow, they prob stole something else. 800. $2 stolen on 2nd last transaction only, by Pursehouse rural Sarina accountant, who said it was a creditcard recovery fee, and its always been their policy to apply on all cc transactions – LYING DOG 801. Still with train harassment here, although train line is ages away, they still found away to be heard 802. Australian Financial Complaints Authority are harassing me and intercepting Telstra calls and charging me an additional $2 cc fee for no reason, other than theft, as I had complained about cc fees to cba, they keep sending me emails every time they steal from me in this manner FUCK OFF YOU STUPID CUNTs, 7 so far this year, no name on the emails, just Australian Financial Complaints Authority. 803. Photo of my unboxing Digilex 16L 8 Stage Water Filter Top Ceramic Carbon Water Purifier, off PC, March 2025, stolen by ebay seller Superpetmaster – they sent me the incorrect replacement filter too. Not sure why they felt they had to steal my photo of proof of unboxing? Please tell me? Just weird. I took another photo of it today (minus its filters). Thieving waterfilter girl retailers are on fb too, they stealing waterfilters maybe overcharging? 804. Stainless steel screw taken out of washing machine during delay wash overnight – microsoft pc security update Friday night 28th March – this would have been landlords son, he was yelling out all evening. Fuck 805. Your buyer's delivery details: 806. Michael Lam from Marsfield, NSW shop saboteur -ebay stole $31.10 through refunding buyer before they received the item 807. Another 1 bag of roo mince from the freezer sat 5th April 2025, neighbours hanging around all morning, to distract me to leave back door unlocked while I was washing and having lunch. (I know they were trying to steal fertilizer, but the bag was securely wrapped and upside down, so they could not – thieving mothers getting their sons to steal for them. 808. FB marketplace Admin not allowing me to add tags to my listings which means there's a less chance that they'll be sold 809. Fuel Cap Diesel Locking keys and adding something to my fuel tank, so car goes put put 810. stalked by the dogs at Sarina Beach on my daily exercise regime -they have new cars, could be car industry 811. more good large PINK celosia seed stolen when I went to the dr – dr’s receptionists are stealing from me, they were actually swapped for inferior ones. Stolen after I put photo on facebook- people literally leaving comments - message to thief, “yes I will have some too” unbelievable arrogant thieves – self entitled little spoilt brats. 812. Coles for not delivering my bleach as a result mould kept growing on my mattress and I have to eventually throw the whole mattress out, futon $1200 to replace – as if I can do. 813. 21st April easter mon, 1 of 16 screws taken from my sewing table, plus someone removed a broken safety hook that was stuck in the washing machine in the middle of the day sometime – FUCK OFF YOU STUPID LUNATIC. 814. temu are adding $2-3 on products that are allready in cart they are stealing in this manner 815. don’t want to brandname, so appliance company stole by changing blade to nonheat resistant, so waste of $90 816. decor glass canisters using thin untempered glass that breaks if you hold it tooo tight $24 817. locals not stocking items so I have to pay for postage too, and online - hundreds if not thousands 818. ebay seller CampbellsStore, stated my device was compatible but then said was not – ebay such thieves $17 819. Newly collected native Seed stolen out of car at mechanics (1/4 of the bag) $50 820. Azolla Duck weed, plus Endler fish – stupid little boys 821. Some stupid little bitch on fb local group keeps removing my posts aswell as trying to sabotage my car with car service and mechanics 822. Gov and Telstra stealing from me by speeding ticket $483 – bigger picture, this means no travelling to mackay to sell plants, as they would only cover about less than a quarter of that fine for the whole year. 823. Robyn Kelly – they doing signs against Glenn Kelly ALP, saying he is going to steal from me or he did re speeding ticket for NOT speeding $483 824. Cba and Coles Mackay, sugarlands Kensington, stealing from me – they are in cahoots, with disgusting delivery driver girl who pours milk in my grocery bags 825. Another organic apple stolen June 2025 826. Acacia seed thief $8 Peter Andrews, 128 hartley valley road, Vale of Clwydd, NSW 2790, Australia Phone 0488 515 449 827. supermarkets stealing in the form of BAD bread 828. looks like mouse and calculater calculations problem, re bank - does not make sense, double check calculations - triple check as mouse hacked, and purchased new mouse, but now working – they do this to get me to buy new mouse – a form of theft, and now time theft. $250+ bank fee, whatever they charge for being accused of theft. 829. Eucalyptus erythrocorys last pkt, stolen by fake ebayer Chez Armstrong, possibly stupid dogs saying they stole all the seeds from my tree at Rangari? taken along with apple. Also email with ebay sale, was stolen, ipad outlook and mail app hacked 830. Large oriental lily bulb stolen; put a photo of it on facebook, next day it was dug up and stolen, it is related, even though I had shadecloth covering the pot. Neighbours behaving strangley. Camera directly on pot: switched off (not by me). Either speak to me directly or FUCK OFF. Stop creating weakness. $40 831. $483 stolen by MACKAY POLICE via fake speeding ticket; not speeding when photo taken: FB marketplace plant sales and landlord related plus bimbo cunts who follow me where ever I go, those ones from GrassTree Beach. 2nd ticket by stalking police 832. Cba again, placed $187 on my cc (no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, I thought they were returning the missing money from before), but then next day they removed $127 again - no transactions reflecting amount in netbank, just the total available credit was different. Infuriating, I need to know my correct and accurate balance at all times, not just on statement day. 833. $10 voucher from online plant shop – hackers steal voucher codes 834. Cba stole another $127 off my cc today – tried to change banks, all other banks refused my application 835. Coles and Woolworths have started undercutting their weight, all areas, fruit vegetables, and meat. Before they were always over, by a few grams, up to 10 or 20 - now they’re always under by same. I complained – they changed nothing. 836. Big scratch on iPad, I think they did it yesterday when I went to the butcher? Plus pink bowl stolen, so ipad “keyed” all across front. Plus later discovered pebble in my dishdrawer – some one placed it in there, 2nd time. They prob stole food too. useless security camera plus, water in fuel tank at pursehouse when camera on?? – it’s a big deal for them to have to switch my camera off, HA (just had fuel filter cleaned btw, at sarina) ipad keyed after I updated my Daewoo CAR KEYED story, and a few weeks later my blender was “keyed” FUCKING IDIOT neighbours car idiots. Sarina Master Mechanical they are thieves, put money on that it was them. they are making my car “murmer”. 837. This water in fuel tank is an ongoing issue with some stupid twit stalking me, and putting water in my fuel tank – usually only happened when I parked at IGA carpark, starting 2 yrs ago, but last month they did it Sarina Beach, plus came here a week later (on school holidays) and did it whilst parked in my garage. Neighbours guilty. Some abo young boy doing it – I could pick him out of a line up, saw him in carpark. 838. Coles IT change the dried mushrooms, that had Chanterelle's in, replaced with black fungus 839. Large empty card envelope 840. Manufacturers of plastic who sell those storage boxes on wheels, with lids; absolute cracking crap- you ought to be ashamed of yourselves 841. Ebay buyers with fake names, purchasing in order to sabotage (heaps more before I started keeping tabs, usually with the word “fish” in the buyer name) Like what a disgusting little perverted child would do. 6448.frogs, blobby22, gg9546, handley6844, hearobe-2849, jake-a23, jaremoco07, joyce3854, kabr-3536, lamster74, lotfishing, magicsassy, mamabdelg0, playstationdamien, rai2446, razo_7295, smithy1877, sure_643315, zenartworks I am keeping tabs: Ebay STAFF, you stupid twits if you want a competition as to who is the most dishonest- you are going to lose. BIG TIME, you sell faulty items to people, then steal from their homes if they put in a refund – this is THIEVERY. -ebay and .dotcom satellite people do psychological torture for the amusement of their colleagues - they are disgusting evil people. 842. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by Handley6844, Eileen Handley, PO Box 400 Robinvale, VIC 3549 843. $7.90 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by blobby22, Susan Skidmore 15 White Oak Avenue Mossman, QLD 4873 844. $19 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by jaremoco07, Linda Young 19 Stewart St Rupanyup, VIC 3388 845. $16 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Mamabdelg0, mamouni Abdelghafour Duar oled taleb sidi taibi kenitra Kenitra 14000 MA 846. $12 stolen via Eucalyptus seeds on ebay by Talitakum Flowers, Lembang Jl Grand Hotel No 48 Lembang Bandung Barat Jawa Barat 40391 847. $18 stolen via purslane seeds on ebay by 4lng05ih, Bob Fox 54b Galbraith Road Pegs Creek, WA 6714 848. $19 stolen via Epipremnum on ebay Gg9546 George Grelak 6 Amy Street, Blakehurst, NSW 2221 849. cassie donnolly from FB stole 1 cup of blood and bone - stupid blonde bimbo who wants to play with me: get a fucking life, grow up, stop harassing me: you belong in jail - up to me I'd be putting a bullet through your ear 850. my blog story “So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater” was changed something missing? 851. I think cba have bean stealing off my cc since 2020 – they changed my card, and the statements for the end of that period are missing? Ebay refunded me $60 for faulty heater and Telstra gave me $60 compensation. I think the bank are trying to make it look like I am confused – when I am not. 852. Glasslock: added to my "stupid" list for not providing replaceable lids for their tempered glassware that will last generations – GENERATIONS (and they are quite expensive) 853. aquarium filter sponge stolen from veranda (4th one stolen over some years) 854. 1 pumpkin from vege patch 855. Still being harassed by bimbos on movies accusing me of being on drugs – fuck off you stupid dogs.(movie deleted later – never happened – such cunts) 856. Redbubble steal my sales money when under $20: so far I have had 3 sales since 2016, have never been paid – they thieves, ALSO sent email: Your margin: US$6.08 (AU$9.35), but online says (AU$8.55) thieves ontop of thieves 857. Brand new GOOD Aquarium adapter for pump swapped over for crap one that keeps falling out of socket $4 858. Pc monitor flui cleaner stolen, I wrote a story about it, then it was returned today, but they stole my pink plate 859. good guys in Mackay beeping me on the telephone ref refusing to refund me my product which is still under warranty - disputed, got a refund, apparently, but more harassment from them, probably they stealing trying to recoup their loss. 860. Ebay order changed in outlook – ebay staff aka Ebony Cosgrove $11 861. Glass jars stolen by dodgy facebook women, then I bought more from woman who tried to overcharge, I think was that girl who stole my wallet at Grave Attire, she has daughter now, let me guess, her name Emily? What a thieving stalking bimbo – I think theres a que now, single mother bimbos. 862. My neighbours in front of me are harassing me with tapping sounds in the morning, usually, and my neighbours next to them are perving on me via kitchen windows, they are also verbally harassing me making sure I can see them – 1 old lady, skinny, and 1 man dressed always in orange. Plus some younger people were there a while back, harassing me at night, they had a fire going, they may have fiddled with my aquarium heater on the verander, and broke it, or even worse turned it up in order to kill my fish, it was around the same time – utter evil STUPIDITY, possibly incahoots with the real estate girl, I saw her there last year, I took a photo of her. Taylor. (btw, those young people were there from guilt, too stupid to realize why they were pissed off, blaming me, when it was them who stole my blonde Endler fish before - A clear conscious leads to a healthy mental state. And some neighbour is letting their bloody big black dog roam around here at night. YOU STUPID DOG OWNER. (its not Barley) All dog owners are stupid. 863. Microsoft are stealing my video’s quality via Lossy Compression and Re-encoding over years. Significantly so. 864. Amazon re cancelling membership they change it to more expensive one $60 865. Budget beef mince from woollies – not sure what it is but it is disgusting. Paper? Sawdust in it?? They are thieves. 866. Pink bread plate stolen today Sunday when Steve asked me to go to his shed and take photos – the thief returned the pc cleaning fluid 867. White bread plate stolen aswell – could be retailer dog related due to dep fair trade and goodguys refunding me – then stealing from me 868. Arnica oil half bottle stolen same time pink plate stolen $50, same thief who stole all my essential oils, but claiming to be a drunk beautician from bundaberg - trying to trick me with identity - STUPID THIEF. plus these last 3 occurred after communicating with liberal politicians? FUCK OFF MICHAEL. But also after eating chocolate outside– jealous bitches? 30ML $70 869. ½ bin full of Potting mix stolen, (my good mix) steve came round and distracted me with stupid questions. Linda Hewitt must be involved in good guys theft? Refunded me then broke into my house and stole $79 worth of my stuff 870. Adapter plug swapped over good to bad (outside on aquarium pump, now it just falls out) 871. car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES 872. 4 Echinodorus ‘Rose’ - E. horemanii 'Red' x E. horizontalis, (the tall one) stolen, but was mislabelled, actually is ‘Tricolour’ – aquarium industry, the whole lot are thieves 873. Aquarium shops, all of them steal from me, one way or another – they are a total scam. 874. Ebay staff have fake sellers doing product placement, so u wait 2mnths for product (coffee grinder) that was never actually sent 875. Fb deleted my drawer runners listing, no notification, it just vanished, had to redo it 876. Amazon help centre said they would give me a $5 credit for mucking up the subscription – but then never did. 877. Australian website Essentially Australian, fake essential oils – they thieves, operating at Ali and Garths and on FB -could be New Directions doing excess lemongrass and cedarwood oil blends – would not surprise me if this was them? a plot to steal, some fake person on FB doing AI photos of Callitris glaucophylla - White cypress pine, that was Shannan Davies, who also had photo of me superimposed tending marijuana plants – I reported him and my neighbours to police. 878. Next day, after I noted SCAM: 15ml OF THAT essential oil cypress pine stolen 2pm 23rd Sept 2025 while I was doing the washing (1/2 the bottle emptied, plus they left a blue strap on the toilet seat?) $20 fake seed sale Rebecca Jones, 25 Livingstone Street, Yeerongpilly, QLD -HEY BIMBO THAT SALE DOES NOT COVER THE COST OF THE THEFT, maybe they were getting it to test it! Told you. 879. Also more arnica oil was stolen, emptied 880. Korean lacquerware online theft: by search results, so google, etsy and ebay were incahoots to hide the real value of a “compact” inorder to get me to purchase one for $65, when really its value is $25 if that. This is total theft by all online .com, especially google, and including youtube. Ebay steal like this, then try to make up for it by selling my seeds, which may cover some of the theft, but also creates tax hoops. Nuisance. 881. Sand timer stainless steel 882. 1 sewing thread clippers 883. Scissors moved from kitchen to desk 884. 1 brand new unopened sewing tape measure stolen at same time 885. day after thefts, dog girl cut lino in 2 spots with stanly knife that was on table and put pink textamarks on floor, and brown stain of some sort; saw neighbour hanging around. Related to my Brenda and carpet cleaning story 886. Coles delivery driver stole 2 broccoli from my order, coles issued me a $10 voucher with no acknowledgement of the theft. I guess could have a been a lurker on the verander at night? Young man, shortish, tatoo guy, friends with neighbours who steal, Cassandra Hayes? 887. Beach towel -neighbours, Prob incahoots with stupid kmart trying to product place beach towels fuck off you stupid bimbos 888. Sensor light turned off and camera outside turned to face the other way 889. Apple stole siri find my keys, in latest update 890. car rear view mirror vandalised by 14 Herta Lane, Sarina Beach 891. I'm pretty sure AusPost stole my parcel for ebay customer, said they del when they did not! 892. Big spate of thefts in September by neighbours - In September I got AfterPay - Pay in 4, for Temu order – maybe related 893. Andrew Breckenridge pretending to be Professor Graeme Yorston youtube – involved with thefts, and Mrs Amos, Debbie Tydd (what the) 894. Someone got in yesterday and removed the wedge holding up dishwasher, lucky I saw it 895. 2 frozen chicken breast (frozen is not good compared to fresh – stupid copycat thieves) $10 plus plus future bulk chicken, can't get as steal it 896. Australians on the show Insight, stole my stethoscope so they could product place Apple Watch - fuck off you stupid bimbos 897. Cba stole .75c “international transaction fee” – channel 7 reckons this is greedy opportunists toll money only, and should not be paid 898. My story describing the local men here as stupid young men, was stolen off pc 899. Potatoes: Woolworths, what the hell, refuses to sell roasting potatoes. All their potatoes are Waxy: for stews and mashing. Food shortage. 901. Same with onion, only 2 varieties all supermarkets and fruit shops: brown and red – lack of diversity - food theft. 900. Paypal dickheads help centre run around the call center guy started talking about sex FUCK OFF YOU PERVERTS 901. Australia Post Mackay depot stole my small kmart parcels 902. Apple and microsoft are trying to steal my photos by omitting half in the transfer from device to pc 903. My tapo is being monitored and hacked 904. Unbelievable sellers on ebay selling cuttings through the mail! And at extreme prices! That will not work! It is plain theft. 905. appears to be some retard sitting in a car at 14 Herta Lane, 1020am 25th November, harassing me with beeping - get a life you stupid dog. Do you need councilling? I can point you in the right direction?? 3rd born retard. 906. Blue tack stolen from hose end, by Microsoft computer nerd bimbos -Dural irrigation related 907. Ebay and youtube stealing – Nigella seeds: black seed oil – old seed not germinating 908. Lotus plant stolen from veranda fish tank, plus before some seedlings stolen, about 5, could be ebay girl related, trying to save Brendon who refunded my battery for $6.95 $50 909. Person who hacked my phone had a Wi-Fi name: DIRECT-1KEO:ILCE–6300, and there's 2 more: CAM_ZB978X230202, DIRECT-aiEO:ILCE–6300, - this will be someone at herta lane, go get police 910. Plenty walnut oil not smelling like walnut. Plus something wrong with blackmores codliver oil - farmed fish with pesticides: as hair fell out after scalp application 911. Woolworths for some reason stole $.50 and they didn't deliver my cream they refunded me but they refunded me $.50 less than the amount they charged! I even told them the price. Then they stole the $5 credit and free delivery that they promised me – some nutters there atm. 912. Nothing on my coles shopping list is available - Not sure who, but coles IT nerds have on their website suddenly “share your shopping list” link, and this seems to be exactly what has happened: everything in my shopping list is no longer available - so coles NO, I do not want to share my list!! stop sharing my list 913. milk companies stealing from Australians by reducing fat (taking cream out WAY MORE than what it was prior 2015), water on my weetbix now 914. large /medium white pipette stolen from outside window - they put slit in bottom of flyscreen and pried pipette out 915. Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 916. my snazzy diy sauna vandalized by jealous retail dog, zipper broken and nylon ripped -Retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent so I would have to buy a new one 917. inflatable spa punctured week later – so retailer vandalise my DIY sauna tent and then this spa. STUPID 3RD Born DOGS 918. Puncture repair kit – sticker really 919. Woolworths are putting water in their milk and Sarina Woolworths is stealing the other brand milk and oil from my woolly’s at Ooralea {they deliver, Sarina does not, the locals are not competent enough} 920. Twice now I have been accused and harassed by Telstra for not paying my bill when in fact I HAD paid my bill, then I had to go through all rigmarole to prove that I had paid it. Stop making me into the bad guy you perverts who just like to fight. Plus, pick and see what you want. 921. Silver leptospermum cut off at base of plant 922. Woolworths staff stole this out of cart Help@Hand Tea Tree Oil 200mL 923. 2 jackfruit trees stolen off table out front $40 924. 2 Fishbone fern stolen off table out front $10 - last night, herd them, probably facebook related - 2 people pm - I would say neighbours Ally and Garth pretending to be Clery Morwood and Rafael Guanais – musicians or police, I think police stealing – police are stupid 3rd borns here. 925. Sarina intojobs.com are stalking and beeping me – harassment, could be them going to 14 herta lane and harassing me, and stealing from me 926. No Coles, I do not wish to share my list! OUT OF STOCK – I think their way of combatting my food theft is to get thieves to purchase exactly what I do, so they can eat it at same time and not get food jealous!! 927. I had another pink bowl stolen, so 2 now in several months. This is related to my stupid neighbours, and the people who hoon around on motorbikes and in cars. I have zero tolerance for thieves NO TAKSEY BACKSEYS, ha. (you stupid idiots this is what incenses you the most: ZERO TOLERANCE FOR THIEVES, so you keep coming back for more, you don’t even know why). 928. www.facebook.com/themorningbulletin - ban me from commenting on their posts,- these are the ones that can do something about cba stealing money of cc by withholding money if retailer asks them, as well as charging twice for purchases at coles. 929. 2 Red screwdrivers stolen 2025 930. Someone cut all the chives off the veranda hanging basket over 3 nights 931. Someone Grasstree Beach who is following me whenever I go into Mackay, they turn off to go to grasstree 932. Dogs on the weekend here again - stole lavender essential oil, they emptied out the whole bottle, left the bottle (was ½ full). 933. Facebook marketplace edit notification alerts are total scan once you have stated what you want you won't be able to find it unless it's at inflated price 934. Fresh herbs! Supermarkets are stealing from people; fresh herbs ought to be cheap, $1.80, not $3.20 935. Lavender infused oil $20 936. Mackay butcher substituted lean mince for veal mince (not lean) – no flavour – blonde dog in store the whole time, then left after I purchased without buying anything, plus she had a little blonde girl maybe 6yrs? who came and stood infront of me, and started at me, twice – I think this is Cadbury related – their chocolate is for 4yrolds that can’t taste the difference. They need to be sued – they are begging to be sued. Plus, then again like all these recent thefts, I have some stupid dog apologizing to me – well NO, I do not forgive you, PAY UP THEN rack OFF. 937. Went back to butcher next week: POLICE STOLE AGAIN on mackay butcher trip – stalking another $500 ticket, – stupids I wrote a whole story and put in police complain re Lisa Lynch stealing from me – jealous 3rd born police. (coles refuse to deliver my mince meat so had to purchase from mackay,) because police delayed me, unable to go to butcher, they closed - not coincidence 938. POLICE FINED ME $500 AFTER TYRES - I THINK TO GIVE TO STUPID DOG WHO FOLLOWS ME AROUND TO PAY FOR HALF HER NEW TYRES?? QLD POLICE ARE STEALING FROM ME BIG TIME - related to Robert Naismith, from fakebook market place, retired police officer 939. Secateurs stolen – I suspect police cohort Adrianna Leahy, in loo for free awful dragonfruit, they were given to me as a free item FREE, if you changed your mind after you gave them to me: too fucking bad 940. Another screw, well, shelf suction cup stolen today on fb mp item in back of ute – dogs doing stealing signs – ha ha stupid thief, nursery woman gave me old marjoram for free – SUCKSHIT LITTLE CHILD, a free item – YOU LOSE 941. Retarded blonde bimbo stealing from after someone on FB gives me FREE item. Police related – 3rd born retards stalking me - can't buy any pick up items on marketplace any more - winning too much the police CANT STAND IT (because they are fascists) 942. Tyre people added on $9.90 surcharge 943. $500 2nd ticket by entrapment stolen by MACKAY POLICE, some dog said it was for half the tyre cost for the dog who follows me around at Sarina FUCKED 944. Tip shop mackay stealing; making huge profits from things people chuck out - ripping off poor people, also gov to blame; taking tax on items that have already been taxed. 945. Police are vandalising my carcam so they can’t be recorded following me and driving infront of me – Mackay and Sarina Police - Dogs do signs police stealing because I do washing; using up water. Do they not know that Steve has heaps of water? Stupid police -this is not how you do things – you monumental idiot 3rd borns. 946. Jason McDonald is the person who asked for address and didn't turn up – one of the carhoons? Metaphysical rapists? Secateurs?? He is criminal of some sort 947. Olympics channel and wide world of sports doing fake winter Olympics stories 948. Centrelink still stealing with no disability pension 2026 – dog stalking from ABC Online, same one from JJJ 1998. She has completely sold out. Hamish and Heidi Henry had something to do with it, or UK TV sending me them to make it look as so. Hamish guilty. Centerlink delaying outcome for emotional torment time. 949. Coles did not deliver my order yesterday then compensated somewhat – I’m sure someone will steal it 950. rackoff stupid musicians playing kookaburra noises you retard, get a brain – them that stole my new secateurs 951. car hounds at night, waking up whole neighbourhood, who pays these people to be a nuisance like this? you deserve a bullet to your ear 952. target claiming “stainless steel” on powder coated aluminimum 953. some idiot keeps sending me 3 people on metaphysical level who steal from me – so 3 dogs, been a thing for over 20 years $1000’s 954. large pink lily bulb – stolen out of storage, hope the stupid girl who took it gets cancer and dies 955. 1 outlook reminder: contact nursery before looking through their website - they only have for 'show' in stock or refuse to sell to me 956. fresh chives stolen, could be grasshopper 957. Dogs doing signs Fiona Blake stealing plums at Rangari. She prob is not. – see how annoying the dogs are. 958. the winter Olympics it's like, it's not real, it's a mere “production”, put on by the Olympics channel - total scam! They have to let the press in free for all otherwise it's all total bull. 959. Swapped out my good card reader that always works for one that does not work – forgot to mark it in pink paint 960. 2 Silicone Buckets stolen over summer 25/26, 1 black and 1 grey silicone buckets (pc hacked and MY RECORDS, WORD FILE CHANGED TO 3, when I purchased 4 grey flex tubs (flexi tub) BUT I found the 4 receipts in outlook. All morning it took - time thieves too. I knew I had 4. $8 961. More quality quality potting mix - Bimbos on Pinterest are vying to come up with good recipes, so I will be enticed to cook them, then they’re using that to justify stealing my potting mix on the veranda, WAS on veranda. Not justified theft stupids. Burn in hell. Stupid little people. and rack off chefs – you idiots. {I bet it was female chef who stole 1 of my Asiatic lily from potato cupboard} stupid fucking bimbos 962. small long blue straw cleaner 963. Local mothers in Sarina, Sarina Beach, Campwin Beach, and Mackay, putting good items on Facebook marketplace, that they know I would want, with no intentions of actually selling it -like they're just showing off. A perfect example of stupid bimbo behaviour. 964. 2 x 20L food grade buckets with lids STOLEN same time as 2 silicone buckets STOLEN at Sarina Beach - stolen by local bimbos-rasied by STUPID MOTHERS on facebook $20 plus postage $60 965. Jobs provider stealing ideas for work 966. stealing petrol: 2 trips to mackay + 2 trips to sarina beach mail box, cost me $115!! – so about $75 worth stolen - 967. plastic scraper, actually it was a large long Sistema plastic lid, stolen at SB by a dog walker idiot young man – right out of my bag 968. Apparently someone swapped out my heirloom Roma seeds from Diggers – and ages ago at Rangari. (??) the ones I have now are still eggshape, but I guess they are small and often miss-shapen? They are still perfect for sun drying, so I really am not sure – I don’t sell them anyway. Good enough for my taste buds! 969. I have online stalker – computer nerd who goes by various names with Butterfly in it. GET A LIFE 970. Silicone sunglasses strap taken, and in the process ripped the bag that it was in -no idea when they would've got the chance to do that 971. Computer nerds sending me spam emails on daily basis – FUCK OFF YOU FUCKING THIEVES 972. Phyllis Reyna Wixpartner, email from this person, I ignored, she could have tricked stupid QLD police into giving them money re ticket 973. fbmp cunts stealing by inserting plants for me to sell for $$ - but they want them, and take them from my table, they do not pay, same as grape - -cunts at workforce australia - Michelle, that woman from NEGS in 1998 centerlink? 974. Coles, prob wools, swapping out meat for poor quality if I order in advance, but next day, is fine?? 976. Fake posts on FB wanting me to make my hopeless mother comments – stealing comments? 977. I think kogan may have broken their dishwasher here so am forced to buy another?? remote access? 979. Australia post not collecting my mail (plants) from red letter box on daily basis, then lying stating they are. Deny and Lie 980. I think the delivery driver stole my 2 butters from the bags in the truck?? Nah – be mother cunts packing for sure 981. Dotcom company RedBubble, did not pay me for sold designs, many, but here is 1: Coloured Squares L74556570, sold to USA citezen AU$71.34 myshare: AU$8.55 – NOT PAID, plus all my other sales, over 10 years; they just do not pass on sales, they keep it – founders: Martin Hosking, Peter Styles, and Paul Vanzella, owned by Articore Group, promoted (and protected) by CHANNEL 7 – people from the same school. 981. Appears to be some idiots in the press doing fake lawsuits and using that as some sort of reason to steal, or to muck something up? those people playing that stupid game: stop using drugs and go jump in the lake. 982. all my long tent pegs missing 983. 1 cotton glove stolen from car at iga carpark 830am – all the dogs hanging about me like leeches MORNING 984. 2 sun jewels plants from vege house 985. FB admin putting all my posts into spam – such cunts – burn in hell stupid cunts 986. Stupid Government, I think again stealing under the pretence of tax; my electric roller blind sold on FBMP, so no tax is due on this item, it has had tax paid on it when I purchased it, and I sold it 2nd hand – I DO ONT OWE ANY TAX ON THIS ITEM, YET THEY STEALING FROM ME AFTER THIS SALE - using this as an excuse to play tyrannical vigilante. Gov or fake gov stealing – it is like gov have stupid dogs working for them that do not know the RULES. They owe me hundreds of $$. And can't buy anything on marketplace any more - as winning too much with cheaper 2nd hand - the police CAN’T STAND IT. Stupid 3rd born jealous twits. And because of this too, the Mackay market place went up 4x price of rest of Australia - there are some REAL stupids in Mackay policing fbmp -with ties to Mackay Police. Aquarium industry women are involved in the stealing. Communists practices - not allowing all people to free trade. Same with gumtree and facebook marketplace - I bet stupid computer nerd related? 987. Drs somehow stealing; all the thieving mothers, dogs and child motorbikers out when I went to Dr, so not sure what stealing – maybe scoliosis related, they stealing something. Maybe Imed Bundaberg inrelation to scoliosis xray, Radiologist: Dr R. Bilwani did report -with no mention to scoliosis? I don’t think they knew about fascia back then. 2019 989. Sand for everyone else is $12 a bag, but if they slap “aquarium” label on it – its suddenly $60 – exact same product! 990. I think the dumb thieving blonde may be stealing a potato here and there from my potato box? 991. More potting mix stolen off front table – they steal everything off those 2 tables – car hoons, car dogs, I can hear them at night, they drive around stealing. The potting mix was in a container – they scooped a portion out. Last night 30th March, Monday night. Prob around 8pm -cars incahoots with youtube, those Lucky Saves top 10 American ones 990 items and still counting I have had to spend $1000’s on padlocks, locks, new keys, CCTV…..security features $3000 So that's 962 items, my list to date, I calculated replacement value is about $22000, and these listed, are the ones that I know about. You know I mentioned on my blog that I have a lot of people, women who just yell out apology to me, like they yell out apologies from across the street, or inside a shop, or behind a tree, or just somewhere where I can't actually see who it is who is yelling out “sorry”. This has happens to me multiple times, and I assume, it's a copycat stupid bimbo thief, who stole something from me, then saw me and later realized she is just a stupid bimbo thief, and so apologised without incriminating herself. The coward she is. Quite frankly, my dear, you can shove your apology up your arse; I want compensation. So not only replacement value, for the thief to pay, I want them to pay compensation for torment – torture, stress, anziety and fear. So, at $5000 per incident, that’s $2,795,000.00 Those stupid thieving dogs are in dept to me for - $2,795,000.00 Do you have a daughter? - chances are its her, you bimbo mothers who can't raise a child. So, there are heaps more I have not written down too, before I realized I was being targeted. 885 - that is ABSURD! A lot, isn’t it? And sad isn’t it? The people responsible for these thefts are absolutely NUTS, and they should be locked up in jail (not in a mental health ward) IN JAIL - that’s where they belong. IN JAIL. Julia Roberts was right, in jail. About $22000 worth of small items. But the emotional stress far outweighs the cost by at least $7million. Just a quick sidebar here, it's a good spot to mention; I was talking to the owner of an aquarium shop in Mackay, because I had some kangaroo meat stolen that I had purchased there, and he implied that he is well aware of the fact that people are stealing from me, and also implied that “I should be a good sport about it, because it's just too amusing for all us” he further went on to say “you know it's just too bad that you have to be the centre of this big joke, but it's worth it, because it's just so funny”. WHAT an evil &^(&^()(*(^& son of a *&%(%%$ I believe this is related to Rachael Wainbergs sister, who now goes by the name of Cate Rogers? I have on my Blog, photos of stolen items with stories about each, but in 2023, (3yrs after I started this Blog), wix put a 500mb limit on site size, and by that point my Blog was already up to 5TB at least, which means I have to redo my whole Blog. So that is pretty ^&**& on behalf of wix, however, they are the ONLY .com people who offer a free site, so that includes a domain, but with their name in it. And since I want this Blog to still be here in 200 years, and do not make any money from it, thus cannot afford to purchase a domain (i.e., www.emilybiemansblog.com.au ), it seems this is my only option. I suspect this is done deliberatley by the powers that be now (the DOGS) so as to control information available for the masses. Computer nerds have gone to the DOGS. The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind – BULLIES. That’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, as seeing other people happy annoys them. And what they have created after these 20yrs+ of theft and 548 items stolen, is now a guarded outlook on most people, I can only assume now that everyone steals from me - which I know they do, well certainly did in Gunnedah AND Tamworth – the stealing game – STUPID COUNTRY HICKS). I want to portray exactly how ANGRY I am about these thefts. (plus there have been heaps more THEFTS at the check out, whilst shopping, overcharging. Those are not listed here). And before I started keeping track of the thefts, and before the stealing was a weekly event; in about 1999, I had an electrolysis kit, and I’m going to add this to my list of stolen items, because even though I gave it away to Vinnies - I believe I was manipulated in doing so by a girl telling me it doesn’t work you should throw it out (as she wanted it). Back then I was really naive and about the insidious way women work, and how they can sneakily steal things and manipulate others. Anyway, I miss that machine, as now 20years later, I’ve got big patchy areas where no hair grows. All that was required was a little more patience and I would be hair free! I don’t even know if they make them anymore, it was about $100 - but it most definitely DID WORK. People are revolting. I hope the guilty dogs get cancer and die. DOGS ARE REALLY STEALING AND HARRASING ME, trying to make me sound crazy. It started in 2006 after I moved back to Gunnedah from a brief period at RMIT in Melbourne (could be my whole class following me about the countryside? – skanky thieving girls, all of them.) Gunnedah Police do nothing, they are hopeless and bought by the female mafia that runs this country. ACTUALLY, UPON FURTHER new recollections, stealing started after I purchased a Recliner at Harvey Norman, the sales girl, along with my sister stole $2200 from me incahoots, because the girl got away with it then, she has continued to follow me around and try to steal from me wherever I go for the last 20 yrs, she has blonde hair, is short and will be now in her forties. So far, the Police at Builyan have been helpful, but basically, they would prefer to believe that I lose things rather than admit that people in their community – their friends (their kids) are stealing. Since making posters/ forum uploads and comments, naming names and generally kicking up a stink, the stealing has been reduced and items returned, but there are items still stolen from me. Stolen item blurb for Flickr If I catch you stealing ‘red handed’, I have 45 years of pent-up anger - you will not stand a chance. Note: since putting stolen items up on flicker, I have had items returned, - months after they were taken (sometimes years) making a big deal about these little things pays off. There are members of the community that have been around awhile and know perfectly well what’s going on, but for some unknown reason to me, will not talk to the police and NAME NAMES. (it’s often the popular and well-liked people who steal and can get away with it, I don't care who you are, how old you are I HAVE ZERO TOLERANCE FOR ANYONE THAT STEALS ) Don't be intimidated when you hear about the catastrophic stories on the news (most lies anyway), little things that affect your day-to-day life are important too. (I love social media; it really is empowering the people). The Police at Miriam Vale, not only do NOTHING about all these stolen items, but they do not take me seriously at all, and do not believe anyone in my area steals! HOPELESS I also will be ‘willing’ the thief to get cancer and die. (Whole huge new cancer ward was built in Tamworth hospital – SEE) Btw, a long side the theft is HARASSMENT. It is just as bad, and causes just as much anger and stress. Every time I go out, I have someone follow me and they often make themselves known by yelling out to me in someway. Like today (update in 2025, I had my stupid dog neighbour {well what do you know, another short blonde}, - she is currently using loud music to try and manipulate me; like I am trying to set up a car cam with reversing camera, but someone keeps breaking it – breaking in to my car, and breaking my camera – as it records ALL CARS infront of me AND behind me, at ALL TIMES – so the dogs who follow me DO NOT WANT me to have a car camera – they would be totally busted and HUMILIATED, so they break my camera (it cost me over $500 so far). So, those people following me and harassing me, are contributing to my death via stress ad anger, so in return, I hope they get cancer and die. I have noticed whenever anything is stolen from me, there are often strange animal type noises and once, I saw someone on a motor bike, with audio equipment strapped over chest – playing kookaburra noises in the bushland– what an idiot, I think it was Heath Barwick, skinny legs and no shoes. Like relentless harassment. 24hrs a day harassment by unwanted bullies. I also have a planes that fly over my house and seem to follow me around wherever I go (I have no idea why, I do not know any pilots, but sometimes they would spray pesticides over me and my house). And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at all-girls school, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina, Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (Don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the blonde bullies at bay. (Why are they always blonde?) WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE Also, I started a Flicker group with photos of stolen items. People notice things out and about, you would be surprised. Parents of Australia – you have failed, it is very easy to instil good values in a child. Life is a bitch; I recommend NOT having kids. (I really am a happy person, but I intend to do something about the thefts and harassent) My email is farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com Retailers stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice – btw, I have a clear and precise mental picture of that girl – you are going to have to pay sweetie, big time, watch out short blondie mouse – btw, she looks like the shooters girlfriend, Mark Eveleigh, who is familiar with my farm property, she also worked as checkout chick at the reject shop and stole from me there aswell. But she could be this girl that was my assistant for about 3 days, in a fashion place in Sydney, same look, mousy girl, she gave me a lift one day and charged me $2, very odd, and definitely a sneaky thief, she stole Mambo labels in a sneaky manner, can’t remember her name unfortunately – she may have stolen all my white 500ml coffee mugs? bimbo} But I literally mean following me home and steal from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen and there was very suspicious and dodgy staff who would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, they would plot traps to try and piss me off, so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos (and I have been advised they are on cocaine). Over a 10-year period they stole from my house, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10-year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here. I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dogs) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Actually I have a story about what happened; on my way over to Tamworth, after, I guess it was about 6 years of stealing, I really started complaining to the police about it because I could see I was being victimised and targeted, and it was most definitely a police matter even though the police are too stupid to see or do anything about it. Although after thinking about the whole police situation I have decided it would make sense that they have no idea how passive aggressive people work in these matters. They are only used to dealing with loudmouth drunken troublemakers with violent tendencies. BUT what happened was there was this phenomenon of fake road workers ON MY WAY TO Tamworth (looking back over the years this is been going on ever since I can remember, I think it’s Council who employs ‘unemployed boys’, young men, to give them something to do. They put on these Fluro shirts then stand on the road with witches hats - half the time they are not actually doing any roadworks at all. I once I saw them just standing around doing nothing, another time they were just sweeping the road literally with brooms! Occasionally they actually do roadworks, but often they do it on sections of road that had nothing wrong with it in the first place -so there’s a whole heap of problems going on in Councils related to roadworks) Anyway, so every 3 months or so when I drove over to Tamworth Bunnings, after about 6yrs, roadworkers starting to appear, and I would always get stopped by these fluros - I didn’t notice at the time, but they had an aim, there aim was to get me to stop and look and connect with these road workers who had stopped me – the lollypop man. If I paid no attention to those fluros, as is typical behaviour, I would later come home to discover flashing clocks and items stolen. But if I did look, then I would have nothing stolen that day. So, this is their game. It is a cat and mouse game for them, kind of a punishment with items stolen for being single. And fuck them! I have the right to be single without having any items stolen!! Fuck all the people involved, there was a lot. Including LifeLine in Tamworth (like, one time I was trying on some glasses instore, I get home to find my reading glasses were stolen, I am sure this was related to my trip instore, the radio was on - it is centerlink Jobs provider/ radio related). CUNTS. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts. Possibly mirror related; punishment for looking in the mirror – cunts; Honestly most people have absolutely no idea how truly revolting some women are, they are disgusting creatures, especially ones that work in the radio industry where they can remain anonymous. COWARDS. I believe those cunts are still a problem today in 2025 – they tried to poison me at Sarina Mitre 10 with pesticides. I hope you all get cancer and die. I am proud to be single, and who the fuck do you think you are trying to force roadworkers onto me? Having said that about Bunnings Tamworth, I’ve recently noticed while looking back over the years, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers – seems to be the on trend 2015 onwards, “culture” of retailers to try and steal from customers, anyway they can. The culture of thieving retailers. The climate of thieving retailers. The trend of thieving retailers. I will go so far as to say ALL in Gunnedah and Tamworth try to steal from unsuspecting customers. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless not only because they just turn the power off, but in 2020, I am fairly certain they have new technology to hack cctv and remove footage of any saved video including one your watching playback?-I’m not sure how they would possibly do that, but I witnessed it, footage there one minute gone the next. I believe they can do it with the underlying mission being “we want to protect all stupid bimbos, even if they steal from you Emily” - computer nerds being stupid computer nerds. But now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy, so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out, and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or even hanging the washing: cameras have to be on (aswell as while I am in the shower on shampoo day). As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country? So many people who steal from me, it’s so ludicrous. But then in 2025 they started hacking my devices: iphone footage deleted, Tapo security camera images appearing in photos without me doing it – they get hacked all the time – a hobby of young men; hacking womens devices and home security cameras – never put a camera in bathroom area or bedroom or anywhere else considered very private. It is so obvious that this country has got some major educational problems, which create rebellious people who steal, and think that it’s perfectly normal and okay to steal from somebody, especially when they’re not looking. Like what do I have to do to get bimbo mothers and school teachers to wake up and start doing things the right way rather than the wrong way? Anyway, I recommend not having kids. It was either Coles or Woolworths (my chosen grocery providers) who heard about what was going on with all the stealing from retailers. Their advice was to only shop at Woolworths and Coles, because anyway food is the most important thing, especially if you’re low income like me, so that is fairly good advice, although it still shouldn’t be happening (but like Coles and Woollies are innocent, I am constantly having problems with them both, their IT nerds are always removing my products from my cart, aswell as stating “out of stock” when I know they have some in stock at the local, other things too… they are mongrels. I have noted over the years, well, I first noticed it when I went food shopping after I moved up from Sydney to the farm, and no money at all; I started to notice in the supermarket, things that were on my list, started to be on special with a yellow tag. I also noticed at Rangari, when I needed certain plants, food plants, as I was building my garden, I suddenly was able to find them online. There’s a few other things as well over the years. And while those things certainly were good, and helpful at the time, but, due to a few other negative things that I suspect those “helpful” people were involved with, mainly, including thefts, in particular food thefts, I would just like to say now to those people; if you think you’re going to get some sort of praise and gratefulness from me, you are greatly mistaken, you little fucking COWARDS. To do these things anonymously, does not speak highly about you and your character at all; you are a weakling, and you involved yourself in my life, without my knowledge, permission or even my request, you did it on your own power tripping conscience. So, if you think I owe you anything, think again you stupid little dogs, I do not owe you a goddam thing. And it’s not like now I suddenly have lots of money – you bimbo idiots. Of course, I suspect my neighbours even here have something to do with it still. The guy’s name is David Hooker, he built this house, my house (Cates house), he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see, there are some holes. However, I know my landlord is a bit of a bully, and has certain female tendencies that will create problems in such a build. But why he has to take out his annoyance with her out on me, tells you a lot about this person. And I suspect he or someone in that house, his son, daughter or wife, Sharon Millet, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as David Hooker or someone in that house part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since, again, it is fun for stupid people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal and be naughty (the way they were raised, a bad and hopeless mother. Actually, I suspect all these thieving problems are landlord related, although as a renter all my adult life I really have no comparison. But before I started renting, I didn’t have any issues with theft. No one stole anything. So, I can only assume it’s landlord related, and yes, I totally agree with the current flavour of the month Tom Cashman, who requested a reference from the landlord after his application for a rental had been approved by the real-estate girl. Apparently, the rental girl got back to him and revoked the application, said ‘you’re no longer approved’ - silly tool of a little bimbo Real Estate girl. Wake up sleeping beauties. I mean I could really write pages and pages and pages of antics that landlords get up to (and have done so, later in my Life Stories) most, are absolutely disgusting people who have, when it comes to their tenant, no morals, empathy, or respect for. I mean actually this is such a huge and obvious problem that it’s any wonder the government hasn’t actually done something about this. I know the current laws really favour the landlord and do not favour the tenant at all, aside from the basic stuff, like you can’t just kick a tenant out if they have a lease. But you know there’s really nothing stated in the laws how landlords must not steal from their tenants, I mean they omit that basic stuff - you actually have to S-P-E-L-L it out. There are no laws about how landlords must not use their tenancies as personal power tripping dogsbody… I really could go on and on about how fucked landlords are, and how they use their position of power to ‘lord’ over a tenant. And how, if they can’t, such as in my case, then they ask you to leave, because really all they want is someone they can ‘boss around’ and control – truly I have encountered landlords just like this – they are literally insane. (I do believe this ‘control’ issue, and no respect for others, is a mental health issue) And young Real Estate girls who are usually in charge of rentals, are the very worst, they are often used as ‘tools’ by landlords because they are young and naive. They have little understanding about powerplay and being used as a reflection. And their need for multiple references, from sometimes, people who lie steal and cheat is just plain stupid. You want to know something about me ASK ME. Btw, I am an excellent tenant, keep the place clean and tidy, always pay my rent, just don't come around here to try to order me about - you will not like the response, I am not the mouse. Some nerve landlords have. I do have good references, just don’t ask for the current hotheads ones phone number, she has a lot to lose if I move. With all this persecution that goes on, apparently, it’s much worse if you have an arshole father, who has done the wrong thing by people - they later seek revenge on his kids. Lucky my dad was a ‘jolly’ type person! to everyone! (Although I don’t think he fully understand his role has a husband, and that women need protection in life, (I am talking about not only protection from ‘bad’ people, but also on a spiritual level, there is intangible stuff that goes on) Most often it’s the protection of just being present. But he did have a very strong worth ethic, and wanted to be a good provider, he went to work every day, rain hail or shine. When my mother got sick, he was able to take all his accumulated sick days, over his whole career, and use them to look after mum, he had about 18 months’ worth or something like that. If he is guilty of anything it’s simply not paying attention. I have noticed a lot of people do not know how to pay attention. Also, I am certain that he used to drink, aside from social reasons, but in order to punish his family, because it wasn’t going quite the way he wanted - even though he never complained, I don’t think I can recall him whingeing about anything ever, actually. He was not a drunk, but he fully embraced the bear culture. A culture which I will never understand, and I consider weakness (patheticness). (This paragraph is a rewrite; the original was deleted too) And by the way, apparently the same thing happened to me at school involving sports, happened to dad when he was at school, Newington - it’s quite extraordinary how, what happens to your parents happens to you - that’s why it’s important to talk with them or your kids about your life what you’ve been through, so the bad stuff doesn't keep happening. Just thought of something bad to say about me – I am hopeless at flexibility, as in gymnastics - I recall as a 9yr child, we had a gym - the town has spent a huge fortune on the local gym and equipment - was a political thing. I’m pretty sure I much would’ve preferred to go dancing, but anyway, at gym, I was completely hopeless - I mean completely, could not even touch my toes. I don’t know how I could possibly be so bad at it, I had a small petite frame, alike many good gymnasts. We had ‘cards’ we had to pass, and myself and one other little girl, Elizabeth Donnelly, we just couldn’t do it!! All the other little girls past 1,2 and 3 within three weeks, but by the end of the year Elizabeth and I, still hadn’t passed card 2! We got stuck on the bend back! Elizabeth had a big frame (not fat in anyway) but you could understand why it may have been difficulty for her, but not me, just couldn’t do it. J I also tried to play the drums at boarding school - completely hopeless - absolutely no skills in this area whatsoever. I thought of another area of weakness – my facial recognition skills are not crash hot, pretty much my whole life without being able to recognise people, however I can often recognise someone by their whole silhouette, particularly if they don't change their hair, so their height, and the way they walk. But face, not really, I don't think I'd even recognise my face, if I saw me walking down the street! AND - why would you push a child to do something that they obviously have no ability to do? Elizabeth and I spent a whole year hop-popping about in gym, trying to do something that we couldn’t do - it was ridiculous, and a total waste of our time, and has probably impacted my general outlook on life, hop-popping around is fine! But you know what, I recall meeting one of my childhood friends, in gym. It was one Saturday morning; all the girls were seated on the ‘new’ gym mat that covered the whole floor. This girl ended up sitting next to me, and the topic amongst the little girls, came up of adoption, and Anne, her name, announced that she was adopted, and I thought she was lying because we just had been talking about it, could not be a coincidence, I didn’t believe her at all - I was very sceptical, I’m not entirely sure why as a young nine-year-old, I was so sceptical? So, she insisted that I asked her mother, and I’m like OK. So, after gym she took me out to the carpark, to meet her mother, we had the discussion through the car window, and indeed it was true, she was adopted, and that was the beginning of a friendship between Anne and myself, plus I did get to know her mother quite well after spending many hours at Annes place playing. Plus, Annes parents became good friends with my parents – many BBQ Chickens together too! Anne and I did have a lot of fun, they nicknamed us the Giggling Gerties! But I do recall Anne was a bit of a nazi; I wasn’t allowed to touch anything on her dressing table or any of her toys in her room! they all had to stay in their perfect place lol! J Someone told me that I was a bit of a nazi to (as if), and in fact, that together we must’ve been a direct reincarnation from old Germany, which would explain why we spent our whole childhood giggling our heads off, as we were no longer nazis but now little girls! Lol (it was the funniest thing I had ever heard!). My personal product placement (no associations!) - Intertek Group - you are BRILLIANT (inflatable spa people, there business mission “Born to make the world ever better”) !! And Apple Tag – genius (no more stolen items) OMG Apple are genius -no less than 5 apple devices! And, sea-electric.com (Electric Trucks) – saving the planet 1 truck at a time! Outstanding luminous people! 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Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid cow mothers.) When are women going to stop hav Life Stories P2 (remember I update this every few months, I try not to repeat myself and keep things fluent, but sometimes there may be timeline overlapping issues) there may be repeating stupid word issue! Because I have started to name names (and more importantly photograph) the culture all the bitches that follow me around, verbally harass me and steal from me, there has been a movement of people (really more like pack of female dogs who hound me) to sabotage my internet listings. I’ve actually been banned from Google maps reviews, ebay marketplace (how communistic) Facebook, Ravelry, Wikipedia, Flickr and Spnflwer, and Gumtree COWARDS. (Also, my domain address from wix and google are blocked on Pinterest, and my Pinterest link is blocked on Amazon, and my new fake name account on Flickr is blocked to everyone but me). They can track me, and as soon as I open an account on either Facebook or eBay, it gets deleted, I have tried to open several now, all deleted, those computer nerds have turned me into a cat and mouse game. STUPID. Do they realize how much time goes into putting up your profile, what it means for some stupid little twit to just delete it? Stop making ME into the bad guy, you TV raised wannabe heroes. (Its exactly like that show on telly, Superman, before Clart Kent left school). After 4 years of being ban from facebook, in 2024 I found I could open another Fb account under a different name, and same with ebay, but an account under a different business name – OH NO NOT A NUISANCE AT ALL. So, in 2024, there was some stupid Chinese IT girl nerd, who made a big deal of communicating; that she had “made a mistake”, on Netflix, I think it was Netflix (a business who are notorious for stealing from me, especially in 2023). I suspect that this is the stupid girl who literally has been stalking me online and deleting all my accounts; she implied several times that she had made a mistake. And that was it. There was no apology, no compensation, or any other information at all. I mean I can't even guarantee that it was some stupid Chinese girl IT nerd, because on Netflix they use people like puppets, so it could be someone else manipulating some Chinese actress. But after I heard this, I went to create another account on Facebook, and I could, my account was no longer deleted, so I know that this was “the stupid IT nerd” talking to me. I also created another account on eBay to sell my seeds, I had to use a different business name which is just ridiculous because I had a lot of customers and they know my business name, so having to change my name is just stupid - it goes along with “the stupid IT nerd” - they truly have no common sense at all. And, after a while, I'm pretty sure two of platforms who banned me; flicker and Spoon-flower, tried to coax me back into opening an account with them - And so I would just like to say, mmm, how does that song go, 'no way, get fucked, fuckoff'. I literally spent six years building up my studio portfolio on both, I sold quite a few fabrics on SF, I purchased even more, and they didn't even offer to reinstate my account portfolio, or apologise or compensate for all the missed royalties over 4 years. Just fucked little girls. And, get this on flicker, at some point, before I was ban, my photos were all in the public domain; I had a whole heap of plants and flowers, all available to the public if they wanted to use them for anything. But I noticed when I did a Google search for one of my plants: none of them showed, and they had been on Flickr for years, it was like only I could see them if I was logged in. Such IT cunts. Just like my google map reviews. They're seriously needs to be some sort of government policy mandating online platforms because they are run by twits. In late 2024 there was a gov mandate to ban all under 16-year-olds from using social media, I feel this is a good thing). But in 2024 I'm still being harassed by Microsoft and Apple IT nerds; they appear to be doing the opposite, like whenever there's an update, they remove features instead of adding, from my PC and ipad and iphone, like I can no longer use Siri, I can no longer use tab search, I can no longer use form auto fill. Just seriously nuisance people with no life, and are still OBSESSED with me. I think they must be third borns. Once again, before I go on, I want to try and express how angry I was, after I was ban from such popular, accustomed sites. If you heard someone talking like this out on the street in a conversation, especially if they could hear my tone too, they may probably run away scared as hell. (Well, I know a lot of people would, most people are complete pussies) But what they did to me is outrageous. I should be angry. I should be mad as hell. In fact, its comparable to in China, they have a one child policy, and if a couple has more than one child, then the second, and every child thereafter; doesn’t receive recognition that he or she exists, as in, no birth certificate, or identification. And while I think having a ‘one child’ policy is fantastic, obviously, not acknowledging someone’s existence is pretty bad, pretty bad being a complete understatement of just how bad that would be. (This is what I was taught, but their policies have changed since). I feel this is what they are doing to me, they are trying to write me out of existence, and to lose all credibility. And so, when you’re reading something like “burn in hell you stupid dog” try not to freak out, and remember what they’ve done, and how you would feel if someone was trying to write you out of existence. Sometimes I get feedback about my stories “you lose” that one, “you won” that one…. well guess what, I’m not trying to write a great blog. I’m just writing about my life and what’s going on. A lot of people are going to have issues with it. Truth telling. People don’t really like the ugly truth. Although sometimes the feedback is ”Well that’s not so bad, thinking since I’ve been “ban”, that it’s going to be incredibly offensive”. And, its really NOT bad! Everyone interpret things differently, and has different expectations of what they ought to be reading. I just want to make a point of saying: I’m not trying to win any competition, any writing competition or best blog competition!! My blog is way more a cathartic tool for me rather than an “entertainment purpose” for somebody else. So, back to the bloody dogs - do they know about the dogs I have when I go down the street, so its best if I only purchase online – but they have ban me from ebay - ebay staff are LUDICROUS, burn in hell. Btw, I have talked about what eBay have done online in other arena’s, (where for some reason, I have not been ban) because I think it’s completely wrong and literally communistic to ban someone from the marketplace. An injustice. And now I get eBay emailing me insinuating that the reason I was ban, was because I didn’t pay my monthly fees - which is absolute garbage. I paid my monthly fees via an automated PayPal system, so whenever it’s due, it gets paid. I don’t owe them anything, but when they banned me, in such a revolting manner, I went onto my PayPal account and cancelled my contract agreement with them. And it’s so happened, that that month, which was only halfway through, had a few dollars accumulation. So, they’re trying to blame that fee amount, as the reason why my account was deleted. When it was not. They deleted my account for discriminatory reasons, they are cunts. And I will not be paying the accumulated final fee until my account is reinstated, which I have advised them of on many occasions. I strongly suspect all of the recent items that have been stolen this year, was from them - bimbo IT Nerd revenge – carried out by my neighbours who play sides – stupid. (There was one ebay staff who implied that it is actually some of the sellers on ebay, actually a lot of them, who are stealing from my house, after they obtain my address. – I am not sure if that is true) None of the coward ‘bann-ners’ wanted to communicate with me at all about the reasons - oppressive Nazi personalities. Hence, I have created my own website, and they cannot shut me up. (I feel my google photos and Pins have also been blocked, but I am not sure about this.) And before I was banned from Facebook, at least I got one thing in, that is, brought something into social consciousness, and that is the “oven oven icebox icebox” that is, Shipping Container living, especially here in north QLD. Can you believe powers that be (rich powers that be) where encouraging people to buy shipping containers, cut a hole in for a window, then another hole for a door, - and call that a home - OUTRAGEOUSLLY CRUEL and unacceptable form of housing. I strongly feel describing my life in the following light helps tremendously, as, in Australia there are so many jealous bitches (seriously, huge problem, they are jealous of everything (including my bowels {yes, I really mean my bowel} and they would steal it if they could – some hopeless mothers do not know how to feed their kids properly, and so they grow up to have bowel problems) -Jealousy is from bimbo women who have more than 2 kids, 3rd born jealousy thing, carries through their whole life) Don’t blame me for your crap childhood, or your crap parents. Anyway, by describing my life here, it will put an end to this big jealousy problem (and has done so a lot, (there is no money here) But they still steal, and it’s from jealousy and a feeling of superiority over me, as in, you do not deserve that good thing, but I do, the main motivation to steal, jealousy - you love me, you want to be me. lol – so dysfunctional to be jealous) Did you know jealousy is a Sin in the Christian religion? Does anyone know any Australian women that aren’t jealous bitches? I do not. If you weren’t worshipping every step I take, you wouldn’t be watching. If you’re taking the time to read this you might wonder “why is this girl writing her life here? Who is her target audience? And no one really gives a shit?” - I do still continue to have people who follow, harass and hound me, STILL and it’s those people in particular, I know will see this blog, and indeed a lot have stopped harassing me and stealing, with their attitude, “oh I am not jealous anymore”, so, they see what I say about them, and possibly start thinking…. But, also, it is some of those ones who have read about themselves, who are suddenly protesting and trying to get me evicted from any social media websites or forums and indeed at present, I’ve got someone trying to close my website down, so I can assure you all this writing is not in vain, it works. The older I get the more I can see how oppressed both Australia and America really are, the FEAR about being angry or seeing someone express their anger is EXTROADINARY (so backwards still about this, and gov officials will still declare you as mentally ill with schizophrenic if you display anger, AH DER no such thing as schizophrenic. Speak out, stand up to thieving bullies and don’t be afraid to name names. And admin, have some guts; stand strong against women complaining about other people-they always have an ulterior motive, how are you going to make the world a better place if you do not even want to be aware what’s going on. (Oh, and again I do not have a mental illness, just thieving guilty (popular) bullies, would wish for it to be true) and, I AM NOT A DRUNK. I do not drink at all, nor am I am on drugs, I am just ANGRY, you silly bimbos) And, you know what, since I’ve written this on my blog about the fact that I don’t drink, I have definitely noticed a change in some of the current movies that I watch where there are people in typical party scenes who would normally be getting trashed, they are opting to say to their peers I don’t drink. This is something that has never been done before in Australia or America - alcohol is kind of rife. So, I like the idea that I’m giving people a choice, you don’t have to bumble along and get drunk and be a party person to have a good time in your 20s and 30s. Although I feel, pretty much every adult over the age of 40 that I have encounted, usually ends each night on the couch drunk. I make a point a point of not contacting anyone after 6pm, as I know they will most likely have started drinking (landlords especially), and thus are antagonistic, rude and resentful at being disturbed. Before I put here the blurb story, I had on Rav (account for 10yrs, and also Flickr, another account for 12yrs, that was deleted, by nazis) where I name names, apparently it is quite shocking if you’re an uptight housewife type, or a sheltered child, brace yourself. {I heard there was one girl who read my blog, and afterwards, then entered into an arranged marriage! No single lady persecution for her!}. I will do a quick recap of what has happened to bring me to this point in my life: including my pride and joy garden that was stolen! I had spent years building it up, I started gardening in 2000, and it was now 2017, so years and years, and at least $60,000 on the Rangari garden (incl 2 fruit tree tunnels, 5kw solar panels, 2 sheds, lap pool….….actually prob more close to $70000, incl any spare cash I had each week, went to 100’s of plants, over the 10 years), as you would have read in the above photo story “Stolen Garden”, so this little bit continues from there: I believe in the end; it was pure garden jealousy/bullying was the reason that I had to leave Rangari. So, my garden, my livelihood and most importantly, my food / good health had been stolen. The only positive part of my eviction was that I could leave the petty thievers behind (or so I thought (- mass thieving problem in Gunnedah, all retailers stealing from me, especially Bunnings (major petty theft criminal network working out of their stores, but goes back to Harvey Norman 15yrs ago who ripped me off $2200 on a Chair, the short blonde discriminatory sales girl (who may have been incahoots with my little sister Penny Bieman??), overcharged me (stole from me). Which was why she (they) continued to do it; I mean $2200 is a big incentive isn’t it?) {The Good Guys – that is why they opened in Tamworth}. In about 2016/17, sometime back then, I was watching this documentary about Fraser Island dingoes. It was good, informative, pleasant, it showed the dingoes in their natural friendly manner for the duration of the show. Towards the end of the show, they showed something most interesting. One of the crew had brought their young child along, she would’ve been about 4 or 5, I guess. All the crew had got to know the dingoes, and had befriended them, there was an element of trust that the dingoes had with them. But the film was showing this little girl on her own, just separated from the group, and one of the dingoes came up to her, and she patted it, it was licking her face in a typical friendly dog manner, then another one joined in, and then another, and another. Now what happened then was quite scary - the camera was on, so I am thinking it may have been a trap to show the viewers the nature of these dogs, but what these dingoes did was go from that friendly licky dog, to suddenly now all circling this girl and we could see, as a viewer, in a matter of moments, these dingoes had taken on a totally aggressive manner, the lick turned into hair pulling, the trotting/skipping about had turned into stalking, and there was slight ‘pounce’ attempts in play, but with a serious slight gnarl, like a dry run, and they clearly would soon have started attacking this little girl, she was pray. So, I guess lucky someone was watching, and the girl was pulled to safety. But from this video we can clearly see the nature of these dingoes and indeed they are most likely to eat a baby or a small child if given the opportunity. It’s just a natural instinct for them. They are not evil, and anyone who would shoot a dingo for such behaviour is ridiculously backwards. Anyway, I put the story here because this major theft, and the people that harass me in Gunnedah and Tamworth; this is what they’re like. You know they must see my curly long hair, then even hear me speak (apparently, I’ve got a really high voice, or did), and I’m always out on my own. And it triggers something in them, they start behaving like those bloody dingoes in pack mentality (I’m going to stick to calling them dogs) Obviously those girls who harass me aren’t dingoes, they aren’t dogs, they are human, and so their behaviour is evil. If you can’t class those girls as evil, then it is stupidity. Back to my reasons as to why it may have been a good thing I left; I would not have the Carters as my landlord, as Steve Carter is an outright power tripping bully - he is disgusting. But this story is not about that. I want to write down what happened after I was given 3 months’ notice that November 2017, just before summer hit (and it was hot that year, no rain at all, year 5 of drought) btw the Carter family, are “the wrong side of the railway track”, and ironically one of the wealthiest farming families in Australia. I placed 2 adds in local newspapers for a farmhouse and searched all online sites and placed adds online too. And approached all the real estates in Gunnedah. NOTHING Now, the thought have having to pack up everything was daunting enough, especially given the state of my arms (very sore) and I had a foot injury that was taking all eternity to heal, (2yrs later in QLD was diagnosed by a Chiro as Collapsed Arch, bloody incompetent Gunnedah doctors, another story; unable to walk properly for 5 yrs now, I still have it (2022), as I did major damage wearing the work boots that had a “deliberate” hole in the sole, (to deliberately handicap me) whilst having to move 5 times in 2018-2020) actually, I need to interrupt my story and briefly talk about this, as it has greatly contributed to this blog, having time to write due to not being able to walk. I found out if you have had your condition for longer than 3 years, it stated I would be entitled to receive Disability pension, which is $300 more a fortnight than my current income, I did finally put in a claim in 2021, but Centrelink denied me (even though I know 2 women my age on it, and have no disability at all, 1 has a 14yr old son – so it is not what is wrong with you, but who you know, determines whether or not you get the money). So, nothing wrong with them, but they don’t have to do the jobseeker activities answer to cunty jobs providers and centerlink staff, not to mention Dep of Education. Plus they get heaps more money, meanwhile, I can’t walk for more than 5 minutes at a time. It is really NAZI of Centrelink to deny me – and those people that did, will be getting cancer and dying. I later found out, if you can work at all, they will not give it to you, it is only for bed ridden or paralysed chair people. Since I can sell my seeds now without hurting my foot to badly, they refused me. But this does not explain the other people I know who receive it and have no disability at all. It wouldn’t suit the bullies at all, if I were to have more money. Little birdie told me it’s because they’re too busy having fun doing the class thing; I have mentioned on this blog, read my “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”, and indeed they do play that game. I recall a group of women from the UK, I was advised they were distant relatives of the Royal family, aristocrats or wannabe types. And having seen me before, living at Rangari with my huge garden that I created for myself and my cats; and now seeing me live where I am now, and to hear about all the unpleasant things that has happened to me via this blog, they were so happy, and so pleased that I had been ‘cast out’, and they told me my house was ‘shed status’, and not a normal house, but merely shed status, and in an area of extreme bad air quality. Such glee they were portraying - just one of many incidences I have experienced when it comes to other people taking pleasure in somebody else’s misfortune. I have a sneaking suspicion that one of the reasons aside from my big beautiful garden, that they wanted to handicap my foot, was so I couldn’t move about properly and be healthy, and therefore put on weight and look more normal, rather than tall and slim. I think this, because, back at school especially, I’d always been very slim, and it’s been a topic of extreme jealousy by most women, some more than others, - short women especially are jealous, especially 3rd borns, they think my life is easier as I am taller, and thus have a psychological advantage – and they do not want me to have any advantage at all. Back then it was very desirable to be unhealthily slim. (Btw, I really like this Gin Gin house, and do not consider it a shed, I love the open plan-ness of it. It maybe is just a bit too small, and there is a big gap, or window up the top that only has chicken wire – no glass, so in winter is freezing, and summer is boiling, which are both causing health problems. But in QLD, things could be much worse, this is the state who wants everyone on low income living in shipping containers! Liberal government. I have plenty to say about non-thinking house design in other photo stories. {If it were up to me, we all would be living in mansions – and btw, the reason we are not, is not due to money and the current and past economics, the real reason is because there are so many rich snobby hoity-toitys that like playing the ‘class’ game they get kicks on thinking someone is inferior to them. I tell you, a lot of people in this country should be ANGRY AS HELL} Anyway, it is a good thing I am a Crafter - when you’re a Crafter, you know that there is absolutely no time to spare, because any spare moment you have, you can do one of your crafts. Like my knitting, although sore arms make this limited. I do believe this is why I especially have held a grudge against anyone who wastes my time, because I always have something better that I can be doing, rather than being put on hold or attend pointless appointments, or be given the run-around by sales people, or call centres, or Centrelink people. They are HUGE time wasters. You know life is pretty short, and anyone who wastes your time, even for five minutes, is unworthy of being in your presence. I value other people‘s time, I value my time, I expect you to value my time to. So, back to my “cast out” story, not actually having anywhere to move to was downright terrifying, not like in my youth when I could easily just pack up and move to where the new job was or as the situation required, it was an extremely stressful time, with what seemed like only haters at every turn in Gunnedah. I went through my phone book, and basically called every farmer that I knew, which proved to be of no help at all and, and most were downright rude, but one of them was a previous landlord on a farm out near Keepit Dam where I used to live before moving to Melbourne / RMIT, for a brief time, her name was Karen Cull, she was a teacher at the local high school, she mentioned I should call an old x school teacher Prue Kesby, as they had a house out near the Cull farm ( although Karen said she and Robert were now divorced and she no longer lived on the farm) Now, as I was talking to Karen, it was the bizarrest thing, she literally sounded like a little girl, it was very peculiar, and my instincts said NOWAY, HANG UP, DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS SILLY PERSON. But, as I knew Karen, and knew she was not a little girl, (although there was one incident; we were in Tamworth for the day, I was doing an upholstery job for her. We were choosing fabric. We were outside a fancy restaurant, where before we had just been in, talking to some people I knew. And she deliberately threw something of mine, well scattered it on the ground, so I had to kneel down and pick them all up, when she just stood over me. To all the onlookers there in the restaurant, this act looked rather inappropriate, so basically, she has some control issues that she should work on, and leave me out of it - this type of behaviour is dysfunctional. I have noticed, this behaviour is typical to school teachers, I would go so far as to say 90% of school teachers (public school) have these self-important and major control issues, and want all the kids to worship them.) In fact, I think I need to interrupt my story, and do a whole special, other paragraph, to talk about this, because I have experienced it a lot; a lot of women don’t seem to be able to handle other women as their equal. They can only handle subordinates, which is why especially your find a lot of these women as teachers because they get to be around children, as in people that they can feel superior over, it is a serious dysfunction. Plus, it is widespread. I remember my grandmother, who wasn’t a school teacher, she was a housewife all her life, with three girls, but she definitely couldn’t handle other women as her equal, and all throughout her children’s adult lives, she still wanted them to remain as children, so she could treat them as subordinates. The very meaning of subordinate is a lower rank, or position, or of lesser importance, inferior, and needs another person to have authority and control over them. I know that expression “oh, you think your better than me!” this is where it comes from. From dysfunctional women wanting to treat other people as their personal subordinates. So, I guess for Karen Cull, and all other women in fact (my landlord Catie Rogers) that I’ve ever encountered, guess what, I am your equal, you are not better than me, you are not superior in anyway, you have major dysfunction, is all. Anyone can wear the dress! {reference from that wonderful movie “Maid in Manhattan”}. And I know I, (you!lol) would prefer you deal with it, rather than take out your dysfunction on me. So widespread! I definitely wouldn’t be friends with any school teachers. And in fact, in my experience, this is probably the reason why most women don’t like me, because they want to feel superior to me, as I am single and poor, but I don’t let them, so it pisses them off. I remember back when I was 18, all I would have to do is put on a Red Hot Chili Peppers T-shirt, and put my hair over my eyes, and people would think that I was on drugs; they think this because they wish it to be true, because then they could feel superior, as they themselves are not on drugs and thus better than. Then they think their knowledge of me gives them permission to act superior, when really they've just concocted this whole superiority issue for themselves. Not on drugs! I was just merrily humming along thinking Red Hot Chili Peppers were pretty good back when I was 18! I'm middle age now -they're not! Just a few weeks ago, I was comparing my life to a young woman from the past, Dido Elizabeth Belle (1761 – 1804) who was treated one way by her loving white family, and as she was black, and another disrespectful way by the community where she lived. - I say this because whenever I venture out, I often get harassed, followed, and pickpocketed, plus all the other shenanigans people get up to, I would often come home at Rangari, in tears. People are crap, crap bullies. Yet, when I am at home sitting on the couch eating my healthy home grown food, watching my favourite shows, I truly feel like a bit of a princess! I am treated as another viewer, a respected member of the public. So rare! Then I get back to my life and just noticed something else that has been stolen.... - it’s almost like there are two versions of life. Some shows, as in a lot now, have the dogs on them now, who harass me, they have taken over certain sectors of the entertainment industry - since I hardly ever go into town, they must love harassing me so much, they can't get enough of it. Stupids, brainwashed by primary school teachers.) One stupid bully told me she was exacting revenge on behalf of some blonde bimbo in the tv industry who cried, when she “herd” me use a swear word and was “upset” by me! Seriously, that’s what those stupid blonde women do. They are fucking NUTS. I CAN’T HEAR YOU! Stupid Sharon Morgan – trying to save movie star! Some ‘old and wise’ person, said it was not “crying from hearing swear word” that was just the excuse she used to manipulate bully dog into exacting revenge; it was crying from being jealous. JEALOUS. Like some women are so messed up and threatened by other women who they perceive as “better than”, that they do mean nasty spiteful things. So in my case, she (no idea who, but there seems to be many of such fucked up women), she used some stupid bimbo in my local area to be a bully, she manipulated stupid dog by crying (you've all seen those movies women really do that apparently!! And other women fall for it.) So, I'm wondering what is the stupid girl in the television industry so jealous of??? Is it my vast amounts of money that I have!! Maybe my extreme beauty!!! lol My abundance of looooving and adoring family and or friends??? Lol. Yeah right! So, I determined, it is jealous of the fact that I'm not married and don't have kids, which intern prohibits ‘one’ from operating in society in a lot of situations; because you're perceived as someone who's not normal and then are discriminated against. And this exclusion intern provides ‘freedoms’. Little perks of being different from the norm. The same ‘old and wise’ person said they're jealous of me “winning” and them not “winning”. Well, there must be some sort of imaginary game that they've concocted of WHAT THEY THINK WINNING IS, but see; “exacting revenge” because she was jealous is plain stupid - that's the kind of stupid 3rd born things that I have to deal with. I personally wouldn't not hang out with someone who would be jealous of me, as I would perceive them ultimately to be stupid. Did I invite that jealous woman into my life? NO, I DID NOT, yet, through no choice of my own, I've got to put up with this jealous stupids dysfunction, plus the dysfunction of some stupid bimbo dog who does as she’s commanded. When it all boils down to the fact that I didn't do anything at all to provoke those STUPID WOMEN. Merrily plodding along, minding my own business. (Business of selling seeds and growing plants). And this happens to me all the time because women are SO FUCKING STUPID. Btw, on YouTube now, if I see any dogs harassing me via their ‘position of power’, I can just delete their whole channel!! I love it. No stupid jealous dogs for me thanks very much. I went to delete one such channel, and YouTube hid the channel from me, so I was unable to have that satisfactory moment! and another time after I deleted a quack Dr channel, they undeleted it! Such online tracking pervert cheekiness. Anyway, back to my story, I was so excited about the prospect of relief from all my stresses of finding a farmhouse, I was on the phone straight away to speak to Prue (and Mark) Kesby. And, I could not believe my luck, they had a sweet little brick farm house in a secluded area, perfect for me (as being single, I am targeted by female thieving bullies (and old NEGS girls) in Gunnedah, so I need somewhere private, I really do) and Prue and Mark seemed absolutely super, so nice, the both offered to help me move my stuff (very rare). So we started, we hauled about 5 Ute/trailer loads in the heat of that summer, btw, I want to mention during one of the trips I made over there, - I went the back way, through the Crooks place, they gave me a key) I was followed by a Ute with 2 guys and I didn’t see them until I reached the end of this particular road and they beeped at me, they got out of the Ute and came up to my window, said “what the hell was I doing, was I lost?) –very aggressive manner, and like it was any of their business? It was odd, I told them I was moving into the Kesby farm, they left. (See, dogged, wherever I go. Get a life!) Anyway, it was arranged that I would feed Mark and Prue’s animals and water their plants that coming week as it was Xmas and they were going away, they paid me $100 in advance for my efforts. And in the mean time I helped them plaster a wall in the house, as it was not quite finished, so 1 whole day doing that. BUT, the next morning I received a phone call saying they had changed their mind and did not want me living in the house, as Angela Crook their neighbour did not want me living next to them, as they had read my article online, about a colleague of Prue’s, a primary school teacher - Debbie Croft, who spent the whole of my 4th class humiliating me ( I was very tiny, an oompa loompa, the smallest in the class), choosing me as her ‘whipping boy’ to get the boys to do their work or else ‘look what happens’ (Apparently, this a common teaching method for certain teachers, because, they say, it works {DISCUSTING}. I guess, Prue, as a teacher did not like the fact that she/they could be held accountable for their POWERTRIPPING BULLY behaviour later. (I had not even started writing my blog back then) She would’ve seen that article on Ravelry.com, which I was later banned from – I would say because of people like Prue Kesby putting in complaints to Rav, and coward women on Rav, giving in to them. COWARDS. How can you fix these things if you don’t even want to know about them COWARDS. So, at that point I didn’t even have a blog, and I hadn’t really even begun writing about my life (think they were offended before – try reading it now you stupid bloody women). I just wrote 2 or 3 articles, and especially that one, because I felt it was so important to do something about that disgusting teaching tactic, that primary school teachers have been getting away with for so many generations - it causes so much dysfunction and I can’t believe it still goes on. WAKE UP. And, if you think my life is offensive, try living my life, try seeing things from my perspective. This is why I’m writing about my life, anyone who is offended by anything I write, should be offended by the whole community, because this is what happens to me, and I’m merely writing it down. I have very strong convictions about FreeSpeech, and anyone that asks me to remove any of my writings, I will strongly condemn and assume as guilty. So, that was it, back to major stress out, and big shame on Prue Kesby, who would like to live with her head buried in the sand, like a little girl. (Again, the irony of the situation). I would like to point out also, when one is in the housing market, the real estate agent doesn’t say, “if you purchase this house, you have to adopt the family who live next door aswell, one comes with the other!!” It’s the same for renters, we are only interested in the house. 1 family is enough. And looking back at Karen’s phone call, then Prue’s behaviour the evening before she made her announcement, - call me paranoid, but I am inclined to think she and Karen had planned this big set up from the beginning ‘teach me a lesson’, that would be typical public-school tactics, and reminiscent of the 3 teachers from my primary school that used to hold staff meeting to come with ways to humiliate me, they are hung up on humiliation. BTW, someone that takes ‘gunshots’ like that, is not a teacher, that person is the child running loose around the schoolyard, that infact needs the teacher to come along and call for order. And really, do they think I am going to remove my posting? Stupid bitches, again the irony. All involved need to be saved as they are going to hell for sure. (Plus, I have twice seen Karen (or a look a-like) since then, when I have needed landlord references, so I think someone goes and gets her, same as all the other bullies they get from my past, seems to be for the point of harassment, as they never actually approach me or speak to me?) I need to point out here, the same thieving problems I had a Rangari and Kookaburra Park, would have followed me to the Kesby house aswell – so I am not sure it would have worked out anyway, - the niave Kesbies sure would not have been able to do anything about the thieving, and the dogs. I could have set up, and planted a whole heap of plants there, (my pool), only to have to move after a couple of years anyway? Who knows? But I think living at that house still would have been better than any other address I have since moved to. (Not factoring in the climate, and my health). 2. Rangari house , 2008 before I moved in. I have to say, so far, I’ve never been too fussy about appearances of a rental house, because I know I can transform the whole look and feel with the garden. As long as there is a big yard I’m happy. However it seems only a few Gunnedah landlords were ok with me gardening. I have discovered some landlords are completely anal about their garden, even if it’s got none, or it’s really really crap (like that one at Builyan), possibly a territorial dog thing - they think it’s really good, and think that if the tenant does any gardening, they will destroy it! Poor little people, they miss out on my skills and ability! So below, 6 forced rental relocations in 2 years, all, by myself and with a Collapsed Arch, and which is why I now have nerve damage in my ar (except when going into Gin Gin, I had help from 2 facebook boys, 1 good one and 1 bad one) 3. Promised Kesby house, 2018 – the one that I moved half my stuff to then they “changed their minds” due to revolting Angela Crook 4. Long Cottage, 2018 at Gunnedah, 10km out 5. back of bad house at Builyan, 2018 6. moved to Colosseum, 2018 , 12 ute loads by myself including all pool parts - 25mlap pool and horticulture stuff. 7. me on Veranda at house at Colosseum 2019 , age 45yrs 8. house at Village Lane, Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin, 2019 9. present day 2022 , teeny tiny unit near Mackay - old hotel BTW, the next location in Gunnedah was even worse, (thieving powertripping landlord and their kids) so after another extremely exhausting and expensive ($3500) move, as I was not able to find anywhere in my home town of Gunnedah to live, and had to move to a suburban country area 700km away in QLD, where I literally have to ‘start again’ (so far, another 5 times), such is bitch life, I recommend NOT having kids, or don’t have any unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 and home school them. BTW, (Since the whole of Gunnedah retailers and local yocals were stealing from me (I was really targeted by them, it is a hateful town, passive aggressive underground movement – they must be lost now with nothing to do now that I am gone), probably good that I moved, least QLD is warmer, still dry though, water issues WATER ISSUES) But, next spot at Builyan, the only place available on the real estate apps in QLD, not in a city. {oh actually, the only place near the coast, but at that time there were heaps of big old houses in outback Blackall (nice realtor, heaps of bore water, cheap – had signed a lease even, prob should have gone there? Not sure – I do so love the beach, so opted for the Builyan one when it popped up at the last minute. I have to say most of the people who live here, and at Miriam Vale (close by), would have to be the biggest country hick stupid thieves that I have encountered. It's really too bad how that cliche of sleepy country people being that way, fits so perfectly in these two spots. But seriously it's like there are generations breeding new generations of stupid Hicks it's quite disturbing and disgusting. It's like there's been no progress or change or evolution at all. I unhappily lived at Builyan for 4mnths (it was soo awful, and a scam low-income house with other hidden costs, no privacy, no fruit trees at all, still; stealing car hoons, perverted neighbours. See, I was planning on setting up my pool there, it had a HUGE backyard, but I could not, it just was not appropriate for that neighbourhood. (I am amazed how most people do not know how to live, the fail to see what is actually important, they just bumble along breeding like rabbits, blindly killing the planet), (I think my Jobs providers were stealing from me too there) plus harassment from neighbours) Fools Gold! So after Builyan I moved to a farmhouse 40km away at Colosseum near Miriam Vale, Queensland for 6mnths. The lying landlord, Alister Darcy Ward, lied to me about long-term, he clearly stated it was available long term, but no, it was not - he also lied about water, there was literally NO water at that place, as their tank leaked. LIAR, he just wanted someone to fix it, as his angry son who hates his dad, had trashed it, – it is such a monumental task to move, I have no help and no money, that means 12 Ute loads, I now have major arm and shoulder arthritis. – should have gone to Kaye Symanns at Baffle Creek, silly me – when you from a loving family, it’s hard to know and remember that a lot of other people are lying pricks. Btw, knowing that something would not work out, because the landlord is a lying prick, and NOT saying anything to me about it, makes you just as guilty as the lying prick. That offer of a house at baffle Creek from Kaye Simmons would’ve been much better and far more appropriate, suitable and joyful, for me. But because she was honest and said she was eventually going to sell it in two years I said no. Whereas Darcy Ward only intended to keep me there for six months from the get go, after lying saying it was available long term. LIAR, AND, lying about having water for the garden NOT. Plus, he got his windows and doors fixed by me, which involved a lot of good communication and commuting, skills he does not have, so while I lost out big time, he won big time, and I was made out to be the baddie. I mean, can you see how this country works - it’s so fucked. I truly don’t recommend you have kids unless you can afford to buy them a house when they turn 18 - it’s really important, and it makes the difference between living a fucked life, and living in a joyful life. So, I believe the local realtor at Builyan / Ubobo, whose name is also Kaye, knew that Darcy Ward was a liar and she didn’t say anything to me. This landlord wanted someone he could control and ‘boss’ about. When it was made clear to him that he could not do this to me (with the help of some swear words) it was further justification that he should not renew my lease, he just waited till all his windows and doors were fixed then booted me.no thanks at all. What is wrong with people, that they want to try to control me? - it is sick, unhealthy and nazi. RACK off, you cannot use me for your dysfunctional power tripping. Wake the hell up country bumpkins. REALLY AND TRULY, DO THESE LANDLORDS THINK I AM LOOKING FOR A ”STOPOVER”? No! you big doofus brains, I need a permanent house.There is something really wrong with the current ways home rentals work. I want to mention here the neighbours at that place at Miriam Vale / Colosseum – scum - Glen Blackburn, and Bev and Bevan Ross; most people in their community would know them as respected members of the community. I know them as extremely disrespectful, unwelcoming and fearful morons. (That includes Trevor Baylis too, who I think was stealing aswell, (no conviction) and has a dog shag who tried to come to his rescue by bullying me on Facebook – idiot – yeah that’ll work.) All play the exclusion game – children. You know, I do now wish to be a part of a community, full of small-minded thieving children types anyway. HAPPY TO BE AN OUTSIDER Also, I had several items stolen from the house when I went into town each time, this was what was taken, I suspect the neighbour Trevor Bayliss and or the landlords wife Julie Ward, and the landlord, and also my Jobs providers Tania Poschalk and Belinda Kristensen. (Those were the only people I knew in the area): None of those people have been convicted. Here is the list of items stolen while I lived on that farm. Double Infinity Sterling Silver clasp (they left the necklace, just took the clasp) $35 White hair towel RETURNED after a big photo online forum stink up on Facebook TV vandalized on veranda - $800 Tapestry Needle from car at Gladstone - RETURNED. yah Green hose connector stolen off hose Invoice stolen from kitchen after window left open Invoices from Wares Windows for landlord stolen $500, (I suspect landlords kids/son in-law Tom and Jess) 25yr old Egyptian Cotton Beach Towel, RETURNED. Yah but filthy and with hole (a replacement after someone saw my photo online?) Beef mince on special stolen by TNT female workers, a set up by Coles too EBay box with: (stuff I was trying to sell on eBay, stolen by eBay and Telstra? hang up calls from Telstra mobile team and eBay 02 93044303, says tv ratings, when really eBay): Slip on Working Walking Leather Shoes – Brown, AU 7, Keen 41, Trolley Tyre, wheel barrow. Rubber, in excellent super strengthened condition, Diesel Petrol cap, (unlocking) fits Mitsubishi, 2 x Rural poly pipe connector 32mm and 1 1/4" Rural Irrigation joiner. PC hacked; files stolen Green offensive kitchen beaters (free as seller refunded, do not believe seller stole, but someone did) 2 balls of pink hand dyed cotton bamboo, taken from bedroom Feb 2019 $12 130g Callebaut (car parked out on rd with girl at 5am going yahoo, could be mailman (female related) FUCK OFF YOU STUPID STUPID DOG $10 Half empty bottle of tea tree RETURNED. Terracotta saucer bowl from maidenhair plant $16 Photo of polypipes stolen off PC, plus 2 x7m lengths of polypipe stolen $40 Nettles & Aloes in Wool Fat container, my special mix $25 Handwoven woollen cushion $56 Black plastic recycling crate with plants from my shade house $65 Pretty sure a few frozen roo meats were taken out of the freezer $45 Windchime $12 When I moved, the stealing continued the first week at new address in Gin Gin (-Australia Post related?) common theme at each address, the post office and delinquent workers?? - 12 items stolen through the Gin Gin post office at next address in first month, and the Builyan postal contractor used to deliver my parcels to his friends who lived behind me.) Stupid Sharon Morgan. So next place! Gin Gin, still have harassment problems from neighbors, -there is some idiot who beeps at me every time I do a load of washing. They either live across the road in no 1 or no 2, and either they have a Soundsystem on their Veranda that they use, or they sit for hours in a car close to the horn, on the street out there on the highway, or at no 1 or no 2 -who knows, but they beep regularly. Plus, stealing continues from beeping car hoons and Bunnings girls (although greatly reduced, due to my blogging about my life, and posting it publicly, but stealing – drives me nuts, it is very unempowering, the thieves aim to unempower and cause mental anguish). Stealing is a direct way of alienating me from the community, another form of ‘outcasting’ me. I mean, one would think this is abhorrent, but in my wise oldage, I have known people, many people now, and quite frankly I don’t have a problem with being alienated, actually never have. Except I’m unable to sell any of my second-hand goods on any of the local marketplaces, and since they banned me from eBay, I can’t continue my business on that platform, so this is most definitely a problem {I did find a consignment place, Bundaberg Tender Centre, some things sell, but for extremely little, like $2 for $300 item. I think the owners have carte blanche of my stuff, I guess that’s one of the perks of being an owner of a second-hand store. Or Telstra are putting me through to someone who makes it look that way? (“but you didn’t say hello”…dogs (they do behave slightly oddly, nazi rules) And people from that location follow me and try to steal out of my car. BTW, as I have mentioned on here before, I never a bid at auctions because I have people who, follow me around and try and ‘beat me’ at whatever I do. And bidding is an easy one for them, their aim is to beat me at whatever cost, they don’t care what the real value is either (Ebay knows about this fact in targets certain people who they know, ‘must win’ – they end up paying double….suckers! So, at the Bundaberg Tender Centre, I can place bids on items they have had lying around for yonks, and it’s really in their best interest to be nice to me, so if I do this, it will be a guaranteed sale. If I take an interest in it, suddenly it’ll go, it’s really in their best interest not to piss me off. {btw, they charge the seller 25% of the sale price, then they charge the buyer 13% plus $2 processing fee – and, all on 2nd hand goods, that have already had GST charged on them, so it is a bit of a money-making scam for the owner, rather than sellers. I try to stick to the Tip shop for 2nd hand goods} I still have my Farm Plants and Seeds website, and someone from Melbourne has just started a Local Seeds place, I have sold a few there now {yah!}. I suspect some people believe it is the online community on ebay and gumtree that have been stealing from me (?). I do not know, but I am losing at least $5000/year from not being able to go on ebay. And btw, now, 5 years later Gumtree have stopped deleting my new account, but instead they just delete my listings, randomly for no reason. There are some major idiots running online companies. I have had to give a lot of my stuff away, like reems and reems of irrigation/plumbing, just whole heap of stuff, $1000’s of dollar’s worth. there seems to be a monopoly on 2nd hand goods. I noticed in Gunnedah and Tamworth, I also had dogs follow me to second-hand shops, and they would buy everything and take it down to Sydney where they could get three times the price (I suspect they had free travel) and in fact the shop in Tamworth, that good second-hand shop on Peel st, closed down because there’s literally no no more second-hand goods left in Tamworth! Town full of ‘made in China’ now!! And air quality is extremely bad here, next to HWY, some mornings when I open the back door onto the Veranda, the smell is just putrid, I have to literally hold my breath, the exhaust fumes are disgusting. I want EV mode please (that is all electric vehicles, and EV cruise mode down the HWY!) And constant noisy trucks, often who compression break, I could literally count the number of good night’s sleep on 1 hand. (This changed after I wrote this, much better sleep now, but still noisy trucks, bikers, hoons, delinquents, a problem – there is a specific ‘truck’ thing that happens, more about that later) as well as the typical social problems in any neighbourhood like theft, harassment and bitchy busybodies. Plus, no water, no fruit trees, or veggies, intermittently. And really poor soil. So, there are several greedy and selfish users, who put sprinklers on all day every day. So, water runs out. HUGE NEGATIVE. They should charge for water consumption, it would never run then, and each house does have a water meter (the fact that they do not do this is stupid body corporate). WATER PROBLEMS I often miss my garden at Rangari, and curse the dogs for my removal and my foot handicap. BUT actually, things could be way worse, least here I have a tree view, and a lovely big garden with gums and room for whatever I want to plant and sometimes water. Often my neighbours are away, which is heaven, although I think my landlord is covering for her friend Win who is stealing from me, he has a key?? No conviction – and more about that later in photo story. (Small frame? – moth to flame situation again) Plus COVID19, so I have some cash to buy nice food, meat! But I feel I am stuck here, when perhaps I should be living in the tropics?? I feel there is this strange phenomena, and it’s hard to explain, but like the powers that want to be (old men) are kind of playing “Simon Says”, so if Cate doesn’t say so, then it doesn’t happen. So, if Cate wants me here paying rent, then that’s what happens, because she’s the landlord, so she wins. So, I have to stay here regardless of what I want - you know all my life, I’m pretty sure that this hasn’t been the way it is - if I want to move to somewhere, then I just up and go, but at this point in my life, it doesn’t seem to be like that, I can’t just do what I want any more, there seems to be idiots wanting to play “Simon Says” , and there are these completely annal rental l girls who want 5 different references, (Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy) not only from last landlord but personal ones too – I JUST WANT TO SCREAM AT THEM, THOSE LITTLE BIMBO IDIOTS. Plus, do things like block my Internet, so I can’t go onto a real estate listing, or I can’t put up my notice in the local notice area, because the newsagency owner picked a fight with me, like it was a deliberate ploy so I wouldn’t be able to post up any local adverts. My landlord contacts me just before I go into town, and then she starts talking about the same things that I’m going to be doing like the dentist. Or Big W. It’s like she’s kind of jealous if I do anything that involves leaving the house. In non-thinking jealous dog territorial form. Plus, I have caught her out in several lies to me about the house, and I can clearly see how she tries to save herself. But when I told her no, to painting the house, she threw a tantrum and gave me notice to leave – 8mnths before lease ends. So, she has some problems, and is a faker (My application was rejected from another real estate, and it would have been because of her phone call with them. (I have never had an application rejected in my life, Louise Aguuir and Sarah Guy). Here is a good time to talk about this observation, as it has come about from living in various socio-economic neighbourhoods. Before you read this next paragraph, I recommend you read my Photo story called “We all need the right nutrition from the womb” on Page 8 in Life Stories. Then to add to that story, here, another little one, involving my cats, showing an example of exactly what I am talking about when it comes to various landlords from various sectors. Inevitably, my cats would come onto my bed and sleep at night. I had one in particular, who, without fail, every night, would curl up at my feet and sleep there all night. He loved being patted, and loved being close to me. He was an affectionate cat. One night, when he was about 12yrs, I just had, had enough, I was like ‘no lil, leave me alone, I want to sleep without any cats touching me’ and disturbing my sleep. I picked up Lil and put him on the ground, said ‘off you go now’. And that was the end of that, he wasn’t too shaken up about it, he was a very good-natured cat and found somewhere else to sleep. However, a short time after Lil died (tragically by spot-on flea/tick chemicals) I had another cat, Violet who decided, she would start hopping on my bed, and sitting on my face, generally disturbing my sleep. One night, I had enough of her, picked her up, put her down, said off you go Violet. BUT, unlike Lil, Violet immediately just jumped back up on my bed. It’s like she didn’t have any respect for what I said and did, even though she gets treated the same way that I treat all my cats. But my cat Lil, who was first born, was smart enough to realise about ‘respect’, whereas Violet, the 7th born, didn’t have ‘the smarts’ enough to work out, and realise about respect. RESPECT - literally a nutrition related problem. And this is the same thing with my landlords, I have noticed that the kind of person (definatly not restricted to landlords) but who wants to try to ‘boss me about’ and ‘Lord over me’ so to speak, to literally show no respect towards me and my intentions. Are always 3rd borns. And I hate to say this, most often coincides with low socio-economic factors, and or bimbo women who are asleep at the wheel. Often the ones who are wealthier have more respect and knowledge of the way things are, or at any rate would usually be a little more passive, than being outright disrespectful to someone. It’s like some of them are so incapable of working out how to be ‘respectful’ because they literally can’t, due to their nutritional influence from early childhood and in the womb. (Heath Barwick) (Sharon Morgan) And I believe this was the underlying factor of World War 2 and the nazis – just couldn’t grasp the meaning of the word RESPECT. So, this whole rental situation here at Gin Gin is not fair, and I am trying to leave, but when a landlord is lying about me, and not giving me a decent reference, they only thing I can do is go online and state the truth, which is what I do. The older I get the more I realise how many “fakers” there are out there; people who study part time, only to receive their diploma/degree/whatever, in a specific area, but in reality, to be completely clueless about the subject. It’s more than just that one person‘s needs to try and credit and validate themselves. I believe places of study, universities and colleges, push this practice in order to stay alive, they don’t really care if the end result is not actually relevant to society, so long as they have people paying for titles like Diplomas Bachelors Masters, it will be fine for those people to use those credentials even if there fairly ignorant.{Stop trying to ‘street cred’ yourself, and get back into to the kitchen where you belong! There was a current affairs issue recently describing the problem of bedbugs, especially in France, and I personally believe, (since it’s really quite easy to get rid of bedbugs), that this problem is a modern problem due to the fact that housewives are in limited supply, there’s nobody looking after the house, properly, nobody cooking and cleaning, like they ought to be.} Anyway, it really would be better if I lived somewhere warm anyway, because of my reaction to the cold weather, and this place doesn’t have a window even up the top, it’s just chicken wire, so it’s completely open, and we get frosts here, so that is a little ridiculous. Freezing! I’ll be hard pressed to find somewhere similar or as good as this near the beach, plus all the beaches up north seem to be waveless, I’m not sure I’d like that, I really like bobbing up and down in the surf, so I find myself in a bit of a conundrum at the moment with forces pulling me in all directions, like, I’ve got a strong force of ‘not wanting to move’ because my body is so exhausted, from having to move five times previously (not to mention my life’s work at Rangari garden). I’ve written before I have major arm problems now, and arthritis in my knees, stiff joints. The thought of moving again is just abhorrent. But all my life, if there’s a problem, you just go about living your life in a certain wilful way, until it’s fixed. Anyway, ultimately, it’s up to me where I live, it’s not up to my landlord, or my next-door neighbour, or silly rental young girls, nor anyone else who thinks it should be up to them - this is not a Nazi regime. It’s up to me, especially since I am single. Single ladies get to make life decisions solely, one of the many perks. I believe anyone involved in playing such a game of juvenile “Simon Says”, is playing with fire - you’re going to get burnt badly. So that was the saga of having to relocate. I personally believe that I’m living in a location where I should not be living, and that’s why they steal from me. If I was living where I should be living on my life journey, I wouldn’t have such a problem of theft. People have told me about areas where they live where there’s no stealing, these are all like hoity-toity areas, out of my price range. So not quite sure how I am meant to be living in a hoity-toity area? I do buy a lottery ticket each year, so far, I haven’t won. If anyone knows an area that isn’t extremely priced and it doesn’t have a neighbourhood is full of thieving sell out easily manipulated dogs, please contact me, because that’s where I’m meant to be living. Least I am actually doing something about the small but substantial injustices that prevail in Australia, and I don’t have to live with huge chunks of guilt weighing on my shoulders, and I am not going to be the one turning into an alcoholic. I would like to say, after living in Gunnedah for those last 18 years, with so many things having been stolen from me on a weekly basis; now that I’ve moved “ha ha ha ha ha” – to those stupid bimbos thieves who no longer have me around to steal from. You’re going to be lost without me. Ha ha. (Stupid Sharon Morgan) On a more serious note: (this is the story “Assault in schools and Child Deviants Roam loose in Wolseley Park Gunnedah, NSW, Australia” on Life Stories p2.) Christmas for me usually means a day free of the bimbo dogs, no trucks, no idiots yelling out from neighbours, no girls beeping car horns, the one day I can relax fully (btw, I heard someone say to one to one of the dogs; why do you harass her, and she said; “so, she knows that I am there, listening to her” - STUPID BIMBO dog. FUCK OFF. This issue of vocal harassment is a huge deal for me – they are persistent and unbearable. Years and years of vocal harassment, especially if living in suburbia. (I think too an issue within the police, and why they target me for traffic violations, dog police.) Big problem at Kookaburra Park. Really, I can’t be around zombies at all, not even for a small moment if they are not concentrating. Anyway, but not this year, amongst the quite neighbourhood, there emanated the voice of bimbo dogs, ah …. too bad. Actually, it has occurred who it may be, and I know I should have said something to my parents at the time -naming names, but really, I felt they were not equipped to handle this kind of information, I know now, they still would not have been able to deal with it - typical ‘shove under the carpet’ Australian parents for then, maybe it’s different now, I know most parents/carers will accompany a child pretty much everywhere, one father said he accompanies his son to the park, after he heard this story, for fear of the little girls in the park) But, this ‘unequipped’ reason is why I have been banned from Facebook - because of ‘unequipped’ bimbo mothers who can‘t deal with the negative real parts of life. (I did not name this boy when I was banned on Fb, but if I had not been banned now, I certainly would have - it is VITALLY IMPORTANT to name names, in doing something about it: When I was 9, one of the boys from school (Gunnedah Primary School), John Burke, who lived in Tempest Street near Wolseley Park, sexually assaulted me in that park with his filthy hands, it was painful. That particular person, John Burke is disgusting and he’s now probably a rapist, he should have been punished at the time. There was a witness, she came and saw me later and announced she would testify in court if needed. I of course, had no idea what she was talking about NONE. Btw, currently today, “Children aged 0–9 cannot be charged with a criminal offence. Although, children aged 10–14 can be charged with sexual assault, they are treated differently throughout court proceedings to those aged over 14.“ That 9yr old definatly definitely sexual assaulted me, and he knew what he was doing. Although John Burke is a typical case of a stupid dog doing the opposite, (like I am thinking ‘get away from me’ – so he starts chasing, and then when he caught me, he had to think of something to do, and he did – vile little boy with hopeless stupid parents) you ask yourself why these things happen, maybe this is something I had to go through, to learn what boys are like? (Amongst other male related incidents…) Well, if that the case, I’m telling you my story, so now you know what they’re like; there’re mongrels (you can’t drink around them, or wear short skirts, not that I was, at age 9, or any age for that matter, but apparently those issues are fuel for stupid sexually depraved idiots, and later court juries see those 2 particular things as ‘asking for it’) (maybe now you know, it won’t happen to you - apparently 1 in 5 women are sexually assaulted before the age 18 – and don’t forget ladies no means no, SAY IT – “get off you stupid brute” loud as you can). The reason this is STILL the case, is because these perpetrators are not named and shamed. (Even cases that go through the courts at any age, are not printed about in the newspapers – and there is no law for +18 offenders, (there should be NO protection for any aged sex offender – what is wrong with you?, it’s like the police have had that rule drummed into their head, “well there’re under 18 so you can’t hold them accountable” they are so scared of these old rules, and fail to see the big picture of how perpetrators need to be held accountable, no matter what age) There ought to be much harsher penalties for any adult sex crimes, not only in Australia but worldwide. Rape means life in prison. And its very strange that newspapers do not print all these court cases up, - they only talk about court cases about certain issues. Also, there is the factor that bimbo mothers do not want to see the truth. If I was in charge, the mothers of sex offenders would be going to jail along side their son too – no matter what age the son is either. Crap mothers; compulsory parenting class for EVERY pregnant woman. BTW, this time a male chaser – all my adult life, usually they are female, (as you can see from this blog) women are far more stupid and unaware than men, sad to say - but true -maybe little boys have to be quick learners or they may get into trouble due to their disregard for “care and respect” – like John! Whereas women never get into trouble in my experience, I mean am I to complain to the police, “oh officer there is a 25yr old and 40 yr old girl following me around and doing reflections!!!- they would laugh at me! – they don’t seem to realize that its them who are stealing from me and others.) Btw, strange that a lot of parents do not teach their young girls about the dangers of men, and that some men will come along and try to get them in the sack, one way or the other – use them; they get up to all sorts of tricks and work together with their mates, coming up with evil plans. Lying is 2nd nature when it comes to ‘hooking’ a girl. They cannot be trusted. These are the types of things that ought to be discussed within the family unit.) Wake up parents. Btw, someone interestingly, told me, this is the way, because whoever is the strongest willed in any situation, is ‘in power’ and so far, this has been men, therefore important issues like this, ones to help protect women, {but the same issue, often looked upon by men, as ‘helping’ a man in his ‘becoming a man’}, is overlooked in the whole of society. So, I am not just referring to politics here, (I don’t think), but the ‘will’ of everyone, in each situation. It rings true in my experience. So weird – wake up women, you do need to protect yourself against men. There was a major male dog problem at the airport once that I experienced, I was left so angry after that, and could not believe grown men do this kind of stupid bimbo behaviour too, (talk about bizarro world) - that was after I saw the psycho housemistress from NEGS, Cathy Goldman, she was there in the morning, stalking me, and I think she had arranged for traffic problems, so I would be late and miss my plane? and she yelled out “sorry” from afar; either it was that she was apologising for, or she apologised for my cat who had been kidnapped for 3 months, I’m not entirely sure about her whole existence at all. But that day, after I missed my plane, was one of the worst days of my life. I had to hang around the airport for hours and hours, and oh my god, what is it about seeing a woman on her own they, that triggers something in those dogs - they just can’t handle it, a woman on her own. First of all, I had 2 stupid blonde bimbos harassing me, same as usual, but then after a while they gave up. Then I had grown men, a whole pack of them, behaving like those stupid bimbo dogs. And I had not experienced men behaving like dogs before, it was always just little girls who are so stupid that they do reflections. So apart from anger, I was really in, quite some shock that day, I was a little dumbfounded by men on mass being stupid. STUPID – retarded behaviour. By the end of that waiting period, at the airport I was absolutely so furious, you can’t believe how much rage I had inside me. God help anyone who picks a fight with me because you are not going to live to see the next day. And don’t ask me to fly anywhere, because unless it’s EXCLUSIVE first class, I won’t be. You know it's a little weird that I have such extreme difficulties out in public, I mean, it is almost like my destiny, is to be wealthy so I can fly first class, so I don't have these problems from stupid members of the public! But here I am, no money, no first class ever! My real life was probably stolen too! I think those 2 blonde bimbos were on my flight, a little 10 seater to Gunnedah, I bet they did not even have a booking, but were added on; its like someone pays them to follow me around. When I’m out and about, I don’t see anybody else getting harassed as I do. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim too, but usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation: “I want to chastise and bully you, but I don’t want to get into trouble, so I’ll use a stupid dog woman.” I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. I was constantly having to politely tell her to GO AWAY. Stupid. And doing the ‘opposite’, is what stupid people do. I have had heaps of other situations in my life from people who do the ‘opposite’ too - none other, ending in sexual assault thank goodness. So, if I think to myself, oh, I’d like some peace and quiet, and just wish I was on my own here, then I immediately I would have dogs, bimbos, mainly, who just come and stand around me, like right next to me, or follow me. Dogs that do the opposite. They are the most stupid creatures on this planet, and I can’t believe they’re allowed to exist and bimbo mothers keep breeding them and continuing the cycle, it’s ridiculous and absurd. I believe this phenomena is a direct result of nazi parents who operate their family on control, and not love, so that child lives the whole rest of its existence in a state of rebellion. Wake the hell up bimbo mothers. (of course, occasionally I am not surrounded by stupid bimbos, and after those above-described thoughts , I am suddenly left in peace and quiet! Such bliss.) On the subject of short skirts; could you please tell me why schools dress, their young teenage girls in short skirts? This very act, in my opinion, is disgraceful and obviously the dress code has been made up by perverts, male and female alike. Maybe they only do it on the TV dramas shows, where all the high school girls seem to be wearing miniskirts to school. I know at Gunnedah high school; they changed their uniforms to ankle length skirts in about 2010!! I saw them walking outside on excursion one-day, about 20 girls in their long skirts and big hats too, it was fantastic! Anyway, back to my other encounters of male dog behaviour. Once I saw my brother victimised by a wilful dog, just briefly, but word for word. And a male florist at Thala Resort falling victim, oh, and don't forget David my landlord. But usually always a female problem, the dogs often go get known bimbos for the point of reflective occupation - Gunnedah Arts Council are the guilty-est at doing that). I was also physically assaulted multiple times in one incident at NEGS, by a tall class mate, in year seven. For the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. Stupid. Also btw, according to Wiki, in America, 6 people die each week due to a partner domestic violence situation. With statistics like that I’m really not sure why anyone would bother getting married at all. And, you should all know, in the name of discovering the truth, one of my employers, - she was a ‘SydneyDodgy’ shop owner, with owing money to lot of sellers (they would come in to the shop and try to intimidate me into giving them money, thinking I had something to do with it (WRONG)). She was a female then in her 30’s; she stated to me, if she was being followed around or been given a hard time by a man, she would have no hesitations in falsely accusing him of rape. Now, that Rav about me blurb: **What people are really like THE UGLY TRUTH:** I can’t believe the amount of people, women in particular who steal from me. It’s pathetic. Stop it, or you will go to hell! And, apparently, from not only me -Hey you stupid bimbos, it’s NOT OK to take anything from hotel lobbies or cutlery from restaurant tables WAKE UP (especially you catholic Mexicans). If you want your child to be tortured and tormented by passive aggressive female staff and seniors, send them to NEGS, Private Boarding School, Armidale, NSW (run by woman only –what are they thinking? Seriously, this is a despicable godless religious school, employing truly STUPID women, (20 years later, the old dogs still follow me about, harassing me.) You’re naive if you think anyone else is going to look after your kids. Anna Abbott, Reverend Wearne, Windeyer, Scarf, Milburn and Goldman – all those people require saving, as they are going to hell for sure. Rich people are the prey. Pull your goddam socks up. Btw, I now have bad arthritis in both my knees it is purely from being forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers twice a week (Wednesday morning and Sunday night) for extended periods of time in Church, it was nothing short of physical abuse, and they need to be held accountable – those arrogant, rich, authoritarian idiots. Having said that, I mean, don’t get me wrong, there were some really good aspects to this school. For instance; there were no drugs at NEGS. When certain people from high schools hear that, they really double back a bit - they can’t believe it, they have to pause, to really think about what school would be like without drugs. There is also no boys, so, no sex, nobody got pregnant, so no bimbo dropouts. Also, we had to do our school work, to a certain degree, there was really no being lapse about that, because the teacher would notice and would be on our backs, so there was usually no choice in each situation to do anything but work, like you couldn’t chat, you couldn’t leave anywhere. Each girl has to be in the moment and do the work. But the bad parts about this school outweigh those good parts, in my opinion? Actually I have a lot to say below about this school, and the 2 public ones I attended when younger, but to sum up - I guess if I had children, I would never ever send them off to school or child day-care on their own, that is, without me and my supervision, (or a fathers), and it is not to supervise my child, it would be to supervise the teachers/carers. There are some really rotten people out there who don’t give a dam about your kids, they are there because they have no skills but need to be employed, but more often wish to use your kids to ‘thumb a ride’ for their personal powertripping desires. There are some really stupid ones looking after young toddlers in day-care. - I recall when I was at day-care once (I did not typically go to childcare, but this day mum had things to do in town, so off I went, 2-3yrs old). At this day-care, I had to go to the toilet, and so I did. But this tall, very blonde carer, charged in, ripped me off the toilet - mid way through, and reprimanded me! Because apparently, I was going in the times that it wasn’t allowed to go – apparently the kids were only allowed to go to the toilet between 12 and 1pm and at recess at 10am! Can you believe that? - how stupid was that women? How stupid was that day care. It doesn’t get much more stupid than that! stupid blonde! (That was a day-care at Tamworth, it has since closed, it was the one on the river near that plane statue, which I also believe has been removed. Country hicks). The fact that a child would need this constant overseeing, is quite a tragedy because one of the best things I loved about both my parents, was the fact that they gave us a lot of free reign, we were free to go down the street as kids on our bikes, or walking wherever. We could go down to the park, we could go up to the pool on our own, or up to friends, whatever we wanted to do, we were fortunate to live in a smallish country town, however today I certainly would not allow this if I had children in that particular town. (And there was that bad incident in the park). So, more on this school – the principle, Jan Milburne, (more about that creature from the 1800’s later in my “English wannabes story”) took x7 Uniformed year 7 (11 yr old) girls across town to the local High school playground at about 830am, (all 7 of us were short girls of the year, not a coincidence) On the playground we were harassed by what seemed to be 10 ferocious giant year 12 hound boys, - for about 15 minutes they went on and on, with the principle (Milburn) standing and watching in the distance as if this verbal bullying attack was perfectly normal behaviour and the point of the trip – the pounce, was mainly aimed at our PRIVATE school uniform. This incident has changed the way those women think about men it has created a deep HATRED of men, and 4 of those 7 women are now gay. This was done deliberately. Disgraceful. I have 2 other school principal stories just as disturbing, that school is not a safe place for a child. Do your kids a favour and Home School them. (don't get me started on the bullying that goes on amongst the girls either, -gotta talk about, or it will continue to happen, it will be happening to your child right now, this is not something that only happens in the old days and to other people. Debra Taylor, Fiona Pine, Cate Cameron, Alysha White, Lucy Bingle, Belinda Atkinson – Are you are the goddam dogs that are following me and harassing me? – did you remove all the toilet paper from the Tamworth Council Art Space bathroom? Are you the dog network who keeps overcharging me at checkout? Still? Fuck off, get a life, grow up you stupid little dogs . (Could be look alikes, there are a number of females in positions of power that are completely obsessed with me – STUPID DOGS WHO PLAY SIDES, if so, listen carefully; I don’t give a shit about those people. I haven’t spoken to them in 30+ years, meaning, I don’t care about them. And I don't even think of them, it wasn’t till I started to rack my brain to try and figure out who was following me and harassing me in Tamworth, that I thought about those girls, all friends at school. BUT no relationship with any of them now, so we are not fighting -as we have no relationship. Can you possibly comprehend this you stupid little dog)? School principals are the biggest bullies of them all – I say get rid of principles from all schools, there is no point of them, only negativity. (At the very least put cameras in Principals office) And I also want to mention this little story - if any of the girls were caught swearing by any of the staff, they were fined $5. There was one staff member (Dr Scarf) who would lurk about and eavesdrop on girl’s conversations, then manipulate the girls into swearing, so she could pocket the $5. (You know what I think about that - you stupid cunt) btw, swearing is an important part in fighting bullies, you will need to swear in adult life in the work place. Also, come to think of it - 2 Librarians at that school, in the then new library would invite men from the Armidale community, I would say paedophiles, into the library to ‘engage’ with the girls -UNACCEPTABLE. And, I want to mention how the ‘Oppression’ starts. Kids that are not from families who are really wealthy, are especially targeted, if they are outgoing, then they use tactics to oppress you, very passive aggressive tactics that are hard to explain, but I clearly saw it when I used to horse ride, with girls hiding in bushes yelling out in insulting manner perhaps jealousy, but also, I believe it comes from a place which I have called “Gold Star Dog Problem”. If anyone knows who those girls were – please say, I am at a loss as to who they were? (No little birdy has told me thus far - very strange?) could have been Debra Taylor? Or Anna Harding? (if it was her WTF!), or maybe those girls I mentioned in my “school bully story”, Jane and Amy?? I bet those girls are drunks now. Btw, in the catholic religion, that’s the point of confession, so stupid guilty bimbos don’t end up as drunks!! There is a story that I’m compelled to write about, I’ve mentioned before that I have “all the dirt” and that’s why I get often get kicked out of society, people that I have dirt on don’t want me talking to anyone. But I have a female bullying story about a mother and her daughter from NEGS that were so disgusting that I really do need to write it down to name and shame. (I have found mother and daughter bullies to be BIG problem in general) Also this woman kept appearing on channel 9, when I used to watch Channel 9- I no longer do. But I don’t know if it was actually her, if she’s friends with people in the TV industry, I know her daughter did a model shoot for Tampons in Dolly magazine, it went round the whole school (I didn’t say anything). Or maybe channel 9 know what happened in regards to me and them, and so they just show her in a light where she is living it up, living the good life, sipping champagne, etc, maybe they’re just trying to piss me off? There’s no need to do that, I already am pissed off about it, I remember it like it happened yesterday. So, what happened was, this woman Mrs Jemison, was the Physical Culture teacher at NEGS, and Physical Culture, Physy, consists of young girls prancing around in little leotards, doing these weird activities with pointed toes - in front of people - it was just really silly, but you know, all little girls just really love to get dressed up and prance around, plus it’s more fun than little athletics or netball, so I did it! One time we had travelled to somewhere big, I think it was Coffs Harbour, and we were performing in front of people, it was like a competition. I was in the auditorium but away from my group of friends. Mrs Jemison and her daughter were next to me. I had my leotard on, and Mrs Jemison and her daughter started teasing me, well, not really teasing, they were really being nasty and bitchy about the size of my boobs and the inadequacy of my body. It was quite disgusting, and there were lots of people around that heard her and couldn’t believe them, they were absolutely horrified and disgusted; I could see their reactions and I could actually hear them, while Mrs Jemison and her daughter just kept going on. It was a bully situation 101. There were other times in class when both of them would have a go at me, I’m not entirely sure what the issue was with me, they would gang up on me, mother and daughter, and pick on me, they didn’t pick on anyone else in the group. I really should have left the group, sometimes I wonder at my youthful lack of common sense in such obvious victimization situations, but well, I am not the type of person to run away, even though I may be at a loss for words sometimes, or don’t know how to defend myself, running away is NOT my style, plus it’s completely different when you’re a child. (There were no bullies in my family growing up, and none at Gunnedah primary school either (aside from the teachers…) so I did not ever learn how to deal with them properly.) And it is a good thing that I don’t have issues with the size of my boobs, I’m really quite happy with the size of my boobs, always have been. I just kind of ignored the 2 bitches at the time, even though, because they made such a spectacle of themselves, and everyone was staring at me, in pity I guess, it was very memorable and painful. So that girl, a year older than us in the group, I think her name was Emma or Jemma? I really can’t remember, I just have a clear image of what she looks like, she had long blonde hair, skinny with a few freckles, and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen her twice at the doctors, and I have a strong feeling that she might be following me around to try and make up for what she did, but at the physio when I saw her, my red rubber fulcrum that physio gave me was stolen and I definitely think she is involved. So, I have no idea why she was there. The other time I saw her at Agnes Water Doctor, and I had major arm problems after that visit due to an unnecessary tetanus shot -maybe she has something to do with that - there are NEGS girls trying to inflict pain on me, it goes right back to church. So, I have no problems naming and shaming Mrs Jemison - you stupid stupid stupid woman, get some fucking morals and pick on someone your own size, you fat dog. (If only I had found those words all those years ago on day 1 of Physy) She’s probably dead by now, the world will be a better place for it. Actually, also after my experience in public school Kindy and Primary 4th class, I recommend home schooling (MOST Teachers get off power tripping, not teaching). And teachers bullying kids and picking on one in the classroom to use as “Whipping boy” (technique designed to humiliate one child in front of the others to scare them in to doing their work) humiliating kids is so common its shameful (Debbie Croft, +…, Gunnedah NSW) -they used to have staff meetings on how to humiliate me, I hope those stupid female bimbos get their comeuppance) I have to mention a house mistress Cathy Goldman, I think it was Cathy, I did not pay too much attention to house mistress’s – with her, this was the problem, she wanted to be worshipped by ALL the little girls, as I did not (not a teacher’s pet type, I have common sense, and am healthy) she formed an obsession with me. I would go so far as to say she was a paedophile. And since leaving school she, accompanied by young girls have stalked me and stolen from me. She has done all sorts of vile things resulting in major persecution. She is DIGUSTING, the world would be better without her in it. I have reported he to the police, but the police are USELESS. She may have everyone else fooled, but she does not have me fooled. I would like to point out, at NEGS, even though there were problems with admin and house staff/chapel, bullying. The actual education in the classroom was of excellent standard for the time, and I have no negative/ psychological abuse stories from the classroom (wow, it’s a miracle compared to my previous public schooling!). Oh, except we had a male science teacher, Mr Brown, he was on the younger side of a middle-aged man, teaching a bunch of 12-17 yr old girls JUST NO! THIS DOES NOT WORK YOU IDIOTS, definatly teachers aid required in this situation. Really and truly, do you not know what all men are like AT ALL?? You know, I wrote a letter to the Department of education, telling them that the one teacher doesn’t work, (especially in public schools) due to the natural tyrannical nature of the teacher personality types. I went on to say that another person is needed in the classroom to keep the other in line. (a teachers aid, who has been specifically told they are there to keep the teacher ‘inline’). But just above I mentioned how I had 3 female teachers plot against me in staff meetings, to come up with ways to humiliate me. So, maybe the opposite sex is required to keeps tabs? It might work, who knows. Also that school, they do tend to keep teachers on, past their ‘use by date’ and obviously some girls use those teachers as ‘tools‘ – easily manipulated. I know most teachers at that school are ‘handpicked’ with meticulous checks of credentials etc, all married, they need to apply those same meticulous checks for the house mistress staff – and the gardeners for that matter. Also, the school principal used to make a big deal about speaking to the girls at assembly about the “family” of the school and we all belong to the “family”. Well, this might seem nice on appearance, but really there were girls who took this to literally mean this is an invitation to treat younger girls badly, to abuse younger girls, to steal from them, to act in annoying ways that sometimes younger siblings do, to infact they use that “family” sibling excuse, as a reason to behave silly, of course it all comes back to dysfunction of those girls who obviously had hopeless parents. Having witnessed that behaviour, and being old and wise now, I would never advise describing a large community of girls as a “family”. Describe the situation exactly as it is, thank you. But I find it really strange how so many things you need to know for life / the future, is not really discussed at school or in childhood. It doesn’t really make sense to me, I mean, the point of school is preparing you for the future, the whole future, not just a part of it like the reading/ writing, and arithmetic part. I believe that school does the “opposite” of what you have to do when raising a child. They have to “empower” a child so he/she can be empowered to do what they want in life. This school “unempowers” girls, as do a lot of parents, they use their kids to empower themselves, when they should be empowering their kids – POWER TRIPPERS, so many bad parents in Australia. You won’t believe this little yuk story: The Toilet block at school was in the middle of the corridor on the way to the Science block, it was on the left of the corridor, and raised about 35cm with ultra-low walled and doored cubicles (toilets in the hallway, what are they thinking). At some point I started having problems of girls looking over the low toilet walls watching me go to the toilet (what the?) so I decided to use the other toilets on the other side of the school – those ones had fully enclosed walls. But some little bitch started locking it up, so I was unable to use those ones, and had to use the 1m high walled toilets (? Cost-cutting gone mad). (There is actually more to this little vulgar story, and gets a WHOLE lot worse, but I won’t go into those revolting details. It gets more unbelievable the older I get (now in my 40’s). Btw – a little birdy has informed me that it was the Gardener who was perving, the tool room was right next door to the toilet block, and he would have had the keys to lock the other block up – YIKES, HOW DISCUSTING. Are there any laws in Australia to punish perverts by fines or incarceration? There should be, I can tell you first hand, this sort of pervertism causes a whole heap of problems later in life (in the form of nightmares especially). And what about the female staff at that school, do they seriously think this kind of thing does not happen? They should be looking out for the girls, and not letting male staff anywhere near toilet blocks (and at least publicly (boldly) talking about what men are really like, so we can really prepare ourselves) But I know there have been girls too, on several occasions I have had women ‘walk in’ on me, once a girl actually tried to break the door down like a charging bull, to get in (really, unbelievable, such zombie like stupidity) Apparently it is because of Daniel Macpherson (or was it James…) and one of the Carter boys, 40yrs ago - The girls doing the exact opposite of what you would like. I just have to think, (whenever I go to the loo in a public situation), “now don’t disturb me, I’m in the loo”, - that’s my thought tone btw, quite unaggressive, and I am not talking to anyone in particular, it’s just a thought I automatically have due to Australian perverts watching me on the loo when I was young – multiple perverts in schools, at private homes and children’s camp (again I do not have any mental health problems, but this is a good example to show you exactly what happens, as sleepy dog response happens all the time, not just in the loo!) And so those sleeping dogs hear me, they automatically without thinking , go into rebel mode and do the exact opposite, come in, or try to (one girl started running into the toilet door to try to ‘charge’ it with her shoulder, to get in, really extraordinary monkey zombie behaviour). So, some girls are not aware that they can hear, they just act on auto pilot rebellion mode. But there are plenty of aware ones who can hear loud and clear, some are cool about the whole situation, others will try to use it, nasty ones who will try to trick you and then later say “no I can’t hear you, your nuts”, so they try to trick you deliberatley so they can later call you crazy, that’s their game, the crazy game, like “The Witches Of Salem”, it’s fun for them trying to trick other women. So, while in my experience I usually only have problems from women, I suspect there are men who do this, and like to pray on woman’s vanity. Especially if the woman turned them down. BTW that’s how the dogs steal my ideas too (Television Industry is famous for it – this website gives them something to talk about – no need to be perverts, or should I say, prying intrusive spies. Which btw, I feel a counsellor, therapist, or psychiatrists, would all have slight perversion personalities, with some of them being outright perverts.). I often see my ideas used in various forms, like things that don’t quite make sense being scrapped, my ideas about behaviour/personalities appearing, and like my life stories have been used on telly, and aswell as ideas followed through by wealthy manufacturers (not that I mind too much, I have many ideas and they would not be utilized otherwise, it’s just I don’t get the money…, and get treated like unemployed scum by certain people. Actually, one thing I’ve noticed in my life, is I often miss out on money. Say if an opportunity for a raise or a promotion arises, either there’s always some little undeserving bitch who will come along and steal it, or there is person in charge who thinks they don’t have to pay me. Just the way it goes. Worse as I get older. Actually, when it comes to money, dad was really the only one that ever came through, and he stopped supporting me when I was 20! I have accepted my lot, but this is not going to stop me from winging about the injustices that go on. And those thieves then try to discredit me in any way they can for fear of being found out and sued. I would say why hence it is a “secret” - if you tell anybody this happens, seriously they will lock you up in a mental asylum and call your delusional and schizophrenic - such stupidity and unawareness is beyond belief, especially within the police force and Psychiatrists. Actually, I can give you another example, just so you really know what I am talking about, and what my life consists of, dogs on a daily basis; One day back in about 1999, I was on the North Shore suburbs, going between jobs, and I spotted a gift shop, thought it looked really quaint and good, I had a bit of time, I should go have a look. I saw a wall tile in there, it was artistic, creative, brightly coloured, and large - I just loved it! I was so excited about this tile, plus it wasn’t very expensive, so I thought this has just made my day! I’m going to purchase it, I was just soooo excited sooo pleased and happy about this tile. I was taking it up to the counter, when some girl, who I’ve never seen before, walked into the shop and started talking at me “are you going to get a tile , are you, are you, that tile ” kind of making fun of me in that bitchy sarcastic tone that women have. Like, not only could she hear my thoughts about the tile, but the fact that I was so happy about discovering this tile, is what really vexed her, so much so, that she had to come in to the shop, and chastise me in some way. Now, whether she was just walking on the street, heard me and came in, or had she been following me around all morning - who knows. As far as I was concerned she was squatting, a thieving squatter, on my soul! I ignored her and went ahead and purchased my tile. I’ve been pleased with my tile ever since, until today, unfortunately it just cracked - which prompted me to write this story, and add it to my other example of dog stories I have, the persecution on a daily basis. You know it's like the opposite of that expression "smile and the whole world smiles with you " - with me, it's case of "smile and all the girls are going to hate you " – like it's my personal cross to bare, like the jealousy of hearing some girl / woman now, who is happy – is just too unbearable for them, they cannot stand to hear that happiness. {I reckon, that why the orange jelly babies disappeared, that’s why music appreciation class was cancelled, the ‘good fit’ green leggings jealousy, heaps of other things, oh food, good food brands at the supermarket – I love, “sorry we no longer stock”…. more too, - computer nerds: they are removing ‘good and easy’ features from iPad, iPhone, plus microsoft removing good features off their Windows, Google too. Theres still more… I can’t think of them all atm, but I saw a YT vid of ‘the most long established business in Australia’ and one of them was a chocolate shop- and I thought: If I visited that Chocolate shop on a regular basis to purchase a favoured and highly desired Chocy, I'm afraid the shops ‘long term establishment’ would mean nothing; as surely as the sun sets, sadly the business would come to an end, such is my personal experience with the EXTREME JEALOUSY about the “good” things in life, by the stupid unknown stalking blonde dogs who are completely hung up on “class” – and for some reason, OBSESS and stalk ME. Btw, those same people or person, aswell as trying to get rid of all “good” things – they also try to get rid of my good nature, happiness attitude, - so they try to evoke anger out of me (for the sole point so they do not feel jealous of me) - they are completely sick and dysfunctional narcissistic bullies. And I don't know how many times I can tell them to fuck off: fuck off: air fuck off: fuck off: unworthy people.) By the way, it's weird that I would have no idea WHO is so jealous of me like this?? This ‘cowardice’ of their nature tells me it is female. I can't think of anyone in my family that would be this jealous and unhealthy, not even my little sister, who you think well it's probably her as little sisters have a reputation of being jealous of their older siblings, but I know my sister well enough, she can be problematic, but she was raised in the same family I was, and we were raised in a healthy manner, with healthy sane parents. Like the person I'm talking about here is extremely dysfunctional, they were probably abused in some manner by a parent, they have major psychological problems to be obsessed by someone they don’t even know and certainly are not having or are in ANY kind of relationship with, they have just taken it upon themselves to obsess about me! They follow me and stalk me to my home – over years – they have money and time to waste WASTE. I'd have mentioned Rachel Weinberg's older sister (yeah, still can’t remember her first name); she has had some stalking problems like I have mentioned, controlling problems, power tripping problems, stealing problems, unemployed too, daughter of a DR - so I mean it could be her, but I think she has her own certain style that I recognize now, she likes to make jokes about everything to impress certain other people, whereas this jealousy I am talking about is really sinister and evil. Definatly narcissistic. (Wainberg prob jealous of her older sister, married to lawyer - so she took out her frustrations about that on me, another 1st born??). Btw – as a result of all the dogs and their either visionable and/or extra sound perception, now in 2023, I set a reminder every day, so as I read, so they can see; “It is not my fault you can hear me, it is your fault you stupid dogs, because you have no thoughts of your own, so you have to latch on to other people; so, fuck off and get your own life.} IT IS NOT MY FAULT YOU ARE COMPLETELY STUPID.” And this is how they steal from me. A pervert theft issue. Extraordinary how they have no qualms in being a pervert and stealing my ideas; so many I don't know where to begin. Anyway, so now I’ve got to go on the hunt, to look for a new tile, as it served a purpose. But now, due to being harassed on a daily basis, just like that, especially when I go shopping. I no longer go shopping, it is too unpleasant, as there are so many non-thinking dogs in Australia. I have to do all my shopping online, and thank God for the Internet (actually, I prefer shopping online anyway, comfort of the couch! Although I wish the post and couriers did not provide so many problems, really and truly, all they have to do is deliver my parcel, why do they have to make it so hard?) Anyway, I really doubt I’ll be able to find a tile as good 👎 Shame on that stupid dog, you should mind your own business you stupid woman. And get your own brain, and your own thoughts, stop riding mine little girl. By the way, I think I saw that girl again on channel 10, years later. I think she might be Asian, she’s very pretty. She was talking on one of those mornings shows about how only needy people acquire dogs, as in the canine species. Because dogs are always pleased and ecstatic whenever they see you, and so, the type of person who is slightly mentally unstable/unhealthy is the type of person who likes dogs, because they’re always pleased to see them! Which actually I thought was quite amusing and pretty much true! Dog grown up! Although I could have been mistaken, just someone who looked similar. (I am a cat person! 5 cats actually!) Btw, I did not usually have problems with bimbo dogs on Channel 10 when watching live shows, that was only channel 7 and sometimes channel 9 problem – sometimes extreme problems with those bimbos – I never watch those now. I hate live television shows in Australia. Just can’t. I had one TV exec boast to me that he knows how to pick the ‘good ones’ – the new guys are clueless and get dogs!! And btw, I saw those tiles again in Bundaberg after I wrote this!! There was a collection, 5 designs in the set (I had the fish one). But I decided I could get by without now, specially since I am forced to keep moving rentals. (Also, it gets way more complicated, there are some predator dog type people who can use me to ‘get’ the ‘sleepy’ person I’m speaking with, like deliberate ‘takeovers’, turning the sleepy person into a puppet - just a moment of not concentrating, and they have no idea what they’re talking about, or some seem to be able to last for ages under the command of someone else, word for word dictation, (there were quite a number of girls just like that in Enmore, inner western city Sydney, who would descend on my shop when I was there – ‘empty heads’) So, the end goal of the predator, being to have a go at me in some way, chastise - I seem to have a lot of enemies just for being single . I find interesting about these women, is that they have discovered this ability that they have, and they think they’re special and magic, but when it comes down to it, when they choose to use their abilities, they have a choice, of what to do or say, and they don’t seem to be able to think of anything nice or funny or clever - the only thing, they think to do, in the situation, is to reprimand and chastise. The irony of them thinking that they’re really clever – big picture, they are the opposite of clever, they are bimbos. I should add, there are 2 occasions in my life, when I feel I had no control, and that was sometime when I sneezed; out of the blue, for some reason, I would occasionally sneeze and it was a sneeze that was REALLY LOUD, plus I would kind of scream the sneeze out, SCREAM SNEEZE - in a very loud female way! It was really loud out in public, so it was a little embarrassing, ofcourse bystanders would think it hilarious, and it would always wake everyone up. That has stopped since I left Gunnedah, so maybe there was a manipulative perpetrator doing that somehow? - who lived in Gunnedah? I suspect NEGS girl. The other time is when I sleep, apparently dogs can hear me when I sleep, no idea what I say / dream / do in my sleep, usually. Oh, I remembered one other thing, when I lived at Pretty Beach; swimming in the ocean, I had my sunnies on this one time, and a big wave came, so I took them off to dive under, thinking to myself do not open your hand or you will lose sunnies in the wild surf here at Kilcare, but after the wave passed I popped up, looked at my hand, and it was open with sunnies gone – so I had no idea how that happened, it was NOT like me to do something like that, but I suspect foul play by someone else – manipulative tactics that some people can do. It happened again another time, I was holding something, a necklace, then later looked at my hand and it was gone – I think it is a learnt tactic that thieves have managed to do, - a way to steal inadvertently directly from someones hand. Other than that I am usually always ‘me’. Infact I will add this story; I discovered in 2015, after dad died and I received the family filing cabinet, in it was all of my report cards from school, mum must have kept them all! I read some, one of them, was written by the atrocious woman I mentioned above, Dr Scarf. {Actually, I can't even remember her teaching me anything, she was not a teacher, but the careers councillor, so I don’t know why I had a report card from her}, but she started off saying all the usual stuff; Emily is a quite polite, respectful student…but then she said “and Emily is always herself.” I really couldn't believe that when I read it. First of all, it seems so many young women must not be themselves often. (! – what is the whole blog really about! lol) But, I can see why someone like her would notice something like that, as she is someone who likes to manipulate young women, so I guess she noticed this about me because she cannot manipulate me. This explains why she didn't like me and refused to help me with a career, and several other bad things she did. She only likes girls she can manipulate and control. She is fully SICK. And a bully. You know, I have encountered a fair few bullies in my time, and I have to say that there’s a difference between someone who’s just being a powertripping bully, taking advantage of the situation, compared to someone who has a total despicable ‘nazi’ HIDDEN personality all the time. I think Dr Scarf from NEGS has that WICKED sinful trait. She’s truly an evil immoral person – underneath it all { When I wrote this last bit about Dr Scarf, it was written as a note to myself, as I often do, and I send it to my email address for me to go back to later when I get a chance, and write it up and incorporate it into my blog. So, when I wrote this -there was a dog “eavesdropping” (of course, and how typical), so she saw what I wrote, and being a total female meddling pervert, she went and sussed out Dr Scarf, she wanted to see this person for herself! And she told me that this woman is still alive, and she now bakes cookies for her grandkids, and so there's no way anyone would believe what I said about her, because you know she "dotingly" bakes for her grandkids – everyone loves a cookie baker! So, I'm sure she does bake for her grandkids, old ladies have to do something with their spare time, although I was a little surprised to actually discover she had kids, she wasn't that type of person to do so, a “caring person” type, like what a mother ought to be. But as most women do have kids, even the bad ones, it’s probably true (she did have big hips – a sign of childbirth). Actually, I suspect this is true a lot of what I say on my blog, well I know it's true, because people just don't believe me when I tell them, they're stealing from me/ stalking me/ verbally harassing me, that is, people in the community. They would prefer me to be “forgetful” or even “insane”, rather than to believe that there are ‘evil and sinister’ activities going on, within their network of friends, or family. (Such stupidity). But so, I'm not here to hunt down Dr Scarff and kill her, or put her in jail, as she probably deserves – or retaliate in any way, like a lot of non-thinking people do. I'm just writing about what happens in my life, and who people really are, the truth about their nature, and the ugliness of humans, in particular women, - as compared to how “Polite society” would want them to be and often portrays them as. Oh, later I remembered something else odd I have done seemingly unknowingly how; I might have mentioned already, but sometimes when I speak, I sound EXACTLY like mum. So dad was out at my place one time, herd me speaking, then suddenly heard mum, so totally flipping him out, it was like she was standing right there next to me speaking for that brief 1 or 2 words! So weird. It was when he had a ‘friend’ after mum died ofcourse, he would hang out with his old school friend who was also widowed, she was not there at the time, but “Girlfriend!” lol. And it happened with Penny as well, my little sister, when I was living at Bulga one time, she came out, and you should've seen Penny's face she was totally flipped out, I think she nearly fainted! I literally sound exactly like mum- same tone. So while I was in full control of what I was saying and knew what I was talking about, it was the way I said, in that tone, that I'm not so sure about being “incontrol” - I wouldn't be surprised if somebody can manipulate in this manner, somebody with an extrasensory skillset so to speak, and someone who knows what my mother sounds like. I'm not sure who that would be, if anyone, or something supernatural, but it certainly wasn't my sister or my father! A few times I felt like I haven't had complete control of my hands, like that time swimming in the ocean, I had to hold my sunglasses in my hand because there was a big wave coming and had to dive under, I was concentrating on holding them tight in my fist whilst diving under, but after the wave had gone I looked at my hand and unbeknownst to me I was no longer holding my sunglasses, they had gone. I note there was some guy staring at me on the beach (rudely), I suspect he had something to do with it, I have no idea who it was. (I've written that story before, but somebody has removed it). Oh and one time I heard my grandmother when I was speaking, in fact I wasn't speaking, I was outside doing some weeding on my own, and all of a sudden I made this horrendous awful noise with my mouth -it was disgusting, a noise kind of involving using tongue and spit, kind of slurping back saliva or something. BUT, it was EXACTLY the same noise my grandmother sometimes used to make when she was thinking to herself, working in the kitchen. I sounded just like her. I'm not sure how I did it, it just happen, and I couldn't believe it – it was my turn to be totally flipped out! And thank goodness it only happened that 1 time, it's such a horrible ‘nuisance habit’ that someone could have. My grandmother was a bloody bitch! lol I believe some actors and directors have this kind of symbiosis relationship too (no need to learn your lines at all!!). By the way because of this ‘thing’ ‘feature’ ‘specialness’ that happens, I have had a whole spate of women who want to say “me too”, and try and show off their ability, and show off their skills, they do all sorts of disgraceful things, most women, I hate to tell you, are truly evil. They put no thought or creativity into their attempts at the showing off, because their first instinct is to think do something bad and disrespectful, then do that, just because they can get away with it. STUPID. I’ve also noticed mothers and daughters have that kind of connection (a lot do, mothers use their kids to speak for them – OMG, so sick of seeing mothers using their kids. Plus, later, kids use it as a kind of payback for their bad mother; their children grow up, having learnt the art of manipulation and manipulate their mother with sometimes very disrespectful results. I have also been informed, certain men will deliberately persuade women to use drugs under the pretence of friendly ‘relax and have some fun’ when infact, they have a secret evil pre-meditated and calculated plan - so those (often smart) women can be easily manipulated and used in such a puppet way (I know women would also do this to other women. I saw Rachael Wainberg’s older sister do it to her {the one that looks like my now landlord Cate Rogers} dam it cannot remember her name, and no little birdy has reminded me!). Most people do not understand AT ALL. Clueless. (Stupid Sharon Morgan. Little tip for you Sharon, if she has blonde hair – SHE’S A LIAR. If she has loads of money, she’s a liar.) Because it is not talked about. (I have found often some clever people do ‘signs’ about these often-delicate situations, and call such behaviour ‘reflections’ – so, not as in thinking back to a distant memory, but doing someone else’s reflection. - Reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”. It’s really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I’m not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way.) I can’t believe Dr’s still diagnose people with schizophrenia – how stupid are those university graduates? I mean maybe you just need to have an ‘artistic’ mind to see the intangible and what is actually going on. And say, a ‘university’ type, can’t see due to their perceived reality that has been fed to them by naive and or stupid teachers??) You know, if you’re ever in a stance with a huge majority of people, who say one thing, and you look at them, and you know that they’re all completely wrong; find comfort in the fact that everyone on earth thought the world was square until some genius came along and said “no you idiots, it’s round!!” BTW, as a result of this phenomenon, I have, well had mostly, particularly in 2016/17, but also sometimes since then, and now; a bunch of computer nerds who often pretend to be people I’ve known in my past, like friends from my past. They sometimes even upload (or find) images of this person online, and put them on my path. I’m pretty sure my friend from the past is not actually inserting themselves in strategic ways (!), it’s a computer nerd impersonating a friend - as in predatory behaviour, trying to sound familiar to gain trust. It’s evil. So, at the moment there is someone pretending to be Simon and Ilka!! I suggest you stop mimicking other people and get a life your own. I have other computer nerd internet problems too, there are heaps of dogs on the Internet; who use me to test their programs. It’s so annoying because usually companies pay people a lot of money to do things like that; test trials and so forth, but they don’t pay me at all, they just see and use, and make changes according. Some of them I believe, are quite rude, and others I believe, steal from me, off my computer, they hack it. So ungrateful and they think I don’t know what they do. Although I guess I do have quite a few programs that are run ‘optimised to what I like and would prefer’. lol. You know, as a result of pervert “eaves dropping” dogs, I can see my influence is widespread across Australia. You, know, thank goodness, I came along! But once I even heard a man mispronounce a word on Channel 9, in exactly the same manner as I do, as I preferred saying it to myself in a certain wrong way! (she who plays with words) Lol. I also mention on this blog, that some companies get in trouble because, the dogs see what I see – so if I see someone being dishonest or stealing – SO DO THE DOGS, infact this has been such a big part of my adult life, that I think it fuels this blog in my “whistle blowing” attempts – I see your plan, and I’ll get behind it!!! Lol 😁 But when you have dogs that can see what I see, it makes renting impossible, particularly around inspection time; it can only end in negative outcomes for me, it will never be a win-win situation. No matter how much I clean or care. It’s the hunt they are interested in. {I guess I have to be fair; not all my landlords / realtors have been dogs}. Also, I am under the impression a lot of so-called ‘crazy’ people do so, in the attempts to manipulate their loved ones, because they’re not happy with them, and this is how they retaliate, in this passive aggressive manipulative, highly sick and twisted way - it’s like they use ‘craziness’ to punish their family. Infact a little birdie told me, that’s why mental institutes used to use electric shock treatment - some of those DR’s know that the so-called crazy manipulative person is punishing their family, so they in turn, punish them with electric shocks!! How fully sick is this world. I believe electric shock therapy is now illegal within mental institutes. BTW, on the news sometimes, I have witnessed people do bad things, and later, maybe there is someone, like, a politicians talking about it, saying “he was a crazed lunatic” - this really annoys me, because that person, most likely was full of hate, they’ve been totally screwed over in life, and so they were seeking revenge, but at no point where they ‘crazy’ or ‘lunatic’ in anyway, nor most likely no history of mental illness - the perp was thinking clearly, in their hate filled way, and they were retaliating against their world, and the way it has treated them, (akin to spoiled little brat throwing a tantrum, or someone who sick and tired of having to play the mouse, in the whole cat and mouse game that most humans FALL PREY of) So I’m certainly not coming to defence of any criminals, because ultimately you always have a choice, but to put them into the crazy category is ridiculous. Even a stupid criminal, who has been manipulated by someone smart who is calling the shots; still does not fall under the crazy category. Stupid is not crazy -there seems to be confusion in this area amongst mental health workers. I want to put this little story in to show you what I am talking about, a “real life example!” Because this happened at one point in my life, in Gunnedah especially, but not restricted to, a lot. I only went into town every one or two months, so it was kind of a big deal, and I would spend basically the whole two months composing a list in a well organised fashion, so I could fit everything in during the daytrip, so a list of places I would go, things I needed to purchase. I found, at certain shops, I was having a difficult time with shop girls, but also, not restricted to shop girls, often others people who just crossed my path; they were kind of rude and disrespectful to me, only there appeared to be no reason why. I was left scratching my head thinking what have I done to upset this person who I did not know never met or talked with before our brief encounter that day. It’s took me awhile to figure it out the issue, but what happens, is there is network of older girls (I suspect they’re old and NEGS girls) who know full well about reflective ‘Sleeping Beauties’ and they go and find girls who are, should we say major sleeping beauties, and then they use that girl as a ‘tool’ to chastise me. - It is really sick. And exactly what, is the issue that they have with me? No one has ever approached me with any issues at all? Talk about cowards, and possibly there is no point, no issue - there just having fun chastising someone and power tripping by using young girls they feel superior to; making themselves feel better by making someone else feel bad in this unusual secretive fashion; the epitome of bullying. Such cowards. I did hear one of them say if we don’t feel comfortable speaking face-to-face, then will come up with a different way of speaking to you - which is kind of exactly what has happened, and possibly how this phenomenon has come about. You know sometimes I hear this kind of thing discussed, but not usually, this is why it’s taken me so long to realise what they were doing, but I get the general impression that most women think it’s men who do this to women (steal your soul). But in my experience, it is women who are the biggest offenders. Men aren’t really the problem at all. - They probably do it, probably pray on their wife in this manner, as a way to manipulate and control, but as far as my experience goes, it’s old older women who do it to younger women (I guess no big fishes for them) My female landlord uses her son and boyfriend in this manner on a regular basis. As do many mothers in their mother and daughter duo. Those women are not welcome in my life. You know, how on earth can I deal with this phenomena? These old girls go to great lengths to amuse themselves in this way - over quite a lot of time, many years in fact. I figure the best way in combatting it, is to wake up those sleeping beauties - which is partly what this blog is about (the other part being to tackle theft, and thieves, but now has also morphed into my life stories) - hence my “stupid bloody bimbo wake up” rantings, plus photos of receptionists; but I feel it is actually working. I might cop a bit of slack from people who are offended, but of course only a bimbo would be. Plus, I’ve noticed is often the people who use these young sleeping beauties as tools, who are the biggest complainers about me; they don’t want their secret to be known. I guess I can give you heaps of examples, I have already mentioned the girl at the Art Gallery, but here is another, I went to mitre 10 to get a key cut, and the young blonde girl behind the counter said that she couldn’t do it, she came up with all of these excuses of why she couldn’t do it, apparently it was my fault, as my key was ‘abnormal’. Obviously, no valid reason, but she basically refused to serve me, in what appeared to be a kind of discriminatory way. So that’s how these girls were having a go at me on that particular day, it wasn’t from abusive language or verbal / physical attack, it was refusing service. I had to take my key down the road to the key shop and the guy down there did it no problems, not an ‘abnormal’ key. So those sleeping beauties just need to read about being woken up, (I am not sure if such book yet exists, but I write about it here and have Pinterest Board called “Ways 2 wake up Bims, I mean Sleeping Beauties!” to be fully aware of their own inner voice, and not someone else’s, it needs to be done to kids, when they are growing, through things like exercise. And actually, I believe this whole sleeping beauty phenomena, and was just coming into consciousness, when I was 12 years old, (1986) within Department of Education (or maybe not the Department of education – they are really hopeless, but certainly within educators within the private school system) were waking up to the realisation that young women need exercise and activity to stimulate their minds. And at my school it became compulsory to do sports every Saturday morning for 4 hours! However, fortunately for me, I did horse-riding, so I could go horse-riding instead, I was saved from running around the oval in pointless repetition! Yah!! Actually I can take this whole “exercise” step a little bit further, because I believe you need more than exercise; you need “fun exercise” which puts kids out of their comfort zone. I made a collection of pins in Pinterest, album is called “Ways to wake up bims - I mean sleeping beauties”. I've got a whole lot of activities, like zip lining, huge waterslides, mountain billycart train slides! Heaps of things that you can do…but lots of things are expensive; so another reason why you shouldn't have kids unless you've got money to burn, because you'll need it to wake them up. Although I do recall I had a bad rollercoaster experience when I was young, dad took me on a rollercoaster ride; for some reason I was to spend the day with dad -I'm not sure what's going on there, but also there was no one else in the roller coaster, it was just dad and me. And I don't know if it was my size or age, but my head kept banging onto the sides of the bar that held people down, for the entire duration of the trip. So I pretty much had my eyes closed and was just trying to deal with his head banging situation. The bar had padding on it, I was being bashed by padded bars. It was really awful, you definitely won't catch me going on a rollercoaster ever again or any of those other show rides - except maybe just the swing carousel…. I just saw a movie (2021) where the mum takes her little girl under an echoey bridge and they run through and yell Hoo Hee Haa!! – that will do it too, you know, stuff like that to get them to be really present in the moment. I can't believe they don't do more of this stuff in schools, or maybe this is deliberate, so that those parents who do put the time in with their kids, have an advantage over those who have crap parents... Oh, I remember a book I read when I was 22, called The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield. It briefly talks about friends rising up in their sleep to hang out together, play…. – this book was very helpful to me. - But I feel I am very far from really understanding what goes on in the subconscious at night, or the day for that matter, at certain times. As well as human connections. Not only are these issues not talked about, but there is a stigma around it, due to families living together. Anyway, I am straying, although what I just said here is fairly significant, and the root of a lot of female problems, as it is this way, also how dogs steal my possessions- apparently if those girls who are later caught (sometimes it happens!) say to the court that they have mental health problems, then they don’t have to go to jail, they just get ‘mental health treatment’ (when in actual fact THEY DO NOT HAVE any mental health problems, they just know how to take advantage of the situation and naive times) it’s a big thing atm for powers that be, to obtain so called ‘mentally incompetent’ people, maybe they are trying to do something about hopeless parenting and teaching in a totally backwards way!!) NOTE, I assure you, a lot, as in, most of those girls that steal in this manner, know perfectly well what they are doing, and how they are doing it – they are fully awake, and using their ability to break the law. (There are others, who do not bother using their brains at all, and would simply prefer to latch on to somebody else, infact ‘using’ other people, due to their complete stupidity, no thoughts of their own, and lack of common sense - they have zero common-sense, I mean NONE, they especially can’t see the big picture, and usually only get a sense of the immediate, and so get confused, and jump to conclusions; they get things wrong all the time. I mean all the time . Like for example – if you’re a small business owner, and you’re stressing about how you going to pay the rent, which inevitably as a business owner you do, it doesn’t mean that you’re not going to be able to pay rent, you just, as a responsible manager, stress about it, so, a dog will just hear you stressing about it, and so come along and think business is failing, and close it down. When in fact you could have paid rent no problems - that’s exactly what a stupid dog would do, and has done, I have witnessed it. I mean how arrogant are they, that they think they can manipulate my life like that – STUPID, and you would have to be a bloody fool to listen to a dog, not to mention somebody who enables thievery, harassment and disrespect) That paragraph in brackets was also deleted, and I had to rewrite it. Some people, seem to think that it is men that get up to these evil tricks, but in my experience, it is mostly women who do it, to other women. Those people (dogs, should I say, leeches) are so offended by the truth, they can’t handle the truth, and they go to lengths to delete it. The girl across the road here at Kookaburra Park, fits this bill. Completely stupid, and at the moment, I’m pretty sure she has a sound recording machine, which she is using a recording of a little boys voice, to try and to control the situation - she is a fucking idiot. Fuck off you stupid mindless ‘using’ Leach. And you have to ask yourself why would someone want to try to make me sound crazy, make me sound like a crazy woman, - what’s in it for them? And what great bad thing have I done towards them in the past, that they would want to retaliate in such a way? I know I haven’t done any such bad thing towards anyone, so I can only assume that person is completely nuts themselves, and they have a deep fear of people finding out exactly crazy they themselves are; and so, they’re putting their projections onto me - that must be it! (I mean I can only assume, since that person is an unknown coward.) But actually, I have noticed this quite a lot of other times too, people try and manipulate the situation to try to make me sound crazy. I suspect this is the reason why some of the items that have been stolen have been later returned they want to try make me sound crazy. You know, I reread this part and I’m thinking, if you weren’t me you would really have no idea what I’m talking about, and may just think I was crazy, particularly the part about the sound recording machine – but I have literally seen someone on a motorbike, harassing me with bird noises, from their sound machine that was strapped over their shoulder, so it really is a “true thing” and not some crazy cockanninnie notion that I have in my head - this is just literally what’s happening, and I’m literally just writing about it. Guess what, I’m not crazy - and, you functionally retarded moron from FB, you’re just going to have to deal with it. Also, this phenomenon is a secret, there are ‘so called’ mental health workers, Dr’s, who will call them crazy or Schizophrenic if they admit they can hear someone else, they say it is in their imagination. The cluelessness of those so-called university graduates is embarrassing from my viewpoint (Dr Ali ALitae – you stupid foolish old man, he has probably wrongfully diagnosed 100’s of women - you know all women should be outraged by this person and the likes, and by the whole system in general, it’s total discrimination against women, and has been this way for many years. It is women who are picked on in this area because of their feminine ways, means, and ability. I did see they are trying to ‘capture’ men in the current so called (money making industry creating) “mental health” push, 2021). And this paragraph that so adeptly describes what happens, was deleted, and I have re-written it. So, it is quite significant. It actually does get more complicated, with not only sound, but seeing images aswell, I again try to explain in my “Dream Watchers” photo. Those ignorant and naive mental health workers have no concept of the metaphysical world and the connections we make at night, while we sleep. CLUELESS, still in 2021. The hesitancy and basic refusal to grasp this concept is extraordinary from my point of view. Are you really that backwards, or do you just want people to pretend it does not happen? (due to the sex factor). (SOMEONE TOLD ME, ITS BECAUSE THEY CAN’T ADMIT THEY WERE WRONG – and so continue with their bullshit – unbelievable stupidity). So, girls, sometimes I can’t quite believe the absentmindness of them, the older I get. ‘Sleeping Beauty’ – I believe Beethoven knew about Sleeping Beauties) HOW DID WOMEN GET THE VOTE? Btw, I since saw how, when I watched a movie called “North Country”, talk about male 3rd grade gang mentality/pack of dogs’ mentality) although special mention for the leading ladies’ haircut, sublime. Oh, and I need to mention, there are some women, who maybe later look back and see how stupid their behaviour was, and they TRY to blame me, (the stupidity continues) as if it was my fault she tried to break the toilet wall down to get inside while I was in the middle of things – YEAH RIGHT) anyway, so those women try to come up with plans to make it look like it is the other way around, and, I can assure you, these stupid bimbos are so intent on their mission, that they have a lot of people fooled, they are some of the saboteurs I have mentioned. (And hence why I was locked up against my will for 7 days to ‘see’ if I was crazy – FUCKED people, I really do recommend NOT having kids. And, I have noticed girls in Gunnedah, always follow me around, wherever I go, like stray dogs, (still with the unbelievable stupidity) and I have noticed and recognized some of them, from the younger years at NEGS, (27 years ago now), Tarsha Burns little sister Gina (more about that stupid dog later), Emma Finylason, and house mistress Miss Goldman. (don’t ask me why??) – I now need a camera recording around my neck whenever I go into town, to keep the sleepy bullies at bay. EVEN AT MY NEW ADDRESS IN QLD. And, it could be my little bitch sister Penny Bieman stealing? (Just realized she and some short blonde sales girl stole $2200 from me at Harvey Norman 20yrs ago via cash/credit card issue), and all Bunnings bimbos staff – major problems there. Although, I recall, the stealing really started after I got back from Melbourne, in 2006. I probably unknowingly picked up stray dogs in Melbourne, who follow me around; really stupid ones. I mention it before on here, my whole class at RMIT in Melbourne were thieving mongrels. Plus then there’s the Cathy Goldman factor who goes and gets people from my past, so she probably went and got those girls from that class. Little female thieves. Like what is it about mongrels, do I have a sign on my head “please follow me around and be a stupid bimbo”, I DON’T THINK SO, but unbelievable stupidity; rack off you stupid dogs. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s some girls who graduate from NEGS and then think they have the right to go through other people‘s personal belongings whenever it suits them -it’s absolutely disgraceful that NEGS does this kind of thing and then teaches little girls that it is fine and ‘important’ to go through people’s stuff. DISGRACEUL. Enough about that school. Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. (actually it was called “Brownies” back then.) Example of fake news; IN 2014 Channel 9 – NBN, (that is our local station here in Tamworth / Gunnedah and surrounds NSW Australia.) – they did a story on Limbi School, (situated near Tamworth, population 250, school population aprox 25!) They showed lots of kids doing various activities, they showed the old school house and the girl was talking about some new project they were working on, it was a whole big segment on the 6 O’clock news with lots of single mothers and kids involved. BUT it turns out that, that school was closed down in 2009, and sold for $40000 in 2011 (www.det.nsw.edu.au ). So that whole story they did in 2014 on Channel 9 was complete BULLSHIT, little female liars. (Btw, I attended that school in infants, it was a shockingly bad school for 5yr old’s to 6th grade, with only 1 teacher, Mr Cone, who was a sadistic prick that still used to use the cane, 1980. 1980!) Another school that will be burning in hell, Limbri Public. Mr Cone, used to keep a cane in his office, and would use it to inflict fear, he is a Terrorist who teaches kids it is ‘good’ and ‘important’ to be a Terrorist. He especially would ‘toy’ with it, whilst verbally reprimanding a child for no reason or a made-up reason. (He may have used it on the boys, I am not sure I remember thinking the only reason he did not actually strike me one day when I was in his office alone, at age 5, was because I was a girl.) I can’t imagine a 5yr doing anything that would warrant such discipline. He just wanted to inflict fear and power trip over the child for his own personal gain -adults should be severely fined for doing this, {that bit was edited, initially I said shot, but I was told this could be misinterpreted, possibly by his daughters, they don’t want anyone to know what he was like, what they as a family were like} but I believe it is not even something that is talked about or discouraged, like the cane that was ‘outlawed’ in the 70’s. This power tripping abuse stops people from being confident and learning, and living to their potential. Because of him I will not let a man within 10 feet of me, still to this day (you would not believe what happens if one tries). Actually, this terrible thing, maybe, has been a blessing in disguise, I know because of it, my little brother was saved by a would-be kidnapper in Bali, and I love being single – of all the men that have crossed my path in my life, I have really only encounted 1 that had a natural ability to bring out the best in someone, most men strive to bring out the worst in a girl, they have an obsession with humiliation. They are quite disgraceful (probably due from their primary school education and hopeless parents) I know I am not missing out, quite the contrary. It is a wonder to me that so many women get married. (a lot of “turning a blind eye” must go on). You know, if that form of abuse hadn’t happened, I’d probably be unhappily married with kids right now, and be just as clueless and miserable as all the other drunk housewives that I have witnessed in my life. BTW, those men who have been raised in such situations, who in Australia, I know number in the thousands, if not millions, due to complete incompetent parenting and teaching, so, ones that have been exposed to fear mongering and learning by example how to be a terrorist, through emotionally abusive teachers, fathers…, those men are “damaged goods”. And I know this maybe not be true of all other women, but it’s certainly true of me; someone with this kind of obvious damage, is not going to be a “suitable mate” in any way or form, obvious character flaw! Whether it be subconscious or consciously – just an instinct, that most people have actually. It’s mostly obvious amongst men, choosing pretty women as a partner, an instinct, they have. But as a woman, this antagonistic behaviour that most men have, is one of the characteristics that I would instantly mark as a ‘write off’, I would not think about it, it would be something I would simply observe and subconsciously write off that person. I also want to add there are certain people who really don’t allow single ladies to exist in the world, there’s a huge issue around single women, which I’ve talked about before, so I won’t go into it now, but you can see how it’s in the best interest for the ‘powers to be’ to greatly improve parenting skills and teaching methods, to rid the world of those particular dysfunctions. Women are on the way of ‘savvy-ing’ up! Although by banning me from social media – they have yet taken another step backwards. And read my photo story called “Why do I have long hair”. I need to mention my brothers kidnap attempt: A family holiday in Bali, I was 10, had my 11th b’day there: On a bemo (Balinese taxi bus) a man, Balinese man, took off with my younger brother Daniel at one of the stops. Gone! Just like that. But dad saw, (miraculously) and it was DAD who jumped off the bemo, and raced down the street after them. I have a clear distinct memory of this Balinese man he had dark skin and very short hair, a bit hard to tell his age but I’m pretty sure he had some wrinkles, or crow’s feet at the very least. I remember him sizing me up and then sizing my little brother up - I guess he must’ve settled on my little brother, my brother had blonde hair at that point. (I wouldn’t go so far as to say that he was better looking than me!) LOOK. Parents - you have to pay attention all the time. Btw, the driver waited there, he saw what was going on. Dad returned with Daniel about 6 minutes later. “I got him back, lets go.” Back to my Limbri school story; A typical school day at that Limbri school: us Kindy‘s was sat in front of the TV all morning, after recess we came back and did colouring-in, then after lunch, some mothers came in and we did hand sewing all afternoon. Typical day for the first and second graders too. So, "watched television in the morning" and did "sewing in the afternoon". I recall one day we did pet rocks; we all had to bring a rock into school, then we spent the afternoon painting it and putting two eyes on it, and then naming it as our pet rock, it was truly absurd. Mum cottoned on after I while and I had to do extra work after school until we relocated. Fortunate for me that I left in the first grade, but there were kids there who would’ve gone their whole infants/primary schooling at that school, and they would not have learnt anything, except how to be a terrorist off Mr Cone, absolute disgrace of a school, having all years in one classroom with one teacher does not work. Infact I will put that story; one day, we were divided into two, with the younger kids on one side of the classroom doing hand sewing with the mothers group, and the older kids were on the other side of the classroom, supposedly having a lesson from the teacher. The thing I remember most, was, all the mothers who were meant to be helping teach the kids sewing techniques (actually come to think about it I can’t remember if the classroom was divided up into boys and girls or just younger and older - it wouldn’t surprise me if it were the boys getting the lesson and the girls doing the sewing?), but those mothers didn’t really want to do the sewing, they wanted to listen intently to what the teacher was saying across the room, and I, as a five-year-old, wondered why earth they were so hell bent on wanting to listen to the teacher, when I knew he was an incompetent idiot. It’s a very clear and strong memory I have as a five-year-old, formed about men. When I moved to QLD, Builyan last year - guess what, there was another one of those terrible schools, with only 1 teacher and all the years in the same classroom. Get it through your thick little heads (depEdu), it is not possible to teach multiple kids the 11 different levels of learning years, goodness it’s hard enough for teachers with the 1 age group in the classroom, let alone having 11 different ages. And the problems of only 1 teacher, with no one to keep tabs on them – they misbehave, that is the teachers misbehave. Teachers, like everyone else in positions of power, need to be kept ‘in check’. I suspect one of the boys in that school from all those yrs ago, is one of the people terrorizing me by stealing and trying to play God (and of course getting things totally wrong). No idea what his name is. {I was possibly advised that at least 2 of those kids at that time went on to be functional and happy people in society!} NEGS, Gunnedah Primary School, Limbri School – you all need to be sued (otherwise, change does not come about). I want to talk about how in primary school, Gunnedah Public Primary School, our year had two classes, with about 30 kids in each. One was called the A class one was called the B class. The people in A class were considered to be the smarter ones. But I assure you, this in reality is not the case, these classes were divided purely on a socio-economic basis. Kids from well-to-do families were in the A class, kids from families where the mother was perceived as bloody hopeless, was in the B class. A lot of problems in society stem from this distinction, those kids in the B class were not treated fairly, there would be a whole other heap of psychological problems that develop in those kids psyche of feeling ‘not worthy’, and at the very least, from an academic point of view. I’m not saying they would not have had other issues going on, from possible abusive family situations, but I can assure you there is just as many problems like that, that goes on in ‘well-to-do family‘s’ and I have found all throughout my life, people have been trying to put me in a ‘B class’s (I was in the A class btw) but especially the police and stupid bimbo dogs who do it. (I suspect people who were in the B class back then, try to do it as now adults – see, psychological problems) I hate to tell you but you can find some incredibly smart people who are totally broke, poor, and unemployed, it’s just the way society works out, often work places are a total mix and there are no distinctions. And you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and you should be careful when you speak to someone, if you think you’re speaking to someone who is unimportant, or a ‘loser’ or a ‘no-one’ THINK AGAIN. You need to treat every single person with respect regardless of what your preconceptions of this persons background is, this is REALLY important, you will get yourself in trouble if you do not do this, on a spiritual level. - I’ve seen it happen a lot. Plus, more importantly, people who do not judge like this, win big time, more so than just what ‘peoplepowers the be’ decide. It doesn’t pay to be snobbish, or at least don’t base your assumptions about a person on economic stance. Of course, always tell the stupid dogs to go shove it up their arse. By the way, this class thing, is so ridiculously obsessed over by certain female (bimbo types, and never men!!) that by the time they reach old age, and have to go in a nursing home, and because they are not what they once were, they kind of don’t hold back on their personal thoughts about class, when I worked in a nursing home briefly, I witnessed a lot of old female biddies express their class distinction, and they indeed wanted to make it known to everyone, that they are from the rich and upper-class! They were quite ridiculous. You know it really doesn’t matter what your background is in a nursing home, everyone’s treated the same in there, you eat the same, you get cared for the same, you have to go to bed at the same time. Now, you might just write them off as old and senile, but truly this is how women think all their life – well that bloody short blonde thinks like that. (This class bit was deleted so I re-written it in more detail J) If you marry some guy that doesn’t really give a shit about you, but you want to be ‘married’, and then you have his kids - this is C class. wakey wakey. Btw, I have met a lot of ‘monkees’, that is, clueless people who do their job in a clueless fashion, and they are considered ‘professionals’, they are highly paid and are well respected. CLUELESS MONKEES in the upper echelons of society! -Pickpockets in Gunnedah (and who follow me around wherever I go and steal from me)! Really and truly, I’ve had it up to here with stupid little bimbos who steal, it’s not going to be so funny if I catch you red-handed, I assure you. I have got 47yrs of pent-up anger, what do you suppose will happen? Every time I drove into town, I had dogs break into my car and steal whatever was in there that time. I’ve had that many pairs of secateurs stolen it’s unbelievable. What, do they wait at the entrance of Gunnedah, to see each car that comes in from out of town? and when they see my car, do they call all their thieving friends? and then stalk me so they can steal when I go into a shop and am not looking?? I’m so outraged by these people. Every time I went into Gunnedah, same thing, something taken, every single time. MORON HUMANS FROM GUNNEDAH. Clare Gardener, why are you following me around in an orange Torana? Can’t you think for yourself? You know, often, the girls are kind of covert, like if I turn around suddenly, they disappear into the crowd, you know how fucking coward women are. One time, I was wanting to buy some chickens, and I went to the Gunnedah Poultry Show, and there was a girl following me around the poultry floor it, was extremely odd, and I saw her, like I could hear her, I could hear peoples reaction to seeing someone follow me, and I could see her from the corner of my eye, and when I turned around and looked at her directly, it took a moment, but she finally realised that I was looking at her and she quickly about faced and kind of run away. I have a clear image of what she looked like, I didn’t recognise her, she was kind of mousey and skinny, she may be reminded me of this little girl I looked after in Sydney as a nanny, she was only 7 then, so I can only guess what she would look like at that time. Or maybe she looked Tricia Colton, they both had that same kind of skinny white girl look, but I think Tricia was tall than the girl following me. Whether it was one or the other, or neither, who knows, oh, that reminds me, there was another one who looked like that she was my assistant at Discovery Clothing, I think I saw her once in Gunnedah, she wanted my Daewoo, she was a bitch. And from the chook girl’s delayed reaction, I suspect this girl had followed me on a regular basis, and is not used to be seen by me. But stupid, little dogs, that’s what I think about women who follow me like that, they must have absolutely zero brain activity going on inside their heads. Zero. (See, feminist, I am trying to save the bimbos!) Gladstone Elders 'legally' stole a part of my Bond, STOLEN. Get out of my head little girl. The means, ways and tactics that girls come up with to steal from me is unbelievable, this is just another one, it’s almost as bad as the business in Tamworth (NorthApp) who stole my brand-new F&P 'Tall' dishwasher in a totally 'legal' manner. (Kelly Sleight. Stolen because it was tall, and the GoldStarDog theory, read later no conviction, unfortunately, I believe the police are working on this, she is known within Tamworth). The staff at Bunnings and Harvey Norman steal from young females – they are targeted, entrapped and preyed upon, they are followed home, and are harassed by staff (no conviction). 20 years of harassment at Gunnedah. I literally need someone to housesit my house whenever I go into town so nothing gets stolen. I call them the Bunnings Bimbos - they would have stolen about $10000 worth of stuff over a 10yr period. BTW, I would have spent about $40000, instore in that time (I am not a shoplifter, I am opposed to stealing, they were targeting young girls to 'hound' and 'vilify'). They suck - I never shop at Bunnings anymore, and shame on them, actually, Bunnings is a part of a huge crime network right across Australia. Instore one time, I recognized one of the thieves- he was 1 of 3 that burgled my flatmate and I, 20yrs ago, they took $1000's worth of our stuff (that guy was albino – I mean how stupid if you’re an albino to choose a life of crime – stand out like a saw thumb). (And, stupid Sharon Morgan). I will be willing them to get cancer and die. IT DOES NOT PAY TO STEAL FROM ME. Stupid. I believe Centrelink and ‘jobs providers’ are also guilty of stealing from me. One bonus payment got stolen by Centrelink staff. (Or Commonwealth Bank – those girls are dodgy too, ties to NEGS) Nurses at hospitals make kids sick deliberately, so they can look after them. (Some, I have to say, at Armidale Hospital NSW. Some believe a sick child is a result of an adults 'will' anyway, especially a doctor, but mothers too). I guess I should put that nurse story here: when I was 16, I had my tonsils out. Afterwards, when I was coming out of anaesthesia, and was very groggy, mum who had travelled up to Armidale to be by my bedside (cool mum), I just heard her seemingly repeatedly asking me if I was ok and what did I want. And because I was so groggy, I didn't really understand her question, like she was asking me if I want a drink or anything, or food. But I've thought oh, she’s asking me about my Christmas list! So, I just started going on about this radio I want, I explained it: it’s a contemporary old 60’s style that is grey and pink…. and then you know I fell back asleep. The next thing you know, I wake up, and there sitting on the bed, is this radio!! I couldn't believe it, like she doesn't ever buy me anything - except for at Christmas (and even then, it's never things like that, it's always usually clothes or shoes, things that I need!) But she must've gone down the street to get some lunch, and she would have seen exactly what I had been talking about, that radio, as I had seen it recently down the street in Armidale. So she saw, was so surprised she just got it, it was not that expensive. But, there was a nurse present all the time and she heard and saw the whole thing, and oh my God, that's why I'm telling this story because this nurse was so pissed off at this scenario of watching my mother ask a young girl what she wants, the girl telling her what, then the mother just getting it. Like she was INCENSED. She was literally carrying on moaning about this radio situation to her colleagues. I guess she must have wanted one too. So that's what caused the throat abuse later on, by well not quite force feeding me, but knowing if I ate anything, even ice-cream, my throat was still so bruised and sore from the operation, I would be in great pain, so 3 of them woke me up and said here eat this, and shoved this food in my face, I half asleep obeyed, but it was so was painful, I vomited it up again, causing more pain. They went off laughing – not kidding – pure evil. Such a bitch. Dysfunctional. Another perfect example of a typical STUPID jealous bitch in Australia. Mind your own business. . Is there a list of Sadistic Doctors and Dentists in Australia? I would like to name and shame a few that I have had personal experience with. I know there is an organized network, akin to paedophiles, people who get thrills from inflicting pain on other people / animals. But I guess I’m out of the loop. I now record all Doctor / Pathology etc with BodyCam - Gunnedah pathology GRH, stupid zombie bitch) Not to mention recently - Dr. Norman Sadick and 2 Dental assistants (1 was NEGS girl by the name of Gina Burn, a younger year) completely TORTURED my teeth that had nothing wrong with them in the first place (unable to eat/talk for weeks over Christmas, had to go to other dentists to fix) – honestly what a coward Gina Burn, I have not met one guy that has not been into that kind of thing, go and find one, and leave me alone, you stupid little dog – I believe her stupidity comes from copying someone at school by the name of Charlotte Powel in Church. And then there was the stupefied zombie dentist who started scraping up my gums in a haze - Dr B, and Dr J who showed me what it felt like to put a needle into the nerve, thanks sooo much (soon as he did it, my arm automatically reflexed and shot straight up into the air and practically punched him in his face (serves him right!) Seriously, I could go on and on and on, so many sadistic doctors and nurses, it’ bizarre and ironically completely unhealthy. Btw, I have very sharp reflexes, thanks very much, and by the way; Sharp Reflexes = Sharp Mind. I seem to need to point that out, there appears to be an element of people who target me because they think I’m stupid, and won’t notice. Other way around morons. Local council ‘dogs’ as I call them, vandalizing my car when it’s parked in a carpark or on the street - muffler damaged, broken into -items removed, screws loosened, once even cables removed so it would not start, and occasionally park brake put on, as if car had been taken, then returned? (I live in a small country town, population about 10000.) (Since installing carcam, this has reduced) What is wrong with council staff – they have serious social issues. (They also steal money and do ‘fake’ roadworks, organized by nagging wives) I’ve just noticed there was a big section from this missing! It is the bit where I talk about the police who booked me for unregistered vehicle. I will put here again. So, they booked me twice and gave me a $5500 fine. I was extremely stressed after that happened, not only because of the stressful incident of being chased by police and been caught and getting into trouble, (I’m perfect), but because I certainly didn’t have a spare $5500 lying around to pay any fines, so I knew I would have to go to court, to at least get rid of the second one, which they should not have issued. (Greedy pigs – now I know why they get called that). So, I was extremely stressed about that, and that, combined with my next-door neighbour who was making noises at night to wake me up, and was stealing from me (drunken Heath Barwick, btw, the bloody host bimbos on channel 7 morning show, were encouraging him to play the Vuvuzela – that totally annoying African horn that the cricket fans play, he got one, amongst other things like car horns that play tunes, bird noises etc etc, played it at all sorts of times throughout the night TOTAL ARSE. I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP. (And as for those stupid bimbo dogs on channel 7 – I hope you all get cancer, and shame on you for not talking about all the things you should be talking about; People, mothers in particular – your target market, need to know about negative things in life, they need to be able to handle them – but hey, why don’t you talk about the weather some more. PICK something negative every week, and talk about it – “The Real segment” each week, get gritty. – {someone told me, they have to be very careful not to put Negative Nancy stories on, because it pisses off housewives, and they complain, because they like to think of themselves as rich and not having any problems, so they don’t want to have to think about problems or negative issues – it is them, housewives , who cannot handle the ugly truth. } So, in this time, I had difficulty sleeping. I was usually very good sleeper, seven hours every night, all my life, and in this particular period of my life, suddenly I was getting about 3 hours every night. And I was turning into a slow sleeping beauty during the day, very tired, but I wanted to add here, at first, I was really anxious about ‘not sleeping’, in fact I was getting even more stressed about the fact that I wasn’t sleeping, and I had to learn to just relax and not fight the fact that I couldn’t sleep. I had to tell myself I will just stay awake, don’t need that much sleep anyway, it’s no big deal, I can just lie here and think about all the things that is going on in my life….(btw, after 12mnths of only 3-4hrs sleep, my body learnt to deal with only 3 or 4hrs, and I was no longer tired during the day) but over that period of one week, when I was getting very stressed about not sleeping, and when I say stressed, really I mean, I was angry and pissed off that I wasn’t sleeping - because you know, no sleep means you’re tired, and you have a headache, and you’re irritable. And so, I thought, well I just need a sleeping tablet to drift me off, so I can get one good night’s sleep, and then I’ll be fine - but I’m really not a supporter of sleeping tablets or drugs of any sort, including a lot of medications. But as I was so irritable, I did go to the doctor about sleeping, and she prescribed me antidepressants -which I was just really annoyed about because at not any point, did I mention to her that I was depressed! What was wrong with her? (I have never, in my life, been depressed, ever), and her medication would not have helped me sleep at all, or achieved my goal of one good night’s sleep! (Stupid, btw, I further talk about that Dr in my “Dr Experience Story” below, she had some other problems too, that she was not aware of, because no one talks about such things, I suspect she had been influenced by the little blonde bimbo who follows me around – “oh Emily, she’s depressed and on drugs” – so that naïve Dr, believes them – for some reason; is she not old enough to know what gossipying little girls are like? That blonde bimbo btw, maybe related to Peter Long, a lawyer?? Or Cate Cameron??) So anyway, I went to the chemist and talked to some very smart ladies at the Gunnedah chemist, I told her about when I had a toothache age 18, my aunt gave me a painkiller that kind of made me tired and put me to sleep. I told the chemist that that’s really the effect that I wanted, and she said, that’s the same thing that’s in hay fever tablets that makes people sleepy and some clever lab bot has taken that drug out and put it into a tablet and it’s called sleep aid - doxylamine succinate, and I should give that a try, and I did, and that night I had the best night sleep ever, and that’s all that I wanted. So, I still have that packet of sleepy tablets, just in case I ever get stressed again, so I can get another good night sleep, so far, I have not been that stressed - until I was abducted by police and mental health worker in Bundaberg in 2020, but then I forgot about my doxylamine succinate, (stress does that to you) and the stupid nurses gave me an antipsychotic drug – idiots - I did NOT need an antipsychotic – THOSE NURSES ARE TOTALLY NUTS. More on that abduction later (I have a lot to say about those disgusting people involved. Am I living in the 1950’s?) btw, I feel I need to put a little warning here about one of the main reasons why I don’t like sleeping tablets and certainly wouldn’t encourage anyone to use them unless they’re very stressed. I did write about this in a nursing home medication photo story, but I’ll just quickly mention it here again; if someone had a bad dream or nightmare (which people do - even happy rich people have nightmares) well then because of the sleeping tablet, they don’t wake up, and so their heart rate is madly going because of this stressful dream, and they can actually die from a heart attack in their sleep. That’s just one reason why I wouldn’t recommend sleeping tablets, there are others too (involving gargoyles). I wanted to say here also about those disgraceful police in Tamworth that was involved in hunting me down (for oh, no, not an unregistered vehicle! – they were carrying on like I was an axe murder) It is true I did not register my vehicle -I completely forgot about it, but they organised a police hunt to get me, because, I was told beforehand, that they were going to get me for unregistered vehicle, and of course I heard this, and thought what are they talking about, because I had literally forgotten that I had not paid my rego. So, on the day, the police lied to me saying that they were doing a random breath test, it was not random at all, I know this for a fact. It was an organised hunt for unregistered vehicle, and they knew I would be over in Tamworth, when I live near Gunnedah, so I’d be stuck without a car/transport, which is how they got me twice - they are bullies who CANNOT APPLY COMMONSENCE, and by the way, I also think the reason they got me, was because I kept complaining to them about all the people who were stealing from me, and they couldn’t do anything about it, and so they got pissed off, so they wanted to get me for something, as luck would have it for them, my car was not registered (apparently common for single woman in their 40’s). The police are a disgrace. Also, I had to go to court, this part was missing off my blog too, the court was disgraceful process in Tamworth; as per their rules, I was allowed to change courts to Gunnedah, but it was a huge ordeal to do this, they ignored me, and I had to kick up a big stink, and they apparently put me in the Tamworth local newspaper as having to appear in court three times to make me look like a drunk, when in actual fact I didn’t appear in Tamworth at all, plus I don’t drink. Anyway, I can’t remember all the details now, but the courts are a disgrace, they are not a place of justice, it’s all organised. BUT I did get the 2nd ticket thrown out, so I just had to pay 1, plus rego. (All those photos of me in the local paper as a kid winning at sport – paid off!!) Try your hardest to stay out of court, because, unless you’re rich, they only help the rich and popular. I quietly want to mention the insidious nature of older women praying on younger women, as the idea that you didn’t have to actually pay your Rego was placed in my head at age 20, by an employer I had once - this was done deliberately because I was ‘perfect’ (compared to her!) and I did things perfectly, this vexed her - she wanted me to get in trouble. Stupid woman. (She did not pay my Super either and used her maiden name of Fry, so, she would not get into trouble. At least 2 female employers did this, not real names so to speak.) And by the way, this tactic of wanting to get another female in trouble, is a common form of female bullying. I remember being victimised this way at age 5 in kindy by another girl who obviously, I was better and smarter than, and she retaliated by lying to her father about something, and I got in trouble big time for something that really wasn’t my fault. And I witnessed it a lot when I was a nanny looking after kids; the children would often manipulate their parents into giving them a reason to question my authority or fire me - some parents can easily see through their kids, but others could not at all - it’s surprising how many parents are fooled by their manipulative kids, and actually brothers and sisters, often work together in cahoots to manipulate. So, I think this tactic is childish behaviour, and a lot of adult women act like this child still. It’s strange that those women can be in positions of power, like my employer, when they behave like a child. When I was 23, I was more grown-up than most female adults twice my age. I put it down to parents and teachers not being aware of basic psychological needs. BTW, also, I found when I was doing all that temp nanny work, the concept of class and ‘pecking order’ so to speak, is really quite warped in children, their attitude is, well, juvenile, and backwards; they’re rude and disrespectful to the help, thinking the ‘help’ are second rate citizens. At least on one occasion I witnessed this young 9-year-old boy manipulating his mother, using his mother as a ‘tool’ in order to have a go at the help. She was a sleeping beauty mother. Here is a good spot to put another insidious evil older woman antic; it was when I was 24yrs old, when I was at work, designing and sewing, I would listen to the radio, and they were talking about yoga and how healthy it is for you, so I thought I should give it a try, and booked in to a little group I saw advertised, it was halfway between my place and work, and on the train line, so I could stop on my way home from work; it was $10 per session. So I went, and it was me and 5 other older women. Now, I didn’t have any alarm bells ringing when I went in, all was perfectly normal as far as I was concerned, but apparently, the alarm bells should’ve been ringing. There’s one thing I have learnt in my life, and that is older women do not like young 20-30 year-old women, I put it down to jealousy, but I do find it strange because I myself, now 47yrs, I’m really not threatened or certainly not jealous by young girls at all. I mean unless they’re behaving like a stupid dog or stealing, like the bimbo receptionist I mentioned in my Currajong clinic story, only then might I want to rip their heads off with a baseball bat. But other than that, just for being present, and young and pretty, it’s not a reason to be vexed about somebody. Maybe all the women at yoga group had husbands who had run off with younger women?? So, I got through the evening of yoga, I did not really speak much, I was still quite shy back then. I mean, well, maybe I was really bad at yoga? because, it was something about me that got to at least one of the older women, at the end she asked if I needed a lift anywhere, I said no, I was catching the train home, she said she would give me a lift to the station, I said no, it was only a block away, literally, I could see it from where we were standing. But she insisted, persistently, so she give me a lift to the station. I hopped in the car with this woman, she was tall, relatively skinny and had blonde hair. The train station came and went and she hadn’t dropped me off, “where are you going” she said she forgot, and would take me to the next one, but 10 minutes later, still no train station, “where are you going” she started kind of making some sort of weird excuse about the train lines, and how they join or something. She was not making any sense at all, and I was squirming in my seat, not that I felt threatened by her, it was just very odd . I think she ended up driving about 15km before she let me out at a train station, finally - but of course it was a station that was NOT on my train line, so I had to wait for the next train back to the city, then change platforms, and catch my train line back home. And it was about 9pm at night by this point. I’m not sure what her tactic was, and why she would want to drive me that whole way in the car with her, and then make sure I was at the wrong train line, what a rigmarole. I mean what possibly was her motive to do that? She did have blonde hair, so maybe she was just completely stupid?? What a loser. But I suspect she had an ulterior motive, which I was not aware of, and still am not aware of it today. But someone like that is bound to have an ‘inbalance’ in her head, due to poor nutrition growing up. Total weird female behaviour that is not quite normal. I’m just writing about it - too bad I didn’t get her name, I would love to have her name and photo so I can put it up here with the story. – See, this is what I’m talking about; get the names and photos of everyone you encounter, everyone. I hope that woman gets her comeuppance. Btw, I started doing some yoga 20 or so years later to help with back pain and muscles stretching, and every time I do it, I notice I start this incessant yawning!! – Too hard Too hard! Yes, exercising is now a bitch too! Now, about when I mentioned older women do not like younger ones, later on in my life, I found this also to be true, for instance I moved into a neighbourhood where there are a lot of elderly people, and me approaching my 50s, was still the youngest in the group (this happens a lot with me, I’m always the youngest, no matter how old I get, I’m still the youngest!) anyway these particular women always wanted to sit down and have tea parties with the street. After a couple of times, I realised it would be in my best interest, if I did not attend these tea parties. I can’t quite explain it, but I guess it would have to do with feeling used - using me to make themselves feel better. I figure I just have better things to do with my time then to give myself to them. Its high time I threw that female chitchat social norm out! Quite frankly, I perceive anyone whose got nothing better to do than just want to stand around and chitchat, as total lazy slackers, and not the kind of people that I would want in my life. I mentioned just above that I was shy, just another little quick story, when I was doing my fashion course at Hornsby, at the end of the year we put on a big fashion parade, we all had to model our own designs. And one of the girls, I didn’t really know her too well, but she was quite nice, and I do recall her name, Chiquita, quite unusual compared to where I was from, where most girls names were Kate, Sarah or Emma… Anyway, before we went on stage, she bought me a drink, and said I probably would need it! She must’ve thought I was too shy and nervous to take to the stage!! I thought it was quite funny, and since I didn’t really drink, (actually, I can’t remember if had it or not! Little did she know that I had done quite a few fashion parades by then, and was well familiar with the whole routine - it was simple girl fun, nothing to be nervous about! Still makes me laugh lol. Saboteurs are big in my life, at every turn they try to make me ‘lose’ (heaps of them work for Telstra too, they have caused many major problems in my life, they suck - I mean, I sum up what they do in 1 sentence, but the monumental problems that are caused from this communication bad behaviour is 100 essays worth, for example -they put my phone calls through to people I did not call, they have dogs who perv on me somehow, they call whoever I am going to call in advance just before I do, and manipulate them somehow, or they let the phone ring out or say “service not connected” when I know it is, like when I called Woollies that time (people they cannot manipulate). They send me text messages when I go in to town asking me if I want any help. They are the biggest perverts ever, worse than bimbo receptionists. Pure stupid dog behaviour -they’re fucked -fuck off you stupid little girls who are unhappily married, and so try to control me. Btw, their problem would be one of a sexual nature, maybe depraved or something? I’m no expert, but sex has something to do with it. I suspect they steal from me to, by passive aggressive ways, like putting lights on my car dash so I have to have service, then overcharging me at service to fix the lights, when there was really nothing wrong with my car electrics in the first place – incahoots, they are really guilty bullies. You know, I am outraged by cowards - if you’ve got something to say, leave a voice message or come and speak with me, if you can’t be bothered to do that, or are too cowardly, then just bugger off. So, but this has reduced since I now wear a bodycam everywhere, I go, I literally have to wear a camera EVERYWHERE I go (what is wrong with this country, the older I get the more fucked I realize Australia is) – but I avoid walking down the street, there is just too much harassment (from shop people too, still). And they are more passive now, and play the “RobinHood” Game – stealing for their friends by overcharging me. Aswell, I have to have cameras set up hidden in my house whenever I have leave it, so no Bunnings or Harvey Norman staff steal anything. DOGS (they turn off the power, so cctv is pretty much useless, but there are new technologies now for those old thieves.) I have women that follow me around and are obsessed with me, I call it the Little Girl Problem. Their main aim is to sabotage everything, like manipulate the situation to make me look bad and get me kicked out – I mean kicked out of my house/ community groups, kicked out of Facebook, Rav, eBay, you name it, whatever they can do to sabotage my daily life they will try and do it – they have an unhealthy obsession and they steal, and it has been going on for 20 years, going back to NEGS girls. (Not as bad at new location in QLD, but I will give you 2 examples of what they are like: on my About page, there is the story of the women who stopped by the roadside when she saw me planting trees, then later stole them – I mention on the photo exactly what I thought about her. Well just at that time I was contacted by the Tax dep, and I was audited, now then at that time, I was unemployed, so audited whilst not even bringing in an income! So, I filled out their forms (it does state if you earn less than xx amount you DO NOT have to lodge, - so I told them that again, reminded the tax people of their rule) they got back to me and said, they actually owed me money due to 11yrs prior I forgot to lodge when I was working and paying tax, so they sent me a check. So, when people set off ‘to get me’ like a cat chasing a mouse, -they end up sending ME a check! (Be warned, I have a lot of people trying to “get me”, fuck off, that includes all musicians too). Anyway, I personally believe it was that evil thieving bitch who stole my trees, who contacted the tax department, to try and “get me”, the bitch thief manipulated them. {Actually, that Tax Audit, happened when I was living at Tulcumbah, and the person I was paying rent to, I’m pretty sure, wasn’t declaring it to the taxman, so I’m not sure if that’s related, and they decided to target me instead of actually my landlord - which is who they should’ve been targeting. Or whether that woman who stole my trees on the Keepit rd at Tulcumbah, is friends with Brett Knapman, which is probably more likely, because Brett knapman is very opposed to trees - he is a farmer and a firefighter, and hates trees, go figure , idiot killing the planet} This has happened again too in QLD before I was banned from Facebook, I was on a forum talking and describing my garden (well boasting about my beautiful garden!) and the next thing you know, I was audited by human services, - this again would have been brought about by women on Facebook wanting to “get me” – of course it did not work, I do not steal from anyone or lie about my income to Centrelink or the tax department, just jealous women always trying to “get me”. (Unlike the drunken couch housewives on Facebook, I do not drink, (or really ever go out / eat out, nor have hungry mouths to feed) so I have money to spend on my garden and beautiful flowers– this really annoys them, such sinful jealousy .) And see how they leave the actual guilty rich people alone, and they only target people single women who don’t have much money anyway - this country has some truly dysfunctional people in it. Now that I think about this, I am fairly certain it has happened twice before aswell (?) I think Centrelink may now have a red flag next to my name stating “ this girl gets picked on by the community, she is not screwing us out of money, no need to do another audit” ! I do find it kind of ironic how most women have no idea how really stupid they are. If you are reading this and are woman: YOU have no idea how stupid you are. To further add to that, about people assuming I am a tax avoider, or pretend disability person, etc. I’ll give you another example; I invariably have to talk to my uncle because he is a great reference, as a renter, unfortunately you need numerous references, they are the bane of older adult life, when I was young, I did not need any reference at all, although I did have some, but I always got the rental and the job anyway! (Now there just seems to be QLD nazi rental bimbos) But anyway, my uncle is a retired magistrate, so he actually gives me a lot of credibility, as a single woman, I find I often do not have credibility. At one point I was having landlord problems and I was speaking to Chris, my uncle about it and immediately he jumped to conclusion, and implied that it must be my fault, and what have I done, and in fact the whole time we were talking, he really made quite a few suggestions of this nature. Quite offensively so, as typical of well basically anyone. But because we had to continually communicate, because he was helping me with this legal matter, it took me about 4 weeks of communicating via phone and via email, for him to fully understand, and it definitely wasn’t my fault at all, and it was most definitely the other persons fault 100% so! I did of course have to provide him with all of the evidence, like emails, - just as the same as I would provide the court, I provided him, before he believed me, it was only luck I had written proof. So, once he saw, NOT MY FAULT, he could easily help me write my Response, and the case was dismissed at the Bundaberg Court on Court Day. So, this is an example that I have to constantly battle, my whole adult life as a single female. Everybody assumes I’m to blame for any problem, I must be the criminal thief! I must be a drunk! I must be on drugs! And it’s always the other way around. ALLWAYS. It was the same when I was incarcerated against my will by the Bundaberg Mental Health greedy people, when I asked my uncle to phone and vouch for me. I’m pretty sure he assumed that if I was there, well then, I must be crazy. Back then, I could not put the time in, that it would take to prove to my uncle that indeed I was being victimised badly by the Bundaberg police, and mental health nurses and authorities - and basic bullies of society in Bundaberg. There is I think 1500km between my uncle and I, he has a life and a family, and I have my own life up here in Queensland. This situation, is another factor that has prompted me to write my blog, so people can truly see exactly what’s going on, and that in fact, I am not crazy, just single, and victimised because of this fact - mainly in the form of theft, but also by female nazi try hard wannabe bimbos in the form of verbal harassment. Also, I asked myself what is it about me that invokes all those people to “try and get me”, and I realized its mostly about other people wanting to be the hero; and to get rid of all the so called ‘badies’ – they are desperate for ‘badies’. But also its related to the girls who want to be able to discredit me as ‘crazy’ – as the attitude of “every one is out to get me” is considered a mental health issue, regardless of whether it is true or not. If you say that statement to a mental health worker, they would automatically not believe it as true, but something you have imagined IDIOTS. Plus if you are labelled with a mental illness, you certainly have no credibility anymore, and add further to that - this is kind of an understatement. Other people won’t want to be around you at all, let alone give you a job. It is total sabotage, and a discrediting, vindictive spiteful act to do. Just because I know all the dirty little secrets. And, Sharon Morgan is going to burn in hell. Staff at Hornsby MacDonald’s served up juice that had been urinated in. FightClub CopyCats HUGE problem. Actually, with that particular incident, Fight Club hadn’t come out yet. That problem was because of these idiots that hang out in gangs at McDonald’s, and they were walking into Maccas, a big group of them were walking in, and I drove past them (normally, actually there was a speed bump right there, so extra slowly) but, in my ‘black’ car with my ‘black’ hair, and I didn’t say hello or smile at them or wave at them in anyway, as I normally drive around; I didn’t know those people. I was just going to McDonald’s to get something to eat, and happen to pass a gang of young people. And those gang of ‘total idiots’, saw this woman in a ‘black’ car with my ‘black’ hair, and assumed that I must be the devil, and it was them that urinated in my orange juice, and fuck them, and I hope those Hornsby fucking idiots all get cancer and die. Stupid Stupid, honestly, it does not get much more stupid than that. (Those ones were probably the idiots who followed me at the Mt Anan botanical garden? And spat in my food, so I got sick – COMPLETE STRANGERS WHO HAVE NO LIFE and are scared of black) And blonde bimbo, pay attention here, this is an area of MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES IN YOUNG PEOPLE, this is another area that you could target alongside ‘stealing from people they don’t know’. Get into those schools and fix these little idiots. Why should I have a ‘ruined’ life, because of their stupidity? DO SOMETHING, stop picking on innocent mice types, and do something about those garbage people. (Btw, this was in the 90s before black cars were around {can you believe it} and I believe someone in the government was paying attention, and so put out a whole fleet of government black cars, in the hopes to acclimatise people to the colour black!) fuck, humans are stupid! Some clever people go about tackling racism on telly: they will bombard you with so many black people that you’re no longer be intimidated or scared or threatened by a black person. Same thing: people/cars!! lol Sushi sheets that taste like dogdo, Olive oil made from anything but olives, Over Salted butter (Because salt is cheaper than diary), Milk with all cream removed…the list of ‘costcutted’ foods goes on and on. Greed is fuelling the supermarkets. I took my car to JT Fossey Cars & Trucks in Tamworth, NSW for service – the mechanics cut my fuel line, placed a filter on it, so that when started, a portion of the fuel fumes was directed inside the car – stinking it up with fuel fumes – Seriously. (Still charged me full price, later I took it elsewhere to be fixed, I think they thought it would be funny - stupid idiots, they need to be sued, cocky stupid arrogant pricks – I am not interested – deal with it you little shit). Another time (see I had to take my car there because it was new, and you have to have specific services done by the specific manufacturer - because they charge a fortune) When I picked it up at the end of the day, he said he couldn’t fix the lights, (I am pretty sure they were not broken in the first place) so it was just after dark, and I had to drive home all the way to the farm, past Gunnedah, with no lights, how could they possibly think that was acceptable? In fact, I don’t even think it’s legal, and I am 100% sure he broke the lights specifically so I would not be able to see going home. On the highway to Gunnedah, I managed to just sit behind another car, obviously, they had their lights on, so I made it home no problems. (Btw, I’m still not sure if the person driving the car in front of me knew that I was there tail gating them, my car was black?) As I was coming home there was, what I thought, a bright star really low in the sky, burning super bright, it was so low, extremely low over my neighbours farm. Back then satellites weren’t really a thing, and I’m wondering what an earth it was, it was really to low and bright to be a star, possibly a satellite? I thought how could that possibly be a satellite, why would they put a satellite over my neighbour’s house like that. Then I thought it must be a star. No yes no yes, I couldn’t possibly conceive that it would be a satellite. But in retrospect, I can see it was definitely a satellite! Yeah – no, I still don’t know, maybe that neighbour somehow hoisted up a big light to show me the way!! This socially retarded behaviour by young male mechanics, doesn’t come down to a lack of disrespect on my part, (quite frankly) I’m getting tired of people telling me this kind of thing, is my fault. Fuck off, no it’s not - it comes down to arrogant men who get pissed off because I’M NOT INTERESTED in them, and so this is what they do, to retaliate, big head idiots - YOU’RE NOT GOD’S GIFT TO WOMEN YOU LITTLE SHITS. (I had to find an old man mechanic) Supermarket checkout chicks ripping you off at checkout - check your receipts over 12 months, you will see what I mean. (Big Hardware place does it too). Or maybe it’s just me they overcharge…. A lot of employers will not pay young people superannuation if they think they can get away with it, as a young person may not know their entitlements, they might not even get paid in full. (Female employers are the worst offenders) and what is wrong with secondary education – all that kind of thing should be taught in yr10, stuff about Super, Holiday pay, minimum wage, overtime. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS INFORMATION IS NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOLS I CAN’T BELEIVE IT. Not to mention a fashion designer I once worked for briefly, she refused to pay my final 4 days in work there, and then later denied I had worked there at all, this was designer Jodie Boffa, an exclusive fashion boutique in Sydney’s Paddington (this was some years, ago, not sure if she is still there, and of course social media was not around) It is my experience that the so called ‘well respected’ members of the community are often the scummiest. There is a café in Paddington, Sydney that needs to be blown up. It was placed there solely to see young women trip over the wonky pavement across the road before entering a boutique, for purposes of humiliation. Deliberate humiliation. FUCK YOU fuck off you predatory bullies. {There’s also a restaurant, I think it’s on Oxford Street, sooo long ago, that has a huge window in the ladies bathroom; at night you can’t see what’s out there - it’s disgusting and not private.} Women; wake up, you know, the fairy-tale “Sleeping Beauty” is based fully on real women who walk through their life half asleep. Don’t let other more strong-willed women persuade your mind (and some men too), don’t be one of those women who thinks she wins if only she can get you to change your mind about anything and every single bloody thing (That’s what STUPID women do, along with being a bitch to other women but in a sweet passive voice, so it is often not clear that they are being aggressive. I am outraged by STUPID women). (Thankyou to all the really smart women who have since been in touch!) So, a theory has been presented to me why blondes are completely stupid- turns out it’s not about the blonde hair, it’s about the big boobs. Young girls with big boobs are raped by their fathers- in the metaphysical world, at night when they are asleep (real). They grow up not wanting to remember, because it’s so repulsive, it makes them stupid. (Btw my dad, never raped anyone in this world or the metaphysical world) I know of men who do, there was one at Builyan, my next-door neighbour, he also could influence girls, and manipulate them by putting ideas into their heads, without being present. He was most disrespectful single man, and he is one of many. If you can’t get within 10 feet of a girl during waking hours, then the same applies when she’s asleep. (Who exactly sent me that house – just so wrong, and it was the only option I had – the only house available in the whole of Queensland, if that person is real, boy they need a slap in the head. And SEE how I didn’t have any control in the situation, and it didn’t work out. I had a plan before, it was perfect, and working out fine, but someone threw it out the window on my behalf, out of pure jealousy. They did not throw my plan out “ all for the best” - things didn’t work out for the better. This has been a common theme in my life, other people’s plans for me DO NOT WORK OUT. If David and Brenda had of been truthful with me, perhaps if I had of known I would have to move out in 2018, then I could’ve spent that whole time planning and thinking what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go. But NO, David and Brenda were only thinking about my rent money - they felt if they told me the truth, then suddenly I might up and leave, and they wouldn’t get any more rent, and they would not have put anybody else in that house. They wanted that rent income coming in until the property sold. Greed fuelled dishonesty. So, this was their fear, and their fear cost me. Time and time again I see this. How people lie and omit the truth; if you see an opportunity to say exactly what your plan is, in a truthful way, you should take it, and relish it, because this will enable your plan to come true, it is this very fact, in fact, that helps you fulfill your will. You are not doing yourself any favours by lying. Anyway, I stray again, so, WAKE up, don’t be afraid, this is not a crazy thing. Pay attention, be aware. I believe Beethoven was most famous for his rape song, Moonlight sonata, the first part of this puts women to sleep, the second part is about what Beethoven will do to the woman by passionately ravishing her. I love the Internet - it is another example where I can see the hand of God fighting the bullies. Thankyou Tim Berners-Lee and all those guys before him that helped the formation of the web. I believe, aside from obvious information and communication issues, there were a number of IT people who created it for people of all walks to have a “voice”. Some of those IT people were targeted when they were at school, by bullies, they were victims, and ashamed, and angry. So, they saw the Internet as a way to stand strong. It certainly has been true for me, it gives people who don’t have a voice, a platform to say what they have to say. So, this was very true in the beginning of the internet, but a lot of the internet, pretty much has been taken over by the powers that be, now. They have figured out how to oppress online now. I’m a perfect example of this, as have been banned from many social media websites. So, for the first few years it worked. Brilliant. Pay Attention, be aware: There are highly contagious viruses at Nursing Homes, Hospitals and Child Day Care Centres, -Including occupational ‘asthma’ and the very serious Glandular Fever or some such virus (?), which I personally believe leads to inflammation of the brain - memory loss - Alzheimer’s/Dementia. Not to mention pneumonia – this virus is a silent killer, once you get it, that’s it, you have it for life, and your body’s immune has a constant fight on its hand – weakening you. I also believe this is why there are so many dementia cases now, - so called health professionals encouraging this virus amongst the population (80% apparently carry the pneumonia virus) in order to build up an immune, and different DNA reacts differently to it, I recall my mother getting this virus or some such virus at the Alkira nursing home, way before she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s at age 48. (Signs showing of memory loss, years before diagnosis, but after she got that virus) - I have a very clear specific memory of when my mum got sick that time, because she didn’t usually get sick ever, infact the only time I’ve seen her sick was when she had gallstones, many years before (which I believe was from drinking bore water out on the farm, plus all the spinach she ate – she went through a whole spinach phase, spinach pies….). She was a total ‘health nut’ as I deemed her, she ate very healthily, and exercised daily (I believe this is why she lasted so long after diagnosis, 12 yrs. If only she knew, she could have treated herself to all those sweets, in fact she could’ve completely thrown caution to the wind, no need for a lean balanced meal consisting of meat and 3 veggies, every day, at all - bring on creamy beef stroganoff, creamy fettuccine, fatty beef roasts, creamy Au Gratin potatoes, chocolate mud cake, chocolate cheesecake, chocolate mousse…...pork crackling! Anyway, that day, she was wearing a cowl around her neck, and I said to her in my severe condemning voice (no sickness in my family thankyou) “what are you wearing that for” and she looked directly at me and she said I have this thing, holding her throat. I kind of shrugged it off at the time, but I know now exactly what she had, because ,when I got sick at the nursing home, the same thing happened to me, I now own at least 10 cowls, it seems to be one of the side-effects, you get a really sore neck and throat when it’s cold) After I (was forced by Centrelink Nazi bimbos under their total scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ program - forced me to sign a paper saying if I got sick I wouldn’t sue them, -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs (total cunts who work at Centrelink – btw, someone suggested to me that it was only the staff from Centrelink who worked at Gunnedah, who are like this, but I possibly would not agree with that, as my experience at Parramatta, aswell as once in Melbourne, and one time on the Central Coast - all disgusting, females in charge. And one time, the female staff in Gunnedah, went and got a whole bunch of male thug types, to chastise a group of unemployed women, as a part of their so-called ‘activities’ for Centrelink. – Truly, you just can’t believe how disgusting these female animals are.) I know I am repeating myself here, but as you can tell, I was, and still am very angry about now being sickly. And this is exactly the type of evil thing that happens, when some woman (Centrelink) who is not listening, and is trying to control another woman, and who is squashing her ‘will’ – squashing my will. At the same nursing home where mom would visit, Alkira, (possibly evil, there, I recommend closing), I got sick, (age 34), and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever (?). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus. {note, India is becoming more and more westernized now as greedy pharmaceuticals realize the potential of a multi-billion person market. } It is not normal to get sick every winter – this needs to be addressed. In my opinion this virus should be the number 1 priority by scientists to be eradicated. – {oh, here we are now in 2020, and I believe something is being attempted to do something about it, covid19, YAH} (Oh, and some vitamin / mineral supplements cause cancer, I believe my dad’s pancreatic cancer was caused from a $400 bottle of nutrient solution -it’s like fertilizer (wrongly fertilize your plants, they keel over and die, same thing)- who sold him those $400 bottles?? $400 – EVIL PEOPLE OVERCHARGE LIKE THAT) later, a birdy informed me, those bottles were given to him deliberate. Save the planet, stop breeding like rabbits, seriously. (Mothers with only one child make the best mothers. If you can’t afford to feed your child you should not have had kids and thus are stupid. (Thieving bloody single mothers, I have had it up to here and beyond with you) I firmly believe no woman can physically handle more than 2 anyway, there is not enough hours in the day to tackle ALL a child’s physical and emotional needs, aswell as guide, teach, care and feed, it is only ego that drives people to have more than 2. So, stop it for the good of the planet, and the good of a balanced child . Really, I try not to ‘boss’ people around and tell them what to do, – but this is just so obvious, and hardly any mothers know it. BTW I would never chastise a mother being a single mother or for having more than 2 kids. They have made their choice, they have to live with it, their life will be hard enough. The point of this paragraph is to say to women, your life would make much more sense and be much easier, if you choose not to have any or no more than 2. Plus didn’t have kids without a supporting partner. Choose how to live. I suggested to Coles supermarket that they ought to be offering meat discounts for those women who don’t have kids – a just reward for saving the planet. My cat died from spot on flea treatment (Mast Cell Tumours) CANCER according to $400 biopsy and coward vet. Dentists will tell you all sorts of problems you have to get your money. (Same with Vets, Mechanics….) of course not all – they really need to put CCTVs on the ceiling at dentists to monitor work. And since I put this up, I have noticed mechanics - young boys, now overcharge bigtime - they stupid. Related to Telstra. Doctors are perverts (a child needs to be accompanied by both parents at Dr visit) -actually I would further say a child needs to be accompanied by at least 1 parent at all times, a parent who pays attention. (Including in the classroom, if you child is of slight frame and shy, he/she will be victimized by the teacher). Teachers get off humiliating kids (Debbie Croft, Tydd, Hill, Gunnedah NSW - they used to have staff meetings to come up with ways to humiliate me specifically) I honestly don’t know how teachers and some parents can get things so wrong in this day and age of information and education. (Public schools JUST SAY NO) YOU CAN’T USE ME FOR YOUR PERSONAL POWER TRIPPING YOU twits. I am beginning to think Gunnedah has a problem, especially amongst the rich, that try to ‘outwill’ one another – a game. I have been attacked by dogs 5 times in my life (only 5 times by the canine species - countless other times by the human variety of DOG). I will describe one here. I ventured over to my country neighbours farm by horseback one day, about a horse – they knew who I was, I had been there a week or so before with my other neighbour discussing horses and kittens. I jumped down off my horse and walked the 4 or 5m under the patio to the back door, in that time, their dog was there and looking like it would attack, I called out to see if anyone was home, then the dog did attack. I screamed bloody Mary, and it released itself and ran away (I am a slight person (was), but I have a scream like you would not believe), but then I heard a voice, the owner, Mrs Finlay was just sitting at the open window literally 1m away from me, she would have seen the whole thing unfurl from the moment I jumped off my horse, yet she did not call her dog off. That woman is plain evil and she does not deserve to live. Must add for all the bimbos who read that, then accused me of being evil, the kind of evil that only a dog can see! NO, those 5 dogs were not a good judge of character. THEY JUST HAVE EVIL BITCH OWNERS. Otherway around. 11. Centrelink Nazis (This contains strong emotional language; if you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen) (This is exact same as Centrelink Nazi story, a repeat for point of emphasis) I can’t begin to explain the monumental problems I’ve had when going to Centrelink. The girls that work there are the most revolting creatures I’ve ever encountered, worse than the electric companies and worse than the female staff at Melbourne hospital, so pretty bad. I’m sure I have enough dirt on Centrelink that I could close the whole thing down! I mean that bad. From stalking me, following me home, to excessive wait times (5hrs once, all day). One time I received a letter from Centrelink which was so revolting in his bullish, condescending and powertripping gestapo nazi way, that I was determined to go there the next day and demand to know who wrote it. It was on my desk ready, only when I went get it - it was gone. Someone had actually broken into my house and taken this incriminating evidence that was sent to me (the girl later at Centrelink told me it was an automated letter– as if. Lying cunts). If somebody went and got a bomb, then dropped one on ALL of the Centrelink offices across Australia; I shall be laughing and singing; hooray hooray the witch is dead. The people that work at Centrelink need to be shot. They have no idea how to behave socially how to be respectful and how to do their job. Now, I always have my camera recording, this has made a HUGE difference, my life is somewhat bearable now. Infact one of the biggest area where body cams, and taking photos of people, naming and shaming them online, has been the most helpful and effective, has been dealing with Centrelink. Centrelink are such dodgy lying power tripping female cunts. It is beyond comprehension how they can live with themselves. They must be feeling soo guilty by now. But getting their photo and their names and preferably recording all interactions, is really an absolute necessity - they are absolute cunts and honestly, they need to be held accountable, because they have gotten away with basically murder. Also, that day when I was at Parramatta, my passport was stolen, and at around that same time, my birth certificate was stolen out of my flat. So that was 1994, first items that were stolen. (Reported to police, they can’t do anything). I suspect those thefts were related to the types of people I was forcefully encounted with, at Parramatta Centrelink, due to having to wait there for 5 hours. Back then (1995) Centrelink offices were packed, for some reason the staff liked to keep all the unemployed together waiting in lines – total time wasters, infact that seemed to be their main aim, to waste low incomes people’s time. CONDASCENDING CUNTS {I am not excluding the staff from the passport/birth certificate theft, infact more likely to be them. DOG NETWORK who wrought the system}. One time I went there, parked in their carpark out front, (Gunnedah one) while I was in there, someone tampered with my car, so when I returned, it did not start, and those nasty bitches at the counter, refused to allow me to use their phone to call the mechanic or a lift. FUCK I HATE THEM; they seriously need to be shot, especially the ones from Gunnedah in the early 2000’s, {but I have had Australia wide problems at different Centrelink locations since the 90’s. They are all cunts. The people who stalk me constantly are related to Centrelink offices, somehow. Actually, that office moved from its original building OPPOSITE THE POLICE STATION, to this other strange place with a small 3 car park in front of it. I think that is the reason why they moved! so they could fuck up anyone who has a car?? (they did not want the police to see them tampering with my car). I mean, those people at that Centrelink, could be possibly the reason that today, years later, some little stupid bitch, puts water in my fuel tank when I park at IGA. Unbelievable stupidity on behalf of the little people who work for Centrelink. Non thinking government workers. I'm entitled to WHAT I'm entitled to - deal with it you stupid little 3rd born retards. I have very clear memories of the staff at that Gunnedah Centrelink, and it is without question that those staff were pure evil and definitely responsible for the tyrannical Nazi harassment, they should be locked up with the key thrown away. But this was one of those situations, I believe that was addressed after a complaint to local MP, as they moved office again, and got new staff. But I assume that the evilness was not addressed (no incarceration with the key thrown away) which is why I still have problems from them? Seriously, you have to take action with these people, you can't just turn a blind eye. And I want to quickly mention here the total scam Work for The Dole- this is slave labour, there are no ifs and buts about it. If you think it’s your place to tell somebody else what to do with their life, you’re delusional, DELUSIONAL, D-E-L-U-S-I-O-N-A-L. It is not up to you to decide what somebody else does with their life, get a grip you stupid little girl control freak bimbos. (THEY FORCED ME TO SIGN A FORM STATING IF I GOT SICK I WOULD NOT SUE – -guilty as all hell - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs – that was their sole intention, to get me sick. There was someone stalking me when I lived at Tulcumbah, she was the main one who wanted me to get sick. I do not know who that blonde bimbo was, but I suspect she worked for a politician?? And was the same one who refused my aus study when I was 18. (Those women at Centrelink ought to be extinguished, seriously, total nazis). At the same nursing home (age 34), I got sick, and I have been a changed sickly person ever since, whole upper body and memory weakened especially with the onset of cold weather (I’m talking total flip out when I get cold, i.e. before virus; 1 doona, after virus; 4 doonas). I noticed in the first week a change in my memory, my memory had gone out the window within one week of getting sick from glandular fever I think it was that, it may have also been Epstein virus at same time? Or Pneumonia? Or all 3 -because of the ongoing side-effects from this virus, many years later, I was advised by some smarty-pants, that it's pneumonia. (Some non thinking workers let their kids roam-free there, so playground virus’s too). Why is there no correlation between dementia and viruses? – Btw, the virus does not survive in high temperature climates (In India, it is not the turmeric)– move to Darwin if you have never caught a virus and Dementia or Alzheimer’s runs in your family. I am pretty sure in winter here I can literally feel my head shrinking, and certainly my thinking is slowed in cold temperatures. Oh, one person who had MS, also believes like me, it is triggered from a virus. And Asma/allergies in kids is caused by virus (although pesticides are proving to be a big contender in that blame game). Looking back at this instant, and a few others when I have been sick, I can see the correlation between being treated disrespectfully, and getting sick. One seems to go hand-in-hand with the other. I wrote a whole story about it, somewhere on this blog. BTW, I have just discovered that if you’re on unemployment benefits and that if you have a baby- they will put you on a pension for 7 years, this is an automatic thing, which means that you won’t have to do any reporting. This is why there are so many bastards and stupid bitches that steal from me, because what woman wouldn’t want to put an end to the bullying stalking and harassment that goes on at Centrelink? - and they can do it just by having a baby. So aside from primary school teachers it is Centrelink who perpetuates evil in this world. The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was 18 and entitled, yes, entitled, that’s what we do in this country, to encourage thinkers, because they had heard (there’s that Dog Network again), that I had gone to private school, so assumed that I must be rich, and not entitled to aus study - PATHETIC, how naïve are those stupid bimbo girls that work there. 3/4 of the parents that send their kids to private school, are battlers - the main reason they are sending their kids there is ‘education’ Education is a priority - they pinch and string together their weekly budget so they can send their kids to good schools (everyone’s heard the tales of what goes on in the classrooms of public schools). But those parents are from the same community, work in the same sectors, as those who have kids in public schools, the only difference is ‘education’ is the priority. Obviously, there are some very wealthy kids aswell (this is a democratic country after all, well, meant to be). Anyway when someone is of age – 18, they are entitled to Aus study, regardless of what their parents income is. So I hate to say it, but this is discrimination; prejudice and bias against those, who people think have money -and not necessarily do. A case of rumour has it. Stupid female Centrelink staff. Because, my parents DID NOT have a huge income anyway, Dad worked for the dep of Ag, and mum did not work – I would have been eligible to receive Austudy, but the stupid dog at the counter even refused (she was such a bitch) to give me a form to fill out and apply. So centerlink records show NO REJECTION. Now, at that time, I told my flatmate that Centrelink refused to give it to me, and she would have told her friend (the call girl/David Jones make up girl, plus those 3 guys who hung around – so I believe, all those people suddenly thought I was super rich, as I could not get Austudy, and were involved in the burglary we had at that time, and possibly all the thefts from me – SUCH FUCKING STUPIDIDTY, FROM NOT ONLY CENTELRINK BUT my supposed friends – not that I classify those people as my friends (they are obvious scum thieves), but they were in my life back when I was 19, for a brief 6mnths or so. These thefts have ruined my life. I cannot do anything because of it – such irony, it is Centrelink who has prevented me from working. SURROUNDED BY MORONS. They need to be sued over this - but do you think any Australian lawyer will step forward - as if; those hopeless whipped cowards. And by the way, and this next part was deleted, I have had to rewrite it here again; my friend at Tafe, in the 2-year Associate Diploma fashion course, was from Hong Kong, her parents owned a prominent jewellery business in Hong Kong city. Her father and brother lived there still and worked it. Her mother and she had moved to Australia for the point of study, and were living in their own home in Ryde. She received Oz study. And I was not allowed Austudy, even though her family were quite wealthy, certainly wealthier than mine. Obviously that same stupid Centrelink staff who said no to me, saw my friend was Chinese and said ‘yes, you must be poor’ – you can get it. Stupid. The Australian government and Centrelink are an abomination. Burn in hell female bimbo Centrelink dogs. {The problems I mentioned here, don't any anywhere near cover the amount of other problems that I haven't even written about. I can assure you, my accusations are justified.} You can see from the very beginning of my adult life, nothing ever just worked out. And if you read all my blog, you will clearly see it gets much worse. I really hope by ranting and raving about this, it’s made a difference and that some girl who’s just like me with working class parents, who turns up Centrelink at 18, doesn’t get refused, so from the very beginning, she can have a good start to her adult working life. (I have heard, it has, there have been changes, whether thast is true?) Btw – they are still paying for their mistake. Side bar, this assumption of wealth, is also related to people getting overcharged electricity each quarter, same thing, with people (bimbo women) assuming a certain family is wealthy, and so overcharging them. Basically, it is 2 factors that are the bane of my life, and its Centrelink, and the thieves, which for all I know could be the same people. You know Centrelink - you really should not be having this much impact on my life - it is not YOUR LIFE. I would like to add as another little side bar here, because it’s not just girls from Centrelink, some of my friends assumed that my father must’ve been paying for me when I was living in Sydney, and the only thing my father paid for, was when I was studying for 2yrs, was my rent and a $20 per week allowance for food and Course supplies, (plus a new bed, a Futon, which I still have, and love.) Like I mentioned, I wasn’t able to get the badly needed Austudy. (I starved those 2 yrs). After I finished the 2yr Diploma course, I was on my own, no more rent money from dad, I stayed with my aunt for a couple of months, then lucky I got a job and found a unit – with my aunts help. I am guessing she did not want a hungry starved 20yr old hanging around! Although for my birthday that year, in October for my 21st, I requested Dad purchase me an aquarium for my unit at Pendle Hill, which he did! (Probably should’ve asked him for a washing machine, but you know, young girls….) And a couple of years later I asked him if he would go guarantor for my car loan through Nissan finance, which he agreed to, so he didn’t have to pay for anything, but he just had to state for the record if I was unable to make payments he would cover the loan - but of course he did not have to do that, I am a responsible person and always pay my own debts. (Although Nissan finance and CBA totally screwed me with interest rate). Ended up paying $26000 for a $13000 car. Some people have since compared my situation to the phrase “teaching someone to swim by throwing them in the deep end”. Then 30yrs later after both my parents had died, I inherited money from the sale of Dads house in Gunnedah, minus a few depts and fees, then divided by 4 (4 kids). I then just sat back and watched everyone steal it from me anyway, - you know there’s nothing I can do when people are overcharging me. And later if I needed to sell something, buyers would only pay like $2 for a $1000 object. Where were all these 2nd hand items when I needed to make purchases? – I frequently had to buy a brand-new. (Except at the Gunnedah Tip Shop – thankyou thankyou) but really, life is a series of years of being totally screwed. Fuck you all. You know that expression “save the women and children” – well, not me, they are the worst! Maybe it’s just been my life where nothing ever works out, I’m not sure. It worked out for my parents, except they both died young (I personally believe they died young because they liked to think of everyone in society as “good”, they refused to believe about evil wicked ways of people – they just wanted to be ‘positive’ all the time). This is ultimately NOT HEALTHY. I’m writing about it in the hopes to make people aware of the problems vulnerable people go through. BTW, I want to mention, the fact I went away to school, also stopped me from getting a job in the local community, at the Coop, they gave preference to candidates from the local High School - that business went broke a few years later. Private / Public, it’s a definite ‘thing’. As far as I was concerned, I went to school, and I was punished for going to school. I just thought of something that worked out - when I moved to Rangari, that first year I planted dozens of trees / shrubs / fruit trees/veges, and that year and the following year, we had massive floods all throughout Australia and basically, I didn’t have to water any of my plants for that couple of years, which was absolutely brilliant, and a total godsend - it was like I was meant to be there, and I was finally on track in life. Unfortunately, 10 yrs later, once again in my life, an interfering bully ruins my life - the property sold, and straight away I was asked to leave. Life snatched away. Money snatched away. Good health and food snatched away. My hometown snatched away. I was ‘Cast out’ of my life. This country is run by bullies and is just full of bullies. I’ve done a lot of complaining about certain situations to Centrelink, occasionally I feel my complaints are addressed, but not if I complain to centerlink – they just ignore me. But my complaints to my local mp, gets addressed: they did change the reporting format -instead of going to Centrelink now, jobseekers are made to go to jobs providers, but still the whole process is a power tripping exercise for employees of Centrelink, it is run by women who know how to wrought the system, on one occasion I had my $800 bonus stolen from them. {Incidentally since everybody else in Australia received that bonus of $800, including dad - dad purchased a $800 new LED big screen TV with it. And it wasn’t shortly after that, when he died, and I inherited his big $800 TV. I thought how ironic, the government trying to screw me out of the $800, and ended up with it anyway! But, it was a few years later, when I was relocating, yet again, and the TV was out on the Veranda for a couple of weeks, until I found a good spot for it, and in that couple of weeks somebody vandalised and broke it. I suspect it has something to do with jealousy, because it was a huge TV, and here I was, very poor, yet I had this big TV, it incensed somebody enough to literally break it.} Someone later told me, it was not Centrelink who stole the $800, but the bank, CBA; just did not put it in my account, and that’s why Bonus’s now, are given in the form of electricity rebates. Hoorays for labour. It is my experience that unemployed people are not the threat to this country by any means, it is the well-connected, well-paid bully staff there that have no respect for any of the people on welfare and treat them in most cases worse than criminals, it is them that are a threat to the democracy of this country, it is them who enforce oppression, which, by the way, is still huge today- it’s not just something that happened in the last century. Why they employ ‘dog personalities’ is beyond my comprehension -a dog will chase its pray until it is dead, they are not people that are fit to work anywhere, let alone at Centrelink where there are many vulnerable people. Also, Centrelink and government staff would have NO IDEA about the kind of issues I personally have to deal with – they are clueless of reality. CLUELESS. One thing I’ve noticed that Centrelink staff (or jobs providers) do, and actually this is not restricted to Centrelink department; I find a lot of government departments do this, but well I will stick to my personal experience with Centrelink here; in the past I have had to do various activities or workshops or meetings, something for Centrelink, always with the nazi threat “if you do not attend your payments will be cut”. (And they have cut it numerous times, without reason, I have had to FIGHT them, to get want I am entitled to. CUNTS). So, with those situations that I have to attend, or spend time doing, I never get paid - Major strong feelings of their wasting vast amounts of my time, getting me to run through RIDICULOUS HOOPS. But what mainly annoys me, and is the motivation of these people, all of them involved are getting paid a big salary. Yet I don’t get paid at all - like these dogs are using me for money, and I have no choice in the matter. It’s like they want unemployed victims, so they can be used to make money, and power trip over, it’s really a very sick cat and mouse game they play. They are sickoes who have mental health problems. BTW, treating unemployed people with such disrespect, is not confined to Centrelink staff. I find the whole of general community of Australia treat unemployed people with such contempt and such hatred, as if the unemployed were serial axe murderers with a deadly contagious skin disease that they might catch if they show any respect towards them. The cluelessness and such willingness to jump on a hateful bandwagon is done with such a clear intention, it’s like they enjoy hating so much, and the desire to have a common enemy is so overwhelming for them, that they totally ignore common sense, it is shameful, I am embarrassed for them. I believe this attitude is mostly perpetuated because there are so many multiple child families in this country, and it's a 3rd born, 4th born etc thing. 3rd borns, especially female ones who have difficulties applying commonsense, always think that somebody else has it better than and they are missing out. So for them, they feel if they didn't have to work, their life would be better, so then seeing an unemployed person, its automatic envy - they're completely stupid, and everyone should start NOT having more than 2 kids. Honestly, it couldn't be any more clearer in my mind, that any more than 2 is absurd. Btw, on the pie chart, the amount of money the gov spends on unemployment is a teeny tiny fraction compared to ALL other sectors. ALL! And I think that mentality reaches out to all working Australians too, as I've noticed this thing in life, as an old adult now, when I encounter new people, the main aim of each person that I meet, is for them to tell me how hard they work, and that they hardly ever get any breaks, and they hardly make enough money, plus all the costs have gone up!! Pretty much every person and in fact, tells me this. It is their main aim to tell me, and make sure it is clear, that they work harder than anyone else. I think it is some sort of competition? To skyte about who works the hardest! {But I'm fairly certain, I mean, just a sneaking suspicion, in a lot of cases, it's not entirely accurate}, in fact in some cases, it's far from accurate I’m sure. But they fear being victimised like an unemployed person. Fear is their motivation. I have no fear. J You know in Papua New Guinea, that government pays whole communities to do nothing but breed. One man, I saw; 2 wives, 8 kids and no job! One woman; 25 grandchildren, no jobs in the remote area at all!! They don’t have to answer to any stupid power tripping Centrelink cunt. “Attend your appointment! Work for no money!” As if – it’s their culture!! {Maybe the Papua New Guinea government should explain to them about condoms. Maybe there should be free condoms sent out to all communities. Such financial costs, due to not wanting to talk about sex and condoms!!} J Well, the Australian people ought to be grateful I don’t have any kids! I noticed there are certain individuals who work in Centrelink that do not want people on unemployment benefits to work part time, one day or two days a week. Because that money is allowed by Centrelink rules, there’s a certain amount of money you can earn before your deductions get cut off or reduced. And so, there’s people who work at Centrelink, who don’t want people working to receive any extra income. (Defying their own rules). Those particular staff members want unemployed people to be working without pay only. Their attitude is disgusting and some of them go to great lengths to get recipients fired, or they sabotage them in some way, so that they don’t receive any additional income other than the Centrelink benefit. I’ve had female staff members from Centrelink follow me across town, and stalk me online -they are disgusting, not to mention stupid. They want people on unemployment benefit (which btw is $327 less than the Pension/ Disability Pension per fortnight, to only receive THAT amount, and no more) I believe these bimbos who follow me around and have sabotaged my eBay account so I cannot work my part time business there? They are absolutely tyrannical. My uncle thinks it is lack of money that motivates the fury in my blog, I really never thought about it, I shall think about it now; and actually, not having money is NOT the issue for the motivation of this blog. I left the workplace due to bullying, and it was my decision that I would be better off being poor, then to have to put up with the revolting female dogs. It was an obvious choice, it was definitely not difficult to make, it was an obvious right choice. I had never been someone interested in money, or ‘hung up’ on money. There was NO other path to tread. Back then, I don’t even think it was learning the ‘understanding of how the world works,’ and seeing how pretty much unfair and injust it is, even contributed to my decision. It was purely about the stoopid little girls bullying. Since they steal all my money anyway, probably worked out for the best. I mean, certainly, I am not one of those people who like a “simple minimalist” lifestyle, I like all the mod cons too, life can be much sweeter with money. But I look back at my life, I have been much poorer before, in my past, way “poorer” than what I am now, with a very minimal amount of food for a long period of time. At one point I was unemployed and still making car repayments, and at that time, I wasn’t unhappy or pissed off, or never complained about my life to anyone. I didn’t complain ever. I was just so pleased to be out of the city. At that point, the torment I had received by stupid dogs, I figured was just a part of life, something one endures, like nuisance girls at school. Infact, I wasn’t overly concerned about stupid dogs at all. Paid them no heed, the little shits raised by hopeless mothers. But big picture, ofcourse being persecuted by anyone at any point, will have an accumulative negative effect. Which they will have to pay for. Their problem. So now, it is the stealing of petty items with little monetary value, and the constant torment via harassment/stalking, that I receive out in public, the sign people, that is the root cause of the fury in this blog. (Musicians – fuck them). But, since I have been on low income for many years now, I realise it probably is something I SHOULD BE complaining about! If I look up the pension and pension disability rates - it’s extremely difficult living on $327 less than the typical pension. I mean how many times do you hear pensioners complaining about how little money they have? (a lot). Compared to my income, a pensioner is rich! Plus, I know 2 women slightly older than me by a couple of years or so, who both receive disability pension, and they have nothing wrong with them. Considering how much the dogs use me and my moral compass – it is blatant theft. I guess I just don’t have a complainers DNA, and I guess it goes along the same lines as a fighter - a fighter would be complaining a lot about the lack of money I have to survive on. So, I’ll just put it quietly here now. I’m complaining. {This lack of complainers DNA, has totally changed since I was forced to relocate 8 times in 7 years, and have lost of my horticultural items that I purchased with dads house sale – plus was locked up for 7 days to be tested: accused of being crazy by the stupid police who did not believe anyone was stealing from me – surprising actually how infuriating that has been, nearly as worse as the stealing, not having anyone believe you}. Theres nothing stopping me now, I complain; but they try to stop me. Their favourite things is to accuse me of being on meth and or crack – whatever those are, drugs of some sort. Emily Ban-man. Would having more money put an end to the theft? Would having more money in the past enabled no thefts at all? and no harassment at all? can’t say for certain but I pretty much doubt it - because I don’t feel the theft is about the monetary value, it’s about tormenting me. The same way a stupid little third born would torment it’s older sibling. The people who steal from me, must be third borns, that haven’t grown up. (Stop breeding you stupid selfish mothers.) When are women going to stop having more than two kids?? Maybe a change of address would have helped, but I know the thieves who steal from me travel, it is easy for them, they are rich, they continue to steal from me up her in QLD, just as easy as on the remote farm at Rangari. Perhaps more money for security would help, more Wi-Fi cameras, security guards….talk about a bother. But, no, not the main fury, I think perhaps, the main fury is the thefts, harassment, and general disrespect, and being made to feel like a victim. Someone who read my blog said the stealing is a "Poor Tax". So I mentioned, 'they think I'm rich so they're stealing from me' - this person reckons, the thieves can see that I have no money, so the opposite of what I thought is true; they resent the fact that I don't have any money, and are punishing me for it, by adding on a Poor Tax - or stealing something, whatever they can get away with!! Lol It's not my theory, somebody else's theory! When you look at it like that, well sure, I'm short a dime or 2! That just may fix everything. About the disrespect issue, as I know that there are people who are disrespectful if they just see someone as unemployed, thinking them as hopeless lazy losers, but I can assure you I’ve done monumental good things for this country, that most people will never know. I mentioned before don’t judge a book by its cover, I’ll say it again, don’t judge a book by its cover. When those people die, they will be able to look back on their life, and see, what fucking idiots they were. (hopefully!) I want to quickly mention the Jobs providers, in my case at least, on one occasion, they put in people from my past, not real acquaintances, but bullies from my past in one way or another. (Fakers, not helpful people who will be able to find jobs for others. Unkind people). Also, it is pensioners that take up the largest piece of that pie when it comes to tax payers money. Plus, there are many government departments who have workers receiving salaries, and they do absolutely ‘muckall’, all day long. I’ve had some people tell me that their whole entire department has been bogus, they all just turn up, then take-home pay-packets for doing nothing. And because those people have families/kids, and are in need of an income coming in, no one really does anything about it. Apparently, it has been going on since the 50’s. So, if anyone should complain about someone who is unemployed and receiving the very lowest of low incomes, just remember all those people on salaries that do muck all, all day long, and take home upwards of $80,000/yr. I just saw a story on ABC news; Jeff Hunt suspended with pay for 2 years while he was investigated for recruitment misconduct, at a Sydney College. He was found guilty and resigned. So, he was paid for 2 years on a higher education salary, for doing nothing, paid for 2 years for doing nothing. Nothing! Excuse me government, but I would like to be paid a high salary for doing nothing too, fairs fair. I think a quick mention here, for unseen work that I do. I do visibly sell my seeds/designs and plod along with the work I do, it just does not pay enough – someone has to do it, and I have been elected. But there are people who work for the government who use me and my knowledge, my observations, and my skills. I can see my contributions reaching far across Australia, and nobody at the government pays me for those attributes. The greedy blonde dogs – steal everything. I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), so, infact I was extremely healthy, I’ve never been sick, I don’t get sick, I’m not a sickly person - both my parents were never sick throughout the whole lives (except as I’ve mentioned, mum had gallstones). So the fact that I was really healthy AND low income, really pissed her off. I mean unhealthily so, like a psycho. So Centrelink jobs provider got paperwork and said if I did not sign this, my payment would be cut (the form stated if I got sick, I would not sue Centrelink) – total nazis (burn in hell), the girl who gave me that paperwork was not a short blonde girl, she was some girl I’ve never seen before with big hair (just like that Chyro in that Seinfeld episode! – the old fashioned haircut!)- she was another female who is part of the dog network who try to sabotage me, she is guilty, just like that other short blonde, there’s quite a few of them that that work in cahoots to arrange this, so I would get sick and my life would be cut short, it was a calculated plan to save pensions. Most people are not aware that such goings on occur – most people are completely naïve. Those girls are truly evil. I have to kind of spend a few paragraphs explaining this whole sickness thing, but if you just keep ‘deliberate’ sickness in your mind, and then see all the other things that I’ve mentioned about swapping high class items over for low class - it’s a very clear pattern that is forming, clearly showing deliberate persecution and sabotage in Australia. It is most definitely driven by stupid little girls. It is not just the way life has worked out. I have a update on the Centrelink nazis; They have advised me yesterday that I can get a medical certificate which means that I don’t have to run through hoops for a jobs providers, meaning I don’t have to do their appointments and whatever else they want. So, they have done this, so that they don’t have to give me Disability Payment which is $330 more than my current income, so even though they have acknowledged my medical conditions (albeit asking me and my Dr to fill out incorrect form first (see – and pay an additional $150 at podiatrists – see their tactics, that’s what they do HOOPS whenever they can)) if you receive that medical certificate for 3 yrs, then, according to their own rules I would be entitled to disability. But they have come up with this loop hole, or changed rules, to get out of paying me that additional $330 more. So, I cannot work, and still unable to pay medical treatments. This is just another area in my life where I’m being victimised, and another area that I’m going to be pissed off about. They are true thieving cunts and I hope they burn in hell; my jobs provider is also to blame, who it was prob her that manipulated that Dr into lying about a fake breast tumour? And out of nowhere, a jobs provider called me, male, for once, and started harassing me for no reason, and cut my pay for no reason. But then on telly, they kept putting images of these two people, a couple that I encountered briefly when I was 17, from Sydney, showing them holidaying all over the world, and I don't know if it's them or someone that just looks like them; but the guy who called me and verbally harassed me on the phone, well it sounded like that guy? Their names were Christina, and, actually, I don't even know her boyfriend’s name - they could be married by now, Christina's surname was Alan. I don't know what they have to do with the price of eggs in China; but clearly more people who need to be told to fuck off? FUCK OFF. More hoops to get money switched back on. And then switched off again, to reset the “3 years”, that they ignore anyway. I just realised I’ve written all of this, and have not mentioned the phone calls; Monumental problems extend to phone calls; if I have ever needed to phone Centrelink over the years, OMG, pure vileness in their disgusting rude Nazi behaviour. Nor have I mentioned the “ungratefulness” of thieving government workers of intellectual property rights. Basically, a total abuse of power seems to be the common thing in Australia amongst not only government workers but the private sector too (little Nazis. WE AREA DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY) Some governments create armies to defend its country, the Australian government create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies. (I am not really a political person; I only occasionally ever watch the news due to all the furphies). Speaking of fake news, I noticed back in 2015 or so, if the movie industry was abuzz with their current movie inprogress, then the news people catch a hold of the story line, and then create a fake news, about that same storyline. This comes down to laziness – you have to get “out there” and find real stories! Now, I do not claim to be have special unique gifts that allow me to detect a lie, but as one gets older, things are way more easy to see, and one is usually less gullible. One morning watching the news, around the same time, there had just been an explosion in the street, in America, but then suddenly out of nowhere, there happened to be at least 200 people all wearing identical Fluro yellow shirts – now, I know, women can be organized, but there is not a chance in hell that within 10 minutes of a street explosion there suddenly would be 200 people standing by ready to provide support all wearing the same new coloured uniform. Fake news. The motivation here would have been employment for those 200+ people, just the same as employment for the fake news in regards to all those single mothers at the old Limbri school. The tv industry has so much money they don’t know what to do with it. Fake news, but still at the general public’s expense; it’s a disgrace – lying, deceitful perpetrators of evil. {There are heaps more, but I will not list them all} One more thing, I don’t know if it’s just me, or if anyone else experiences this but when I call any business, big business especially; the call centre person seems to always just want to muck me about, like put me on hold for 1 ½ hrs, or say one thing, then the next time you call, say the exact opposite, so lie and evade the initial query (honestly, some girls really appear retarded). In my younger years I used to listen to a song writer, Ani Difranco, her words to one song seem to resonate whenever I get off the phone from some such business ”Make them pay”. So, as I get older and more assertive, I realize I can actually do something about it and with the help of certain consumer departments here in Australia, I have done just that: Telstra $2500 x 3, CBA $300, AGL $200, Coles $155, and I’m only just warming up. (Girls at Harvey Norman, your next) (Guess what, you cannot use me for your personal power tripping, having a bad day? DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON ME) Lately I have noticed if each staff member has a mandatory survey at the end of the call, where the caller can leave feedback, then the call centre girl or boy usually goes out of their way to be nice and respectful, and solve the inquiry. So, I think all companies should do this. Save the planet and get a Bidet!! So here is a good spot to reiterate, how writing this blog has stopped completely or reduced whatever the torment has been. So, it’s been so nice not having so much harassment from girls in the neighbourhood at Gin Gin, although they still do it, in their way. In fact, I hardly go anywhere, I do most of my shopping online. I used to regularly go to the post office as a part of my business, but I use couriers now. When I went to the post office, I was having problems with them aswell, and when I started wearing a body cam and posting online, that problem stopped too, although they later banned me and called the police to my place with a written letter stating I would be arrested for trespassing if I ever attended the local post office again; how nazi putrid are they? {I explain later about that}. Anyway, this blog, truly the best thing I’ve ever done. You know, I’ve had people steal from me or harass me in some way, sometimes, I know who they are, and I write about it. Later that person will go out of their way to be overly nice, or maybe buy a packet of one of my native seeds for $3.70. – But then expect me to remove what I had written previously - well that’s not how it works, human nature does not work like that. Example; two people standing side-by-side, one person takes a baton and dongs the other over the head, and then they turn around to the person and say “oh sorry”. It’s like the person who donged them, now expects the other person to forgive them, and not grab the baton and dong them back. Maybe this attitude of attack/apologize/forgive, stems from childhood where siblings fight, and mother says “go and apologise to your brother (or sister), and so, then you can all get back to playing nice”. In my opinion this is bad parenting, the mother has to say something along the lines “look how much you’ve hurt your brother. Why don’t you grab the bat back now, and dong him” - I mean just as long as it’s not a baseball bat or something. Then each of them will experience what it feels like to be hurt, it’s a lesson for both, and no one is going to end up being a victim. Plus, the would-be victim, now knows how to stand up for themselves. (Although as an adult I’ve had a lot of people antagonise me just because they want that ‘fight’, and that reaction from me (some people never grow up). It is those people you need to recognise, and ignore, this ignores fact, really annoys them, and they soon tire of you.) Anyway, we don’t have some arrangement where you get to be disrespectful to me and then compensate in some meagre way (I’m afraid $3.70 just doesn’t cut it). I feel like a lot of the women who harass me, do so, aside from their typical power trip reasons, but are actually sexually oppressed, and desperate. And they take out their frustrations on me. So, when you look at it like that, they are kind of wanting to use me as a form of prostitution. I don’t know what the going rate for prostitution is, but I’m pretty sure it’s nowhere near around the $3.70 mark. (For goodness sakes, go and take care of yourself.) I’ve added this next paragraph in here recently, because it seems it’s hard for some people as in a lot of people to understand how someone who doesn’t work full time, and have no kids, isn’t a totally lazy person. I don’t think I would use the word lazy to describe myself at all, actually if you look at my garden you could see the person who has created this garden is not a lazy person. I am a self-driven, motivated person. I feel I have an attitude of ‘get in there and do it, don’t piss about’ whereas a lot of people I have come across, don’t have this at all, infact they tend to have the opposite attitude. Particularly men – men seem to be far lazier than women, and resent having to do any kind of work that isn’t directly related to their pay packet and belly. In fact, so much so I would consider most men lazy. I don’t think I’ve really encountered any men aside from dad, who weren’t lazy, well maybe 1 or 2. But, in fact, it’s a big repulsion, should I see a man who is lazy. I guess you can see their trait, when it comes to gardening, because a lazy person will have a crap garden, if any garden at all. And having a slight frame is no reason or excuse to be lazy and consider yourself a weakling. I have always had a slight petite frame, but my strength is greater than most of my peers. I had wiry strength. I think this is attributed to having a low-fat diet as a child and doing regular exercise, and generally being active, as well as not ever being sick, or coming into contact with the flu and flu viruses like pneumonia. And I’ve definitely noticed as I’ve worked hard, my body has somewhat grown, so instead of having pathetic pencil arms, I now have kind of normal arms; they have increased in their size and strength, albeit, now fairly tendinitisy. So that would be the same with a man who of who is a slight build, you know all you have to do is eat properly, regularly exercise your muscles, and over the years you will develop into a good-sized adult, who is capable of vast amounts of strength. Having said that I’m a huge fan of doing things the easiest way possible, don’t be deterred not to take shortcuts just because someone might think that you’re lazy; if there’s a good shortcut, take it. I have found when it has come to health problems, as a result of over use, none of the health professionals took me seriously at all and couldn’t even fathom the fact that I would have these extreme injuries as a result of being overworked, as I did not have an employer. Stiff Joints; At age 47 now, I have quite some difficulty with stiff joints, aches and pains, especially with the onset of cold weather or rain. I have come to the conclusion that it hasn’t just been the hard strenuous work that I’ve done around the farm at Rangari, it’s also a result from as a kid, I spent at least a third if not two thirds of my life in the pool. If I recall, I wouldn’t care if I was cold, I just keep swimming and playing, I loved it, you couldn’t get me out of the pool - if there was a pool, I was in it. Not to mention all the swimming training, hours and hours of it. I think using those young girly bones so much, without much muscle development (I was very skinny) may have been an issue (I think, I am not entirely sure, I mean is it possible to lift your arm up just with the strength of your bones, and no muscle?) but I think it was a little bit of a problem, it would have been better if I had better muscle development to exercise with. I’m paying the price for it now. So ideally, in retrospect, I think, if I had kids, I wouldn’t let them go swimming unless the pool is heated year-round, so I know that the temperature would always be maintained not to go below 26°C. I figure that temperature, they can probably stay in as long as they want. All these Little things I realise when I’m older, things that you have to know and do, to provide the best life possible for your kids – the additional money you will need. And not only for that, but things like money for extra tuition for any subjects they lag behind in, sports or hobby interests, or empowerment activity holidays, I mean I don’t think there’s any point in having kids unless you’re super rich. Dr Birdy told me the reason I didn't have any back problems my whole 20s 30s and 40s was because of swimming, in cold water, as a child. But since I developed the kind of ‘allergy’ to cold now, and don't have a pool any more, my fascia from the scoliosis is rearing it's ugly head. (If I still had my lap pool, I would’ve purchased a drysuit by now! 😁 Good spot for this next story; I became friends with a Chinese immigrant when I was 18 at Fashion Tafe, she told me one day, as she and another friend were having a lunch at my place, that she couldn’t swim. I was a little horrified at this statement, and in quite some shock (what on earth did she do her whole childhood?) pretty much straight away, I said “I can teach you if you would like” I really meant it, wasn’t just one of those ‘offhand’ comments or offers that I find a lot of people make on spur of the moment. Because, I mean, how on earth can you go through your life without swimming? - totally missing out as far as I’m concerned. However, she didn’t know what to say and my other friend chimed in, and said “her husband will teach her”. I realised that both of them were frightened that I should teach her to swim. Idiots. This was most definitely discrimination, even though there was no need for it. I’m not sure really what hope there is, if you’re discriminated against by your new friends. I guess, little did she know that she would have been in very capable hands, I was senior girl champion at swimming, back in primary school, with my name on a huge trophy and all!! Maybe she thought I was too ‘fast’ for her, she was a quite type of person, and you should have seen me on those Industrial sewing machines at Tafe, speed queen, I was dam fast! I did have the privilege a few years later to teach a little two-year-old not to be afraid of the water - I remember when I was young, I had a tremendous fear of the water (for some strange Spielberg jaws reason) I was thinking of teaching how to swim at the local Gunnedah pool later on as well, but the dogs did signs that they already had someone to do that - typical of the dogs, not wanting any competition over their existing friends jobs - and infact the most typical way companies go bust, not for lack of work, but bitchy criminal girls sabotaging due to injust rivalry, and ensuring no competition. They have no morals. - they don't teach you that at school. So to reiterate: I have women who steal from me, 100’s of small items. It's way more than nuisance at this point, it's like a total psychological declaration of war on me. their main aim is to cause psychological damage - utter evil women. They are really trying to oppress, and change me into being angry and crazy. Some particular thefts are taken if it is particularly good, like an expensive brand. And, I have put it together now, this is not because the stupid little bimbo who took it actually wanted it, she wants to “teach me a lesson” stating you're poor, so you shouldn't be buying good things like this. for example, if I buy the really good quality Band-Aids that don't fall off, she steals half the packet. It's the same person that stole my good silk cotton shirt. It's the same person who stole steals any particularly good foods that I have, like organic or if I make myself a good meal and there's some leftover, she'll steal some. It's a total punishment thing on her behalf - she's fully sick and has a major mental health problem. PLUS I AM NOT EVEN IN ANY KIND OF RELATIONSHIP WITH HER OR ANYONE. I can't believe after all my complaining, reports to the police, and online photos - nobody does anything about this stupid dog who steals from me. How much screaming do I have to do? 13. Special spot for Dysfunctional so called 'health professionals’ story Local doctor in Gunnedah looking for the ‘squirm’ response on 11yr old. (1984) (this is worth talking about with your child - if someone pinches you, get angry. There are adults out there looking for kids that won’t get angry, for future prey, there is a network. Still a problem today, as it was yrs ago) Melbourne hospital breast mammogram – the female technician squished and pinched boob into machine, leaving it bruised. (2005) (Melbourne hospital = stupid bitches) Melbourne male doctor excessively (I mean really excessively) squeezing boob whilst removing cyst. (He also had a HUGE clear glass window in his operating room, for all the neighbours to see (2005) Gunnedah anaesthetist stabbed my vein whilst muttering profanity at me (leaving slight lump and pain) (Anne, zombie) (2016) Gunnedah dentist and assistant in cahoots to deliberately cause pain with wrong drill / 3 injections in wrong spot/ ongoing extreme pain and redo of work done needed. (Dr Sadik and ass. Larrisa, Gina Burn from NEGS {apparently, she was copying Charlotte Powell) 2017 There is a female doctor at the Gunnedah Rural Health centre that is deliberately kept awake at night, so she will be ‘zombie like’ the following day, then can be easily manipulated with diagnosis and prescriptions. Powers that be. (They closed it down) Also, waking someone up with repeated sounds means they will wake up without remembering their dreams. This is a problem done deliberate. Don't get me started on all the problems I have had with bimbo receptionists. I have NO problems naming names, from now on I wear body cam for all appointments, and I write down full name before appointment. It would probably help if I was accompanied for each appointment, that includes when I speak to receptionists, but I have noted recently, they are way more passive aggressive. I have a collection of bully receptionists on a Shared Google Photos account. (As soon as I put up 1 photo, I have had no more problems - but I wished I had started taking photos of them yrs ago, some have been DISGUSTING, and need naming and shaming for all eternity. Give me a chance to sue and I will, no bluffing here (although in Australia it is near impossible to sue against sadistic doctors as I have discovered -unless you end up a paraplegic or some such seriousness – but I will be making complaints to the appropriate bodies and using social media – I have had enough, no more deliberate pain you (health professionals who lack Common Sense) {plus, I have not met one man that has not been into that sort of thing – so stop picking on single women, making them into victims, and go find someone that is actually into it, –there’re a dime a dozen). Also, health professional is just like confused school principals who use pain to ‘try’ to discipline. – just my personal experience. (Mr Cone 1980, Limbri Public school, was it Graham Cone? who knows, I was only 5) there were others too, probably still are, as it is a taboo subject. Gotta talks about it, otherwise it will continue to happen. {I don’t think I have encounted 1 male Doctor who has been looking for someone to inflict pain on – WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL, no woman wants a man who inflicts pain on her, your stupid twits. (Since I wrote this, I had 1 women come forward stating she wouldn’t mind, But no woman, ).} I blame hopeless parents and teachers for the desire. 14. Infact, I will put here List of Doctor experiences in Australia 1995-2026 I’m 47 years old and inevitably I’ve had to visit the doctor on a few occasions (not too often thank goodness) but I really am compelled to write about exactly how hopeless the doctors and the Medicare system in Australia has been, in practice, in theory it’s wonderful but in reality, not. I recall my first experience (not Medicare related, but worth mentioning) was a visit to an ‘alternative’ medicine guy, Feldenkrais guy, or was it Alexander technique, or something else I think, a new one, it was new and experimental, I recall reading about it, and thinking that’s sounds good for my slight back pain (it was a total scam, not saying those 2 methods are a scam, but this guy was, and in retrospect it was probably something I read that was deliberately placed infront of me, as those desperate women know they could entice me into wasting my money. (Could be Charlotte Powell‘s family? Or maybe that family has dogs who help them; I’ve mentioned how Google search can be manipulated to hide or show results, I’m thinking it’s the same kind of thing, somebody put that article there so I would see it and waste my money) It was a hoity-toity pervert guy in a hoity-toity neighbourhood in Sydney, can’t quite remember the details, long time ago now) Young girls from private schools are Prey. When I was a nanny, (working for a liberal Politician in Sydney), the little girl kicked me in the boob, as a result I developed a huge cyst and have had them since, from time to time. I find it especially related to female bullying, whenever I am attacked by women, (Melbourne real-estate rental girl dogs) I seem to get lumps in my breast (?) So, at the time it was a bit of a kerfuffle with the doctor’s office, with a bimbo receptionist, but eventually I saw a doctor, and had it removed, it was syringed out. I believe it was a bulk billing clinic so I did not have to pay and the doctor, who was very proficient and professional. But, since then, that bimbo receptionist has followed me around and she’s harassed me, at I would say, every single doctor’s appointment I have tried to make since, (until I started wearing bodycam), and so she has stalked me up to Gunnedah, and has worked there at the reception, either she’s been put there by the dogs, so someone has like literally gone and got her and put her there, (a common thing) or she has somehow fanangled her way in, purely to harass me -I’m not kidding, this person is my own “personal bimbo stalking receptionist”. I had to start taking my camera when I go to the doctors, so she has disappeared (she is a coward, typical bully) -too bad I didn’t get her photo, because heck, she needs to be named and shamed big time. She was tallish and blonde with a pulled back piggy tail or bun, that is all I remember. I think I should mention here quickly, the monumental problems I’ve had with making appointments. I’m not sure whether this is all because of that stalking Bimbo blonde receptionist from Chatswood, but it seems that most receptions that I’ve had to deal with in Gunnedah, just make getting an appointment really difficult, as in, I was unable to make an appointment in advance, in fact what they wanted me to do was phone up at 8 o’clock in the morning when they open, to see if there’s anything available for the day, I found this really unacceptable, especially as I lived out of town and whenever I made a big trip into town it was a big deal, I usually had many things I had to do, I couldn’t just drive in willy-nilly for a Doctor’s appointment, so in the end I ended up having to go to the emergency unit at the hospital, any time I needed to see a doctor, because the bimbo receptionist refused to take an appointment for me and always said 'there’s nothing available today'. (Drs at emergency are pretty hopeless, they only take you seriously if it is a life-or-death emergency, they all want DRAMA, like on TV – most of them in Gunnedah anyway). I want to repeat that, as it is MONUMENTALLY stupid; The reason I have to see Doctor at the hospitals, was because when I tried to make an appointment at the local Doctors, the reception dogs always say - NO, there are no appointments left today, (they always said this, every time in Gunnedah) and as they do NOT take appointments in advance, for some STUPID reason, I had to go to the emergency section at the Gunnedah Hospital (I know the Doctors had appointments available too that day- could you please tell me in writing why those dimwit reception bimbos refuse to give me any doctor’s appointments?) girls, do they have a brain at all? NO – THEY DO NOT. (I did not right this blog until YEARS LATER – in case you’re wondering if this name calling is why. Those girls were unknown to me, and did not know me either. I am a respectful, honest and polite person). I’d like to point out, I didn’t start calling bimbo receptionist “Bimbo receptionists” until I started writing this blog in 2020, and can look back and clearly see the whole picture – STUPID RECEPTIONISTs. - I was always respectful, still am. So, the receptionists had no 'fuel' to make things difficult for me- that’s why I think that stupid bimbo from Chatswood was stalking me and manipulating the others (playing sides) not allowing appointments?? (Infact, I write about this in my Dogs who play sides photo story - they were on Facebook (before I was banned for Truth Telling), when I made a post about what happened to me (exactly what happened), I had certain people on FB, follow me from Group to Group, and write up contradictory things in the comments, it was really obvious that they were trying to play sides and contradict me and try to make me look like the bad guy, when infact it was their stupidity and bitchyness (but more bitchyness) that put them in the wrong in the first place (they still do this on any online reviews). And it was probably that stupid blond bimbo receptionists from Chatswood?? if thats her, she is CRAZY and ought to be incarcerated.} So now that I’m old, wise and very experienced, I have no problems writing about the real nature of most Doctor receptionists: “bimbos” they are truly disgusting, stupid and evil little girls, who need someone constantly watching over them so they do their job and make the right moral decisions - they are fucking useless. I have a personal nickname for them Blonde Bimbo Nazis, also known as the Bimbo Dominatrix – I did do a whole other story about that - but it was stolen, with the word ‘nazi’ - being one of the most all-time offensive word in the world. So instead, I wrote The Bimbo Dominatrix on p9. Its related, and I have never my whole life thought blondes any more stupid than brunettes, but now, after reflecting on this receptionist, I have changed my mind, they are stupid, but they want everyone else, not to acknowledge this fact – they try to cover up this fact – they want it kept a secret! (New location in QLD, same problem, even though there are at least 50 registered and working Doctors here, when the population is 500. So, plenty of doctors – just stupid receptionists.) Also, I know that trying to control and manipulate someone else in bully style, just for fun, is not only morally wrong, but is unhealthy, it’s like eating a bowl of sugar – just disgusting, and will, most likely kill you one day. Plus, I also realized, it is those women in this health area, who call, ‘bad acquaintances”, men, bad men, thieves, who then come down to the clinic and stalk me: so, it was the girls intangible plan (I suspect related to free health care (bulk billing) – NOT ACTUALLY FREE, the same thing that has happened to me quite frequently when I visited the doctors. Happens all the time. 100’s of thefts. My latest doctors clinic is in a mall, which is a little odd. I think it would be greatly beneficial if doctors clinic had a special area onto themselves, with its own car park. I feel like those people that stalk me are territorial dogs? BTW, I got medical records sent up from that (now closed clinic) in Gunnedah, (that indicates how bad they were) and the name on one of the Dr reports (done by the receptionist!) was Lisa Sutherland – hopeless, SHE REFUSED to give me an appointment, because of her I had to go to the emergency hospital for all my appointments – Lisa Sutherland – you stupid stalking blonde twit – FUCK OFF. That clinic has closed permanently – this is the main reason – stupid lying thieving stalking bimbo receptionists. This was the same clinic that employ female Doctors who are manipulated by certain people for manipulated diagnosis and prescriptions, (the Dr kept awake at night, so she is ‘zombie’ the next day, and easily manipulated.) Infact after I read that whole record, even though the receptionist wrote it, the lying and bullshit that goes on is disgraceful and I now put Doctors right up there next to Lawyers in their disgraceful moral-less antagonistic tactics too. (Antagonism is the alcoholics disease - you are giving yourselves away). So, in Melbourne, which was revolting by the way, there are so many young female bimbos in Melbourne, it’s pathetic. I got more cysts in my boob, and there were huge problems at Melbourne hospital, the staff were so mean and bitchy, the woman who did my boob scan, caused so much pain and bruising on my boob, I probably developed another couple of cysts purely from that visit, and basically, they refused to do anything about it, so they didn’t charge for not doing anything, and they didn’t charge for the painful bruising scan. (They did not pay for it either) So, I had to go to a private Doctor -who was a total pervert male, who just wanted to look at my boobs, and who couldn’t do it anyway, as it needed to be syringed (some Doctors can syringe, most can’t – if you can’t, you are not worth your weight as a doctor, as far as I am concerned). So I went to this other Doctor, who could do it, but he again was another perv, he had this huge glass window, overlooking a park and houses/business that could most likely see straight in, he insist I lie in front of it, topless naked, made me feel very uncomfortable plus he squashed my boob and it was under the pretence that he was stopping the blood after he removed the syringe, but I don’t think so, it was extremely painful, he was pressing as hard as he could without leaving a bruise, and it lasted for at least five minutes, total perv (it later bruised). He charged $70. I strongly advise taking a friend or spouse into the doctors, every doctor visit, if you’re a young woman, or of course a child. If you don’t have any friends or not in a relationship, I would go so far as to say, find someone on Facebook, tell them, you’ll pay them to accompany you. (If you’ve been banned from Facebook, no suggestions, perhaps neighbour?). Then a few years later I slipped my disc, I went to the emergency hospital at Gunnedah, the doctor there was absolutely useless, he didn’t help at all, I later found out he was two days away from retirement, but after my further 20 more years of experience with Doctors, I am still not sure he would have been of any help, had he been in his prime! He gave me some sort of medication which made me vomit all night long every half hour, stupid dog bimbos at that hospital, male and female. It was a Chyro who fixed my back in 2 seconds, in the end, after months of pain and immobility. (Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, but, before, he heard about my sore back and suggested I see a chiro. Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is he fixed it in 2 minutes, then that was it, fixed, no more visits necessary – he was truly the most competent Chiro I have ever encounted (and more important, not greedy, wanting repeat customers). Reasonable cost, (not like 2022, quote for chiro at Mackay, $300 for first visit – as if) btw, after that Chyro in Melbourne, every time I got a sore back after that I went to the Gunnedah Chyro, Shane Riordon, and later when a Gin Gin Dr asked him of my back problems, Shane Riordon said yes I did go and see him for back problems, “she seems to think that it helps” that those were his exact words! But it was my pool that I invested in at Rangari to strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again, was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I did try to see a physio, but (really true) she (middle age wife) refused to see me because I was not a young good-looking footballer. Gunnedah hospital. {and if I had of ‘laid flat’ at the time my disc slipped, it would have slipped back in, and after 20minutes, I would have been able to get up as if nothing happened instead of go through months of pain – nobody tells you these things.} Monumental incompetence in Gunnedah health workers. I literally could not walk for months, which could have been rectified. Oh, and in that time in Melbourne, when I had a sore back (but was able to move around by then), I seemed to have that same stupid short blonde girl harassing me implying that I actually didn’t have a sore back at all, that I was making it up. Stupid dog. {I believe this is the SAME STUPID CUNT BIMBO DOG, who is still telling people contradictions to what I say, like at the Sarina clinic and Dr pal in Jan 2023. This not acknowledging symptoms maybe there are being manipulated by dogs from the ABC tv? In cahoots! {fuck off you stupid little dog}. And I’m going to write this bit again, because it is missing; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic for university students. Anyone could go there for a cheap treatment. (This was before I went to the good one). So off I went to this campus clinic, and OMG, I can’t begin to tell you about the stupidity of the women involved in this clinic - they were all women, and they had literally NO IDEA what they were doing. There is not a chance in hell I would ever see a female chiropractor from that moment on. It was total Stupidity Bimbo Incompetence, absolutely shameful of RMIT producing these stupid silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (stupid dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I just remember it quite well. So bad. Also, when I was in Melbourne attending RMIT, they were introducing new occupational health and safety rules, it was a big thing at the time, mainly because they picked out a Nazi type women to try and enforce all these new rules. It was summer, and I was forced to wear shoes and socks, fully enclosed footwear. And as a result of hot and sweaty feet all day, I developed this big toe nail fungus type problem. 20 years later as I am writing this, it’s still there - fairly persistent! I can briefly fix it by using tea tree oil, but I find it just comes back later, and also once I attended a homeopath for something else, and instead of curing that, she cured my toe fungus - only it did come back later too. So, it doesn’t really cause any problems it just looks like calcium coming through on my big toe nail, in fact I’m not even entirely sure it is a fungus, maybe its homeopath side effect? But I’m content to just leave it as there is no pain or pus. However, the fungus definatly came back some years late in 2026, this is time when I am mostly bare feet in the bushy subtropics, my feet generally often had dirt on them, so it may be another fungus rather than same one. It looks like a yellowing along either side of big toe, and this time both big toes have it, rather than before it was only my left one. According to google search today: Home Remedies: Soaking feet in vinegar and water, or applying tea tree oil may help mild cases. So, I think I will start doing vinegar Epsom salt foot baths and try tea tree. I got a virus at a nursing home, when I was forced to work there from Centrelink (dog bimbos, another story, deliberate sickness, I believe) I had many symptoms after that virus, and I went to the doctor and he actually didn’t believe that I still had all the symptoms, as it was two years later, but anyway he went ahead with my tests and it was confirmed I had glandular fever definitely, and maybe pneumonia, he could diagnose glandular fever because there are antibodies in the blood if you have had Glandular Fever, and I have not had glandular fever before, in fact I’ve never been sick as a child) I would like to mention, when I was talking to Dr Gittoes, about all the symptoms, I told him that I don’t drink or take drugs, and then this ‘doggirl’ barged into the office, (I told you – everywhere I go) and she just kind of stood there laughing at me, it was very odd, and the Dr and I kind of just ignored her, he later told me that one, steals his supply of Asma puffers. It later got me thinking, why did this little dog do that, did she think I was a drug addicted drunk? The bimbo nature of women never ceases to amaze! I don’t drink and I don’t use drugs. I never have aside from when I was 18 and got drunk (I glide) and I tried pot, I didn’t like it. I know this is a hard concept for Australian culture to grasp, but I don’t drink or do drugs. I will tell you one thing though, after my orchard was established, I had an abundance of stone fruit, and I put all of the leftovers in a pot outside, and I noticed that they fermented in the hot sun, so then I thought maybe I might try making some apricot schnapps, because I tried some of this when I was younger with my parents at a fancy restaurant, thought it was quite nice. So, after many trials, I actually gave up on the idea because, you have to buy an expensive Still, but I found if you soak apricots in vodka for a few weeks it was pretty much the same thing, and that’s quite nice having occasionally. Of course, my garden along with my orchard were stolen from me, so I can’t do that anymore anyway (I tried it with some dried apricots, that’s pretty good too) I miss my stone fruit, and curse the dogs who stole it from me. But also I have a damaged throat (hydrochloric acid burn from cleaning), I feel I should no longer have my schnapps, as it may burn more, or leave a ‘bad cell’. I have talked elsewhere about my burnt throat, I guess I should put it here too, even though I did not go to the Dr after it happened, and it may be out of order, timewise: In 2006 while I was living back at dads, my previous landlord, the Culls, suggested I should speak to the knappman‘s, as they had an unoccupied house on their farm. The Culls were friends with them, they lived nearby {I guess the high school teaching network, thought it may be best if I was NOT living with dad! Lol}. So, I did, I didn’t know the knappman‘s at all but my little brother knew the son. I would say because I was a friend of the Culls and had lived on their farm for 4 years, they gave me the house straight away, good price. I’ve talked about that house. It’s a very nice house. Part of the deal before I moved there, was if I clean the whole house, including the external bathroom, then she’ll give me one month free rent. So, I being young and healthy still, thought this was a great offer, and took it up. little did I know what would result because of it. Julie knappman specifically wanted me to clean the external bathroom, the external bathroom was a mess. It had never been cleaned, and they used bore water in it, instead of tank. So, there was a layer of thick calcium buildup everywhere, she said ‘the only way you’re going be able to clean it is if you use hydrochloric acid, and here you go’ – she handed me a big bottle.So, I put on all my protective gear: long thick gloves and long sleeve shirt, thinking I was totally organised, and got to work cleaning. It took ages, and heaps of acid. Now, on that day, there was no wind, and usually at this place it’s windy. {In fact, they could put a one of those power electric windmills to make electricity, no need for solar at that place, wind is the go} anyway, I didn’t really think much of it except noted it, as it was a bit stuffy in the bathroom, I had to close the door for some it. Finally, I got it perfect and clean. But then afterwards I had a bit of a sore throat, and then the following week, I had a mega sore throat, and I realised with hydrochloric acid, not only can’t you touch it, but you cannot breathe it. I should’ve been wearing a mask. I did not know that, and as a result, I had badly burnt my throat. No wind. I was just breathing all of those fumes in as if there was no tomorrow. (Someone later told me you can touch hydrochloric acid, nothing bad will happen, the problem is ALL breathing). Great, just great. So, this was the worst thing that I’ve ever done, because extreme damage has a resulted in the burning my throat, not only then, but still today, I have problems, because apparently, the first port of call for the immune system is in the throat. So, without that immune working properly, you’re susceptible to bacteria and viruses. Which I later on go to talk about extensively on my Blog as I started to get sick, and had never been sick before. (Especially at the Nursing home – many bugs there, mothers, kids bugs too.) Some years later I went to the Dr about it as I was just never the same healthy self, but he said there is no illness you could have got 3-4yrs ago, and still have. What did he know! So today for instance (update bit), 2026, 20 years later, I have been coughing lately. According to wiki it's a response from mould in the air or other airborne particles or a reaction to cold breeze. I have mentioned I have an allergy to cold weather, but I have just discovered (after doing YouTube research) and a “huff cough” exercise, titled ‘how to get rid of excess mucus’, which I almost didn't do because I didn't think mucus was the problem, as I didn't seem to have an excess mucus, or phlegm. Dry cough. Dry annoying cough. But I did the exercise and lo and behold there is mucus. So, more research, and this is a common thing if you burn your throat; damaged cilia. Cilla is the little throat hairs that push the phlegm up and away of your chest lungs. However, I really start coughing only when there's mould or bacteria like now in the extreme humidity or in an air-conditioned room / dirty Aircon filters. Also, I read, cilia captures bacteria and virus, as part of the immune strategy. Just by the by, when I saw Dr Armstrong re my sore boob. I mentioned to her about my damaged throat from hydrochloric acid, and she said, ‘even if I came to her immediately after it happened, as a Dr, she wouldn't be sure what to do about it - she didn't think anything could be done about it medically speaking. Although I am thinking, now, drinking fresh aloe vera would have significantly helped. That’s just one thing that comes to my mind, but I didn't know about aloe vera back then, and it makes sense that she wouldn't know about it either as she doesn't have any botanical knowledge, just pharmaceutical. (!) mmm Coughing is a bloody nuisance. And so; stupid infuriating dogs who keep accusing me of being a cigarette yielding drunk on drugs – this cough is not from smoking. See, if you read my “how to quit smoking” story – “willed” – they are trying to will sickness from inaccuracies. I don’t know who told me, but it was implied that I was given this sore throat deliberately. It could have been the “Christians” {group of people who are Christian, and they seek ‘Gods work’, so they try to see HIM in everyday life, see Gods plan – so they go around looking for unexplained or miraculous situations (!) – they sound like crazy house wife types!! Lol. Uneducated and operating on myth…..So, they reckon, some entity came round to do it deliberately, cause this weakness, as I had none and they wanted to see a weakness. Not sure if true, could be, could not be. Sounds very human, like mental health care people or Scientology people trying to tell other people they have problems. Oh, my Scientology story has been stolen!! Lol!! bloody hell, another one to do again. To cut a long story short – its a money making scam. Part of the pharmaceutical umbrella. I have just relocated, and again, I need to repeat I don’t drink ever, and never really have. There are some nasty evil women who spread rumours I am a drunk (drunk ones themselves) – this is a result of their bitchy behaviour; I was interested in purchasing one of those Electronic Bug & Hidden Camera Detector, as I'm pretty sure someone has put some sort of bug in my kitchen or just outside my kitchen or who knows, maybe they come and go? Because for the past few nights at 3:30 am it goes off, it seems to be able to make strange sounds as well as voice sounds, this is not an uncommon thing that people do as a form of harassment, along the same lines as how some truckdrivers harass people by driving out outside their house 50 million times. I had a look but I couldn't find anything so that's why I wanted one of those electronic bug and hidden camera detectors, only when I looked into it there about $400, so I'm thinking maybe someone's got one that I can lend? - It also makes like a bang click noise, almost like a mouse trap going off, it would be designed specifically to wake people up. Again, deluded (stupid and manipulated) people, thinking they’re helping. Anyway, so, I found this Dr, Dr Gittoes really clueless and uninformed about virus’s and the symptoms - the ongoing symptoms that is, basically the total change in my body that happened after catching this virus, and actually I can’t believe how completely incompetent doctors are when it comes to virus’s. So many different side-effects, and diseases are caused from viruses. (I believe in January 2020, the Australian government caught on to the virus situation, and there were huge worldwide actions in place trying to combat virus.). BTW the receptionist bimbos there, at the Barber Street clinic in Gunnedah, pickpocketed my snacknuts out of my bag when I was standing at the counter, with my Medicare card. That reminds me there was an incident at the Elgin Street clinic in Gunnedah, it was ages ago now, I can’t remember what I was there for, but it was so bad. I think I ended up leaving and not worrying about the issue, it wasn’t worth it. Bimbo receptionist. There’s also a really bad one in Chatswood and one in North Sydney, they’ve both closedowns. (Worth mentioning some ‘prick’ Drs will prescribe the more expensive medication, when the same thing is available on the PBS list) You know it’s really not that hard to do the right thing by people, I find it extraordinary how people‘s main aim is to be rude, disrespectful and discredit someone, and to fight, it is like their priority and first instinct. They are so completely wrong, you’d think their priorities would be to treat the customer with respectful, so they get repeat customers, but no! Australians are the opposite really, of what they should be. The older I get the more I can see how backwards people in this country are. It’s embarrassing. There was an Indian doctor at Gunnedah rural health clinic who I saw about my sore elbow, (btw, this was brought on by ‘knitting furiously’ when the pool guy did not deliver my pool after I had paid for it at the beginning of summer, so all summer long, sitting on the couch, extremely angry with that male chauvinist – John Kozur, and as a result of all that fast paced knitting, I developed ‘over use syndrome’, possibly arthritis, in my elbows, but, it gets worse, at the end of that summer and after 3 tribunal hearings later, when I finally had completed my 25m lap pool, because of elbow problems, I could no longer do freestyle! You can’t imagine how much more furious I was then, but I did manage to come up with a whole heap of other ways to get fit and have fun in the pool, so I didn’t regret building it. I loved it – highly recommend a lap pool for health. I should mention, it was not just the elbow that had a problem I guess, my whole arms seemed to be suffering from “being spent” – not sure if there is a medical term, I did not even speak to the Dr about my sore arms, but I noted some years later, after I had moved from the farm, and had a total break from doing anything too strenuous (no more pool construction or chainsawing or relocation), so like 2 yrs break, then my arms suddenly got better, they were no longer sore. I noted if I did anything more strenuous, like lift a box, or do freestyle in the ocean – the pain would return. I use diluted Pepper oil on them – this worked a treat. I tried to google this arm pain, the only thing I read about was “overuse syndrome” which sounds right, but still not sure that is a medical term – like I don’t think any Dr would sign a medical certificate for Centrelink saying I had “overuse syndrome” ! I recall some years ago, mum said she got RSI, and just from driving around - but it’s not like mum used to hoon around like I see those hoons do, not a heavy driver at all, far from it. And dad had arthritis in his knees, probably elsewhere too. Anyway, this Indian Dr, diagnosed my elbow problem straight away (olecranon bursa – due to repetitive strain), so that was a miracle, plus it was bulk billing, it was only the Bimbo receptionist I had to deal with. (I really can’t explain just how much a problem Bimbo receptionists are) Also I went to him another time re puffy eyes I got from eating Woolworths Corn Beef, but he had no idea, but had me do blood tests- there is a Laverty Pathology in the clinic, Anne, the pathologists, stabbed me with the needle and muttered incoherence (stupid dog Anne WAKE UP) Later I went back to that clinic for a prescription repeat, and saw a female Indian Dr Nadia, (btw, I find this is a TACTIC by receptionists, they do not ‘allow’ me to see SAME Doctor. EVERY Dr’s office has been the same– this is worth mentioning, as it is important to see the same Dr, they get to know you and your history, and they can vouch for you when the dogs try to discredit you, which they do. So, anyway, this Dr Nadia (who I had never seen before, ever), was absolutely hopeless, not only did she fail to give me that repeat, she went off on a tangent (actually it was like she was zombie possessed) and gave me prescription for antidepressants, when I never once told her that I was depressed, in fact it was her that told me that she couldn’t sleep at night, and never has, and she seemed very jealous of my excellent 7hr ‘sleep history’ - I strongly suspect she was actually depressed and she is a messed-up Doctor who shouldn’t be a doctor at all. The bimbo receptionist was there, and I strongly suspect the dogs were there working their evil on this doctor. One of them was laughing at me as I left the building to my car – it was a deliberate fake evil witch type of laugh. Quite a common thing I hear, and often from bimbos on telly too – like there is a deliberate plan of bitches, to try to falsely label me with “mental problems”. That Dr is clueless about that fact, because nobody talks about it- she probably doesn’t even know that mothers can talk to their unborn babies either; they can tell it to be careful of the umbilical cord when it’s time, to not to get it caught around its neck. Just a simple little thought that the mother can have been the difference between life and death (or at least the difference between a C-section and natural way out these days). Given especially this particular situation, I really can’t believe how stupid Sharon Morgan is, and those health professional at Bundaberg, FUCKING MORON BIMBOS, who are clueless about the reality of the situation. I just can’t believe they were “allowed” to forcefully take a completely healthy person, me, and accuse me of being crazy, and lock me up for 'tests' over 7 days, especially when it is such an obvious set up . It’s like times have not changed at all from the Witches of Salem, when jealous bitchy girls accused women who they don’t like of being a witch, so they would be burned at the stake. It is exactly the same, only now, its credibility that is being burnt, as there are MANY people, especially the stupid police, who think anyone who has ever even been to a ‘shrink’, are total liars and ‘can’t see right’. There have been no attempts of any type of apology or admission of guilt , from any of those stupid evil bimbos in Gunnedah or Bundaberg. And female Dr’s – so bloody hopeless. Just say no. Jealousy - such a problem for them. Seeking treatment for a little wart on my hand, I consulted with Nature care college at St Leonard’s Homeopathic college. After taking the advised Homoeopathic medicine by the student physician and supervisor. No change. I contacted the clinic and told them I didn’t work at all, I thought I was polite and respectful, but the big egos at this clinic, I guess the supervisor, Dr Ken instead said I should take a different remedy: Dulcamara 30., which I did, resulting in Hives, Drop Face / Palsy, AND MAJOR Heart palpitations and later a giant Planter Wart on my left foot. (Basically, a mini stroke) I still have the Dropface on my right side today - this clinic is a total scam and should be shut down, actually they should be sued. (The little wart on my hand turned out to be a result of rubbing left over lip balm on my wrist – my bad!). Btw, while I was waiting for the medication to arrive in the mail, (Dulcamara 30.) I happen to watch a show on SBS called Insight, occasionally I watched it; pretty much a forum of people who talk about their experience with certain life issues, it can be interesting. Anyway on this particular day they had a group talking about exactly this homeopathic medication, exactly Dulcamara 30. They showed a few people who had taken it, they said what happens is you get hives. It was like a forewarning for me, and I should've listened to them, because indeed I did get hives. I can't remember if they mentioned the Dropface/ Dropmouth, and heart problems - perhaps if they had of focused more on the heart and the dropface side of things I might have paid attention, but I wasn't really familiar with hives, at that point in my life. Not to undermine what they tried to do here in this situation. Due to the hives, and the fact that little bimbo girls think it's funny to see someone break out in an extreme itchy red rash, I think it was given as ‘revenge’ for saying the other did not work. However, the way homeopathy works, it can bring on the same very symptoms that are trying to be cured - so who knows, maybe they actually saved me from having a stroke? You know, it wouldn't surprise me if it was just a coincidence, and their active nastiness, turned out to have major hidden positive side affects - sometimes life can work like that! Then as my life was going pretty well (despite virus problems which they can’t do anything about anyway, except social distancing. And of course the general thieving and disrespect from the general community I was living in) I am of the firm believe that some jealous evil person, set out to handicapped me, they did it with workboots – a slight hole was placed in the centre of the sole, so if you wear them for 12 months your foot will collapse, it’s called Collapsed Arch, or plantar fasciitis, I was completely unaware of this problem and I thought the pain was just from the prickles and burs from walking around the paddocks in summer with flimsy shoes, also a knitting needle went into my foot, and prune thorn went through my shoe into my foot, amongst other things. At the time it was really weird, as to why I was having so many problems with my left foot. Eventually I went to the Doctor, Dr Gittoes who failed to diagnose the problem, but gave my foot an ultrasound (what the ?) I went another two years waiting for my foot to heal (still unaware and wearing the same boots), in that time I went through a terrible situation in my life, I had to move several times, I had been outcast from my community (for writing about exactly what happens and using real names). And I still didn't even really know at that point that I had a major foot problem caused by my shoes that I was still wearing. So, I also had what I thought was a back problem, and I went to see the doctor at Gin Gin, Dr Abass and he sent me to Bundaberg to have an x-ray, so no diagnosis, but I told him that the Chyro usually helps my back pain, so he put me on a care plan so I could go and see the Chyro. (I'm later updating this and I've since learned, 5 yrs later in 2025, that my back pain which I thought was my back, my spine, was not my spine, it's the fascia from my scoliosis(!) who knew!! I have a c curve, and the fascia has been stretching and contorting my back muscles in a painful way, and suddenly then as I believe it as ‘set off’ because I've had to move so many times on my own doing all the muscle work. So I guess Dr Abass just didn't know about fascia or couldn't see any contortions or twists (?) I know in 2025 I can literally see a huge big twist in my back, but come to think of it, Dr Abass didn't even look at my back. And he didn't even look at my foot either. {Just as a weird sidebar: Whenever I think about this situation, or write about it, update my blog, I have people who do signs saying that “they stole from me”, so I'm not entirely sure what they stole, or who exactly, (must be the dogs), but it must be related to my back? Maybe they stole my back x-ray? or my care plan?? Who knows, but I definitely didn't receive any medical attention in relation to my scoliosis at any point in my life – not until later in 2025 when watching youtube did I even learn about it enough to start stretches, and I still am noy quite sure I have ‘hit the nail on the head’}. So, at my 2nd Chyro visit, (chiropractor, Dr Mohammed) about my sore back (no more pool) while I was there, I thought I should ask him about my foot, he took one quick look and straight away diagnosed it as Collapsed Arch, and said to check my boots, which I did and of course I could see the problem (there was a hole the size of a 20c coin in the left one – deliberate, I suspect, as I heard them wanting to handicap me – I dismissed it at the time) So, I threw them out, finally. I was told it would take 12 months to heal. 12 months has been and gone and I can feel that it’s better than before, not as floppy, but it’s still very painful. I can’t walk still or do any exercise or gardening that I’d like to do, my butt is getting huge and I predict it will take another 12 months to heal fully. By the way this was not a negligent part on my behalf, I mean perhaps after that initial doctors visit I could’ve visited a whole series of other doctors to get a second opinion, but I really believed it was just from those things that I mentioned, and it was slow to heal, anyway because of this ongoing foot problem, and I had written about it on Facebook, - a story called “Could You All Please Prey For My Foot” -I believe there were certain members in the community of Agnes Water/Miriam Vale/Colosseum and Bundaberg (complete stupid bimbo people) who thought it wasn’t healed as I wasn’t looking after myself and I hadn’t been to the doctors, and so I must be crazy. There are Dr/Nurse predators on Facebook who look for ‘victims’ to play their ‘cat and mouse‘ games with. It was an ‘accumulation of thought like this, that contributed to the dogs then locking me up for seven days at Bundaberg Metal Health ward – prison (full on guarded prison), to see if I was ‘crazy’. Curse those people to death and I hope they get cancer and die (what a total bully 101 experience – all those Dr’s and nurses involved are guilty and should be shut down). Apology not accepted. {BTW, I know there are many other people working to expose the Mental Health Industry as an ignorant bully scam, actually, there is a train of thought as to why I was plucked out of thin air to experience what happens to people, so I could ‘dob’ those mental health workers in, so to speak} Okay so after the foot diagnosis there’s a whole heap more problems, they said I could go on a care plan and a care plan basically means that the government will pay for five visits to either a specialists (it’s called Chronic disease management plan ). In theory that’s what’s meant to happen but that’s not what happens at all, both the physio and the Chyro charge an initial fee of $70 / $40, you get $15 back from physio and none from the Chyro, but then in my case the Chyro charged this fee twice (because he’s greedy) and the physio also charged me twice because she said the nurse at Gin Gin hospital, Nurse Annette, who made my care plan, made a mistake (BTW, when I was seeing that nurse at the Gin Gin hospital, I was harassed by at least 4 short female dogs (they’re often short, I call them short and stupid now) who were harassing me from the next room down, they also followed me after I left the hospital and when I was parked outside the nearby hardware shop, they broke into my car and stolen the forms that the nurse had just given me DOGS, this is typical stupid female dog behaviour – most women have no idea how stupid they are) And, again, at that hospital, there is a travelling physio that comes every so often that bulk bills, I was meant to see that one there, part of my care plan, but when I called them, the bimbo girl said they didn’t have any available appointment for 3 months. So, I had to travel to Bundaberg. This is very typical, those dogs favour their friends, and don’t give appointments to women they do not know or like. That girl was just being difficult, I’m certain she would’ve had appointments available, but she was carrying on like a dog; because I really wanted appointment and so she was doing the opposite, so NO, you can’t have one - it’s typical stupid dog behaviour. I can sense it a mile off. Stupid female dogs. WHAT THE HELL? WAKE UP WOMEN, YOU’RE EMBARRASSING. I must mention the first time I saw the Dr there, no problems (wow), although it is really up the nurse and receptionists to decide about my care Plan, the Dr has nothing to do with it except sign the paper work at the end. I am pretty sure it is NOT meant to be this way. Also, later when I tried to make a 2nd appointment with that Dr, again the receptionists said again, no you can’t see him, how about a nice intern? At this point, since I had been ‘abducted’ against my will by the dogs for 7 days, I knew then the importance of having the same Dr. So, I insisted I see that particular once again, first time I had insisted such a thing, they came up with all sorts of excuses, “he is out of the country, he is being detained, he is on holiday, he is on holiday again, we made a mistake with our appointments”, and anyway, 3 mnths it took, but I was finally able to see the same Dr twice! (This is really typical, all receptionists do it, I am never ‘allowed’ to see the same Dr twice - weirdos) And by the way it actually can’t be proved that you have a collapsed arch, you can only visibly see it when it’s at the extreme worst, and your foot’s all floppy, but as it heals, it no longer is so floppy, so you can’t see the pain, unless it is hot, and the inflammation is quite visible (your skin bulges). I saw my foot when it was at the flop stage, flop flop, and boy, I wish I had of videoed it, because I have not actually seen any videos of anything quite similar, when I scoured YouTube, even though there are quite some bad cases of collapsed arch – there are different types of Collapsed Arch. I didn’t see anything that resembled what my foot looked like. And so, because it can’t be proved, aside from the initial siting, which if the doctor didn’t see it, as in my case, then he would be fairly clueless. But going to work every day, would be unbearable – you really cannot walk at all, there has to be no pressure put on that foot, even getting up to go the loo, should be avoided! so it is unbearable having a collapsed arch. Because, what happens, you can walk around with only a little pain, but that activity makes it not heel, and if you keep going, pretty soon, you will see flop flop again, as your foot goes back to square 1. I’m pretty sure if they paid a podiatrist to find out the truth, they could get it if they really tried. So, I feel there’s really no excuses; exemptions should be given for people who have collapsed arch, and a disability pension applied (a disability is more than unemployment) I want to add, my case was pretty bad, and apparently a typical collapsed arch would only take 12 months to heal, but mine has been over 4 years and it still hasn’t healed, and it may be permanent, if you read my photo story about it, you will see why, I did serious damage to it. Plus, I had to move 5 times with a collapsed arch. And, I think there is another particular issue that you can see here: some people have a problem (a ‘problem’ being an understated word) with old people and UNEMPLOYED people receiving FREE medical treatment, (including dentistry) but that’s the way it is. That’s the way the government has decided it should be, it has been this way ever since I started paying attention at age 18, 30yrs ago, and they have set ‘X’ amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. And btw, most of my medical issues that I have had to go to a Dr about, have been injuries brought on by other people anyway. I believe they’re trying to do something about the attitude towards excluding people for medical treatment, in Australia. EVERYBODY is legible for Medicare rebates and if you have a Health Care Card, ALL medical appointments are FREE if you go to a bulk billing clinic. (Except for physio, Chyro, and massage -which I am trying to campaign them to include in ‘medical world’. The fact that they don’t, especially, include Chyro is ridiculous, in my experience Chyros are much better at perceiving the physical body than a GP doctor. BTW, this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 30 years. PLUS, often specialists are required for diagnosis, if a GP can’t do it, and this isn’t even factored in at all. This was the problem about my foot, the GP couldn’t diagnose it, and so it went undiagnosed for 2yrs, and became a major problem, and now is possibly not going to heal ever, just because of the incompetence of the GP. That GP should have immediately referred me to a specialist, and the specialist should’ve been included in my bulk billing appointment. This is a total inadequacy, an adequacy on behalf of the Australian government. IT MIGHT HAVE HEALED BY NOW IF DIAGONIZED AND WORKBOOTS WERE REPLACED. Curse the gov. And so, the government pretends to pay for everything, but in reality, don’t. A physio and Chiro help, but they don’t cure my Plantar fasciitis at all, it’s just a matter of time and immobility, and probably massage from a gentle ‘alternative’ type person would help. I just found out, as I’ve had chronic pain for five years now from this infliction, and I am unable to walk properly or do exercise, I am entitled to disability payment, that’s what it says on the disability Centrelink website. And disability payment is $300/fortnight more than my income now. So, it will be well worth my effort to apply for disability. So, I did, but because of the ways that it was diagnosed; A Chyro - chiropractor diagnosed it, Dr Mohammed - just at the end of a back session, I just said to him would you please take a look at my foot, it’s so sore. He took one look at it and said straightaway, you have got collapsed arch. So finally!! I had some sort of answer, I looked it up, read about it, I looked at my foot properly, and indeed, I could see indeed the arch had fully collapsed, it was all floppy. So, Centrelink refused my disability, because it hadn’t been diagnosed ‘properly’. Apparently, a chiropractor who diagnoses it, isn’t good enough, they don’t believe him, although that chiropractor Dr Mohammed from Bundaberg / Gin Gin, did refuse to put it in writing! So, then I had to go to all the problems of obtaining all my medical records back to 2018 when I went to the doctor about it initially. And it’s so happened as a part of my care plan, I went and saw a podiatrist, Paul Wang because due to all the limping I had to do on my bad foot, my other foot had some pain, pins and needles, and he diagnose that as “toe impingement”, and he could see the planta fasciitis on my left foot. But for some reason Paul Wang won’t put that in writing for me, apparently, he has left the clinic. Although his name is still listed at the podiatrist place in Bundaberg and because I later went to that place “advance foot care” and saw a different podiatrist, a young woman Taylor Tatarelli, who couldn’t see the planta fasciitis, and said the reason I was experiencing pain was because I was walking funny! And she wanted me to pay $600 for an orthopaedic! Plus, Paul Wang didn’t charge me at all, as per the Plan, and I shouldn’t have been charged by Taylor, but she charged $100, so not only are they stealing from me, but possible wrong fully diagnosing my foot! Also, I suspect Paul Wang actually does still work there, but he didn’t want to see me because he knows that I have Collapse Arch, and they didn’t want to put it in writing (all the dogs were there) Later that day I went to the Dr, Dr Dr Enzo from the Moore Park Beach clinic - he could see that my left leg was in dire straits, from walking that day, but instead of letting Centrelink know that I plainly cannot walk on my foot, or my leg swells up, he did nothing – he is an idiot. The woman at the pathology lab says he works incahoots with Dr Abass – so both of them arses. (Dr Abass, when I went to him for proof that I had a Collapsed Arch, he said he couldn’t give it to me.) Yet another clueless GP. I will keep persisting with an appeal. Still denied – Centrelink CUNTS, July 2022 – still cannot walk for longer than 10 minutes and have foot pain. So, I want to further add to that appointment, because that swelling in my left leg and pain particularly around my knee lasted for a couple of days, but what I noticed that the pain extended right up my left side and into my left boob. So, the podiatrist who, just before was poking, prodding, and rubbing the ball of my foot, for what seems like at least 20 minutes in painful manner, also had me traipsing around on her walking electronic measuring pad - she did something to my foot which set something off on my left side. I TOLD YOU I CAN’T WALK ON MY FOOT. Or this is what happens. Dr Enzo had no idea what was wrong with it – NONE. I want to add, that bloody Dr, saw, blatantly that my knee was twice its normal size, I could not walk properly or bend it, yet, he completely ignored it, as like, “it never happened, I don’t see any problems at all” –‘I will protect that bimbo podiatrists with any lies necessary’. And this is at least the 4th time something like this has happened. Either covering up for another Dr’s fuck up, whether it be deliberate or accidental. OR a doctor just completely ignoring symptoms, if they don’t know what the problem is, OR, does not want anyone to know that I have that particular affliction – don’t ask me what their motive is in that case? I would say, 6/10 Dr Visits, this is the case – not good odds if you go to a Dr. Also, I have fluid and swelling in my whole left leg now, that extends into my left breast, and lymph nodes. And so, I went to Friendlies Hospital in Bundaberg, Sarah the lymphoedema physio, and omg TOTAL FAKER. I know for a fact, that she has no idea where the lymph nodes are located around the ankle and calf, in fact she pretty much ‘stroked’ the opposite of where they are located. She is a fake doctor. If this does not demonstrate her incompetence, then it demonstrates her total lack of respect for me, and desire to do the opposite of what she should be doing. She also tried to talk me into spending $80 on a stocking, and said she would bulk bill me, but then DID not, charging my cc $80 she is a thief aswell. And I told you, all physio and chiro can be bulk billed. If they charge, they are being greedy thieves. So, I recommend not going to see any more chiros or physios, or anything. A reflexologist has more of a clue about lymph’s than she does – bimbo. So, several months later, I’m still getting pain in my left boob plus it’s red. Maybe the podiatrist set off a pre-existing injury, as I was kicked in that boob several years ago which caused a big huge inflammation of the cysts, (which were removed), and that boob to, was also squashed brutally by a bitchy bimbo female lab technician at the Melbourne hospital during a scan. So possibly those two past injuries maybe the root of this new aggravation, or it could be something else like mould in my new unit? I am not sure; I’m going to have to make another doctor’s appointment to try and determine what the problem is. So, both that MPB Dr and the podiatrist, had no idea what either was doing. So, after trying to get an appointment in my new location, I eventually did, (no thanks to the local Lockwood Drs – more bimbo receptionists. {actually, later I tried to get a second app, and again, no luck, had to go to the hospital emergency outpatient unit, AGAIN, where I think I saw Emma Finylson, the thief. Just bloody useless. (And there are heaps of doctors here, with bimbo receptionists network who refuse to give me an appointment – I think they all must be all manipulated by that stupid blonde receptionists in Chatswood – the DOG NETWORK on text messaging.) Those receptionists seem NOT to realize just exactly what their job is; all they have to do is make the appointment, that’s it. They do not get to decide if the person actually needs to appointment or not – they are far too stupid to do that. So, I did make another appointment, a female, Dr Narelle Armstrong, she had no idea, so sent me for a breast ultrasound. (She did this to power trip as SHE DOES NOT KNOW WHY I HAVE SORE LYMPHS, PLUS, she does not know how to treat Planta fasciitis, she said after the boob is sorted, she will send me to an exercise physiologist – and there is no such thing) The ultrasound guy said I had no lumps. However, 2 weeks later when I saw her again (I could not get in sooner – I suspect bimbo reception problem again, even though I had to go for a tick on my head, but still could not get in and had to go to the emergency outpatient unit at the hospital. But Dr Armstrong said there was a lump in my other boob and I need a mammogram and biopsy at Mackay. But seriously – there is no lump in my other boob, I have checked and checked. I really think she made it up, just like how Abass sent me for a foot Xray and ultrasound – as they cannot see a collapsed arch from either, so it would be pointless doing. Anyway, I phoned the radiology all the way up in Mackay, and guess what, they want $70. So, this is what this is about - the money. The money and they fact that’s she does not know why I have sore lymph’s under my arm and on my right breast. So, she totally concocted some bullshit for her to power trip, so she would not feel bad at not knowing what the real problem is. She wanted me to drive all the way up to Mackay to have a boob syringed out only there was nothing to syringed out! THIS is the epitome of stupidity. I will not be going for a biopsy. Btw I did email her after they said they were going to charge me, and she emailed me back saying she has sorted it, and then one of the bimbo radiologist receptionists called me to say it would be bulk billed – so there you go, they can, and should have bulk billed ALL my appointments. The ones that charged me are greedy thieves, I am going to name them: Cody Amos, Taylor Tatarelli, Dr Mohamed Hussein, and Sarah Atkinson, all from Bundaberg. I later found out that this whole lymph thing, is a “thing” with doctors. There has been no intelligence about the lymph system and lymph problems, aside from women who have had lymph nodes removed due to breast cancer. This is now, the only area where they think it’s of concern - they don’t acknowledge the fact that one, can have lymph problems at all. But they are starting to recognise it, as we have new forms of communications, like YouTube and Facebook. And you know how women like to talk! By the way, I remember back in 1999, when I moved onto a farm near Gunnedah, I first noticed I had lymph problems then, I didn’t know that that’s what it was at the time - I thought it was just some sort of weird sex thing, because it was such a relief when the lymph fluid was moved! So silly! But I suspect actually this is the reason why there’s not much information on it either - people are very prudish (which is another strange weird phenomena!). So, lymph problems are not a sexual problem (!). I look at my situation back then, and the house I was living in wasn’t insulated/built well, so it was very hot in summer/cold in winter. I didn’t have much money, so I would’ve been eating properly, I was smoking, probably as a food substitute, but I was doing a lot of horse-riding, and I was fairly physically active and well then - although not as active as the prior 10 years, that I had been working on my feet all day long. So, it was one of those factors or maybe a combination of all of them to stir up trouble in my lymph system. Oh! not to mention my jodhpurs could’ve been too tight, or maybe I didn’t even have jodhpurs at that point, and I was wearing jeans, in which case, that would’ve caused problems I’m sure, having no stretch, so pulled tight over my leg muscles whilst riding. I should do the 40km drive up to Mackay for a lymphatic drainage massage, but all the medical professionals that I’ve seen over the past 5 years have been big fat fakers, so have decided not to waste my money. {I have since discovered a reflexologists on YouTube, Dr Adam Thomas, and he instructs how to self massage, well actually he shows other reflexologists how to , and so anyone can see how to – and you can do it yourself, as I tried it and – OMG, so affective, thankyou thankyou, and for free. And, just remembered, I did have some mild lymph pain before I saw that evil podiatrist, at first I remember it started with spa use – my spa, arms resting over the top, contacting some sort of bacterial infection? The next day my lid that sits on top where my arms went, turned black with mould. But then someone told me it may have been sewage being emptied nearby at MPB? Yuk, I am fairly sure it is spa? But then I did remember specifically after I did some freestyle when I first went to MPB, I HAD SORE LYMPHS, and I don’t think I had my spa back then, no, I did not. So maybe neither spa or sewage, but it’s just exercise?? Who knows. God, do they really empty sewage into the ocean? Backwards idiots. {I just reread my story “Telstra Antics re Lymph Problems”, I mention some woman I spoke to on the phone re my Lymphs – she may be the root cause of the podiatrists behaviour back at Bundaberg?} Sometimes I think Telstra muck up everybody's communication; they're so facetious and rude and disrespectful, and bitchy, to customers, so everybody's calls get rerouted or whatever, so no one can do proper business……. Btw, at the hospital when I had the infected tick treated, thieving dogs turned up while I was waiting (they sometimes wear pink clothes, same ones as at Gin Gin hospital who followed me and stole my Care Plan out of the car), they followed me to the Sarina chemist and tried to steal from me at the chemist (via PBS/non PBS prices - Sarina chemist are just as guilty as the dogs who manipulate them.) It’s a highly organised crime scam. By the way, when I complained about this to the health authorities, they got back to me and told me that “we’ll we won’t do anything about this, we will protect everyone who works at the hospitals and in the industry, over you, and will call you crazy if you call and make anymore complaints again” – well, they didn’t outrightly say that, they said it in a round about way, but that message was loud and clear. If I want to put a complaint in the future, then it has to be done anonymously. I’d say you can’t trust any woman who works in the health industry in Australia they’re all bloody dodgy. No ‘gay’ radar, a victim radar – we want money we want money we want money we want money we want money. Here is a good spot to mention, that female Dr, I felt, was in cahoots with quite a few other women, because I had women sniffing around me at that particular time - women who wear pink (hot pink – they seem to be related to raising money for fake breast cancer? They are evil and not ‘working for the good’ Olivia Newton John inspired little thieves) So, I felt like they were working in conjunction, to get me to go on this unnecessary trip up to the imaging Centre, about my boob. I felt like they wanted to treat me like a mouse, and play their “cat and mouse game” (they picked the wrong person). But I strongly suspect, and I have no proof of this, but I strongly suspect there would have been “boob removal” in the name of breast cancer, when in fact it was just a bunch of bitchy girls playing “cat and mouse” games. You should never underestimate how evil women are. I find in society, most people do. I recommend 5 opinions before major surgery – GREED I want to mention, back at Dr Enzo who took my weight and height, said I was slightly overweight and I ought to lose some. I felt he was totally right. I have always been slim, but now after 5 yrs sore foot and no walking or anything, not so much, I look normal, and for me, that is overweight. I specifically mention this, as I have dogs on Netflix who try to manipulate ‘forced feeding’ – this is actually really easy to do in the image world, all you have to do is present a food image, and voilà the person watching is hungry. They do it normally as in, a pre written script, they also do it ‘live’, at a big expense. It is a form of abuse. There are people also who do signs, saying that “I am blind” and thus lose my things, rather than admit to bimbos stealing them. {Wrong, not blind} Also, there are people saying I have dementia, Alzheimer’s, rather than admit BLONDE bimbos stealing from me - {Wrong again, and fuck off you stupid sign dogs, stop doing disrespectful signs}. I did get scratched by my cat badly after a tragic incident involving my Builyan neighbours. I went to Agnes Water Discovery Coast Medical Centre, Dr Scanlan, who gave me antibiotics, (the right one) and then a Tetanus shot, - the Tetanus shot, caused 15 months of major arm pain, unable to lift arm up – and I had to relocate in that period – oh what a joy.) Tetanus is NOT necessary (antibiotics work just fine on all related medical situations, even for something deep and serious) and any Dr knows it. This guy is just a prick who needs to be sued, as does the greedy pharmaceutical people who entice Dr's to give them out still – money making scam. Apparently that Dr called me, he said it was the Dr who owned that clinic – he called 15mnths later , like a week after my arm stopped hurting finally, and I could now lift it up. {Not a coincidence}. And he said, it is the girl who decides about Tetanus – tell the girl, he implied it was the girls who insisted I have a Tetanus shot, but I remember Dr Scanlan asked the girls to administer a Tetanus. Later, in 2025, I learnt about Fascia, as it is the fascia causing problems in my back, and possibly foot. Anyway, I suspect the reason I could not lift up my arm after the shot for so long, was because the girl twisted my fascia somehow, with the needle – and possibly deliberatley?? I did not know fascia was a thing before, but, a nurse, probably did know about it, and it was a nurse who administered the shot. They are such cunts. Also, I think it was that Dr, who I spoke to about Mylanta, I have to take Mylanta for heartburn, like every day, sometimes 2 or 3 tablets, (from when I was 18-20, studying and living off tomatoes and bread), and I asked him if I should take other medication instead, he prescribed something, I tried it, but felt it was not as affective as Mylanta, plus there was a risk to my stomach, apparently it has side affects of ulcers. So I switched back to Mylanta. Btw, Mylanta is bicarb soda ($3.95/kg), plus sweetner so it is palatable; and Mylanta people are charging $14-$18 a packet for “bicarb” tablets!! Scam. Not sure why China has not produced a non generic brand!! Plus Mylanta people change the ingredients list on the packaging, without changing the product. Maybe it was Dr Abass who I spoke to about Mylanta? I want to mention, a lot of Dr’s, especially now, rather than when I was younger want to do blood tests. I feel this a scam, especially if I have not told the Dr, I was having any specific symptoms that would warrant a blood test – I feel it as a moneymaking scam for new pathology labs. Plus, Queensland Health offers “The Spectacle Supply Scheme”;1 pair of glasses to healthcare card holders every two years. But it turns out only if you pay them $35 for the eye scan. Scam. Also, I developed arthritis in my knee when I was about 42. This was diagnosed by DR Nasma Rahman at the Gunnedah Rural Health clinic in 2013, when I went to see her about a cyst in my boob. However, she or, should I say Stephanie Huntly, the document recorder, failed to say what type of arthritis, or write this up in my medical records – oh no, that’s not going to cause any problems. Stupid. Actually there were 3 names on my medical records, Stephanie Huntly, Katrina Nowland and Lisa Sutherland, it was not 100% clear which girl did what, it certainly was not made clear at my appointment that it was being recorded. And part of the report was cut off. Maybe the ‘recorder’ girl took notes from the Dr afterwards? Who knows how they do their ‘shit’ – but I am thinking all appointments should be camera and audio recorded. Plus, I personally believe, I have knee arthritis that is caused from old injuries. And the only type of injury that my knees have sustained is from when I was at school (NEGS), and I was forced to kneel on hardwood kneelers in church twice a week, it was extremely painful at the time, and it was a ‘thing’ that not only the referend, but the school principal and girls in the choir who did not have to kneel, enjoyed inflicting this pain on the other girls – they deserve cancer. Every time I stand up, I am in pain, I can no longer ride my bike or do other things, only 47 now. I wish to sue the school, but the 4 lawyers who bothered to get back to me, refused. Lawyers are trained monkees in this country. (I had NEGS girls (stupid ones) pursuing me my whole life trying to inflict pain on me due to those church services) I should mention I was thrown from a horse once and hurt my knee, this is why that knee is worse, I am pretty sure. Although information about this type of arthritis changes every time, I look it up on google. I was diagnosed with arthritis in my knees in 2013 by Dr Nazma Rahman, however she didn’t tell me what type of arthritis. So I went to a local doctor here to find out, he sent me to have an x-ray of my knees (?). Then he said I don’t have arthritis. He is a bloody idiot. mmm all these years of imagined arthritis symptons! – yeah right. I absolutely do, but he said I didn’t because he wants me to go to see a physio on a care plan - which the government pays for, because you see, that clinic down there “Family Practice”, is run by receptionists who are wives and friends of other health related people, trying to make money for themselves. So, they want money for physio, and not money to treat my problem – see those doctors are run by receptionists. He also said I would need an MRI scan to see arthritis or my plantar fasciitis, but that is too expensive and they do not bulk bill. In Gunnedah they bulk billed me for brain MIR same at Bundaberg – that’s 2 scans wasted, when they could have done my foot to see the collapsed arch, or my knee to see arthritis. Not to mention Dr Abass sending me for ultrasound and Xray on my foot when only an MRI scan will show it. Idiots wasting my time and tax payers money. Btw, a little birdy told me the real reason they are denying I have arthritis in the knees now, is because there is a new cure, an expensive one, so they do not want me to be able to access that treatment, so they just deny I have it. The whole medical world is full of dodgy liars. Oh, in 2023, I came across a medical form from Dr Abass I think, he mentioned on my care plan I had arthritis, and listed which type, but I can’t recall off the top of my head what type it was, and don’t ask what form, I have so many on file now! But its there somewhere, in black and white. And the Dr who said I did not have arthritis, also said he knows “one can have plantar fasciitis, without it being seen by eye or detected machine” – so its like he has major common sense in this area, but none in the arthritis area!! I have a very old memory of when I was young, my 4yr old sister was taken to the emergency hospital at Tamworth for a BADLY broken leg, she was in a LOT of pain and I clearly remember the neglect we experienced at the hospital, waiting for hours and hours, and my sister screaming and crying the whole time. “We had to wait our turn in the queue”. SCREAMING hrs hrs…. Such bimbo lack of common-sense behaviour, I can’t believe it. GO AND GET THE FUCKING DOCTOR. The lack of common sense in young women is scary. Actually, I believe that “waiting our turn” would have stemmed from no one being ‘allowed’ to be different or special; each person had to wait their turn. The more I think about this whole ‘special’ issue, the bigger the deal I realize it is. People especially in country areas, are really threatened by anyone who is perceived as special, nobody likes to think of anybody else more special than them - it’s a total ego bimbo concept. And, along the same lines as someone who boasts and skytes about how good they are at something; that person gets fully shunned from the group, or family, or school, or whatever the situation. I have seen it many times. This comes from a lack of pride, it’s a total tall poppy syndrome, and very common in rural Australia, which we need to evolve out of, because there are many special people. Although I heard after I wrote this it happens in the city too, to celebrities, young tv stars. “Oh, you think your special” punch! Stupid people suffer from this syndrome. But also with female hospital staff, their lack of common sense is due from “sleeping beauty” affect, which, is the governments fault, as there is a total unwillingness to ‘wake’ up young women, they like stupid bimbo women, the more stupid the better as far as A LOT of people are concerned, mainly men. It means no complaining about ALL the injustices going on in the world. See. You can't fix what you can't see. This was the main reason I was ban from FACEBOOK - let sleeping dogs lie. Another from mum - when my little brother was born, (4th born- always complications, really and truly I don’t know why mothers have more than two kids - they want to make things difficult for their offspring, so many medical problems always exist with more than 1 child. Anyway – my little brother, Tomas, when he was born, had something wrong with his ribs, I can’t quite remember the details, but it involved him throwing up, he could not keep down his milk. Mum took him to the doctors repeatedly, and the bimbo receptionist refused to give mum an appointment, she got to the point where she was an absolute wreck, because she knew that her little boy was going to die if he didn’t get some sort of medical assistance, so she really had to fight for him and get angry at the stupid bimbo receptionist in order for the doctor to see her child, and of course when they did, he was immediately flown down to Sydney for an operation, which saved his life. (Let me guess, STUPID DOGS DOING THE OPPOSITE – she really had to see a doctor so they said no, if she had of approached the receptionist: oh well, I might need an appointment, or I might not….”, then they would have made an appointment for her. Bloody STUPID female dogs. Also, from many yrs ago, when I was 10, the school I was about to attend required a medical check. The Dr at Gunnedah gave me one, I clearly remember he did a ‘squirm factor check’ – that is, to inflict pain for as long as it takes for the victim to squirm. I guess if the child does not squirm ever, there would be a problem, or possible future victim in the network of paedophiles. (Teach your child to ‘squirm’ when in pain or are uncomfortable) btw, I found in life, as a woman, this is one of the biggest things men do, to attack women, they enjoy making them feel uncomfortable – looking for that squirm factor. (Sidebar; You know, one that that really annoys me is parents and or Doctors who don’t tell their patient what’s wrong with them, they try to ‘protect’ the patient / child from devasting news – this IS SO WRONG I CAN’T BELIEVE IT people still do it and it is a part of ‘powertripping’ more so than having the patients/child’s best interest at heart. - not that I think Drs know about the virus correlation, but other health problems) Oh, and since I have no pool anymore for my back, (2023) sometimes I strain it, usually just 1 side, and I need to go to a Physio, but I can’t, it’s too expensive, some charge up to $200 for initial consult. And I cannot get a part medicare rebate for Physio either, like the people on a ‘health care plan' can, as my back only gets strained sometimes, it’s not a permanent thing. So I have to just lay in bed for 1-2 weeks until I can move again. Health care in Australia, what healthcare? And of course, I have to mention what a total scam the mental health industry is in this country, it’s a total moneymaking, job creation, female dominated area that is full of bullies/predators and cats who just want to play the Cat and Mouse game. It’s an area you should stay well away from-take matters into your own hands. (Including all medications for mental health - total money-making power tripping scam, in my experience, I find most nursing staff in a nursing home delusional about medication. Often people are there because they are in the process of dying, and there is no help that can be given, but a nurse has only the knowledge that they are there to help, so if they can’t help, then they can give them a tablet and feel then that they are helping. And this is also true in hospitals and mental units, where a person has been put there because they are scarring the pencil pushers, (often just for speaking the truth but in a loud ‘scary’ voice) so they are classed as someone with ‘mental health issues’, and thus must be put on medication. Just because they have a concern and speak in a raised voice! This is really a joke, and I can’t believe it has not come to light about the complete stupidity of this practice. That type of medication will do more harm than good. WAKE UP bims. Don’t get me started on the dentist visits either, there has been a whole string of bad ones. My main issue with dentists is doing work that doesn’t need to be done, they just want your money. (Plus, the teeth torture/NEGS time) All in all, it’s a good thing I’m a pretty healthy person, and had a fortunate childhood with healthy food and an intelligent mother who knew how to feed her kids, to make sure we were fit and healthy. Thankyou mum! 2024 - I need to update this, 2yrs later, I am now living in Sarina, and I STILL have a Collapsed Arch. 6 yrs. To cut a long story short, I have worked out I can heel it with cold, 3hrs cold treatment below the neck. (I write about it in detail on “Inflammation from collapsed Arch - What to do if you have a Collapsed Arch or Plantar fasciitis “ page 15). But now, so far, this treatment has been unavailable to me. And certainly, no Dr in Sarina, or Gin Gin, or Gunnedah, is aware of it. (!) BTW, having plantar fasciitis means that I can't really walk or do any exercise, because it just hurts and doesn't heal. You can't believe how much weight I've put on NOT being able to do any exercise for six years. So, every three months I have to go to the Dr, as I need a doctors medical certificate to give Centrelink. So that's what I've been doing, and then eventually Centrelink contacted me, and said “well we no longer believe you, you don't have a collapsed arch or you have to provide better proof, otherwise you now have to jump through our hoops” and went ahead and made an appointment with a ‘new’ jobs provider, after first cutting my pay, and harassing me by phone with multiple calls. (They said this, because if you are receiving medical certificates for more than 3 years, they put you on disability – but they do not want to put me on disability as it is considerably more money than unemployment’s. – They are screwing me (AGAIN). So if you have a medical certificate you don't have to jump through their cunt power tripping activity hoops. So I go back to the doctor and said that they didn't believe me and I need more proof! So then the doctor tells me, this whole time he's been giving me medical certificates for my back, and not my foot! Can you believe that! I’m thinking: You know, I have it in writing from you; COLLAPSED ARCH! What the fuck! –He said he will prescribe another ultrasound and xray (even though I already had done this. He also said I have a back problem which he will sort out (I never mentioned to him anything about my back (!) – he said my back problem is more significant than my foot problem! What the!! Now, I believe he said this, because, I mean, how would he know? No mention to him about my back EVER, (compared to my foot, my back, as far as I was concerned, was not a real problem, my foot was way more of a problem, as I COULD NOT WALK). But, they were doing a ‘thing’ in the medical world, about fascia - it's a new thing that they have discovered, which they thought before was kind of irrelevant, just the connective tissue holding muscle, but it turns out that you can have fascia problems. And someone in the medical world must have wondered why I was having back problems while I was at Gin Gin, looked into it, and made a discovery!! Yah for that person. I mean, I was and still am having problems; after doing laborious activities such as my gardening, I could not stand up properly. I thought it was from my long butt length hair, because when I wash it I am doing a repetitive brush to remove all the tangles, and it's quite hard work, I would exit the shower with a rapid heartbeat. But when I got my haircut in 2022, I found the problem didn't go away. So Dr Eche told me, it's because of my scoliosis, the curve is bad enough to cause these movement problems related to the Fascia. I find it very strange, because I've gone my whole life without ever having any back problems (aside from sciatica from shovelling horse manure - I don't believe it's because of the scoliosis, I believe it's from physical activity). Actually, I will put that story here too, in 2001, I was heavily getting into creating my garden, and one day I was shovelling some horse manure out of the trailer that my sister and I had just collected from the race track (not that my sister actually contributed to any of the work involved! she was the driver and the watcher!) So, all of a sudden when I was shovelling, my back kind of just went twinge, and was painful. I didn't understand what was happening and just kept shovelling till it was all done (whoops). The next day or maybe just a bit later later I suddenly couldn't walk (it may have been a week later after more gardening?? Ages ago now) So I was in an extreme amount of pain, my whole right leg swelled up considerably (or was it left?). All I had was some Mersyndol that my aunt had given me for when I had my wisdom teeth removed (which looking back I probably shouldn't of had removed as they weren't causing me any problems), so I kept taking these waiting for them to work, but after 10 tablets there was no difference, that pain medication was pointless (it was from 1991, so maybe expired?) so, I wasn't sure what to do, it was more than typical pain and bruise that one encounters in day to day life. So, I called dad and dad said he would come out and take me to the hospital. Now it was the wee hours of the morning by then, (tired and ugly) {not angry}, I told the Gunnedah hospital people I was in a lot of pain and I took Mersyndol, - and they completely ignored the fact that I was in pain, and thought that I'd overdosed myself, like committed suicide. (!) I didn't know that this is what they thought, so what they did was give me some medication {which I thought would help with the pain}, but instead, it was one of those vomiting medications, and so I spent the next few hours vomiting every 15 minutes. So, the pain in my back and leg was now topped with this having to get up every 15 minutes (I did not know they gave me this medication – if I had of known, I would have got a bucket – fucking stupid dogs). But, I had not eaten anyway, it was repeated vomiting attempts, like dry retching I think it’s called, painful, very uncomfortable. Unbearable. Honestly looking back on it now, I can't begin to describe how angry I am about this cruel stupidity on behalf of Gunnedah hospital. All of the people involved in this situation need a bullet to your ear. Fuck you all. What do you always believe the stupid bitch dogs in their gossip: How many times do I have to say it NOT ON DRUGS and I'm PERFECTLY MENTALLY HEALTHY you fucking idiots. {I’m angry now – guess what – they ‘willed’ it!}. So, the following 3 mnths I could not walk, luckily the rental had wooden floorboards so I could just sit on my office chair and glide myself around. I couldn't even put my foot in my shoe, my leg was still huge. So, one of Penny’s friend eventually mentioned to me, just by chance one day, when penny was not there, ‘that doctor I saw at the hospital was two days away from retirement, I should see someone else’ (Like, on my blog, I have mentioned the stupid receptionists at the Dr’s in Gunnedah refuse to give me appointments, so I have to go to the emergency ward). And I’m thinking, as if I was going to go back to those fucking idiots. So, in those 3mnths I saved up a little money and went and saw a masseuse, I had 4 sessions, she kind of helped but not really, there's only so much a masseuse can do it with sciatica – not that she admitted as such, she was happy to take my money. I was still young and not aware I should have gone to a chiropractor. But eventually I could walk and it wasn't that painful anymore. I ended up leaving the farm and went down to Melbourne RMIT, when I was there I saw a chiropractor (not the ones at RMIT chiro school {I wrote a whole story about those stupid twits – probably from Gunnedah hospital}. So this guy gave me an adjustment and it was kind of an instant relief. I was much better after that. So at no point did anyone ever tell me I had sciatica. Eventually, years later just from hearing about what sciatic is, I realised “oh that's what I had”. I mean thank goodness we have YouTube now. The doctors, nurses and receptionists in Australia are blonde stupids. So, from time to time, I got a saw back, but then I got my pool and did my swimming and no more pain. And, more importantly I discovered that if you just lie down immediately if I put my back out, and lie down perfectly straight on flat surface, and just wait, about 15 minutes, the disc that slipped out will go back in, and all will be fine again, no pain down the leg no swelling. I still maintain that this back issue was not related to scoliosis, but some people reckon scoliosis is from muscle weakness, and some people reckon sciatica is from muscle weakness too. But after all my gardening I would have quite substantial muscles in my back. They think apparently the muscles have to be strong enough to keep the discs in place. So, I'm not an expert but I know that there are people out there now thinking that that's not entirely true. They're still figuring it out as far as I can tell. Btw, I reckon that Doctor who they told me was two days away from retirement, would've had nothing to do with the situation, it would've been all stupid little girls who believe gossipy rumours that I'm on drugs and have mental problems. I can't believe what a witch hunt this whole area is, and how stupid women are. I will never see a female doctor ever, they use useless, they have no common sense and are easily manipulated by each other - complete stupidity. I did put in a complaint – 25 years later, due to ‘metaphysical’ reasons, as I certainly don’t expect the bitches who run the health sector to do anything about this type of discrimination, let alone even acknowledge it their snobbery discrimination – and typically, I did get such response: “not enough evidence for an investigation and it happened too long ago”. Whatever. I complain here, it is way more effective than that gov department So, back at Sarina, Dr Echhe said, I also have disc degenerative disease in all my lower L discs. I am to reduce physical activity and not do such labourious activities. (but I really like gardening and it's pretty much been my little business for the past 20 years, it is work that does not involve any DOGS (the main problem in my life- way worse than back probs, way worse than foot probs), and I would have no money at all if I haven't been doing it, since they refuse to give me a disability.) I reach a point where I can't stand up straight, and I can no longer walk, and I have to lie down, and you know the relief from just lying down is so great. You should hear me whingeing and moaning and heaving and hoeing, it's absurd. All this time I was thinking I need massage I must be tense, so whether that's true or not I don't know because I definitely can't afford a massage unless I went to Thailand. That's why I've had this secret dream of when I get the pension I'm going to just take my pension and go over to Thailand or some such country where they do massage for very cheap which they still do is like $10 for an hour and a half massage. It's extraordinary, and I'm thinking I need at least one every day to try and heal my tenseness, but since I have a fascia problem I'm not sure whether that will help?? Well, probably will, and I feel that's why, all these years I feel like I need a massage, it's because my fascia has kind of moved on my muscles and pushed them and pulled them, and a massage, preferably by a physio, would be able to help with that. Typical, got a health problem which involves the most expensive type of massage, and can't afford anyway.{Side bar: At the moment, updating in 2025, my legs are kind of looking like I have the measles or the chickenpox, and a severe case. I thought mainly it was from ingrown hairs, because I wax, and the older I get, the more my skin is getting “tougher”, but the hairs are getting finer, and so they're becoming ingrown, then I just keep scratching them until they're free, so it causes a big red sore. – But I recall, I used to have same problem when I was young, and noticed, I get bitten by bugs, a lot! I feel at this point that I'm getting picked on by a little bugs. I'm pretty sure most people won't have as many sores on their legs as I do. I remember going to the ocean when I was young and having no sores because the ocean saltwater cleared them up. I tried doing that here, but maybe I am not in the water long enough, but it does not work aswell. So, I think I've always been attacked by little bugs. You would think those bugs could be a little bit more grateful. I never use pesticides! I have written on my blog how beneficial massage is, plus atm, I'm learning about fascia and massage, I'm realising massage is just even better than what I thought and wrote. {I had permanent pins and needles in my mouth because of the dodgy dental work, but face massage stopped it!} Amazing. And YouTube has helped with the compression from my spine for degenerative disorder: stretching flat on back, simple and effective. Anyway, what I wanted to say about the bugs, is when the sores are healing they itch, they itch a lot, I get really itchy, and I feel like, God is a tight arse: not enough money for massage, so he gets the bugs to bite me so I inadvertently start rubbing all over in peculiar massage style! Lol} I was watching YouTube and they have a new idea that acupuncture can help with fascia and the needles inserted can stretch the fascia so maybe someone who knows what they're doing might help? I imagine though for acupuncturist it's a relatively new area as well I did look up local acupuncture in my area he says he has 30 years of experience and he charges $120 and it wasn't clear whether that was for the full session which was half an hour or for 10 minutes and each session last 30 minutes so like the website was implying that you have to pay three times $120 for a full session, which is just ridiculous, I don't know whether they were just being sneaky and smartarse or made a mistake with the 10 minutes? I remember going to an acupuncture when I was 20 at Hornsby, and it was free, I think they bulk billed? Back then anyone could go, walk in, walk outs all day, they had heaps of people coming and going. mmm, so yeah, at $120 acupuncture is definitely out. (Physio is $200, 1 whole weeks income). So all the time, after a while of doing anything strenuous, in fact like any work at all; cleaning or gardening, or making my planters, even dressmaking, and even sitting at a computer desk; eventually I would just get a sore back, and couldn't stand up properly, and would have to lie down. So, now that I know I have fascia problems (I used to call it “the Chinese stiff old man Disease from working in the rice paddocks”!! ), I believe, back at Gin Gin, when I was complaining of back problems they looked into it specifically, because I was unemployed, and I said that I have difficulties doing cleaning work, because of my back; and the fact that I was unemployed, plus the only honest woman in town, prompted them to look into why I couldn't clean; because rich housewives want someone honest who could clean for them. So, I believe God is aware of all the cunts in Australia and have given me this back problem deliberately so I wouldn't be roped into cleaning for some spoiled little rich stupid bimbo lol! too bad if your offended. You know back then at Gin Gin when I started having back issues, really I felt like I just needed a massage too maybe relax my back, or something, I wasn't really sure of anything, but I just knew a massage would prob help. I yearned for a massage. So I think looking back now as that was five years ago the main issue and problem and why it suddenly was a problem, because in fact, I've noted I can feel now, like there's a big twist in my back; if I put my hands on my hips and waist area I can feel my left side is normal flat back, but my right side literally twists, a big prominent twist in it, like that wasn't there before, so I think the cause of that, would be from having to relocate and lift all my furniture. I have quite a lot even though I've thrown 1/4 of it out and ¼ has been stolen, and another ¼ was left behind, you know having to move just your fridge for instance, it takes a lot of energy and effort, so I've had to do that 8 times in the past 7 years only 3 of those times did I have a couple of guys helping me {which goodness, made it so much easier}, So, yet another problem arising because I have to rent. I tell you it's such a problem, that people ought not be having kids at all if there's no prospect of home ownership - it's a total handicap and hardship. I latter changed my mind about scoliosis as the cause, and now think the ‘twist’ is fully related to walking on one foot, plus one injured foot. But again not sure. Plus I later again changed my mind when I put my back out in July 2025, simply bending over trying to look under the table (it was quite cold too), again I was confined to bed for five days, unable to walk or stand up straight, but I noticed that the pain whilst it was in my spine initially, possibly a pinched nerve? - in the centre of my back, it kind of moved over to the right, and this is where the curve of the scoliosis and the fascia problem comes into it, but then it affected my hips, my whole chest and underarms, plus my posture was really taking a dive, quite hunched by 2025 - so it would be all connected and related to the scoliosis, it's like a weakness brought out by the scoliosis. So, while it has seemed to take the medical profession a long time to work out the connection between scoliosis and fascia and general back weakness (diagnosed with scoliosis at school – but that was it, “you’ve got scoliosis“ – there was no mention of what that means, or fascia! They took an Xray, and told me the degree of curvature. But that was it. And then it was not until later in 2025 after searching “Fascia” and specific body part pain plus “posture”, on YouTube (thank goodness for YouTube, that I discovered techniques to alleviate the pain – also discovering the role lymph fluid blockages were playing, and was able to totally help myself through easy stretches; like lying on flat surface with towel under back opening my arm out and up, plus massage my chest lymph – total relief. I was able to go kayaking! And able to carry buckets of water without that painful twang and bedrest!! (There was a lot of youtubers talking about trauma and emotion causing these problems – and I say AS IF! Its all physical dearies! – a push to credit themselves, counsellor's that is! People who prey on the abused). Plus, I “fashioned” a relaxi sauna, its summer now, so look forward to it in winter especially. And also I want to say I get the feeling that there's discrimination at hospitals, DR’s and Centrelink; it's like oh you're born with this back problem so we will now give you a diagnose writing – a proven condition, we acknowledge this problem. But the foot problem, we're just going to ignore, no acknowledgement at all, because you either brought it on yourself from cleaning your pool, or the homeopath wrongly treated you giving you a big plantar wart causing big hole in boot, thus causing collapsed arch – we will NOT acknowledge that fuck up. Or my back, just happened to coincide with their research at the moment, on fascia; flavour of the month? They must not have done much research on plantar fasciitis, so they're just not going to bother dealing with it - I mean there's certainly been no attempts to treat it by the doctors. Actually same with my back, no treatment, just diagnosis. (Dr Eche did say I ought to get a proper chair to sit on (!) I do have a proper chair!) {Dogs: leave him alone. This is actually a thing, I don't think I've mentioned it before on my blog, in specifically this way, here is a good spot; anyone I mention, interact with, or even not mention but like if someone befriends me on Facebook, or something, then those people may have problems with the ‘dogs’ that torment me. Under the guise of “dogs who play sides” - there are definitely people out there who are trying to do this, and so if you say that you're friends with me, then they'll suddenly attack that person and make their life hell until they unfriend me. I deal with these dogs best I can, but I'm pretty sure not many other people will be able to handle them, in fact I haven't met anyone who could. They do exist, but are very rare.}. 15. Update on Plantar fasciitis 2023 (same as written “Life Stories” p1, Dr Experiences) (probably repeating myself a little here, sorry bout that reader) In December 2022, I felt my foot was actually really healing, it felt only slightly wrong, and I was perhaps only weeks away from a full cure. {HOORAY} But in late Dec, when the weather was so lovely and warm, I decided I should give my foot a final helping hand by going over to Armstrong Beach and walking in the soft squishy sand for a little, to stretch it out. I did, but after 50m or so, I realized the sand was rock hard there, not soft or squishy at all, I headed back, but too late, I think it has collapsed again, with heaps more pain, even a couple of weeks later. FUCK. I guess this means now, months if not years more of healing. Also, if I bother to go to the Dr and ask for a medical certificate stating I have plantar fasciitis, then I do not have to bother speaking to my horrible jobs provider every fortnight, (as you know how I feel about them if you have read my blog, (Centrelink Cunts), so I got one 3mnths ago, for the first time, (prob should have started in 2017 when it first collapsed). It certainly makes a decided difference to the quality of my life, not having to speak meet or call or hear from the jobs provider (even though btw, since I have my own business selling seeds, they have already stated I do not have to apply for the mandatory xx amount of jobs per fortnight; why I still have to speak with the provider does not make sense (rule made up by women no doubt.) Anyway, when the 3mnths expired I needed another one. That doctor who did the first one, left town, apparently, so I had to go to another. Now you would think, I would just present the medical evidence at a new Dr and get it, but nooo, the doctors do not like to make things that simple (they are fucked), here is the story: So I mentioned when I used to live at Rangari, and drove over to Tamworth, ‘they’ (the dogs) would place fluorescent council workers on the roads, even when they’re not doing any roadworks, - for the sole point of so they could have a reason to stop all the traffic, so as I would have to stop, and see those fluorescent council workers. They would wait for me to look - for ages if necessary, and connect with one of the road workers – they seem to want me to simply stare at some road worker (bizarre). If I did not, they would beep to sign I lose. I went on, and on, on my blog, to say how those dogs, and those road workers should go fuck themselves. As, their stupid game was - if I didn’t do it, then they would steal from me at Bunnings, and also from my house when I was at Bunnings in Tamworth that day. Please advise how do I get rid of stupid dogs who play stupid games like this? Anyone? So, when I had to go to the Doctor that day, (btw, we had a phone consult already, but then after I sent her previous Drs reports as she requested, instead of issuing the medical certificate, as per a normal Dr would, she said I had to come into the clinic for another appointment – that was Dr Pal Suparna. STUPID. So, at the Dr that day, it was EXACTLY the same as when driving over to Tamworth, only the fluorescent council worker suddenly appeared in the clinic, and a woman (a dog – I have seen her before, I think she is from Australian Television industry) came in and sat directly across from me to see if I looked. I had my camera on, but it was hidden behind my knitting basket, so otherwise I could put that dog, in particular, on YouTube – that is the only way to stop the dogs, in my experience, so far. {Of course, I’m not going to play their stupid game by looking – GO FUCK YOURSELVES DOGS. I was concentrating on my knitting anyway. You can shove your game up your arse. Go find some bimbo to play with, or better yet, why don’t you kill yourselves, the world would (literally) be a better place without you in it.} So, when it was clear that I was not going to look at fluorescent council worker, (again, slow learners), they did their usual beeping and tapping to say, you lose, (albeit very passive this time, as since I have written about the beeping, used as passive aggressive harassment, it has greatly reduced, greatly). (Do they think I am a dog? That technique is used to train dogs; reward and punishment. Although a savvy modern dog trainer does not need to use punishment, as they make the reward good enough. Guess what I am not a dog - YOU’RE THE DOGS. (Get a life, stop concerning yourself with mine). When I talked to the DR, eventually, Dr Pal Suparna, she said she’s going to refuse to do what I requested (the punishment) re my plantar fasciitis treatment, unless I had another (a third ultrasound), and as you can’t actually see a collapsed arch on an ultra sound, this tells me she just wants to make Medicare pay her friends, the local imaging people, for unnecessary ultra sound. ABSURD THIEF. This meant I had to go to a different Clinic, who of course had no problems doing the medical certificate via a phone consult, so I did not have to go into the clinic. So, this is typical of pretty much, at least, half of everywhere I go. There are dogs who want me to play their stupid dog game, and if I don’t, then they refuse me service or worse. This is beyond discrimination, not to mention completely dysfunctional. But I cannot do anything about it, mainly because people have really no idea what I’m talking about, mostly they just think I must be ‘crazy’. {surrounded by morons}. And, there is no actual laws been broken in this situation, I mean ongoing harassment can be dealt with, if caught in the act. But because they don’t verbally state that they’re going to discriminate against me, really there is no proof. I mean that’s the way the courts are set up too, so as to protect people from being falsely imprisoned, there has to be hard proof, pretty much in writing, one person saying we’re going to screw you over, on these grounds, and of course, that never happens . So as far as I’m concerned, this Clinic has got to be closed down. And even if the next clinic does exactly the same thing within a week of opening, it too should be closedown. These dogs need to learn, they can’t do this anymore, there are people out there (unlike the police) who can see this passive aggressive abuse, and will put a stop to it. As there seems to be some confusion amongst Doctors about the different types of collapsed arch or plantar fasciitis, I’m going to include some pictures and a few descriptions. In the first photo, of the flatfoot, this is a person’s foot who doesn’t have any problems, they just have flat feet. They can still do their activities, work and sports with no pain, and their feet, are not a sign of any serious problem like that caused by a collapsed arch. They just have a flat feet. Btw, most kids start off in life with flat feet, but the arch usually develops, just sometimes it doesn’t. It is seemed to be more desirable to have an arch, therefore someone with a flat foot is considered to have a problem, but there’s no problem. It’s just the way they are. I do not have this condition. The 2nd photo along shows a heel spur, which is sometimes described as plantar fasciitis, because it causes inflammation and is painful. (The lattin words ‘plantar fasciitis’ translates to inflammation of the foot, which can include many different conditions). This spur problem most definitely can be seen on an x-ray, although often the x-ray doesn’t show the full condition. And, usually not visible to the naked eye. The spur develops in response to damage and strain to the heel area. This by the way, is not what I have either. The next image along, shows pain that a runner can experience, often described as plantar fasciitis. Usually, the whole band of tissue that runs from the heel to the toes can become inflamed and painful. This cannot be seen on an x-ray or ultrasound, and usually is not visible to the naked eye. It is similar to what I have, but it is what I have, and my condition was not caused by running. The final picture shows a ballerina who spends a lot of time on her tippy toes, and her condition which is often not visible to the naked eye, is a result of spending too much time on tippy toes. This includes flexor hallucis longis tendinopathy - pain that runs from the big toe all the way along that arch muscle, and up through to the tibialis anterior, in the shin, with the most pain being felt along the arch. I have this condition. My physio described that, as separate from the ‘collapsed arched pain’; as in, in my situation, I had two different factors contributing to my plantar fasciitis, one which was a hole in my work boot, which caused considerable pain, then shortly after that and at the same time, the other was walking on my tippy toes whilst cleaning my 25m long lap pool (for hours every day). I describe my foot akin to a tragic king tide storm event like that you see on the news from time to time; where as a result of a king tide, a big storm, the results are major flooding and . At one point when I looked at my foot, I could see the arch ‘collapsed’, flat and floppy – but it would not have shown on an Xray or ultrasound as anything unusual – it cannot be seen by machine, but it was visible to the naked eye. Possibly, I’m not sure whether anyone on the planet has ever experienced a double dose of plantar fasciitis. What makes it worse is, I was told by a little birdie, that the hole in my work boot was done deliberately, to handicapped me, an act of sabotage. Not quite sure why they would think it necessary to do it deliberately, when I have no problems, creating such problems on my own, like the tippy toeing down the pool, although, I am fairly sure, my foot would’ve been to handle the excess tippy toeing, if the existing ‘hole foot’ problem from the work boot, didn’t happen. You can’t begin to understand how infuriated I was when I discovered it was done deliberately. It is reminiscent of the foot binders in Japan, who encouraged women to bind their feet, telling them that it is ‘beautiful’, when really it was about handicapping them. And when I heard initially that they were going to handicap me, I just wrote it off immediately and gave it no more thought “Handicap! - as if, I am strong like bull” – little did I know how evil people really are. And how stupid they are. If anyone knows is responsible, please let me know - and their motives? – I mean surely it could not just have been merely from my garden?? Create your own goddam garden you idiot. And this ‘king tide‘ situation, explains why I’ve had the condition for six years, with only in December 2022, seemingly there to be a light at the end of the tunnel. (April 2023, still has not heeled from the re-collapse.) Photos found online from very helpful legit medical sites. In feb 2025, I went down to the local quiet hotel that has a pretty much unused pool, to see if I could cold treat myself there- the blonde behind the counter (which btw, was a hotel reception/ come Bottle O, pub/bistro!) refused to allow me. Pub people – they fucked drunks or use fucked drunks! Not my scene! I got a skin lump on my head in 2025, thought it might be a tick but wasn't sure, and we have a skin specialist in Sarina who bulk bills. I went there, he said it was an ingrown hair, and it was full of pus. Dr Voytek; one of those annoying idiot doctors who likes to play the "bad guy". (More waiting, more dogs – btw it was because of that Dr, that I had stupid bogans at my neighbours “cook” my fish, in my outdoor aquarium, at night. A case of “Oh well if that guy treats you disrespectfully and badly, then we're going to treat you disrespectfully and badly too” - taking their queue from him like stupid little kids do - only they weren't kids out there harassing me that week, at night, they were grown adults - people in Australia they are so fucking stupid it's unbelievable. THEY COPY EVERYTHING {because they are stupid}). The lump on my head actually persisted, it kept on coming back, so I wasn't sure whether it was an ingrown hair, as he said he got the ingrown hair out(?), maybe it was a pimple, mole or skin tag? But I got a new fancy salon hairdryer from Facebook marketplace for $30, and after I had dried my hair with this intensely lovely hot contraption, it went away!! I believe the heat has cured it. (I want a sauna). I also got him to remove a mole which had changed when I was living at the Sarina unit (it would've changed because that unit was full of poison, I can't believe how stupid rental girls are with their compulsory fumigation. After I moved in there, my mole changed (on my chest - -I got badly sunburnt when I was 17), plus, all my hair started to fall out – big clumps. Anyway, a whole other story about how stupid rental girls are, along with property developers who leave holes and gaps in the units for bugs to get in….. I'm not sure whether I needed to have my mole removed but he said once they change it's a good idea to, so I did. After he removed it he burnt the skin to heal it - it was a very painful, for months, and left a scar anyway. I don't usually put dental visits here, but 4th Aug 2025 Sarina dental hospital, I had dogs before I went there, and it affects the whole rest of my day – they cause trauma: Okay so before I went there I had to stop off at the Post Office, and some ladies house, to drop off a FBmarketplace item. And the whole time I was doing that in Sarina, driving around, I had dogs doing nuisance signs, they were completely annoying, either helping, or blocking my way, depending on, I guess the mood of whoever was doing it. CONTRIVED. People placed in the situation – a “contrived” situation. Many people watching me. {I must remember, whenever this happens: forget what you're doing, immediately, just go home, and do all of those activities later when they dogs have gone home, usually they vanish after lunch} weird they only do it at Sarina, and not when I used to go to Mackay. They did it in Melbourne a lot. Same people probably; car hoons. Car harassment persecution. STILL. SOME STUPID BIMBO'S KIDS, HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT. All problems can be traced back a to a bimbo mother. But ultimately stupid young men. I mention this because it affected my whole day and trip to dentist. Trauma from power tripping car stalkers. Actually, I will put that dentist one here: at that visit, my tooth was extremely sensitive, the young female dentists said there was decay under a filling in my back tooth, but she couldn't remove the existing filling as previous filling was too deep to work on, so it was too sensitive, touching the nerves). So, she said she would have to remove the whole tooth, there's no other choice in such cases, they there, as the public dental hospital cannot afford $5000 per person to do other dental work in order to save the tooth. {As you can imagine, I wasn't too impressed to hear this news: I only have two back teeth on either side, and I need both of them for chewing! – some female dentist back in 1997 removed my back wisdom teeth (?)} But then she said that she could try injecting the decay with silver fluoride, and sealing it in; it might work or it might not, if it doesn't work, again, she said they'll have to remove it. So, she did the silver fluoride. A few days later, after some complications, it started to work, the sensitivity stopped, the decay was healed!! Few! BUT, I believe she might have used slightly too much, double the amount needed (?) and it feels like I now chew with a ‘pebble’ under my tooth, so that causes problems, I now have permanent ‘pins and needles’ in my top lip, as well as the tooth has kind of shifted, and now it sticks out into my cheek somewhat, plus chewing anything harder than a hardboiled egg is a little uncomfortable. Infact it reminds me of my foot situation, after the planta wart/hole in my boots, I then developed major foot problems, and still after 7yrs am unable to walk properly. So, I am hoping that I will not end op with those kind of long-term problems from this ‘pebble’ under my tooth. – and, I can't go back to the dentists, because they'll just take it out!! {Also, it was indicated, that any other dentist, aside from the one I got, may have just removed it without trying the silver fluoride, as silver fluoride is not a typical technique, and is usually only used on children}. Sometime I cannot believe my luck!! And, btw, I bet Aus gov could afford the $5000 if it were not for all the political corruptions perpetuated by the general public sector. September 2025 After I wrote my bee allergy story on FB, I was stung, I will put it here: I was saved by a Bee once; I remember the rental house we lived in before mum and dad’s house sold so they could purchase one; it had a small aboveground pool, about 3m in diameter. In dads half-hearted attempt at keeping the water clean, as it was usually green, he put in a whole heap of chlorine to kill the algae, so the water was stark white (good on ya dad). All of us kids were in there playing away, and meanwhile I got stung by a bee that was on the pool edge. As my hand swelled, it was determined that I had an allergy to bees, so had to get out and deal with it. I am of the pure belief that the sting was a definite message from mother nature “get the fuck out of that pool. It is fucking disgusting”. My friends the bees. (I bet if I was stung again today, I would not get an allergic reaction, not really allergic! lol) So, it wasn't a bee that stung me the following month, but I got bitten by a tick. I have been bitten quite a few times on my head by ticks, usually I just scratch them off my head, the head gets left behind, and later gets ejected, and that's the end of the matter. However, this time, I got an allergic reaction with the typical swelling. It was awful. This time, I had applied tea tree on the tick, and the tick gut really stressed out – I totally mucked up the extraction process as I could not see it. So then I developed the allergic reaction- I believe it's the stress - because if I recall when I was stung by that bee back in 1981 or whenever, it was stressed because I was squashing it with my hand. It seems I'm not allergic to bees or ticks or wasps, but I'm allergic to the stress from bugs: they must release stress hormones. You can call me a Bee empath! And by the way you should've heard the cookers when they saw me when I went out to the laundry they were laughing their heads off because my head was about to swell up the size of a balloon! God amusing the birds. And, it was a predator tick; it was waiting down there because I saw it the day before and I got rid of it although I thought it was a spider but in retrospect it was the same tick and it was a big one. -if I had of had a steam inhalation than it would've been a good idea, I think the essential oils could've cleared it up way before it did clear up. In a google search it said sometimes it can last weeks so I imagine those people have weaken immune system or something and can't look after themselves properly. So next tick bite – go to hospital and get the nurse to remove, stress free! Oh, I almost forgot, as this worked on Tulip: just eat a meal with 3 garlic cloves, and it should jump off {although it'll prob jump somewhere in the house} (You’ll be pleased to know that my pool, my lap pool that I put in it, was Crystal clear all the time, it was unbelievable how clean my pool was! And, btw Bees can't handle pyrethrum, its lethal for them (nor can cats). So to that flying arsehole, who was showing off, spraying over my house and paddock with pesticide that didn't have any visibility or smell - which must've been pyrethrum (plus I had nets) - He is a bee killer. Never ceases to me amaze me how stupid some humans are. In the summer of 2025 and 2026 I developed this awful thing in the middle of the night, it's called CHOLINERGIC URTICARIA ; a heat and allergies activated hive reaction; I wake up in the middle of the night hot because of the summer weather and a scratch a mozzie bite or something on my leg, and then suddenly on my arm, on my other leg, and it just kind of builds up into this intense itching over my whole legs, and often arms, and sometimes back, ribs and stomach - but mainly it's my legs. And my legs are covered in red bites. I am thinking most likely ant bites, but I noticed if I go outside sometimes in the morning I come back in and I've got these big white lumps on my legs, not even sure what it is. I did put up a mosquito net just in case mosquitoes were coming in at night, it hasn't really made much difference…. I think it's mainly little ants. I've just noticed that when little bug is stressed, it releases specific stress hormones as it bites and it's these stress hormones that I allergic react to. It's like an allergy to insect stress that becomes really itchy, my legs turn red, reminds me of the time when I took that homeopathic medicine and I got hives - and it's the same kind of itching – intense. I wouldn't be surprised if that bloody homeopathic medicine that has triggered this response?? And I am not someone who throughout my life has moisturised my legs ever, even at school when a lot of girls did, I really couldn't see the point, however now I have at least 4 bottles of lotion ready on standby on my bedside table including two aloe vera ones one lemon which is meant to act like an antihistamine - not sure it actually does..... One of my creams reminded me of calamine lotion I remember seeing that in grandma's house and I was researching this it said it recommended, calamine lotion. All the lotions worked by cooling the skin. A few weeks ago I was experiencing a STINKY PEE! like it was a really bad smell. After a week or so of experimenting with foods, I had a feeling that it might have been the coffee beans that I had switched to. Someone whether by chance or what, (?) recommended milk thistle tablets; a natural herb that absorbs any toxins in the body. (I can only hope the person who recommended it to me wasn't doing some sort of science experiment on the homeless). So, I did try them, $10 for a little bottle, and they totally worked, cleared up most of the smell if I took 3 tablets per day. If I only took one or two tablets, it would not work. So then I switched coffee to see if this was it, with no tablets, (I am on a budget, so throwing out $50 worth of coffee beans is not really an option -most people do not get what it is like on low income). So my new order of coffee beans order arrived and I switched - and that was the end of the stinky pee. I didn't have to take the tablets any more, which confirms that it was definitely something wrong with the coffee beans from Coles, they were the budget packet, seems I have to pay more or be infused with god knows what - I could only assume that the coffee beans were from Indonesia, because Indonesia is one of the worlds largest supplier of coffee beans and Indonesia is one of the worlds biggest polluted countries at the moment, it's polluting the rivers too, and it's disgusting, there's a big textile industry that has opened up over there. I thought it worth doing this story here, and about the stupid Indonesians who are polluting their country, and all the stupid bimbos who are buying too many clothes to fuel the greedy textile industry.…..By the way I still have clothes in my cupboard from the 90s, the key is to purchase cotton, it's natural, is comfortable, it biodegrades, and it lasts for years. I actually had cotton fabrics printed up at an environmentally green printers in 2016, and it's now 2026, and they're just coming to the end of their life, so it's definitely worth investing in natural fibres. Do you think Coles deliberlalty got toxic coffee beans for low income people? I wrote a story about it on my blog, how at Bundaberg Coles, they were having cruel fun playing “class”. I will include heartburn peptic ulcer probs here. I developed heartburn back when I was 20 after consuming an excessive amount of tomatoes – poor diet. That was when I was studying, the government refused to give me Aus-study, when I as entitled to it. So I pretty much spent two years living on bread and tomatoes. And then, and still now, I have this awful heartburn problem. Every day I usually have to take Mylanta tablet. But as I'm now getting older {and kind of taking stock of things}, I'm eating way more (I figured now that I can't walk or go anywhere, food is the most important thing to do in life now: eat as much as you can without getting obese! {Ofcourse after having safe house to live in}) Anyway, so heartburn much worse now, I'm taking 2 or 3,4,5 tablets at night, as the bile rises up into the back of my throat - sometimes it's really awful, I feel like I'm going to vomit. Once I did. Back in 2023 I was driving up to Mackay (to go onto the wildcat trying to have a cold treatment, second time) and as I felt something was strange in my stomach. Then on the boat I got seasick and I vomited; I noticed there was blood in the vomit, and I thought this was something to do with my stomach so I went to the doctor, he did an ultrasound, and he said you have peptic ulcers, nothing to be worried about, and that was it (!) That's the GPs in Australia typical medical issue resolved in this matter; As long as the imaging people get paid then all is good. So I figured those ulcers are from stress because I was really very nervous about going on a wild cat the second time, because I knew I would get seasick, and I HATE getting sick. Plus, the driving issue was an issue now, I had to put the seat right back so my large pot belly could kind of not rub against my large rib cage. Which seem to work, no more blood for a bit. Actually, now that I think about it, stomach issues started when I moved to Colosseum, strange noises – I knew at the time something was wrong. All that stress of relocating “A FUCKING AGAIN”, and arshole neighbour at Builyan/Violet situation, plus no food, no money, no house security. Definatly diet and stress related. Btw, without a Vege garden someone receiving study allowance or unemployment payment from centerlink, DOES NOT have enough money to be healthy – those people are going to cost centerlink more in the future with health bills. So but in 2026, after a double visit to Mackay with stressful POLICE CUNT STALKING and 3rd speeding ticket, (Facebook dogs setting up entrapment – to steal- Lisa Lynch same police involved from Gladstone - the police are seriously stalking me, they were also on the roads every time I went to the red letter box at SB (I had to change my drop off time to evenings when most people drink, so can’t drive and follow me), plus one called me re my google business listing.......Poor Lisa doesn't have any water at her place, and I have water at my place. Police are jealous! She doesn't think I deserve water at my place; she doesn't have any, so why should I. {All Lisa’s: 3rd born Idiots; mothers could you please start thinking, and stop breeding, I'm sick of your stupid little offspring stealing from me – I am a long-term thinker, same as my trees I plant. 3rd borns today cannot be saved, but the future can be.}). So, plus great expense at Mackay with new tyres, and dentists re heart burn – acid coming up to back of throat lying down, dentists watching it for 1 ½ hrs amusing herself {she has not learnt; be kind to the other women, or bad things will happen; petrol gone from $1.79 to $3.70/L – it is her and Mackay Hospital, Mackay Police fault – the whole of Australia is paying for their ‘bitch’}, - plus I think over eating, and a general revolting community up here, one that seems to run on bullying and stealing (and complete stupidity) – they are all slightly retarded up here..... So, I was kind of coughing up blood again - just the taste. So youtube time!! After a few, I came across this one https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMCqBfS0zjM Does seem to have conflicting information for me like he says if your heartburn actually stops when you eat then you most likely have an ulcer. If it gets worse after you eat then you just have a pH imbalance and need to have vinegar. So for me, mine does get better if I eat, but if I eat vinegar then I don't get heartburn, if I don't eat vinegar I do get heartburn so I think it's BOTH I think I have an incorrect pH balance probably from all of mylanta that I've eaten, as well as stomach ulcers from stress and generally being overweight with my stomach rubbing on my rib cage when I'm sitting down and or driving. Because my stomach is so bloody pot big. So I bought some Malt vinegar and put 1 tsp in my meal- AND GUESS WHAT no heart burn that night!!! WOW So I definalty have to add vinegar to my meals – which is a little yucky truth be told, vinegar is not that pleasant. Also I found immediate relief for peptic ulcers: So treatment : aloevera juice (remove sap first in water – juice with cabbage, carrot), also bone stock / soup with shredded chicken and cabbage. Plus smaller meals more frequently? I put this problem in the "just getting old and fat" medical category 😁 Btw, the Dr said I should have ultra sound, blood test and a breath test for H Pylori (a bacteria which may cause them), and I had the blood test, but then she said if I wanted to go ahead and get her to do the Breath Test aswell, it would cost an additional $80 – which ofcourse I did not have. But she is meant to bulk bill everything. So basically she, bimbo, at Sarina Pathology refused to give me the test for H Pylori. Maybe she thinks it would not be H Pylori, so that’s why she did not do it? Maybe she thought it would be too difficult and she was too tired to do it?? Maybe she just wanted to steal $80? (this has happened before at the Gunnedah Pathology lab at the hospital, the girl there did steal $20 – little girl.) Or maybe she knew it WAS H Pylori and did not want the truth to be revealed??? Who knows, but all other Patholgy labs in Mackay BULK BILL this test. March 2026. I have to go to the doctors to get a medical certificate update, so I thought while I was there I should ask him again about the blood, coughing and peptic ulcers, (because before he said there was a problem, and then when I spoke with him he couldn't explain anything), so I thought well, must be something I'm missing? So he gave me the medical certificate, but he implied if he wants to determine anymore, I would have to get one of those endoscopics (?) a camera that they shove down your throat, and so I kind of changed the subject because there's no way I'm doing that! So I get home and remember the vinegar I took the previous week with a good results, and I was very confused, like I should try and learn and establish why I'm so confused about the vinegar working when I have been told that it is the opposite, and the mylanta is what I should be taking (bicarb), and I found an incredibly helpful video by a channel called Real Logic and this is the conclusion: Stop taking Mylanta immediately, and start taking vinegar. Heart burn is from not enough acid. Take mother vinegar: with straw, 10-15 min before main meal, then if you feel you need it, before bed too; 1tbs mother vinegar in 200-300ml water, drink with straw so as not to touch your teeth. IT TASTES DISGUSTING. Raw naturally brewed Brown Malt vinegar or Apple Cider Vinegar will work. You have heartburn because you have a lack of acid in stomach, not the other way around – this is why this whole thing hasn't made any sense for you and probably why you've got bleeding stomach ulcers now, from all the Mylanta (OMG! had heartburn since I was 20, been taking Mylanta for 32 years - no wonder I now have stomach ulcers bleeding, and still with the severe heartburn! The very opposite of what I should’ve been doing. I am starting this resume today. So, the vinegar will block excess sugar being absorbed (if eaten 10-15 min before meal). It will also help your gut bacteria so that you don't have a candidate behind your ears. It will help your acid sphincter stay closed so you won't get heartburn – gives the sphincter a signal ‘acid in here, stay closed’ – so it does!! Not faulty at all! It will also prevent gallstones, and aid kidney function. It will also aid food digestion, and give you the "full" signal. So, you won't feel as bloated, and you'll feel lighter, and your belly fat will shrink. You should wake up feeling less groggy. There will be less farting, burping and whooping – it may help with your cough. Your ulcers should disappear. If you get the vinegar water on teeth, rinse with bicarb solution The company behind Mylanta was Johnson & Johnson, but they sold out: In the United States, Mylanta is distributed by Infirst Healthcare Inc., which licenses the brand from McNeil Consumer Healthcare, a division of Kenvue (formerly Johnson & Johnson). So these people would be FULLY AWARE that heartburn is caused from not enough acid – but they still push their “ant acid” medications on all. evil. Possible law suit here. CAN'T PATENT VINEGAR. March 2026 I had a smoothie with Celosia leaves; next day I had blood coming out of a mole on my face. I wasn't entirely sure it was from the Celosia, but the next week I had another smoothie and it happened again -and I've just found out via youtube, that Celosia is also used to treat blood disease - so I'm thinking if I had a little bit of blood disease, I don't anymore thanks to this plant. I thought maybe I was just having some sort of reaction so I haven't had any more smoothies since, but I probably should have some more until the blood stops? I'm thinking? I'm not an expert in this area and there's not much information about how to use it as a medicinal plant. There also is a possibility that it is getting rid of toxins from my blood like the silver dioxide that the dentist injected into my tooth to kill the bacteria? I think she used too much and it's causing problems in my mouth with pins and needles and numbness in my lips. I have been doing massage to help with that, and it really does help, but I think the massage I have been doing has been pushing the silver dioxide out of the area and into my blood system?? I found this list inregards to Celosia: The following is a list of everything it can potentially help. bloodshot eyes cataracts vision blurring relieves poison from snake bites!? headache sores ulcers eye inflammation skin eruption painful menstruation carpal tunnel syndrome uterine bleeding bloody stool bleeding hemorrhoids spitting up blood Flowers help diarrhea Leaves are used as dressings for boils and sores Seeds are turned into a poultice for broken bones! This plant is not toxic to cats, dogs, or horses, so you can safely grow it both indoors and outdoors. Cockscomb has been said to be the world's most beautiful vegetable. It's used all around the world, especially popular in Africa and India. Every part of the plant is utilized and can be used just like spinach. Stems, leaves and flowers are used in stews, soups, salads, sauteed with salt and pepper and thrown into smoothies. Harvesting it just before it starts flowering is the best time to harvest (when you are cooking it, unless you want the flowers of course) so the stem and the leaves won't be stringy and chewy. -Hollie Yang 16. Observation of the reason for the bane of my life: In my 47 years of experience, I’ve come to the opinion that a lot of parents cannot discipline their kids at all, they’re clueless about how to raise a child, most of them would like to be ‘friends’ with their kids instead of reprimanding them when they misbehave, so those kids grow up to be adults who continue to be misbehave and think it’s really cute and funny still, just because they never learnt as a child what’s wrong / right / acceptable / not acceptable. And there is an element of mothers out there who encourage this naughty behaviour especially in their sons, because they are subconsciously attracted to the ‘bad boy’ type - it’s actually really sick. And don’t get me started on the problems of single mothers. Then there’s the WORSE and opposite of that problem, with OVER controlling, OVER bearing, OVER yelling mothers, who encourage their kids to be stupid, by not allowing them to think and act for themselves, they dare not for fear of being reprimanded, those kids turn out to be ‘dog’ personalities – who live in a perpetual state of rebellion - unbearable people. You know, a little bit of free reign goes a long way - actually it is the easiest way of how to get what you want by manipulating someone, because you earn their trust pretty quickly, most parents really should think about this, instead of bumbling along; you actually have to put work into a kid you can’t just feed, clothe and make sure they get off to school. There is way more to parenting, stuff that requires clever thinking. I’m the kind of person that gives free reign to people, so artists love me! But I found it quite extraordinary, when I was a temp nanny, at one point in my earlier life; some kids, when they encounter someone like me, someone who gives them ‘free reign’, they just absolutely go berserk, their dysfunction is so apparent, well I should say, their parent’s dysfunction, in the way they raise their child, on such a short leash. I saw kids ‘act out’ and rebel, they get up to all sorts of naughty things, and “quick before their parents come home!“ it’s really obvious that keeping a child (or an adult) on a short leash is dysfunctional, it’s not right, and parents who do, encourage stupidity and crime (rebellion leading to jumping on the first band wagon that comes along, and in Australia, that is Petty theft, Stalking and cruelty to animals). In fact, I’d like to talk more about this ‘free reign’ some more. When it comes to adults, I haven’t actually met anyone who, if you give enough rope, they won’t hang themselves, as in, if you don’t stand up for yourself and fight for yourself, and reign them in, they will treat you disrespectfully, they will steal from you, they will bully you. This comes back to having been on a tight leash and, suddenly not being on a leash - they are unable to think responsibly for themselves. I really have had it up to here with Australian adults who haven’t grown up and learnt how to be mature. Do you know, it’s not up to me to reign you in - it’s up to YOU to take responsibility for your own thoughts, words and actions. I am not your mother or your father. So that’s why they need to put values and ethics in the classroom, in Schools, Universities / Colleges. Throw religion out, and bring in ethics. I really recommend not having kids at all, I have not met one single mother who wasn’t jealous of me, and it’s because I do not have kids (and am not married,- I think secretly jealous of that too) Plus, I don’t drink, so I have cash in my pocket, ( as a mature Australian adult I’m well familiar with the Australian culture, but imagine if one day as a grown adult, a little fairy godmother came along and gave you all the money in your life that you have spent on booze, you’d have heaps wouldn’t you?, well, that’s me all the time!!) - Honestly a young woman bumbles through life not actually thinking about what will make them happy, they just do as what is expected, and follow the crowd, I have met heaps of woman that would be far happier not having kids, particularly the creative types, control freaks, and especially anyone on low income. Do yourself a favour. {I encountered a woman once, who said “she did not have any kids” but as she said it, her tone and demeanour insinuated that she was ashamed of this, or more, I thought she should indicate that she should be ashamed, as even though she did not want any, society dictates that women should. It is normal to have at least one, even if your unmarried now. So, this shame is built from passive techniques mainly portrayed in television shows, which shows happy couples with kids, - but there are all sorts of ways they do this, pay attention and you will start to see. And don’t be manipulated by them}. I was watching some movie, and at a child’s birthday party, the spoiled little brat punched this clown in the nuts - as hard as he could, it would’ve bloody hurt. The clown stepped back, and said he was NOT OKAY. He didn’t touch the offender, at all, just stared at him in disbelief and pain. So, then the child’s dad raced over, and pushed the clown away from the child, and angrily said “get your hands off my son”. Like that father knew, if someone gets punched like that in the nuts, the normal thing for anyone to do, is turn around and punch them back, this dad was expecting the clown to do it. I know I would have – a big blow to the head thanks very much. If those parents are not going to teach respect, then others will, have to step in and do it. Absolutely disgusting bad parents. I want to add, if I had children I would not be punching them, as I would have taught them respect, but in that child’s case -I truly believe physical violence- an eye for an eye, is the proper answer. You had better keep all spoilt little brats away from me! I love the Internet - Truly, changed my life, helped me greatly, thankyou thankyou. (I remember the day Google came into existence. I was there, I was just thinking; I need a plain simple search engine that doesn’t have any adds, and is easy to read, understand and see results. And wallah! I clicked the button, and then there was Google! – the most magical day of my life!! A new era has begun.) I should mention of course there are some really dodgy people on the Internet, I mean extremely dodgy, they now have everyone tracked, they know everyone’s IP address, they know what information you’ll be sharing and looking at, they know your profiles, your acquaintances. They dictate what information you can see and can’t see by hiding web pages, (“the server cannot be reached at the moment…”) and they hide webpage results in Google search, and even present webpages with concocted information on it, specifically for a targeted individual. And I mentioned before how secretaries and reception girls are the biggest perverts, well possibly for the exception of computer nerd IT people. An example, I just download another browser the other day, {I have 4 browsers now}. And in the set up, it asked me “can we collect and use your data” UNBELIEVABLE!! why would you even ask me this, HOW could you possibly think in any person's circumstance that it would be ok for you to monitor all their browsing?? What planet are you living in? OFCOURSE NOT you idiots. Another example; way back around 2010 or so, I was out in the garden and came across a Praying mantis, at that time, I was not sure if this was a good insect or bad, so I went inside and looked it up, the web results said – all bad, they eat the leaves of your plants, so I went back outside and chopped it with secateurs. It was not till later when I thought about it, the name “Praying” suggest it hunts other insects and DOES NOT eat the leaves. So, a few years later when I saw another, I rechecked it again (by this time, there is an abundance of information on the net – {I have been around since there was hardly any info on the net!}, and sure enough, it clearly states “predators of arthropods”. So, some computer nerd had seen my situation back then, and falsified the results to trick me, (or they did not know), perhaps they thought it would be amusing, and perhaps making fun of some girl who was inexperienced in the garden (I bet it was a Telstra computer nerd), so meanwhile that poor little mantis died for no reason, just because of that stupid computer nerd. See how evil they are. It’s easy for a computer nerd to do this, I’m not saying acting on their own, or working for anyone, I wouldn’t want to encourage government conspiracies, but it’s easy for them to brainwash / manipulate someone through concocted information on the Internet. I have seen it also on another 2 occasions with 2 other people – so not me and my IP address, but people I knows IP address. Then there’s all the targeted marketing ads and so forth. My computer has frequently been hacked. I have emails that go missing, I have documents that go missing. Once I noted a video on my PC camera had been changed – as I was using it, whilst checking playback (I use it as a security camera too), btw, I believe they do this in order to protect the stupid bond bimbos who steal from me at my house - it’s like old men trying to protect pretty little girls who fuck up; I’ve noticed this is a recurring thing – outside down the street, if I am about to catch a dog red-handed stealing from me, there’s always some man who’ll step in my way to block my view, to make sure I can’t see what’s going on. It’s unbelievable how they ‘save’ these stupid trashy women. I’m thinking maybe they feel noble to do it, them thinking, ‘oh that girl is just young and naïve, and is making a mistake in life, she can’t help it, as no one has taught her any better’ or ‘ oh, well, we like the thief better than we like Emily, so, we will save the bimbo’. The reason I know they absolutely do this, is because when I was 18 and just moved to Sydney and had to catch the train up from North Sydney to Hornsby every day for TAFE, with my $20 a budget per week; a weekly train ticket was $12.50, if I recall, so that didn’t leave much money for food or Tafe materials, plus other modes of transport. One week I realised if I wanted to eat anything that week, I would have to not purchase a weekly train ticket, so I could eat (not that that is an excuse; if people had that attitude, then there would be chaos). But I actually was young. And it was back in the day before there were turntables at the train, and hardly any train staff about due to off peak travelling. So, I took the risk, and was sitting on the train almost at my stop, and of course, that day, they had a conductor come round and ask for tickets! I started squirming in my seat, and then the guy in front of me started talking to the conductor, and then it was my stop, I hastily got off, so I didn’t have to go through that process of humiliation. So, this is what men do. They knew perfectly well I didn’t have my ticket. That’s why they put the conductor on, and that’s’ why they put that guy sitting in front of me to talk to the conductor - and pretend to save me, FAKE SAVE, after setting up a near calamity in the first place. It is arshole behaviour. There is a whole network of them who continue to do it. Similar set ups and saves have occurred since, only ofcourse regarding perhaps embarrassing situations, but not theft, as I have mentioned, I am pretty much against theft of any kind. And that’s why they save those trashy bimbo female thieves who steals from me. To save them from humiliation – as I would press charges, no matter who it was or how old (that’s if I did not strangle them first and they were still around). But you see, the thing is, those ones that steal from me, are WELL past ‘young and naive’ stage, and the whole ‘well we did not know’ excuse; they now would be well into their 40s / 50’s plus some, aswell as being quite wealthy in comparison to me. Yet those men are still saving those bimbo women, no matter what age they are, and knowing how wrong and evil they are. At this point, those women really need to be held accountable. The fact they have not been, is why they still continue to steal from me. STUPID MEN. SUCH SUCKERS FOR A PRETTY BLONDE. This is exactly what happened when those girls stole my physio appointments and my Care plan; and you know, a young naive, 18-year-old skipping on a train fare one time, is a little bit different from stealing Hundreds of dollars’ worth of physio appointments from me, then also hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth of craft products/stuff/ glasses/food…repeatedly and repeatedly…...Those stupid men obviously can’t see the big picture. And one of them at least works at Microsoft, as my PC camera is all Microsoft. They are going to also have to pay. Ha ha! Also, PC related hacking; I have words and sentences being changed from documents. I have words and sentences being changed on my website, as well as photos removed. { I find the way a sentence is worded, can be extremely important, and can make the difference between belief and disbelief, or to actually make the point you’re trying to make. Just one word is all it takes for a reader to be sceptical of what you’re saying or to miss the important part of what you’re saying. I believe that there are certain people who know about this and who have changed sentences and omitted important keywords, and I also believe they not only do it to me, and my blog, but they do it for important documents like for court or articles on wiki etc etc}. Also, I have had my uploaded YouTube videos, edited too. Basically, everything is editable on the Internet, and that’s why if you’ve ever attended court (for unpaid rego….), when you provide documents, they all have to be printed and sent because, everything can be changed and manipulated if it’s digital - but you also have to watch the person who takes the court documents because, then, again is an opportunity where something can be manipulated or removed, I have witnessed a girl tampering with my documents in a court reception - whether she was doing it deliberately to try to trick me, or whether she actually removed something, I still do not know (I won the case anyway – but the stress involved in having to go to court is unforgivable). (She was the girl covered with tattoos). And of course, they can track you easily on every single website and can block you, which they do I’ve been blocked from Facebook and eBay. Australia pretends to be a democracy, but really, it’s not. Someone suggested to me, the reason I was harassed when I went out shopping back in the late 90’s was really done deliberatley by computer people, trying to build up the online shopping computer world, as in, if someone gets harassed when they go out, they would be inclined to stay in, infront of their computer. Which is most definatly true, I feel online shopping has saved me from major harassment. Whether the part about nerds setting harassment traps is true, I do not know, there was one incidence at a computer shop in Hornsby, that leads me to believe it may be slightly true? You know I’ve been followed around on the roads since I was a young girl and this is not a conspiracy, this is a fact, maybe something that only happens to women or certain targeted individuals? I can’t speak for other women or other people. In fact, I can only assume though, if it happened to other people, they would talk about it more, so I assume that it doesn’t happen, or most people aren’t very observant like me? I remember on the roads when I was, probably 15 or so, I wasn’t permitted to sleep because my friend’s father who was driving the car would be one of those people that would fall into the category of ‘couldn’t tell the difference between a projected image and reality’ Powers that be know me well, and know about this secret phenomenon, and they don’t want any car accidents - I have to say those people live in fear and have no faith. I do not cause car accidents. Not ever. But once in Gunnedah, those evil stalking dogs created a car accident to make it look like it was my fault, I think they did it in Sydney once too, so they could try to prove their point and validate themselves, and I suspect, to get funding to continue to stalk me (creating jobs for themselves) – they really are evil and human rights violators, they have no respect for me or anyone else. They just want to try to control me, as in a personal power trip, and see me as their meal ticket, they are USERS. They are truly disgusting who act under the guise of “oh but we are important people who know about these things, when most people do not know, or understand, and so, “we are helping people - people need to be warned about you”. But they are not helping at all, they’re power control freaks; self-aggrandizing action undertaken simply for the pleasure of exercising control over another person. They’re self-declared important people, whilst making my life difficult. After 9 years of Drought, finally, I am seeing rain at Gin Gin. OMG, it is so devine. Thankgod its finally raining. I swear a lot of neighbours (and dull-witted council workers) "act out" because it's so dry and no one has enough water to live life. (There must be some explanation for the stupid thieving nature of the people who live in this Kookaburra Park community? - I was later advised, not rain related, but most people at that park were pot smokers, I was advised I was surrounded by potheads. Including my landlord. NEXT Life Stories P2 About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2( this) , LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Another forced relocation, address a secret The first couple of weeks I seemed to have a lot of things go missing, but then get returned, so I'm not entirely sure whether they were actually stolen, or I was just stressed from the move and couldn't find them but and then later saw them? I'm thinking probably the stress factor because having to move yet again and dealing with all the same issues have just been horrendous. This is forced move number 8, since 2018. (8 in 7 years) I've been here a couple of months and the only thing that has been taken as far as I know now is 1 and 1/4 kilos of kangaroo meat, out of my freezer, so this is a common thing that gets stolen, whenever I buy kangaroo meat a portion of it gets stolen, constantly - it started when I was living at Colosseum, and I think wildlife carers steal it, or somebody steals it for wildlife carers. There was another thing and after actually I talked about this issue and uploaded a snake video onto YouTube, and then my whole YouTube account was deleted, so it was stolen as well. stolen. (And there's definitely no violations, they have no right to delete it, they just did; someone must've asked them to do it, and they said, like good little dog doggies, "okay sure." There's so many problems with the.com industry, the whole thing is just a big bunch of thieves. Well, I guess that's no different than the television industry, or my neighbours at pretty much every address I've lived at for the past 18 years. When I moved to Sarina range Road, nothing was taken the first three months, it was only really after "Danielle" my next-door neighbour moved in that I had things go missing, which I've written about extensively on those pages. So, I'm just waiting for something to go missing from this address aside from kangaroo meat. I don't know how they got in to steal the kangaroo meat, I think it must've been before I put the patio locks on the back door, they must have a key for the back door? I put patio locks on, and they are brilliant, I should've done that on every address. Although I did go to the doctors for a skin check they texted me and asked me to do it as it was free, I said yes, but the 6 receptionist were behaving like a bunch of fucking dogs, and kept me waiting for half an hour, it was half an hour, because after half an hour, I would have left, so dogs being dogs, decided that they didn't want me to leave, and I went through with the appointment. But I'm fairly certain, in that period of waiting, they organized a theft at my house, that was the point of keeping me there. It was probably that kangaroo meat, in which case they have a copy of my key. And I know Apple are in cahoots with thieving dogs, because they can switch my cameras off (I use my iPad as a security cam on the front door.) Do you think anyone is possible going to believe me (aside from Australia post!). Oh, and possible an organic apple was taken from fridge, but can't be sure about that - I mean who keeps track of all food in fridge? nuts. This morning, around 7am, I did see something a little weird in the misty morning, it was like a person dressed in a long white dress ducked into the bushes, and someone turned up at the neighbours early in the morning just before, and near where I saw someone duck into the bushes - across from my driveway. So, I'm not sure what's going on there, but I'm keeping a vigil on the house today. (Do they know about the bush mites here! TROMBICULIDAE) Could be YouTube related because it was yesterday that they deleted my YouTube account. So, I'm hoping I won't have to update this page any more - such wishful thinking. Oh, and I've had retailers stealing from me since I've moved here, they are listed on the stolen items list on page one. 2. Another frozen pet food STOLEN out of my freezer out of my locked house when I was out. It was stolen by bimbo women who wear hot pink. Someone told me it was RSPCA dogs?? What the! Thought they were the good guys! It could've been stolen yesterday 1st September, as there were heaps of women wearing hot pink, out n about on my trip to red letter box, and they also have hot pink on their car. Do you know; it's such a bloody nuisance purchasing this, I've gotta drive all the way up to Mackay, just to get pet meat, because nobody locally sells roo mince. And you know, if I only purchased a small amount of meat, like 1 or 2 every 2-4 days, the thief would not steal it then, as they would be “dog satisfied” that with 1 or 2, I was not being greedy (seriously – I am learning how the ‘stupid dog thieves’ think as they have stolen so much over the years – I can assure you they are VERY STUPID). But I have to buy in bulk, so I don't have to drive to Mackay every 3rd day, and spend hundreds of dollars on petrol, - so stupid female dog sees I have heaps, and thinks she's entitled to steal it - this is how they think, they think they're entitled to my food, as I have more than 1 or 2 - spoilt little shits, raised by BIMBO MOTHERS, and who still need a mother - useless women. Also, I don't know if this is related, but this is happening again at this new address, it happened once or twice before, and that is; some of my neighbours in the vicinity, have slight mental health problems in regards to noise. When they hear a loud noise, they start doing reflections, as in, the copy the loud noise, banging or whatever it was, and bang ‘back at me’, or whoever is making the noise – but it is mostly me they antagonize. They think as the reason why I was banging in the first place was because of them! such vanity. I mean the fact that I'm doing something that is none of their concern (like hammering a nail in my cupboard or whatever), has got nothing to do with them, but it's like they take it personally that I'm banging, to deliberately disturb them. And so much so, they think I'm doing this deliberately, that they wreak revenge, and possibly they could be the ones stealing food out of my freezer?? I mean I'm not 100% sure of this, because the food stealing only began when I moved to Queensland and had neighbours in close proximity. - Someone later told me it is the Gladstone then Mackay police who are stealing my food, the ones at Gladstone moved up to Mackay when I moved; so, they could continue stealing my food – I fully believe this to be true, I am having extreme police problems re stealing from me – they are the thieves. Before, when I didn't have any relatively close neighbours, on the farm, I still had many items taken, but I was never aware that food was taken (even though I had an extra freezer because I hardly ever went into town shopping). So no food from my fridge or freezer was taken while I lived at Rangari. It is only QLD retards stealing my food. And possibly animal carer related. So aside from kangaroo meat and chicken breasts being stolen out of my freezer, they steal good things, so if I buy a treat for myself, something of exceptional quality, or if I make something, that’s especially good, they steal it. Also, a lot of food is going missing from my grocery deliveries. Like they refuse to deliver my mince meat – so infuriating for half my groceries just not arrive with the supermarket saying “out of stock”. I have literally had to delete my grocery list at Coles – because they steal every item on it. So in order for someone to do that, they would be constantly MONITORING ALL THE FOOD that I purchase and anything that comes into my unit. They are fully sick and obsessed, and should rack the hell off; are we married? Do we have any kind of relationship at all you deluded jealous idiot? NO WE DON’T, so rack off. I think the police are stealing food before deliveries since I put in so many complaints of stolen items – food jealousy by 3rd born police. 5. There is too much crime in this world to breed. I put this on FB, for all the house wives on FB who don’t know how sneaky thieves are. Chips and scratches in phone suddenly appeared mysteriously This is my new phone, although you wouldn't think it by looking at it would you? when I received it last month, there was no scratches, no chips, it was a perfectly "new" phone - although it was a second handphone from ebay (seller gooploo). Now, I have NOT dropped my new phone. Plus, it's in a leather case. When I received it last month, I remember thinking 'how can someone keep their phone in such good order, because there were no scratches on it at all.' Whenever I receive a new device I always take a photo of the serial number, however in this case I forgot. So as far as I'm concerned, there are only two options that might have happened here, 1; it was stolen and replaced with a scratched-up phone, or 2; the seller has put a resin coating on top of this phone to hide all of the scratches and chips, and a month later, the resin coating has been exposed? I’m not sure if this is possible, but I suspect it is. Now about the phone swapping, this has actually happened to me before; another time, a few years ago, I did not forget to take a photograph of the serial number, (on 2 devices actually), and when I checked them one day, the serial numbers were completely different from the one that I had purchased! so when they swapped them over I didn't actually notice. They could've swapped it over any time before then and a 12-month period? BUT, at the time, that television show Superman was on, I was quite enjoying it, but the girl, the blonde girl who stars in it was doing signs that she knows how to swap out phones. I wasn't too perturbed by it because people do signs all the time, but then in 2024 when I purchased a new phone from ebay AND once again there was some movie I was watching, on YouTube this time, and there was the old set from Superman, with characters looking the same too, and again, doing phone signs. So I would say Apple are the biggest thieves ever; they have contacts on eBay and in the television industry, who work in cahoots to steal Apple products, by manner of SWAPPING. So the television industry is full of criminals. It's a little strange that they get to make shows for people and steal from them at the same time; who the hell do they think they are? Someone needs to put a bullet to that girls ear. And everyone else associated with it - that's what they deserve for stealing like this, a bullet to the ear. Btw, I have also had Marigold seeds ‘swapped’ out for a different variety (photo of that on my blog) Plus Coles Gala Apples were swapped out for a granny smith type apples, and organic / not organic, there are probably heaps of other examples I could give you if I thought about some more. It’s a thing for stupid blonde bimbos to do -they are obsessed with this “fun thing” to do of swapping – so stupid. THE STUPIDITY AMONGTS BLONDES IS REAL. (But don’t worry stupid blondes, Dolly Pardon will come to your rescue). Now you think, I would just be able to report this crime to the police, and the police would be able to take care of it -don't you? But NO, members of the public, this is not what the police can do - they cannot do anything about these kinds of crimes, they are way too SMALL, way too small-minded, to do something about this, plus they don't even think “signs” are real - because they can't see them - they're so fucking blind it's a joke. And even worse, if anyone tells them about signs, then they'll accuse them of being crazy, and lock them up, literally in a mental asylum (they are called Mental health units these days), but, I mean, pretty much EXACTLY the same manner as they did on that television show Superman! The irony is just ABSURD. This is what they are doing in 2024. Stupid police. Stupid oppression. Because of this factor in life – you should NOT be having kids, until they fix it. World wide collaboration. { This is politicians biggest fear; that there's not going to be enough babies; look at all the immigrants that they're letting into this country, so disgracefully, increasing the population to absurd numbers so they can geta good price on investment house. So I can assure you, if there was a “worldwide collaboration”, they would actually do something about this crime - for fear of no more babies! 5. Masks are for US If you mow the lawns, you should be wearing a mask. If you chainsaw, you should be wearing a mask. If you do poison spraying, you should be wearing a mask. If you go up into an attic space, you should be wearing a mask. If you're in a situation where you can smell petrol fumes from a petrol/diesel driven engine, you should be wearing a mask. If you make a cut or are sanding plywood, or mdf/craftwood, you should be wearing a mask. If you're painting or cleaning with chemicals, you should be wearing a mask I can't believe in Queensland, no one gives a toss about these basic safety standards when dealing with toxic carcinogenic particles (especially council workers; don't you have any rules on this kind of thing). Be responsible for your own lungs, don’t wait for someone to order you to do it. (the mask in the picture is not available in Australia, but it is the best on the market for disposable masks, having the best seal to face). I was again prompted to rewrite this and upload it due to lately observing men; gardeners and council workers, spraying poisons in my vicinity, not only NOT giving a dam about my health, but they themselves not wearing a mask for their own protection. 6. Old lady trying out escooter in Mackay - and guess what? they stolE from me - what a shocker!! i did a quick vid review, plus Later as I was editing, (because before it was really long - I condensed it), I saw that car in the car park next to mine, it looks like an old single cab Toyota Hilux (?), and I'm pretty sure that car - I have seen it numerous occasions and the person who owns it or drives it, is stalking me, so next time I'll have to get their number plate. I think that person might have something to do with the reason why they wouldn't switch to the scooter on ?? they wanted to muck it up somehow, Sabotage - this happens a lot. An element of true evil out there in Mackay Queensland Australia - following me around - that person, I think is a girl BELONGS IN JAIL. 6. New Hat Stolen, taken from car, Friday morning, parked at the Sarina Beach Club “My hat was stolen from my locked car parked outside Sarina Beach Surf club on Friday between 10-11am, (Nov 2024) have you seen it? It’s is extremely recognizable – I purchased it from the servo, and I covered it in pink fabric -it still has pins in it on top, as I had not finished sewing it (!) I know someone will recognize it when the silly little thief wears it. Please contact me or the police if you see it, better yet - get it back off them, any means necessary! The police have been advised already, and 2 female suspects have been given.” That was the little blurb I put next to a photo of my hat that was stolen, on Facebook. I had a bit of a mixed response from people, some people thought it was a great idea to post the photo, while other people were completely offended and angry by the post of a stolen hat! {Possibly it is those people who actually stole it, were the “offended”, but one of my groups banned me from the group for the post (my local Sarina Community Group), so poo poo to those 4 small minded and easily manipulated admin. I've taken their names down for future reference. (Lee Ross, Aleesha Birch, Kirstie Ross, Katherine Oake) Anyway, one of the people on Facebook asked me why anyone would nick my hat and so I composed a list of reasons that I immediately thought of as a response; Well, let me think now, ok, any number of reasons: 1 - No reason except took it because they could, it was the one large visible object inside my car. A thrill steal. 2 - They wanted the hat; planned and pre-meditated theft, as I had a daily ritual involving my hat, so a stalking theft. 3 - It is a very large pink hat, and as I used to wear it daily in public, someone who doesn't like the colour pink or the fact that it was so large, was so offended by this hat, that they stole it. 4 - Someone saw me second-guessing myself that day and decided to teach me a lesson. An unwanted predator narcissist theft. 5 - A retarded council worker related theft, due to the complaint I had just made about the garbage trucks littering as they drive from bin to bin (The trucks aren't covered at the top and so the lightweight rubbish flies out and lands on the side of the road - like a lot of rubbish flies out.) 6 - A tourist (a cunt) who has previously stolen from me at another address, may just have stopped by and wanted to dysfunctional tell me that they are in the area. I'm pretty sure I could think of more reasons; I'm a fairly creative person. But ultimately how should I know the mind of a stupid thief? I don't! I am so different from a "stupid thief", that I can only guess why they would take something so unique. So that was my response, then I got comments from other people, who thought of some more: 1 - I am “Miss goody two shoes”, so that very fact pissed them off, and wanted to take their feelings of inadequacy about themselves, out on me by stealing from me. 2 - stole it because the colour pink represents female, and they hate women, so stole it. 3 - The "stupid drunk" reason. (Although it was at 10 o'clock in the morning.) 4 - Stolen it because I was in control of my life, so, was there that day, as that’s what I wanted. And some people think that's wrong, and that a man should be in control of me (!). So, they stole it (can you believe that one, if that’s true: ahhhh COMPLETE MORON with the extreme psychological problems). 5 - there are some people in society who have a personality trait still not quite evolved, and are dog-like, and so a "dog" has picked up on my scent, and has not liked it, and has so stolen my hat. (Not necessarily talking about a literal scent, more like intangible scent). 6 - On that particular day, back in November, it was more windy than usual, and if I had a worn my pink hat, it would've blown off for sure - I may have even lost it in the water! So, maybe, someone was trying to be "helpful", and stole it so I wouldn't wear it and lose it ! Lol 7 – stolen by Mackay council staff who were in the area at that time, as they are people who are cocky enough to steal in that manner. I just like to comment on the “goody two shoes”. I feel like I AM ACTUALLY this way! Because I have so many people trying “to get me”, like sabotage, it happens ALL THE TIME; banning from my local group is a perfect example, but I am pretty sure Centrelink have a red flag next to my name to indicate “DO NOT BOTHER INVESTIGATING if member of the public put in a complaint of some sort”. - So many people trying “to get me”. – oh, if only I were paranoid! It's like I have been forced to be prim and proper all the time! Bloody cunts! (I found swearing to be an especially good weapon, they really hate it.) However, I don't drink, I never have my whole adult life, I personally think people who drink are pretty much non-thinkers, and that is the reason they drink – they don’t want to think. (Big problem in Australia). T-H-I-N-K So, knowing how many people drink in Australia especially, I can see why some people would have a problem with my attitude, because I really have no tolerance for drunks, and even people who drink not to the point of inebriation, but are still slightly intoxicated, those people are unbearable; you're trying to talk and they're pretty much are antagonistic, rude and have no patience or tolerance. So, I stand by my “goody two shoes” attitude. If you're a pathetic drunk you are flawed, with only yourself to blame. There is an easy remedy, even if you're forced to go and slug it out every day, day after day, doing the same thing, working with a bunch of arseholes - you can still remedy everything. By the way, my secret feelings and attitude towards the person who stole this hat; I wish them dead. I wish I had a drone assassinator, so I could put a bullet in their ear. I'm not sure what you make of that goody two shoes response, but this is my general feelings towards anyone who steals from me. I should add here, when it was taken I was parked between two cars, one red and one white, the person driving the white car I saw; they were a couple, the boy was extremely skinny and had a bright blue hat, he looked way too young to have girl friend, he looked like a child. But was holding hands with the driver, whilst doing weird things with his bright blue hat as I walked back to the car. I later saw him on a tradie Facebook group in Mackay, and asked the person who posted it about the hat, I checked out their profile too - their profile was dodgy, looked like a fake girls name. plus “I don't know anything” response. So, it could've been them. However, I suspect they were in cahoots with the person in the red car who was the person who actually stole it, because whenever I have things stolen I'm always seeing a girl in a red car - I would go so far as to say, if you see a girl driving a red car, you can assume that she is a little thief. It seems red is the colour choice of a female bimbo thieves when it come to cars. There were also 2 women at the surf club, one appeared to be possibly from Council, the other one appeared to be the cleaner down there. I possibly think they are all in cahoots with the theft of my hat? I took a screenshot of the girls name who posted in the Mackay trading group it's a fake name and her profile picture shows five different people. If anyone would like to see it please PM me. The main photo was a photo of a short blonde bimbo on the phone. Update: due to my persistency on Facebook about this hat. There was an attempt to return it to me!; I received a personal message late Juanuary, stating they have seen a pink hat in the grass near Gum Street. Unfortunately, the message was sent early Jan, but for some reason (possible FB IT Nerd sabotage?) I received it some weeks after it was sent, so, by the time I went there to check, alas, I discovered the remains of my hat; (see photo), it had been mown over. ☹️ So even though it was not a good outcome I'm very impressed that somebody saw it and contacted me - thank you so much to that person (Peta). Possibly the thief has decided with all of the hoopla I kicked up about this, on Facebook; it was not safe to wear, (!), and so they have just thrown it out the window of their car (?). Did not even have the decency to return it. That thief is going to be in "karmic debt" to me now. You really have to think before you act. 👉 7. Passive Aggressive Dogs on FB still Playing Sides At the moment I have narcissistic STALKERS stalking me on Facebook marketplace. A few weeks ago, they set up a situation to try and “play sides”. They are the “dogs who play sides”. And so what happened is that I arranged to meet someone (Nguyen Thuy) at their unit to get some free Vietnamese mint, and when I went there, turns out the person didn't give me the unit number, they just said they lived above the bakery, so I go the unit above the bakery, this Asian guy answered, said “oh you don't really want to talk to them but you're after the person who lives in number 1, you have to go up the other end.” So, I go up the other end, you have to go around the back, found number 1, and guess what? there was no one home! I was so pissed off. I sent them message, no response suddenly. But at the back door was the Vietnamese mint, plus an empty plastic pot, and a spade, so I'm thinking they must've just left this out for me just in case they weren't home. So, I got some, a small section of their large tub, and left (plus I left a bag of fruit at their back door, as I don't like to leave people with nothing, I left some fancy acha-cha fruit for them, probably a dozen in a plastic bag). So, I get home and there’s a message from some other girl at Sarina, Zoe Verdonk who I had contacted in regards to a cycad; she had ignored my message from days before, then her latest message now was ‘too late!’ I can't remember her exact words but she was rude, and I immediately knew she was DOG. (I had a childhood dog, named Zoe, a Labrador). So, then I got a message from Nguyen Thuy who accuses me of stealing! Unbelievable. You know, I think the young man who I spoke to at the top of the stairs above the bakery, was Nguyen Thuy, and when he saw me he just pretended that he wasn't the person. An arsehole. But, get this, there’s more: my landlord starts acting really weird when I get home (I stopped by there first. So, I suspect now this was a whole plan by the dogs to try to play sides against my landlord, to try and get me kicked out like what they do with every landlord I have. Fuck off with your passive aggressive theft accusations. The whole community is the one who's stealing from me - don't try and turn it around the other way! So typical of a narcissistic. I will be doing my best not to go back into Sarina they are a bunch of thieving dogs.. Seriously, that town has got some major problems going on. And now I know why there's so many people I've encountered who have said in a kind of ‘turned up their nose’ fashion ‘ooh no, we're not from Sarina.’ I will include our messenger conversation as proof – I am not making this up: 8 February 8 Feb 2025, 16:45 Nguyen · Blocked This is called Vietnamese coriander You sent That’s what some call, it it’s also known as Vietnamese mint; tomatoes tomatoes! Anyway, I would like to grow some of this, do you think next time I go into town you could dig me up some with some roots, and I can put it in a plastic bag and take it home? - unless you already have some potted up? Nguyen · Blocked Yes I will give free for you, if you want You sent I could swap you, if you want a Mulberry tree? Nguyen · Blocked Thank you, but i don't need it because live in unit, I can't plant big tree Where do you live? You sent I live in Paradise! I'll give you another PM when I know when I'm due in town next, actually I don't have to go in very often, but I've got a doctors appointment coming up soon. You sent 👍 You sent Hello are you going to be home tomorrow afternoon? I thought I would stop by and get some Vietnamese Mint, (Vietnamese coriander). Maybe around 4 o'clock? Nguyen · Blocked Yes, sure You sent Ah wonderful, what's the address? Nguyen · Blocked My address: 9 broad street, Sarina You sent Are you above the bakery? Nguyen · Blocked Yes, correct 9. I'm fairly certain that my seeds were once again stolen, from my beautiful giant Celosia.If you've read my blog, you’d be familiar with my story about how all my red giant celosia seeds were stolen at kookaburra Park, Gin Gin (by little bimbos), I went on and on, whingeing and whingeing, moaning and moaning about it, because I've been saving those seeds all that time, I just love them, and I wanted to sow them (and they're extremely rare, you can't purchase them). So, in 2022, I purchased what was available, a different species of Celosia, I planted them up and they were completely disappointing, small, mostly yellow, and flame like in flower structure, not round ball at all. (I put in complaint to the supplier, saying that their seeds were inferior!), anyway, at my next address, in a pot plant, you wouldn't believe it (pretty much in the same way they first started growing for me back in Melbourne), a Celosia popped up in my purple planter, and it was an absolute stunning – as this one was not red, but pink. I've never seen pink forms. I don't know whether this is an act of God, or someone who's breeding this plant put one in my pot planter (?) which actually wouldn't surprise me, I have a lot of show-offs in my life who cross my path. So, I nurtured this plant, and when it was time to pick it, I carefully hung it upside down to dry to collect the seeds from. It was hanging in my big open area space, because it needed somewhere airy where it wouldn't go mouldy. So whilst I always keep my house locked, even when I do the washing or gardening, one time I had to go to the doctors, and when I came back home, opened my locked door, I looked at that bag hanging up and thought it was different, something had changed about it, I wasn't really sure, I couldn't put my finger on it, but I know now that it would have been stolen then while I was at the doctors. This is quite typical of when I go to the doctors, I have things stolen, I think it's the doctors receptionist, they know I'm there so the house is empty - so they steal. I think what's even more sinister, is that they have taken my seeds and replaced the existing seeds with inferior Celosia, because I have since sown some of those seeds that I collected from that bag, and they're just starting to flower now, and I can see they are completely different: half of them a yellow, half of them is have no flower at all, and some are flame flowers. It's very disappointing. And obvious that they are not from that seed head, as I have seen these seeds quite a few times before, and they did always come true from seed. However, I mean, because I've never seen a pink variation, maybe this is a cultivar that some plant breeder has done, in which case the seeds of the first generation would be completely different, infact it's most likely that they will be completely different, if it's first generation. I mean the term ‘heirloom’ vegetable gets its name from old varieties that have been around for so many years that the genetics are guaranteed to be the same. Some people might not even understand the term heirloom. Well, if that's true then only time will tell, because sooner or later I will get the same big pink flower, if indeed they were NOT SWAPPED over. There were sirens when I discovered these stolen – fake ambulance sirens. And I know I have jealous women who may have thought or even seen someone ’adding’ that cultivar to my planter, and so thinks that I am not entitled to have something for free, and so steals it – out of jealousy. 9. This is the type of antagonistic thing they do to me when I go into town: disgusting little girls, they have the key, and they have apple who can override my apple cameras. BULLIES, and hey; fuck off. (it is actually wax paste, some little cunt has got my jar, and placed a blob on the table) 10. Plastic Hook stolen from inside my washing machine I tried to warn people! These stupid delinquents have been stealing from me for over 20 years now, do you think they're just going to suddenly stop because I've moved here? Well, I sure did not think that!! But, the thieving imbeciles can't get into this house, because I have patio locks now, which are brilliant (every house needs them), plus I'm also pretty well conditioned now, in the art of locking my house WHENEVER I leave it, including gardening and washing. So all my other houses that I've lived in have had just normal looks, and they can easily be picked by pretty much anyone. So because these thieves now cannot take from inside my house, they're getting really desperate, and taking stupid items from outside in the back laundry area. Stupid items that will go under the radar of the police, or anyone else. Only I seem to know that they were stolen (Australia post knows!) They were stolen in the attempt to persecute me. This is their pattern, little pathetic fools. So my plastic hook was attached to my fabric shower curtain, it was well attached, it would not have just fallen out in the wash, it would have to be removed; so the thief either lifted the washing machine lid and took it out while it was sitting there after the load finished, or they took it off the curtain when I had hung it up to dry on the line - I didn't bother to check whether it was there or not at that point. But it certainly was not under the clothes line or in the washing machine, or anywhere in that area. Stolen. I have to update this, because the following day, that broken glass hook above, was lying next to the washing machine, and it was placed by the thief. This stupid little thief thinks, I'm pretty certain, that they're doing me a favour; my theory is that they put this glass hook there because there's a big push at the moment to get rid of plastics. I did a youtube video on it, saying the admin people on Facebook, and the Internet, should be focusing on banning plastics, rather than banning me!! (I said that they were completely stupid for doing this) LOL. Anyway, I assume you can now get glass shower curtain hooks? I haven't checked, because I have metal shower curtain hooks, the only reason why one of them is plastic, is because this stupid little thief stole one of the metal hooks when I was living at Builyan, and so now I'm one short, and that plastic one was already here. That thief does way more harm than good. I suspect they're trying to make up for their evil, but they're not going to, God sees everything you stupid little bimbo. And by the way what a crap mother this thief had. I mean she has ultimately fucked up her child so much, that the child thinks it's perfectly fine to steal. She is a failure of a mother. Quite frankly I'm tired of society not acknowledging the crap work that mothers do. All the thievery, all the crime, all the harassment; this is a direct result of bad parenting, in particularly, hopeless crap bimbo mothers. Why is it up to me to point these things out? All I hear in regards to mothers is “good” and “positive” things – happy mothers day, have a bunch of flowers for your crap mothering skills. In reality they are crap crap crap and turning a blind eye, and not doing anything to resolve their flaws and weakness. There seriously needs to be compulsory parenting class, and I say compulsory, to save face for all the bimbos who don't want to acknowledge that they are crap mothers. Compulsory parenting class for every single pregnant woman in Australia, and for each child after, if they have the stupidity to have more than one. The metal hook is missing too. 11. Police stealing via speeding ticket, and facebook ban, and placed dead roo, car and armcha I wrote about my “fake” speeding ticket on FB, it was removed - Another fb banned post. You know, make no mistake about it, a threat to free speech is a threat to human rights. I push boundaries, not out of a desire for fame or recognition, I believe in the hope of a better future. Dissent by the people is a necessity, to prevent greed, oppression, a dictatorship and poverty. My post; $483 for a speeding ticket for alleged 16 km over the speed limit. I claim I was not speeding at the time. Actually, I saw the police car, at that time, 716am, in Connors Street at Mackay, and I looked at my Speedo and I was not speeding, I was going 60km, (Phew I was relieved at the time. Phew) Is there anything I can do about this? This is pure money-making tactic, they obviously wanted me to pay for something? This ticket represents more than just a speeding fine, it's a push for me not to sell my plants on Facebook marketplace, in Mackay. This ticket is a big deal and the powers that be in the MARKET PLACE knows it. They hate seeing me win, and when I drove up to Mackay, I could sell my plants, make some small odd purchases on FB Market Place, and could usually make the trip pay for itself winning – winning – OMG, they HATE when I win. It is an oppressive tactic. As now I cannot sell my plants in Mackay. And in one of the comments, who asked about dash cam and speed records, I mentioned specifically the irony, because I was driving up to Mackay not only to drop off plants but to fix my car, it had some electrical issues, AND the dash cam needed to be fixed. I was taking my car up to Mackay instead of Sarina, as some local person from Facebook (girl with bitch nature), had taken upon herself, to go around and sabotage me with the other 2 mechanics, so who now refuse to serve me, or even take my booking or communicate with me at all via their online website on Facebook. So bad luck to that girl because I found a brilliant mechanic in Mackay who fixed all my car electrical problems and didn't overcharge me, and that is actually quite rare these days. By the way the police have done this once before at Gladstone, when I won a court case in regards to a bond; I should receive my bond back, and so the police fined me on my way home to Miriam Vale, and the amount was exactly the same as my bond. Not a coincidence. Police have rules unto themselves, they are greedy and corrupt, and if you have to rent, you are an automatic victim at all times. The police always side with the rich. they are small minded, and cannot see the big picture. So maybe as punishment for washing (current landlord has heaps of water – yet another source of winning that they HATE. Plus maybe also, $483 as punishment for not drinking, because I had spare change in my pocket to spend on Temu. Also I’m sick of seeing dead kangaroos by the side of the road so I took a video of one and put it on Facebook and I put it on fast forward (to make it a quick short vid to upload - my Telstra internet does not work properly), and I think a police has seen it and saw how fast I was going and thought I was speeding and really it was just on fast forward, when I was doing like you know 20km, (I don’t speed), just after that, I got the ticket, stupid stupid, stupid stupid police, by the way I’m not entirely sure if that was a hit-and-run kangaroo. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone actually went and got a dead kangaroo, several times, and put them by the side of the road (like they did with that smashed up cars and arm chair - just at that Campwin turn off), such is the nature of stupid Bogans who annoyed the crap out of me. Stop using me to control the stupid male rev heads here who drive big fancy expensive meathead cars, and have big egos - who the police would dare not stop and give a ticket to) exactly like Debbie croft humiliating me infront of the class, for the specific point of getting the boys to do their homework. Fucked cunts. Actually, someone later suggested it was school teachers who arranged the speeding ticket, as they are afraid of me. {I have a lot of dirt on bloody hopeless school teachers). Plus the police, when I phoned them (to complain about my bogus ticket), said, it was a ‘thing’ and they had pre-planned it specifically to get me – she was quite blasé about it. I cursed her. And, on the day, the police were parked in one of those fancy blue police cars (I allways thought they were fake police), outfront of the shed I had taken a photo of before, and wrote a blog story about (it was called “keep it simple stupid” - and they took a photo of my car there, not a coincidence. They could be stealing from me because I don't have kids, and they're giving that money to stupid little sluts who have little fatherless bastards. (?) I am being punished for not having kids, and not being a slut. This post was ban from my local Campwin Beach and Sarina Beach Community Noticeboard group. It was also banned from the Gunnedah group, and the Mackay group, and then my local Campwin Beach and Sarina Beach Community Noticeboard, ban me altogether from posting any posts. (oh, one of the Mackay groups did not ban it, will have to make special note as to which one – common sense one). I would like to name and shame these 3 non-thinking, easily manipulated, juvenile admin, for refusing to post any of my posts in my local group. Michelle Berardi, Dwayne Crothers, Natalie Crothers. I have since left this group because I'm not going to be oppressed in this manner; a new tactic instead of ‘banning’ altogether. (I have already been ban from the Sarina group). If I have something to say I would like to say it - I'm not going to be a part of a group to shut up and listen to them and look at their ads. That would be absurd. Btw, how can you use me as a “humiliation” example, if you keep banning me? The dykes on bikes have just ridden past, telling me that they're not going to steal this story, because it portrays me in a good light, and the local community here in a bad light; so, anyone reading it may start to see the truth and reality, start to see what's going on, I am not the bad guy. The dykes on bikes (who I have mentioned numerous times on my blog as they hound me), don't want people to know the truth. Btw, the dykes on bikes have been harassing me all morning, if I venture outside (it is too cold for me to be outside, weird cold allergy), so every time I step outside: noisy motorbikers starts revving. So possibly these dykes on bikes are actually young men in their 20s who have been let off their leash by their hopeless over controlling mothers, so they annoy the crap out of everybody on a motorbike. Possibly playing the “save the girl” game. See. It must be over for the day. They will be there again tomorrow morning no doubt. ALL THE TIME. Still the police do nothing, but blame me for those arsholes, and make me pay $483 (8 payments a month, for 8 months – yes, really low income you stupid thieves). 12. Pink Bowl I suspect the local police stole this bowl after the above story - as I kept seeing them whenever I drove anywhere - they stalking too. Maybe they can see the locals stealing from me, and are putting their presence here?? Plus some stupid bitch is still putting water in my fuel tank unless I put my camera on. oh no - that's not a nuisance, at all, I just love setting up my camera then having to check it everywhere I go. Also, dogs doing signs "scream loudly, since they stealing from you." Also, when these things were stolen, there were planes flying overhead in more than usual way, there was some girl dressed as prostitute on bad English movie, on you tube, saying “thank you” – as in talking responsibility for theft. There was also some unknown person doing “your stealing signs”. You know, my email is below, in the footer of EVERY PAGE – if you think I have stolen anything of yours, then bloody email me and state what it actually is? Don’t be such a passive aggressive narcissistic coward. There is a slim chance this bowl broke, and I forgot, plus forgot to take a photo (I also take photos of things I throw out, incase I forget and accuse someone of stealing it) - oh no, NOT a nuisance TO DO THAT AT ALL! 14. Another pink bread plate stolen today Sunday 24th August from locked house Another plate of mine from my crocery set, has been stolen today; my landlord came down and asked me to go up to his shed he wanted me to take some photos of some items, while I was gone the house was locked, and this was taken out of my locked house. It most definitely would've been stolen by a stupid bimbo mother as I had just prior uploaded my story that I wrote in 2022 about how stupid mothers are and how they are not even aware of how stupid they are. 15. Essential oil stolen AGAIN I've had a lot of essential oil stolen. Most of it taken when I lived at Gin Gin, Kookaburra Park, (close to Bundaberg). It was the time when essential oils were really starting to take off in popularity. And there are a lot of stupid stupid young bimbo women in their 20s and 30s who steal. {Not to mention the ones in their 40s and 50s who still continue to steal because they haven't actually grown up out of their baby years}. The dysfunction amongst women is extreme in Australia - you think men have problems, wrong, women are way more fucked up than men. And what I noticed they started doing it at Sarina, in that unit, they would take a bottle, and I just see that a bottle was stolen (they are all numbered in order), I take a photo of what remains. Obvious that it is gone. But then a month later when I'm going through my oils, suddenly there is this bottle that was stolen. I look at it, and I can see that it's half empty, or a quarter empty.. so, what they have started doing is taking the bottles stealing some and then putting it back again, hoping I would not notice. Just revolting those people: so spoilt and entitled, behaving like brats even in their 50’s. So that happened to this bottle: as you can see from the photo it's practically empty, when I just made up the blend (Arnica oil), and it was half over half full. I had got it out of my storage, ready, to apply it to my sore foot later before bed. So, about 30ml looks stolen, could be a bit more, aprox $70 worth of essential oil. STOLEN I had also noticed that same day, a pink bread plate had been stolen. A matching pink bowl was taken at a previous time. And a mop handle was taken (it was unscrewed in 3 parts, and they left the mop, then 1 handle extension next to it, and took the top handle part. Very odd; they don't usually do things like that? I'm thinking there was a different thief this time, a copycat, or maybe a different person accompanying the usual typical thief??? who knows. But my neighbours have been harassing me for the past month or two, both neighbours in front of me and next to me. One of them has young people who harassed me at night for about a week, burning grass in their unused part of the backyard. And in that time my outdoor aquarium tank was overheated, resulting in fish death; I believe in retrospect it was those stupid little idiots. Listen carefully stupid neighbours: I CAN’T HEAR YOU; I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU. SO, FUCK OFF AND MIND YOUR OWN GODDAM BUYSINESS. I've also noticed amongst my neighbours, they seem, well maybe there's some little game that the leeches are playing; if somebody implies that I just lost something rather than it was stolen, then they get really excited and throw a party for themselves declaring that they won as they think they got away with it. Because the people who can do something about it, don't actually believe me that it was stolen and this has been an ongoing issue - pretty much nobody actually believes me when I tell them that someone stole my “pink bread plate”. Don’t get me started on when I tell them they've been stealing my reading glasses (I've literally had hundreds of reading glasses taken), and they think I lost them (“everyone loses their glasses” they say) Well WRONG! I don't lose my glasses, somebody steals them (although btw, I don’t believe I have a had any glasses stolen in over 12mnths-bloody miracle). NEWSFLASH: you did not win: Stealing is a crime in this country not only is it a crime and you can be sent to jail but it's a religious mandate. Everybody thinks stealing is scum behaviour. And if you deceive the human authorities well, you too bad for you, can’t get past God, HA. So, you can take your stupid rebellion and shove it up your arse because you are going to lose big time in the end, don't think that just by not believing in something that it's not true. Oh, and yeah, like I have nothing better to do today, than write this story up to deal with this fucking stupid bimbos who keep stealing from me: fuck off you stupid little dogs. By the way, I wrote to my local politician to complain about these theft's in my community, {since the police don't do anything and are fucked}. And after I did that the person who had been verbally harassing me at my neighbours, who drives a Ute, have disappeared. So maybe it was them? So is this what I have to do every few weeks or months when people start harassing me, then eventually ending in theft: write to a politician so that this stupid coward leaves??? Australia is a fucked backwards country, it's embarrassing to be called Australian when surrounded by complete thieving MORONS. Oh and I just remembered something else that was taken, and that was one of those adapter plugs in the photo. I just received a new pump for the aquarium, I was very excited at the time because the plug actually fit - a lovely snug fit that wouldn't fall out of the socket. I have been using it to unplug my aquarium every night, and every morning, back in, and one recent morning I came out and the plug had been swapped over so it just fell out. There is no doubt in my mind that this plug was swapped over, this is exactly something that the thieves would do. Swapping over good quality items for crap ones, has been another ongoing issue: it's something Australian females retailers do (because they're fucked people). When I happen to see an item in my kitchen from Kmart, I am reminded of how crap it is, and is because whenever I purchase products from Australian suppliers they give me seconds or faulty items, and if by chance I receive something of good quality that it's not a faulty second item like has been the case through Online purchases, then retailers in Australia will literally (not kidding here) break into my house and swap the item over for one that's faulty - they have done this on numerous items. Including also can openers, chipped crockery, there has been heaps and heaps and heaps of products that have been swapped over for crap ones. Australian retailers are the biggest thieves ever, and if I can get a chance to purchase from America or China, I'm taking it. I have recently been dealing with department of fair trading, due to a such faulty item, from the good guys, who refused to communicate or honour their warranty. In the end they said they would honour their warranty with a refund, and then the same week I get these items stolen out of my house. Not a coincidence. 14. 3 bread plates stolen on Sunday 24th August 2025 ON 24 August, Sunday morning, I left the house with my landlord and went up to his shed about 100m up the road to take some photos. The house was locked. When I came back these 2 bread plates were missing. Stolen. As well as essential oil, and probably other things that I haven't noticed yet, probably food as well. As I was trying to find a photo of my plates (can’t believe I don’t have a better shot), I realised that there's been heaps of other crockery that has been stolen since I moved to Queensland. There are a lot of stupid women in Australia stealing crockery. So I'll put those photos here but it was only those top 2 that were taken on Sunday. I think it's a government DOG Facebook police related organised crime? And they have got to my landlord. Such weakness. All of those plates were from Vinnys, like $.50 they would've cost me, except for the pink ones which were from Kmart. I believe the ones from Kmart that were stolen, as they a part of a set, was stolen by some stupid woman who purchased the set at the same time as me back in 2016 or so, knows that I have the set, and has hers has broken, (as she is stupid), and so has stolen part of mine to replace her broken or chipped one. So it'll probably be someone from Gunnedah. So out of my 8 breadplates, I had 3 left only yesterday. So I got 2 of them and smashed them – now they can’t steal the remainder (I would have done all 3, but the other has a rockmelon on it in the fridge – So now I have to purchase some more bread plates. Vinny is out, and Kmart is out - so where the hell am I meant to get my bread plates from? I also had some blonde turnup yesterday trying to give me more money than the agreed Facebook price $20 more (Unrelated item), so I think she might have something to do with the theft; trying to compensate me for the plates?? She had permed blonde long hair, there are a lot of blondes in Queensland. She said her name was Janine Janbeluki, probably a fake name? $20 by the way, doesn't compensate for the theft. Like I've said, the cost of the theft is far greater than the value of the item- it's about stress. I have estimated compensation is $5000 per item, and there's 4 items taken on Sunday, that's $30,000. If you want to compensate, then that's what you're up for. If you can't afford to steal, you shouldn't be doing it. And by the way, given my experience with the Australian police, I know there's no point in putting in a theft report, (they don't take me seriously due to the low value of stolen items, and in fact will accuse me of being crazy, and will deeply resent the fact that I've called them about something so trivial, and plus will start stalking me to give me a speeding ticket}. So what I did, was put in a complaint to my local politician, telling her about the thieving that's going on in her community. More essential oil stolen by predator marketing on Facebook incahoots with dog neighbours - half a bottle of fake Australian pine oil was stolen. Neighbours also stole my lotus plant in fish tank. Punctured deliberately by neighbours This was my inflatable spa; I purchased it with the Covid cash grants. I used it to cure a lump of inflammation that had been on my collapsed arch foot for 2 years {it was a total fluke and I didn't know the spa would get rid of the inflammation, but it did, I wrote about it on my blog, in detail .} Anyway, since that time I have relocated 2 times, and at my current address, somebody (at Christmas 2025) put a puncture in my spa. They distracted me with an old man neighbour who came over, and while I was talking to them they punctured it. So, at first I was thinking, well it would be 2 old men who did it, {there's another old man who lives nearby who I have been warned about actually literally hates women, he's known as a woman hater!} so I would think it was done in a misogynistic manner. This type of sabotage has been a repeated problem in my life, and probably worth mentioning on my blog, in order to stop it: Some men think being ‘naughty’ with a woman is "a good and fun thing” and that ALL women also will think it is a "good and fun thing", especially if it's with him. They are completely clueless – woman DO NOT THINK THIS. So, the issue I'm talking about is men who behave badly in order to evoke a reaction of chastisement from me. So, deliberately pissing a woman off in the hopes they can be whipped. It's so inappropriate, offensive and disgusting I can't explain it; go and find a prostitute. They're called dominatrix ones. I'm not interested in you, and I will not be giving you what you want, try and understand that. You are not going to be the one who 'tames the shrew" (and the opposite!). So having said that about some men, on my blog, you'll notice I have mainly a problem with women doing this kind of thing, it is women who are on my back way more than men. Women are little girls, who don’t think things through (since they had crap parents - plus do not apply commonsense). Also, they do it to impress men – they are fully sick. And I note, there are plenty of women NOT like me, who do like playing these games with men, I recall when I was 18, one of my friends used to light the cigarettes of the boys – she wanted to please and give of herself to them, a natural instinct for her. I DO NOT HAVE THIS INSTINCT. So, it wouldn't surprise me if the person who came over and punctured my spa, was actually female, the same one who steals from me: the female misogy. {I've written about the female misogy too on my blog}. She is bully. No matter who did it, it's a disgusting and vile, and you later will feel guilty about it, and no, I'm not going to accept your half-hearted attempts at an apology. That will be $500 replacement value thanks very much. And, you are going to be condemned to a lifetime of drunkenness, due to your feelings of guilt. HA Plus, again, as I have mentioned, they do “charity” signs after a theft, as in, ‘we did it to raise money for charity’ – women do this on media. So again they just did this with a fundraiser on YouTube. I don't believe they are fundraising; they're stealing; women are stealing for themselves; women are the biggest thieves ever who lie and say iots for charity. And it might not be related, but I think it is; this week there has been a child verbally harassing me, slightly, next door at Herta Lane, and this puncture is childish, so I think some mother cynt (I don't usually use code when it comes to swearwords, but someone on Facebook was doing signs calling herself Jasmine Cynt, in relation to my pipette that was recently stolen, I suspect she was the person who stole it and she was calling herself a Cunt, in code!! I thought it was really funny so I have taken to calling cunts cynts!! (I did not think stealing my pipette was funny). So, some mother cynt, maybe pretending to be a child, or, sending her child next door to verbally harass me, and putting a pin through the fly screen window, into my inflatable spa??? Following a formula; This is nothing new; dogs have been doing this to me my whole adult life, it seems I have to write about it in order for it to stop, well actually further than that not only do I have to write about it but someone in their circle of friends appear or a substantial member of the community literally has to tell them to stop doing it - An adult with the mentality of a child. And it wouldn't surprise me if the person doing it was actually a politician or trying to impress one? So, if that makes any sense at all - you have to be a genius to know what's going on in my life. And yeah, sure I have nothing better to do on this Christmas Eve and day than to write about this shit. Either that above or every time my old man neighbour comes over there is an act of God who punctures and steals. I don’t think so! It is no coincidence that I have had to upload this story with a picture of my spa TODAY, Christmas. There are people who like to accuse me of stealing water. When I DO NOT steal water at all. Nothing could be further from the truth. My landlord has quite a lot of water, he has a large dam unlike all his neighbours, so they would be completely jealous. Every time I see him I ask him how his water situation is, he assures me he has plenty, I am not using too much, and I can use water for spa. Plus, if he wanted more he could, because he has a bore! (although he said the water quality is not very good here. Salty – I know he is looking for a cheap way to remove the salt, he wants me and my network to help!!!!). A few weeks ago, still in the dry, (dry and wet seasons here) I had dogs on YouTube doing signs that my neighbours across the road were stealing my landlord's water while I had the hose up near their boundary line at night. So, I don't know if they actually did, it's 50-50 with people who do signs, half the time they're true, half the time they're just trying to manipulate me, but, it was the same signs they did when they stole from me – so I am inclined to believe that they did steal water. Actually knowing they may have stolen water put things into perspective, as I was thinking (silently winging to myself) I ought to be a home owner, but: one of the perks of renting is I don't have to worry about my neighbours stealing my water, because if I did own my own home with plenty of water, or even not, I'm pretty sure they would be stealing it -they steal everything else from me, why wouldn't they steal that too? This is an area of EXTREME JEALOUSY amongst stupid women. Oh, and I need to add about the water: when I have my spa I only fill it to just above the filter, which is about 20cm so I can lie down with my head resting on the filter, breathing and relaxing in the hot water. I don't need to feel it full, in fact I prefer it only shallow so I can lie down fully and relax. I couldn't find an inflatable in a bath shape. There's monumental health benefits that come with having a hot bath. ALREADY ONLY AFTER 3 BATHS, in 3 weeks my 4yr old blocked ear is almost fully unblocked (yah!!). Plus, I was really stiff just before, and it hurt to walk and stand, but after a bath, NOT!, I can move more freely. So, I know there's people who try to accuse me of stealing water, and I am not a water stealer!! I am savvy and no how save and store water! Unlike many non-thinking Australians! Like, I would only set this spa up at the beginning of the rainy season, when it rains. And when I know that there's plenty of rain still to come. I certainly wouldn't be pulling it out like in the past when we've had no water. It's just a good time; we've had rain every year since COVID-19 so far. But I didn't have it set up at my previous address anyway, I made a point of having 12 spas before I moved from Gin Gin!! And there were still 2 tanks full of water. I think her neighbours, my neighbours told her that I was using all her water ? – they were trying to manipulate her against me. So after I left and she saw there would be 1 completely full, and 1 near full tank, she would have been ‘floored’– like maybe she was paranoid too that I was stealing all the water. She is a pothead afterall – a real pothead. So since this accusations seems to be an issue, (the people, the car people who harass me whenever I go anywhere, this is one of the things they harass me about), so why don't I just get into it in greater detail for you: this is what I do since I only have a small hot water system (not as small as the Gin Gin one) I put the timer on, and start filling the spa up with the hose for 12 minutes (after 6 minutes it goes cold, but I found if I just keep it going for 12 minutes, and then stopped it for 30 minutes, the heater would re heat in those 30 minutes, so I would fill it for another 12 minutes). It is a very hot water sytem. And that gives me 20cm of water. So of course it does take up some water, but it's not a great sum. And ofcourse all goes back on to the garden. If you recall on my blog, I wrote a story before, when I had a bath at Culls place. When I did, I had dogs on the ABC chastising me for having a bath, like they thought it was their business that I was having a bath – some stupid woman with blonde hair – I think the same one who thought I was going to hack up all the fabrics at Fantasy Fabrics with a pair of scissors, and so yelled at me in the shop – UNBELIEVABLE STUPIDITY. They seriously fucked in the head on the ABC (they actually do stupid ‘over stepping boundary’ things like that ALL THE TIME), I don't know exactly who was responsible for that, I suspect not the dumb dog, but I did have a bath one time when I was working as a nanny, a live in nanny, maybe that person resented the fact that I was having a bath in their bathroom? That person does work for the Gov, same as the ABC, could be same person? But that would be quite bizarre and pretty stupid on behalf of that person. I do not use excess water; 1 bath here and there is perfectly acceptable. Although before I got my inflatable, I had not had a bath for 14 years! Can you believe that. Actually, at Rangari, I only ran out of water twice in 10 years, but he had 2 tanks, so it was no big deal. I had plenty of water, and did not use plenty in the house, (although my washing machine was on bore water which saves heaps). I have a washing machine that uses a fair amount of water, but here st secret spot, I use damn water, which is filthy brown, and all water drains onto the garden, none is wasted, but sometimes I get a stinky load of washing off the line! Anyway, my house at the moment doesn't have any tanks connected to it because it was built with a flat roof and if you live in a bushland with a flat roof than any water that you collect from the roof is going to be putrid; it's going to have animal droppings and leaf litter, plus millions of gum stamens causing tannin contamination. I took a photo of the contaminated water collected from the roof at Gin Gin – it’s disgusting! Have a look at it, and I was expected to drink that water!! The landlord here has finally switched my water over to their water, so, instead of me collecting drinking water with saucepans, and using putrid water to shower in (my tank was the tank next door – the water collection here is a bit complicated, a DIY job. So now, after 18mnths of living here, I get the same water that the landlord drinks (how kind of him). He has a new roof on his house with 3 tanks. But I know, from experience, every household, even a single person household needs 2 tanks (unless they have 1 really large tank - but I have never seen a house with a really large tank). So, on this whole property, there are 5 different households (actually there is 6), but one of them is empty. So according to my calculations, that would mean 10 tanks are needed. I know he doesn't have 10 tanks, so I mean lucky that we've had rain every season, but if it's going to end up like it was, with a nine-year drought, he's definitely going to run out of water. And he is old and has lived through many droughts, so I find it bizarre people don't think about these things: they spend money on other things, when really tanks should be priority number one. He told me the reason he didn't connect my water before was because his mother's tank got a hole in it and the whole tank leaked, so there was a shortage, and then before that he didn't do it because the ants got in the whole tank was contaminated – but that’s what I mean, things like that happened all the time, which is why you need a minimum of 2 tanks per household. Plus it would be better if I could monitor my own water, so I know specifically how much I can use with spa……. SLOPEY ROOVES!! I'm a pretty savvy person, when I was living at Gin Gin, there was no water, yet I managed to make sure I had my plants watered, I know how to take care of myself and think in advance without stealing someone else’s water. Living with people who don't know how to take care of themselves when you're, you know, a “lowly tenant” is a little annoying sometimes. Christmas day, and that motorbiker who has been harassing me, is going past atm: triple time on Christmas day I bet. (At Gin Gin, one of the police said that person was drug mule. Could be.) 19. Sick of Pervert dog police stealing from me – trying to play God This is 2nd ticket issued by Mackay Police. But the 3rd ticket issued by entrapment from Queensland police; trying to steal money from me. Make no mistakes about it – this is theft, so it is going on my Blog. The first time it was because the judge agreed with me that I should keep my bond, whereas the police think that I should pay the bond to their friend in the community, and so because they lost, and I won, they gave me a speeding ticket on my way home – THEY ARE FUCKED PEOPLE. That was at Gladstone back in 2019. It was not clear if I was actually speeding at the time or not, as it was an unmarked car by the side of the road who took a photo. (I would put money on the fact I was NOT speeding – as I am not a speeder.) Overstepping your boundary in TYRANNICAL IDIOT style police. I do know for sure that the second ticket, I was definitely not speeding, I looked, I saw: 59/60km/h, but they gave me a ticket anyway - saying that I was speeding doing over 70. I was being followed that morning by a police woman who I had previously seen at Gladstone courthouse when I was fighting to get my Bond back from the local rental girl – who was incahoots with the police at Builyan, she had long blonde curly hair. The police was Lynch.LisaM and her husband cop – (Someone later advised me it was her and her partner stealing from me out there -no convictions)? The third ticket, possibly I was speeding (?) I know it is easy to go over 60 in a 60 zone – but they picked me out of all the cars in peak hour traffic. I was the one they stopped. I do believe there was a big Ute infront of me blocking oncoming traffic. I would put money on the fact that the person driving that Ute was a cop. I am being targeted by pervert police. This time, 3rd ticket, I have proof. I was lured to Slade point via Facebook Marketplace for cheap $20 shelves (prob worth $500). The person who lured me ALL THE WAY over to Slade Point was a police officer – possibly retired but still with connections in the police. Robert Naismith (ECHUCA, Stanhope Police Leading Senior Constable.). Possibly Lisa Lynchs partner?? And or the guy who purchased my generator for $20, that was worth $1000 – the useless repairer stole from me. And possible the Facebook marketplace person I saw just before that Adrianna Leahy was involved. I was also followed by plain clothes police in “hoon” manner all that day. They seem to be playing. QLD police are abusing the system. And, STOP STALKING ME YOU BUNCH OF NARCASSISSTS. Get your own life and leave me alone. They really are corrupt. There is a chance this 3rd ticket was related to saving the Mackay butcher who stole from me – as I was on my way there when I was ‘detained’, by the time I was ‘freed’, the shop had closed. So, in Mackay 1 week prior, I went to the butcher on Shakespeare (bit of a fancy Butcher with fancy meats). {Note keywords here to trigger thieving blonde dogs}, so I thought I would try it out and I wanted mincemeat (as Coles refuse to deliver my mincemeat to me). They had two types of mincemeat a extra lean and an extra extra lean, and so I asked the guy to get me some extra extra lean, as I have to be healthy in my old age. The guy said he had a sealed pre-packed one already, he pulled it out and gave it to me, I put it in my esky, paid and left. But when I was back in the car I realised there was something wrong because that mince in the window was a lovely shade of dark red but the mince that he had given me was much paler. So, I'm thinking something is wrong, and I was a bit annoyed, and turned around and drove back to the Butcher, but I didn't want to make a big scene, because it's a very nice butcher shop, and I was hoping to return back again. I thought I will just buy some more mince, I'll get another kg of each, because anyway it was a different guy serving me this time, and see what happens, but there was some confusion as to what and which ones (extra lean, or extra extra lean), initially I asked for extra extra lean, but he had given me extra lean – so he said. So, then I told him that I wanted an extra of both, but then somehow it got changed to 2kg of extra extra lean - So unfortunately I couldn't compare it. I later tasted the meat, it didn't look like that there was anything wrong, it smelt ok. I thought I should mix it with the extra extra lean just in case it was a bit weird, and when I tasted it, it was fine, the only thing I thought maybe, it's quite flavourless, like it could've been veal mince?? Veal mince I know is pale plus lacks flavour. So, I think that's what they did for some weird reason? if anyone else has a theory of what they did this, please let me know? But also when I was in the shop that first time, there was a blonde girl, a blonde woman, and her little girl, with blonde hair, who was staring at me; they were behaving a little peculiar, and as soon as I'd made my purchase they left the shop, so they didn't actually purchase anything, they were like hanging around to see what I would do… so they obviously were involved in the weird mince situation somehow. Also, when I initially asked for an additional 1kg of extra lean and 1kg of extra extra lean instead of 2kg extra extra lean, he started getting the extra lean out, and he didn't get the pre-frozen sealed pkt like before, he got the mince from the window - so that's definitely suspect. The first guy literally gave me meat from a different source. And there was another discrepancy too, because the price on the sign in the window said one thing but they had charged me an additional a dollar. I think, my body cam did not quite get the price clearly enough. But it so happened I had to go back to Mackay the following week for the bloody dental and car tyres. I thought excellent, I'll go and see if I had made a mistake in the sign or if he had indeed charged me an additional dollar. Things like that matter to me a GREAT DEAL. And that’s when the police intervened. “Detained” shop closed.So I could not check. and see what happened this time when I got some more mince!! I did get the butchers face on camera though, I will put it below, since there is no chance I can drive back to Mackay. I mean do these kind of ‘big deals’ happen to other people? it was just meant to be a trip into town, stop at the Butcher….. but no - there was all of these weird mincemeat and police problems. I'm thinking police jealousy for sure; they want me to only have crap food, in fact it's a thing I've noticed this and last year with dogs doing signs about police stealing food. Females police. Third born jealousy in the police department. Thatta be right; send your unwanted mistake offspring into the police department. I definitely have been followed around, and the more I think about it, recently, the more I think it must be the police, because they're really arrogant people who follow me around; like they do car revving and speeding, they have no fear about the law which tells me that probably that IS the law, it's probably the same person who has given me 3 tickets, so I'm sick and tired of stupid police; get a life, leave me alone. Oh, I am also reminded re the blonde, as I have mentioned I have short blonde bimbo who plays class – she has “class issues”. She and her cohorts swap, replace or destroy items of quality, as it’s a passive aggressive attack against me, a form of discrimination: “you’re not worthy of good quality items” - they’ve been doing it my whole adult life, it started back in my 20’s I am pretty sure. A specific thing blonde bimbos do – maybe stemming from THEIR own inadequacies. At any rate I am also sick of blonde bimbos and their feelings of insecurities, and thus taking their frustrations out on me – GET YOUR OWN LIFE TOO. That blonde police officer at Gladstone court with long blonde curly hair – looked like Rachael Wainberg’s eldest sister, so not Cate the stalking thief landlord, but the one married to a lawyer, they live in Sydney. Looks like, but I do not think is?? And I want to say, I don’t think the mince was like really foul play like Woolworths do (they put sawdust in their mince – one lot I purchased turned a shade of grey after defrosting – like when you wet recycled paper it turns that same shade of grey.UNBELIEVABLE!!!), but still definitely dodgy, and it would’ve involved reducing the quality, because that’s the game the dogs do; “undeserved”. Sometimes they do the opposite – mmm paper thin shaved ham from some gourmet deli… 😁 Also, as I was writing about this incident after it happened, over a few days (I send emails to myself with drafts -a few, at least 2, emails were stolen, I think?). I find these negative situations are starting to cause trauma – it’s an abusive situation, and I need to deal with it. Later that night I googled “free councillor” – there are a whole heap now, but all by phone – so great; Telstra would just put me through to some arshole police – as per usual?? “oooooh tell us about how the police are stealing from you”……so I did not even try. I mean maybe they would put me through to normal person who then sees the situation (that happened once back in 1998, not sure how I came about speaking to a councillor, but I believe it backfired on the purps - a witness). The police ticket could also have been narcissist related, as in, “you only had 1 hand on the steering wheel, you should have had 2 – ticket her” – like an older lady driving a big Triton would be a MAJOR INTIMIDATION THREAT to pathetic little people with feelings of inadequacies – a total rewiring of the brain needed to absorb the concept of a woman in charge - ME. This type of thing can be a big issue, like in the UK, a young man killed his blonde girlfriend because over the course of their courtship he discovered she was smarter than him – he just could not deal with it - all his life he was raised to passively understand that a woman, especially blondes were "less than", and so, because his learnt thoughts were in conflict, he killed her. SAME type of thing here. And pervert trying to play God. Course it could be related to $200 cash depositing for 2nd hand blind sold, at post office (idiot) gov thinking I am not declaring income?? Or Steves water?? Or “fancy meat” for the mere unemployed {I think most people fail to realize just how much money you save if you don’t drink, or NEVER eat out – you can treat yourself to fancy meat every now and again - idiots}. Or car business at Mackay taking my money and not Sarina?? Or actually speeding!! Lol as if; I drive very carefully; it is other reckless people who I have to worry about when I drive}. I can only speculate, as there are so many reasons why I am being targeted and victimised by the police. So, writing this up, is cathartic. And after I had left and gone home, more or less just after been given the ticket: I had a whole heap of people follow me around on the Bruce Hwy there intown at Mackay (well, at least 2) – and I think all the way home too, it was not like a usual trip home, (there were no trucks hooning!!), and it was like they were a whole lot of lonely desperado people wanting to converse with me -it's so weird, like I really don't think I give off those vibes of “I invite you”, in fact I'm pretty sure it's the opposite, because I definitely do not want to be conversing to any of those desperado lonely people; I cannot help them, I have nothing to offer them, or nothing to give them, so why they hang around me is very odd. Someone said to me once, that being around me is kind of addictive, because of the “glasshouse” factor, they can see where they can insert themselves, and try to lord over me, and boss me around, they love coming up with ideas and suggestions for me to do. The ‘addictiveness’ blinds them to what they are really doing – the inappropriateness of it. Its almost like one minute having a butler, then the next minute not – like the benefit of a butler is equal to the benefit of having someone to control and feel superior over, so if that person suddenly does not “play” their game, they really feel it. No butler for you! People, little people, have been doing this for ages – power tripping. It's really annoying. And because I kick up a stink about it on my Blog, I now have even more people wanting to “help” me. Lol. Some people are helpful – for as many stupids as I encounter there is at least a 1:5 ration of “smarts” - which actually is a help, especially medically wise now in my old age. But for the most part, I have had a lot of little idiots trying to tell me what to do for many years. So, I think, the police have fallen victim to the ‘addictiveness’ – this stalking, harassing from neighbours and giving me 3 tickets – its all power tripping, police trying to lord over me. Same thing as all the little people. They are addicted! They really are starting to be a total nuisance. They're not smart at all. They should fuck off. It's the same reason why a woman ought not to marry a police officer, as if things go sour, or he turns into a bastard, they use their positions of power against the woman. I've seen this quite a few times in true story movie autobiographies. It's all very cliché, and it never ends well for the woman. So I mean I could just say don't marry a police officer, but I won't. Some women may enjoy the fight. I can imagine if a female police officer got together with one too, then their relation turned south, it would be some sort of competition and popularity contest of who could get the most friends in their department to play sides against one another. I imagine it would be unbearable. Anyway, I guess there are a lot of unbearable situations to imagine, but I certainly would have nothing to do with a police officer like I've mentioned before, same with school teachers - just stay away from me you total power tripping unequal sickos. Oh, I just remembered, a few weeks back there was this extremely dodgy woman messaging me on personal Messenger from Facebook, she said her name was Le Growin. She was telling me she wants some of my pink Cassia trees, she wanted me to put two aside for her for when she was going down to her mother, and then she wanted to pick up another 2 to take home to her place on her way back. I said sure, I put them aside for her, eventually she came here. But I gave her specific directions on how to get here, but instead, she went to the opposite of what I told her, and went to my next-door neighbours. I got the feeling that she did it deliberately to annoy me, for some weird reason. Like in this situation, if someone did the opposite of what I told them I would just think that they were stupid bimbo and had bad memory or was stupid dog rebellious. But I could see this woman was doing it deliberately to be manipulative. Whatever, all dogs are stupid. So, she took her plants and paid for them. But then she contacted me, and said she's not going to worry about the other two. And she said, got a flat tyre on my driveway. Now, this was after I had just decided that I should go to the tyre place and get one of my tyres replaced! I could tell, this woman was lying too, she was lying about a flat tyre. Whatever. I sold the other two plants to somebody else. So, I'm thinking the whole tyre theft at Mackay is related to that STUPID WOMAN who turned up at my house. I knew she was Dodgy liar - she is one of the STUPID cunts who stalk me - fucking cocky, "empowered to steal" women from Centrelink/ radio NEGS – friends of that woman Michelle? I went to look her up today and guess what her whole Dodgy profile is not listed on Facebook anymore, and the whole conversation has been deleted. That’s the useless-ness of Personal Messenger. She had grey blonde hair in a bob, not sure how old, 30-40-50? It's exactly like that's time at school when I won that race, I decided that I should win, and came up with a plan to do so. my plan at the time, really pissed off one teacher in particular, that I had come up with a plan, a plan to win. Same thing re tyre plan. Pervert women. Revolting people. Pond scum. And so not only did those STUPID cunts muck the whole tyre situation up with blond Bec from the Block, but they stole from me with the other tyres, and then got the stupid Mackay police to steal another $500. These stupid women need a bullet to their ear and I'm not joking about that. Stupid little police idiots at Mackay. Fuck you all. 20. white Toyota Hilux single cab that follows me around This is the white Toyota Hilux single cab that follows me around, a lot. I actually got a photo of it by chance when I was trying out the Mackay E scooters (which was a total disaster, if you see my review about it on YouTube), but also if you read my Hooning Farmer Police story, I'm fairly certain this is the person responsible for all those horrible things, I think it's female, never actually seen the driver, the windows are dark, I've only seen the car. She seems to be totally obsessed with me. I'm not certain but this car was parked at my neighbours, for months, it was part of the neighbours game of "Car"; they rotate their cars around the yard, park them in different spots - this one is parked directly facing my yard in a very prominent spot for months, this girl appears to be obsessed with me and has major mental health problems -that's what someone would with a mental health problem would do they would obsess about somebody else, and follow them around, it's completely unhealthy. So now that this particular car has been further brought into my consciousness, I'll be getting a plate number and sending it to politician, since the police are corrupt, and this person could actually be a police officer. 21. Another pair of secateurs stolen Feb 2026 There has been a big gap in the spate of secateurs that have been stolen from me. I've previously talked about how they would steal so many secateurs from me, that I bought a whole big box, in bulk, so I would never run out. But as soon as I did that - the stealing of secateurs stopped, which was quite bizarre. I thought I would have to sell my secateurs as I had so many. And I did sell quite a few at Gin Gin. Anyway, I had recently just got a brand-new pair out, {if you see anyone with these - THEY ARE MINE, as they stopped making this type about 15 years ago, navy Earthcore} because my other ones were rusty, and no longer worked. So, the new ones were stolen at night, when I returned from Mackay after getting harassed by the police there. I guess they could have been taken while I was at Mackay – but I heard a voice at about 12pm, a man’s voice, and earlier that day I was collecting seaweed of the beach for the garden (I also eat it), and the guy who runs down at Sarina Beach every morning, he had come up to me and asked me what I was doing, I said I was collecting seaweed for the garden. That was pretty much the end of the conversation, except he left the beach then, as usually he runs every morning for about two hours - so that was odd that he left. Anyway, I heard this voice later that night and it sounded like his? He could've followed me up to my address? if it was him: what a loser. If it wasn't him, apologies for thinking that it was. I mean it was more likely to be related to the dragon fruit situation at Mackay; this is very typical of stupid little thieving people: so, I have never had white dragon fruit, and I wanted to try it. So, some woman by the name of Adrianna Leahy in Hilda Crt North Mackay happen to post a post on Facebook marketplace with dragon fruit $3 – in the PM message she said I could have 2 for $3. But when I went there, Adrianna Leahy was not there, instead was an older man (her either father or a partner, or brother??). He came out and said yes he has the 2 dragon fruit, and I could have them for free – yes, that’s what he said. Free. I said are you sure?? He said YES. He said I could have them for free. Free. F-R-E-E. (I WOULD LIKE TO POINT OUT North Mackay is a fair distance from Mackay, but was on the way to Slade Point – this is related to my police ticket, as both Adrianna Leahy and the shelves guy at Slade Point, Robert Naismith, from fakebook market place are associated with the police- after a quick google search on both people (later, I discovered). So now, criminals targeting me and police targeting me. Anyway, so I wasn't too keen on the flavour, it tasted kind of smoke, and it didn't have much of a flavour. It kind of ruined my watermelon juice, although I've discovered watermelon juice is not very nice either, watermelon is 50 times better whole. So, because those dragon fruit were given to me for free – either those people, or friends of those people, the police, have stolen my secateurs. I know retailers do this all the time on faulty returns. They are sore losers. So, I did announce on Facebook that I was doing a free delivery for plants on the 12th in Mackay – I think the police have seen that, and have come up with this plan to lure me over to Slade Point for ticket. Pretty sure this is what happened in this situation – and I am not being paranoid about it {unfortunatly -the police really are fucked}. So, I can definitely no longer do free deliveries to Mackay anymore due to the police. Which is a shame because I used that money to actually pay for the trip to Mackay, the fuel – as I have to go to Mackay to do car stuff, as the mechanics in Sarina are useless thieves. And people in Mackay actually purchase my plants - like no one in my local area purchases my plants, instead, they steal from me. Which means that I can't sell my plants any more, bummer. (Except on eBay where they have to pay extreme amounts of postage, and so hardly purchase anyway….). So, the people of Mackay miss out on all the native pink beauties. Although someone told me that those people who were purchasing my plants were actually the people who were stealing from me in one form or another – this did not make any sense to me - I don't really know why a thief would want to purchase my plants? Maybe they just wanted to see me? what I look like? Maybe they just wanted to go on their own little powertrip? who knows. They could have just been legit people selling stuff on Facebook marketplace – aaaaaalllll just a coincidence!!! 22. 4 LARGE BUCKETS stolen out of backyard, Jan-Feb 2026 at Sarina Beach 2 Silicone Buckets: 1 black and 1 grey silicone buckets Pls 2 food grade 20L buckets – all 4 stolen over the summer 2025/26 Whoever stolen them is clearly a bimbo, as they are $4 BRANDNEW from Kmart- with free delivery (delivery if you are anyone but me or don't live in the Mackay area? - delivery is too hard for Kmart in this area, -or they are just discriminating against me personally - like a BIG DISCRIMINATOR, same as the stupid woman who stole my buckets). ha! I'm still here. So, no need for prowling around the garden, you can get them delivered! Plus you will not have me, cursing you to get cancer and die for stealing from me. Seems a preeetty obvious choice…… Oh, and last year 1 large square blue bucket was stolen – that was the bucket given to me by the inebriated girl at Sarina units, who moved back up to Magnetic Island. Or wait, maybe it was the guy next door to her who moved to Armstrong Beach, the truck driver from Gunnedah?? Well, it was one of them, when they were moving, they were off loading stuff – maybe Indian Giving? Or, as that bucket was FREE free to me, a gift – dogs can’t stand it when that happens. It drives them mad! Ha ha – it’s free it’s free! Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha Ha ha!!!!!!!

NEGS, Gunnedah Primary School, Limbri School – you all need to be sued (otherwise, change does not come about). I want to talk about how in primary school, Gunnedah Public Primary School, our year had two classes, with about 30 kids in each. One was called the A class one was called the B class. The people in A class were considered to be the smarter ones. But I assure you, this in reality is not the case, these classes were divided purely on a socio-economic basis. Kids from well-to-do fami Life Stories P16 1. Drive Thru's vs Fancy Restaurants There was one incident; we were in Tamworth for the day, I was doing an upholstery job for my neighbour who was a high school teacher. We were choosing fabric. We were outside a fancy restaurant, where, just before we had been inside, talking to some people I knew. And she deliberately threw something of mine, well scattered it on the ground, so I had to kneel down and pick them all up, when she just stood over me. To all the onlookers there in the restaurant, this act looked rather inappropriate, so basically, she has some control issues that she should work on, and leave me out of it - this type of behaviour is dysfunctional. I have noticed, this behaviour is typical to school teachers, I would go so far as to say 90% of school teachers (public school) have these self-important and major control issues, and want all the kids (other people) to worship them. I am going to talk about this some more, because I have experienced it a lot; a lot of women don’t seem to be able to handle other women as their equal. They can only handle subordinates, which is why especially your find a lot of these women as teachers because they get to be around children, as in people that they can feel superior over, it is a serious dysfunction. Plus, it is widespread. I remember my grandmother, who wasn’t a school teacher, she was a housewife all her life, with three girls, but she definitely couldn’t handle other women as her equal, and all throughout her children’s adult lives, she still wanted them to remain as children, so she could treat them as subordinates. The very meaning of subordinate is a lower rank, or position, or of lesser importance, inferior, and needs another person to have authority and control over them. I know that expression “oh, you think your better than me!” this is where it comes from. From dysfunctional women wanting to treat other people as their personal subordinates. So, I guess for Karen Cull, and all other women in fact (my landlord Catie Rogers) that I’ve ever encountered, guess what, I am your equal, you are not better than me, you are not superior in anyway, you have major dysfunction DEAL WITH IT. I know I, would prefer you deal with it, rather than take out your dysfunction on me. So widespread! I definitely wouldn’t be friends with any school teachers. And in fact, in my experience, this is probably the reason why most women don’t like me, because they want to feel superior to me, as I am single, poor and not the best looker either, but I don’t let them, and it pisses them off. And by the way, 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”! 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 - a whole heap more that stay invisibly cowardly) It is not right, 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 they say 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! 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 is stupid, not to mention cowardly. Infact just a few weeks ago, I was comparing my life to a young woman from the past, Dido Elizabeth Belle (1761 – 1804) who was treated one way by her loving white family, and as she was black, and another disrespectful way by the community where she lived. - I say this because whenever I venture out, I often get harassed, followed, and pickpocketed, plus all the other shenanigans people get up to. Yet, when I am at home sitting on the couch watching my favourite shows, I truly feel like a bit of a princess! I am treated as another viewer, a respected member of the public. So rare! Then I get back to my life and just noticed something else that has been stolen.... - it’s almost like there are two versions of life. (Some shows, as in a lot now, have the dogs on them, who harass me, they have taken over certain sectors of the entertainment industry - since I hardly ever go into town, they must love harassing me so much, they can't get enough of it – they do.) I feel I need to point out, I’m the sort of person that well, especially back in my 20s or 30s, would be quite happy and comfortable eating from somewhere like Hogs Breath Cafe or Maccas (when I lived in Sydney, I had Maccas at least 3 times a week! Well briefly!) But I was also comfortable, if I wanted to splash out, in a fancy restaurant. I wouldn’t feel out of place, or that I should not be there just because I was on near minimum wage. Although in my old age and experience there are definitely some family type restaurants that I would never venture into, at this juncture in my life. Even though I have less money now than then. My point is, that these days, everyone can choose where they want to eat, if you have a low or minimum wage and a set budget it doesn’t mean that you’re restricted to only certain types of eateries, if you want to splash out on a fancy restaurant, go for it, you’re entitled to it. It is my experience, usually people working in those fancy restaurants, would treat you as a respected paying customer, just as long as you’re not half naked or something like swearing loudly! But I do believe in splitting the bill if you’re with company. I would never enter a restaurant with people unless it was known clearly beforehand who was paying or if we split, (verbally talked about). This is a must, and something I learnt when I was 19, in a situation where I was dining with my aunt, and her friends, she was telling me beforehand that her friends were really rich, and we were going to a fancy restaurant. But at the end, when the bill came. I realised it hadn’t been discussed as to whom was paying, and I felt like, I should’ve paid for my course, but at 19, still a student, I was used to my parents paying for everything, so I had not even broached the subject beforehand at the table. I was very angry with my aunt, who assumed that her friends were going to pay. In the end they did pay, but I believe it was only because my aunt didn’t offer, and really, I felt my aunt had some nerve to expect them to pay for both of us. Some women are like that, they expect other women to pay for them. It was a valuable lesson for me. Of course, now, if I wanted to eat out, it would always be drive-through. I would never go to a fancy restaurant or any restaurant of any type actually, in public. In fact, I think it has been over 20 years, since I last dined in a restaurant. If I was to travel, at a hotel, I would always get room service rather than eat in the restaurant. This is not only from being accosted in restaurants before, but, from the ‘clean’ food issue. I like clean food; my cooking is clean. If I went out to restaurant, I know the food would have been spat in, such is the fighting nature of little bitch’s that surround me. DOGS who copy Fight Club. BTW, I have looked into having a snorkelling holiday - it’s on my bucket list, and all the hotels and resorts on the Barrier reef in Queensland, specifically have these communal eating areas, smorgasbord, and they always include breakfast, and so it’s a bit of a scam, because I would have to eat in this communal area if I wanted to get my money‘s worth! I have actually contacted one of them and suggested they fix it to include room service, and she got back to me and said they have no intentions of changing it! I can’t believe these fancy resorts don’t have room service! It is an outrage, hickleberry Queenslanders! One of the unknown dogs as informed me I already had a snorkelling holiday when I went on a paid nanny vacation to Port Douglas 20 years ago – so I will not be permitted to have another one - WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE AND FUCK OFF. There was one work colleague I encounted, when I mentioned to her that I ate Maccas 3 times a week (I passed 5 MacDonalds on my way home from work every evening for about 3mnths! 5 ) She was absolutely horrified, and surprised, insinuating that eating McDonald’s is very low class, she said she would never ever step foot inside McDonald’s restaurant or eat their food ever!! Lol She’s obviously never had one of their Double Quarter Pounder’s!! Really and truly, and I went to a private school, I’ve never encountered such snobbery! I’m pretty sure all those girls would’ve had Maccas if on the menu! I do need to mention, I always used to buy the budget mince, (regular mince) from the supermarket. But in my late 40s I developed a ‘rapid and loud’ heartbeat - it was triggered from some homeopathic medicine, but I fully understood the reasons I was having difficulties; it was from a high-fat diet. So, I changed from regular mince to 4star lean mince, and after 12 months, there has been a definite change in my heart - it’s now quite regular, not rapid and not loud. So, while I now, never go to Maccas anyway, I’m thinking Maccas probably don’t buy the 4star lean mince! The thing with 4star lean mince, is, it is twice, literally twice, the price of regular mince. So, it’s a little unfair that people on extreme budgets have to somehow manage to come up with twice the price, if they want to maintain a healthy heart. Upon reflection, I actually think, that regular mince should be ban, it’s so unhealthy. Btw, I believe Maccas single-handedly changed the Soviet Union, Russia, from a singular cold-war enemy, into an international player!! Plus, I don’t blame fast food for obesity. I feel a ‘change of consciousness’ is to blame, and that is; being aware of being happy, people nowadays want to be happy. They’re not guilted by so many people, including religion, for being happy. For many people, eating makes them happy. And if you can’t find happiness from other factors like a good home, and safe workplace, then people are going to source happiness from where they can, like good food. 2. Bus Blocking Street Signs at Every Street Corner in Bundaberg I’m sure I mentioned this before, but seems everywhere I go, I have people who want to accompany me, in their cars. Monumental nuisance people. On this particular day when I went into Bundaberg, a new city for me, I wasn’t familiar with any of the streets, I had, seemingly the same ‘followers’, wanting to make everything difficult for me, by blocking the street names, so I couldn’t tell what street I was in - such fucking arsehole cunts. And this wanting to make things difficult for me, I have noticed happens a lot. Deliberate sabotage by revolting people, who certainly would NOT be welcome in my life. Ha ha. And you know what, I have had people mucking up my life in this manner for years, like 20 years, and eventually (I would say especially due to this blog), they reach a point in their life and realize, they have made a mistake. So, then they just kind of ‘exit’ my life, just like that. Like it never happened. Do they seriously think they will be getting away with all that sabotage? Guess again, NOT. 3. Tank Water Pump setup at Kookaburra Park House I have lived in quite a few farm houses that have tank water. There has been a few problems with pumps and pump maintenance, that’s why I took a photo of this particular pump system , because I’ve been here for 3yrs, and it’s, by far, been the best and most reliable water pump that I have encountered. That company, PressureWave, is still in business. I’ve never seen a set up that requires 2 units like this. If you look closely, those units are connected, I assume the yellow one is to maintain proper pressure. And I do have proper pressure all the time. It is fairly quiet, although I can hear it when it’s on, but it doesn’t go on every time I use the tap, it seems to build up pressure, and once it goes down past a certain point then it comes on for about a minute, and then switches off. I can use, I’m guessing, it’s probably 5L, until it switches on again. So it’s quite a brilliant system in my opinion. 4. I Love Secondhand Shops Bundaberg Tender Centre VISIT AND PLACE BIDS EVERY WEEKEND I remember a 2ndhand shop at Armidale, it was near the school, down the paddock a bit. It was a big building on its own, away from the main area, and there were always curious pieces outside whenever I went past it on the bus. I noted none of the girls ever went there or talked about it. But I secretly longed to go there, one day my parents were visiting and we had some time to kill before I was due back to school, so hooray, now was my chance to go to that shop. And OMG, it was fantastic! It was even better than I had imagined. The owners of that shop had taken 2ndhand goods to a whole new level- it was an artform of goods, with little knickknacks, trinkets, crafts, furniture, art…. I loved it, and it had such a good vibe. For all those snobby girls who poo-pooed it – it is they, who were missing out on some treasured vintage and antique collectables. Any chance I get to visit a 2nd hand shop, I take it. Although I noted in about 2010 or so, there seemed to be a big ‘organized’ network who visited all the country 2ndhand shops and emptied them, so they could resell in Sydney to get 3 times the price. The shop in Tamworth closed down (I have written about this a little before, but I could not find it anywhere, so I will keep going). The one in Armidale is no longer there. I remember always seeing in those shops those big old-fashioned knives with the fake ivory handles, I inherited some, and now I love them, but when I went to get some more, there none anywhere, and I was watching some documentary on telly, they were talking about all the big centres in Sydney now that sell antiques and treasures, and there, on the table in the shop shed, was at least 500 of those knives all laid out!! So that would have been one of the items they emptied out of country areas!! Bloody dogs! So, in my ‘latest’ location, there are NO 2nd hand shops, well actually there is a liver charity shop, or was it kidney? Something, I did visit, but it has limited opening hrs, so when it is open there are about 50 people squeezed in this tiny stinky space- it is not good, plus they mainly only had clothes. There isn’t even a tip shop here. Boo. Such snobbery about 2nd hand goods up here. At my last location, least there was this shop nearby: Bundaberg Tender Centre - where you can put 2nd hand items in, on consignment. VISIT AND PLACE BIDS EVERY WEEKEND They charge the seller 25% of the sale price, then they also charge the buyer 13% of winning bid, plus $2 processing fee. (A lot, I think) So that is way too much, in my opinion, especially since all those items have already had GST paid on them when they were sold brand new. I felt they were personally stealing from me. I was glad when I removed the last item and I did not have to go back, but I mean, the owners would make a good comfortable living from their business, which is why it is still in operation, and has not closed down like all the others. Family run, the oldest son uses his dad as a weapon to chastise people, and he also refused me to put in my cat stand which would have got a good price – he friends with dogs at Gin Gin, who wanted to steal it from me, at reduced price, and did. Such is the nature of people who have SOLD OUT. Sold their soul. A lot of items that sold are way under bid, (like $200 worth of stuff sold for $4) so you can get a bargain there. Half my stuff did not sell though, the stuff that did were, you know, $20 for a $500 item. Good for buyer, bad for seller, but is better than getting nothing. The concept is brilliant. Unlike ebay, there is only 1 chance to make a bid offer on the weekend in person. And you can bid under the reserve, if no one else made a bid, the seller may accept it on Sunday night (actually they have 3 days to decide whether to accept it or not) You can only have your stuff in for 3 consecutive weekends, (then take out for 2 weekends, then put back in if you wish) Monday to Thursday. (Friday, they set up) They do not take stuff that is broken, does not work, or looks shabby. They have an excellent mailing list, and email notification system. I swear there are some people who deliberately purchase my items that have been undercut, so that I lose, so that’s their main motive, is to get me to lose. So, the fact that they’ve had to spend money to get me to lose, doesn’t really factor into them - it’s like they have no common sense at all, they are just driven by a hatred of women. This was particularly true when I used to sell my second-hand goods on eBay (before the stupid twit Nazis ebay staff banned me), and any items that I had put the incorrect postage amount on, like, too cheap, so I would lose postage money; they would always purchase those items. So, after a while I figured that it’s better to actually put the price of the product up, and the postage price down, so they would perceive me to lose - it worked for a bit but then they cotton’d on. I should mention here all the shops I went into last trip to Mackay. I have dogs on the radio it’s like the retailer puts the radio on, so the dogs can monitor the situation, as a dog does. Although, at the hobby shop, they actually sent someone in store a guy, rather than put the radio on, maybe that shop can hear the dogs too, and so refuses to put it on? All the other shops (bar the pet shop) had dogs on the radio, including Lifeline, I will not be going back to lifeline; dog off you stupid dog. They do this as there are mentally retarded, and I think, they’re trying to maintain some level of control. “I control you”. I think they started doing to make sure I smile at the sales girl, but it is not really about that, its like they want me to worship the sales girl. I mean what were they expecting me to do? Where they expecting me to start beating the sales girl up? Maybe they thought I specifically went there to yell at the sales girl? And they were trying to protect “the poor sales” girl! I’m not really sure how those dogs could be so naive; pretty much all the sales girls I’ve ever met have been absolute piranhas, quite revolting, and usually fairly unknowledgeable. But I think I should make something clear. I don’t really care about salesgirls, in any way, certainly not enough to want to start a fight (even the really stupid and nasty ones). So, you can just relax dogs, there’s not going to be any fighting, in any shops, in Mackay. Wakey wakey DOGS. Oh, and by the way, after not really giving a toss one way or another about any sales girls. If I see or hear the dogs in there, I’ll know that the sales girl is a stupid bitch, who does not warrant my respect, it’s just an automatic thing. Your bed. And, this Lifeline thing is another example of the “good” one and the “bad” one, so when I go in to Vinnies, no dogs, but Lifeline; dogs. Its like stupid dogs want me to go only to the one they deem I should go. See, dogs with control issues. Let me repeat myself; IT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS WHICH SHOP I GO INTO, stop being so mentally retarded and just kill yourself already. Those are the same dogs who steal from me. Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should; wake up dogs. And who is the IDIOT who put dogs on the radio? Talk about stupid. I just found this https://www.garagesalefinder.net.au/ Although there were none in my local area. 5. Reference from Cate Rogers To whom it may concern. Emily Bieman has been renting my home at Lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road Gin Gin since May 2019. Emily has always paid the rent on time, arranging a split payment for me to two accounts. I recently inspected the home and it was kept in great order. She is clean, neat and organised. There is an acre of land to be cared for and Emily has great knowledge of the native plants and trees. She collects seeds for a small business she runs. The garden, despite sever drought conditions, was it good order and the plants were alive and growing. Emily also designs fabrics which she sells on-line. In my experience with Emily, she is a gentle, kind, articulate, responsible woman. Catherine Rogers 0416886056 Gin Gin ( This letter is going to drive the dogs at Channel 9 nuts - they went through phase, back in 2016 or so, - maybe they're still going through it - I don't know? You know how dogs are with bones. But if anyone dares tries to help me in anyway, such as a reference; they would punish them, somehow, most likely vilification, humiliation and money theft - so a strong deterrent not to be helpful.) 6. Women at the ABC I recall a few years ago, there was a whole spate of women who worked at the ABC who got breast cancer. I mean maybe some of them were just trying to get out of work, and wanting a way that they wouldn’t feel guilty about, or be chastised about - I mean there is a stigma about not working. Or maybe they actually did have breast cancer. If they did, I can definitely say the reason would be, because they’re bunch of bloody bitches. And it’s about time I whinged and moaned about them: exclusive uptight hoity-toity thieving twits (bar one or two) You know who you are. I do not accept your apology you stupid dog. 7. Natural Ocean Pools – I love them So, I did a little ditty about the above pool because it is fantastic. 2 photos above are from TripAdvisor, as unfortunately I’ve never been there. I’ve only heard about it. It’s an ocean Lagoon pool, complete with a rock reef and fish for snorkelling. How amazing is that! I would love to have one of these in my backyard. The hotel is the Marriott on the Gold Coast - part of the Sheraton group, I believe. I would like to add, I mentioned in my “Travelled Twice” story, that I have been to Port Douglas twice. And there’s so many tourists who go there, that it was kind of unbearable at every little touristy spot - there were hordes of people. I just don’t think you can enjoy a pristine environment with hordes and hordes of people around. Well, that’s my personal opinion. Almost an oxymoron. I have seen beaches in Spain, that were absolutely jam packed, and those several 1000’s of people seemed to be quite happy! For me, I enjoy peace, quite and solitude. I think the most enjoyable thing about Port Douglas was staying at the Sheraton. It was a very pleasant hotel to stay at – ALL WELCOME. No discrimination! Unlike ant other hotel, I would think. A nice change. (plus, all paid by my employer, I don’t think it would have been my choice if I was paying, but I am glad I stayed there, and was shown the comfort of a large corporate hotel). It had a very relaxed atmosphere, without the hustle and bustle of the masses, even though it is a very large hotel. I guess except for the restaurant, that night we ate there, it was jampacked. That was the restaurant that my meal was stolen by some girl, a possible prostitute or Katie Carter? Same INNAPROPIATE thief that follows me around? And belongs IN JAIL. Smorgasbord - it’s a thing in Queensland resorts, so many have that Banquet style communal eating. It’s a little odd for me, I don’t like it all, aside from stolen meals, it’s just an unpleasant way to eat. Maybe it reminds me of the school dining hall. Room service for me thanks very much! Oh, and I guess the snorkelling, just off Port Douglas was good, I do enjoy a good snorkel! Plus, boat transfer was a huge ship, better for seasickness – but still bad. You know, getting a pool can be affordable. You don’t have to choose a typical costly pool. There are many options available, that are doable. You just have to look into it a bit. I implore anyone on low income to pretty much stop their life and try to put all the money towards getting a pool, an affordable one (Preferably a swim pond, but that’s just my personal preference). Anyway, the reason I suggest you do this, aside from the enjoyment factor that you’ll get from it - FOR ALL AGES, is, it will just really piss off rich people! Rich people can’t stand to see poor people have pools because they think poor people don’t deserve a pool, they think a pool is a luxury, that is only for rich deserved people. Seriously, there are people out there who think this - they are completely messed up in the head, so why don’t you mess with their head a bit, and put in a pool! 8. Knowledge is Power – know this about Tetanus I’m pretty sure I mentioned, in my “Doctor Experiences”, Life Stories, the dangers of tetanus shots. I think a whole photo story needs to be written about that experience, because after I had this shot, I could not raise my arm up above my waist for eight months - it took eight months to heal! It was a very targeted pain. In this photo I actually circled where the pain was, and it was specifically where the needle went in and around that area, so there’s been some speculation by certain people, as to why I would have such a sore arm after a tetanus shot, someone came up with the idea that a blood clot must’ve formed, but I am more inclined to think the person delivering the needle stabbed my muscle rather than the bloodstream, and it got bruised or infected even? I now am of the belief, that I have an allergy to needles, and I will not be allowing any more needles, I certainly won’t be going through eight months of not being able to move my arm again. And what makes this even doubly bad, is, because Tetanus, is completely, 100%, totally unnecessary - it is a moneymaking scam for drug companies – it would come down to one family receiving royalties from each shot delivered – pure greed. The doctors, who would also make money, but, aswell, they get to inflict pain on whomever they victimise - it’s a two for one for them. I can’t believe they’ve been allowed to get away for it for so long, because we have antibiotics, which replaced tetanus shot a long time ago, there is absolutely no need for tetanus shots ever. And I know, not only that doctor, (Dr Scanlan), but that whole clinic at Agnes Water, including the receptionist, plus the girl who gave me the needle, will be getting their comeuppance. R Woods 9. ABC iView app Harassment in the Form of Tooting Every 5minutes Movie credits says Sound Editor Lyn Butler ABC iView app harassment in the form of tooting every 5minutes Can someone please go and stand outside Lyn Butlers house and car toot every 5 minutes all evening, see how she likes it. Also, in regards, to the ABC, ABC News Regional, in the App – are you fucked in the head? Check your personal emotions at the door you bitchy spiteful women. 10. More Courier Truck Driver Stalkers What is with courier trucks who follow me around, and beep at me? Do or courier drivers suffer from mental illness? This one lay in wait, stalking me at the shopping complex, after yesterday driving into my unit complex and beeping then leaving again. Get a life your stupid stalker. Do I literally need to tell you this: piss off, stop harassing me. Btw, attention all dogs, I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU. Tnt plates 814REC TNT are now Fedex At my last place, and previous places, I had Toll truck drivers following me around and beeping at me. Now what, am I going to have TNT trucks following me around here? piss off piss off piss off (I put in a complaint with FedEx website, but I don’t believe that person took me seriously, the local depot has no contact number or email) And, this was when I first moved here, since then, I think Australia post or someone in a white van, has started lurking around the units, and Toll have made a reappearance, aswell as idiots who do signs with personalized number plates. RACK OFF After writing this, eventually they have stopped stalking me, but there are "unbranded" trucks still harassing me. 11. Ladies Secret Weapon against the Monthly Curse Nobody tells you these things: (pre-YouTube) Ladies when you get your period, and you get stomach cramps, I did say before, take ibuprofen. BUT, I have to update this, in 2023 I started developing stomach ulcers with stress and they say one of the contributors could be painkillers like ibuprofen. So, I had to stop taking them. At first I just grunted and bare’ d it every month. But in 2025 I remembered back when I was at school, reading about Evening Primrose oil, it was said that Evening Primrose will help you with your period pain, I did take it back then, it may have worked, as I don't recall bad period pain at school, I stopped taking it after school, unable to afford, then forgot….but I had some cod liver oil, it looked just like evening primrose (which reminded me of Evening Primrose oil), plus the knowledge I know about period pain being connected to digestion {I noted if I ate too much, period pain is worse until I go to the toilet} Lo and behold it worked. I just take one tablet at the onset of my period, take it the day before your period which some people can tell when that is. But it still works if you take it when you first get your period. So that's very good news, only $10 for the whole bottle, kept in the fridge should last at least 5yrs! No more ulcers, no more period pain and all à la nat a ral !! And I want to say; eat you Weet-Bix, and still have sex when you're old and menstruating still; this will ensure your 'longest stretchout' for menstruation as possible, and thus maintain your health for as long as possible. Btw, aspirin or Panadol do NOT WORK on period pain! Aspirin thins the blood -if you are having a heart attack or stroke, it could help, but it will not help for painrelief. Honestly, certain movies in the 80s pushing aspirin by Hollywood superstars has confused everybody!! And, as I think the main aim of a young lady is not to get pregnant, (I am sure proper protection is always used) but some lady of the night wanted to contribute to my Blog, and her tip is: if you use a douche with brandy, this kills any escapees. I have personally not tried this. But I would say it probably works. I have to update again (sorry it’s taken me such a long time to get around to writing this update {it’s like the dogs have been waiting and waiting for me to update, but seemingly all I have been writing about over the last 2 mnths are blonde bimbos who harass me – and they want to hear about important medical issues!!lol!!} So, after I discovered cod liver oil, (Blackmores Cod liver capsules) I read it was also good for dry scalp, and as I had burnt my scalp slightly with too much tea tree oil the week before trying to remove a tick, I applied a cod liver capsule, and ALL my hair fell out in the spot I applied it. !! ALARM BELLS – this should not happen. It tells me there is something wrong with the cod liver oil, so I researched where it is from…. And ooh, NO, do not buy cod liver oil, it is all farmed fish, and they do it with extreme toxins, so unhealthy, same with farmed salmon, and I would assume farmed Barramundi….. I am thinking stick to evening primrose oil – a plant-based oil. {I was since told that hair can fall out when the scalp has been triggered to grow more hair. So the oil may have triggered “get rid of slightly burnt hair follicles, to create new ones”; as in getting rid of the ‘old and weak’, ready for ‘good and new’ – possible I guess? I would still stick to plant-based oil}. Also, I read: you don't get a stomach ulcers unless you've used A LOT of ibuprofen, and I hardly use, mainly once a month, at period time, 1 tablet! So, I'm thinking my stomach ulcers are more likely from stress rather than ibuprofen. Then I saw on YouTube that heartburn is caused by NOT enough acid in the stomach to close your oesophagus sphincter, so acid escapes. So, all these years – 32yrs, I have been taking Mylanta for heartburn, (along the lines of bi carb) - the very opposite of what I should be doing! So, my ulcers would most definatly be from that. I am now on a vinegar plan. So now, I would say, stick to ibuprofen! Lol. In the meantime, I also saw on YouTube, castor oil, apparently is a traditional treatment for treating period pain. I wanted to try it, but just as I found out this information, like I was waiting for my next period, and it didn't come - I'm pretty much going through menopause!! But a couple of months later, it turned up, and I had extreme period pain (it was like I had the previous missed month and this months pain all condensed into this time – very painful - and a whole heap more blood than usual). Anyway, so I get castor oil and rub it on my belly and see. Pretty much within five minutes, the extreme pain has completely stopped - now I don't know whether it was actually from the castor oil or it was just one of those weird menopausal cramp situations that only lasted 10 minutes? So, someone else is going to have to experiment with the best way to treat period pain all à la nat a ral !! Oh and I should mention it could've been the act of rubbing my stomach; apparently stimulation helps a whole heap of problems and I've recently acquired a massaging vibrating roller ball from Kmart; and it really does work; I can't believe on so many different problems I have, if I use it, almost immediate pain relief, and half the time it literally fix the problems in body, not just pain relief, it's a cure. I will list other things I use it on, as it’s so helpful: Placed on a stomach rib cage area to relieve digestion cramps from ulcers Place on dental problems, cheek and jaw to relieve pins and needles, also AIDS blood circulation in head area clearing passageways, sinuses, and getting rid of toxins through moles on face. Placed on the back of calf (underneath calf), helps with plantar fasciitis. Placed on inner C curve for scoliosis pain. Relieves lymph pain (if you haven't self-massage your chest) apply gently to chest, or under knee, or even on bikini line. Placed on back (wrapped in towel), to relieve spine pain possibly from over eating, digestion, scoliosis or even essential oil toxicity. Maybe even pesticides? As I'm watching all these wonderful medical stories on YouTube, I note there is a strong theme of evil pharmaceutical companies; trying to make as much money as possible by basically keeping you sick and hiding healthy information from the public. 👎 I thought ibuprofen is one of the most common drugs used, and since all pharmaceuticals are taken from nature, like they come up with a synthetic version to patent, I ought look up where ibuprofen is from, and eventually, it took me awhile to discover it, I found this: “A traditional Samoan medicine derived from Psychotria insularum, has anti-inflammatory properties, comparable to ibuprofen.” So, there's no other information like how to extract and use safely, like there are with many herbs/plants. So, I assume so far it is still a secret. There was another one; Corydalis yanhusuo, an ancient Chinese medicine where the roots and tubers are used to treat chronic pain, including headaches, menstrual cramps, backaches, and abdominal spasms. It acts as a potent analgesic and sedative by inhibiting pain signals in the brainstem. -So, there is a lot of info on this one, and you should probably give this a try if you have bad period pain. Note it is still not marketed as pain relief because of the way the system protects the pharmaceutical companies. Although probably where it's sold in China it is sold as pain relief and so you can probably get it on ebay as pain relief? 12. It's Taken them 30yrs, but they Caught on in the End Its taken them 30yrs to offer Turkish bread to Australians, 30yrs after the food fad hit Sydney. Good on ya Coles and Woolies! Now, where are my sesame rolls? 13. Old Age Health Essentials I’ve been prompted to write this and put it online, because I remember when I was younger, I would get the newspaper delivered every weekend (Sydney Morning Herald), and there was a section about natural health. I remember writing everything it said down, and keeping it in my health folder; and later looking it up and realising that everything that they had written in that newspaper was pretty much a load of rubbish, and obviously written by some little bimbo who had gotten the job via her friendly nature and good looks. {Actually, I notice this happens quite a lot in life, I remember seeing a documentary once where a group of so-called university people were paid to go down to Antarctic for a scientific research, which involved the study of seals, and those young girls, about 6 of them, were catching these animals and tagging them, in a most revolting cruel manner. One of the cruellest animal activity I had seen at that point caught on camera {until I later saw the Japanese killing of the dolphins, and then the Shark de-finning, I will put that here; Fishermen catch sharks and while they’re still alive in the water, they use a knife and chop off their dorsal fin (that’s the main one that sticks up out of the water, as in Jaws), and then they let the shark go, so it’s in agony, and it writhing around in pain as it tries to swims off, then it’s a slow process of death for it, as sharks can’t survive without their Dorsal fin. It’s truly the most disgusting animal cruelty I’d ever seen, people, Australian fishermen doing that in 2016. So unevolved, those fishermen should be shot. And, by the way, they are in for some extreme bad karma.} So, it was along the same lines of animal disrespect, the disrespect for those animals by those girls in Antarctica, showed they obviously didn’t give a shit about what they were doing, they were there for a free holiday in Antarctica. Wrong people chosen. Misapropiations! Anyway, so the below information, is basically, you know, 48 years, of experience. There are a few tricks I have up my sleeve, that I use to combat some of the painful elements of old age. I guess the biggest complaint for me atm, are stiff joints, often induced by cold weather, but I have been diagnosed with olecranon bursa in my elbow and arthritis in my knees, so I am guessing other joint problems may be related to arthritis. (Although I believe my knee arthritis to be brought on by kneeling on hardwood kneelers, in church, twice a week at a nazi private boarding school.) I did have some sore stiff hand problems (from extreme overuse of a chainsaw in cold weather in my 30’s), but this was quickly overcome with the addition of a couple of drops of ginger essential oil to my hand moisturiser lotion, which I now keep in a ceramic pump container, by the bed. I was using it nightly, but since I have slowed down my activities, I probably only apply it weekly. Now I don’t have any problems from my hands (excellent! especially since, hey, I still need my hands!) Emily’s Arthritic Hand Moisturizer – fill a bathroom ceramic hand pump bottle with; Unscented moisturizer base, I like to use ½ Redwin sorbolene, ½ vitamin e cream. As Ginger oil kind of has a pungent fragrance, I also add; 5 drops each of pure essential oil (not fragrance oil, be careful of cheap Chinese imitators); Geranium, Cedar leaf, and 10 drops Ginger essential oil. (You can slightly melt the moisturizer for 20-30 seconds in the microwave so it can be easily poured into bottle with a funnel, but wait till it cools before adding oils) shake well, lasts for ages if airtight. The next one, I use usually when it rains, then I get sore aching joints. But it also happens if I do too much of any 1 activity, I get sore arms in particular. (Spent arms) This works so well I can’t believe it. I wouldn’t be able to do anything, if there was no such thing as pepper essential oil. Not only does it help the problem at the time, but I found it helps to stop any more aches and pains for a few weeks at least. Emily’s Stiff joint / Cold induced / Arthritic moans, Rapid Healing oil 100ml carrier oil (almond or olive, or mineral, or castor, Wheatgerm, Sunflower, Jojoba, Apricot, Safflower, Grapeseed……) 25 drops pure Pepper essential oil. Keep in dark glass or ceramic bottle One time when my knees were quite sore, more so than usual, from too much activity, I made up a blend of - 5 drops Ginger pure essential oil, 5 drops Coriander pure essential oil, 5 drops Cinnamon pure essential oil, in 100ml Castor oil {could use any of the above carrier oils listed} I definitely felt this helped, although it’s help is limited because I think there is unchangeable damage that has occurred in my knees. So, this does stop the pain, but it doesn’t help me do activities, which require the full use of my knee, so still no bike riding or stairs. I found a trick for the 3 steps at my front door, and that is to walk down them sideways, for some reason this reduces the strain at the time, and when sitting in my office chair, I found if I press on top of my knee, in that area just before the kneecap, and squeeze down hard as I push up from the chair, this definitely helps with that pain. Also, I think the pepper mix above would have the same results, but I think it’s good to not use too much of 1 thing. You have to remember these oils are “warming” and while your joints might want to be warmed, maybe other body parts don’t want to be – you have to pay full attention to your body. 14. Home Medicine Cupboard essentials Scar healing cream; it came about as I was trying to heal a scar that had formed from a giant planter wart that had been removed with salicylic acid, and then homoeopathy medicine. Unfortunately, the salicylic acid probably is not a good option to treat a planter wart, as not only did it not work, but it left a big scar and indentation on top of another planter wart! But when the homeopathic medicine had treated the planter wart and was gone, it was probably 12mnths later, when I decided I should try to heal the indentation and scar, so I made up this cream, after using it for two months or so, it was completely healed (unfortunatly it did not heal my plantar fasciitis) 1. Emily’s Rapid Healing Moisturizing Skin Cream Recipe Heel Care Cream (90g) from Dermal Therapy (Heel magic) could use Redwin vit E, plus lanolin Sage essential oil x 30 drops Borage essential oil x 30 drops – mix in glass jar with air tight lid 2. Bites and Scratches, I use a mix of Lavender, Bergamot, Borage, and Sage, in castor oil. Always pure essential oil. 3. Inflamed Wounds, I use - Niaouli (Melaleuca) in Almond oil 4. Pinched Nerve on back spine – Angelica in Almond Oil, applied with heat rub (just magic) 5. Bangs, Knocks, Thumps or Hits, apply Arnica in Almond oil, immediately – no bruise at all if you do straight away. 6. Toothaches; apply Clove essential oil direct. Clove is extremely potent, use caution. 7. Tick bites: these require 2 steps. First; if you see a tick, STOP, don’t do anything, because if you just grab it and pull it off -you’ll leave the head in the body. So, what you do, is go and get some tea tree oil. Tea tree oil is really potent, if you just dab a little bit on the tick, with a cotton tip, the tick gets a bit shocked, and stunned, then at that moment – it usually lifts its head as if to say “what the fuck”, you just grab it and pull it out, use tweezers. 2nd: the skin still may get infected, a little bit of tick may remain inside, or maybe its last meal was still stuck around its mouth and infects you, (on a cat it should be fine) but on a human, treat the area with clove oil. Dilute oil with a carrier oil, make up a mix, then rub it in with your finger, do it every 4hrs for 48hs. It still may get infected (it will get painful if its infected), and you still may need to see a Dr for antibiotics. I was told if a head was stuck in, it would work its own way out. There are several others you could use too, like; Oregano, Thyme, Myrrh, Garlic, Cinnamon, Cumin, Lemon Mrytle – all proven to work against ticks, but I would think there are others too, untested, like Cypress, Tagetes, Borage, Eucalyptus, Tea tree, Calendula. The magic of essential oils. I don’t know what I would do without my essential oils…. indeed, I do find them essential J (Evil Knievel; if you steal any of my oils you will be going to hell, but getting cancer first) - I don't know whether it's because I wrote that, and some lunatic who thinks he actually is Evil Knievel, has taken personal offence to my claims? But I've had at least half my essential oils stolen in one form or the other, if they haven't removed the whole bottle, they have removed the contents of half a bottle and put it back in my cupboard (thinking that I won't notice?) possibly thinking that they are entitled to half my essential oils?? Outrageous! I've noticed since I have moved the location of my oils, into a more hidden spot in the house, the theft has stopped. I suspect when they break and enter and steal from me, they're in a hurry, so I've had to create some “dog hoops” around my essential oils in order to prevent dogs from stealing my oils - bimbo dogs. Also, I've noticed there are pop-up essential oil companies online now with fake essential oils or incorrectly labelled essential oils, and there are predators trying to sell them on Facebook. I am not ruling out the major essential oil suppliers (because apparently there's only two of them) partaking in this evil racket with an umbrella name. New Directions. I’m going to include a couple of recipes below, because I know how important good nutrition is, particularly in children: sets them up for their whole life in good health, if you feed them right. Healthy food also can cure sickness. It’s really not that hard to stay healthy, save yourself a trip into the hospital and expensive hospital bills, by simply including kale every week into your diet {that is if you can get it, I’ve noticed the supermarkets are constantly sold out of kale, but it is easy to grow over winter, give it a try.} Y ummy cancer fighting juice 1 fresh kale leaf, de stemmed (or frozen prechopped is still good) ¼ - ½ cup frozen blueberries or mulberries ¼ tsp flax seed ¼ tsp dried ground seaweed ¼ tsp honey, honey has extreme healing properties 1 new red gala apple, best chilled, then quartered 3 cold navel oranges, peeled and halved Optional 1 small carrot – I found this juice so sweet, that it can easily handle a carrot and is still sweet as. Carrots for the eyes. Optional 1 ice cube – this is especially for me and my burnt throat. Place the berries, flax seed, seaweed, kale and honey (ice cube) in small Nutribullet cup, (one of my small cups was stolen after I wrote this, see the dogs – constantly watching my every move) - and whiz up. Remove the blade and place that Nutribullet cup under the juicer, and juice apple, carrot and peeled oranges. Put the Nutribullet blade back on, and give it another whiz up. Yum. Eat with a Choc double dipped Carman Breakfast nut bar! Can’t go wrong! Emily’s Cure All health soup, 1 portion 250ml Home-made stock (beef bones+ onion, celery, carrot (greens like Kale, cabbage) purslane, Gotu kola. Fat removed. ½ cup minced kale, either fresh or frozen (use food processor for best results, destemmed) 2 cloves garlic, thinly sliced. Rock salt, rosemary pepper (dried rosemary with pepper corns, ground). Pinch toasted coriander seed 35 soba noodles (broken) 1 tbs fresh or dried minced onion 1 tbs finely shaved chicken breast 1 tsp fresh or frozen in olive oil minced parsley Reduced stock to half, then add everything except chicken and parsley. After 4 minutes boiling, add chicken and parsley – should cook instantly. Serve. Here is also a good spot to mention: when the Internet started up in Australia many years ago, probably about 2006, I did a search for heartburn. There wasn't much information online back then, but I came across 1 American page, some person had written about it, and they were claiming they know how to cure heartburn. They said for mild heartburn you should eat an apple. So, I gave this a shot, and indeed, it completely cured my heartburn! I didn't have it that badly anyway, but if I just ate half an apple every 2nd day, I would not have heartburn - it was amazing how “an apple a day” really works. I don't recommend a full apple, a full apple every day is too much for a petite. I checked that website again because I was so impressed. And saw this person went on to say that they actually know how to do a full cure of bad heartburn, but for that information you have to pay $5. I'm not going to $5 I thought, especially since I did not have bad heartburn, I didn't even have a credit card back then, and I don't think PayPal existed at that point either. In retrospect I think it probably would've been valuable information and probably worth the $5! I mean it was only $5 after all, and I had already had such good results. I can't remember who wrote it either. I guess it was just some knowledgeable computer nerd....😃 And I guess I could do my story as to how I got into essential oils here: back in 2000, I had just left Sydney and my career in the fashion industry. I thought there's no way I will be returning to that industry, maybe I should consider a different industry. I thought about ‘natural healing’, maybe I could be a naturopath? I actually started a course on it, can't remember the details now but I had a lot of information that I had printed out and was starting to study - and I realised once I started, that there was no way I could be a naturopath: you have to be a full-on doctor to be a naturopath, a naturopath is a doctor. There's no way I could be a doctor; I don't have the memory ability to memorise all of that, loads and loads of information. But in one section of the syllabus, was an area of Essential oils, and so I thought well that's perfect, I'll just stick to one area. There was some really good information, and I still refer to it today. In fact, I remember at the time thinking, ‘I'll just experiment a little and see if they work’, because essential oils were unheard of back then, like they weren't popular like they are now. So, I bought some lavender essential oil from the chemist, they had some, on special. And it just so happens, I had been doing some yard work involving whipper snipping the grass, since I didn't have a lawnmower (!), and both my hands were covered in blisters, heaps of them, it was terrible. so, I put lavender just on one hand and no lavender on the other hand to see if the claims about healing were true. I had to use a glove to apply it. After two weeks, the hand that had lavender was fully healed, and the hand that did not have lavender was still blistery. Proof enough for me!! They actually work, and I continued in my research, learning and acquisition of essential oils. I'm so glad I did that! Essential oils back there were about $12, for 25mm, some bottles now reach $60-$70 even more, although you can get lucky and still find some for $18-$25. But this extra price explains why I have stupid bimbos who steal from me; all the little girls want to play with essential oils now. And of course, if I was still living at Gunnedah I would have my own range of the local white Cypress Pine essential oil, so fragrantly gorgeous! - which you still can't get! even though there are claims of people selling it - but it's not the real thing. 15. The Socially Retarded Humans I have had to Talk to, Plus another Renters Bane - Asbestos in Bathroom This hasn’t happened so much recently, but I recall some years ago, it happened a lot, and I used to get so mad about it; often when I was talking to people, interacting with them, suddenly midway through a conversation, their phone would ring, and then the person would simply stop the conversation, often without even excusing themselves, and just start talking on the phone to someone else - so fucking rude. And I can’t believe how many people think this is perfectly fine and acceptable IT IS NOT. It is akin to someone burping and farting in the middle of a conversation, or someone pinching you as you talked, or if they started to take things from you as you were talking, like your glasses or your sandwich if you had one. It is TOTALLY SOCIALLY UNACCEPTABLE to answer your phone when you are in the middle of a conversation with someone. It is easy enough to switch your phone off or at the very least send the call to messages. Oh, and the photo above shows a typical house built in the 80’s, where asbestos has been used in a bathroom. 16. Will’d Death I would say in this country, the number of accidental murders, evil plotted murders, inadvertent murders and revenge murders that happen, and go unaccounted for; written off as “natural causes”, would be huge. With so many bogans in charge, and the amount of hatred within the community, and the willingness to not think about these awful things and the preferred ‘Barbie Bimbo Smile’ attitude. Means that the ‘badies’ get away with it. I also believe thinking something ‘on mass’ is a form of prayer, and it works in a similar way. And also, if you piss someone off, and then that person is constantly thinking about you, and cursing you, wishing you dead, - it’s kind of same thing as a prayer. So, it’s in your best interest not to piss people off. (namely me!). Not to mention the train of thought, of the believe it is the mother that ‘will’ their kids to be sick so they can look after them. (Unhealthy mothers, and sometimes nurses). 17. School Bully Story I remember a bullying incident 30yrs ago in yr 7, involving my friend, another girl, and the young powertrippy house mistress. I clearly remember it, but have never written about, but recently I became aware that the whole thing was actually about me, and my friend might not fully know who was victimizing her. Also, if her life is anything like my life; other people (idiots who get paid by the government) do reflections. So, she will need to know what happened in order to deal with present people who do reflections about the situation (this might only happen to me? So, the initial cause of the problem started when I and a couple of my friends, were walking across to the stables (boarding school with optional horse-riding) on our way we walked past a ‘pre-established’ group of friends, (beginning of year 7), and one of them (Melissa O’Gorman, the queen bee of the group) made some snide comment about my boots. {Some people find me irresistible…} (I did not have proper riding boots – I have never been big on conforming, instead when I was 10, I found some long knee high leather zipper boots at an op shop, and just loved them and wore them any chance I got (op shops – favourite place for ‘dress ups’!) of course, I just said something back to her in a loud and UNintimidated voice, and I thought that was the end of it (that is how you handle bullies btw) so, it would have been the end of it, except, unbeknownst to me, apparently my friend wanted to come to my rescue, apparently, she thought she should do something in retaliation, (silly minion brain), and apparently, she wrote a bitchy letter to this girl Melissa, and left it in her locker, she had signed it anonymous. The house mistress, Cathy Goldman, read it out loud in a house meeting, to try and find the culprit. Stupid woman. Plus, she told everyone, she already knew who it was, but wanted them to come forward. I can’t remember what the letter said exactly, it was brief, and I think there was name calling. (Cathy Goldman was a despicable and truly stupid woman who should be placed in a zoo. The way she handled this situation was disgusting – and she formed an obsession with me and harassed me ever since, not just the 6 years at school, but for years after school too). I had nothing to do with the letter. I did not know about the letter until that house meeting. Anyway, because my friend wrote that letter, 2 of Melissa’s friends found out who wrote it (somehow?) NOW, I CAN ONLY ASSUME it was my friend who wrote it, we actually never discussed it, but there was another girl who heard Melissa’s comment, Belinda (for all I know it could have been her, or her friend Anna, in our dorm??). But, Melissa’s friends found out it was my friend (maybe they assumed too?) and so they bully verbally attacked her when she was in the shower, behind a locked door - so my friend couldn’t see who it was attacking her, (if you want to know who it was, it was Jane McEnroe and Amy Powell, Melissa’s minions (don’t worry about it now, just knowing who it was will be enough – no more letters!) after they finished verbally assaulting her and stole her towel, they came into our dorm down the hall, and tried to play sides, as little girls do, (and still do as adults, stupid women - fuck off and get a life) Of course none of us would have a bar of them and they were politely shoved out the door. I went into the bathroom to see if I could find out if my friend was okay, and she didn’t talk to me, so I think she must’ve been very upset, and she didn’t know who I was, and she later emerged and was fairly upset and unsure of who her friends were. A little later her mother came and got her and removed her from the school permanently. So, this is quite an unfortunate situation that happened to her, but it was NOT unfortunate that she was taken out of that school. Boarding school is no place for a young lady. (Little birdy told me she is now a chef?). Btw, that house mistress followed me from house to house. And in year 9, she put me in a dorm with Amy Powell, deliberatley. In yr 10 she used to pretend she was a paedophile. A game, a fear mongering game. And since I left school, she has stalked me all across the country, I have seen her in every new place I visit, and she is accompanied by young girls who steal from me. She kidnapped my cat in Melbourne. I’ve reported her to the police; she’s a fucking stalking idiot dog. Also, I don’t know if this is related or not, but if you read my Photo story “STOLEN - my single tall dish drawer from Fisher and Paykel, was stolen by Tamworth repairer Northapp”, I talk about how my dish drawer was stolen in a very sneaky and devious way. I was dealing with someone by the name of Amy from Fisher and Paykel. So, after looking back and realising the whole incident about the Pat Pirelli horsemanship workshop, if you read my photo story “Australian Building Practises, its Renters who get stuck with HOME KILLERS” on p1, - this is exactly right up those bitchy girls alley. Could someone who knows either of those girls, please go and check their kitchens for my dish drawer? And check my x landlord Cate Rogers aka as Wainberg’s kitchen too. There was another bully incident in year 7, I was physically assaulted multiple times by a tall class mate, I won't name and shame her because I had considerable problems from her for the remainder of those six years there, that girl tried to make it up to me. I was constantly having to politely tell her to GO AWAY. Stupid. By the way, it's this situation, which is apparently is why in the Catholic religion, they have something called a "confession", where you go to the priest and confess your sins - it's so people who sin, don't get driven crazy by guilt, and turn into alcoholics! I think the Jews do it as well?? Several times on my blog now, I have written stories about female bullies who have done the wrong thing, and then hang around because they want me to make it right for them, so that they don't have to think about it anymore, you know obviously from guilt, or just from a sense of connection with me? I'm not exactly familiar with how bullies think because I am not a bully. On my blog, I think these people are “stupid dogs” and I say that, I'm not going to pat them on the head – to make it alright for them (That would be like giving them permission to do it again. You are who you are). So, I went to find one such story, so I could add something to it, and there was none, I couldn't find any stories on my blog about where I say I say ” I'm not going to pat you on the head”. I know I've written about it multiple times. I know there are women out there who are extremely offensive by me calling women dogs, but well, tough. Right back at you. Actually, after thinking about it, I have to say at this point I don't think I've ever been called a dog, with all the harassment I receive, there is never any mention about dogs. I mean once there was some guy in a tyre shop at Gunnedah, who threw a ball vaguely in my direction, like he was expecting me to ‘run and get it’ - which I thought a little funny albeit offensive, I just ignored him, and this ball went bouncing across the shop, and he went like “oh”, he was really shocked I did not run across the room and get it. Some men are just stupid. But, I guess I’ll tell you my dog story involving “pats”. I mean most dog owners are probably familiar with this. But after age 11, I seldom have been arouns the canine species, I don’t want any dogs, I find them to be a bit of a nuisance, cleaning, walking, expensive, time consuming…. One day at the Bulga farm, this man came around who had a dog, I don’t really know who he was. He said he was a friend of my landlords, and my landlord, Robert Cole must’ve mentioned him to, actually he was a ‘couple’, and his wife came out another time. I was amicable, and friendly, like I always am, I had invited this guy to sit down with me outside and we had a cup of tea with my fresh Echinacea flowers. His dog wandered off over to my enclosed chook yard, and so I yelled across sternly at him for for him to leave the chooks alone, and the dog came back and sat down, - very obedient. We were continuing our conversation, I didn’t pay much attention to the dog after he left the chooks alone, but then suddenly the dog started barking at me in my face, and I realised, that after I had been so stern with him or her, and the dog had obeyed me, he/she had been waiting for me to pat him to reward his obedience. Which I then did, and of course immediately he was satisfied and lay down and was quiet. This is exactly what I’m talking about with those naughty women who bully. So stop being such a dog and don’t expect me to pat you on the head. Btw, I blame mothers and ‘gold star’ primary school teachers for this dog behaviour in women. 18. Unhealthy Attitudes by Oppressors I’m really sick of seeing this attitude; I received an email today with this quote; “The secret of life is not looking back” Norman Rockwell, artist. This quote is said by bullies who bully people and then want the victim to ignore what they’ve done so the bullies are not held accountable and reminded of their questionable bully actions. This certainly is not the secret of life at all. The secret to life is happiness, and happiness is doing something about the things that piss you off so you can be happy, and if you don’t, those bullies will just keep happening, until you address the problem, the secret is NOT ignoring at all, this is extremely unhealthy attitude, and no change or evolvement will come about from ignoring bullies and sweeping things under the carpet. The ugly truth so to speak. And I can assure you, not ignoring it, and talking about it, and writing about it online, KICKING UP A BIG STINK, in the public arena, is the only thing that puts a stop to most types of bully in this country. Having said that, of course, there is the type of bully who wants one thing and one thing only and that’s your attention so if you ignore them, they soon give up and wander off. 19. The Danger of Carpet I need to do a whole special photo story about the real enemy out there; and that is carpets, and carpet manufacturers. I tried to write about this before I was ban on Facebook, well I touched on it, well actually I kind of said, you’d have to have a screw loose to put carpet in a rental! - I guess there’s a lot of non-thinking greedy property investors who inadvertently have carpet in their rentals, who don’t wish to be told that they have a screw loose, when in actual fact they do - Non thinking is a form of craziness! And because I did that particular story, I believe it partly contributed to also banning me from Facebook! A lot of people don’t know exactly how bad carpets are. Carpets are made from synthetic fibres (most of them) which give off a toxic volatile compounds, in affect, carpets poison you. This is not a made-up thing; I’m NOT trying to scare you with information. This is a real fact, they know about it, it happens. The reason why they still make these carpets, is because they are considerably cheaper, and most people can’t afford to buy all natural carpets. So, they try and shut down people who are opposed to them, like me. (I mean if there was total awareness of this issue, it would most likely mean the total closure of a huge industry, a million-dollar industry.) BTW, you do have to look at the whole carpet, not just the pile, because the underlay and the Warp, is often synthetic. So, you really have to look and research very hard before you buy, if you do not want to purchase toxic volatile compounds. I would say don’t bother putting carpets in at all; there’s far better options which are far more hygienic and considerably easier to clean (in case liquid items are spilt; which invariably happens) do yourself a favour say NO to carpets. By the way if you’ve never seen a toxic volatile compound, there is a way you can see them, so you can have proof for yourself. As in fact, I have seen toxic volatile compounds; I had a room in Gunnedah with a big huge window, it was very small room and thus hot, Gunnedah is a hot little town in summer, and the sun was pouring in through this window one day, middle of summer, very hot, the sun was hitting my shelf which had a row of tool boxes lined up, so there was a router case, a drill case, jigsaw cutter case, plus a few others. As the sun was hitting these cases, I could clearly see an almost transparent chemical clouds emitting from those cases, and then dissolving in the air. I felt I should leave the room. – I later through the cases out. Whether it is just the sun/ heat that sets off those fumes? Story related to Carpet too: Carpet Cleaning Chemicals in OTHER People’s Homes - Rentals I recently enquired to a Real estate about a rental ; if there was any possibility that the owner would replace the carpet. I could see from the photo that the carpet was well lived in, over quite some time - just the thought of that, (even if it was only lived in by one person), I personally find kind of disgusting. (One rental I lived in, I refused to take off my shoes at any moment when I was inside the house, because the carpet was so disgusting - that was at "Rowan Leigh"). I did not mention to her, the fact that, well, I personally think anyone who puts carpet in a rental, must be completely stupid. It's just so much more difficult to look after, even if you're the owner of the home it's a nuisance, but being a renter, particularly if it's not an expensive carpet and you don't have any motivation like ownership, well I know some people would be totally uncaring as a renter with carpet. Plus, most people have pets, so I mean carpet in any house, I think it's just an absurd notion. Absurd even and only, in the bedroom too. I mean what cat owner doesn't have a cat who waltzes in and sleeps on the bed; you never know what can go wrong when you've got a cat. I can't believe people still are so determined to use carpet. I suspect the carpet industry has some very sneaky marketing people in it. Oh, plus, here in Queensland, where it's so humid and hot, you'd have to be absolutely nuts to put carpet in a house up here. Mould! Anyway, the real estate woman did get back to me, and said No, it would not be removed, but however, the carpet would be "carpet cleaned professionally", before the new tenant arrived. I did not reply back, I thought I couldn't possibly put my response to her, because she would consider it too rude - she would not be able to handle it, and take it personally - even though it's probably an area that she hasn't given enough thought to, herself and possibly she should take it personally..... but as I may need somewhere to live in the future, I thought it best not to give her my response. Instead, I shall write it down here! I am going to write my response in this little photo story because I MEAN THATS PRACTICALLY EVEN WORSE! -why don't you just fill up my house, full of toxic chemicals, just before I move in. (Reminds me of the time when my aunt went away on holidays, and I was to stay at her place for a week, but I was going to arrive a couple of days before she returned, and so she thought it would be the perfect opportunity to set off a bug killer bom. I'm not sure if they still make them - I'm pretty sure they shouldn't be allowed to use them, it's like an aerosol bomb fills the room with toxic chemicals, and kills anything inside the room! So, as I was going to arrive a couple of days before her, she wouldn't have to open the house to all those residual chemicals , - I would have to air the house out; she gave me directions on how to air the house out properly, by opening all the windows etc!! The nerve of cocky uncaring and selfish women! And you can see how most people actually do know about the dangers of toxic chemicals, but they just think that it doesn't concern them - same situation with these real estates and carpet cleaning; "Well we don't have to have toxic chemicals in our house, you have to have it in your house, because you're a mere renter". Take some responsibility you nonthinking real estates. A professional carpet clean is just as stupid as putting in carpet on a rental. I can't believe so many people are so stupid, when this is really a common-sense thing - it could not be any clearer with today's availability of information, and about what we know about healthy living. Just keep those Australian bogan carpet cleaners away from me. 20. Virus's causing other diseases Pay Attention, be aware: There are highly contagious viruses at Nursing Homes, Hospitals and Child Day Care Centres, -Including occupational ‘asthma’ and the very serious Glandular Fever or some such virus (? walking pneumonia?), which I personally believe leads to inflammation of the brain - memory loss – Dementia/Alzheimer’s. I wrote this in Covid times when everyone was kind of thinking medically, but as I update this today, some years later, I want to mention that I really don't like thinking about medical issues: I'm not a medical type person unlike my mother who was a nurse; I have absolutely no interest in medical issues, in fact I tend to faint upon seeing certain medical things, like needles! (stick to “natural”). So, these are my observations. Talking about pneumonia – this virus is a silent killer, once you get it, that’s it, you have it for life, and your body’s immune has a constant fight on its hand – weakening you. I also believe this is why there is so many dementia cases now, - so called health professionals encouraging pneumonia amongst the population (80% apparently carry the virus) in order to build up an immune, BUT different DNA reacts differently to it? I have previously written about this, so I will stop, but, instead, write about a theory I was told about; A virus (the virus) was given to me deliberately, like it has been given to other certain people deliberately, due to one reason, and one reason only, and that is SMOKERS! Virus given to smokers. So, they are saying, pneumonia is given to targeted individuals to in order to build up an immune, in the population, and they may aswell target smokers, because smoking in its self is really offensive, it smells offensive. And we all know how people, women, mostly, do not like bad smells. If you don’t smoke, but are standing around someone who does, it’s bloody disgusting. Smells putrid. So, the powers that be have decided, that they’re going to play God and are going to give them a virus because they are stinky. This suggests, that lung cancer is not even caused from smoking. Because it is stated in medical journals that those who smoke have a higher chance of getting pneumonia (so, higher chance not because smoking causes a weakness, but high because the dogs think you stinky and seek you out to victimize with the virus). But fact, if a healthy person gets really cold from the weather, they will not get pneumonia, they may get a cold, but not a virus. I personally am targeted by certain women who want to humiliate me via odour. I have nothing more to say about that, except they were big on doing it at Miriamvale, and they wanted me to be humiliated around farmers – not really sure why, but that was there game. I know what people are like when it comes to bad smells, I would not tell anyone to quit smoking because it might kill you. I would tell them to quit because it is offensive. And indeed at my new place at Sarina, every one smokes, its like I have stepped back in time by 20yrs, and when anyone in my unit lights up, I have to race to the front door and close it, otherwise the smoke blows in. Disgusting, I can’t stand it, it is as bad as the stinky unleaded fumes that come in when the residents with old unleaded cars leave or enter. People who smoke are medically discriminated against. Btw, when I did smoke, I was not a heavy smoker, but I believe I was ‘chosen’ not only because of the stupid short blond girl who is out to get me, (same stupid blonde short girl who stole all dads roses as she thought he was being greedy – STUPID BIMBO) but, in Sydney after I left work for the day I would have a cigarette on the way home, it was a long drive, all the way out to Pendle Hill on the Parramatta Road. So that’s when I had a cigarette, in full public view – (remember all the dogs that accompany me) but that’s the only one I had, I didn’t smoke during the day at work, and maybe had one after dinner too, but not regularly, so not really a smoker. Later on in my life, I had more, but this was not for a long-extended time. I quit fully in my 30’s. Read my photo story “How to quit smoking; I’ve done it so many times I know how to do it.” On page 4 of My Life Stories in my Blog. I still have stupid dogs on my back about this issue. Rack off. I would like to say, the type of person who would deliberately give a virus to someone is truly evil, not to mention delusional, because they probably think it’s for the greater good. I bet those bloody dogs that do that, are Anal Pearl Wearing Nazi types! I have to say, my mother had a pearl necklace - the sweetest little pearl necklace ever, they were unusual gold pearls, and miniature ones, quite special, gorgeous! And she was nowhere near a Nazi type who wanted to play God. Although she did send us kids down to Sydney whenever my cousin got, the Measles, Mumps or Chicken Pox, so we would all get them as kids, and thus be immune – YOU HAVE TO BE A KID FOR THIS TO WORK. A child’s immune is much stronger than an adults. (My little sister got pneumonia when she was young, and she was a sickly child ever since. I don’t know if she outgrew those symptoms.) Watching a history channel on youtube, and what they did medically in the past was way worse!! I personally believe humans ‘muck’ their bodies up with bad health, and it changes their DNA and this in my opinion is what causes certain types of retardation at childbirth (some people think retardation is purely inbreeding). People can muck up their bodies in numerous ways, a big one is pollutants in the environment and chemicals that are absorbed. Also medications that are taken, so not just abusing your body with drugs or alcohol, but prescribed medications. There's a numerous ways peoples DNA can be changed: they did studies in the war and people who were afflicted with injuries were found to have changed DNA. So look after your body, do things naturally, avoid medications, pollutants, chemicals in the environment. Avoid injury. God doesn't make mistakes, we do. 21. Australia Warns its Tourists, about the Thieving Nature of the Locals Here shows a photo of a touristy spot in QLD. Look what I just stumbled upon, on Google Maps: a public sign stating “secure all valuables”. This is how bad the stealing is in Australia. They literally have to make signs alerting poor unsuspecting tourist’s to be aware of the hick bogan problems of Australian Petty thieves. Perhaps I should have had such a warning given to me before I moved to Sydney. But ofcourse, the government was the biggest thief ever when I was 18. 22. The Beach I have a major love of the ocean. I guess it developed at school holidays when we could stay with our grandmother who lived 550km away, by the ocean; instead of the Gunnedah pool, which I ‘lived’ in, at Gunnedah (our whole family had season tickets!), I now had an ocean! I remember fondly our family walking up and down the beach, and my 7yr old cousin and I running excitedly through the waves, shouting “Beer and Gold, Beer and Gold!” as the frothy bubbles of each wave receded, and the sand shimmered through! 40yrs later, I live only 65km away from the beach. I can’t afford to drive over their willy nilly, but sacrificing certain things, so I can drive over there, to go for a quick swim - is well worth it, such joy and happiness, still, I should never tire of it. One of those rare things that makes life. I do think it a little odd how many locals who live by the beach, who I’ve talked to, don’t actually go to the beach (I mean what’s the point of living so close when you don’t go for a swim??). From a functional perspective it seems a bit ludicrous, 65km over/back again, adds up to a lot of fuel money, for only 15 minutes of healthy healing fun (least with my health problems in my foot, knee and leg, I can still go to the beach, I am lucky). I did attempt to do a mobile seamstress business in this area, but somebody removed all my adverts, and sabotaged one of my clients. So, whether I get any more work over there, is dubious. Because I’ve been ban from my local post office, I have to collect mail elsewhere, so by the beach is a good a spot as ever! Plus, I can visit the beach doctor if I need too. So, I feel like I’ve got a valid reason to drive all the way over there!! I’m constantly looking for somewhere to live over there, in a nice secluded spot, and even though compared to the rest of Australia, this particular spot is not too pricy, it’s still seemingly out of my budget. I do find it a little bit peculiar in Australia, still, how the highest house prices are found in city areas, whereas the best locations to live are well away from cities, all along the coast. For instance, as I’m nearing the beach on my trip, 2 blocks short of the actual beach, I drive past a horse paddock, a huge horse paddock! 2 blocks back! - so as you can see housing prices are still affordable there. (I did see that land listed later on Realesate.com for $3million, 76acres, subdivision only) I guess it stems from a lack of fresh water. I remember my grandparents, when they retired, they bought a holiday shack right on the waterfront on the Central Coast. They lived in it until they self-built their big house, which was about a kilometre back from the water on the mountain (escarpment). So, while the house today is much bigger, and I guess relatively nicer, than the little holiday shack - the shack is probably about worth 4 times the price!! Too bad they sold it! “waterfront” wasn’t a big thing back then, it wasn’t really until the mid-90s, I would say that waterfront properties really took off, especially on the Central Coast and in Sydney. (What were they thinking before?) Glad I am not a child today – possibility of owning your home in Sydney, still zero. I have a surf story, back then ‘girls’ did not learn to surf, I can see thankfully times have changed somewhat. But I used to love bobbing up and down in the waves, weaving in and out, avoiding getting ‘dumped’. Boogie boarding!! The beach that we visited was long, calm at one end, and rough at the other (Killcare, a known surfer beach) I loved going down to the rough end to dance around in the waves - it was just the ultimate for me. I do recall probably age 10, of being dumped quite badly with a giant wave. I was literally tossed around as if I was in a washing machine, and the moment where you want to come up for air, you just can’t, because you’re too busy being tossed upside down and sideways, and every which way, water goes up your nose! So, then the panic sets in, and then the adrenaline sets in, and you become more aware of everything that’s going on, trying to find an opportunity where you can get a footing, or at least figure out which way is up/down. Eventually you get taken in, close enough to shore where you can find the sand and push up, grasp for some air. Albeit, left exhausted, and in a little bit of shock- I remember crawling back up to the beach to where mum was sitting “you got dumped”, “yeah” Little birdie told me it was spirit of the Surfy; dumping me just so I got to know what it was like being dumped by a surfer! Lol I want to add, that Beach was perfect because at one and it was very calm and the other end was quite rough, and the long in-between bit was graduation from one extreme to the other and so you could pick where you want to go on the beach according to whatever mood you’re in for the level of surf you wanted! There were these little kind of tracks leading off from the main road (dirt) they were kind of secret actually, it wasn’t even a popular beach back then, not sure about now. So, I often had my whole area to myself – perfect! I have to update this story with what happened to me yesterday at the beach, if you’ve been reading this blog, I am constantly whingeing and moaning about leeches that follow me around, and there at the beach yesterday, was 3 of them. But anyway, while they were hovering around me, when I was in the surf, somebody unwound my window on my car. Can’t be opened without opening the door and putting ignition on, so they would have had their own set of keys – this kind of theft has happened to me dozens of times. I didn’t notice that anything had been taken, I suspect they may have been looking for my wallet, as there was cash in it, as I had just been somewhere, where I received cash for sold goods, (see – dogs watch and follow me everywhere), but my wallet was not in my car, as I was not born yesterday. So, I hope whoever did that gets cancer and dies. But, my original Birth certificate was stolen around that time from my house, or maybe was taken that day, as it was in the car, who knows. And that day, there were heaps of ‘leeches’ following me about in Bundaberg too. Plus 2 weeks later when I was at Bundaberg, same thing happened, came back to my car, and the back window was unwound, not sure what they took, actually I suspect they took some leaves of the Gotu Kola plant, I had just previously made a sign for it, stating a leaf a day will keep the doctor away, I am selling it at Bundy Tender Centre……so they stole some leaves - stupid dog bimbos. Plus there were strange people lurking about at that time. Back to the beach, I’ve noticed swimming in the late evening, recently I have been getting bitten, and it’s actually quite painful, and leaves a red mark, a little bit like a flea bite, but more painful. I looked it up and indeed there is a ‘flee of the ocean’ there’s quite a few different species, they usually come out at dusk to feed on dead animals. This reminded me of an incident when I was quite young, I was swimming down at Killcare Beach, and I was getting bitten, it wasn’t terribly painful, just a little bit annoying, and I was looking around to see what was biting me, and with each wave, the light shone through it, and I could see hundreds of these little tiny fish, and it was these little fish that we are having a little go at me. I wondered what I could do about it, and I had a clear distinct voice enter into my head saying, “what should you like to say to the fish Emily”, it was a little bizarre, and I thought about it, and I thought well, I should tell the fish to go away as I was swimming here! And so after I had that thought, as soon as I had said it to myself, I could see on that next wave all these little fish doing a complete 180° turnabout, and disappear. That was the end of it, I have never been bitten by a fish or a bluebottle since, till now, so I can see I’m going have to try the same tactic next time I’m over there, and see if it works. I like swimming at dusk, there is an extra warm current at this particular spot in the late afternoon – good for aches and pains. Also, I want to say, every time I went there, when I was in the water, there would be a butterfly fly past me, all the way out over the ocean it was. I thought it odd, what was it doing so far away from plants. And every time. I have since moved 700km north from that wonderful beach, and while the climate is fantastic (almost rain every day since I have been here, YAH, but alas, alack, there is no beach with waves. There is a flat shallow one with nice sand nearby, but it is cloudy, I think it is muddy? – could be pollution, as QLD is fairly relaxed about what goes into the local creeks, and, it has Stingers plus crocs…so no swimming L) Btw, the sign at the beach said “there may be stingers here”. Definitely not clearly signed! Are there or are there not? And at what time of year? In fact, I’ve had quite some difficulty finding out if it is safe to swim or not. Google information is very conflicting, and most of the tourism websites show beautiful beaches but they never mention anything about stingers ever. Quite frankly I’m not surprised there aren’t more deaths caused by stingers. And what about crocodiles or Alligators – according to google maps there is a creek 1/2 hr away from me called Alligator creek! 23. Family Photos and Memories This is a family photo (just above far right), of me (left), 2 of my siblings, Daniel holding the guinea pig, and Penny holding her cousin Robyn’s hand, and Robyn’s sister Stephanie on the right, in the 1980’s. I actually can’t remember this situation when the photo was taken. I was young and I put it down to the fact that this photo, that was taken by my aunt Gwenda, and has only been recently given to me. Whereas all the photos we have of our family (extensive amounts of photos we had) I remember all those photos / situations / times quite vividly, I put this down to the fact, that whenever we got the photos back from the developer in the mail, mum and I would get so excited and sit down and go through them all. Plus, I used to look at the photo albums often as a child, it was my favourite Sunday afternoon bored thing to do, we had at least 12 big fat albums. I loved looking at them, and every single photo that I looked at, I can still clearly remember that time in my life. Whereas the photos from Gwenda, that I haven’t seen until well into my adult hood, I did not really remember them so vividly, like I do not remember holding a guinea pig, although I do recall we had guinea pigs, and I recall that time when our cousins came. But the other memories along with the photo of that time – I remember ALL the details. I just thought that was interesting how memory and images work. 24. Mitsubishi Triton 2009 Petrol Consumption on a 75 litre tank Says you should get 850km per tank, but I fill up after 500km, to be safe. (pretty much empty vehicle, no extra weight). I have got to 550km easy, with still 15l left in tank, so apparently that is 45km before red light. So I would say this Triton gets 600km max, and NOT 850km. 25. Tamworth Zombie Art Bullies OMG, I can’t believe the amount of bullying that goes on in the Tamworth Art Gallery sector, even worse than Gunnedah Art Gallery. Whenever I used to drive over there, I have these little friggin dogs who follow me around in a car, often I don’t see people who harass me from cars, but these ones were so prevalent, I tried looking in to see who they were, on one of their ‘turn arounds’, (they turn around and drive back again, down the main street in Tamworth (mainies)) the car was full of people, at least five, and I think maybe two of them were kids and the others all female. I mean just disgusting stupid people that are attracted to me and follow me around town, BUGGER OFF YOU COMPLETE MORONS. So, what they do is hurl abuse from car windows as they drive past me, I remember them very clearly outside the Tamworth regional Art Gallery. I lost them, after I went in, so that’s just what happens outside the Art Gallery. But, every time I went there, that is what would happen. This day, I had been busting to go to the loo, so I stopped by the loos, that were just round the corridor, to the Gallery, when I went in, the girls had seen me coming, and went and hid the toilet paper, all of the toilet paper in all cubicles - a whole bunch of them, about 15 girls, giggling, next door, thought it was really funny -bully bimbos. I did see 1 man amongst all those bimbos, I did not recognize him, but in retrospect, he looked like my landlord Cate’s friend, Win, at Kookaburra Park. (?) In fact I’ve noticed this a few times, like about 10 women surrounding one man walking along the street, or at some kind of gathering - very strange phenomena! It was also written about on one of those television shows, let me think back to which one it was, bout a lawyer… maybe Ali McBeal? they did an episode where this lawyer guy, where ever he went he had a gaggle of 10 tall blondes accompanying him. That’s just like that what I have seen!! I think that was a case of Art imitating life. (Turned out all the girls were standing on boxes to make themselves look tall!!) Then, when I actually went inside that gallery, OMG just stupid dogs, I can’t tell you, it’s too stupid. ZOMBIES, its like talking to a brick wall. Not to mention the nazi staff there who decided to chastise me in the gallery for taking a photo – which by the way you are BY LAW ALLOWED TO DO. Stupid woman. (I told you – Moth to a flame, constantly getting attacked by these fucking stupid little dogs; fuck off you stupid little women.) Someone told me that those women who chastise me like that, complete strangers, do so because of sexual reasons. And so I’m wondering, are they just sexually frustrated? Or are they going to think back on the incident later that night and have a bit of a good time?? Or are they planning on telling their spouse about it, so that together they can have a good time? Who knows? But I can tell you, if there’s any kind of ‘advances’ made in this chastisement, it is certainly not welcome. BE REAL. Btw, I had artwork in there, in the “young artist exhibition”, and it sold. After I left the Gallery, I stopped at one of the photography places; A common bullying tactic by staff (in A LOT of shops) is, when I go in there, they say after five minutes of talking to them about what I want; “we can’t help you, go away and come back in 15 minutes”, so they refused to serve me, Gunnedah council used to do it as well, probably others too that I can’t think of at the moment. (When I was talking to them at first, explaining what I wanted, why I was there, it was like they were zombies, coming across as totally retarded – AND in fact, it is like every shop I purchase from, they put a stupid dog in it to serve me for 5 minutes, then when they can’t, they leave. So ion this day, I did leave, and then went back, and when I go back, someone else replaced them, someone who isn’t a retard. But why did they put a retard in their shop in the first place?) it happened in Tamworth a lot (Decorama) Why are they bombarding me with retail retard zombies? (Not literally retarded, this is an expression for a stupid non-thinking person) (I have problems with actual retards, too, another story, that I will not be repeating). If you’ve been reading all my posts, you can start to see exactly why I have such a low opinion of women, and why I think most of them are completely stupid. I feel in an attempt to make up for what they did, the next time I was at the Tamworth Art Gallery, they sent in Yoko Ono! Can’t be sure, I am not good at recognizing people, but in retrospect, it was her!! Definitely a fan! But you won’t ever catch me setting foot in that place ever again. (At least no one stole the toilet paper at the Gunnedah Gallery!) 26. Sum-up about my Dentist Story I can’t believe how stupid the Bimbos at Gunnedah really are: After writing about the WHOLE experience, read my; “Toothbrush kit stolen with NEGS girl tortured teeth story at dentist” just below - but I would like to quickly add a little sum-up before I begin. The dentist at that Marquis St clinic, was an old gentleman, he had a blonde assistant, she made some comment about how my teeth must be all awful and rotten because I was most likely a drug addict because I was there on a dental voucher (she was a TYPICAL stupid bimbo) but instead of the USUAL RESPONSE from a man, this dentist actually stood up to her and said “no she has a fine set of teeth”, so I’m thinking because her comment wasn’t validated and she may have been a little bit embarrassed, SHE might be responsible for organising the whole tortured teeth situation, with Dr Sadiks (same clinic, different Dentist) - it would be typical stupid bimbo thing to do – apparently ‘women’s magazines’ encourage women to seek revenge if they have been ‘so called’ treated badly. Obviously, a bimbo’s interpretation of ‘treated badly’ is way out of whack: if she’s just annoyed and not sure why, she can’t apply common sense and see the big picture – I mean she’s got it all wrong, blaming me for HER bitchiness. This happens a lot to me with bimbos. Those same stupid supposedly ‘offended’ women, still steal from me, when it is not even my faulty, it’s their fault for their stupid assumptions, yet still they persist in their revenge torment. Those women’s magazines are written by money, don’t buy them you silly twits. I want to add, as it is now sometime later, but as I’m going through my whole blog and editing any spelling mistakes. There have been some reflective bitches, doing this particular story, implying that I must have done something to that blonde bimbo, or the doctor, or the other dental assistant, Tasha Burns little sister Gina, and as a retaliation they tortured my teeth. So, I am saying point blankly a no big fat NO, this is not the case. I’ve never seen or talked to any of those people involved ever before. Except seen Gina Burn at school, many yrs before, she was in a younger year; never spoke to her ever, but I believe she is copying the bully Charlotte Powell who did the kneeling thing. This was a pure bullying sadistic incident, targeting an innocent (me), as a result of attending that bloody school (I tried to sue them, but no lawyer would touch it; you can’t do anything about the DOGS. Here is a good spot to put this story The mental weakness of not being able to think about consequences in each life moment For this example, I'm going to write about my experience with most of the dentists I have visited in Sydney and Gunnedah, instead of the usual typical cliche of the 'blonde bimbo' that I encounter regularly. I've had at least 2 but possibly 4 fillings in my mouth that did not need to be done, there was no cavity there, no Xray, no sensitivity test. I was simply experiencing sensitivity pain from eating extreme hot and cold foods, but did not know about this phenomenon at the time, I just assumed I needed a filling, I was young - 18 or so. In retrospect, I could clearly see this one Dentist at Chatswood, he felt like he could get away with putting a filling in when he didn't need to, it's like he thought, jackpot!; a young girl who doesn't really pay attention and is still yet naive about how the world works.' I'll be able to make some money from this girl, go home and have a steak. (There are many dentists in Sydney who sit around and twiddle their thumbs, they're not busy and jampacked like the dentists elsewhere, where there's a 3-month waiting list. There is an oversupply of dentists in Sydney actually.) Now, what I can see, is simply another human, who does not have the ability to think about the consequences of their behaviour. And you may not think a dentist is stupid - but I can assure you, this kind of behaviour, of not thinking about consequences for bad, selfish, disrespectful, greedy behaviour - IS stupidity. The inability to think about the whole picture in every moment, is a weakness, a mental weakness. As a sidebar, I'd like to point out there are many other people in general, who won't steal from me, because they know (possibly have had drummed into them ), that stealing is wrong. But they too haven't made the connection that being disrespectful, as in verbally rude to my face; discriminatory or offensive, is still a mental weakness. WEAK. Weeeaklings. Update: that tooth that was greedily done all those years ago at Chatswood, has now 30 years later, due to the gung-ho ho young pretty dental hygienist who dislodged it with her gung-ho plague removal machine, has since been replaced 4 times, it has caused ongoing problems, and is STILL causing problems, (seems every time I floss I have pain, which obviously is a lot). And all from something that didn’t need to be done 30 years ago - just because of that stupid greedy dentist. So, make sure you take charge of your teeth, don’t leave it up to a dentist because some of them are revolting crooks. Only go to a dentists if you’re in a lot of pain. Actually in 2024 I discovered Dr Ellie Phillips on YouTube, she is a dentist from the UK, who in my opinion, is revolutionising the way people look after their teeth. Like I have mentioned in my dental stories, if you look after them properly you don't have to go to a dentist, and she pretty much says the same thing, but she has further helpful advice, and really explains what's going on in your mouth and what exactly a cavity is, and many other dental procedures - completely different from a dentist if you ever go to a dentist in fact they hardly talk at all. She includes advice on diet as well, and how that relates to your gut, and bacteria, and the correct PH. As far as I'm concerned if I had kids I would make sure that they watched all her YouTube videos, because she really empowers you to look after your own teeth properly. So, you know, when her kids (grandkids) turn 18, they're not going to be naive if they have to go to a dentist, they're going to know exactly what's going on. (Not that they will need to go!). She does make money from selling her little kit, so you have to always take things like that into consideration, but she seems like a very genuine person. Actually, I have managed to find pretty much everything in her kit in Australia, just under different names and brands, and actually I want to mention, I am an advocate for Sensodyne because it is a ‘cavity protector’ toothpaste, and she pointed out that you should use crest brand which only cost $2, and it turns out that's the same brand as Colgate, and Colgate are now selling ‘cavity protector’ toothpaste. I don't know whether they've always been selling it, or it's a new thing because of YouTube, so Colgate in my opinion has been selling a lot of different toothpastes, maybe to people who don't know that the only toothpaste you should be using is the ‘cavity protector’ toothpaste, and Colgate have been pretty much teasing people passively aggressively, taking out vengeance on the public by selling them the wrong toothpaste (revenge torture) - they are an evil company, so if you can afford Sensodyne, you should (maybe that girl from the supermarket dental isle, stalking me and removing all my products is from Colgate? Would not surprise me!). 27. 2 Tortured Teeth Story at Gunnedah Dentists (remember unfortunatly Wix cannot paste formatting) CCTV Cameras on at the Dentist - hanging from the ceiling, thanks. Okay, so my teeth were perfectly fine, except an old filling from 1992 fell out, so I had to go get it replaced, let me emphasize this, my teeth were all perfectly 100% fine. 100% fine. (I will also add the filling from 1992 probably did not need to be done – Sydney dentists say you need things inorder to make money. There are too many dentist in Sydney. So I was living out of town at Rangari, and I had to travel all the way over to Tamworth for the appointment, and I took my travel toothbrush so I could have clean teeth before I saw the dentist, now I mention this because, like so many big problems in life, actually the root of all my dental problems that I write about here can be traced back to a stupid little blonde from Gunnedah Coles supermarket (same one who stole from me at Harvey Norman, same one at darylee, same one at Currajong clinic, same one at Bundaberg hospital – a total evil stalking dog): so, I couldn’t get any soft bristled toothbrush at the supermarket, this weird blonde girl followed me around the supermarket, EVERYTIME I WENT THERE, and when I got up to the toothbrush isle she went ahead and took all the soft bristled toothbrush, and she did this every single time I went shopping over a several month period, (supermarket dogs; I have to get home delivery now due to all the stupid women…most people would not know about this phenomenon and exactly how much of a problem they are. How stupid some girls are, girls, women: all little stupid girls.) So, I had to purchase a hard bristled one. As a result of this hard bristled toothbrush that I used just before the dentist in Tamworth, my gums were all red and inflamed, and I should have just realized it was the toothbrush he was reacting to, but the dentist, he insisted that I go and make an appointment and have my teeth professionally cleaned, he said one is meant to do it every 12 months anyway. So, I went back to Gunnedah and saw the dental assistant, who is the person who does the cleaning, not a dentist. Actually, there was two dental assistance who were doing it, at the Gunnedah Hospital. 2 of them. Now, my teeth have never been professionally cleaned, ever, as I didn’t believe they needed it - they were perfectly fine, I always brush my teeth, as well as floss. But because I haven’t ever had them cleaned, there was definitely some tartar buildup. But, I believe something very fishy was going on in that appointment with 2 dental assistants, she gave me anaesthetic in the whole mouth, so I could not feel a thing, but what I was aware of was the noise, the huge electric tool that the other girl was doing something with, was so loud I really needed ear muffs, really, ear muffs, like I use when I use the chainsaw. I mean it was deafening, that’s how noisy it was - vibrating through my teeth and into my ears, but because my whole mouth was under anaesthetic I couldn’t feel anything. But when the anaesthetic wore off, oh boy, I could feel it and I could feel it for another four days, 4 days of pain. Horrendous. And I know because of that pain that girl who did my teeth messed up completely, it should not have hurt that much, and she was so brutal that one of my fillings lifted up, - next part of the story, so, when I went to the Gunnedah dentist (Gunnedah Dental Centre, 107 Barber St, Gunnedah NSW 2380), to sort this new problem out, for some curious reason (I’m guessing it’s because they really liked the young pretty girl who did the tartar removal and did not want to ‘play sides’ as in, accuse her of messing up the cleaning, which she obviously did, if I wasn’t sure before, I could tell from the response from those dentists afterwards SHE GUILTY – a young pretty HOPELESS BIMBO), but so this dentist refused to acknowledge the fact that my filling had been dislodged, even though I could actually push it up with my tongue, and underneath, it reacted to hot/cold water badly, BADLY, AS IN EXTREME. So that dentist said no, no there’s nothing wrong with it, no need to replace (idiot). IDIOT. Actually, in retrospect, that dentist was a young Asian guy, and I suspect he wasn't really a dentist, like he was so unprofessional, and seemed to have no idea what he was doing, plus did not speak like a dentist. And at the time I had been dealing with computer nerds, re the satellite companies for Internet connection - I think he was someone who worked for one of these Internet companies, a computer nerd? not really sure, just a feeling, so who the hell put this Idiot in the dentist posing as a dentist? Which fucking bimbo did it? I know this behaviour would be traced back to a stupid woman, as everything bad in life is traced back to a STUPID WOMAN. That clinic needs to be SUED. They also had a bimbo receptionists, who apparently was learning to become a dentist by being mentored by Dr Jonas. (Before I went in that day, the dogs did signs suggesting I poof up my hair – you know, like a cat does to make themselves look bigger when encountering a predator or foe. ) SUED – you stupid little fucking fighting girls who are just PATHETIC bullies. FUCK OFF. This story gets worse. So, I wanted to go to a different dentist. But because Gunnedah is such a small town it doesn’t have a public dental system, and so vouchers are given out to a lot of people who receive Centrelink payments like pensioners, war widows, disabled, unemployed.... so, you can take the voucher to attend to the dentist of your choice (initially, I thought this voucher system was good, I later changed my mind, as I really think that there is an element, especially amongst the wealthy, like a dentist, who believes that free public dental care should not be given (the rich and clueless). So I wanted to go to see the local reputable dentist in town, Dr Michael Jonas, but the silly twit who runs the voucher place in Gunnedah (oy, yet another woman), knew that I wanted to see Dr Michael Jonas, so she, being a stupid dog, like all stupid dogs, they do exactly the opposite, and insisted this other dentists was the only one I could see, she made an appointment with the other dentist - now the other dentist is non-existent, he closed down his practice for retirement, (he used to treat mum), and in its place is a supposed ‘travelling’ dentist, his name was Dr Sadik from Sydney, (yes Sadik, as his name suggests, turns out he was a sadistic prick). He had 2 dental assistants, again another fishy situation with 2 girls. So again, I had the same problem with the response “oh yeah there's no problem with the tooth, it's perfectly fine”. I couldn't believe it, I was lying there pretty much dumbfounded, that these stupid dentist couldn't find such a significant obvious problem! Where they playing a game or is this unbelievable dentist stupid?? But, he said, there was definitely a problem in the other tooth on the other side of my mouth, and he had to fix it immediately. So I'm thinking alright, if there's a problem it should be fixed (I can't believe sometimes how naive I was when I was younger); They caused so much pain it was unbearable, the dentist used a blunt drill and he had anaesthetized a different location from where he was actually drilling, and so I could basically feel all the drilling, so using a blunt drill and anaesthetizing wrong location was done deliberately – NOT A MISTAKE, so the two dental assistant and the dentist working together to cause pain - it’s so obvious to me, plus in retrospect, I recognized one of the dental assistance, she’s not really a dental assistant, she was from Sydney too, and is Tasha Burns little sister from school 20 years ago, why she wanted to inflict pain on me and what she was doing there in Gunnedah is beyond comprehension STUPID rich GIRL fuck off. (I put in a complaint with various people, including NSW Dental Council of NSW, (my scream is way louder than anyone could possibly imagine, part of the reason I was ban from Facebook – because of these stupid women.) Not sure if anything was done about it. I would like to quickly add a little side story about the previous dentist in that clinic, he was an old gentleman, I had been there once. He had a blonde assistant, when I was there she made some comment about how my teeth must be all awful and rotten because I was most likely a drug addict, because I was there on a voucher (she was a typical stupid bimbo), but instead of the usual response from a man, this dentist actually stood up to her and said, no she has a fine set of teeth. So, I’m thinking because her comment wasn’t validated by him, she may have been a little bit embarrassed, and she was most likely a narcissist, (who HATE being embarrassed), so she might be responsible for organizing the whole painful situation later?; it would be typical stupid bitch thing to do - most women need leashes and proper supervision all the time. Hate to tell you the UGLY TRUTH. {I especially wanted to mention that bit about HER nasty comment and HER embarrassed reaction and then HER vindictive behaviour. So, you can see, it really didn't have much to do with me. That girl created her own stupid situation. Now, the number of times I have heard “oh well you must've done something to you evoke that kind of bully reaction” or “well, you should have been more respectful” – OMG, no! this infuriates me, because I was respectful, I did not do anything to provoke stupid dog. It's about them behaving badly, and wanting to do so. Their true nature. Their dysfunction. So, stop putting this bad behaviour on me, it has nothing to do with me}. Same situation repeatedly happens to me, is this my cross to bear? Enduring stupid women??? So, after leaving the dentist in complete pain that day, and then spending the next two weeks in complete pain, which also happened to be Christmas, so I was unable to eat anything because I couldn’t chew on my tooth, AND by then it had turned black, BLACK so I make an YET ANOTHER appointment, at the ‘proper’ clinic in Gunnedah, this time with Dr Michael Jonas. (Someone later told me that a ‘black tooth’ is a common thing that happens amongst cocaine users, they were implying that the girls did it deliberately to try to imply to whoever was listening, that I was indeed on drugs. See that stupid blonde bimbo assistant? I can. Now, weird as that sounds, wanting to accuse someone of being on drugs, I found this to be a common thing in Gunnedah. I'm not sure why girls wanted to tell other people that I'm on drugs? I believe it's just a way to be disrespectful and to try and discredit me? Not sure why they're trying to discredit me, maybe because they know they behave badly around me, and they don't want me to tell anyone – so they try to discredit me?? I make them see their own STUPIDITY?? But honestly, there's been a whole movement, in Gunnedah, of women (little girls), trying to have me incarcerated for being on drugs. It's just weird. NOT ON DRUGS YOU STUPID BIMBOS (NOR DO I DRINK, I am of sound mind all the time, always have been. I won't have anything more to do with any women ever again, they're just too stupid. So, Dr Sadik’s work has to be completely redone. COMPLETELY REDONE. Ofcourse most likely nothing wrong in the first place. And I still insisted there was also the problem with the original filling that had been dislodged by the gung-ho dental nurse (not sure if that was done deliberatley or not – in retrospect it may have been ???) Now, Dr Jonas, I believe, he didn’t believe me when I said that Dr Sadik had deliberately inflicted pain and deliberately messed up the job, I know this because he started to tell me a story about when he was young and he made a technical mistake, and he implied that it was just a mistake and people make mistakes. I find it really weird how he was so naive about the nature of a sadist, and also what they will do to try and amuse colleagues, - the dental assistants, and or the other way around. Dr Jonas is clueless about the nature of most people. And he was wrong to disbelieve me – see the dogs won; she is on drugs Dr Jonas! Oh, ok stupid dogs. Idiot manipulated man. In fact, I find most people are like that, they have no idea about all the real evil that goes on in the local community, and they just refuse to acknowledge it and don’t want to hear about it. Well, you better believe it, and it’s so often every day seemingly normal and usually well paid and popular people who target low-income people. So, because he did not believe, just thought I was some whiny poor person on drugs, this dentist, as he started working, he stabbed me in my nerve with a needle, it was like he was showing me ‘this is what nerve pain is’, because previously, I was telling him I thought that Dr Sadik had drilled into my nerve, and he said, no the pain would’ve been caused from a blunt drill bit. And so, this is what nerve pain feels like, - and soon as he did it, my arm automatically reflexed and shot straight up into the air and practically punched him in his face (serves him right!) - it was really a rotten thing to do in my opinion, and ALL because he didn’t believe my story, about deliberately causing that pain. Arsehole. So, once he fixed that tooth, which was quick and easy, I still insisted that the other tooth be fixed as it was starting to cause a lot of pain, getting worse as food was getting under it, and I could feel it, very sensitive. He grudgingly agreed (!). He went ahead and did so, but he had EXTREME DIFFICULTY for some reason; I think I kind of figured out another reason why maybe they denied there was anything wrong with it, because this filling had been done when I was young, and may have been like a long-term filling, as in a lifetime filling - because they have different types of fillings, ones that last 10 years, and ones that last longer (this is what I can gather, as no one really explains anything to you at the dentist). So, my filling was not meant to be replaced, and they knew that by removing it and redoing it, it would most likely cause problems, which in fact it has, years later – it is ongoing. So, it took Dr Jonas quite some time to “fix” that tooth, he used a special huge wire contraption, (they no longer use those, I was told), and I believe in fact, he was not the right person to do it, because my mouth is very small and petite, and Dr Jonas was an old mature man, with big manhands, which contributed to why he had such difficulty. After he fixed the tooth, which took about an hour, it sometimes later hurt, (7 years later, still hurts, have problems with it, it has since been replaced another 6 times, but it makes no difference, and as there is no decay, I can only assume it’s from the nerve damage by Dr Jonas. It pretty much hurts every night when I lie down. And every time it hurts, I am reminded of this whole bad memory, of those REVOLTING PEOPLE, and stupid bitch women . Sidebar: I think maybe those dentists had help in their antics, like, I assume it's computer nerds, they seem to come to the defence of any stupid blonde bimbo who fucks up, this story is the perfect example showing how they want to come to their rescue, “yes, you are right blonde bimbo, she is on drugs and scum of society with terrible teeth!”. Those bloody computer nerds want to perpetuate this whole lie, in order not to make the blonde bimbo look wrong. I can only assume it is actually someone else who has blonde hair too?? Maybe they feel like blonde people get a hard time in life, constantly being called stupid, and so they overcompensate by doing these truly revolting and evil things, to anyone who doesn't have blonde hair. Well pretty much a case point isn't it. So today, I am compelled to write it down - I’m going to put it up on the Internet for all to read about my woeful tail and the true nature of stupid bullying dogs in Gunnedah – (by dogs, I’m not referring to ugly women or the canine species, I’m referring to women, or more aptly named girls, who harass, like a dog nipping the ankles, and ‘leech’ on to me, and who steal, and in my case, inflict pain, (often they are zombie bimbos too, but not always)). I said before that I did put in a complaint, and wasn't sure if anything was done about it, however I found out soon after that Dr Jonas no longer worked at the Gunnedah clinic, and now worked over in Tamworth. I know he'd been in Gunnedah for many years, so maybe there was some repercussions. I did try to contact Dr Jonas later and tell him in writing what happened, but was advised he's retired. Now, any time I go to the dentist or doctor, any medical related thing, I wear my body cam. Actually, I wear this whenever I go into town anyway, otherwise, I just have too many ‘dogs’ all the time, harassing me and trying to steal. Whenever I wear it, there’s no dogs, they are such unbelievable cowards. With a camera, I don’t have to deal with bullies, the camera fights for me, just by recording what’s actually going on. I find it strange how bullies think I would want to interact with them it’s like they’re waiting for me to tell them off and communicate with them in some way. Of course, I do not wish to interact at all with that kind of person – no dysfuncts in my life thanks very much. Update: after watching excellent YouTube videos on dental stuff, I found out, bicarb soda is what stops teeth bacteria dead in its tracks, so after brushing, I rinse with water that has a bit of bicarb, and voilà no more pain. A water pick helps too. Apparently my flossing was pushing bacteria down into a “dental gum pocket”, and that was causing the pain. (Most likely a pocket situation arising from bad dentistry – its like ‘God gave me perfect teeth, but the dentist totally mucked them..’) Some people only brush with bicarb, and swear by it; no trips to dentist ever. I also make a neem tea, and put that in the water flosser – works brilliant, absolutely no more pain (although I have had 2 flossers stolen now). The student dentist and women at Mackay hospital (and Mackay Police) wanted to continue this story by adding more Tortured Teeth situation on work that did not need to be done, plus not correcting an overbite issue causing numbness and pins and needles in my lips. Lying to me stating “allergic reaction” just absolute cunts. I put it elsewhere. Inturn, powers that be put the petrol up to $2.70 and cut off supply to farmers. You should be kind, otherwise bad things happens. 28. The Art of Brushing your Teeth. Ban anything but SOFT bristled toothbrushes. And, 2 minutes is 1 minute too long. Otherwise you get receding gums in your 40’s. Painful. Some believe there is a conspiracy within Colgate to sell hard bristled toothbrushes in order to inflict pain on Australians in their 40’s. (But we really know, Coles Gunnedah is to blame {read my dentist story} Buy carefully - knowledge is power, Australia is a young country. Don’t go to a dentist unless you’re in serious pain, this applies to children aswell. Dentists mess up your teeth completely, be much better off leaving them as is, in many instances. Infact I’m going to take this further, because I have elsewhere a list of things, I wish I was told when I was 18, but I couldn’t fit the “The Art of Brushing your Teeth” story on it. So, I’m going to put it here; The reason why more than one minute of brushing your teeth is too long, is because if you start off this way, as we did when we were kids - we were instructed in 3rd class by a “dental expert” to brush for 3 minutes after each meal, in fact 3 minutes after every time we eat, she said. I clearly remember it, because my little brother was in the classroom too, and he gave her the correct answer she was looking for, it wasn’t after every meal; “you need to brush after every time you eat” (totally nazi) And this is way too much, because all of that teeth brushing, slowly but surely grinds your teeth away - so a dentist can actually tell you which side of your mouth gets more brushes than the other. And a dentist who is not familiar with your petite mouth, Emily, will mistake a low tooth, for one that has a cavity. This is why it’s particularly important not to grind any of your teeth away. And if you really think about it and concentrate when you’re brushing your teeth, you don’t actually have to do multiple swipes over the teeth in fact usually just one or two is sufficient to remove sugars. And, as a result of over brushing, you will get receding gums in your 40’s, which is extreme sensitivity pain, so no over brushing. Receding gums is also caused by whitening your teeth, so don’t do that either, just cut back on coffee and mango tangos. There is an art to looking after your teeth; for starters, never ever ever go to the dentist unless you’re in serious pain, there’s no need for you to go to the dentist at all, if you brush every day and look after your teeth. You have extremely good teeth. God gave you perfect teeth, but the dentists fucked them – so do not go to the dentist. And you do (did) brush them regularly and looked after them, there is NO reason why you need to go to the dentist. (Btw, Dad never went to a dentists ever either) So, as I recalled when I was 18, I didn’t have to floss, as food would not get stuck in between my teeth, it wasn’t until dentists tinkered around with my teeth, that gaps were formed and suddenly I had to floss - this is because, Emily, you have a lot of teeth crammed in your little mouth, they’re perfectly formed, but they’re just very close together, which dentists are trained not to like. It’s actually a bit of a bonus not having to floss after every meal, but the dentist messed it up. And when the time comes for a nursing home – this is going to cause MAJOR problems, no one is going to floss your teeth! So, if only you could take my advice and don’t go to the dentist! - then you’re probably still wouldn’t need to floss regularly anyway, no food stuck in your mouth for decay to build up - just pay attention to what’s going on in your mouth after you eat. Oh, sometimes, they can hurt, this is NOT from decay, they just might be a little bit sensitive, because you had something too hot or too cold. Do not go to the dentists for any slight pain, otherwise if you tell a dentist, you were experiencing pain in a certain tooth – they will drill it and fil it, when really there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. (They did this 4 times, and caused extreme pain, so listen to my advice). I need to add the dentists in Sydney, are not like the dentists in Gunnedah, where there’s a three-month waiting list to get in, and they’re flat out busy all the time. They don’t need any more customers - but there are dentists in Sydney, who are just sitting around twiddling their thumbs, with no customers, waiting for someone to come in. And so, if a young woman comes in and tells them she’s got a toothache, they are going see what they can do, to charge the most money -even if there’s nothing wrong but mere sensitivity from the bowl of ice-cream you ate the night before. They do it. It’s theft. It’s a normal part of Sydney life which is not mentioned when you’re at school, so you don’t know about these things - you’re not prepared, school does not actually prepare you for life after school, for the real world. Use clove essential oil if there is any pain, wait till the next day, it’ll probably be okay. Clove oil will kill any bacteria, it’s very effective, it will stop decay in its tracks. Be careful with it. Potent. I put some on a small area of floss tape, and use it that way. If I get any toothache, I do that, and voilà! the pain is gone by next day. I also recommend only using Sensodyne toothpaste, that toothpaste adds a protective layer over the teeth, doubly ensuring no decay, use it from the get go as a child. And you need a super slim toothbrush for your petite mouth - I don’t think they even made those kinds of toothbrushes back then, so you have to buy a child’s one, until, I’d say 2020, is when they started making super slim ones!! So that’s 30 years you have to wait till they make a toothbrush specific for your mouth. Also, do not get your teeth ‘professionally’ cleaned by the dental assistant, not necessary. Most dentists are not familiar with petite mouths, and most dentist are male and old men - who have large hands, they have “man hands”. There’s no way someone with “man hands” can work on your petite mouth. Actually, I do believe someone at the Bundaberg clinic worked this out, and when I needed to have a filling replaced, they gave me a young Indian girl, who was very proficient, despite washing my mouth out with soap (no rinse sink at that place), she must have been from Facebook, I was banned from FB for apparently swearing. STUPID DOGS where ever you go. Just avoid dentists, unless in extreme pain. 29. Radio dogs from Triple J using Police Contacts to Harass and Victimize Major problem back in the day – thieving dogs seem to be totally attracted to working in radio stations. I no longer tune in to radio stations, as they knew/know when I’m out travelling around, they have friends in the police, they contact police and police target me, mainly for speeding (but anything they can get away with - it’s about money and having someone to victimize) it has bordered on the side of harassment, mm, no, it has been police harassment. So much so, when I went on a trip to Ballina, I had major stomach cramps and it was due to the fear of being pulled over by the police constant dog-edness. Bugger off police and bugger off stupid dogs on the radio - bimbos. I am not your personal mouse. I think that stupid short blonde girl who steals from me works at a radio station. So, the medaling dogs at the Gunnedah art gallery is aware of what’s goes on (in my past too) and scheme diabolical arty plans, kind of recreating incidents. Arrogant, condescending, pervy women. They are trying to ‘cure’ me – they are such condescending fucking morons. 30. Deal with Negative Issues you Silly Twits OMG! I am so sick of silly twits in the workplace who can’t handle MINOR workplace problems. In the workplace you are going to get problems, and negative issues, ALL THE time - that you have to deal with. You’re going to get stressful people, there’s going to be stressful times. STOP WHINGEING ABOUT MINER NEGATIVE ISSUES AND DEAL WITH IT, stop being so mentally weak, otherwise you might just get a BIG negative issue with REAL NUISANCE problems. • “OMG, someone spoke to you in a raised voice. Oooh no, what will you do? How will you cope? • And, oh, no, not an interruption, goodness, how will you remember where you were up to before! • And, oh, you don’t like my tone…, you poor little girl, why don’t you stop everything, stop doing your job, and just go home. • And, the very worst, someone asks you a question; oh dear, the worst annoyance ever!!” BTW, this concerns all types in the workplace, from courier drivers to lawyers – all guilty of not being able to handle small negative issues. You have no idea about being bullied, I know. Btw, I am pretty sure {as in I know for certain}, I have some stupid blonde girl stalking me for the last 30 years, as I called her up on her error (in a slightly annoyed way}, whilst she was attempting to make a DRs appointment. I mentioned it in my Dr experience, but to follow and stalk, harass a patient for this reason – this girl is beyond a stupid bimbo - she would have extreme mental health problems. Actually I've noticed on this topic, this is just the tip of the iceberg, so many people can't handle so many different things. So many women I have encountered especially housewives who can't handle any kind of crime information, like neighbours who steal; they don't want to know about it. If there's a rapist down the block, they certainly don't want to talk about that! They just can't handle anything negative. (Not being able to handle this btw, is a dysfunction, it's a mental problem). Same with old men; they only want happy barbie bimbo women! They can't handle women who have any kind of complaints or whinges, and when you're a woman, especially an older woman who knows how the world works, you have many complaints, (there's a lot of injustice in the world). This is such a problem for old men, that I would just automatically write off any man over the age of 50, they all seem to have these hang ups, and then don't get me started on their controll issues either. 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Those women who used to run ‘girl guides’ in Tamworth, should be DESTROYED. There’s no question in my mind about it. Absolutely despicable memories of girl guides: with women encouraging and teaching little girls to gang up and bully other girls who aren’t like them and don’t fit to the social norms YOU DISGUST ME. DISGUSTING. And hay you stupid NEGS Staff dogs -you have no right to go through girls’ dormitories and their personal belongings, who the fuck do you think you are? I know there’s so Life Stories P22 - 1. Supermarkets Playing Class I noticed this happening at Bundaberg Coles, I don't think it happens at every Coles, as at that time, I think this whole scenario, I feel was influenced by one of my neighbours, who happen to be friends with my landlord, and who, after I had been living there for some time I realised that my landlord was actually a sister of a girl I went to school with she had changed her name, I had previously met her 30yrs prior, aswell her friend Winifried. I wrote about Winifried at the school library, he had some sort of issue feeling threatened by someone at a private school, although I suspect he did attend a private school. I don't know how this person is involved with Coles, but I know he is because of the Almond story and re delivery drivers literally stealing my food en route. {He would automatically go into the “thieving arsehole” category, and anyone influenced by him, such as the delivery drivers, and or packing girls, would automatically also fall into the “completely stupid” category. So back then (2021), after I wrote my story, which I can't even find, {probably stolen}, I made some comments about, if your child eats correctly, healthy and is given all the nutrition that they need; then if that someone was from a low income family, they can grow up to ‘play’ in the same arena as a high income person, and compete evenly, (and win) - that's how important food is. So, after I wrote it, I noticed Coles changed all of their highly nutritious foods to be way more expensive, and they put the prices down on ‘junk’ food - a clear thing I observed them do when I was shopping online from the comfort of my living room at that time. AND I was outraged by it - it is clear example of stupid little girls playing class. At one point I thought they were literally encouraging low-income people to buy bad quality foods to ensure that they CANNOT PLAY in the same arena as wealthy people – like they were so offended by my words: “AS IF a poor person would be able to compete with me!” it’s like arrogant greedy, social, climbing women who work at the supermarkets, were having so much fun at playing class, that the concept of treating everyone equally was just to absurd for them. So, they deliberatley try to inflict high fat/sugar/salt foods, (that ultimately will kill them) on ‘bargain hunters’. So this could be 100% online IT nerds, they have the arrogance to do that. But who knows ALL the guilty parties. Newsflash: you cannot sell rotten fruit at a discounted price. I mentioned in one of my stories, that I lived in a house that had a Walnut tree; I was able to taste fresh walnuts off the tree, and they were unbelievable, completely different from the walnuts that you purchased at the supermarket, so delicious - because basically I didn’t like walnuts before, but when I had one of these ones, it was really palatable and yummy. Unusual. So, if you’re a person with a backyard, then it is beyond your best wishes to fill it with edible fruit and nut trees, because the supermarkets are catering for the masses with failures left right and centre. If you are sick of hearing (passively aggressively) that only wealthy people should be able to eat good food, then plant fruit and nut trees, and grows vegetables (such a huge difference in flavour between freshly grown organic vegetables and the supermarket varieties, HUGE). You cannot rely on the supermarket to look after your child – you have to provide good food. I really find it odd how so many gardens and public spaces are devoid of fruit and nut trees; there ought to be so much fruit growing that people would want to give away and swap without any thought to expense or greed. The fact that this is not the case, I can only put it down to most Australians are still asleep at the wheel. Wakey Wakey Ozzy Oi Oi Oi! 2. 2025 Monthly Brilliance Award This is an award, that I give to people are just plain outstanding at making their bit of the world a better place - and ought to be recognised for it. No discrimination between the ‘alive now’, or the dead! And a (so far) ‘spiritually’ given award! I am trying to ‘will’ a lotto win to make it a $50 monthly award  December 2025 Beethoven for demanding extra keys with higher notes to be added to the piano November 2025 People improving construction; well done Lennartz of Germany for first producing carbide-tipped circular, cermet-carbide circular and saw blades. Then the thin-kerf, disposable cermet-tipped circular saws by the japaneses Kanefusa and Tenryu. Plus Horst Doepcke and Arno Willemeit for the "Braunschweig geometry" for carbide teeth. October 2025 John llham; genius small businessman from Melbourne; single-handedly came up with a better way than Telstra to make mobile phones available for everyone. Telstra are indebt to him. September 2025 John Dunsworth, dad of dare I say it, 10 kids, but then making sure he gave each of those 10 kids, a plot of land to build their home!! August 2025 George Cadbury not just for his chocolate, but for his ethics; he was a true hero. July 2025 Mary Anderson for inventing the windscreenwiper and not getting any credit for it June 2025 Ghostnet removers - retrieve the nets that disgusting, careless, non-thinking fisherman discard into the ocean which kills hundreds if not thousands of fish in a cruel manner. May 2025 All the numerous coconut waste utilizers; so many ways to reuse the waste fibre. April 2025 Geraldine Anderson or is it Jerry Jensen - there seems to be some misinformation out there, but I am referring to the woman who brought about ‘court enforcement’ for child support after a divorce. March 2025 Phil McCrory for observing hair/fur absorbs oil in water, better than anything, and went into partner with Lisa Gautier to create mats to soak up hopeless BP tanker oil spills. February 2025 Woollies del driver couldn't get truck up drive in the rain, instead of calling me, this guy unpacked my groceries and carried them up the 600m hill driveway for me. January 2025 Brian Hart (Bike Index), recovered $30 million worth of stolen 3. Proof for Some Reason, Intojobs car Harassing me Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re Workforce Australia Someone was showing me this beautiful spot in Switzerland, it was so scenic, giant green mountains and gorgeous waterfalls, a quaint village. In the middle of the landscape, we the viewer, saw a train go through, just gently, quietly gliding by. - There were no idiots in cars, tooting and beeping, like there are in Australia. Compared to the Swiss, Australians are just completely mentally retarded bogan car rev heads (who drive within the speed limit). {stupid police} I think IntoJobs and Aimbig are having some sort of competition, and the loser gets beeped at by the other, as in 'ha ha beep beep you lose toot toot'. And in the process, they somehow seem to be using me; pervs, and stalking me. It is purely about money. I have naught to do with either of them, I only see their cars following me, and hear their CONSTANT tooting. I put in a complaint of harassment - did not hear back from them or Workforce Australia. I did a 2nd one to this story as it is a BIG DEAL - wake up Gov: this story is very relevant to my whole life, as to WHO ELSE is guilty. Proof for Some Reason, IntoJobs car Harassing me on Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean, for my foot. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company 'from Facebook'. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs who follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Could he possibly understand?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me at the bowser, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars - distraction, all those carhoons do is steal. But it is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing, that they don’t get caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR ME and women in general – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. QLD Idiots. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking, as their stupidity, does not tell them its inappropriate}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. {I had to go in for Drs app, they stole out of my car in IGA carpark, plus police were stalking me}. But they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police, maybe that's why police have started stalking me? It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. They are CUNTS. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned, they're just some sicko creeps who are stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what, I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) we don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. Someone told me it's workforce Australia who are harassing me, they are using unemployed people to do it, to drive their cars and harass me - like for a fun activity, as that the jobs providers wants to be really cool and “in” with unemployed people, so they're getting them to drive cars.....I don't know if that's true, actually it sounds exactly like what people would do with their friends - I know that's what they do in the entertainment industry; they get unemployed actors to do all of this fake news stuff, like in the hundreds, they get hundreds of thousands of unemployed people, to act out scenarios for the news networks. They pay them - it's such a waste of money, it's unbelievable. Not to mention a total lie, and deception for society with fake news. Bit of jobs provider copycat going on? So, I put in a complaint to Workforce Australia as well, and did not hear back from them. So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. What I would really like is for some fancy lawyer to sue the Governments pants off, about this stalking issue. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? I have since also received 2 speeding tickets in 6mnths from the police (one NOT speeding), and am being stalked by them, and my plants and seeds that I sell (I have a business, Farm Plants and Seeds, arranged by 2 jobs providers in Gunnedah, I suspect they are stealing any money I make from the people who buy my plants - like they are picking on my customers through me and in the process leaving me in the red, whilst telling people I am rich. They are totally antagonistic; FUCK OFF YOU LUNATICS WHO JUST WANT TO ANTAGONIZE ME. FUCK OFF 4. More QLD skills and less QLD alcos, plus “Swapping” Thievery This story was stolen, so I’m going to rewrite it. I’ve noticed a distinct lack of skills in Queensland. Maybe about 20 years ago in NSW, politicians came up with a plan to increase skills in NSW (I personally believe this was motivated due to all the dogs that follow me around - they were so obvious, that it was hard not to notice). So, their plan was to send a lot of people off to uni or Tafe to learn a skill, there was incentives implemented to do so. They termed it “education nation”. I feel after living in NSW, and now compared to living in Qld, it worked, and the same mission needs to be applied to Queenslanders, so, if I have a small appliance that needs to be repaired or a small engine, like my sewing machine, or generator, it can be fixed. And if I need advice on an electrical inverter, I can receive it – you cannot do this as things are in 2025. No electricians, no repairers, no savviness. There are other areas I can see where there’s a lacking, like, food preparation; bakeries (croissant‘s), and the whole massage industry; with different techniques of massage. {oooh is that why that shiatsu guy and his wife were in Mackay?.....since I did not go there, he accused me of stealing – what an arshole.} Anyway, and of course the pride factor in the attitude towards doing a good job, this is an area that well needs to be improved. Don’t be afraid to be a tall poppy. It just so happens that I’ve had some major back problems over the last three weeks (2021). I went to the Chyro, but I don’t think it’s a problem he can fix, I think it’s just a kind of a muscle problem, maybe a strain, and I need a good masseur, I thought I’ll have a little look online, I mean occasionally I look for masseur, but I can never afford them, and I really am not prepared to spend a lot of money on someone who doesn’t come recommended. I know there would be quite a few in Bundaberg who would not have the qualifications or the intuition to be good. {in 2025 the Dr said my back pain was from my Scoliosis – well good to know. BUT JUST EXACTLY WHY DID THE DR I SAW IN GIN GIN NOT TELL ME THIS?????? – see case in point skills shortage. Swapping Thievery - items ‘swapped’ over for poorer quality or broken items. “Break and enter” • Quality dark cocoa from America swapped for pale cocoa. • Premium petrol for the mower swapped for regular. • My good fabric scissors swapped for same brand blunt and damaged ones. • Sharp machine needles swapped for blunts. • Black lycra swapped for navy lycra. • 2” rural ag pipe swapped for a 6m length that was folded in half. • I know there would be heaps more that I am not fully aware of and or did not keep track of over the years. Heaps of Kmart items swapped over – retailers / shoppers are doing it. Little girls are doing it. All would have been done by WOMEN – your thievery nature disgusts me. I will put in a separate story about the scissors, I thought I had written about it, but appears to be missing. It was my story about when I was 18 and my mum took me to Greenfields to purchase materials on my Tafe supply list that they gave me before term started. The sales girls gave me this ginormous pair of fabric scissors’ I mean they were huge! The biggest scissors you have ever seen. Big black handle and big thick metal blades. And, well, my hands are like the erst of my body, petite! I'm not sure what that sales girl was thinking, perhaps not thinking at all or perhaps she just wanted to get rid of items that were not selling? More likely. I think maybe these scissors were man's tailors, like an Italian tailors scissors – and male tailors are a rare and dying breed. Anyway, so over the years in the “rag trade” every so often all the girls would get together and get their scissors sharpened, and for some reason they could never do mine, they could do everybody else's, but not mine. I don't know whether the scissor sharpening guy was just being discriminative or if there's something genuinely wrong with my big scissors – you would think being big, they would be extra easy. Who knows. But after my mum died I inherited her red fabric scissors, she actually had 3 pairs for some reason, all identical red ones. So, my blunt black pair was relegated to the tool room for cutting irrigation pipe – did a pretty good job actually. Then also over the years that I have had the 3 red ones, I'm fairly certain they've been stolen and swapped for really blunt ones. Plus, I still have had problems getting them sharpened, only seemed to get “half sharpened”, again, don’t know if the scissor guy is just completely unskilled, or discriminative? But I know those red ones can be sharpened. And I'm not sure why that scissor story would have been stolen. I wrote that when I was at Gin Gin, 2020/2021. I noticed there's heaps of stories I wrote at Gin Gin have been stolen. What the. 5. Fear Mongering me Personally I am finally writing about this today in more detail I have mentioned it a few times, a lot of people fear monger, but it's usually not really a personal thing to me. Some people just do it in general. If you go on Facebook you can see it occasionally. But yesterday when I was on Facebook they were fear mongering badly, and it was definitely a targeted thing, like they know now when I'm online, and they track me, they do all sorts of stupid things, atm, for maybe a year or so now, they are trying to make me afraid of blondes. This may have something to do with the fact that I have a stupid short blonde girl who stalks and steals from me, and I frequently write about it….. so, they're doing this in a very weird and passive aggressive manners by inserting blondes in pertinent moments, and telling them what to do and say to me (further confirming my suspicions). Same with the cars driving past my driveway, turning around driving back, constantly – using motorbikers and big black American boofhead cars - THIS is fear mongering. They are really trying hard – without seemingly so. (Afraid to get into to trouble for it – such irony!) You would think after constantly following me around all these years, they would have an inkling about my nature, my personality – but no – they stoopid. I had mentioned before; some thieves, if they can't steal from you when you're awake during the day, because you pay attention, then they'll steal from you at night when you're literally asleep; they have a skill set which can just further keep you “comfortable and relaxed” so that you don't wake up in alarm if you hear a noise. It's kind of like the opposite of fear mongering for them. So some of the fearmonger have also worked out, that they too can do it when I'm asleep. I remember the first time it happened, I woke up and I'm like, what the hell's going on! because I was just not familiar with the feelings of fear - it took me awhile to grasp ‘oh that's fear’. So you can deal with it quite easily once you know what's going on and are awake, but when you're asleep you don't have all those brain connections working. They can really cause some damage from stress at night. Those people will be going to hell. This all started back around 2016 or so, there was some girl, some stupid jealous dog, it could've been Katie Carter (?) or someone from tv industry (?) she asked the question (not sure who to) “why isn't she afraid” – she was referring to me. I have mentioned on my blog, that I'm not a fearful person. I mean, I have a normal fear response to bad situations, but the reason why I'm not a fearful person is because of my father. He was not a fear monger. He just wasn't. He wasn't a big ogre, like some parents are. {lol, weird how so many of those bloody dogs get major things wrong – stoopid dogs. I guess it’s a thing “if she’s single, it must be because of her father”. WRONG. LOL! Again – time out, while I hold my belly. (They are so arrogant, and think they are so superior - yet they got this wrong!!!! LOL!!. – I spelt it out on my blog already, I am not going to repeat it here. Anyway, so because this girl asked that question. I've had people trying to inflict fear on me, like a challenge. So, they want to see fear. They are nuts, and had a father who fear mongered (or mother I guess). Sickos. It seems to be women doing it too. And they are far and widespread, a cult of sickoes. They're the same people who try to make me angry. Like that story on my “The Looking Game, The Sign Game, The Winning Losing Game, and The AM & PM Game” - if I go to Kmart, problems are ’arranged’ specifically for me, with the sole point of trying to make me feel uncomfortable, they send in ‘dogs’. I asked once ‘who arranges the dogs Kmart’, and I was told “the staff, management, the manager, hands out $25 vouchers to people in the mall, outside, as I arrive in the car park, so there's a big influx of people instore just before I walk in”, which in turn means that I have to wait for extended periods for my click and collect, which is meant to be ready when I arrive. (30 minutes it took them once). So, to the cult of “how can we piss off Emily Bieman” and “make her afraid”: it is not my fault you had a cunt mother or arshole father….. I mean, I am doing my best to try to raise the standard of parenting in Australia – as it is a huge widespread problem, affecting many kids who turn into adults and carry these dysfunctions. Mothers generally are the root cause of all problems. So, since I am trying my best to help “your kind” - stop taking your personal frustrations out on me. Go see a shrink. 6. Security Cameras I need to talk about security cameras; back in 2015, after I realised I was being targeted as a victim to steal from, by petty thievers/stupid people, I purchased a CCTV camera system for the house. It had 8 cameras and a big 2TB storage unit. It was kind of expensive, $1000 thereabouts. And cost $20 a month to run. (Well, that’s how much the bill changed if I had it switched on/or off). Ultimately did it deter the thieves: NO, it did not. Because, being dogs, they knew I had a cctv system, and they would just switch my power off, which means that there was no cameras recording while they broke, entered and stole - they switched my power off dozens, if not hundreds of times, like every time I went out, the cameras would be switched off, I'd come home and discover the power had been switched off; all my clocks were flashing, I had to reset everything. At one point this happened every single time I left the house and went into town. I would say from 2016 onwards. So, then I really tried to limit the amount of times I went in to town -like once every 3 mnths. I got a second big freezer. I tried pad locking the gate. I tried getting the police to get of their lazy car arses and do something about it – but nothing deterred the thieves. So, for the organised dogs who are stealing from me, there is no point having cameras. I should not have wasted my money – but, there are 2 different types of thieves, aside from the main ones who steal from me, the organised dog network, there are just opportunists who see me, then follow me, in hopes to steal from me. So, cameras deter those kinds of people, they're not organised, or from a network of criminals who watch every move I make to see how they can steal. Although some will stalk me and hang out at the neighbours place watching what I do all week, until they think they have me figured out, and make their move. They did that at Gin Gin and they do it here. The neighbours encourage them. Some neighbours are fucked people. So back in 2015 or so, there were no iPads or camera phone, I had an iPod, but that didn't have camera recording on it like our phones do now. So since then, over the year I have added my devices as security, as they do not require power. Now initially these worked well against the organized female dog network who steal from me. When I first got them they lasted eight hours recording! (they definitely don't last that long anymore). But then of course the thieves have come up with ways to hack devices and switch them off, and or steal whole recordings or photos, which they do I see them hacking my devices all the time – I even got the Ip address of 2 of them, but no one knows what to do with such info, the QLD police instead of doing anything about it, fined me $1000 in fake car tickets. Thieves can also hack the security software that I have installed: I purchased (instead of a CCTV camera at my new address), I have Tapo security cameras that don't need cables - so I just have to hook the camera up and they work by Wi-Fi. So, if it's Wi-Fi then it can be hacked easily, like it seems to me that even the high school boys next door can do it, the perverts can do it in the hopes that I've got a camera set up in a private area, which of course I do not. I really only purchased them to deter the bush turkeys from digging up my garden – it has a loud speaker alarm on motion detect, which is a great deterrent, although as far as deterrents go, I found my motion detection lights are the best are deterring bandicoots from digging up my garden at night, the ones I got are brilliant, $10 each, portable solar ones, except they are not water proof, so putting them in the sun, and not rain, is a little challenging - but doable! (from Temu!) I have 4 around the house. So, for instance, if I set up the iPad camera, press record, come back two minutes later and see that it is recording still, a few times, I saw that NOT still recording, like after 1 minute it just switched off, so no reason, it just did. But, I have discovered if I disconnect Wi-Fi, Bluetooth and mobile Internet, then it doesn't do that, I mean it didn't do it for a couple of years, but then only last month it did do it again, and there was no Internet connection - so I don't know how the dog managed to do that? I did see them experimenting, in cars, whilst driving: when I was driving down to the letter box, I was recording my speedometer {because I'm having problems with the Sarina and Mackay police, QLD Police, giving me fake speeding tickets (3), when I was not speeding (at least for 1 of them for sure), so I have a camera on my speedometer now, and I saw them switch it off in the middle of recording, I wasn't speeding - I think they were just trying it, like testing their equipment; I had recently mentioned on Facebook, that I have a camera on my speedometer now. So, they're trying to set up a way that they can win in court - BY CHEATING - the police do this. So not only the computer nerd high school boy next door - but the police. So, this behaviour confirms my recent theory that it is the police stealing from me in petty crime manner. They are the female dog network?? So, if you read this, you might feel there's no point in having security cameras at all, but I do believe they have saved me on other occasions, like I know if I wear my body camera out - which I do all the time, the harassment I'm used to getting has mostly been eradicated. When I first started doing it I caught dogs red-handed on camera stealing from me at the checkout, harassing me, but after I put that online, it has not happened again. EXTREMEMLY EFFECTIVE. Very beneficial having a camera record everything I do, when I go out into public. AND, not only to prevent people from behaving badly, and be awake, (yeah, great job parents of Australia – why don’t you keep your bimbo daughters asleep and in zomby mode???), but it's a really good record of events, particularly if I go to the doctor; sometimes, you just don't really realise that that you miss things that they're talking about – like a doctor would have a lot of good information when they speak, so it's good to be able to go back and check the conversation, when they were explaining some medical thing to you. A couple of times when I checked the convo, I saw/heard I had missed something; and I'm a pretty good listener compared to most people that I encounter, so, I encourage everybody to actually record their doctors sessions, at least. Quick mention re carcam – brilliant, so good, that the criminal dog network who follow me, (everywhere I go), literally break my camera so I can’t use it, I have purchased 3 so far, and it cost $400 for the wiring, they just break it, easy as pie. So it needs to be built in by the manufacturer at the least. My camera also records inside the car after I have switched engine off for 1/2hr or so, which is SUPER BRILLIANT, as thugs (organized by the female dogs), break into my car, in the carpark, and take things out of the car, whatever is in there, they take, they don’t seem to care what it is. Glasses was there no 1 item in Gunnedah – dozens of them have been stolen from me. 7. Complaints being ignored, so Social Media post on FB re WorkForce Australia Someone was showing me this beautiful spot in Switzerland, it was so scenic, giant green mountains and gorgeous waterfalls, a quaint village. In the middle of the landscape, we the viewer, saw a train go through, just gently, quietly gliding by. - There were no idiots in cars, tooting and beeping, like there are in Australia. Compared to the Swiss, Australians are just completely mentally retarded bogan car rev heads (who drive within the speed limit). {stupid police} I think Intojobs and Aimbig are having some sort of competition, and the loser gets beeped at by the other, as in 'ha ha beep beep you lose toot toot'. And in the process, they somehow seem to be using me; pervs, and stalking me. It is purely about money. I have naught to do with either of them, I only see their cars following me, and hear their CONSTANT tooting. I put in a complaint of harassment - did not hear back from them or Workforce Australia. I did a 2nd one to this story: and I may if it elsewhere on here, but very relevant to my whole life, as to who else is guilty. Proof for Some Reason, IntoJobs car Harassing me on Sunday afternoon during Cyclone, plus 3 other cars Ok, this car was following me and harassing me a couple of weeks ago at Woollies on Sunday afternoon in the middle of the cyclone - harassing me in the form of beeping. So, they were not parked there, they had just pulled in after me, started beeping madly at me, then took off. I have seen that car 15 times over the last 2yrs every time I leave the house (I don't get out much). It is them who is stalking me and stealing from me?? I have complained numerous times on this blog about the fact that I am being followed and harassed wherever I go by dogs. Infact I will include a little story to show by example how the dogs affect my life: I hired a little boat with driver, so I could try and do a cold-water treatment out in the ocean. I was out there for 3hrs but it didn't work, the water wasn't cold enough, I wasn't relaxed enough, and didn't have proper flotation device. Anyway, there was a couple that took me out there, their boat hire company from Facebook. So, I was talking to them for quite some time out there too, and I was expressing some interest in taking a diving course because it involves being in deep water for a long time: thought it might be good for my foot!! So, the guy, he was really enthusiastic about this, and he wanted to do the diving course with me up at Airlie Beach!! I thought at the time it was very nice of him to say, but I could not even fathom the concept of actually doing this, as aside from money related problems, I mean, what am I meant to say to him: “well I might appear like a normal person but really I'm not because I have these stupid dogs that follow me around everywhere I go, and they like to playsides, by that I mean: if you're friends with me they'll start attacking you, until you are no longer friends and are infact an arshole – you will not be able to help yourself, as they are so manipulative and most people are really naive – so its best I do not harbor any friends.” !! Would he be offended at such reality? Would he believe it?? Probably not, people do not like the ugly truth in my experience. I could give more examples, like friends on Facebook, and girls at Tafe, but I can’t be bothered. And {Good luck getting a job in Australia if you don’t have any friends}. So back to that Sunday afternoon when I went to do a grocery pick up at Sarina Woollies, it happened to be in the middle of a cyclone so there was nobody out and about. It was only lucky that I could get in as the water was right up at the Sarina Bridge, but as there was no one else about, the dogs were really obvious: I could see them plain as day. Aside from that blue IntoJobs car, there were 2 Toyota Hilux’s and a white SUV, all driving around me. One of them squirted water on me in a puddle; they couldn’t resist, because they are stupid. And I think they may have stolen $15 from me, but I am not sure as I was distracted – in my extensive experience, that’s why they need 4 cars. It is odd that they used a car with the logo on it “IntoJobs” – these people do not want to be caught and sued, usually maybe this time they want to be caught?? Like it’s a thing that they don’t be caught, so they can accuse me of being crazy “what, no one is following you – you are paranoid”. IT’S A BIG THING FOR WOMEN – this accusation. But this beeping is a typical example of how they harass me: they drive up to me beep and then drive off, it happens all the time, started happening frequently at Gin Gin in 2020. {Usually, its women who do it – most people think men are the real arsholes and predators in life, but I can assure, women are way worse, especially when it comes to stalking}. It's incredibly annoying, a total nuisance, and at this point, after years, it's total torment. Psychological torment. I don't feel safe after that incident a couple of weeks ago to drive back into Sarina. As they are also somehow doing damage to my car: Car people are involved with the IntoJobs people. I did report them to police. It’s like they're all friends and they have decided that I am the common enemy - because they are stupid - they're stupid people. I am sick of seeing people’s weakness. I also sent this photograph to IntoJobs, I have their email because there was an incident when Centrelink said that I have to go and speak to someone at IntoJobs (the tyrannical bitch said this - of course I did not really have to, because I have a medical certificate) - eventually I got onto a “proper person” who said “oh yes, no you don't have to go see them”, after I already gone and saw them, as they stopped my payments – see what they do. Really think about that. So, I've had nothing to do with this company since that mess up. As far as I'm concerned they're just some sicko creeps who is stalking me. After I put in my complaint in with IntoJobs, I didn't hear back from them of course, so I complained again, (I just sent them the same email, but this time told them not to be such fucking cowards). I still haven't heard back from them. Should I start harassing them in turn?? Call them up every day, yell at them, verbally harass them, go into their office and take things?? Accuse them of being crazy, ‘what I’m not harassing you, I’m not really even here’?? See how they like it? Fucking idiots. I know in the past if you complain to Centrelink about jobs providers they don't do anything, plus if you persist with a complaint (as some of them are truly evil, and do worse than mere stalking and verbal harassment), they'll say “they (as in Centrelink) don't have anything to do with the jobs providers, and that the Department of Education is the person who is in charge of jobs providers.” This is what they've told me, word for word: I'm not sure if it's true, but if you complain to the Department of Education, still nothing happens. So, I'm writing this on my blog, plus I've also sent this to the Morning Bulletin, I believe they can do something about it, but there's dogs on Facebook, and they have deleted, or I think they banned me from Morning Bulletin page, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm unable to comment on their page anymore, so I just sent them an email directly. You know for a government department to stalk and harass and torture someone over a period of years: this is grounds for Sueing, and up for thousands: who do you think you are? 8. Bad Neighbours: Top 10 Nuisance Behaviors 1. Spray poison on my side of the fence killing all trees and plants there. 2. Get manipulated by blonde members of the community and “play sides” against me for no reason. 3. Stare into my garden, watch me in my garden, commentate my gardening, and later steal gardening work. 4. Sneak in to house when they saw door left open when I’m hanging washing. 5. Play loud music. And at inappropriate times. 6. Bang and tap, plus rev cars – for point of doing stupid “plan” signs. Verbally harass with nonsensical yelling. Then get members of the community to do exactly the same thing. 7. Use their child as a pervforming puppet. 8. Tries to justify theft: steals my potting mix, using the excuse to herself: because their wood chips they laid down last year, washed down onto my driveway, and as I clear the driveway, then accusing me of stealing wood chips - lunatic drunk dog. 9. Are home on the weekends and cannot amuse themselves, (due to stupidity), so stare at my house and devise plans to steal. 10. Play with cars, use them to do signs and rev to wake up in middle of night. 9. Comedy of Errors - 7 Dishwashers So Far, over 10 years It's about time I wrote about this. I've just kind of briefly hovered around the subject. I state I have dogs follow me wherever I go, but one of the main things they do is organise scenarios and situations; so they'll place people in the places that I'm going, it is like they want to control the whole situation of what I'm doing during the day. Sometimes it works to my benefit, sometimes NOT. You can be sure if you have someone trying to control you in the first place – they are going to have extreme mental health problems – including not knowing what is appropriate and what is not. So, they're so cocky and arrogant now after all these years, that they literally throw tantrums if I deviate from “their” intended plan (which obviously I know nothing about). I can really see their evil nature; you can be sure it is female doing it; trying to impress men and each other. I can see stupid. Btw, this tantrum for not getting what you want is such a problem now, I would like to say: Idiot: You have to actually say what you want, it’s no good just implying what you want or doing signs about what you want. You literally have to verbally communicate to me what you want. Anything else is just plain stupid. Another way I can see their evilness is the ‘comedy of errors’ situation, they think it will be funny and amusing to create “muck up situations” - along the lines of Shakespeare's Comedy of Errors play. If you have seen such a play, one that is done cleverly, it is really funny. Certain situations where nothing's turning out, so much so, that it becomes comical. So these cunts are doing this exact same thing they're trying to amuse themselves by mucking up all my situations - just because they can see, and don’t give a dam. “oh she has a plan for the day – lets see girls if we can interrupt it as much as possible”. Might be amusing for those bored bitches, but it sure as hell isn't amusing for me. A perfect example is taking my induction into the repair shop in Mackay, and they refused to fix it, sighting: “it was too dirty to fix”. AS IF, too dirty! Honestly, clean as, I had only just that morning had it sitting on my bed. {And that’s the whole point of Induction cook top – it’s a breeze to clean aside from the electricity saving feature and ease of use! – I miss using it badley}. So as a result of those stupid women, (there was about 5 of them in the reception- all dogs). I don't have my good induction, and I can't take any other appliance there, like my leaking Fisher and Paykel, all because of those stupid cunts discriminate in order to aid the other stupid cunts to ‘control the situation’, and muck it up. So those cunts doing that back then, it was in 2024, were the same stupid women who stole my spare good tyre, mucked up my tooth at the Mackay hospital, stole another $500 in police entrapment speeding ticket, missed the butcher because of it, stole a furniture screw from the car, and most likely arranged all the dog followers who follow me around in cars - there was a lot of people (not just stupid cunt women) involved in mucking up my day as much as they could. Oh, they also did something to my car and made it make a loud noise. Anyway, I made a YouTube video about the dishwashers , so I won't repeat, but I have literally spent thousands of dollars on simply trying to own a benchtop dishwasher as a renter – all you need is a dishwasher, life is significantly improved, honestly it makes all the difference; I used to spend a solid 2hrs every day doing the dishes NOT ANY MORE!! (renting is the root cause of this issue, others have a problem with it, and female cunt jealousy – Fisher and Paykel is highly desirable, WAS). Note, there is nothing actually funny about this story. I do believe those cunts who mucked up my day, along with the rest of Australia, are being punished for their bully antics on that particular day in Mackay, (mass petrol increases) but as far as I'm concerned it won't be enough. Not be confused with the whole Venezuela tyrannical PM situation -thats not the reason, this is the reason, be nice top the girl or bad things will happen!! Ha ha! 11. Aa a 12. Mo A 13. R E 14. 2022 Monthly Brilliance Award Ta 15. Naming and shaming thieves was one of the main reasons I created my FB group , (Amongst other ra 16. 2024 Monthly Brilliance Award Ta 17. Some of the People who Cross our Path are set in Stone Aa 18. Overcrowding in a Typical Suburban House Ta 19. Collage of Stolen Hats; Stolen and Karmic Dept Story Aa 21. a I Wa a 25. a Ia 26. 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Air to ground source heat exchange (2m deep). Location matched (weather appropriate architecture). Internal Walls - Mycelium insulation panels, no formaldehyde or polystyrofoam anywhere Winter sun shining inside parts of house Wheelchair access in the entire house (every house, unit) Automatic windows and doors that shut depending on weather. Entrance: Cave like water grotto entrance Atrium/glasshouse? Shoe/scarf/hat/ spot – alcove room with huge wood pillar to lean against whilst putting on/off boots and seat/shelves. Heavy big entrance door. Mulberry Tree enclosed atrium for silkworms Kitchen: Massive ceiling with vertical skylights for pm sun–then big windows for am sun, self cleaning ones! Kitchen window planter boxes with sliding flyscreens, self-watering/ non-aluminium.Vegetable hydroponic tower? Silent Fan in kitchen to take fumes outdoors/ proper rangehood/window splashback, no knobs Narrow open galley kitchen. Walk in pantry. Concealed garbage/compost. Slim lid drawer. 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Motorised electric roof section, opens and closes at whim Fancy architraves everywhere,. Art Nouveau cornices Exercise walker glider machine and Inversion table! Bedroom: Bedroom with morning sun and stained glass windows. Huge. window seat for cats. Huge room and light switch at bed and door. Soundproof retreat from bothersome neighbours. Roll out bed to veranda in the sun or stargazing. En suite. Big mirrors. Stargazing window too. Padded velvet bedhead. Walk-in Wardrobe, solar tunnels in ceiling where necessary Maybe 2 spare bedrooms too. All with view of some sort, if only a garden quadrangle view. Bathroom/laundry/Toilet: Huge size, Linen closet in bathroom. LIGHT so no mould. Light, possible perforated steel over window? Artycrafty. That Ocean storm photo as theme with matching colour scheme. High deep sink. Steam Shower, 2 saunas, spa. Big bathroom CCTV Stone / slate, cave like?, wet room with hose. 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I will further put here the deliberate sickness by Centrelink cunts - I firmly believe there is some short blonde girl and others, responsible for forcing upon me, the whole scam slave labour ‘work for the doll’ program at the nursing home, because she knew if I was put in a nursing home I would get sick, because she believes that low income people get sick and high income people are healthy (she is fully mentally retarded in the head), Life Stories P4 2009 Emily Bieman at Tulcumbah 1. It all comes down to pure food jealousy This is the kind of activities that gets you kicked out of Rentals. It all comes down to pure food jealousy Usually, Female thieves are a result of stupid mothers who have more than 1 or 2 kids, it’s a 3rd/4th born jealousy thing - it carries through their whole life. BUT There is a phenomenon called “Gold Star Dog Problem” I will explain - I finally put this together when I realized I have little dogs who are jealous of my food/clothes/things/fabrics/whole life, and try to sabotage them, they do it on any item of good quality, sometimes they even swap item over for poorer quality and don't think that I will notice like the quality cocoa from America and premium petrol for the mower. It's a gold star dog problem, that is taught by primary school teachers (particularly in Gunnedah) who brainwash them into believing that if a person is not of a certain standard, then they are not deserving of anything good, like the gold star in 5th class - So these little girls apply the same principle in adult life, but substituting the gold stars for good quality items or lifestyle, they just love playing 'teacher'. They are completely stupid. (My home and business that I had put 10yrs backbreaking work into was ‘stolen’ from me for this reason. 2018) – do your kids a favour and home school them, and keep them out of the general community. By the way little birdie told me when I eat really good food, I’m kind of verbal about it, as in I may sound, actually, just a bit, like I’m perhaps, on my way to climaxing! And so, it was this particular part about the whole good food situation, that they especially didn’t like! (I outdrew them all.... misogynist 101 - Misogynist, men who hate seeing women WIN (and women)) I want to add, I have noted on my website, some foods that I definitely know have been stolen whilst I was at Rangari, a lot, actually. I’ve done photo stories about them. But I strongly suspect that they were lots of foods taken that I didn’t really notice, I mean it’s not like I kept track of everything I picked, harvest, preserved and stored. But if there were things that I did notice, there’s bound to be many things that I didn’t notice. And you know what, the people who were stealing from me, are ‘dumb’ people, I was surrounded by neighbours who couldn’t think to do things like grow their own good food, then they see me, someone they have no respect for, enjoying these good things, {I ought to add, I don’t drink or socialize, so I save a lot of money this way, and can spend it on extra good edible plants and flowers}, I really was on a “food” journey. I recall saving my money at one point (this was very hard when not working) so I could try some new cheeses, (cheese money!), as they were doing a cheese special on my then fav show “food lovers” on SBS, and I realised so far in my life, I hadn’t really had any good cheese, ever! So, I managed to purchase about 5 different cheeses, it was pretty good, I definitely enjoyed those few weeks of trying good cheeses. But then after they ran out, I had to go back to my budget cheese, and Oooh, yuk, so horrid I could not eat it. It took about 5 years before I could eat budget cheese again! I was also inspired by The Cook and The Chef on the ABC; I could just go out to my garden, pick what was ripe, and do a little variation of what they had shown on show! I really learnt to appreciate fresh food and flavour, they actually talked about “peasant food” how it was thought of as not very good, when in actual fact is extremely good, very healthy and fresh - gourmet. Anyway, back to food jealousy story; because they think I am “no one” - not even married, I’m just a single woman out there on my own, the jealous dogs help themselves - they are so disgusting, but more to the point their stupidity, is what really comes across to me. Like, they are showing me exactly how stupid they are, I’m basically getting this message of “stupidity” shoved down my throat, all the time. By the way, one time I found myself at one of my neighbours, I actually heard my neighbour tell her daughter when I was at the door, “who is it mummy? it’s no one dear”. And I just want to say about that, I mean I don’t care if that silly twit woman thinks that I’m ‘no one’, she’s obviously one of the stupid people I’m talking about, (related to Tydd), but by saying what she did, I believe, it goes into the collective consciousness, and it’s a statement that works adversely for me in the future. It’s kind of like cursing someone. 2. 2009 Emily Bieman with dad‘s lotto story I don’t gamble: not even scratchies, I’ve always thought the pokies was just this ridiculous concept and one would have to be ‘dumb’ to hand your money over to a machine, plus everyone knows, the ‘house’ always wins. Although every Christmas I buy a million-dollar lotto ticket, for my dream house. So far, I haven’t won. I have a scratchies story; every week my dad came home from work with scratchies for the kids (he was a bit of a lotto buff, as some yrs before, he actually won the big one! How bout that - on a scratchy! (Off to private school for me, and a new Ford Falcon for the family!!) Anyway, every week, us 3 kids would scratch our tickets, and my sister and I, we would never win, maybe once I won $5, I think, I don’t think Penny ever won. But Daniel on the other hand, not kidding, he won every single week, $5, $10, $15, $25, or even $50! Talk about lucky!! I’ve always thought Penny and I were his lucky charm! and mum was dad’s lucky charm (just our presence). That expression ‘miss lady luck’ it’s really true, I’m not sure why or how that could possibly work, but, true. I’m thinking if you want to be a lucky bastard, get married. Oh, and Daniels luck also applied to any games we played, like Monopoly – you should have seen him, it was amazing, every game he landed on Mayfair and Parklane, plus all the Utilities, he always won, it was unbelievable. Actually, I do believe his luck when playing Monopoly was due to his thought process; he would always sit on his haunches, rubbing his hands together, waiting impatiently for his turn to come along, totally excited, with a beam in his eye at the anticipation of beating his siblings, his mindset being “I am gonna win”!! Whereas I, on the other hand, would be like, ‘oh yeah, whatever, hurry up roll the dice’ - winning wasn’t that important to me. I believe that’s the difference between winning and not winning. It’s like God is listening, and passion is the key. 3. Family Photo with Big Boob Story The Bieman’s: Dick, Fran, me, Daniel, Penny and Tomas. Also, my cousin Sebastian Brandt and his mum, Diana (mum’s non biological sister). I did have this posted on Gunnedah Facebook Group too, ‘Thumbs up Thumbs Down’ (which I thought was one of the best groups on Facebook, except the admin removed it, as she got complaints! What a discriminatory wussy little girl - have some guts admin, how are you going to make the world a better place when you don’t even want to know what’s going on) a few months after that I was ban from FB due to such honest frank speech like this one. Pathetic Australia. It was posted as “Thumbs up to my completely dysfunctional family” My mother was adopted when she was very young, she landed into a family of women with huge boobs. I mean giant boobs, huge. But my mother was petite, she had a small frame. One wouldn’t think this was relevant, but as an old, wise woman now, I can tell you it certainly is relevant. Women with small boobs have completely different personalities than women with big boobs. I’m no psychologist, and I’m not even sure if this phenomenon is even recognized as a factor, but I can assure you it is definitely true.) So aside from that genetic difference, the other unfortunate circumstance that was thrusted upon her is the fact that the mostly female family that adopted her, at certain regular times, were unfortunately a bunch of bully bitches that worked akin to a pack of wolves or dogs targeting its weak prey (or akin to Cinderella and the three ugly stepsisters) The sad thing about those big boob women is the fact that they had /have no idea that they are /were bullies. It’s just something they INSTINCTIVELY do – target the smallest in the room, to create a common enemy. I have noticed in life, a lot of women do this (as a woman, I sadly have to admit, this behaviour comes from a place of female non thinking stupidity) As a child, at holiday time with family, I witnessed this behaviour - it was disgusting, and often this little gang of boobs would bring my mother to tears, which went totally unnoticed and unacknowledged by the whole family (except it seems by me). But there is a silver lining to this story, well for me there is, as I believe, it was because of this dogged behaviour, that my mother then went on to grow up, and create a family for herself (she was actually saved by my father, saved from her family (prince charming!!) She created a family environment where there was absolutely no bullying or dogged attacks at all in my youth. I was the first born, before three other siblings and we grew up in a wonderful loving family thanks to my mother. She also became a JP - Justice of the Peace. I feel she is mother of the year! I’m compelled to write this down because I feel like the main reason my mother inadvertently created her adult life was because she knows how rotten it is growing up in a family of passive aggressive bullies. So, if people just knew straight away how awful it is, and how susceptibly weak ‘big girls’ are, to inadvertently victimize others, then one would not have to experience it to make sure it doesn’t happen. And I believe it is called ‘power tripping’ (the main cause of all fights - including WW2, ( I have nicknamed it nazi behaviour) or was WW2 just about hair colour? J) Plus, I have found with women, once something stupid has been brought to their attention, they can do something about it, and become a savvy woman. Apparently, this story was ban, because all the housewives on Facebook are completely blind as bats and oppressed, and oppressive, and want to keep it that way. Women, the root of all evil. 4. Change of life to include Gardening My escape from 'dog persecution', to rural life had a hidden big bonus - GARDENING, plenty of water here - I struck gold! (Water at Rangari). When I first moved out to the farm at “Rowan Leigh”, after moving back up to Gunnedah from Sydney, I was still paying off my car, and unemployed, so I basically had no money for food, and was forced more or less to start gardening and growing my own food. Dad said he would pay for about 15 packets of vegetable seed for me from Eden Seeds. And so I began, how I managed to survive, I’m not sure, because I wasn’t too keen on vegetables anyway, and my cooking skills back in those days weren’t doing the vegetables any favours. It was over a long gradual process, of about 10yrs, growing and picking, where I learnt how to cook fresh vegetables, and how to make them taste really good, (with a little help from MasterChef, FoodLovers, and Cook and The Chef!). So, I’m by no means a vegetarian, but learning how to eat properly, and eat vegetables, is something I had to do, and it seems I could only do it, by having limited money, so I wouldn’t be tempted to purchase all the good treats – got to eat your greens (or bad things happen). I can tell you, the first plant I purchased, after I planted it out near the garage, it died. I didn’t really have any gardening skills whatsoever, and it was a good thing Eden vegetable seeds, came with a detailed catalogue with growing advice! And I’m a fairly inquisitive person, and so I read up quite a lot of books. I remember reading the whole series of that wonderful organic magazine, “Grass Roots”, that my lovely neighbour Vera gave me, it involved a lot of stories about people who packed up and moved into the bush so they could live an organic Sustainable lifestyle. I found it really interesting, as I hadn’t come across any such people at all in my life. Unfortunately, the farm where I lived only had dam water, and the dam ran dry every summer, my vegetables soon became non-existent. Fortunately for me the owner sold, and I moved to another farm on the other side of Gunnedah called Bulga, where there was a fair amount of water, and so continued my gardening survival experiments! I took my 15 packets of seeds, and I turned them into about 40 packets by seed, by swapping with the Americans - the Americans were the only ones online at that time, the internet was still being created. There were a few Australians, like Telstra people, but, for some reason no Australians wanted to trade seed, it was only the Americans who would. (I find Australians really weird like that, what’s wrong with them?). By the time I had established my wonderful big veggie patch there, I had encountered (in the library) coloured books about gardens, and from those, and looking at plant reference books - I discovered Australian native flowers. And talk about having my socks blown off! Absolutely amazing! And the more I got into it, the more I wanted to get into it. As a child, I often had holidays at my aunt Di’s. One holidays, all of a sudden, she started going on and on about her recent holiday to WA, and the Western Australian flowers. Plus, she started painting them in her Folk-Art business. Now, I know why she was so excited! - maybe it’s just an artistic person thing, we notice the beauty? They are truly amazing; and any garden that doesn’t have, you know, at least 50 different varieties and species of native plants in it, well, you’re missing out on life. True beauties. I scrimped and joined the Australian plants online group. Part of the subscription fee included native seeds, if you sent them a self-stamped addressed envelope, they will send you 2 packets of native seeds. So, I was thrilled about this, I recall eagerly waiting for the mail, for my seeds to come each month. {I felt like there must’ve been a whole bunch of old men doing it, because I seem to have spent in eternity just waiting and waiting for my native seeds, COME onnn!} - when you’re on a budget, that’s what you have to do! (Actually, there was not even any online native seed retailers back then either!) So those people got me into growing natives for my backyard, thank you. I kind of reached a point there at Bulga, where I wanted to do more, and get more involved in my plants. I should point out, the farm at Bulga wasn’t just a typical Australian farm, this farm was very special and unique, in the fact that once upon a time, many many eons ago, a huge big river used to run down the Bulga farm, and so all the soil on the Bulga property is this amazing Super silt soil, that most Australian farmers could only dream about. For instance, I received a packet of free Rainbow Chard from Eden seeds, and I grew some. Typical rainbow Chard reaches 30 to 40 cm in height. But the rainbow Chard in my vegetable patch, I kid you not, it reached 140 cm high! And that’s without any fertiliser too. I kind of didn’t really have much bad luck when it came to gardening - whatever I planted it would grow. Which in itself prompted me to start gardening seriously. (I’ve since lived elsewhere and experienced other soils, particularly soils up here in Queensland; OMG, so bad! nothing grows in it, and good thing I did not start my gardening path there, or it would have started and stopped pretty quick.) So, initially I just wanted to take some photos of my plants, as the internet was just taking off (If I recall, I had to purchase a Botanica reference book because at that point there was no information on plants at all, on the Internet - can you believe that! and that reference book was extremely expensive, I would have sacrificed at least a week or twos’ worth of dinners, just for that book!!) So, I wanted to create a website with plants. I wasn’t quite sure at that point what I wanted to do. But I didn’t have a camera even, it all seemed like I would have to pack up and do something to get some money so I could buy a camera. Unfortunately, I did, (partly due to some manipulations by outside people forces, which I was too young to see) But after a huge negative ordeal in Melbourne, I did get my camera (I mean I probably should’ve just asked dad for a camera on my birthday - would’ve saved me a whole lot of bother). But in the end I moved back and out onto another farm, which had even more water, so it was kind of a good thing, maybe, probably not actually?…. I spent the next 10 years growing all my food, herbs, ornamentals and natives, there were literally thousands of plants in that garden, and a huge vegetable patch and orchard with about 35 fruit and nut trees...... I had plenty of water which was the biggest blessing of them all. So, in 2018 when I was told I have to leave the farm because the owner retired and had sold it, I was devastated to say the least, I felt like my whole world had been snatched away from me, it had been. I would have to leave my babies behind. Indeed, I couldn’t find anywhere else to live in Gunnedah, shame on all of those people involved. (See, I should have stayed at Bulga, they have not sold…plus, I don't recall I had any thefts while I lived there in those 4 yrs. WOW.) And btw, I recall, at Bulga, the back flyscreen door never closed properly, it was always slightly ajar, so even though the back door was literally open - I still had nothing taken at this address!! Can you believe that? That reminds me about a little tragic story; one day walking around the little paddock there, I came upon a little bird, all in a terrible agitated and exhausted state, tangled up in the wire and hey bale string that Robert Cull had left (big mess down the back fence line, typical bloody farmers). And this bird must have been so grateful that I saved it, so after I put him down in a tree branch to rest, unbeknownst to me, he must have followed me up to the house. And the next morning; my morning ritual consists of getting up and going straight out to the back door and opening the heavy wooden door (which did have bolt on). On this particular morning when I opened it, my cat lil happened to be by at my feet, and when I opened the door, there, standing right outside was that little birdy, - I think he knew my morning ritual too. And in that split second before I could say “birdy!”, of course, Lil darted out and got him, then gone 2 seconds later. Just like that. Plus, I do recall; One time I purchased a steak (a rare treat). It probably would’ve been the only steak I had in the whole 4 years I lived at Bulga, I was completely broke the whole time. This steak was soo good, I am a beef girl. I looked at the label from the steak packaging, it said ‘porterhouse steak’, I’d never had porterhouse steak before, it was a new thing, there was no such thing as ‘porterhouse steak’ before then. I was so impressed with it, I cut the label part off and stuck it on my fridge with a fridge magnet, to remind me to save and spend money on steak - that’s how good it was. One day I went into town, I came back home, looked at that label, but it certainly wasn’t the porterhouse steak label that I had put there. In its place, was a label that said ‘broccoli’. NOT IMPRESSED - this is the kind of disrespect that I have to put up with, as a single woman renting, people just coming into my house, when I’m not there, and doing things like that. DISGUSTING. And while there was nothing taken at that place, at my next place, as you know, from the blog, I had hundreds of items taken, and it would’ve been in exactly the same manner, with David Heywood copying Robert Cull, but upping the game). Landlord related problems. O h, wait, I just remembered my solar pump fountain for the duck pond (story below) -but someone broke it while I was intown. So I consider that a theft. There is a page full of photos of my Super Wonderful Garden at Rangari, here I will also put the link to my shared Album on Google with same photos: (Its called: PROOF!! I actually did it! Garden Photos of Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW Australia ) Had I known I would have to leave, I would’ve got heaps more photos, especially that last spring, it was really just starting to look quite beautiful. I also would’ve collected a whole heap more seed. I also would’ve left quite a lot of plants and equipment behind, because when I moved, I packed up basically everything, thinking I would start over on the Kesby farm, but unbeknownst to me, I would have to move 5 more times that year, as well as change state, and move up to Queensland into a teeny tiny 5x7m² unit! But I guess none of us have the beauty of foresight, do we? I am now 'spent' and permanently pissed off with everyone, not just centerlink cunts. Since I’ve left my garden, (5yrs now) which I’m still sad about, occasionally I come across new spectacular native cultivars, on Pinterest, and I practically go berserk with angst, I truly miss my garden, and feel like it was such a shame that I had to leave, and the people responsible for forcing me to leave were so foolish, as, if the garden was left to thrive, at least by this point, it would be so stunning, it would actually be a great asset to the landowner. I feel they lost, just as much as I did, in the end, unbeknownst to them (probably more). Plus, I would be making money at this point, with so many species – why, they would have called me up to speak at “Business Woman of the Year” ! J {btw, stage 2 of my garden, was to construct the Horse and Carriage Garden J} ......and hey, what’s your legacy (and no, your kids don't count - although important to get that part right if you do). By the way, if you’re an Australian Gardener, experienced in growing a lot of plants, specifically natives, plus you’re familiar with the land, nature, so to speak; then when you see a lawn of kikuyu, you can really see that it just stands out like a sore thumb. It isn’t a grass that really belongs in Australia. I say, stick to Couch! (NSW couch, it does not get as high as the QLD couch). 5. Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm Another thing I have thoroughly enjoyed in my life, and is one of my favourite things, was horse-riding. In 2000 I rented a farm house at “Bulga”, and the landlord leased the paddock adjacent to my house, to a racehorse owner, who put 12 horses in the paddock. I was told if I wanted to go for a ride, I was more than welcome to, so I observed them and picked out one, and off we went. We had some good rides, galloping through the paddocks. I was later told by the horse owner that the horse that I had picked out was only two years old and hadn’t been broken in! - such a good-natured horse, and it was like, he was so excited to be picked out of the bunch, and wanted to please me as best as he could! I felt like he was bragging when he got back to all his horse family, about how lucky he was, that he could take me for a ride! So much so in fact that some of the other horses got a bit antsy, and started to bite him on the rump! They are just like third graders!! Btw, I have been saved by a horse on more than one occasion, (I have many horse stories) bless them. The house photo, is the one I rented for 4yrs, not sure I should have left this place, it was good, it worked for the most part. You can easily look back on things, and see why you made decisions, and I believe I was manipulated into moving out of this house, and purely because there was somebody else who wanted to move in, - People from the entertainment industry moved in – acrobats. Let me guess, I bet they were from Channel 9. What a bunch of thieves. (they destroyed the lawn with their activities!). Well, they can’t fool me twice, now they just target my naive neighbours and landlord. The paddock next to it, the landlord told me, I was free to do what I wanted with it (I mean I guess I could have got a couple of sheep and breed them for market, but as I did not know anything about markets, I opted to plant it full of trees! (Btw, I had just gone through 18 years of schooling in my local country areas, and was not at ANY point, taught about the local markets, - the way they work, or anything for that matter about market, cattle yards, and making money. Is it just me, or does this seem absolutely ABSURD? Wake up school curriculum.) The trees you can see in the centre are drought hardy carobs, I planned to make a big circle to act as a coral, as in a horse coral. Such ambitions I had. Actually, carobs are perfect for paddocks with livestock, as they provide a good symbiosis for the grass to grow underneath and around it, plus provide shade, and even food if you wish. I may have left that place too early for it to come to fruition… (Kurrajongs do the same) When I was at this farm, I dug out a pond (no camera then, sorry no photo, it was excellent pond!) I purchased a solar powered pump, with dressmaking money from Karen Cull – she had me cover her family sofa, so I made a pretty little waterfall with some old oil fryers from the tip shop (my favourite place to shop in Gunnedah!). Anyway, because one day when I went into town, and my solar powered pond was working beautifully, but I came back from town, and it wasn’t working. I feel (I know) someone had gone to my garden while I wasn’t there, and lifted the pump out of the water to have a look at it, because solar was still a bit of a talking point back then (2001/2) So they broke it, pump outa water! I was very disappointed, dressmaking work – pointless. In the end I gave it to my brother Daniel, who was doing engineering at uni, actually he incorporated into his end of year project. Well, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t Daniel that would’ve gone out there and broken it for an evil plan of later obtaining, but who knows. As I reread this later and update it; well well well, does this or does this not seem reminiscent of exactly what has just happened with a few plants and QLD police giving me fake speeding ticket? Absolutely pointless working: as the dogs steal all my money and then some. Although more likely to be Culls son, such is stupid country hic behaviour. And do you see what I mean about being a “poor renter”, how I mentioned, how people think that they have the right to come and snoop around my home when I’m not there. And I don’t think it’s just the landlord or the landlord‘s kids who do this. I suspect it’s also people in town who have just seen me around and are curious, or you know, there are countless number of people that it could be, as there are so many meddling Marys and nosy pervert‘s. I think, every single house I’ve lived in has been the same, maybe except the one at Pendle Hill, I do recall that landlord was very respectable. And I don’t think the landlord at Rowan Leigh would have come and snooped around either, but problems with other members of the community at that house. The only word for it is PERVERT, so it’s not the creepy guy in the trench coat who does it, it is someone seemingly normal people. I have fairly happy memories living there, as aside from the solar water feature, nothing else was stolen. Which in turn meant I had peace of mind. So that peace of mind is a very under rated thing. So I am not sure what went wrong after here, but from that point on, the stealing started on a regular basis. Whether it was RMIT female students, or channel 9; as they seemed to be stalking me in Melbourne, or just Heath Barwick at Rangari – ? like no motive was given, I was just plodding on as I had previously been doing; probably all of them involved? Single lady single lady get her get her. So as I update: I have had it up to hear and beyond with people prying in to my life. RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF RACK OFF you bunch of stupids. Oh, my Bee story is missing! Another story deleted from numerous locations on PC, by computer nerds hacking my PC. I'm not sure what page I had it, on but I'll rewrite it here: I was out gardening up the paddock one morning at Bulga, I had a row of Eucalyptus coming along up the fence line, from the house to the big tank. Suddenly I noticed a few bugs around, more so than usual, and then I heard this strange noise, I looked up and around, and there, coming down the fence line, was this mass swarm of bees, millions of bees. So, I raced inside the house, and closed all the windows, got the cats inside too. And I was just watching them out the window, and they got to my yard where there was a smallish to medium size Ornamental Pear tree, they seem to like this tree. They stopped there and made one of those big swarms around the branch – their new home. It was quite spectacular. I happened to be talking to the Culls a bit later and mentioned the bees. Within a matter of hours, some guy turned up at the doorstep, said that he'd been talking to the Culls and he was here to collect the bees. He took all bees, said he was going to add them to his commercial hives nearby at Keepit. Next day he came back to my house, said he'd just been up to the Culls, to give them a litre of Honey, to say thank you, but the Culls were not home, and so he'll give the litre to me instead! So, I was pleased to get the Honey, since I was the one who mentioned the bees in the first place! Not that I was a huge fan of honey back then, who knows what I did with a whole litre of Honey (it was probably stolen? I've had heaps of Honey problems since then, with Honey being stolen, in fact I think this time now, 25 years later, is the first time I bought some honey from the supermarket, and it actually wasn't stolen! Apparently due to overpopulation, and the use of pyrethrum in popular modern agriculture, there is a major shortage of bees, and honey. So at least 50% they reckon, of Honey, on the supermarket shelves is fake, as in glucose syrup with food colouring and a touch of honey! Total scam going on at the moment and it's all down to stupid humans over breeding and NOT CARING FOR COUNTRY. 6. Batman (writing backwards - before Bulga) In 1999 or thereabouts, I had moved out to Rowan Leigh, a farm 30km out of Gunnedah (my little spot of quietude and harmony), and a biggish old farmhouse all to myself. Hallelujah!! By the way that rental came about through a Real Estate agent, but when I spoke to the agent and told her the state of the place, she gave me the landlord farmers phone number, said to speak to him directly. So, they were asking for XX amount, and after the farmer and I had our friendly chat, he said he would accept X instead of XX (which was $70/week for 3-bedroom old farmhouse) which was basically half what the agent was asking, so it does pay to speak directly to the landlord rather than a (try to get as much as possible real estate agent) although, its usually better to deal with a real estate rather than a female landlord – they are clueless and dishonest, as all hell (dog network). The previous renter, turned out to be an acquaintance of dad‘s, a young mother, had left all her rubbish piled sky high in the kitchen (which had carpet!), including her babies dirty nappies. I assume there might have been a fox who got into the rubbish, but it was literally like someone had stood on the veranda and thrown all her dirty babies nappies off the Veranda, because they were scattered all over the yard. Disgusting. Anyway, after clean up, that place was perfect for me. I could not have written the script any better myself! And much to my delight, the farm came with a horse, not just any horse, but a beautiful appaloosa. Since I did not know the horse’s name, I named him Batman; he had a companion, his ‘chum’, which was a sheep escapee, from one of the neighbours, and so as they were always together, (heard animals) I named the sheep, Robyn! (How lucky was I?) He was a stocktrained horse, the farmer/owner, left him there for the occasional time when he would visit to take his cows to market (ah – such an easy life is the cattle farmer’s!) So, one day I was helping out my old Italian neighbours - best neighbours I’ve ever had; those Italians know how to live!! (it’s all about food and gardening!), so, their cows had broken the fence and got into my paddock. Now, normally when I ride Batman, {he is was an older gelding, a good easy ride, nice and slow, experienced and not easily set off or spooked}. But, chasing cows on Batman, was quite different, an entirely different experience, he was what I would describe as, completely “wild” around cows, something in them triggered his ‘flight response’ and when he was off chasing them, he wasn’t so easily stoppable, it was full gallop all the way, and he was fast, - strong burst of energy. Not that I wanted to stop him or rein him in, because I loved going like a bat out of hell too! So, we were racing up this huge paddock 100miles an hour. I’d never been up that far before, because it was so far away from the house, (probably 3km) and I wasn’t familiar with it, but all over the farm property there were contour banks, that a grader had put in, to stop soil erosion from water runoff. There’s a few on the other side that I was familiar with, and they weren’t that big, only 50cm high on one side, but as we were coming up to this contour bank slowly but surely it was revealing itself to me, and it wasn’t a 50cm contour bank, it was more like a 2m contour bank, and it’s 2m high on one side, then a 2m drop, and another 2-3m across onto the next side, so it was a HUGE contour bank, and I realised, I was doomed (well, I was wondering: what is Batman going to do). I’m not really a fearful person -but this was very dangerous, as he was going very fast, I would not be able to stop him in time, and if he attempted to run down it, it would just be like that movie Man From Snowy River, where they all jumped down the cliff and half the horses tumble and fall, it would’ve been like that, not that I doubt his skill, but it was too steep, and Batman would’ve fallen over, and it would’ve been disastrous, for him, and me -but if you ever have doubted God’s existence, here is proof for you. As we’re getting closer and closer, suddenly I saw directly ahead of us on our path, a big pile of thistles, I was thrilled, because Batman had this aversion to thistles, even if we were walking along sleepily and slowly, and he comes upon some thistles, he immediately jumps straight up into the air as high as he can! (One really has to be paying attention all the time when riding batman!) and an Appaloosa is a very muscular and strong horse (well Batman was, more so than the typical, you should’ve seen the size of his neck, huge) he’s got a big jump for a stock trained horse. I knew when he saw those thistles, he would jump with all his might, which is what was needed, so we got to the point, I gave him a big go-ahead to jump, and boy did he, as high as he could, and he did it! It was extraordinary, biggest jump I have ever done, if I was at the Oylmpics, I would’ve won a gold medal! I came down pretty hard in the saddle and that stopped Batman in his tracks, pretty much. I think he was concerned I may have suffered a break in my back, but if I did, I certainly didn’t feel it. It was quite an extraordinary experience I’ll never forget it. I did lose my brown wool jumper when we jumped, it was around my waist or neck I think, anyway Antonio, the lovely neighbour, who was at the other end in his Ute, must’ve seen it fall, and he picked it up for me and gave it back to me when we got back to the gate. I was heartbroken when the landlord told me he was going to sell his horse, and farm. The landlord told me he sold him to someone in Maitland, but I’m pretty sure a few months later I saw him in a paddock at Gunnedah near the tip. I suspect he probably would’ve thrown any other female rider! (He did once that I know of, a neighbours friend). That house, btw, burnt to the ground after the new owner had just moved in. Bad electrics apparently. This is my version of “Do not try this at home” - Do not try this at home, especially if you’re a third born, in fact I suggest third borns not trying any extreme sports, you don’t have the natural born instinct to survive. Or take up religion and ask Gods help!! J Lucky again, I found another farm house on the other side of town, over at Bulga, one with water. Too bad I didn’t get a photo of Batman, no camera back then; he was a grey / white / black Appaloosa. Such a joy. 7. Another example of persecution of single ladies - years and years of harassment via car horns Car beeping on a daily basis outside my house by bored stupid dogs who want to do signs. This week it is someone parked by no 1 Kookaburra Park, trying to eaves drop on our conversation. They also (’they’ since I don‘t know who, as ‘they’ are, cowards) when I am talking to someone and say something wrong or make a mistake in my language, they beep madly (Petersham too) PERSECUTION - those coward people in cars need to be severely fined, the world would be a better place without you, you oppressive spoilt shitheads. A little birdy told me that the person who follows me around harassing me with beeps, is this idiot who, 25yrs ago, was driving on the back roads up to Gosford, and I was travelling up there and saw his car on the rd – it was a moving white smoking mess, it obviously had not had its oil changed ever. All this toxic smoke was pouring out from its muffler, it was stinky and disgusting, I was outraged. I overtook it, it was only putting along, I beeped my horn at the young male redhead driver as I was so irritated by this toxic pollution. And yeah, so, little birdie tells me that, this is the person who saw me beeping at him, and so now follows me around and beeps at me, I mean what a moron? Get a life. Do you not have a brain at all, redhead? Can’t you think of something to do with your life? following around strangers that you don’t know just because they beeped at you once, for years and years in absurd. The stupidity of people never ceases to amaze me. And I believe it is illegal to have that kind of pollution coming out of your car. Anyway, the same kind of thing happened to me when I was at Gin Gin/ Bruce Hwy, there was a car waiting to go in front of me, and I thought that they weren’t looking or where asleep, as they could have gone, so I beeped once, but actually there was a car, and he was waiting for that, they were a van, probably with not much pick up, so waited. So, after that incident at the same lights next time I went in to Gin Gin, all these people suddenly appeared, all beeping me, it’s like they copied what I did before, and then do it back to me 50 times more, it’s like are they stupid monkeys. Who the fuck did they think they are? Harassing me like that, why would you bother repeating a petty situation, not even anywhere near crime of nature, and recreating it like that? Only a fucking stupid moron twit would do that. 3rd born idiots. So, shame on all those people involved because there’s quite a few of them, and I will ‘will’ them all to get cancer and die. DIE. I believe it may be radio related, there are some stupid monkees on radios. I never listen to radio stations. Or it could be Sharon Morgan related, the Gin Gin police woman chief (little girl chief). Whilst I have mentioned on my blog, often when I write about these things that torment me, they stop, but these particular traffic incidences, with people following me around in cars, hasn’t stopped at all. Still it happens every single time I go out, the last time I went over to MpB, I had people following me around, although one of them did a very helpful sign about the pushbike that I need to sell - thank you very much. “Car horns are intended for pedestrian/car warning only, of oncoming vehicle”, care of Defens iveDriving.com.au The image above on the far right shows where I lived in North Sydney while I was studying at Hornsby: 8. North Sydney female crime networks, preying on young country girls When I was 18, I moved down to Sydney and ended up in a flat with a friend from school. We would sometimes go out to nightclubs dancing. I was studying my Fashion Diploma, and Nicole worked. We happened to meet 3 guys, actually it wasn’t at a night club, they were at Neutral Bay walking along the shops one morning, in fact I can’t remember how we met, I suspect they must’ve followed us to our next location and introduced themselves, but they all seemed nice and we got along, we met up a few times, one of them hooked up with my flatmates friend Susan (part time callgirl/parttime David Jones makeup girl (and no, not the call centre variety of call girl). At one point, one of them, Kevin, introduced us to his older brother in a cafe in King’s Cross. About a month later my flatmate and I had had a falling out, and I was away living at my aunts, but I moved back into the flat because I had exams, and there’s a knock at the door and these three guys came in they said they were Nicole‘s boyfriend and friends, can they come in and wait for her, I said sure, as she had told me just the day before, that she had a boyfriend by the same name (can’t remember what it was now) But, one of the guys, I didn’t recognise him then, but I am sure it was Kevin’s brother, I’m pretty sure it was him - my face recognition has never been very good, but I’m certain it was him in retrospect. The next day our flat was “cleaned out” it had been broken into and everything was taken. It was most definitely those three guys, that I had met the previous evening who claimed to be Nicole’s boyfriend, turned out he wasn’t, but for some reason he had the same name, strange (Telstra?). So those 3 guys, would be working for someone else, I suspect a woman. Btw, one of the guys was albino, I saw him 20yrs later at Bunnings Tamworth, where I had heaps of things stolen from me. He operates out of bunnings - there’s a big female petty crime network, read my Bunnings Bimbos story, and apparently later the police got him and he is incarcerated now. Anyway, I wanted to put this on here because those first three guys we met, were all smartly dressed, clean cut, tall and good-looking handsome guys, and you know, they’re the ones who have ties to criminal networks - it is the rich who steal in Australia (rich and good looking) and they target young girls from country areas who are on their own. Btw, my flatmate worked at Duty-free, and was either given or had taken heaps of free samples, I mean heaps, she had literally $1000’s worth of designer makeup/beauty products. I personally believe she was targeted because of this, by the criminal powers that be, in Sydney, maybe they thought I was ‘egging’ her on to steal? (And, I am not really sure you could call it stealing, they were free samples after all - I would say female jealousy was more the issue in this case, having said they were free, I would not have taken them, they are meant for potential customers – But, I know as a shopper, I never receive free samples, so, I would assume, all samples are taken by sales girls). But, as most of the stuff that was stolen in our flat was MINE, except for all the beauty product that was taken, which was HERS, - they took ALL the samples. There was no ‘egging’ on, on my part (I don’t wear makeup btw). I should mention Nicole gave me one of her nail polishes. It was this lovely deep hot pink, I did not ask her for it, nor did I just take it, she gave it to me of her own volition, I guessed she was feeling guilty, for she had so much expensive product, and I had none. But, after we have been “cleaned out”, my whole shelf was empty, but there smack bang in the middle of the shelf, and facing out, was this bottle of deep pink nail polish. It wasn’t in that spot before, I felt it was done deliberately by the criminals. A message. So, I didn’t steal that deep pink nail polish. And by the way, after she had no make-up left, she took that deep pink nail polish back from my room, and said it was hers again! Hell, hath no fury you stupid criminals. {Stupid female bimbo dogs (mind your own goddam business and you can’t go wrong – now, you’re up for theft. THINK) 2025; they still don’t think, they still steal in non thinking assumptious ways}. I feel this is reminiscent of how I was thrown out of my home at Rangari, with my big beautiful garden that I had- it all comes down to female jealousy. It’s like silly twit female vigilantes, where there was actually no stealing to be vigilante about, but they were simply pure jealous, so decided to be vigilante about that – idiots - possibly they work at Telstra, as Telstra were the only ones at that point, who knew Nicole‘s boyfriends name, as we had discussed it on the phone, only that one time, I guess aside from Susan and her new boyfriend?? Probably them. Years later after I lived at Gin Gin, and had a landlord who, I am pretty sure, I eventually realized, was, infact my other school friend, Racheal Wainberg’s older sister, going now by a different name, then it was Wainberg, now Cate Rogers, still cannot remember her first name; she was around at that time, in North Sydney, as Rachael moved into a place with her. I think she may have had something to do with it too?? Turns out she was stalking me for years. Her parents lived in Gunnedah. I suspect she had something to do with all the other thefts that occurred at Bunnings and from my house. And no, I did not steal from Bunnings (other way around), nor did I have any friends who stole all the supposed free samples!! – STUPID bimbo GIRLS. I hope they get cancer, and are tortured. Here is a good spot to mention: when I was living there, I had no money as I was a student, and if you read my whole blog, you know that they refused me Austudy (wrongly), and my parents only gave me $20 a week to live on; purchase weekly train fare, food, and any tafe supplies. So I had no spare money ever plus was starving. But my flatmate, and all my friends in fact, in Sydney, at that time, were working, none of them were studying, I was the only one, that went ahead for further education. And I just like to point out, all those friends, {female} pretty much often expected me to pay for them, in some way, or shout them, drinks, cab fare, nightclub entry, food …. they literally expect me to pay for them, like what a child would do with its parents. I think the realisation about this money situation for me, and how people will just take as much as they can with no thought to you - even good friends; it kind of puts people in perspective; you’re really on your own as soon as you leave home, no matter how many friends you have, they will all try to screw you. I mentioned in my family we never discussed money, but I certainly would not expect my friends or anyone else to pay for anything for me, unless they’ve volunteered to do so. So what goes wrong with those other girls in other families? I mean do they literally need to be told, don’t expect somebody else to pay for you? But nobody has, so they do? Other people suck! 9. People who are Designed and Built to Work Ewing’s boys, 2 big broad men from Gunnedah, who had cushy desk jobs in the local Real Estate agency, family owned. Don’t you feel guilty? Clearly, you’ve got bodies that are designed for actual work, labour! One thing that really annoys me, and I guess I am, not really thinking about the Ewing’s boys here, but it is men trying to get out of work – try having a female body! (Possibly thinking of crap musicians or young male actors, especially the ones with big bodies….) The 2 people shown in the photo (that were shown on previous Blog, not here anymore, so I will describe them; 2 muscly men, and 1 skinni girl), were free images from the Internet, models. Although lately there has been a ‘thing’ with images on the Internet, images that were free are no longer free, or they want your email address, by the way, if they want anything from you, then the image is not free, don’t be fooled by these people, there are greedy thieves online. There are whole companies being created at the moment for images; who want money, it’s a bit like there is a monopoly being formed right now, with what, was once free, people seeing an opportunity to now charge. I encourage everyone, when they upload their images, particularly to sites like Flickr, they make a point of selecting public domain. I know I do. And for all those master manipulators, who try to entice people by saying it’s free, and then actually years later wanting money, you can go bugger off. Anyway, I have another story which is not really related to the above, aside from; it is typical for a man to go to work, and a woman to run the household. I came about some information which I have to write about, as the irony is “perfect”, and so typical. In most of the times when I have been disrespected, it is by other women, not men. But I always claim, despite calling many woman, ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, that I am a feminists, I want sleeping beauties to wake up, so I do not have those related problems that I have in life. Sometimes you just have to call a spade a spade, and acknowledge the female weakness, so it can be rectified. But even after hearing me, call them ‘zombie bimbo dogs’, they still just continue to be ‘zombie bimbo dogs’ and they keep coming back for more name calling - it just doesn’t deter them at all, such is the nature of ‘zombie bimbo dogs’. When Aretha Franklin (famous singer with that song RESPECT, and more) was alive, she was married briefly to a bully. But he was a music producer, and came up with that song. Aretha Franklin heard it and liked it, and she, plus a group of other genius people {all the key people had descended in the one spot, by chance or through Gods hand; pick whatever you prefer, to create that amazing song RESPECT}, they basically created a cover version of his song. BUT, they put a twist on it; Now, this song, as everyone knows turned out to be a BIG success, and still is played a lot. The irony is, because Otis Redding, her husband, a male, wrote that song, and I think he paints a fairly clear picture; of you know, possibly a man (himself, the writer) and a wife fighting, the man coming home from work, bringing home the bacon, wanting some respect from his wife. So, but Aretha and her posse, changed the words so the demand was coming from the wife, suggesting the husband was disrespectful in the first place. (Many women can relate to being disrespected by men, so I hear). Aretha sang this song in 1968, when women were really kind of on the verge of waking up from domestic docile roles, should they wish, and everybody loves this song because of the words of the women singing “I want respect”. The irony to me, was, probably this man was thinking about his wife, when he wrote it, about this nagging bitchy wife, when he would come home after work. And you know, it was a woman, who came along and basically stole his song, reversed the situation, waived her magic wand, and made a whole heap of money from it. I found it very amusing when I realised the real situation about this song. {upon further research, it turns out Redding’s estate still makes money off Franklin’s recording, according to The Boston Globe, because the royalties went to the writer, not the performer.} – and infact I should say the facts about this story are all hearsay of what I have heard, but you get the general gist of who should be demanding respect – everyone wants respect! Men can be bullies, but right back, so can, and are, women. (My experience, women are far worse than men, spiteful, vindictive, thieving, often their lack of common-sense is what makes them so dangerous, and vulnerable to thievery, including in the workplace. Not only has this opinion been formed from all the theft and the verbal harassment that I experienced, but also from encountering so many ‘little girls’ who work in the health industry OMG, what a disaster area. – such thievery going on - this industry is constantly looking for victims, they want your money (male Doctors do it too).). 10. Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia Warning on this one; it’s not really going to make sense to anyone, except if they’ve experienced ‘the dogs’ or they’re involved in, what I’m talking about. A young 18yr old for instance, or a complacent housewife – you will be left clueless. Cathy Goldman, a house mistress from school who “stalks” me. She has ties to the TV/Movie industry; apparently, they have vast casting books, with lookalikes of everyone, plus the same car, as everyone’s, for total deception - they are dogs, and they play “dog games”. I’ve had countless number of lookalikes in my life copying people who have crossed my path, they send “doubles” so to speak, (even you Sherry’s mum). Those doubles usually are just presented infront of me, and don’t speak, but sometimes they accost me in the street and want to ‘engage’ with me, or sometimes, just stand infront of me, so I see them, often they are placed in receptions. You should be offended by these agents and managers they are ripping you off. I was advised that this is what they do, those dog games, and that piece of information has been very helpful in figuring out what the hell they were doing. So, thank you whoever mentioned that, and I believe intern I’ve helped other people by writing about it here, as apparently, I am not the only person they target. Actually, I suspect Cathy works or is friends with such TV industry people and arranges them to harass me and steal from me, she was obsessed with me at school as house mistress, and now still “hounds” me. At one point, I recall in my mid 20’s, and still to this day, after someone in the community has done the wrong thing by me, like steals from me, or goes on some ranting power trip, trying to ‘lord’ over me, or other countless things they get up that is disrespectful; I then see them in a film (especially if it’s a young girl) it’s truly like someone sees what happens to me, like someone is watching through my eyes or my dreams… and then goes and finds this particular person and entices them to be a part of a movie or Tv show (which I am sure would not be that hard), at one point I thought they were sending me these dogs deliberately as they wanted to star in a movie, like they were product placing themselves and using me to do so. I am sure they did this while I worked at Grave Attire in Enmore. Whoever is going and getting these people, know that I will watch the show, and their point is to kind of like ‘rub it in your face’ that this person totally robbed you, taken advantage of you or pussy whipped you ! ha ha! – but not always, sometimes they just incorporate someone I have known, to let me know a bit of gossip about them, like such and such has died, so and so has cancer – stuff like that! That industry is wide and vast. Also, when they do that, other people watching, (not every one is blind as bats), copy them, so these stupid copycats think oh, well if that person stole from you, I want to too, or if they scolded you for no reason other than power tripping, then, me too me too – STUPID AND ABSURD bimbos really do this. (I am 100% sure it is her, Cathy Goldman; I have seen her 9 times since school ended) -she has non-thinking female psychological dog problems. She belongs in jail. Fuck off you stupid fucking dog. (I think she has since found a man who has a Harley Davidson bike, and I am pretty sure they often hoon outside my house on the HWY (least she has a male supervisa now, she was the kind of person that needed one.) Could the person copying the head teacher of Gunnedah Tafe in the white Mercedes, please bugger off. (2005) And do you ever wonder why sometimes they don’t have the writers name listed in the credits at the end of the movie? I am thinking stolen stories? And, possible fake names, Stephen king, just exactly how old is he? According to movie credits he is still working at age 95! And, btw Barb at the Civic, I suspect it may be Emily Alker plaguing you, aside from Eileen, (good looking rich cocky women are out of control) - old NEGS girl. One thing I notice about rich cocky young women, is that they love feeling superior . They like to think that the person standing next to them, has less money than them, and therefore is inferior to them, and so they feel like this is permission to treat them disrespectfully. This is how stupid women think! I kid you not, this is what goes through their little female stupid heads. Obviously, only some women. Now, some of these listed below would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby; but Famous actresses, I personally have had issues with: Cate Winslet, Lisa Kudrow, Matt LeBlanc, Judy Dench, Reece Witherspoon…. Heaps more, some are quite despicable in what they do, plain evil pimps. But these are the bitches who are disrespectful to people on screen, they use their positions to ridicule and bully. There are heaps of others that fall into this category, but who aren’t disrespectful to people on screen, like they used to hurtle abuse at me out in the street, but that does not happen so much anymore up here at Gin Gin, except for a few times where those actresses I mentioned are used for such purpose onscreen. But really DO NOT USE YOUR JOB AS A MEANS TO BULLY, honestly. And, I guess what needs to be said here is FUCK OFF - although, I am not your mother or your father, it is not up to me to have to ‘reign’ you in. Grow the fuck up. I said above some would have no idea they do this, as they are used by directors/produces, or just dogs standing nearby – but some know exactly what they are doing, plain evil. I recently saw Marilyn Monroe’s biography, her husband/director used to do it to her, he wrote into the current script after she fell one day, so the script said something along the lines “the reason you fell is because your clumsy and stupid” so it was not actually referring to her, but she knew it was about her as she had fallen the day before with husband and company – it is passive aggressive abuse). {And shame on that president, was that Kennedy? My God, he should be shot}. I guess I ought state, some actors try to make up for bad behaviour later when they look back in retrospect. Some can be very influential. They have a lot of “street cred”. Since I posted this, I know there are people doing something about it, thank you. Although the bimbo dog mother who lives next door up the hill, has stated to yellow out harassments at me, she seems to have taken over from her young son, since I put in a dog complaint to council about him. And do you see why this industry has close ties to mental health wards – they do not like their victim kicking up a complaint about their beloved stars. It is them who perpetuate craziness – and boy does it work – the whole world is brainwashed by them. I state again, they picked the wrong small framed woman, I am not like all the others. I know what you are like. And I think I need to talk about “mirrors” and people who do “reflections” some more, like they just deliberatley want to be annoying, they mimic you, mimic what you doing. And those ‘mirrors’ aren’t kids, it is fully grown adults who do this highly annoying and absurd behaviour. They seem to think it’s funny and a little bit naughty. When really, they’re just thoughtless and aggravating, and need to be kicked in the head. I bet all those people who do it are 3rd borns who had stupid nazi parents and school teachers. Compulsory parenting class for all pregnant mothers thanks very much. ALL. Image above was free ‘Twins’ image from Google Search, this was before google removed any free images from their search. And possibly before some unscrupulous computer nerds posted free images in the hopes that someone would use them, and so they could later accuse them of stealing images, then getting the fake police to steal money from that person under the pretence that “they stole my picture” when in fact they uploaded it for free; clearly stating it was a free image. Truly there are unscrupulous .com people who do this, they are disgusting. They possibly have even brainwashed the authorities to get their money back for them. The police are clueless of how manipulative thieves are. Clueless. 11. De'lish, Farmers fresh Fruit and Veges Gin Gin, Donna Marie This business closedown, and did not pay me for my seeds which were in there on consignment, nor did they return my folk-art box. I did have my email on the invoice, so Donna Marie, from Facebook, could have easily emailed me, but she did not, so I consider this theft. And by the way, I can’t talk to the police about this matter, because the local Gin Gin police think that I am crazy, and don’t think anyone is stealing from me (idiots) -well some, others just don’t want to do the paperwork for multiple petty little items, and don’t think this petty theft is theft or a police matter. Plus, since they took me by force and locked me up for seven days at the Bundaberg mental health ward, to ‘teach me a lesson’, I cannot possibly talk to the police ever again. Total violation, - they actually (absurdly so) have the power to do just that, for no valid proven reason, and no one can do anything about it, of course, except if you are Maxamillion! {$50000 for a lawyer to drop everything and get down there for immediate release – that’s what they advised me later} read my Bullies in Bundaberg story. I kicked up a huge stink about this, as discrediting someone with “mental health” problems when they don’t, is the biggest narcissistic undermining thing you can do to anyone. That policewoman responsible deserves a bullet to the ear. Well, certainly is not fit to be in the workplace. Anyway, I want to mention when Donna Marie was away on holidays at Christmas, someone else was in her shop and that person was Cathy Goldman. Unfortunatly, I did not get her on camera, in fact upon seeing her that day, was what prompted me to where a bodycam everywhere I went from then on (which has served me very well). But she had a ‘side kick’, who was still there the next time; I got her on camera. I have mentioned Cathy Goldman before on my blog, because she has been stalking me since school -she has formed an obsession with me, and this is what she does, she wiggles her way into my life somehow, like by working at this fruit shop which I visited on a regular basis. (I recall in Gunnedah now, she was at the local newspaper printers when I went there) At the time I didn’t know it was her, I didn’t instantly recognise her, but after I left the shop, I realised it was her. I am not sure what she wanted? I did have things stolen around that time, so it might have been her and her young female companions she seems to be always around multiple young girls? (I suspect, no convictions). I think she was also at the Gunnedah Subway, and wanted me to ‘smile’ at the sales girl, also the sheep yards… heaps of other places. And she was not even from Gunnedah. Since this fruit shop closedown, I haven’t seen Cathy Goldman. I put this down to my Blog. I have spoken about her on my blog, I have not mentioned Cathy Goldman prior, as it has taken me a few years to realize it has been her stalking and persecuting me. I did not really know her or give her any thought prior. I love this online Blog; I should have started writing about my life years ago. I did mention the problem of Cathy Goldman to the Police, but that police woman (Gin Gin chief Sharon Morgan, who has her head shoved so far up her own arse, she cannot see the relevance, ignored it – “she’s crazy”. Idiot.). So, one of Cathy’s ‘girls’ stole my eggs when I went into that fruit shop that Christmas, when the owner was away, I mean, obviously she couldn’t just steal it out right, and this is what dogs do, they’re so passive aggressive; these eggs that I usually purchase, they are from a farmer, so they’re not supermarket caged eggs, they’re organic, they’re delicious, you can really taste the difference. They come from a variety of chook breeds too. This particular farmer had 2 breeds, one was a brown spotted egg, and one a white porcelain egg. So, there was always a mix, with the brown spotty eggs being a special treat, as they seemed to be extra delicious. And so that girl stole all the dotted brown eggs and swapped them with all white. Such a typical female dishonest thing to do. They’re constantly swapping my good items over for ones of less good quality, I’ve mentioned them all before on my blog - remember the shop girl at Ubobo Boyne Valley who used to open the shop cream jars and give some to her cat, then put the jar back on the shelf to sell, complete with drips down the side! I can’t buy designer brands; those items just get stolen. I also mentioned I’ve had problems with a girl from school (the bad school in question was New England Girls School in Armidale), Tasha Burn’s little sister, Gina Burn. She was 1 of the 2 dental assistants at the Dentist in Gunnedah, one Christmas, deliberatley causing extreme pain on my tooth, that was perfectly fine. Go and read my dental story. (You can check what page on my INDEX). Anyway, that girl in the photo above looks like Tasha Burn, that’s what she looked like at school. I saw a photo of her in 2017, she pretty much still looked the same, just a little more mature (better actually, no acne now! I think she mentioned on her page, she was a model now). Only I am not 100% sure that girl I got on camera is Tasha burn – due to the lookalike phenomenon that Cathy Goldman is involved in (read my “look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” photo story on P1). Although, extreme likeness. Back at the dentist, it was most definitely Gina Burn. So not a coincidence that AGAIN I see Cathy Goldman, and possible a girl from my past, the same school I went to, with items stolen. (Cathy Goldman worked at that school while I was there. She was obsessed with me at school too; mildly so, I did not feel it a problem at the time.) Cathy Goldman is totally preoccupied with me, she is a stalker, she is a pest and she should be shot. Oh, I want to mention, she would also be friends with Wainberg girl who looks like my landlord at Gin Gin, if you have read that saga yet. A most definite problem emanating from that school (NEGS), you would have to be a totally hopeless mother to send your child to a boarding school. (Or extremely manipulated one, manipulated by rich teachers who want paying customers). Sometimes when I write about situations in my life, other people tell me about their situations, which may have been similar, or way worse. I always welcome other people stories, but I’ve never actually heard anyone telling me about any obsessions they’ve had by school teachers/house mistress’s, nor any constant theft, like my situation. In 2024, since I rejoined Facebook with a slightly different name (after being banned for five years), there is someone stalking me on Facebook calling herself Donna Marie from Sarina. So I know it is not the same Donna Marie, it's just some stupid dog pretending to be Donna Marie - she must have read my blog and my story about Donna Marie the thief, so she's in turn stalking me, she tries to undermine any comments I make. She's trying to discredit me intern, I think. (which is a little bit hard, SINCE I DON'T FUCKING STEAL YOU STUPID MORON DOGS). Dogs playing sides. I do find it a little bit bizarre that somebody out there is trying to be Donna Marie, and trying to ‘get me’ in this manner; so, don't they have their own life? don't they have anything better to do then sidleup to some retail thief? The whole concept is just really strange to me, and no wonder I can sometimes appear so doe-eyed on my blog when talking about all the dogs in my life; you know, you're meant to be human, you're meant to have a brain, your own brain, you're not meant to function like a dog. I'm not even ensure that it's a female pretending to be Donna Maria, it could be a male. So I would just would like to say ha ha you fucking idiot with no life, if you want to continue to stalk me on Facebook, go ahead, you have my permission! My mum in the early 80's with her mom. Either the real thing, or a LookAlike! This was a little of the old carpet wool I was able to collect from David’s old farm shed, and do my experimental dyeing with I love full and overgrown gardens - My garden at Rangari captures the spirit of nature My Wall Hanging done at age 16, first place at Gunnedah Show 12. Teach me a lesson - mindset I need to write a whole paragraph on the next topic, as it has been a HUGE persistent problem for me. And that is about little people. Actually, not only little women, but little boys too, who take it upon themselves to “teach me a lesson” – they take a great deal of time and thought, into coming up with ways to carry out their plan. And 9 out of 10 times, no in fact I would say 10 out of 10 times, this person hasn’t really needed to teach me a lesson, as there was no injustice or spate, nor was it ‘their place’ to do so, but they can see an opportunity to go on a power trip, to make themselves feel better about their miserable lives (which would be miserable in the first place due to this exact issue). I can’t begin to tell you how much I’ve had it up to here, and beyond with these imbeciles. I have such little respect for them now, due to their total narcissism. Oh, there’s that song stuck in my head again, it goes, “fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off fuck off…”. Get your own goddamn life, and stay the fuck out of me and my hair. I mean are you the type of person that has other people constantly trying to “teach you a lesson”?? I’m thinking most of you would say no, what weird and bizarre world are you living in! - well guess what, I am that type of person, I think it’s because I am always on my own, and also, guess what, I never do anything wrong, I’m always respectful, I certainly never break any laws. I don’t lie, cheat, or steal. YET, I have these nazi monkey types constantly on my back, this happens so much to me in my life that I have to write about it here in the hopes that the stupid nazi twits, can be enlightened to stop. I also feel the main reason why they get it in their little heads, that they have to “teach me a lesson”, often in a most vindictive and spiteful way, (but not always, I saw one girl boasting that she can teach me a lesson without being cruel, – the fact that she was ‘teaching me a lesson’ did not enter into her stupid little head as a dysfunction.} Is because I’m the type of person who never yells and gets angry, and so they think they can get away with being disrespectful, time and time again I see this behaviour from people (hey, it’s not up to me to rein you in – CONTROL YOURSELVES). Also, I’ve noticed this behaviour, is mainly from people of a certain mentality i.e., not too smart and not had too much privilege in their upbringing. Often, they have had bad power tripping teachers and parents too. But there have indeed been many people who have taken such action, who well know better like, school teachers and certain men lauding over women. And ofcourse the woman who is married to a tyrant, who seeks out younger people to take her frustrations out on. “My turn my turn” – stupid women.) there has been so many I can’t think of any good examples here. I guess I should have kept track, as any reader would need to here how in order to believe me, I am guessing. But they are really passive aggressive. There was a show on tele the other day, in the story (can’t remember name), one of the main characters was teaching a younger girl a lesson, well, he was trying to anyway, as the girl was not having a bar of it, because she was confident, assured in what she was doing, possibly a little arrogant, but not intimidated by this man at all. But the man, he wouldn’t let up, he just kept on and on at this girl, with her indifference and cockiness, really pissing him off, and I guess her silence with him, spurring him on ‘untethered’. Until his colleague saw him, he could see what was going on, and he literally had to pull a gun on him, to get him to stop chastising this girl: the man was “dog rapid obsessed” with the girl. This scene, just resonated with me, I have experienced the same thing, but with women, only you know, there’s no one ready to pull out a gun on some stupid dog, let alone stand up to these mere bullies (well not usually, as usually no one can actually see what’s going on, in my experience.) Also, I’m not in a partnership, so I have no one in my corner backing me up, ever, this is mainly due to the dogs who play sides, {this is one of those areas, where no one, I should say, hardly anyone, can see the passive aggressive bitches working, I have talked about it several times on blog, how people naturally ‘side’ with people in any situation, but there are ‘entities’, human ones, out there, women, who manipulate people, all the time, so as to ‘play sides’ against me. Even after exposing them on my blog, they still do it. I said mainly, because, actually I am not the type of person to easily befriend someone, I am happiest on my own. Someone friended me on Facebook, and I can see the dogs there, manipulating this person into being a bitch - they can’t help themselves, they do it with every single person I encounter including family. Most people are weak and blind. So, friends are definitely few and far in between, (I won’t tell you what one of my friends did to me after we just left school …., such betrayal!) Really, I believe, you cannot have female friends after school anyway, life is different from when you were at school). So, ‘they’ think no one is watching, or they work in a gang, usually a pack of women, who have found a common enemy, and they use it to bond together, it becomes about that - it is fully sick and most people, fully disgust me in their dysfunction. Most people are naive. It reminds me of a game we used to play when infants “Goodie vs Baddies” - this was the evolved version, as before it was “Cowboys vs Indians”, by then (late 1970’s there was a collective consciousness about racism!! – and side bar, see how the collective consciousness works, you just have to bring to light something bad, and it slowly sinks in to peoples psych, until it is no longer a problem – hence my Blog). And see, the world can and does change. Just very slowly. {Actually, I think the collective consciousness also works in kind of the opposite too, as in, when some stupid little girl steals from me, they may think that it makes no difference, and is insignificant: ‘she doesn’t need it, I need it more’, no harm done, I’m just a “little mouse taking some cheese”. But NO, due to the collective consciousness and possibly things way out of my or any one’s control, there IS A REACTION: a great disaster or a great tragedy unfurls or is unleashed on mankind, and all because of some stupid greedy persons significant NEGATIVE FORCE. It’s hard to explain, but I believe great “natural disasters” and or evil crimes happens as a result of their small little pathetic crimes. What’s worse is there are many people who can see these great disasters unfurl and think “look how baaadass I am” how cool! Male and female alike.} So, back to those dogs playing sides, trying to create the common enemy, they are wanting to create a “Baddie” – like on Superman. They really are sick in the head. When I moved to my new location, I tried to join the local Landcare, but the girl running it, said I had to be “approved” first. She wanted to check that I was not a “Baddie” ! now Landcare is a volunteer organization, so actually, what was she afraid of? Did she think I may be an ax murder? - someone with a criminal record? Maybe she thought I was a drunk who wanted to join Landcare? BLOODY STUPID WOMAN. This is nothing but discrimination by “the common man”. So, I will be glad not to join a discriminatory organization – thanks very much. She later stole 10c from me, I guess a ’punishment’? STUPID. Btw Bundaberg Landcare refused to take my native tubes to sell, and Mackay Landcare refused to sell to me period! QLD Landcare are still learning! It also comes right back to my little philosophy; if you give them enough rope, there’s not one person who won’t hang themselves. They seem to think power tripping is a type of luxury – so bizarre. Someone told me once, that if you can remember back to your childhood, any incident where you were chastised for being naughty, then the chastisement was probably too harsh for the trivial nature of the naughty matter. In my life, in my adult life especially, I am referring too, as I did not have this problem as a child, mostly, (bar 3 or 4 rotten teachers), but I remember everything, every reprimand. I can assure you, I know and remember well, who each and every single stupid monkey who has been on my back, and what you have done, and I have cursed you. You know I guess it just goes to show the key to popularity is pretty much NOT being a narcissist. And I find most people probably will refuse to understand the word narcissist, I mean let's face it, sounds ‘nasty’ and possibly ‘nazi’. A narcissist is someone who tries to control the situation all the time, and undermines your opinion, and tries to put you down (in direct, or passive aggressive ways). The dictionary meaning of the word is: “Narcissistic personality disorder is a mental health condition in which people have an unreasonably high sense of their own importance. They need and seek too much attention and want people to admire them. People with this disorder may lack the ability to understand or care about the feelings of others.” (As soon as I read this, I immediately thought of several politicians who fit this bill to a tea. And also, a lot of ‘snobs’ like from private schools. And Telstra call centre staff). So, if you're ever feeling lonely ask yourself do you do those things? because I can assure you heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of people do, there's major dysfunction going on in this country. I personally believe it is such an issue, because of the scary word factor, ‘nasty’ and ‘nazi’! seriously I was ban from spnfl for using the word nazi in an email I sent to another member. People are stupid. Scared of the word narcissism, without understanding what it really means. Btw I have been accused several times of wanting to “teach people a lesson” – because of this Blog! Which I find amusing: if you write down what people do, including who is doing it – they think I am “punishing” or either “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. – well NO to “punishing”, as if I caught someone stealing red handed, you would then see some punishment behaviour, just writing about it IS NOT PUNISHMENT (idiots). But, bingo to “causing someone to experience negative consequences to deter them from repeating bad behaviour”. Definitely, that is the point, completely, since there seems to be NO other way. 13. Sleeping women, minimum wage and the reverse of feminism I am now 47 and over the last 25 years, I have unfortunately formed a really low opinion of women. I do want to mention I went to an all-girls school and I don’t have any memories of being surrounded by stupid women at school, I felt like everyone was pretty much normal, it was only after I left school and entered the workplace when I encountered a whole heap of stupid women. {Actually, it was later determined, that public transport in and to Sydney was a major factor in this opinion}. Back when I was young, when I thought about the women’s movement and feminism, I just thought it made sense, women must be oppressed (women are oppressed) that’s why they are not paid as much as men, and I could see why hopping on the bandwagon for equal pay was a good and virtuous thing for a woman. And indeed, I have come across many women who have been very smart, and not only should be paid equally, but should be paid way more than the typical man, what they bring to the workplace is invaluable, however, this is the minority, and most women, do not contribute anything aside from bitchiness/bullying/pettiness and theft – in my experience. And I have known prominent feminists doing a total 180°C in their mature years, changing their mind, because they have seen so many puppet women. It those little puppets, that give all women a bad name, so if you see a sleeping beauty, wake her up, like I do “fuck off you stupid bloody dogs”. Having said that, when I was 20 and got my first job, I was so underpaid it was unbelievable; compared to the same aged men employed at the same company ($200 difference in weekly pay packets, 1994 – how am I meant to save for a house deposit on that kind of money?) And while I put a 20-year-old girl automatically into the ‘sleeping beauty’ category, - they are really naive at that age, raised to be so, at any rate they were back then, times might be different now, but I don’t think so, and they are very unaware of the fact that there are “walking retail victims”, women in their 20’s that is. (Last year I ventured onto Facebook and the oppression that goes on there, the unwillingness to know the truth about life, about the nitty-gritty and ugliness that goes on, is huge - still, this country is run by oppressive people.) Anyway, I consider my time important, way more important than minimum wage. I feel the government/Centrelink/Human Services/CENTERLINK, fail to acknowledge the importance of one’s own personal time, regardless of their thinking abilities. Actually, I think the whole ‘five day working week’ needs to be re-thought in my opinion, re-thought into 4 days! So, people can have a chance to live rather than consume themselves with work. Someone told me once, that the government suspect people would fight too much if the working week was reduced, that’s why they have 5 days. Perhaps this is true, I’ve encountered many people who all they want to do is fight, fighting is the only way they know to communicate, and alcohol influenced, back in the day all men were drunks, creating an antagonistic Australia. They just don’t know how to live, knowing how to live is something that is learnt and often not encouraged due to shame put on anyone who is not thoroughly invested in work or raising a family, or just shame in general, it is big in Australia - guilt. And a lot of people see fun and enjoyment in life as only achieved if one is tormenting someone else. (Really weird), but I can see the world is slowly but surely evolving (have you seen the longest glass water slide ever built on a huge mountain in China? Fantastic fun for hard workers!). All you oldies out there may have noticed that there also has been a movement in the health sector to target children. When I was a child there was no children’s health care where I lived, and definitely, none of the kids I ever encounted in my school were sickly in any way. I think when I was 10, they introduced dental care for kids. (whole other story bout how they mucked up my teeth (female dentist - you wouldn’t believe the amount of stories I have, that involve ‘fake’ female professionals or dentists for that matter, male alike)) However, the other day I noticed a whole Practice up here in North Queensland, for children, the field of expertise was chiropractic. There were 2 female chiropractors targeting kids - can you believe that? This is pure prey/hunt/pounce. And I think this hidden form of “cat and mouse game”, has come about due to the increase of women in the work place, who are not needed, and thus have devised a way to make money by finding victim parents and telling them they need to spend money on completely unnecessary adjustments in order for their child to thrive and be healthy, and to insinuate for them to be good parents. I am outraged by those women and that Practice. Wake up Sleeping Beauties, your child does not need a chiropractic adjustment! I tried to tell the common people on FaceBook what is going on - but they ban me, they want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, so they can make money. (Also, old men want Sleeping Beauties to remain Sleeping Beauties, as old men are perverts – its related to the sleeping beauty factor). Here is a good spot to mention, whilst I was online, looking on ‘Indeed Jobs.com’ available – btw, which is actually a good way to keep up-to-date with the world, see what’s going on in the real world, who’s hiring the most, what sectors are booming, who are the new innovators, who are the bad companies with a high staff turnover…. etc. Anyway I glanced at one job, it said “nanny required: $40 an hour”. Can you believe that? $40 an hour! I mean maybe too much time has gone by since I was a nanny, when it was like $6 - $13 an hour. But I’m guessing there’s a shortage of decent honest respectful caring women now - and that’s why $40 is on offer! 14. 5 kid’s Story At one point in my life, I was doing a lot of temp babysitting, and nanny work on the wealthy Upper Northshore of Sydney. One time I looked after this family who had five kids. 5. Really and truly, I’ve never come across a more absurd and stupid situation in my life. You’ve got to be absolutely nuts, but mostly stupid, to have 5 kids - both mother and father would fit into this category. What’s more, at the end of the night when it was time for me to get paid, and go home, they were reluctant to pay me, and when the father actually did, he came out with a whole lot of 1c and 5c coins, about $20 worth - how disgusting, the hourly rate was so low anyway. I mean his attitude was like “do we really have to pay her, how could she ask for money” he did not say this, but that was what he implied with his wife, as they were getting the coins out. It was like he felt, because he had five kids, (“I have 5 kids”) he was entitled to free childcare from me! FUCK OFF. I couldn’t believe it. I mean how does he expect the person who is looking after his child, to eat? How does he expect that person to afford to buy a house? Does he not think a childcare worker needs her own home?? ARSHOLE. (If I weren’t so pissed off, I might find it a little humorous how every mother thinks the sun shines out of her sons arse, when in reality her son is just an arshole, same as every other mothers son). Any childcare worker needs to be paid a proper wage thanks very much. And, I ‘reckon’, the supermarkets, as in Coles and Woollies, ought to be rewarding people who do not have children, in the form of discounts for meat, especially beef steaks. We care about the planet – multiple breeders DO NOT. We care about proper housing for every one – THEY DO NOT. We care about enough love and attention per child to foster proper mental health – they DO NOT. Any more than two kids is pure GREED (plus vanity). {Possibly only 1 other experience I have had, surpasses the absurdness of the 5 kids situation, and that is the ridiculous experience at RMIT college Chiro clinic back in 2005. (I bet all those fake STUPID girls were 3rd borns). {I have medical proof these days about my back – so “oh whoops” – you bloody stupid blonde, accusing me of faking back problems – utter 3rd born stupidity.) Oh, later at Sarina I saw a woman with 12 kids, I think it was 12. Not sure if there were all hers, but she implied they were. SICKENING. Infact I will put that story; A few months ago, last summer actually, I went over near Sarina Beach for a swim. This was the first time I had ventured out to the beach, and as there were people there, I wanted to talk to them and hear their opinion on crocodiles and stingers. They were a family, a mother and a father with, I think, it would’ve been about 12 little kids, they were Islanders. They appeared to be the only 1 family. So, I started talking to them. (Putting my personal opinion of large families, on the side. If you read my blog, you’ll be quite familiar with it - it’s not good.) Anyway, the mother said that they’re always there swimming, she brings the kids down every day. And that they don’t have any stinger suits, and they’ve never been stung. And they aren’t concerned about crocs, but they just stay close to the shore, in that little area. After we finished chatting, I thought, well that’s good to know, and left to get my goggles. But as I was walking off up the beach, two of the littler kids started following me, unbeknownst to me, but when they had nearly caught up to me, because I had stopped up the top to collect some driftwood, and I saw them, the father finally realised that the two of his kids were following me, and he called them back down. They raced off, back down the 200m or so!! lol. Later while I was in the shower, washing my 94cm long hair – (which gives me a lot of time to think about things as a I detangle!) I was thinking about YouTube, and what a good platform it is, if you’ve got something to say. It seems like of late, I always have something to say, and so I’m thinking YouTube would be a good place to talk about that issue. And that real scenario of those two little kids that were following me. Like their ‘sleepiness’ would be beyond most people‘s comprehension – the fact they can’t think for themselves and that’s why they simply started following me. Those two kids will need supervision like their dad, for the rest of their lives. Well, at least they've got excuses, that they were young; still learning how to think. But much worse, is I have grown adults following me in this manner too. It is downright scary how asleep and stupid a lot of people are. It’s not just a ‘young child’ thing in Australia. It’s really strange to me that people don’t comprehend that multiple kids lead to total health problems, including mental problems of this nature. As I personally have this particular problem from non-thinkers - all the time (and it’s not just little kids, little 3rd borns, 4th borns, or 5th , 6th, 7th, 8th , 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th…..), young women in particular, in their 20s are the worst. But it’s all zombie 3rd born related. I suspect some of those zombies who follow me, must kind of ‘come to’ and think “what am I doing here at this bloody girls place”, and start to get pissed off – not knowing really why, and so then just steal from me in retaliation at their own stupidity?? Like it was my fault! Idiots. I just can’t believe that it’s not ‘a thing’, and why is it up to me to spell this out to people. It’s 2023, humans have been around for yonks. This factor should be a well-known talked about issue. Btw, later when I was soaking that driftwood, there in my tub, were about 20 little baby irukandji stingers! Yikes. Deadly. ON A DIFFERENT SIDE NOTE, when I was working back then with many families as a temp nanny, I noticed the ‘girly’ type of women always had girls. And the ‘nazi/yelly’ type of women, had boys. With a mixed personality, having both male and female offspring!! It was always the case, out of dozens of families I encounted. I was seriously thinking my situation was some sort of set up; surely it can’t be such a coincidence! But I think it is definitely true, personality types dictating offspring sex. I also have a personal theory that a pregnant woman who have a ”huge” belly when due; they will be having a very healthy child. The smaller, the weaker. Sorry to say. Actually, in encountering so many families and mothers, in a position of servitude, I noticed quite a few other things, like, I was working for this one family, the mother with her little girl not yet 1, and a boy 5 or 6. Every evening we'd be in the kitchen together, the mother preparing dinner for her and her husband, and me feeding the kids at the table. If I were to ever speak with the mother, the son would interrupt me and try and take over the conversation, like he really wanted his mother's attention all to himself. Like she was his temporary wife, his fill-in, until he reached the appropriate age to obtain his very own!!! I was quietly amused at such motherfuckery. And actually, I'm not sure how healthy it is for a son to be so possessive of his mother, or well, maybe they're just born that way, a personality type (?) (I doubt it, I think mothers get off on things like that "my son loves me so much...".) Mind you I was apparently later accused by some idiot (probably bimbos from the television industry) of being a nanny due to wanting to ‘sidle in’ and steal somebody's family!! plus, also, something about being gay, something derogatory, not sure what. But then what’s more, somebody else said that they saved me from such accusations, by stating for the record, ‘it is not true, as she previously told me the main reason I was a nanny, was because I wanted to see whether I wanted family and kids’! BTW, after working as a nanny, I could clearly see that I did not want either. I can asure you thats true, I do not want YOUR family! Lol. It probably has more to do with being bullied in the workplace, as apposed to the quite simple domestic arena. But I find it doesn't matter what I do in life, there's always going to be someone who's going to say something snide and sinister and evil just like that accusation. You know, before I wrote this blog, did you hear me going around accusing all those mothers I worked for of being bloody hopeless, so much so that they needed a nanny? I don't think so!! (Not mentally ill, just hopeless). One time, I was attending a job interview, for nanny work, it was at Lane Cove, a very nice area. And I tell you what - there are some weird people and stupid bitch mothers out there!! This woman wasn’t home when I arrived, I was let inside, to wait for her. As soon a she entered and saw me she just started chastising me for parking in her spot! She was really pissed off about it. Then she wanted me to wait some more for her husband to get home, for the interview! I probably should’ve excused myself and left then, as there was no way I would work for her. But I waited, then the husband arrived home, and oh my god - what an arsehole!! I have never met a man ruder and more disrespectful in all my life (well maybe aside from Fred at Bonds, but this one was still worse than the 2 imbeciles on the XPT train). I thought well, I need not be pissed off with that stupid bitch mother, because she’s married to an arsehole, she’s going have to suffer for it her whole life, so ha! I really do not recommend working for a house wife. I’m reminded: I do not have water views like that stupid bitch because I’m not a stupid bitch. It seems to get ahead and be rich in Australia. You need to be stupid bitch: reward for stupid bitches. 15. Ridiculous - Australian Tax Office – they really are thieves, they have hopped on the thieving dog bandwagon Dam and Blast, there are some stupid little thistles that work at the Australian tax office. I have a business. I’m a registered GST Business owner. I pay tax on any sale I make, and if I have not in the past, it’s because, that income has been under the taxable income threshold (which at the moment is $22,000) So I do not owe the tax department anything. I never have. I’m not the sort of person that would let myself get into debt with anyone, let alone the Australian tax office - yet I’m fairly certain they may have had something to do with the fact (actually I can’t say for certain) but I have been banned from eBay, and since eBay was the main source of my income, I’ve more or less lost a big slice of my business. But when I phoned the tax department one day, because of a linking issue with My Gov, the person I spoke to was very odd and sly, he was asking me odd questions, it was from these questions, that I suspect, he suspected, I was stealing from him, and that little shithead, is the reason why I can’t continue my business! what an idiot! This is what they do in Australia; instead of encouraging small business they destroy people who have small businesses, I hope he gets cancer and dies. (I suspect the Coact jobs provider at Gin Gin, Carol Watson may also have something to do with it, due to her question one day) fake name. Someone told me one day, that the tax office can’t get to the big guns like big businesses to pay tax, like bunnings {and I’m sure they’ll be numerous more} and so they pick on little people that are powerless and have no status in society, like me, - it’s their nature to be arseholes. That’s what makes them stupid – everyone is accountable for their actions in the end. By the way, I’m a firm believer; you’ve gotta pay your taxes! We have roads, we have hospitals, we have schools; because people pay their taxes. If you drive a car, get sick, you’re going to need those resources just like everybody else, so just pay it and be happy that you can. And, also when lodging a tax return every year, if you earn under the taxable income threshold, then you do not have to lodge a return – this is clearly stated on their website, but it stated you have to lodge a form that states “non lodgement”, I guess, so they know why your not lodging. – so about about 10 years ago, before they were online, I did not know about this form, I only knew about the taxable income threshold, as that is what was stated in the tax return – there was no mention in the tax return to lodge a separate form (their mistake), so I did not do anything for that 3 years. So I suspect those stupid tax people saw that I did not lodge and suspected I was stealing from them in those 3 years, as in earing and not declaring. And as a result have been apart of the stupid little boy network who have been stealing from me. Once again YOUR MISTAKE. And btw, last year I paid tax on several large sold items on etsy, and the only way to claim that money back (several hundred dollars, as I was entitled as I had not reached the taxable income threshold – but had many business related expenses that I could claim as) - was to lodge a tax return. So, even though I was STILL under the taxable income threshold {I personally believe those purchases were made by the tax dep so they could steal from me in this manner – a calculated plan to steal from me}, I put in a return to get that money back, as tax had already been paid on those items. They were NOT entitled to tax on those items. I know the laws. So, after going to all the bother of lodging my tax return, the tax department didn’t give me my tax refund - they just refused. (They lost, they lost their calculated plan, and refused to belief they were wrong). (Reminds me of the Bunnings Bimbos). Thieving arsholes – although I am guessing it were female behind it – women are the biggest thieves. And the biggest liars. Although they don’t have the biggest egos, so could be the boys. Who knows. The bottom line is the Australian Tax department stole from me too – guess they wanted to hop on the band wagon - the thieving dog bandwagon that is so prevalent in Australia. 16. Emily the Greeny I don’t have any chemicals in the house (aside from the rare occasion when I need bleach for the mould) that’s the only one. But of course, I need washing powder and dishwashing powder - but I choose the green brands, which means I can use the grey water on the garden, so I recycle all my water and I make sure no water goes to waste, ever. (I have since moved in to a town, a unit in QLD, and it is much more difficult to recycle the water – infact I cannot, and all the overflow, including septic, runs out into a little creek that runs through the property (yikes – I can’t believe they are allowed to get away with doing that, especially as this creek joins the bigger one across the road, and kids swim in it) This is what happens when there are NO greenies in power. Stupidity happens. Blonde stupidity, like my neighbour. Perhaps they need to introduce ‘environmentalists’ to inspect properties that have creeks, to make sure there is no polluting. I heard the manufacturer down the road, also pollutes into the same creek. So, this is not something that only happened in the 50’s and 60’s when people knew no better. That’s one of the reasons why I said on my blog moving up to QLD, is like stepping back in time by 40 years. My other neighbours said it was more like 100 – 150 years. Anyway, I only use pure cotton tampons, so they can be composted. (After I wrote this bloody Woolworths got fake “green” tampons from Kotex, {Kimberly-Clark American conglomerate, although I was advised before, Kotex was Romanian; Americans trying to blame Romanians!} – anyway these IDIOTS make those tampons now, out of polyester blend. STUPID STUPID. I have switched brands to Cottons Organic and Moxie. And HEY BEANS FOR BRAINS: The planet is more important than the economy. It’s any wonder the toilet didn’t block up. I clean the windows with vinegar. I clean everything with vinegar. I mop the floors with tea tree oil and vinegar. And do the kitchen benches with water/vinegar and orange essential oil. Or whatever oil I am in the mood for! I only buy the real paper towels, and not the fancy branded one that has silicon, polyester and plastic in their paper towelling (disgraceful; is not biodegradable – what are you thinking? Am I surrounded by morons??). By the way, I don’t use toilet paper; I have a bidet with cotton washes for drying, saving millions of trees. Millions. Plus is 50000 times better; cleaner. I also buy PAPER facial tissues, most tissue brands too have silicon, polyester and or plastic in them to make them “soft” – this is the manufacturers reason for adding it – “it’s what the customers want- softness”. I DON’T THINK SO! Customers are prepared for a little paper rough if they know it is organic. There is only 1 brand at 1 supermarket (Woollies) that sells pure paper facial tissues – which is abhorrent. But at least there’s one, even if it only started up this year in 2025. Its not that rough, its quite fine. I can toss my tissues down the loo, nobody else can! I always buy those wooden cotton tips for ear cleaning, even though I dispose of them properly anyway, unlike some bad people who live by the coast. (Wooden tips are biodegradable). I don’t buy tuna, in order to save the dolphins, and save my health from toxic ocean pollution. I try to grow my own vegetables, again after moving into a rental unit, this is near impossible. On those rare occasions when I purchased bacon, I only purchase sour stall free bacon (Coles has it). And I certainly only ever by RSPCA approved cage free eggs, and chicken, which are still a very good price. And I never eat anything made from goats milk due to the slaughter of all the poor male goats. I use fans mostly, with misters. I certainly would never put in a fireplace – only bimbos would do that, not only do they pollute everyone’s air, but they take heaps of valuable time to prepare with kindling and firewood. Plus, they are stinky and messy and need constant attention and cleaning out. (I don’t think some people think things all the way through….they are not romantic, they are dirty! – course Australia is not a cold cold country – but in Siberia, they do not use wood fire either). I only drive anywhere, when I have a point and a purpose - I don’t hoon around pointlessly like the local hoons, trucks and council workers do, or follow someone because they are bored - polluting the airways. Btw – how can you all put with those nuisance drivers? HOW?? {I have a ‘fantasist’ motor biker stalking me (he thinks he is Evel Knievel) at new address-maybe he/she is trying to be greener with a motorbike now instead of car?} And at my house (2021), I don’t even mow the lawns either, I have a ‘wild’ garden! again saving the air from pollution (I’m not sure people realise how much petrol engines, pollute the air, they are TOXIC. There are health warnings on cigarette boxes, why are there none on petrol caps? The smoke from your car is 50,000 times more toxic than cigarette smoke). I don’t think most motorists realise every time they start that ignition, and idle away, for every second they’re burning fuel, they are polluting the environment. They are polluting their own airways. Sidebar time: at one point in my life, I got it into my head I should have an electric car (2012). But I couldn’t get an electric car, they were way over budget back then, so I opted for a second-hand Ute which was diesel instead of petrol. The reason why I was so adamant I wanted an electric car was because the smell from my car then, petrol, I found absolutely repulsive. I almost developed an allergic reaction to the smell of cars. I really believe they are DEADLY. So, when I got my diesel it was heavenly, there’s practically no smell from it compared to my old petrol car. When combustion engine burns petrol, it leaves behind oil in the car (sump oil), that is basically toxic putrid -it’s so disgusting. Lawnmowers produce it too; if you get some of that used oil, and put it on your lawn, you will see it kills absolutely everything that it touches. It’s so toxic. And I see people on YouTube drenched in sump oil – they have no idea. Really, it should be a high priority, of getting rid of all petrol engines. Yikes! I use wooden pegs on my clothesline, (unbelievable how many backyards I’ve seen riddled with pieces of plastic broken pegs, yuk, yuk, yuk and stupid). I buy 2nd hand goods when I can (new location, 2022, there are no 2nd hand furniture shops! Can you believe that, not even a tip shop, and only thieves on gumtree who only buy my goods when their stupid offspring steal from me. What is wrong with people?) I did spend $14000 on a 5kw solar system, but that turned out to be a scam, my bill went up, yes after spending $14000, my bill went up. Do be careful of greedy business people wanting to take advantage of caring people who have good intentions. I was told later, that I had to make the sacrifice in order to get other people to copy and start spending money to save the environment. I believe it has worked; have you seen social media these days with all of the people standing up for the environment, it's amazing. Make sure you ‘carbo offset’ your own life. Many women are far happier these days going child-free. Did you know in Australia, incinerators were banned in the 1980s, because they pollute the air, big time. I have also planted thousands of trees. Although I have had difficulties with people just pulling, yanking, my trees out of the ground and poisoning them. Regional rural areas; still have problems with people who don't appreciate nature or the environment, especially farmers, unfortunately – and men in general, in my experience, seem to be really retarded in this area of “nature”, like nature is something to rebel against and destroy. {So stupid}. You know when I was in Melbourne and visited the open gardens down there, a few years ago now, I bet there would've been more people there in Frankston visiting those gardens, than who attend football games! There is a great love for nature, and nature is going to win. {You better be backing the winner!} The photo above on the far right shows a wall hanging I did as a young 16yr old, experimenting with weaving techniques - got first place in the Gunnedah Show! 😁: 17. Take Photos and Videos of Everything I am getting a little annoyed of seeing ‘unable to right click due to international copyright laws’. I think most people are a little confused about what you can take photos of and what you can’t; Basically, you can take photos of everything and anything you see, and upload it to social media or the Internet, providing it’s not of a private nature like sex/bathroom. ANYTHING If you take a photo of some stranger that you see down the street and then upload it, this is NOT illegal, nor does it violate any privacy laws. And it doesn’t matter what age the person is either, nor if it’s a video of them. It’s also the same with artwork, if you go into a gallery, and take a photo of the wall that has a painting on it, that is NOT illegal. So, if some curator dog comes up to you and chastises you for taking a photo in a gallery - you can tell her where to shove it. I would possibly even slap them on the cheek as well (that later action may be illegal, but, possibly worth it). 2nd photo above is my mother, Fran, and her adopted mum, Gwyneth Flood around 1987: 18. If you don’t know your ancestors, no one else will My mother was adopted at age 18mnths approx. According to our grandmother, she was adopted from her uncle, whose wife died, and he decided he could not look after a little girl. My Grandmother was a liar. We determined this, as over the years, her story slightly changed, until finally she said, she would never tell. When my mother (Frances Lesley, formally, Flood, now Bieman, was in her late 40s, she decided she wanted to find out her lineage. I recall she paid a couple of different organisations a few hundred dollars, to look into it for her. They were total bogus scams. They came up with a whole ‘tall tale” for her, made up a complicated story about how she was part Asian! If you know my mother, well, if you just took one look at her, you would most certainly know that this was not true. As I was reading the information given by the Researchers some years later after she had died, it was quite obvious to me, that it was total bullshit, but – I bet my mum reading it, would have been taken in by it, hook line and sinker. So, this story is just a word of warning; if you don’t know your ancestors nobody else will. And it pays to keep your firstborn‘s around; they’re likely to be able to see things, that the previous generation can’t. 19. I would hate to born in Ethiopia Do you know when I was a young girl, there were starving Ethiopians. It was a big thing with famine relief packages being organized. It’s now 30-40 years later and they’re still starving. Look it up on wiki – they have famine there ALL the time. I have a message you may not wish to hear: Stop breeding you fucking idiots, why are you making life difficult for yourself? What woman in her right mind would want to inflict her childhood starvation pain, on to another child? Or should we just call you rape nation? I hear stories of women who are tortured as kids, they have shitty lives, yet they grow up, get a partner and have kids of their own, just so they can expose them to the shitty world too. Break the cycle. (Btw, this is the epitome of stupidity) Are they sadists? My meal today, consisting of fresh picked cabbage, purslane, beef mince, onions and sober noodles (plus a few herbs and spices). The mince was the cheapest bulk pack, it was the “Torana” of mince, but the noodles were so good, they were like the “Mercedes” of noodles. I know how to budget. Least I am not starving. You know, maybe if I put this up on Facebook, I may understand why I may have been banned (not agreed to it at all) - people don’t like to hear these ugly truths. Even though I believe putting up a message like this, would do more to help those people, than anything that has been done in the past 30 or 40 years in so called charity. BTW, a little birdie told me the real reason I was banned from Facebook was because I called some blonde a stupid blonde (it turned out she did have blonde hair, and I guess must have been stupid) as she was so offended, in her childish way, she went about brainwashing all the admin to ban me, and they totally complied with her manipulations. Poor little girl, offended because someone called her a stupid blonde, could someone please show her the starving Ethiopians. Oooh, if only I had a name and a photo. 20. Reference from Anna Abbott (I have included several references on my Blog, as it seems to be a silly reoccurring thing, especially as a renter, and someone continuously NEW, having to continuously move between rentals and locations. They want references, plus, people in the community, who have no business wanting any kind of reference, seemingly wanting some sort of validation, that they can ‘converse and ‘absorb’ me into their lives. And that I am not a common POOR slut or axe murder – this seems to be their biggest fear. I am not sure how people cannot see the correlation between school teachers and references. But if you want to know something about me, it is best you speak to me. NEW ENGLANO GIRLS' SCHOOL ARMIDALE, NSW, 2350 TELEPHONE (02) 6774 8700 FAX +61 2 6774 8741 PLEASE ADDRESS ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO THE PRINIPAL MRS ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. 7th November,1991 To whom it may concern, Emily Bieman has been a student at the New England girls school for all her secondary education. During that time Emily has shown herself to be a quiet, co-operative student who is conduct has been impeccable. She has participated willingly in a wide range of school activities; Emily has been a member of the Independent Girls School Sporting Association, and Combined High School Swimming Team, and represented the school in the Hannah Shield competition. During the past year she has served as a Table Captain a Fire Drill captain, and has been a popular and valued member of her form. However it has it is her creativity in the arts that has really brought Emily to the fore. She has considerable talents in design and has in fact, won the Dressmaker of the Year Encouragement Award, and Award for Originality, at the Northwest Fashion and Design competition. Emily was also a finalist in the 1990 and 1991 Armidale Wool Expo competitions. Emily is an original thinker who is blessed with considerable breath of vision and creativity. She is cooperative in school activities, and is a well respected member of the school family. I have no hesitation in recommending this talented girl to a future employer, and wishing her well in her endeavours. School Principal ANNA ABBOTT B.A. ,V~p.Teadt., T.e. ,B.Leg.S. ,M. Utt. ,J.P. ,M . A .C.E . ,C.C. E.A. In my original Blog I had next an image of a Job Add from Indeed, it was for a Gardening position, I noticed with all Gardening adds, they all wanted Police Checks; 21. Gardeners Discriminated Against It’s always the gardener jobs that requires a police check - gardeners are completely discriminated against. What do you think, all Gardeners are a bunch of criminals? Actually, later I realized, they most probably do this, as Indeed IT staff probably read about my experience with the pervy gardeners at NEGS! 22. Things I wish I was told when I was 18 Every activity you do with your body takes its toll, be very careful in the activities and work you choose; is it worth your while? are you being paid properly? are you been paid at all? if you don’t adhere to this warning, by the time your 40s come around (which happens in a blink of an eye) you will be aching, there’s no Medicare rebates for physio and massage which basically are the only 2 things that really help with these aches and pains (aside from pepper essential oil) Your employer will want to use your body as much as they can get away with, they are greedy, old and have no morals on the inside - be strong and stand up to them. NO CHAINSAWING Embrace being on your own, don’t rely on other people, you know best, you have inner instinct, (of course your own inner voice and not somebody else’s inner voice/images), which btw, nobody talks about, but is this very real ‘planet earth connection thing’ that happens - not that this has been a problem for me, but it is a problem for other people around me; Reflections, how some women do reflections; that is, mirror what you’re thinking and reflect it back to you word verbatim or (some clever ones twist it to manipulate). So, if you ask them how they are, and you think to yourself angry, they will say “angry”, it is really like you’re having a conversation with yourself, but some will say the opposite, like “I am not angry at all”, in a slight rebellious way. They follow you – like little dogs, they steal from you. You should avoid these creatures because they are thieving leeches designed specifically for men who want bimbos (they are rife in television and radio world. “Obviously, one doesn’t speak every single thought one has in one’s head - things could get a little confusing and offensive; when one speaks, one always applies common courtesies, along with common-sense and structure.” This is something I have no troubles with. However, I know for a lot of female tv / radio bims out there, this is something that they struggle with. And people take advantage of their sleepy nature. Most people are thoughtless, try and remember that, Emily! People are small and petty. Like, if you ever make a complaint to anyone (like your local MP, or your boss) you have to do it anonymously otherwise they'll harass, stalk and manipulate you for the rest of your life. They have mental problems and were raised badly by bimbos. They come from a different world than yours. And, if you tell people, you never get sick, then you have people trying to make you sick - it’s part of their senseless nature, you don’t understand it when you’re 18 but they do the opposite, due to bad nazi parenting/schooling in Australia, thus rebellion. You’re like an ‘open book’ people see/hear you coming, they will try and steal as much money and ideas out of you as possible, trust no one (you run rings around most people!) Women are the enemy, way more so than men. It’s not like school where you are all friends; every single person you encounter after probably age 20, will try and steal from you anyway they can EVERY SINGLE PERSON. A pusscat is better company than anyone. Don‘t listen to radio or go to music festivals (you don't understand when your young; no music, trust me). Get them to pay Superannuation, don’t work for a woman ever. Start saving for a house at 15, coax parents into giving you a deposit. (If you haven’t coaxed them into buying a house on your 18th! (Which they should, no more beer for you!) Live at home to save, but living in the community you grew up in is a good thing, people are nasty if they don’t know you, especially when you’re young, single and still vulnerable. For you, really having own home to nest in, feel safe in, is the most important thing. A place where you can invest money / effort into making things the way you want. Settle up North where it’s warm, there are less viruses, (flu virus is not caused from cold, but highly contagious, it will kill you). They hardly know anything about virus except the more times you get flue, the overall weaker your body becomes, I personally believe it to be handed out deliberately amongst the population. Plant heaps of trees everywhere you go, & flowers. When you’re young, for all Dr appointments, take a friend. I know this is a huge inconvenience but Drs cannot be trusted with young girls, as well as receptionist, dentists, nurses and assistants. None of them can be trusted to do the right thing/make right decision always. At any rate take a camera around your neck and record each visit. (I found alternative medicine people, nicer people, except that one pervert, can’t remember him now). Also, try to see the same GP always, that’s another reason why it is not good to move around, you will need a Dr to vouch for you later on against the cunts. NEVER go to dentist unless in extreme pain, (clove essential oil will kill any bacteria) just keep brushing every day lightly. Sensodyne, floss if you have to. Dentists are hopeless crooks that can’t handle your petite mouth. There is an Art of looking after your teeth. The point of life is finding your own personal happiness and things to care about, talk to your parents about their life, why they made certain decisions, they’ve had all the experience, you share the same DNA, use their experience (keep in mind they are pretty clueless about finances and how the world works, especially mum). And btw, all your friends and family will betray you in the end. It’s about money and power for most people. And when you’re 18 life is pretty good, if you think you have problems or are angry, forget about it, when you older, you’ll look back and think, not really bad compared to how things look when your wiser - you see the world with greater clarity, and all is not well in the country at all, there are a lot of big problems that people, particularly parents and school teachers (and news people for that matter) don’t really talk about, and the country is run by a lot of bad rich people or scared fearful people who don’t like change, and don’t like to rock the boat - reality can be so scary for them. Stand up to people who will try to oppress you (everyone). Don’t take out insurance. Especially car. Insurance is a total scam, if you put in a claim for insurance then you’ll have people following you around stealing from you, and they do it in sneaky ways where they can’t get caught. Organised crime is huge, and businesses are involved, so stealing is often done by not taking possessions, but by creating business for certain businesses. Australia is run by dogs – the good guys lost. They lie to you, and pharmaceutical companies are pure evil. (Maybe occasionally you will see glimmers of hope where something good happens, the world evolves a little bit at a time). After SouthPacifc, throw fashion out the window, become a speech pathologist, no, maybe even before. No fashion at all? but the “private” sector will screw you, the “public” sector have a whole heap of rules and so payments are guaranteed. So speech pathologist within gov department! {you don't really hear about highly skilled people much when you're young, but in my 50s now, I have seen quite a few very skilled people and these skills only come about from a lot of experience in the one industry}. People will be relatively respectful to you whilst your parents are alive, once they’re dead, if you’re not married, forget about it, you’re scum of society and treated as such. You’re going to be constantly hounded by bullies, the whole of Australia is made up of non-thinking bullies, they are every-where. I think the best advice I can give you to get them off your back is they respond only to loud strong language and intimidation, confidence is key. Get EVERYONE’S name, including coworkers, especially receptionists at councils, DEFINITELY CENTERLINK (record any interaction). You will need to know names for when they invent the internet! Don’t worry, internet is coming! Don’t spend money/effort on rentals, don’t purchase anything that can’t be packed in Ute – you will be renting all your life, frequently moving. They steal everything anyway, try to buy 2ndhand. {house prices skyrocket, no rentals available.} Tell Daniel to stay away from Heath Barwick, he is a thieving druggy idiot child with a bimbo mother. Don’t go to the cinema with that John guy. Tell Cathy Goldman and Rachael Wainberg’s sister to go fuck themselves – actually report both to police – you don’t know it but both are stalking you, actually report Heath too, he is stalking you too. Then never ever call the police again-they are completely naive and have no idea what’s going on.) 23. Oh, how much “natural charm” does a street have, without powerlines? A LOT! I think those trees are Eucalyptus leucoxylon’s. A tree lined street makes such a difference to the whole atmospheric feeling of a place, especially when there are no bloody powerlines. I always wondered why Council spent so much money on fixing roads that don’t really need to be fixed, when they can be putting powerlines underground, that would be a far more logical and better way to spend money, plus create jobs. However I have since learned that the power companies are private companies, and Councils are run by government. So this is a bit of a dilemma, and the government really should not have sold out the electricity companies, until they did the all to important underground works. 24. Lord of the Flies Admin OMG, this is exactly what I mean. Look what they have done on this article re great shot of amazing Architecture ; Nazi Admin have gone out of control, deleting posts left right and centre. Plus they’ve totally got the wrong end of the stick; Hey! you’re allowed to use words like ‘Nazi’ and ‘porn’ without being offensive. Grow the hell up little people Admin. And by the way, I have encountered a few IT companies that have also been run in “Lord of the Flies manner. If you have not read the book “Lord of the Flies”, I highly recommend you do. I’ve mentioned it numerous times on my blog. If you have not read this book, you won’t thoroughly know what I’m talking about. It is the negative part of certain human personalities, especially amongst young boys, young men who are on a gung-ho tirade. Call the Guard!! Although this world today, which is becoming more and more matriarchy, rather than patriarchy, the same can be applied to young women, I myself have had to “call the guard” on many many many many, occasions when dealing with a lot of retailers. Did you know there is no emoji for ‘yelling’ or ‘blowing the trumpet’ – oppressed IT, COOEE! I did find this one though 🤐 figures. 2 5 . Why privacy is important I have talked about this before, particular in the garden - if you read my “Houses need to be S-P-A-C-E-D” photo story on page 5 or my “Night sweats” photo story on page 10, possibly my Stalking Dogs in Melbourne story on p4. I go into detail about why it’s important, like a woman’s privacy, and predatory men, or theft, stalking female bimbos, as a result of no privacy, but, really most people don’t really care about those issues, even though those things that plague me terribly and make my life extremely difficult AND SHOULD BE DEALT WITH. I mean, I’m all for transparency; being honest and truthful in business and private lives, not making up lies in order to save face, or save somebody else’s face, or manipulate the situation, or to try and protect someone, kids. However, privacy is extremely important particularly if you’re a single lady, but really the number one reason why privacy is important, the reason anyway that would win a debate in the public sector; is business competition. I have found as a business owner, and because my privacy is somewhat compromised, I have dogs who can steal my customers in very sneaky ways. I have mentioned before on his blog that they steal ideas left right and center, which they still do, but my main business of seed selling, this doesn’t require too many new ideas, just requires customers. And, if the competition can see a customer sniffing around, well I’m not going to tell you some of the ideas that they come up with to steal them, because there are so many bloody copycats, and I don’t want to put any more ideas into their thieving heads, but they do it, and it’s because I don’t have privacy. Now I say this will win the debate, because I have noticed, for some reason that if you say its for business purposes you will immediately get the approval of everyone. Actually this “business purposes” is so significant that it would be a form of discrimination for those not in business and wish to make a point or complaint, etc. Have you ventured into town in the middle of the day? Do you notice how many people there are about, all on the street, all on the roads? There are literally 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people not at work. So that’s 1000’s and 1000’s and 1000’s of people who would be discriminated against. 26. Product Placement I remember watching this movie once called The Truman show, with Jim Carrey. I really liked it. About a man held captive unbeknownst to him, in a world where everything was produced by a producer, and everything was fake, so they were hidden cameras everywhere, and actors pretending to be his fake friends and fake family, fake wife, fake buildings fake workplace, even fake weather. I guess I liked it because I could relate to it in a way (dogs). There was a scene in it, where he notices that his wife was talking to him, but it was like she was talking to somebody else (she was obviously sending messages to the producer) and so he was left feeling slightly bewildered “am I going nuts?“ so, he exclaims in manic out-raged way “who are you talking to!” I think there are people who have seen this movie, and seen the way people can be manipulated, and who then like to try for themselves (I have found in life, when it comes to movies, particularly a good movie like that one, they copy everything in it). So, what those people do, is the product placement bits - they did it in that movie. In fact, I think that movie was the turning point, it was like was so obvious, and people so obviously saw how product placement works in movies, it was like product placement was brought into consciousness with the common people! So, they intern want to try it as well. Sometimes when I talk to certain people, I feel their product placement is so bad, I want to yell at them WHO ARE YOU TALKING TOO! And then I wonder, what possesses them to product place somebody else’s product. I think about any products that I think would be good enough to product place without receiving any money for it. And actually, I can think of only 2! One thing I loved when I had it, back when I was 20, on a fresh strawberry tart, was King Island Cream - it was the most amazing desert experience I had ever had! Best cream ever. So worth tasting. The other thing was Benjamin Moore self-levelling paint! 15 years ago, I bought this by chance, not even seeing the self-levelling part about it. I painted some craft wood shelves with it. As I was painting, of course when you paint, you get streaks from the brush lines, but after about five minutes, I noted, it literally did self-level and was beautifully smooth, no bubbles, it dried almost like a hard solid coating finish. Now 15 years later, I’ve still got those shelves and there’s not a scratch or a chip on it (and I have relocated 8 times) The craft wood is completely protected in this hard tough self-levelled coating. It is an outstanding product. I have since looked for it online, and I don’t think they make it any more, but they do have their own website, and for ‘almost’ a 4L tin of bathroom paint, it costs $150! so that is extraordinarily expensive, but their quality is unmatched in my opinion. So, I would have no problems product placing those two amazing products! Yesterday I saw a good movie about gambling. So, I have no doubt they were product placing gambling! But actually, I felt they were a little bit sneaky, whilst product placing gambling, they seemed to be subliminally saying, we are so good at this product placement now, that we are product placing to certain personality types; who we know are good at maths, but are lacking in areas like common sense, and also have big egos, so, don’t want to lose; These people make perfect gambling suckers and we want them by the bucket loads. And we are getting them. I have no doubt that it worked. I don’t gamble – waste of money. I’ve always thought anyone who gambles is just bloody stupid. I tell you, those businesses have got it covered; all the favourite Hollywood stars have had gambling scenes of some sort, and Hollywood people are very persuasive, so I feel like I definitely have to say something here, because people need help against persuasive Hollywood people! Don't be a victim so don't gamble. Money better off spent on good food and plants. And online gambling especially is for victims; you are never going to win. Isn't my Maidenhair Fern fabric print above , just beautiful! 27. Sun Dried Apricots I will include this method because my dried apricots were so amazing, they were unlike any other dried apricots I’ve ever tasted. There were two factors culminating in this, one was the variety of apricots, it was a new variety called ‘Story’ from Heemskirts Tamworth Nursery (Flemmings) - so deliciously big, sweet, fragrant and juicy, they were delicious at their optimum ripeness. The other factor, was in Gunnedah that year, it happened to coincide with the ripening of my apricots, was a four day extreme heat wave. This was an unbelievable hot heatwave, it was like hotter than I’d say any other year on record at that time of year (November), for four consecutive days. Hot hot hot!. I put out my apricots out each morning, bring them into the verander each evening before the due set in. After four days I had the most perfect sun dried apricots you can imagine. They hadn’t even discoloured, and I didn’t even use any vitamin C powder, which usually prevents the brown oxidisation on apricots. The flavour was extraordinary, so intense. It was really so good that it will be worth purchasing your own apricot tree so you can try this (and hope for a heat wave one year) Actually, the flavour was so good I’m thinking it’s probably worth fruit growers to take their almost ripe stone fruit out into Australia’s hot desert, so they can dry all their fruit by this method -unbelievable flavour. Come on Australia, wake up. I did them in my usual frames which consist of midge proof flyscreen, fully enclosed frames 28. Quote that resonated with me, about corrupt police and government in Iraq, using fear tactics to control Here is a quote from an Iraqi detainee who was falsely imprisoned at Guantánamo Bay for 14 years. This was his opening statement in his trial: “Where I am from, we know not to trust the police, we know the law is corrupt, and we know the government uses fear to control us.” This man is talking about his country of Iraq, however when he said this, it resonated with me. I am Australian, and as far as I’m concerned, he was talking about the police I know in Gin Gin and Bundaberg QLD, and the government that I know, - Centrelink, they are corrupt and they do use fear to manipulate - just as overcontrolling as the Iraqi government. It was only yesterday, I received yet another nuisance call from the new governments contractor who won the employment provider role – she claimed she was from them, (although her voice was familiar – and I have noted recently there have been a number of people calling me or who have taken my phone calls, that have distinctive voices; as in the same person who spoke to me when I phoned PayPal was the same person I spoke to when I phoned Telstra and Ebay – and not just recently but over the last 10 years, it has been the same person. Plus there is at least 4 “same people” people that I have recognised now, they claim to be a different person each time, but infact not – as I have finally got really familiar with their voice, and I now also record all phone conversations too, for comparison. I don’t know who is behind that, I would say, actually Telstra, since they do phones? Anyway, this woman, said they had not updated my details, placing me in financial harms ways. In the past I have had such monsters from Jobs providers, cut off payments on numerous occasions for no reason other than to strike fear – it is a game they relish – powertripping and fear mongering. They are fucked people. Btw, if you have to move, and you’re on employment, you’ve gotta come up with new bond costs as well as removal costs – and even the cheapest way of doing it yourself with hire truck, is still really expensive, ($2000 for my last move), so this is really difficult, there’s really not much left to save each week if your on unemployment, but Centrelink has recognized the fact that emergency payments will crop up, and thus have come up with a solution, and that is they will loan you $500 interest free, and you have to pay back $40 over the next several months until it’s paid in full. This is a good deal, when I had to move in 2000 and was looking after mum on Carer payment, I took advantage of that loan. {There will be some people that won’t know about the loan, its not advertised, that’s partly why I’m writing this}. Although in 2022 once again I had to move, and had to take advantage of the loan, and I noted, 22 years later IT’S STILL THE SAME AMOUNT of $500!! Even though we’ve had exorbitant inflation since 2000. I did send a message to Centrelink and told them about this thing called “inflation”, but noted it still remains $500 today. I will have to add, if they put the loan up to say $800 (more realistic Bond amount) then that would increase loan payback to “too long a period”, so they would have to increase the fortnightly payment as acknowledgement of inflation. So, get to it Mr Budget man! In my photo story “Bims at Fashion Houses in Sydney EMPOWERING stupid stalking leeches to harass young women”, I mention the dog who stalked me to my job interview, I assume she was from Centrelink, (by the way I had only been unemployed for 2 weeks, and I did get that job that day – yet still I had stupid dogs from Centrelink following me. That was 20 odd years ago. Yet I mention in my latest photo story “Hopeless Sadistic Doctors and Centrelink staff” that I was followed into Mitre 10 and the person who ‘incorrectly‘ served me, 3 times, for the point of hurting my foot, was the call centre boy from Centrelink who I had recently spoken with over the phone of late re Disability. So, it seems to me the staff at Centrelink have a stalking and “mind your own bloody business” problem. I believe those activities would be not only against their gov policy, but against the law – yet they are still stalking and harassing me. Do I need to contact a politician? The Mug shown above is my latest design called “ Nouveau Stripes 2020 Gradient Pascals 101 goldlight ahx4 ”, although perhaps I should change the name to “Perfect Pastels” available at RedBubble. Maybe it is because I have an artistic mind that I notice these things. Or maybe it is the fact that I am an artist, as to why I have dog type people on my back? I definitely think it’s related, it’s like certain sectors of the police and Centrelink don’t know how to deal with everyone, they only know how to deal with specific personality types, like those who are good at maths. I can assure you, there is a whole artistic world going, made up of some extremely talented and very very clever people - maybe it is that mysterious world that the dogs are trying to spy on, as they can’t see it. Blinded by maths. 29. Dyeing Story and the “female misodge” Collage of Naturally Died Wool with plants from my garden – ALL YOU NEED ARE MULBERRIES!! Plans to Write a Book So, one thing I’ve done pretty much all my life, since I was a teenager, is dying. I dye my clothes and fabrics for sewing and designing. I remember being given a Bonds singlet when I was at fashion school, and were told to go away, come back in a few weeks, with a complete outfit, ready for the end of year catwalk parade, which of course must ‘star’ the Bonds singlet. I was in my element! I came up with this amazing design which had been hand dyed too, my design ‘starred’ the singlet, but you could no longer tell it had been a singlet, it was hidden below layers of same coloured dyed cotton poplin and tulle. It included a big over the top hat, and the bottom dress/skirt part, was detachable! Perfect for the catwalk. As I was in to spinning and knitting, plus gardening, I started sourcing seeds for dye plants, and over the years had grown a good collection of dye plants, and did a fair amount of experimenting. The more I got into it, the more I realised how many possibilities there are of obtaining dye from our Australian natives, and realised there was a need for a book written about this subject. So, I made plans to write that book in my old age, after I’d grown all my garden, and had a huge selection of plants to experiment with. So unfortunately, I had to leave my garden, and I was only halfway through planting all the plants that I wanted to plant, if that, and so there goes a good book idea, and no doubt, royalties for future Bieman kids or my favourite charity. Somebody else will attempt to do it, but I know that writing such a book, is a lifetimes work, so if someone does, it won’t be very good, unless they put the time and dedication into growing many many many native plants and trees, and tried all the many different ways and combinations there are of making it colourfast. Plus had lots of spare fibre to “play” with, and a lot of water to dye with - which I know, I would say, no other woman would do. Infact the only person that I know, who would do that, is me. Most women are preoccupied, and are too lazy. Anyway, the little dyeing that I did, turned out well, and that collage above shows some of the dyeing I did with dye obtained from nature in my garden, those ones were wash fast too. I did plenty of dyeing with the chemicals from craft shops too. Over the years, of doing all that dyeing, this one day at Rangari, I was looking at something I’d finished, and was thinking how well it turned out, better than I even had imagined it, I was in my early 40s at this point, and I realised that all the dyeing that I’ve done over years, had always worked out, and that I was pretty dam good at dyeing! I was basically self-boasting to myself. A few months later, I decided that I wanted to do some more dyeing, and I had run out of dye. I had to purchase more, I got a big batch from Rit, Procion and Cushing’s. But the next lot of mixed dyeing that I did, just didn’t work out at all, it was completely the wrong colour, very different from what I had imagined, and I just couldn’t work it out. I wrote it off thinking I must be slipping in my old age. A few months later I did some more, then, I realised the problem, it was NOT at my end, the problem had been with the packets of dye, the blue dye that I purchased indeed was not blue, it was green, and so no wonder it wasn’t working out. I realised at this point that those girls at Lincraft had swapped the pkts within each box. I bought 15 boxes, worth over $100, it was lucky that I only used 1 portion of one, and so I was able to return all of them except for that one (so ha ha to them) Also, I tested the Cushing’s; same thing, meant to be burgundy, but was actually purple - I couldn’t return that one, that company doesn’t exist anymore. And, same with Rit, my brown black was blue black, completely different tone. Years later when I was at Gin Gin, again I attempted to purchase more dye from a different place, I ordered blue, but they sent me turquoise, mislabelled. I guess that means no more dying. See “female misodge”, read below. Shame on all those craft girls, not just 1, several dye companies and at least 2 retailers. I do believe they thought they were being funny, but basically you are thieves, and not funny at all. I think those woman is so stupid, that they may have even been carrying out the ‘will’ of some arsehole man, perhaps watched her dad treat her mum in this passive aggressive way as a child? And she wants to be just like her dad. And the reason they target me, specifically is because I am not married. She thinks because I’m single, she gets to fuck things up for me. A reoccurring theme other stupid women do (it always the stupid ones). This stupid blonde is the reason why women don’t get paid as much as men- they are an absolute abomination, and hence why I said carrying out the will of a man. I found this to be a recurring thing with silly bimbo women, they muck about and play jokes, but the jokes that they come up with, are not jokes at all, they’re just basically bitch girl crimes. There have been countless others things that I could mention here, like when I checked my water tank and measured it, then came home that day and 4 inches was missing, someone saw me measure, then thought, ooohhh, look at her measuring, steal some steal some steal some – idiots, (in our time of drought, which seems to be persistent, stealing water is no joke, every drop counts) Boys are just as guilty as girls, I do recall writing about the mechanic, who broke my lights, thought it would be funny if I drove home in the dark, and the other mechanic who cut my fuel line, thought it would be funny if he inverted the petrol fumes inside my car. I mean just idiotic juvenile behaviour, carried out by adults, not funny at all, infact pretty sick. I really hope you get your comeuppance. I strongly believe that women who sabotage other women like this, is a ‘female misogynists’, (I call them a “female misodge” because they don’t want to see other women be happy, or win in life, they are just as bad as a typical stereotype misogynist male, who feels threatened by women. You know, I am outraged by all the dysfunction in society. MOTHERS COULD YOU PLEASE DO BETTER TO PRODUCE KIDS WITH NO ISSUES LIKE THIS. Misogyny - Wikipedia (/mɪˈsɒdʒɪni/) is hatred of, contempt for, or prejudice against women. It is a form of sexism that keeps women at a lower social status than men, thus maintaining the societal roles of patriarchy. Misogyny has been widely practiced for thousands of years. I’ve noted now, since that dye sabotage has happened, instead of having usual dreams about dying my fibres, now whenever I apply my colour, like duck blue for instance, in my dream, it comes out electric purple. It’s like those stupid blonde bitches who work at the craft shop have changed my dreams into Negative Nancy dreams. Fuck them. I hope they get cancer and die. Btw, I heard that same stupid short blonde bimbo did the same to my glass paints, that I had purchased to do a door,- but never did as I had to move. She must have messed the paint colours somehow, and ha ha, I never used them. And also, ha ha to that bimbo, as I sold those paints to some other girl, and so that stupid blonde has fucked it up for another girl too. And I know that the bimbo only targets me, but now she is inadvertently targeted some other woman. ha ha! That’s what happens when bimbo women try to fuck things up. Not the Butterfly affect, but the Bimbo affect. There was a movie on last night about a young girl who killed her parents and then committed suicide. I’m really hoping it was based on at least one of those stupid bimbos from the craft shops/ dye companies. The world will be much better place without a single female sabotager. And btw, I will no longer be purchasing anymore dyes – sabotaged themselves too – stupid. So, this brings me to my next observation. You know, if you’ve read my whole blog, you will detect a definite theme, about how I describe the nature of women, and what problems for me in particular, they cause. I suspect this is partly due because I’ve mostly only being around women, I went to an all-girls school and then worked in the fashion trade, which is basically full of women. From time to time, I have encountered men, who definitely fit the wiki misogyny definition above, like certain landlords I’ve had, and TAFE teachers, and sometimes the irony is so bizarre, because one man in particular; I would basically just describe him as pretty slow, yet his innate feelings of superiority over women were so obvious, that anyone could see his nature and his attitude just from a little bit of observation. And just from being old and wise now, and still observing what goes on. I can see more and more how men have been making the rules in the past, (the bible: “oh yea of the village, you all should not wear elbow patches on your coat, for I shall provide if you follow my faith” – yes, that is taken from the Bible, and see, it is all about control. Nothing wrong with being thrifty! But what really annoys me the most, is how men try to ‘trick’ women, and what they know about the world, like they kind of keep things a secret, from women if they choose, and so if a woman can’t figure everything out, that’s going on around her, - as there is a lot not taught in schools, especially in regards to social interaction, and the capabilities of people who manipulate others. (This is because teachers and parents don’t want kids to know the secret about issues of control – they want to control everything). Women tend to base their whole life on what they learnt in school. So, then she’s left in the dark, and that’s why men think women naïve. They also think a woman not employed or married, very stupid (women think that too) “Hey arsehole I know you can hear me” - this little sentence is a tactic a young guy suggest I use, when I was forced to deal with certain cocky evil older man. I am not sure this man thought I was personally inferior to him, but the fact that I was not rich, was what automatically made him think me naïve, and himself superior (brain washed by money). And because I was not partnered, he thinks this is permission to “play games” and be disrespectful, because I must obviously be a ‘party type’ girl, and there was no man around to take revenge anyway. Such a fucking coward. And, I’m not btw, which he sooner found out. {Like to add, mostly it is the single factor and not the money factor that motivates men into “playing games” and being disrespectful.} I would describe him as a revolting man, and I find it strange that any woman would tolerate a man like that, yet, he is partnered up. But see how every now and again, there are people who cross my path, who can see what is going on, can see that everything is not what it seems, and that there is unseen vulgar stuff (not to do with sex, but to do with power), happening. Like a whale tossing a seal. Just sometimes those people cross my path. And even on more rare occasions, they can actually help out, with a suggestion like this little sentence. They know about the evil plots and schemes used, to try and trick usually, women. But, as I have been around a lot of women in my life, I have witnessed mostly the opposite, with women trying to ‘trick’ men, and ofcourse women trying to put other women “back in their place” – this is huge. Plus try to play God at shopping places with microphones! And I am fairly certain that the whole of the ABC TV and Radio is run by women, and has been for decades. Full of “female misodge”, playing ‘class’. And I have to note, the unit complex, where, unfortunately I have to live now, - all the female misodge who witnessed me at Rangari, are highly ecstatic now, as I have finally “been put in my place”. (Actually, as long as there is no stealing, I would be greatly relieved to live anywhere, and this place is kind of hidden from the road and is in a very beautiful rainforesty area, but I’ve heard, they’re trying to get me kicked out of it again, as it’s ‘too pretty for me, and I do not deserve it’. I can hear you arshole, and actually, I deserve way better. Deserve and Deserved.) But it is an interesting mix of single people, male and female. At first, I had the old men playing their typical games of manipulation, their favourite thing to do, including fear mongering, and playing sides, (hey arsehole, I can hear you, and not my first walk in the park.) {That expression must have come from a woman, walking through a public park and noticing that there were a lot of men, pervert arseholes, around, staring and watching her. Lol. What I mean by it, I am used to bored people who don’t think I can see what they are doing, trying to manipulate my thoughts with signs, and fear mongering. I have had nearly 30 years of experience of people trying to do this, all though it gets worse the older you get. Bizarre.} So, the women in this complex, well, I don’t know if they are watching me see what’s going on, or if they can actually see what’s going on, - I pretty much doubt that they can see what’s going on, but they have decided, that they want to play to, playing sides is the biggest thing, they also involve the handyman, old man. And it maybe landlord related, I’m not sure, but playing games is what they do in order to manipulate; just like that, when in actual fact it has nothing to do with the landlord. (At past places too, as a renter and single woman - I just love having pervert power tripper handyman and body corporate caretakers sniffing around my unit. That was sarcasm in case you can’t tell.) I cannot do anything about that. Those people are acting on their own volition, without any provocation from me. It seems being single makes me irresistible to those ‘stupid’ personality types. I recall one time at Bulga, dad was out visiting me, and he had brought out a trailer load of firewood for me (cool dad), and was doing some chain sawing too. When the chainsaw started up, I immediately saw the landlord Robert, drive down from his house to mine, but when he turned in the drive and saw dads car, he reversed out and went back home – this is exactly what happens all the time, if there is someone around, the dogs back off - FUCKING BULLY COWARDS. {I know I have mentioned this chainsaw story before, but it’s just a perfect example to explain what happens to me regularly, as a single woman, often regarding small matters.} 30. Stolen - Nat Killer, along with Popular Culture Teaching Young People how to Live - TV brain washing SINCE 3mnths prior before I left, I asked my landlord if she would like me to leave a bathroom “diy wall” I had put up in the form of a purple blanket, as there really needed to be something there to stop the smell from the compost loo. She got back to me in a most revolting and bitchy manner and said no, I was to remove it, and she also went into a long spiel about how I had better clean the bathroom when I left – stupid drunk IDIOT. (Little tip, stupid people, should really not drink, but being drunk is never an excuse for bad behaviour.) Someone else, suggested to me that my landlord Cate thought I was gay, – see my beautiful rainbow ribbon wind catcher! ($100 on Etsy) so strange if you use bright colours how people think you’re gay!! Again, more stupidity. I love bright colours, yet still not gay, try and get this through your thick heads. Anyway, so she thinks I was gay, so she discriminated against me, like being gay is an excuse for her to be disrespectful, she felt, if I was gay then this would make her feel superior to me. She’s totally, I would say “not right” in the head, but this kind of thing really comes down to stupidity and not being aware. She and along with pretty much a lot of other people. One of my favourite American sitcoms was Will and Grace, (still not gay) as I was watching reruns 10yrs later I realised why there’s so much discrimination against single people; the characters were downright discriminatory towards each other, if there was no boyfriend on the scene, they blatantly called each other losers. In my experience, people copy what they see on TV. I’m pretty sure that’s why there’s a whole lot of hopeless mothers, because they want to be, and so, copy the drugged up rich drunk housewife Karen Walker! Apparently, I was told; TV producers/directors, used to do this on shows with black people in the 80s, they would use subtle brainwashing tactics to discriminate against black people, and not just the easy ones, like putting black people as the “help” all the time, but other evil means and ways. Like use statements like “good-natured simpleton”, suggesting that anyone who is good-natured is stupid -although that’s not a black discrimination – they were having a go at anyone who is not a bitch. But that’s how they do it, use popular tv shows to impose social norms. And like how on that show called “Mad About You” in the early 90’s, about the popular good-looking couple who decided to get married and have a child in their city apartment, when before this, was like a general thing, that you would get married and settle down in the ‘burbs’, with a house and star pickets - they wanted people breeding in units, as there’s not enough room for everybody to live in a house. It’s really disgusting, and people should stop fucking breeding. Those brain washing tactics are very real and deliberate, you might think “oh it’s just a script for popular culture, for amusement purposes”, but think again. And they weren’t just being accidentally racist! Unbelievable. Same with how the police think that I am unemployed, so that would be a reason to be disrespectful towards me, and act superior towards me, and to automatically side with anyone and everybody else, such stupidity in society, I can’t believe it. So, I suspect my landlord took it, or the future tenant, who was to be living in that house. They saw how it worked, and saw that it was a good idea, and so just help themselves, ($40 Mosquito Bits for the compost loo from amazon). I also believe there was a thing in the past with my landlord rousing on someone who provided her sand, stating that the sand was full of biting flies. I think she may have been confused, because with any compost, it attracts nats. So, she would’ve put out her compost loo, which coincided with a delivery of sand, she saw the nats, and thought they must have come with the sand. So, the sand guy copped a beating from her. {This is why breeding is not for everyone, if you’re not wealthy and educated, really you shouldn’t have kids, you know, face the facts of reality}. They also took the carpet strip that I used on a ramp for my cat, and they took a large glass jar of small screws and a long Rio rod. {I also forgot to get a heavy-duty extra-large hanging basket off the back veranda when I moved, and I know I forgot that due to those thieving dogs doing distractions, that hanger was the only thing I forgot} My landlords name is Cate Rogers, I have no idea who is living in that house now, the address is Lot 7, 4528 Bundaberg Gin Gin Road, Gin Gin, QLD, 4671 (no 7 in Village Lane, as house is not listed on Google Maps) I like to set the dogs and all the thieves, gives them a real guilty target and something to do; you really shouldn’t steal from me. Zero tolerance. By the way, I had quite a few items stolen in the 3yr period when I lived there, and I wasn’t sure whether it was the landlord, in fact, I was pretty certain it wasn’t her stealing, but then one day, I received a new water tank on behalf of Cate, who couldn’t be there as she was on holidays, and the tank had a separate filter, which I put inside on the shelf. And a couple of weeks later, I noticed that filter had been stolen, and I’m pretty certain the only person that would’ve wanted that stolen, would be Cate, because she thought maybe I might throw it out or something. So, if Cate stole that filter, this means, she stole everything - all the items I’ve listed here on my blog that have been stolen. Shame on her, she’s going to hell for sure, and I hope she gets cancer (and, what a stupid dog). And while I am on the subject of popular culture teaching young people how to live, I just watched a movie showing the lead ‘cool’ guy stealing from a women that he perceived as rich, (so not actually rich, just he perceived her as rich, but mainly she was not returning his flirtations with him). So, what that does it say to all young vulnerable boys watching that that behaviour? It shouts, is not only normal, but accepted – I was DISGUSTED, so much so, that I waited till the end credits and wrote down every name who produced and directed that movie, shame on them (note there are no woman listed – this could be the problem, - real woman haters): Ruben Fleischer, Rafe Lee Judkins, Art Marcum, Matt Holloway, Jon Hanley Rosenberg, Mark D Walker, Naughty Dog video game, Charles Roven, Alex Gartner, Avi. Arad, Robert J Dohrmann, David Bernad, Tom Holland, Carter Swan, Neil Druckmann, Evan Wells, and Asad Qizilbash. Calling all lady femme fatales ; this boys need a good whipping. 31. Why is it some People Think Certain Men are Gay when they're Not I was thinking one day, why it is, that some people think certain men are gay, when they're not. Well, I have worked out why; it is it's because those particular men have a common learnt trait, and that trait is “bitch”. I find it happens to men particularly if they're close to their mothers, been raised by their mothers, or have many sisters and are close to women. They simply learn how to be bitch! For instance, if you think of those 2 famous characters on TV; Jerry Seinfeld and Chandler Bing from Friends; both of those gentlemen sometimes received comments from women about how they thought they were gay. And it's specifically because those characters make bitchy often sarcastic comments. It could not be any more obvious! Only just this morning someone online from an Adobe forum (who had an icon of an old man, and said his name was Larry), but he implied to me that I was lucky to be using the program that I am using, and I should be lucky and grateful. I thought well you know, that is a bitchy thing to say, as it implies for starters, that I am ungrateful in the first place. So, I told him, I was, then asked him if he was actually a girl? He said he wasn't. So, this is another perfect example. I bet he gets confused by other people too if they didn't know that he was happily married. I think I should make, it my personal mission too, to rid the world of “bitch” character in men. It’s bad enough we all have to endure women. But “bitch” in a man, well, it’s disgusting, and certainly a turn off! It is definatly a dysfunction. Raised by bitch mother; you could not wish that upon your worst enemy! I would go so far as to say it’s a mental health issue! Actually, I also thought of another factor, and that is sport. I am thinking men who didn't play sports as a child, in particular team sports, don't learn how to have that kind of "tough macho competitive - I'm going to eat you alive" attitude, that some sports instil. I know when I was a child I didn't really play any team sports, I did horse riding and swimming, solo sports. And I think that is why I'm a little different from a lot of other girls, and had such difficulties at my first job at Bonds, with all the other “tough macho bitch type” women there, basically all of the women who worked at Bonds were that type? Actually, looking at the big picture of that whole scenario, that is a little odd, and most definite a dysfunction going on in that company. I remember my Aunt too, in fact I've mentioned this before, but she must've realised at some point that her only son was a sweet and gentle boy, and that this was going to lead to some problems, so she took him down to Saturday morning sports in Balmain, as much as she would not like to do that as a single mother; going down with all the other parents every Saturday, she would've hated it actually (just the same as I would hate doing something like that), but she felt sport would have been that important. She probably noticed the difference too with mum's (her sister) 4 kids, as we all played multiple sports of some sort. Image above is me in my car port at new location in the subtropics – taken just before I chopped off all my hair – too hot for long hair here. Life Stories P4 NEXT About P1 About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4(this) , LSP5, LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

A lot of employers will not pay young people superannuation if they think they can get away with it, as a young person may not know their entitlements, they might not even get paid in full. (Female employers are the worst offenders) and what is wrong with secondary education – all that kind of thing should be taught in yr10, stuff about Super, Holiday pay, minimum wage, overtime. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS INFORMATION IS NOT TAUGHT IN SCHOOLS I CAN’T BELEIVE IT. Not to mention a fashion designer I onc Life Stories P5 Front rockery, early stages at Rangari 2. Back rockery in Winter at Rangari 3. A few of my Fabric Designs 1. All my hard work of “boulder collecting” stolen and wasted I went and collected all those rocks from down the paddock, it took quite some effort I can tell you. In the end the most effective way was tying a rope around the rock (in fact I ended up using a horse hey bail net – turned out to be the strongest piece of rope I had) then drag the rock behind my little Daewoo, up the paddock into the yard. I went through a lot of ropes before I found the netting worked, although I did have to throw it out after the last one, it had HAD it! I believe there is a wire rope you can purchase, which may have been better, but since I didn’t have any money, using what I had was the only option. I really miss this rockery, and it just would’ve looked spectacular by now, 5 years later - the whole wall would’ve been covered in climbing roses and creeping fig, plus the 15 Melaleucas would be all bunched up along the bottom under the window and along the whole front, flowering madly. And then the pig face in front of them, when all in flower, in spring, it would’ve been a knockout. I would have collected all that seed by now, to add to my shop collection, and they were 15 unusual varieties of melaleucas. I find nurseries often only have one or two varieties of each species. I mean take the ‘Kings Park’ Callistemon for example, I think there was one big wholesale nursery who must’ve made up about 1 billion of those cuttings, and everywhere you go (in my experience) where ever I’ve lived, you can always see a ‘Kings Park’ Callistamon! So there is definitely a lack of diversity in Australian nurseries, and that’s why my nursery is important - but chop chop chop, typical bloody bullies bulldozing their way over the little people. I did move that white Jasmine, around to the front Veranda. I figured the wall would just be better all green with the three climbing roses and the creeping fig. When I relocated, I took my grey water irrigation with me, little did I know, I would not be able to take it up to QLD on the truck, so that was a waste. Maybe there would have been a chance that the new tenant would’ve used it, and so all those plants would have that additional water, being so closely planted they would need the additional water to survive. Although, a tenant in there, probably wouldn’t use green washing powder, so they probably all would’ve died anyway with an elcheapo washing powder. You know, up until David and Brendan sold ‘my house’, they were by far the best landlords I’ve ever had, including since then too. (aside from the reasons previously discussed on this blog ) But, mainly being because, they didn’t really give a toss about the house, it just came with the land, which is what they were interested in, and indeed before me, they had left the house vacant, it had been vacant since David’s dad died 10yrs prior, and they only rented it, as I was friends with their neighbour. So, I was pretty much left to my own devices, free to do exactly what I wished around the place, plus both were always busy. It is my experience, that a landlord who isn’t a busy person, makes a bad landlord. Interfering Medalling Mary’s!! So, the less contact, the longer the tenancy; win win for both. My latest realtor at Sarina, could well take this advice. 4. English class in high school I want to talk about my English class in Secondary education (high school). In English we used to sit there for hrs each year, while the teacher droned on and on, I really have no memories of English class or what we did, except I recall once we did a Shakespeare play, and we had turns around the class to read a paragraph each, I clearly remember it, because when it was about to be my turn, I got all panicky and nervous about reading in public, I would skip ahead and read my paragraph to myself, to practice and so I knew what I would be talking about. Public speaking is just not my thing, I really hate it, -at least I didn’t have to stand up in front of everyone, we could just do it sitting at our desks. It would’ve been worse too if we had to memorise it and speak, as I tend to forget everything once I am standing in front of people like that, I freeze totally, my mind goes blank (it’s a problem that should have been addressed at some point in my schooling while my mind was developing, another example of failed teaching practices in Australia, as apparently this is a common thing). So, the fact I could remember this particular class so well was because I was stimulated, meaning for all the other English classes, we were all under-stimulated. Dep of Education – take note. Creative and harmless ways to stimulate kids thank you very much. As a side story, I was not that good at English anyway – whatever English really was, still a little unsure what the point of it was. But I had my mother on my back about it “go and see your teacher and ask her what you can do to improve yourself”, she was so persistent that eventually I went to the teacher in her staff room (beginning of year 12), and the teacher was so delighted that someone had taken an interest in the subject, that she did actually help me greatly, she gave me information about how to write an essay. I don’t know if she had covered this in class and I missed it? But I learnt that there’s actually a very good technique in writing an essay; you know you start with the introduction of the subject that you will be talking about, then you write 3 or 4 paragraphs about the subject, and then you conclude with a little summary paragraph of the subject. (this will keep your essay making sense and easy to read) so I was pleased I went and saw her. So, this particular teacher so happened to have twins - 2 girls about our age. I was really curious about this twin factor, as I had not known any twins. So, my mission from then on in English class was to get her to talk about her twins, which to me would be far more interesting than whatever she was droning on about. She loved talking about her kids, like a mother does, and so basically for the rest of that year, all we did in English (much to the dismay of some of my fellow classmates!!) was listen to her stories about her twins!! It was fantastic, and, in my mind, this should be the point of English – peoples stories. (My marks indeed went up from that point forward – don’t worry at HSC time, they went back down to normal average!!) BTW, there are certain acting methods and exercises that should be done in primary schools to allow kids to learn to express themselves particularly in front of other people. And, why Communication is not taught in English, IS BEYOND COMPREHENSION. And don’t you teachers complain that kids are disrespectful –well der, you have to actually teach them how to be respectful, teach them how to listen, how to be interested in life – this does not come naturally to people, kids especially are selfish and in ID (ego) mode. Unfortunatly some people never grow up. Cherrie. (They must be up to the Argentine Tango phase of their marriage ! lol) And what is the point of cursive handwriting? -please, communication must be done as easy and clear has possible, clear standard handwriting only thanks!! This is not the last century any more, awake with the times. I recently heard a woman talking about her consultancy work, with leaders in the workplace, after the interview, I gathered the message was: the most important thing you have to do in your life is learn how to communicate. Ofcourse I agree, have mentioned it on my blog, I think it should be a class unto itself. And in fact, it's the most important thing you can give to your children, because teachers don't seem to do it, because it is difficult: you have to sit down with your kids and have difficult conversations. Teenagers particularly hate talking whole conversations, they hate talking about difficult things. So, if you can teach them how to do this, then you'll be setting your kids up for success: they will be successful at whatever they do. I thought back to my communication skills, and remembered something my mother did in year six: the teacher set us “lecturettes”. So, mum helped me with my lecturette, because I was completely at a loss, of course. The topic was “Lettuce”, probably mum chose it because she was a total health nut (diet was very important!). So, my lecturette was about how good lettuce is! My ending line that mum came up with was “so lettuce all eat lettuce!” lol such a typical mum joke. So, mum went through this lecturette with me many times, so I would know how to speak with emotion and expression, so I wouldn't be monotone and boring, unlike what a shy child would naturally do. She gave me confidence. I did not have to memorize it; she gave me cards with key points. She knew what she was doing. I made everyone in the class want to eat lettuce! It definitely worked; I got a big A+ from the teacher. So, I learned to how to speak in front of people. Not really sure that I really have ever liked speaking in front of people, and in different situations, it is well, different, not all audiences are as likeable as my primary school class! But, got to say, I know how to do it- because of mums good interference in sixth class. I do recall later in year 9 I think it was, we had to put on a little skit, a small play in front of the class, in English. I had this little scene with one other girl, and we had rehearsed until we knew our lines by heart. My friend who I was rehearsing with, was completely lazy, and she didn't want to rehearse and learn her lines, but I insisted, and helped her, so we rehearsed and rehearsed until we got it down to perfection. When it was our turn to perform, in front of the class; guess what, complete stage fright - like, I could not remember ANY of my lines, the whole thing was a total disaster, well, my part was, but the teacher at the end, starts rewarding my friend, "oh she knew all her lines, what a good memory she has and how diligent she is, taking the whole thing so seriously by learning all her lines" - she was making a point of saying how hopeless I was, by praising my friend. Albeit true, but I couldn't believe it, because my friend wouldn't have done it without me - I was the one who made it all happen, - (I guess it must be the same for producers and directors; who've put together an outstanding movie or play, and then to see the actors getting all the credit !!) lol Actually, I noticed my friend in other areas of her life, she's exactly the same; if she's not 'egged' on or if it's not a competition, she won't do it. So that English teacher was the same English teacher who went on 2 yrs later, to do the "twin stories"! - Looking back on my life, this is so typical; so many good things that come about for me personally, usually comes about out of guilt, because women muck up all the time, they can't help themselves. Typical tyrannical Australian Nazisbitches. Think women think! – even smart ones like teachers, still have to constantly think about their choices. Well, passive aggressive at any rate. 5. Criminal vigilantes picking on gardeners who grow exotic plants There appears to be an element of stupidity in the plant world, in areas like: Quarantine, Plants societies like Australian National Botanic Gardens, Parks Australia, Australian Native Plant Society, and weed decision maker departments, I guess that would be the Department of Agriculture (meant to be the Department of agriculture). Within these groups, there are some, I guess, who have been named “purist” out there who believe only indigenous plants to the area should be grown, which in my opinion is just ridiculous, it’s like saying you cannot grow that bottlebrush in your garden because it’s not native to that area, it it’s only found in Western Australia, so only if you live in Western Australia, and in that particular region, can you grow this- and the list goes on of course, there are dozens of beautiful native ornamentals that people grow in their gardens. Those so-called Purists, are trying to inflict themselves on the community in various ways like through Facebook, they attack online nurseries, particularly the small ones, they try to close nurseries down that sell exotics (and do close them down with false accusations of selling noxious weeds), and there seems to be vigilantes out there in the community who are ready to rip out peoples plants from their garden if they’re not indigenous. These people need to be severely fined, there’s no laws against growing most plants (there is a list of plants that is advised you shouldn’t grow in certain areas of Australia, there’s also another list that you definitely are not allowed to grow, because it affects agriculture), most people are responsible and would wish to comply with these lists, we all love this country including its unique flora, but on the whole, it is none of your business what other people grow in their gardens, deal with it: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And of course, this vigilante behaviour most definitely extends to exotic plants. I’ve had many exotic plants that aren’t a weed threat, stolen by vigilantes’ members from one of the groups I’ve mentioned above as well as confiscated in the post either by Australian quarantine or a vigilante posing as Australian quarantine these are the kind of disgraceful criminal tactics these people are using. Eucalyptus kruseana, native to Kalgoorlie, Western Australia Argyranthemum frutescens - Marguerite Daisy, native to the Canary Islands (part of Spain) Both doing very well in my NSW Garden, both far from being a weed threat 6. Culmination of thought, Wilful story I remember as a very young child listening to Elvis Presley Hound Dog song, there is a line in it “well you ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine” Got me thinking how I, as a 4yr old, could catch one of those rabbits down the paddock, not reading the true meaning of the line. -but I knew where all the rabbits were- we lived on a farm, and there was a place that was full of hundreds of rabbits, this was before the introduction of those two bates that killed them all) I resolved myself to thinking it is a good thing I had no intentions of being friends with Elvis Presley because I could not catch a rabbit! Anyway, on the farm at Rangari I had cats, and every now and again my cat Mia would kill a rabbit, and I was walking down to the mail early one morning and there was a fresh kill, still had steam coming off it, I thought it might have been a fox and I’ve scared it off, so I’ll just leave it, as a fox may return after I’ve gone. Then on my way back the rabbit was still there, so I decided I’ll take it up to the cats, cut it up for them. As I was cutting up this rabbit, skinning it, the flesh looked quite delicious, I thought, if this rabbit hadn’t been on the ground with dirt, I would think it would be quite tasty. So, then I thought, well if I hit one in the car, which had happened once before, -they get dazed by the headlights, I’ll go back and get it. So, it would’ve been less than a week later, I hit a rabbit in the headlights, I remembered my plan, so went back to get it. It had been hit by the car in such a way that it was already skinned and gutted! I believe I had the opportunity to try rabbit because of the combination of thought I had; it was my plan to try it. And that’s how ‘will’ works, it is very powerful, sometimes you just have to think something, and it can come true, you don’t even have to do anything. Having said that when I bought that dead kill up to my cats, my little Mia was so happy, she was purring 100miles an hour, so loudly too! and I’m thinking to myself well maybe this is Mia’s little plan, she knew I’d walk down to the mail, so she caught it, and left it there in hopes that I would bring it back up and cut it up, because it’s not something she can easily do! My little smarty-pants Mia {some people say I “will” intelligence!} Some people believe, if 2 people are together, or even a group infact, then only 1 persons “will”, will be mirrored. Fate is decided by he/she who has the most influence in the situation. It’s like destiny aligns itself with that person, and the ebb and flow of life will mirror their desire. I have noticed this to be true to an extent. Great tragedies have unfurled because of 1 persons will – the weakness lying in the fact that the others in the group do not understand how to influence their good. I do believe most people live in fear of someone who is “willful”, thinking that it's inevitable that a tragedy will unfurl. {As opposed to something positive}. An unfounded fear in my circumstances - like my bank story: and the women they're trying to unempower me; this is why, they fear that my will, will be so influential, that something bad will happen. I did go onto mention in my bank story about how the people who work for the bank came up with a sneaky plan to steal from me - so their fears were about themselves really, are not about me!! Its preety much the opposite! And take the police for instance; they are given so much power, and they are so stupid that really horrid things happen as a result of the police. 7. NEGS - The Source of all many problems I have moved to a new location, and am trying to start a Sewing Alteration business. On the weekend I took some skirts over to MPB, that I had hemmed for a customer and while I was parked, before I had dropped them off, some saboteur had broken into the car, dishevelled all my beautifully hung and ironed skirts, and put a big yellow mark on one of them, it was total sabotage - they also ripped down my flyers that I’d hung up around various spots at MPB. So, along with the stealing, this kind of sabotage happens to me frequently and has done so over the past 20 years, and I’ve just come to the realisation of who it most likely is, as I’ve just seen her again now in Gin Gin, - this is the 9th time I have seen her in various locations across Australia, she literally is stalking me - one of my house mistresses from when I was at school, Miss Goldman -I was targeted by her some, she was kind of obsessed with me, due to an incident that happened in year 7. And since leaving school, it will be no coincidence that I have seen her no less than nine times in different states (Melbourne, 3 times, Sydney once, Port Douglas once, the Central Coast twice, in Gunnedah and now in Gin Gin, and I only noticed by fluke, because I usually don’t notice people too much, so there could be many other times, I often feel like I’m being followed and harassed by the same group of people) so I think she may be stalking me big time, her name was Miss Goldman, it may be Kathy or something (I didn’t really pay much attention to the house Mistresses (I suspect therein lies the problem, those types love to be ‘adored’ by the little girls, but I am healthy, and have common-sense, so, no, adoration.) I don’t recall her ever stealing from anyone at school, so I would be surprised if this is her, but the harassment and sabotage I will definitely put it down to her, I would say ‘persecution’ is a fair word- she seems to be surrounded by young women I’m thinking she is most likely gay and perhaps those young girls are the thieves?, as ’ve had about $10,000 worth of items stolen from me over the past 15years (I assumed it was my next door neighbour at Rangari, Heath Barwick, (I know he is guilty) but actually once when I saw Cathy Goldman at the airport in Melbourne, when there was a stopover at Sydney and Heath Barwick was there, so maybe those two are in cahoots together ? how weird). I had major saboteur problems at RMIT when I was there, with her and her young accomplices, what she does is goes to the neighbours of where I am and yells out from the neighbours in an abusive harassment manner, things like “ooh the queen has arrived” when I walk up from the carpark, also I believe she has well connected friends that she would actually send into the classroom and harass me, I’m not sure how that would work they seem to be relaxed on who attends class at RMIT? And also in Melbourne my cat was kidnapped for 3 months, I believe she may have been responsible as I saw her at the house where it was last seen, then again at the airport when I was leaving, she yelled sorry from afar. She’s basically a psycho, I’ve decided, and I have mentioned her to the police. (At the school, NEGS, Armidale, they pick and choose their teachers for the classroom well, but they don’t pick and choose all the other staff at the school, as they should. I will definitely go so far as to say Cathy Goldman was a paedophile in a strange female way). Emily Bieman - graduated 1991, – no comment from the school about this situation, or the other abusive situations that happened at that school. (only a stupid or naive manipulated mother would send their child to a boarding school. NO ONE ELSE is going to look after your kids, wake up.) I want to add, when I saw her in Port Douglas from the Dain Tree train, I think she may have been with at least 2 train carriage load full of girls, all people I have known in my past – and co conspiring like that, behind my back is just another form of bullying. 8. Short blonde girl who steals from me That same short/blond haired girl that steals from me at Bunnings/Harvey Norman/Coles/Darryl Lee and God knows how many other places, tried to steal my (MY) silver bow at Coles (yrs ago now). This is one of those girls that ends up getting beaten by their husbands, she literally is begging for it due to her ‘childish naughty’ and incessant ways. I hope she gets what’s she’s asking for. And if I ever see you girl; run girl run. This photo story has been up for quite a while, and I think I should add to it, because there was actually more to this story. I mean the way she tried to steal it, it was a big set up at Coles; when I went there at 7 o’clock in the morning (my usual shopping time, and I only go shopping every two months or so). That morning that I went there, at checkout they had installed huge white metal detectors that you have to walk through, and so when I walked through with my bag at check out, (with my new bow on it) it sounded the alarm - it was really loud. I know that they set those metal detectors up, purely because of my bow, and the fact that it would go off (I had only just put it on my bag the day before, but I had had the Bow for years, it was mums, part of a belt she gave me, I removed the bow and attached on to my leather bag) – see dogs) And as if Coles needs metal detectors! They definitely took them down the next time I was there. This is the kind of persecution that I have to endure on a regular basis when I go out by stupid blondes. Coles let her do it, she is in cahoots with the people who work at Coles, because they were quite happy to go along her and those with metal detectors. That short blonde girl belongs in JAIL. In jail. {along with her cahoot companions – and there are 1000’s of them} I told Woolworths these antics that Coles get up to, and why they should start doing home deliveries, they did! Woolworths had heard enough, and said that they’ll do home delivery for me no problem (and Woolworths home delivery was 70 km away) so hooray for Woolworths. But isn’t it extraordinary how people are so willing to go along with a blonde bimbo persecutor? I think that short blonde girl must have brainwashing abilities, because who in their right mind would do something like that, at such an expense? Someone told me that they found out who that girl was (because of my BLOG) and they have stopped her, indeed I haven’t seen her, and believe that she does live in Gunnedah, which is over 500km away. But I did see someone try to manipulate the woman at Gin Gin fabric shop last year in exactly the same manner, to sabotage me, (they stole my Janome sewing machine), plus, I think I saw her at Mitre 10 in Sarina, trying to steal from me. It’s NEGS girl related?? I still have to get all my shopping online – they still antagonize me, even if I shop To Boot – they put dogs in the car park. But I don’t mind shopping online, comfort of the couch. I still have my ‘bow’ on my bag. If only I had started wearing my body cam back then – she would be dead by now. 9. Dog Army Of One Stupid Short Blonde Girl I’ve had another memory about that short blonde girl, and I think she stems from when I used to work at Enmore in Grave Attire, there was a girl half responsible for aiding the process of closing that shop down, and if that was her, I think she might be radio related or perhaps she even worked at Witchery, later someone implied that she couldn’t but help close down any other business that was a competitor to hers? A sabotager. (But more likely to be ABC radio related – government run radio station) this photostory was deleted, I had to rewrite it, so I am thinking hitting the nail on the head with this one. I’m pretty sure I also later heard that stupid short blonde girl at the Gin Gin doctors when I was there about my collapsed arch , I was standing on one foot, talking to the receptionists, and that girl was at the door, ready to take off at any moment should I have my camera out, she was going “oh the poor girl she’s got a sore foot” in that sarcastic bitchy voice, by the time I turned around she was gone. And also, that particular voice, I’m sure, when I put in one of my complaints to a government department about the Bundaberg mental health unit, I’m pretty sure they put me through to that bloody girl. Same bitchy sarcastic voice with no respect for me AT ALL. Talk about single white female problems. And how does this girl get away with destroying someone’s career? I wrote a story about this government creating dog armies to fight its people. This is exactly that situation, dog army of one stupid short blonde girl. You know I’m actually not prejudice against blondes, and specifically I do not think blondes are inferior in anyway when it comes to brain capacity, and they are not more sexually promiscuous. I’ve known some extraordinarily smart blondes, but this particular girl happens to have blonde hair, - stand out features, distinguishing feature, short, blonde. And she’s been a huge nemesis, well though, she seems to have had no motivation in being one, therefore I can only assume she has mental health issues, or is somebody else’s personal ‘weapon’ (or ‘tool’, as in she is being used, and too stupid to realize it.) This is someone who really does have mental here healthy issues (!) and look how she works; she’s quiet she’s sneaky, she doesn’t disturb the whole public, and that’s how she gets away with it. Well guess what, to me, she’s a total nuisance - so go get her. 10. Girl getting families to harass me and steal via the neighbours places I feel I need to do a special warning for this one. Apparently it was this photo story that was the most offensive one I had ever written. I wrote it when I was extremely angry and fed up with it. You need to bare in mind when reading this, this harassment behaviour has been going on for many years, at least 20. For many years I have done nothing about it, I felt that I could not do anything about it, and after I wrote this, I had pretty much no problems of this sort from that particular house. Although I wouldn’t go so far as to say it has stopped altogether there has been times since, that I have similar problems from other houses in the street. But nothing near what it was like before I wrote this particular little photo story. So, if anyone asks me to remove this story, because it’s too offensive - absolutely no way! (And I think it is same girl repeatedly who is doing it. So there appears to be some nasty dog who goes and gets different people / families and puts them in the house next door and these people harass me verbally by yelling out, they play recorded nuisance sounds, and usually they steal from me. This has happened continuously over several months, although it’s intermittent, it seems, come the end of the week, and they just up and go home - not sure what the trigger is for that to happen - if you know, PLEASE ADVISE. So could that fucking family please fuck off, leave me alone, STOP HARRASING ME. And that nasty girl who goes and gets them - you are going to get cancer and die. (At the moment they seem to be staying at no ֎, before it was no ֎, before that no ֎, Kookaburra Park) But it is not a kookaburra park thing, same thing happened when I lived in Gunnedah, in town and on the farm, and in Melbourne. I clearly remember one specific girl from the horticulture course that I did, who was yelling out from the house next door in Henry Street, we didn’t know those neighbours very well, but that girl from the Tafe has got a very specific voice, I have no idea why she was yelling at me over the fence and then took off in a car? I also clearly remember another woman, a past landlord yelling out from the empty house across on the other side of the road, Ivan’s old empty house - sounded like Karen Cull to me, but I couldn’t be sure. Many other times and people over the years, and I think the ones at kookaburra Park houses, were people from Facebook? (That was before I was ban) So a definite problem with the people that cross my path harassing me from the neighbours; it’s like, at those times, I develop a little repetitive song in my head, it goes; fuck off fuck off fuck off and fuck off. Oh, I think that girl who goes and gets them, is the stupid bully girl who talks to me on the phone, who thinks she is special, she is not – I hope she gets cancer and dies – you thieving bitch – even if you pay up, you still need to be prepared for hell. I also think she is the girl who answered the phone when I called QLD services to make a complaint about Bundaberg mental health services – she was completely rude, condescending, sarcastic, just a total bitch who reminds me of the bitches who harass me from my neighbours – WHAT IS WRONG WITH BIMBOS IN THIS COUNTRY? fuck off all woman all the time – why do I need to spell this out, what are you all leeches?? As I mentioned before, the harassment stopped after I wrote about it (another reason why my blog is so important for me personally, aside from the fact that I find bullies will often deny that they’ve been a bully, so it’s important for me to describe what they do, as in ‘deny all you want’ but here it is in writing of what you’ve done’. Also, as of late, when I say harassment from the house across the road has stopped; but whenever someone leaves that house in their big loud Revy car (I do wonder why they don’t get normal unrevvy car that doesn’t consume large volumes of petrol, its like they want everyone to hear them) whenever they do, in the morning (no set time), there’s a car that seems to drive past in front of my house on the HWY, and bangs, they do one loud bang, happens on a daily basis when the neighbours car leaves. It’s a little odd because who cares whether the neighbours leave your stay? why does someone on the highway (or maybe at a house who situated by the highway just up from me) care enough to make loud bang noise ?? I don’t know, it’s all a bit of a mystery to me, that’s why I’m writing about it in the hope that it may stop too. I think before with the verbal harassment, it was kind of loud, and a lot of people can witness it, and so it has stopped, however this is not so loud and notable, like it’s only if you’re here every day seeing and listening and hearing what goes on, would you notice this pattern; they are sneaky and manipulative, dishonest and most likely the thieves I have been talking about. I have since moved again, and I think after reading this story on my blog, some of the neighbours here, 3 of them actually, ones across the rd, one up the hill and the maybe the woman just down a bit, in my complex - have copied those past neighbours, (see, surrounded by stupid copycats), at any rate, again there is a big commotion on a daily morning basis with cars leaving simultaneously and phones ringing. Actually, not daily, as there would be other people come to watch the spectacle, so, it is randomly frequently. Those people, who never actually ever confront me, means I can’t ever tell them to get fucked. The woman who lives up the hill is the worst – she has major problems. Mind you own business you stupid dog. 11. Gunnedah Squash Courts, the real reason it remains vacant for the last 30yrs The old Gunnedah Squash Courts; 15 Warrabungle St, Gunnedah The Gunnedah squash courts have been vacant for near 30 years. The real reason they were closed down, in my opinion, is because the people who used to play squash, back in the day, formed strong alliances, they were the ‘common people’ and they could ban together to make demands. The ‘powers that be’ in Gunnedah (Gunnedah council bitches), recognized this as a problem, and so, by sneaky means and tactics, it was shut down, and something like this, is not encouraged in Gunnedah, so ‘the powers that be’, can be ‘the powers that be’. Later, the ‘powers that be’, told me it was not for that reason at all; it was because some of the married people who attended, without their partners, hooked up with other ‘unsupervised’ naughty people! Probably also true. But I do not see why this indiscretion should affect everyones turn at playing a recreational healthy sport like squash. Don’t be so prudish! Only a truly uptight neurotic, stupid bunch of ‘pearl wearing’ women, would do that – if you can’t keep your husband on a leash, get rid of him, not worth it. 12. School Art Story There were 2 Art teachers, that took over from wonderful Mrs Larkin, when she went off to have a baby (man she was huge!). I think I was in year 11. They were a husband-and-wife team (can’t remember their names) I felt at the time there was something definitely wrong with both of them, I’m not really sure what, I didn’t really know them, except I definitely got a strong sense that there was something slightly off (often typical with ‘artistic’ people) -they were both manipulative with an agender, unlike anyone I had ever encounted at that point (course now, that’s all anybody is like). They had something to do with some of the girls who follow me around later in my 20’s / 30’s, because I saw them in Melbourne following me. At the time in year 11, they were pushing me to do 3unit art, along with a couple of other teachers, and I felt, I really wasn’t that good at art, even though I have a strong sense of observation, my drawing skills are pretty much zero, so I thought it was odd that they were pushing me to do 3unit art (there was never any reason given as to why, there was NEVER any discussions as to after school careers and pathways either). Well, I do have a strong colour sense, and a most definite appreciation and love for the arts, and I do persist with my love of textile design - I sell my designs online (sold quite a few thankyou -until I was ban by STUPID IT dog bitches). I have incorporated my love of colour, rather than a love of drawing into my designs, and I’m very pleased with them, and some of them are absolutely beautiful, see my “Plum Silver Stripes” above )! I have no problems tooting my own horn. I secretly suspect the real reason why they pushed me into 3-unit art was because of my observation skills- they want someone to see their artistic genius! Just typical. Women love showing off to me. Actually, more on that, this has been a 'thing' in life; people wanting to show off to me. And not just artists, but anyone who is good at their craft, their personal skill/ their career, whatever it may be (wide and varied areas). If they can do something really well, then they want me to know about it! I can only assume it's because I can appreciate their skill, and it's nice to show off to someone who can see how good you are! (I remember my favourite episode on 'Malcolm in the Middle'; about the little one Duey, who discovered he liked piano, and went on to play these monumental genius pieces of music all by sound - but his family paid absolutely no attention to him at all). lol People like being validated, and I can do it! Anyway, those 2 art teachers; on one of my year 12 pieces, they kept pushing me to incorporate an artist Michael Leunig, which was very peculiar, especially since I’ve never heard of him or seen any of his cartoons, nor knew anything about politics, but anyway, I didn’t really care too much about anything back then, so I kind of obliged them, whatever. I created this horrible creation, because of it. It was so bad. I feel at certain times in my life, I have been used by such arts people or council people, to put forward political or more like ‘employment opportunities’, using clever cunning evil plans like that those two art teachers, are capable of. Not that I’m opposed to clever thinking, particularly of the artistic avenue, but I don’t appreciate being used, especially if there’s nothing in it for me, and there’s usually not – those types steal, and see nothing wrong with doing it. No empathy at all. Also, I want to mention, I had never done art before that school. In infants and primary public school – NO ART ever! Can you believe that. Although I do recall doing Folk dancing in 3rd class! I certainly had never had any drawing lessons. I did have out of school crafting activities, as my aunt was a Folk-Art teacher, and a creative type. I know when I’ve visited any art gallery or creative festival, or open garden, anything of artistic merit, there is always hordes and hordes of people -it’s a very popular past time, looking at art. I would like to see more art in every-day life too; as in items we buy for our household, like appliances, containers, furniture, stationary items - all things that can be decorated in an artistic manner. You don’t just have to stick to framed art, on the wall. Go on, do a feature wall in a lovely artistic wallpaper! You know, what we got, back then, instead of art in primary school, was quite the opposite. The teachers would encourage kids to be unexpressive, oppressed, and unthinking, so they themselves can have full control and powertrip in the classroom - this was a most definite theme in infants and primary school - in public school, well certainly in Gunnedah, but Gunnedah is a very repressed little town, and I certainly hope it has changed its ways (actually I doubt it, which is why I am writing about it – nothing will ever change unless you bring it into social consciousness). So, art was poo-pooed by the teachers, especially, if I recall, Debbie Croft, who was influential (it just takes 1 bad egg). And when I attended Gunnedah Tafe in 2006, it was still the same with those teachers; totally against anything artistic. Given the amount of art in schools today, that I have witnessed elsewhere (most other schools infact). I really don’t know how back then, and still now in Gunnedah, art could be so ignored and considered unimportant, time wasting and valueless. And furthermore, what truly astounds me, is how some of these academic types of people, ones who are good at maths in particular, often have no concept of really important and obvious things, it’s like they can’t perceive what’s really going on in certain situations. Totally deficient. Dumb infact, when compared to an ‘artistic’ type. It’s like the opposite of what we were taught in primary public school, is true many times. This is my observation of such people who are opposed to art. They stoopid. {oh, I just remembered doing “pet stones” in Limbri school!! – finding a rock, painting it and putting 2 plastic eyes on it! Weird, absurd and ugly!!}. You know, I think this whole anti art thing stems from fear of sensuality? When I was volunteering at the Gunnedah Art Gallery, and had some artwork in there, one of the pieces was an item of clothing, and I had a manikin to display it on, my manikin. But, not only was it removed from the display (probably the same day that I put it, after I had left for the day), but it was vandalised with yellow pens. Totally scribbled on. I believe one of the reasons why it was removed, even though it was a fully clothed mannequin, was because this mannequin pretty much looked like a model. And it was too much for the people of Gunnedah to handle, because it had a sensuality about it. Gunnedah has got some major dysfunctions going on. I also want to mention my HSC story here. Well, first of all I will remind you of Mrs Windeyer in my “My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story”, about how I won that race, but she said I did not. Now Mrs Windeyer was really old, whether she was manipulated by my competitor, to say I did not win, or possibly some other teacher (like Dr scarf – a dog) who heard my plan, and wanted to thwart it, (I suspect, to be the case) and thus used Mrs Windeyer, as an older woman can be very susceptible to another younger, stronger and healthier, woman’s will. There was another incident involving her at Prep one night; she did seem to “have it out for me” or again, could have been manipulated by a girl in that room, at any rate, definitely something wrong with her, she ought to have been put out to pasture a long time before she retired (another case for bringing the retirement age of woman back to 50). So anyway bare that thwarting story in mind, for the next; I mentioned in one of my stories I think with the English one, that I’m typically an average student, always getting average marks, even if I study a lot, I would often get the same mark by the same teachers. After it was suggested, I do 3-unit art in year12, which took my total units to above what you need to complete the HSC, (the big exam at the end of your school life). I was told that because I have an extra subject now, the subject that I didn’t do very well in at HSC, would be dropped, and would not be counted in the total. It made sense to me. (I was later advised by a retired school teacher, that that’s not actually true? – they do swap and change their rules frequently) and come to think of it, it was other kids who told me this, it was not a teacher, so I do not know. But a lot of the kids said it, it was a standard discussion that I overheard several times. So, I came up with a plan. In my typical efficient way of thinking, and quest of travelling the path of least resistance, I would just not bother studying for my least favourite (biology). That way, I would have more time to study for all the other subjects – ones that would actually be counted. So, one of the subjects, was Home Science, and we were told there are 14 subjects within this subject that you need to know, and may be tested on at HSC, as only 2 of them would be chosen to be tested on the day. So, I obtained a whole lot of past HSC’s, and determined what they would ask us. I took a gamble, there was no way I could learn 14 subjects in depth in that short time, and this Home Science had more to learn and study than ANY of my other subjects (combined), there was a MASS amount of information. Information overload. (I guess except for maths which btw I aced with a 97% score! – but it was not advanced maths, just the everyday common-sense maths). So, I was confident, I could guess the 2 questions – I could be quite savvy should I choose. The day comes, I look at both questions, the first, I was right, the 2nd, wrong! So later that arvo, was the time for the subject that I had written off, biology, and guess what the essay question was – it was the other question I had studied, my 2nd guess! - crossover of subjects. (Alarm bells). So, I aced that part of the exam. You think this might be a good thing, but it was not, as the exam I was meant to do well in and thus count towards total marks, was not great enough, I still came out average in the long run. (See). Now, I am not sure, but as more clarity comes with age, just possibly my plan was overheard, just like that swimming day, and deliberatley sabotaged by a teacher. They like to play God. I smell dogs. I mentioned Dr Scarf above, because, 20 odd years later I went into the local bank, and some woman yelled out ‘sorry’ to me as I was walking by (actually this was really a common thing, woman fuck up so much, and are such evil bullies, that I am constantly hearing apologies as I go from A to B! (you have no idea how much they fuck up) DOGS - I had no idea what they were talking about, but I looked at who said it on that day – and I am fairly certain, there, was Dr Scarf, an old Dr Scarf. (Read my Careers story about her). Btw, this is why you need your family around you, and not a bunch of school staff – they are literally dogs. And, you know, once you realise how they ‘fuck you’ like that, there’s no point in doing it, unless you are a straight A student – they discriminate BIG TIME. The irony is, even if my HSC score reflected the Home Science exam and not the biology, having better marks on my HSC, would not have made any difference to my path after school, as it was already decided that I would go into Fashion. However, it may have made a difference to ‘bragging rights’ and respect within my family and extended family and friends. It’s a thing “what did you get on your HSC?”. I know most people cringe when they hear someone whingeing about how ‘it's not their fault, it's somebody else's fault’, and they think ‘oh she had such opportunities, and many others hasn't had such good opportunities’ - so I just want to say that if you don't whinge about what you think is not right, or has been unfair, or unlawful in your life, then you're allowing it, and giving it permission to happen again, and in the future! Plus if you're someone who tries to stop someone from whingeing about these negative things in life, then as far as I’m concerned, you belong in jail - nothing is ever going to change unless it's brought into consciousness. I definitely am not an advocate of that saying, "you reap what you sow", that philosophy, if you put out good vibes you'll get good vibes back - NO WAY HOZE-AY!! Shit happens in life, no matter how positive you are, or how happy you are, there's always people who are going to try to "get ya", to steal from you, to use you, they just do it. In fact it might be a little bit case of the opposite; the more happy you are, the more likely people are going to want to try to "get ya", out of shear jealous spite. I especially can't stand it when I hear some hippie motherly type women on television trying to be philosophical, and say "oh well stay positive, and your actions will come back to you". Poppycock! Note, 30 years later I could say, oh well some employee is missing out on my "clever and devious" thinking due to dog teachers, but I can't, because I know so many of my ideas are taken and applied by the powers that be and or the dogs; and changes for the better are happening left right and centre, just from mere observational thoughts and writing about my life on this bloody online blog! When I was younger and working, and should have got a mortgage, but failed to do so; not only because the people in my life who should’ve been guiding me, didn’t, (guiding is required for young people), but because I wasn’t really settled, like I was 600km away from anywhere that I felt near comfortable, I was surrounded by people I did not know, and who did not know me, and were pretty much evil. My job seemed, well, I don’t know, perhaps, not comfortable, as in, a mismatch? The community around me was not desirable in any way. Plus, I had never even thought about or discussed with any one what is involved in home ownership. SO BIZARRE. It’s only looking back now where I realised it should’ve been a priority number one and not some remote thought that was never thought of. Anyway 15 years or so later after I had left the ‘rag trade’, when I was in my early 30’s, I realised maybe I should think about housing and whether I should always rent. I did some maths and worked out as long as my rent was around about the $150 mark, and in tow with inflation, then it would be a better option for me to rent rather than take out a mortgage. I did not have the wisdom to factor in other concerns, like; availability, arshole landlords, ‘old age’ relocation physicality problems, rental crisis due to overpopulation and greedy politicians, plus freedom to do what you please around the house without constant intervention and invasion of privacy by arshole rental estate bitches, aswell as what I know now about life - life isn't meant to be lived in a ‘rental’; Over the period of your working years, you accumulate wealth, and with that of course you want to buy luxuries for yourself, but if you live in a rental, there's just many things that you can't purchase, or if you do purchase then you have to take them with you at end of lease time and time again, which is just not practical. I mean how many trucks will you need. I'm talking about normal things, like a bathtub for instance, most rentals don't even have bathtubs, and there's other normal things, like Rangehoods, I have not encountered any rentals that actually have a Rangehood! then of course there's luxury health items like a spa or a sauna. If you're the kind of person who doesn't travel, and would prefer to stay home, then you want your home to be as comfortable as possible, and you want to spend your money on the home environment, but when you rent, you just can't do that, which means you can't LIVE YOUR LIFE FULLY if you have to rent. You lose in life if you rent. You're a victim if you rent. I certainly would encourage people not to have children unless they at the very least are homeowners. Mmmm. At no point infact, of all my time renting up to 2018, was there ANY indication, that I would have EXTREME problems of these, in the future. If only I had of read my blog!! So anyway, I’m thinking somebody may have heard my calculations about the rent and have taken the rental crisis as an opportunity to teach me a lesson, somewhere along the lines of Dr scarf thwarting my plans. Or I sometimes feel like it’s a secret plot by Centrelink staff who tried to rub it in my face “well you should’ve got a good paying job and a mortgage like everyone else”. They have no idea about dogs in the workplace, and major bullying. Stupid centerlink. They have no idea about living in a glass house. I don’t even think they know about the stealing. I’m not sure about centerlink sabotage, but it would definitely be something they would do, and they would have networks big enough to cover the rental apps that I look at, and I know they are vindictive and spiteful enough women. Possibly the rental crisis is so bad now, that I am going into “disbelief” and subconsciously pretending it is not true! Oh its just centerlink pretending there is a housing crisis! mm mm You know, one day at school, we were all ushered into a couple of rooms, and some teacher said “It’s university application day, so do your applications and hand them back to me. I am like what? this was the first I’ve ever heard of university application day, like what am I meant to be applying for -there were literally thousands of courses from multiple unis? It’s like not one of the teachers, not my parents, not the careers counsellor, no one had given me any options of any university courses that I might be able to apply for, beforehand. I can’t begin to explain the incompetence and ineptitude of the adults who surrounded me at this time in my life. Clueless, uncaring and selfish. Why did you want kids? Prepare your child for the future. 13. Revolting craft workshop woman in Western Suburbs, and fake job story, both stolen I went to find this story to add a bit, but it was missing. Now, I had only just done it a few weeks ago, so it is fresh in my mind, I am not sure if microsoft search is suddenly not working, or some hacker has stolen it, but it is definatly not coming up in any of my keyword searches. And there are a lot of keywords in it. I suspect mainly the stories that are stolen from my PC, (and there have been a lot now), have been stolen because they incriminate someone – so obviously this woman, is well known to the powers that be, popular and GUILTY. So, both these stories are about bullies in Sydney. When I lived out on the Western suburbs working at Bonds, back in 1993/4, I decided I should do some after-work craft activities, (this was before I started my 2nd job). I found a workshop, it was silk painting. I recall it was quite difficult getting there. I had to catch two buses and a train. It was a bit ridiculous, and sitting on the bus, I realized I did not know exactly what stop I should get off – I had no Gregoris and there was certainly no google maps back then, but I did encounter a nice man, he said he knew where my destination was, and would help me, I had to go back to his place (a 15 minute walk), where I met his wife briefly, and then we hopped in his car, and he took me to my destination- it was a little odd, but I was definitely grateful to him because I had no idea where I was. This “crafting” woman’s place seemed to be ‘out in the sticks’, it was a big brick house. I told the small group about my journey and getting there, taking about an hour and a half! And also, I would have to leave early so I could catch the last bus back. The woman teaching offered to give me a lift to the back to my place, at 9pm when it ended, because, although it took me 1 ½ hrs to get there, it wasn’t very far from my place - only about 10 minutes by car!! So, I was really pleased about that, I could relax and got on with my silk painting. But then towards the end, when everyone had left, I was still there, and this woman still hadn’t volunteered her previous offer. She was busy cleaning up, and I figured she was just wanting to clean up before she took me home, but then she left and went upstairs, and said that she’s got to start dinner for her family. I’m thinking did she forget that she made the offer to give me a lift - because it was 9 o’clock and I had already missed the last bus, so I didn’t have any choice, but to get a lift from her – or stay there all night. Yikes. So, then her teenage son came down, and he did something with the fire, so there was smoke all in the room, I literally think he was trying to ‘smoke’ me out! What a fucking bitch - having offered to drive me, and then had obviously changed her mind without telling me. I mean had I missed something during the course of the evening?? I don’t recall the workshop being an overly pleasant workshop experience, but not unpleasant, I was happy and content doing my silk painting. I certainly didn’t say or do anything to indicate anything but, I just got on with being creative, that is what I do. I mean I could have compared it to my aunts workshops, later I did – she taught Folk Art, and held workshops in her studio upstairs at her home in Leichardt. Those were very enjoyable – she was good at her craft and good at teaching – some people have a knack. This woman had none, but I was not concerned about that, as I applied my creativity and got on with things, also I was raised to be far more respectful than to mention otherwise. So, after 15 minutes or so, she came back down and realised, that I was not going anywhere, so then she and her daughter, both took me home. It was the most revolting experience; you know women are revolting. So unreliable, so dishonest, so bitchy. Crappy people from the western suburbs. Some women, as in housewives, are just HOPELESS, and should be not out in public ever, let alone teaching a craft. Like I have mentioned on my blog before – most women are clueless about exactly how stupid they are. In retrospect with the whole 1 ½ hr transport issue, it would not have surprised me if some bully girl at Bonds had arranged the whole thing, and it would not surprise me if that woman actually worked at Bonds and herd that I wanted to do a craft workshop, so said, she was a silk painter and charged $100 for a bullshit evening. {A similar thing happened when I was at Rowan Leigh, re a horse workshop, I talk about on my Blog – greedy bimbo women}. Stuff them. I hope that whole family gets cancer and dies. By the way, I said above, this was before I got my 2nd job, I decided I needed a 2nd job as I seemed to not really have enough money, like I could not save any, it all went on bills, mainly rent. So, when I had a second job; now, you’d think I’d have heaps of money wouldn’t you? And considering I didn’t drink, didn’t go out, did not socialize too much, was not on drugs, and had a minimum of appetites, I ought to have been ‘rolling’ in it – but no, minimum wage plus less than, does not buy you ANYTHING in life, certainly nothing in Sydney. Those 10 years I spent down in Sydney, were a total waste. Total waste of my time, my energy with nothing to show for it except a half paid off little cheap imported hatchback of car. It’s bullshit, would be better off to stay unemployed, better for my mental health too! Actually the 1 thing I really got out of those 10 years, is how revolting people are, how much they use you, and bully you, any chance they get – like that is their main aim. The other story happened later, when was living in Hornsby doing temp Nanny and babysitting work. I operated through an agency in St Leonard’s, so this young girl would set up work for me. For the most part it was okay, but this one time, I drove all the way to some house, about 20 minutes away, and when I got there, they said they no longer needed me. So, what waste of a trip, and I could have got other work too that evening. I didn’t ever get any kind of compensation either, I don’t think they thought to do that back then. So, anyway what I remembered distinctly about that FAKE JOB; I got back in my car, I was annoyed, and leaving, but there was some girl driving Janice’s car who pulled right up infront of me then left; Janice was someone I previously worked for, looking after her little girl. So, I’m not sure why they were doing signs with Janice’s car; I mentioned numerous times on my blog, they send me lookalikes, and do signs, and they have the same car - for total deception, although I could see in that car, and that it was definitely not Janice driving, the windows weren’t tinted at all, so I had a clear view of some blonde driving. So, what I find ironic about that situation, for someone to do that, they would have to be following me and be obsessed with me, like a depraved stalker. Such stupidity. You lose. You may think you won by setting up such a nuisance situation for me - but you lost, you are a natural loser. When I as wondering what image to use with this story , I typed “car stalker” in to google, there were some really good ones, but not royalty free, they were on dreamstime – it was like dreamstime had based their whole database of images on my life, as I have so many problems with ‘car stalkers’ ! lol! But I was surprised I did not see more elsewhere, as ‘car stalking’ IS huge, I note heaps of hoons do it, constantly all the time. It is a problem in Australia, bogans do it – stupid ones who can’t think of what to do. It is them, I suspect who steal from me too, as they keep stalking me, but to no avail – like nothing happens when you stalk someone, if you want something to happen, you have to actually talk to them. “STALKING” DOES NOT WORK IN ANY WAY – albeit if I know you are a hooning stalker, I should think less of you - so it works in that way! But, so, because those hoons are so stupid, and eventually wonder what the hell they are doing stalking some woman, they get pissed off, as their stupidity slowly sinks in, “oh, maybe I should be actually doing something with my life?” - so then they blame me for their stupid stalking behaviour, and thus steals from me. And, it is male and female alike. 14. Fruit and Vege Thief, shooting story Many years ago, I recall a story about a girl in 4th class who had an uncle, or was it her father? By the name of Prior. Anyway, he owned the local Fruit and Vege shop in our small country town Gunnedah, the store was located on the edge of town by the river on the old Tamworth rd, he had a huge plot where he would grow his own veges to sell. He was having problems with local kids stealing his food. One day, I guess, he had had enough and when he heard someone in his fields, he got his shotgun and took a shot, he had intended to miss and scare the culprit off, so the courts said, but he did not miss, he got him. He had to go to prison. At the time when all the little girls, all the little 4th graders were hearing and retelling the story around the playground, it was “oh no”, “ti, ti” “very bad” “shame” etc, to the man who shot the boy. But now, I am in my 40’s and I too have had it up to here with thievery, and I totally get how and why that man came to shoot the boy, and if I were the judge, I would let him go SCOT-FREE. I certainly imagine I would do exactly the same thing if I owned a shotgun, and caught a thief red-handed – deservedly so; those thieves are a menace to society causing and spreading evil {especially since the police don’t do anything about the thefts and over the years in my life, I have encountered quite a few young people who steal from me and have done the wrong thing by me, but their family tries to save them, and in the process disparages me. They have no thoughts or regard for their child’s victim; they only try to save themselves and their family. Plus, they continue to steal, as they never get reprimanded}. I am not sure what happen to the boy, I hope he was killed. After all the thefts at my place – if only I had a shotgun. And I encourage anyone who catches anyone stealing – smack them up good and well if you don’t have a gun, so they can no longer walk at the very least. DO IT. Do the world a favour. Since their parents are CRAP. If you have kids – you betta, do it right, so no one comes along and shoots your kids head off - stupid parents in the first place. (When will there be compulsory parenting classes for all pregnant mothers?) If the perp is caught, then put the parents in jail alongside the perpetrator – then force them all to go to church in prison, so they can sit and reflect about their behaviour. {This particular photostory, my ‘x’ landlord especially took offence, I bet her son is a thief, just like her.} Btw, because I state these threatening words online, I have been tagged by the police as a possible threat to an under 18 person (one stupid enough to steal from me) – so I was advised informally that it is them keeping tabs on me, in order to save any future child with hopeless parents?? If this is true, I consider it a very clever way of me to get the police off their arse, and to do something about the thieving; as by keeping tabs, they also see, and may prevent thieves. However I have had items stolen while they are supposedly on watch – so it may be tyrannical idiots pretending to be the police, and who are the very same people, stealing from me. 15. I bet they don’t even have a sore foot, and re, Renters are POVERTY people I saw an image of a lovely good looking couple in their 50's, riding around in an electric car - golf buggy type. I included it with this story, and titled it "Ever get the feeling life is for other people". You know, the most important thing an 18-year-old can be told, or even earlier, is the thing you need to do first and foremost in your life, is purchase a house, so you don’t waste your money on rents. In fact as soon as you get your first job you should apply for a mortgage. Because landlords are the greatest legal thieves of them all, and it’s a big secret - when you’re old and wise it’s easy to see the big picture, but by then it will be way too late, so you need to demand your parents give you money for a deposit for your own home, and then work hard when you’re young and full of energy, and pay off that mortgage as soon as you can - 10 years. I think bank will only give you a 20-year loan so you have to pay off the monthly mortgage on one hand and then put money aside on the other to pay off the lump sum payment towards the end after 10 years or so, - that’s the ideal, and essential to “winning” in life. That way you can either sell it and purchase again somewhere better, or you can rent it and always have that income coming in. You’ll have your own sense of freedom and PLACE, in life, essential, to coping with all that life throws at you. Because working to live in somebody else’s house with landlords coming around and wanting to inspect and ‘lord over’, isn’t worth it - you’ll soon see after a few years, it just doesn’t work, you have no motivation or desire to work. If you remain a renter, you’re always going to be on a cycle of poverty, it is only those people who own property, who win in life - it is just like Monopoly, although you don’t need to win, you just need to land on a few good squares, in order to play. I feel so strongly about this, that if you’re a parent and plan on having kids, but don’t have several thousands of dollars in the bank ready for a deposit when they turn 18, you shouldn’t be having kids, otherwise you’re just asking them to suffer in life, and be disadvantaged (handicapped). And you know it’s up to parents to explain this to a child, I know some parents, (mine) where just everything came easy to them, so they just didn’t think about these kinds of things. And, infact, in my family, we never talked about money at all. So no wonder there was no thoughts to purchasing a house. And that’s why I’m writing it, and unfortunately, I have been banned from social media, because this is where the story belongs, so everyone can see it and have a chance of feeling good about life, for the whole duration. In fact, I think it’s greedy landlords who mainly have banned me from social media because they don’t want renters to know this little fact about life, they want to continue the cycle of poverty so they can remain rich. 16. When You See What You Want - Ask For It, You Just Never Know One day in my early 20’s, I was walking down the street in Sydney attending a job interview. As I was walking to and fro from the car, I came across a shop which blew me away, it was an interior design fabric shop. I couldn’t believe how beautiful it looked from the window. I decided that this is where I wanted to work, so I waltzed in, wanting to know if they had any positions. It so happened they did! And the sales-girl in there was very nice, she gave me the name of the manager, and suggested I should write to him for an interview. So, I wrote to a Mr King, and explained why I should work for him there at South Pacific Fabrics, (even though I had no idea what position was on offer) I just told him in my letter about his fabrics, and my experience from looking at them, it was long and waffly, and a most unusual letter for a job application. I’m not really a ‘fit the normal’ type of person, I’m a very visual creative person, and I guess it was a creative letter. It so happened, so was Mr King, so, I got an interview, from this letter! (I recall reading the letter to my younger brother at the time before I sent it, he didn’t have much to say about it, but when I told him I got the interview, he was like “you got the interview from that letter”! (not sure if his correct tone is coming across). So, the interview went well, although I wasn’t really suitable for what they were looking for because I’d had no experience in sales (I’m not really a sales type person) BUT, they created a temporary job for me to do the Samplling work! I was absolutely thrilled to bits, and loved my little job there, because I got to go through every single fabric, and there were some nice people that worked there too. Now, I can sometimes come across as kind of a blunt person, or “raw” as Mrs King, I think it was, described me. So, at one point they thought it would be a good idea if they put me in charge of recuperating the Big Fabric Sample books, which were quite pricey. They would sometimes, for special customers only, lend them out to those special hoity-toits. These special customers were often the type of people who wouldn’t jump if a young sales girl phones them up and asked them to jump, so it was figured that someone with a more “raw” dialect might have had better chance of getting the books back! I do actually recall phoning a one Margaret Pomeranz, insisting she return a book back - little did I know at the time who she was, quite famous in Australia and the Australian film industry. Anyway it must’ve worked, as after I had finished doing all the samples up, I had to leave, but was given quite a number of older Sample books by Mrs King, which I thought was very nice, and I later used them to upholster a daybed, in a patchwork of these most amazing fabrics - and when I say amazing, I mean they were literally amazing, not the type of thing you would see in normal day to day average life, they were out of the ordinary fabrics, I recall the most expensive one was about $500 per metre, and that was 30 years ago, so that’s pretty pricey for a fabric, (an average price for an interior fabric, like what you would find at Lincraft or Spotlight, was at the time, usually anywhere from $15-$30/m.) I was inspired to design my own textiles, mainly from a lack of anything even remotely good in any of the retail shops available to me, as I did my sewing around 2015. I like them! When I was selling them on SPFL, I sold enough of my designs to pay for my materials, which was perfect, - but then they sabotage ban me ☹️so I have not sold any since 2019. See above far right a few of my Pink designs. 17. My Pusscat is Never Going to get Stuck up a Tree When Tulip was a kitten, one time, he was mad hopping around the bedroom, as they do, and he climbed all the way up this tall upholstered mirror that I had. When he got all the way up to the top, I exclaimed “now, how you going to get down Tulip!” He was looking around wondering the same thing, so I grabbed his little butt, and kind of wiggled him in a gentle downwards sideways manner, so he got the hang of how he could shimmy back down, he took to it immediately and was down in a flash. I have seen him throughout his whole adult life, when he climbs right up high, in a tree, he uses the same technique to come down!! It’s like, “my pussycat is never going to get stuck up a tree!” So, I recommend when they’re kittens, try doing that, you can teach them how to get down on a vertical incline. No need for the fireman! 18. Every plant specie I sell, has a story, this is woodwardii’s (woodwardii is a small upright slender gum with a large yellow flower, and powder white branches). Every time I sell a packet of this seed partiqular species; Eucalyptus woodwardii, I am reminded of the Gunnedah bullybitches; I saw this tree growing on a street in Gunnedah (Borthistle Road), they were inside and outside, a property, that was abandoned for quite some time and was up for sale. As this tree tickled my fancy, with its lovely upright drooping habit, and silvery white stem, I phoned the Real estate on the gate, to find out whose property it was, as they probably planted those trees and would know what they were. This by the way, was a time before Facebook, when if you want something identified you just have to put a picture up of it on Facebook, and there are people who love playing the ‘ID this tree game’, I will name it in a flash. God bless those people. (Although since I have been ban – I can no longer have quick ID access L). But, so, I called the Real Estate, and OMG, what a bunch of stupid bitches - it was truly like talking to bitchy zombie bimbo heads who kind of refused to tell me the owner, but they didn’t say that they wouldn’t tell me the owner, or why, they just came up with bimbo nonsense gobblygook. Those condescending girls should be shot they are not worthy of planet earth, and are anti-trees, and anti helpful. Anyway, I did collect the seeds (from the ones on the street, ofcourse, and NOT the ones on private property – actually the gate was locked, there was no entrance to the property). I grew a tree from the seeds, at Rangari garden. Some years later determined by Facebook that it was Eucalyptus woodwardii. I have since been banned from Facebook due to stupid Nazi bimbos just like those Real Estate girls - they all should be shot. RIGHT BACK AT YOU. I want to further add, collecting seed from the street, a public street, is perfectly legal. This applies to all nature strips and verges, of course if someone has planted a garden, (which they are encouraging people do to now), and they obviously tend it, with vegetables and fruit trees, obviously it is “good form” to ask for something if you want it, bearing in mind if they are growing food – it is most likely for themselves, and they do not want to give it away. It is illegal to collect seed from Nature Reserves, and Parks and Wildlife areas, unless you have a permit,- that you pay for, they charge a lot, btw. In my experience if you knock on the door of a lovely garden, and ask the owner about a specific tree, you will allways get a person quite happy to talk about their garden and would not mind if you collect a cutting or some seeds – and will be appreciative that you asked in the first place, and not just took. Plus, if you stop and chat, you can often get the plant name, age and history, always good things to know. If a gardener did not want these kinds of attentions (from mops!), they would have a privacy fence up, so no one could see what is growing in their garden! 19. Major Socket Shortage in Australian Homes In my kitchen, just on one side of the kitchen, I have 19 items that need to be plugged in to a wall socket - electrical socket {and that’s just on one side of the kitchen}, on the other side I’ve got five items, plus the oven. So, I’ll say 24 sockets is what I need in my kitchen for 1 person (yes only 1 person requires 24 wall sockets). This kitchen has a total of 4 wall sockets, so I’m 20 sockets short. This is a unit built in the 50s, but being a renter, I’ve never had any home or unit, that has had more sockets – most Australian housing is totally outdated by 70 years, and built by non-thinkers. {Apparently, they still, are being bult by non-thinkers, as I have been advised that one home owner, had to stop construction mid-way through, as she noted there were not enough wall sockets in the whole new house build, and instructed them to put more in, which they did, quite happily so, btw, that person, then, owned a business, called “Thinkers” ! - a children’s book and toy company, if only she could have started it in the 20’s!} 20. Blinded By Money Syndrome and money thinkers = greedy thinkers I found in Gunnedah when I lived there, there was a tip shop, and I loved it, I could get any second-hand furniture basically that I wanted $5, it was brilliant. I purchased things like a timber front door ($5), a timber fly screen front door ($5), left over half full 5L tin of white paint ($2), white kitchen tiles ($5 a box), large timber office desk ($10)…. I mean, who wouldn’t want to purchase a really good large timber desk for $10, instead of spending $600 for the equivalent brand-new. If you’re saving for a house, or a second investment house even, it just makes sense to buy second-hand. Although I do realize, especially in retrospect, the workers who staff all the Tip Shops in NSW, and Gunnedah tip, used to pretend they were “the mob”; what do you want we can get for you! A game to amuse themselves at work! LOL And, I believe the reason I could basically get whatever I wanted at the Gunnedah Tip shop was because most people in Gunnedah were snobs and refused to buy not only second-hand furniture, but items from a tip shop – THEIR LOSS, more for me! I love 2nd hand shops. When I moved to QLD, unfortunatly I found this attitude by the rest of the community was no longer, no snobs in QLD, and finding 2nd hand goods is difficult. And I’m going to throw in this story; as a renter I have never had a house or a unit that has had a Rangehood. This is so ridiculous, because when you cook, oily dirty fumes escape from the pan and go directly onto the ceiling and walls, making it yucky in the long run. To me, a kitchen without a Rangehood is like a kitchen with part of the floor missing, it’s just an essential. So, in this farmhouse where I lived for 10 years, I decided I would make my own Rangehood after about 4yrs, because there was already a round hole in the ceiling above the oven. I got some plywood, $20, bought a fan for $15, a sliding filter for $15, it was pretty easy to do and, in the end, it worked a treat. The thing is, about the Rangehood is that it didn’t look like a Rangehood that you purchased from the shops, it looks like a DIY Rangehood, and even though I’m pretty good at DIY – neat and clean, any person can tell the difference between the Chinese manufactured goods that they have in the shops, and something bespoke and handmade – it was definatly a nice wooden range hood. So, when the new buyer came through, I told them about my home-made Rangehood, and they insisted they didn’t want it. It was like the underlying message “We’re rich, we’ll just buy one” - it’s like their money blinded them to the fact that this Rangehood was already there, it worked perfectly, and it wasn’t like it was a total eyesore. I think most people from NSW are suffering from “blinded by money syndrome”, when it comes to buying second-hand goods. I realized at that time, that for my whole life, I never really thought about money, like it does not consume my thoughts as it must do for other people. Things that I need pop up, so then I go about thinking how I can obtain it, and usually eventually can by my 2nd hand shopping, but that’s pretty it, my total thoughts involving money. It has always been this way my whole life – I hardly think about money. Now that I have moved to North Queensland, and there are NO 2nd hand shops here, plus there are limited services and business, with a HUGE demand for pretty much everything, it is quite a pickle for me, as at this stage in my life it is way too late to be only now just starting to think about money, good thing we have a welfare system in this country, albeit run by greedy money thinking dogs. You know, I blame the libs for the bad state of QLD housing. Not that I follow politics too much, but they really need to be stepping things up for everyone, not just the rich greedy money thinkers – it goes hand in hand; money thinkers = greedy thinkers. 21. Pot Belly Theory I want to quickly write about something; I was a really skinny child. Slim, but with a pot belly, it’s a little unusual, most little girls have a flat stomachs, and it’s not until they start eating a lot, or have kids, that they get a big womanly belly. I have two theories as to why I have a big pot belly. Btw, you couldn’t really notice as I was growing up that I had a big pot belly because I was so slim. I mean, if I took my top off and showed everyone, then one could see that it was a potbelly, but since I didn’t ever do that, I didn’t have any weird comments about my stomach. It wasn’t until I started putting on weight in my 40’s, when suddenly I just had no control over my belly, no amount of breathing in, standing up straight, or tucking your butt under would hide my tummy. It just really sticks out, and I do admittedly look like I’m seven months pregnant, all the time. I have been advised that belly fat is really bad for you by a certain doctor, but I have done a bit of research, and this is complete BS, and it’s a personal opinion of doctor, most men in fact, like women who do not have belly fat, same as how they would prefer a pretty woman to an ugly one, so it is not unhealthy to have belly fat, nothing bad is going to happen to anyone who has fat on their belly. Having said that, obviously everyone knows it’s better health wise not to be obese or fat in general. Ok, so my first theory is; my grandfather died of stomach cancer and so therefore there could be just some flaw in my genetics, in the stomach area, a weakness, possibly caused from wars in the past, which I know, injuries can change people’s DNA, so the next generation carry the scars from the previous. Interesting isn’t it. {That bit is scientifically proven actually, the bit about war injuries changing DNA and passing it down to next generations}. So, one should always try not to harm their body. My second theory is child restraining seats, in fact, I have many, very young childhood, bad memories about, being placed in those baby seats, and then having had the belt done up across my belly, it was always very tight, and touching my stomach, I even recall my stomach been pinched regularly as the clip was done up. And so, my stomach, being young, and adaptable, has thought, well, I’m going to need some protection here, so let’s put a whole heap of extra fat right there where the seatbelt goes! And actually, I would think this later theory, would probably be the more accurate of the two. I noticed when I did some nanny work, that the kind of woman who has all girls, has a certain personality type, and the kind of woman who has all boys, also has a distinct personality type. It was really really obvious to me. The woman who had all girls are kind of girly type personalities, whilst the women who had all boys, you would not describe them as girly, possibly Tomboy girly – possibly not girly at all. And there seemed to be no exception to that rule. It was always the same where ever I went, and I saw quite a few different families. Also, I have known 2 families, at least, probably more, but 2 that come to mind, that consisted of all girls only – no sons born, 4 siblings in 1, and 3 in the other. And I have to say those families are just horrid, there’s no other way to describe them. A bunch of bitches. It’s like there’s no balance at all. Not only are they horrid to one another but they inflict their bitchiness on other girls, just revolting people. 22. You know what they Say, Good Fences Make for Good Neighbours I find it strange how some housing developers (especially diy people) give thought to the house. But often the plot itself is not thought about, nor Boundary lines. And how the garden is going to interact with the house. And how the driveway is going to interact - how functional the carport/ garage is going to be. It’s a total area that is lacking in my opinion. Of course, this opinion has come about due to practically every house I have lived in, not having a sufficient Boundary, and most having last minute way-too-small garage add ons. For example, the current house I live in now (2021) is a bush block, and I have neighbours who just waltz through and around my garden, and not just kids. They litter. There really does need to be a fence, and preferably it needs to be 8 foot to block all temptations, so when neighbours go for their daily walk around the park, they simply cannot walk around my house. I’m getting a little sick and tired of picking up other people‘s rubbish around my garden. The tend to wander at night, and in the bird twit hours. I have found, no matter what neighbourhood I live in, no matter what socio-economic factors either, this Boundary is a necessity. I say bring back gorgeous stone walls again, or stone gabions, tall hay bale walls, timber battens…… cheap stick fences, shade cloth walls…….so many possibilities for every budget. 23. How did you spend your childhood I saw this ad, and it reminded me of my childhood running around the paddocks half naked in the summer heat having fun exploring the wilderness. (The other half was spent in the pool) I have to mention this, as actually I’ve noticed this going on for several years now whenever I go anywhere; I seem to have a plethora of kids placed around me in various locations where I go. To any bystanders, all would appear normal and not ‘placed’, but as I know I have people who follow me around, (female dogs) plus it is usually school time, and kids are meant to be in school, yet there are literally dozens sometimes out and about. I know that somebody is going and getting these kids and putting them where I have to go, often on the road / footpath as I drive to the shop. They’ve been doing it for many years, I remember when I was in Sydney, they used to send kids into my shop (on their own), and the kids would all have brand-new clothes on, and look very smart and dashing. I’m talking maybe six-year-olds, 7, 8. I have no idea why they do this, these kids never speak to me, and they are usually at some distance from me. I can only speculate why they would go and get kids; first of all, the person dealing with those kids would be slightly paedophilic and definatly stupid; and want to make themselves feel important by controlling and herding kids around. That would be the number one reason in fact, and there is no more speculation needed. Since they still continue to do this, even at my new address in Sarina, I guess a special message is needed for all involved; Ah, could all (probably spoilt) little shits, go jump in the lake. 24. Is the Australian Government ripping you off? The Australian Government did not pay my Aus study when I was entitled (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS – have they ANY idea, how that has affected MY WHOLE LIFE? – all the thefts- its related.). They missed 4 weeks of payments when I was entitled on my Niece Scheme Program. (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that– STUPID CUNTS) They gave dad part pension when he was entitled to full pension. (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS) They started reducing my rent assistance for a few dollars each fortnight hoping I would not notice. (Liberals in office, but it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS) They made me sign a form stating if I got sick under their total scam slave labour ‘work for the dole’ program that I would not sue them, - I did get sick, big time, and I believe it was a virus given to me deliberately by the dogs. (Liberals in office) (Government picking off its Pensioners? – see my Big Jelly Baby Scam story for more about that) But again, it would be women at Centrelink responsible for that – STUPID CUNTS) Some governments create armies to defend its country, in Australian, government or stupid women from Centrelink create dog armies to fight against its own people – cockaninnies STUPID CUNTS. Guess I should vote labour now. (I am not really a political person, I don’t even watch the news due to all the fuphies, although I as a Greeny, I have noted over many years, the Libs seem to run the country into the ground whenever they are in; by brainwashing Australians into believing that they are rich. So, then labour has to come along and ‘save’ the country before it all goes to complete shit- then the cycle repeats.) Actually, I can’t believe the amount of fake news on television news, I would say 80% is fake. It is disgraceful, and I believe it is related to me too; all the stealing, harassment, stalking that goes on in my life – they tell me, “Well we are at war”, so that’s why we do it, and then they put a fake war story on the ABC news. So, I am not sure who exactly I am meant to be at war with, either, the ABC news crew, or just the female news reader, or the Australian government, or odd politicians, or old girls from school, or even possibly my neighbours? – oh wait it’s probably women at Centrelink – STUPID CUNTS). How should I know who? Quite frankly I do not consider myself at war with any one, but I am always going to think the women who work at Centrelink are STUPID CUNTS, this is never going to change now.) Plus ofcourse the women who steal from me, more STUPID CUNTS. Actually in general now, I don’t like people enough to want to have any type of relationship with them at all, good or bad. It seems to me; for someone related to the news, to be so obsessed with me, a mere young girl from the country, they must be absolutely nuts, and should seek mental health help immediately, and should have done so a long time ago. Plus GET A LIFE, your own life. Btw, it is only with old age can you start to see the bullshit, and often I have no proof, I can just see; “bullshit” alert. 25. Self-declared important people I have noticed this is a thing today, and all my life I have noted it. It started 100’s of years ago, re the slave trade by the Dutch. With a famous historian, Christopher Clark, noting; “The sense of a God-given superiority over other humans is breathtaking.” It wasn’t for another 200 years when human rights laws were introduced to protect and save, slaves. But it wasn’t for another 200 years again, only a few years ago from now, where this atrocious behaviour was acknowledged by the crown. It’s like they knew, but wanted to keep it secret, so they could keep treating people badly for as long as they could get away with it. Sh! This resonates with me, because I feel, I often come across people who indeed feel they are superior to me, and act accordingly, it’s a real problem that still exists. And, indeed, they have tried to enslave me, they being Centrelink (STUPID CUNTS), through forced ‘work for the dole’ (that is work without pay) exactly the same thing. But it’s not just Centrelink staff who have this attitude, a lot of people do still, I am particularly reminded of certain girls from the private school I attended I know a lot of them have the superiority complex. I feel that is why CC shoplifted, as she felt she was superior and thus was allowed to do as she pleases. Sh! But actually, most people I encounter will act superior when they determine I do not have money, it is beyond absurd now, how much this happens. I have said it before, but I will say it again, as I know how hard a concept this is, for a 3rd born to grasp; you have to be respectful to everyone, not just people who have more money than you – YOU IDIOTS. But, in my experience, if you let people walk all over you, they will, regardless of laws and human rights, = the whole ‘give someone enough rope…..’ theory. And this includes the 3 spheres who have the power and authority to take action; the police, the Government, and the so-called mental health sector. Those people truly do not have any respect for certain sectors of society. And a lot of that is brought about by conditioning, and not experience. If you read my blog, I have already given heaps of examples, like the police, radio personalities, landlords, politicians, psychiatrists, family, friends, shop retail girls… so many. {I myself, am definatly better than thieving Heath Barwick} self-declared so. But here is another little one, that I think would be common. One time I was working for an alteration lady in a hoity toity suburb, and I was elected to deliver an urgent repair to a wealthy customer in a nearby fancy hotel, so I was walking through the lobby with my cargo - what looked like dry cleaning I guess, and I was pretty much ignored. I had to step into the hair salon to ask for the whereabouts of the concierge. And the hair woman totally dissed me like an unimportant person who does not need to be taken seriously or listened to at all. Perhaps I should have worn a fur coat down there! 26. Statue of Liberty story With really not much knowledge of history or politics. (Just wasn’t into it when I was at school, switched off completely). But 30 years later I was happily watching a documentary, and learnt about how Britain and the whole of England basically tried to take over the whole world and had colonial states in practically every country including America. And in 1889, the enlightened political system of America had finally sprung to life, by standing up to the British Bullies, by declaring, all men are created equal and they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, including life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. To which the whole world heard and rejoiced, with the French gifting the Americans the Statue of Liberty, as a special thank you for such an enlightened political theory. 😁 And shame on those brits! I feel my attitude when I was at school, is pretty much the whole of Australia’s attitude, still, towards history and politics. It’s unfortunate that most Australians haven’t embraced the American declaration of Independence, including the government and Centrelink, who still try to install slave labour through work for the dole, in this country. Not to mention stalk and harass recipients, aswell as the whole community generally tries to dominate, boss, and be as tyrannical as they can, in every situation. It’s like they just haven’t heard about the declaration of Independence. Australian bogans. Animal Farm. Plus, to further back up the now typical tyrannical Australian, this country was first inhabited, shortly after captain cook landed, by prisoners (thieves and hoodlums) as well as the people who looked after the prisoners - who had a reputation of being the absolute very worst ‘tyrannical’ prison guards in the world. So, basically this country is founded on tyranny and thieves. And, I can attest, this is still true generations later, even after all the other immigrants we have taken on board in this country. {{ Just as a quick side bar, back in the early in the 90s when I was working in Sydney, in the inner Western suburbs, there were a lot of businesses open that didn't really do much trade, and they were run by immigrants, who obviously didn't have any skills, education or sometimes even English when they came here, but they had to do something, so there's quite a few shops that open but just not really doing much trade, like the little bakery next door to my shop, an Italian mum and pop shop that sold stale bread, the fabric shop that didn't seem to sell any fabrics. Of course there was the coffee shop on the corner - but that did a roaring trade! Apparently there are heaps of ‘speciality’ shops in Melbourne too.}} You know, it’s like you have to know these sorts of things from an early age, so you can enlighten all the stupid dogs that hound you, so they can see, they should not be hounding you. So, make sure your child has an understanding of the Statue of Liberty story, even if you’re not American, it is an important worldwide story of interest. A must know. The above image background is a textile print from my “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, (! – not familiar with the Declaration of Independence) 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. 27. Excrucian; intolerable, unbearable, agonizingly annoying Before I begin; this is a screenshot of my seed business. I love selling seeds. It is a little bonus of all the hard work that I put in, planting trees and shrubs. If you’ve been reading my blog, you know I have been ban from many social media places, but this one is relatively new, and so far, I haven’t been ban, and I’ve made quite a bit of pocket money. Enough to pay for hire truck relocation 500km north. ~ Sometimes I receive mail, and if it’s a parcel that doesn’t fit in the locker, the post woman, will deliver it directly to my unit, which is wonderful, and if I have any seed orders to go, she’ll take them for me, which is also wonderful. But that lovely woman has since disappeared, and there is a new young boy now who refuses to post letters, but I have noticed they are sending me look a likes of that boy on telly, weirdos, everything, all weird bizarre behaviour could be Australia Post related. This is a little story about today’s incident. Excrucian; intolerable, unbearable, agonizingly annoying So, I just went into Sarina to post some seed orders off. I thought I’d stop off and look at some marigolds that were growing on a footpath, to get some seeds; so, there’s a guy down there, who, and I’m not sure if he was altogether right in the head, but he said that it was his garden, and I could get some seeds if I wanted, but there were none left off the good big ones. And then I saw this girl who was parked infront of me leave and then someone beep beep beep on the highway. So, this happens frequently, some strange girl (most likely a thief) and then a beeper. If you witnessed this on the street, you would think nothing, no big deal, but if your me, and witness it practically everywhere I go, IT IS excrucian, to be followed like that, and beeped at for some unknown reason. I think maybe they organised it, as they knew I was coming, so that all of the flowers were dead-headed - so that I couldn’t get any?? What kind of messed up person does that? Maybe it’s a fun game for the girl to sabotage everything I do?? Oh yeah, thast’s right, IT IS. Sometimes I forget many people are not normal, and were raised by the ‘bad and stupid’. Maybe that’s what sick people do in their free time? I either have some girl that follows me around, (dogs) or truck drivers in a toll trucks who follow me, if it’s not one, it’s the other. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU, all of you, rack off, and get YOUR OWN life. (btw those marigolds are about to flower in my planter now, so thankyou for those 2 down opposite the Dr’s, for those seeds, I hope the hot pink Celosia I gave them is growing.) Maybe they think it is a form of flattery to be followed all the time, like they think of themselves as mere fans of me, expressing their admiration? SICKOES Maybe there is food involved, free food for dogs? Like if you feed stray cats, they hang around, could be the same thing, but the motive is, if you mess up this girls plan, you get free food! Who is the moron GIVING dogs free food HA HA Sometimes I feel, they do it because they want me to put on a show for them, like a trained monkey. They want me to put on a show of “anger and fury”. So, you can see how that is a no-win situation for me, no matter what I do in that “set up situation”, as I am not a performing monkey, and I refuse to perform for someone who manipulates me like this; they are revolting, evil, and they should be shot. I suspect that those girls doing that, are, just that, monkees. Get off my back you stupid little monkey girls. Oh, and they have the arrogance to sign (by beeping) YOU LOOSE, if I did not perform their desired display of ‘rage and frustration’. When in actual fact I WON. {I must have!! Lol} They have been doing it for years, and still no tantrums! – they are pretty slow learners. Why can’t I go down the street without being HARRASSED LIKE THAT? I mention before on my blog when I write about something on my blog, it stops. But after writing this, they still do it; last trip in - a big semi trailer with xoxo number plates. It does appear to be a AM thing, they do it often in the morning, so then if I go out again in the arvo, no problems. Update 2025 – new address, and I have not seen a toll truck in over 12mnths now!!!! Yaaah! Also, I no longer sell on Local Seeds – guess what, I was ban! What a shock. I am back selling on ebay with a new name “AustralianBackyardPlantsAndSeeds ” And, I love selling seeds and growing native flowers. Not Excrucian! well, maybe weeding – a little…. 28. Neighbour shaming, to wake them up to the beauty of nature (see photos here) Neighbour Shaming, to Wake them up to the Beauty of Nature Just look what the bonehead across the road has done - that big beautiful magnificent tree on the corner - chopped chopped chopped. (Cnr Henry and Little Barber St, Gunnedah. NSW, Australia). (After I wrote this some imbecile copycat has chopped down the 8 trees I planted here at new address – so heedless). I just can’t believe what people are like sometimes. I mean that tree had just hit its prime, in it’s huge big majestic state, a little nonthinking twit has just come along and cut it down. It was a Jacaranda, and Jacarandas pretty much look awful (in my opinion) until they hit their maturity, and when they finally do, it takes like (50 to 70 years or something) they come into their element, and shine, this one had at least another 100years+ of life left still. I just can’t believe this guy has chopped that tree down. IDIOT. Even if it’s not a native, he (or she) hasn’t even replaced it with anything. Disgraceful disgraceful disgraceful; you’re not worthy of living on planet Earth. I’ve also included a photo of that beautiful ironbark (E. sideroxylon) that grows at the entrance of a farmers house on my way out to my place at Rangari, and they have had the good sense not to chop it down, and that tree would be extremely old now, centuries old, no knowing how many. The trunk on that stately black ironbark is fattening up beautifully! They’ve also left the parasite which is growing on it, called Mistletoe, and it has given it a lovely weepy appearance, with the attached parasite looking like a part of the tree. Fantastic! Some people know how to live, some people don’t. Here is a good spot to mention; since I have moved from Gunnedah and have been living in Queensland, I’ve noticed that in some new developed areas, they haven’t bothered clearing the land before they built their home. They’ve just built the house around the existing scrub that came with the block, even though the areas are quite residential now. And those gardens are absolutely beautiful, they really shine and stand out above any neighbouring ones that have had their blocks cleared. They look a million dollars. They have trees that have been growing there for many years, and they give the whole garden a beautiful old established feel, and sometimes the owner has added a good fence and some of their own favourite plants as well, which makes it look tidy and habited too. So, THINK before bulldozing and clearing the whole block; why don’t you keep as much as you can, aside from the area/ path access needed for building a house. At first you might think, oh that’s just scrubby wasteland, but once you start noticing things, you’ll realise that, that so-called scrubby wasteland, is valuable Australian flora and fauna. Idiots who cut trees down are blind to beauty. MPB driveways showing garden of uncleared land 29. Mulberry Syrup Story (photo here) (Facebook upload, before I was ban) Because I have a lot to say, and mostly none of it good, I wanted to put here something that is good, really good, a recipe: Mulberry Syrup for those lucky enough to have a Mulberry tree 3 bowls (8 cups) washed fresh and ripe mulberries 3 tbs (not dessert spoons) demerara sugar Optional for extra earthy taste; ¾ cup frozen cherries (possibly fresh ones may work, not sure) Pick only good ripe mulberries (spread sheet of shade cloth to catch), my tree produced extra large juicy mulberries which was a plus, some trees only have small sized mulberries. Place mulberries, stem and all in saucepan, add water to cover (4 cups) and simmer for an hour on low, then tip into food processor and with the soft blade (I think that blade is for dough?), puree briefly, and strain through fine strainer back into saucepan. The strainer ought to be fine enough to catch the fine seed too – not all strainers are this fine, you have to look for one, (ask the people who make them!) Add the sugar, and gently reduce to a syrup, 1-2 hrs. Possibly you could put on high, constantly stir and it may take 20minutes, whatever, the more reduced, the more flavour concentrate. Note if you add the cherries too, it is even tastier for some reason. (I had some left-over frozen cherries which are awful to eat on their own, but added to this, yum!) Serve with mulberry ice-cream or vanilla or chocolate! Yum this is amazing! This delicious food product was one of the big contributors to getting me CastOut out of my home of 10yrs at Rangari – it all comes down to pure food jealousy. – this syrup is really that good. My Mulberry tree produced huge big fat juicy long Mulberries, I grew it from a cutting of a Mulberry Tree that was growing on a farm I rented near Gunnedah, called “Rowan Leigh” at the end of Dietrich Rd, (I think it was 260, but Google Maps is saying that is Antonio’s old place? The house I lived in burnt to the ground, and there is a new build there now.) And from Google Maps, it looks like the tree is gone. It was a huge tree in the paddock behind the house (some people, just don’t know how to live) – the best Mulberries you have ever tasted, much nicer than the typical Mulberry. Luckily, I took a cutting to my new address on Bridges Road at Rangari, just out of Gunnedah, NSW, Australia. It was doing very well when I left. I recommend going there and asking the occupant for some cuttings, they’re easy to strike from cuttings. (Get one for me while you’re at it!! - I wouldn’t be surprised if all the ebay thieving dogs have turned up there anyway, and stolen all my seeds from the 100’s of plants I planted DOGS). So, after that farm sold, and I was Cast Out from Rangari, I took a rooted cutting with me, it survived 5 moves up to QLD (over the next 16mnths), but then it died in the drought at Gin Gin, and most terrible soil ever. QLD – a place where it never bloody rains either. Gin Gin; even drier than Gunnedah. I took a cutting from an existing straggly one that was somehow growing at Gin Gin, but, small berries and not nearly as tasty. (Don’t get me started on backwards hillbilllies in QLD who do not even have a mulberry tree in their backyard!). You know, it’s about food! So, I tried this with frozen blueberries, and nowhere near that devine yum flavour that fresh ripe fruit has. Not worth doing unless you have the fresh ripe fruits. I did plant out the ‘not as good mulberry’ out at my new spot - it was getting too big for a pot, but one of my neighbours dug it up and nicked it! Good thing I saw it outside her unit and demand she put it back (well, actually, I put it back, she is one of those types. She said, she thought it had grown from seed, wildly. Mm mmm.) That was the neighbour that moved in here same time I did. Mm mmm. Then after I planted it out, the neighbour on the other side, number 108, the mother, yelled out “thank you”. Like she thought I must’ve planted it out for her! Well, I certainly did not plant it out for her, and what a thief, stealing from neighbours fruity tree. I planted it out for myself and the residents at 110, (if I am still here by the time it fruits). The fact that she thought I planted it out for her, is another example of how vain and selfish most women are. Also, I sent an email to my cousin Stephanie describing this new place here, and I mentioned the fact that there are no kids in this complex, which is fantastic, and after I did this, that mother twit across the road sent her noisy kids down here to play in the car park. Yet another example how most women just like being facetious and stupid – it’s a game for them. The bimbo game, “lets show exactly just how bimbo we can be”. I bet they learnt that game from their inadequate parents. I suggest instead of investing in wondering what I am doing, invest in time raising your children, they are clearly in want of something. I counted all the fruit trees I have planted at all the rentals I have lived, it would be at least 50 now. And that’s because, every place I go to, there’s none - really and truly, what is wrong with people, Australians don’t know how to eat well or live well. Although having to constantly move suddenly in my late 40’s, (I guess to ugly, old, and wise to be tolerated by greedy landlords), I have had my heart broken by fruit trees, so many fruit trees….. Here is another recipe using berries, if you drink this every so often, you will not get cancer (so obviously this recipe is not for any of the people who steal from me, and there has been numerous) Yummy cancer prevention juice 1 fresh kale leaf, de stemmed (or frozen prechopped is still good) 1/2c frozen blueberries or mulberries 1/2 tsp flax seed ¼ tsp dried ground seaweed ¼ tsp honey, honey has extreme healing properties 1 apple, best chilled, then quartered 3 cold navel oranges, peeled and halved Optional 1 small carrot – I found this juice so sweet, that it can easily handle a carrot and is still sweet as. Carrots for the eyes. Place the berries, flax seed, seaweed, kale and honey in small Nutribullet cup, (one of my small cups was stolen after I wrote this, see the dogs – constantly watching my every move) - and whiz up. Remove the blade and place that Nutribullet cup under the juicer, and juice apple, carrot and peeled oranges. Put the Nutribullet blade back on, and give it another whiz up. Yum. Eat with a Choc double dipped Carman Breakfast nut bar! Can’t go wrong! 30. Siren Dogs - Ambulance Kids Joyriders There are some flaming idiots driving an ambulance or a police car - who are playing the sirens - They’ve been doing it for the past two weeks at Kookaburra Park, Gin Gin - they clearly need to be told to bugger off, we are sick of hearing you taking your kids for a joyride and playing sirens- you are disturbing us and the animals. You are ruining our “quiet enjoyment”. It is not our fault that you had a failing bimbo mother, so stop taking out your dysfunction on the community around you. Outlaw ambulance drivers. Btw, this “taking your kids for a joyride in your ambulance” would also frequently happen at Gunnedah too. And it just happend here at Sarina, about 1hr ago, before I updated this story, also accompanied by tooting – they tooted their ambulance horn madly as they drove past my units! They are stealing. And, btw, this whole story was stolen, not only from my PC, but all my online storage accounts – all of them this time. I could not find the same photo, a no copyright one, it was a kind of blurry one of an ambulance, policemen and a few kids. Now, whether it was stolen; as the police and ambos do not wish for the public to know that, that’s is how they spend their free time – which is a lot of the time, or whether the powers that be have done something about the joyriding, and so deleted my story as if to say “NOPE NEVER HAPPENED”. Neither would surprise me. Or, it could be a case of ‘changed minds’ re free image, infact, I would say that’s it, those image people are stupidly nazi. Stupid computer nerds, stupid photographers claiming to be “artists” please, every man and his dog wants to be a photographer. Point and shoot – its not hard. And, that reminds me the train in Gunnedah, used to come through and toot its horn willy nilly – I think they must do the same, either take their kids along for tooting fun, or they themselves are infact children who still get kicks tooting their hoon at people and generally being a nuisance “look at me, look at me, I am a train driver!!” We don’t care! By the way, here’s a good spot as ever, to mention; often in movies if someone’s in the need of medical attention, then call an ambulance. And so, because people are ‘brain washed’ by telly, I need to mention, there are numerous situations, where the ‘caller’ could simply drive the sick person to the hospital; much quicker to do that, even if an ambulance comes as fast as it can. Probably cheaper too. Not sure of the going rate of an ambulance trip? (Sometimes the ones on telly are even in the car, but they stop to call an ambulance, then wait – no sense at all)! Oh I should add, one time after the ambulance was sirening all up and down outside my house, it coincided when I had to then leave to go to the post office, and so I saw the ambulance on my way, and guess what, it wasn't a real ambulance, it was like an ambulance from the 80s, like an old ambulance car that they don't use any more as they have updated their squad, and obviously would've been sold to a member of the public - so I mean that's just as bad: some lunatic pretending to be an ambulance driver with sirens blazing - rack off you lunatic. Oh, and I did notice eventually the sirens correlated with every time I cooked a high fat roast for myself. Stupid SIGN PEOPLE. Besides, I render all the fat out in a slow cooker. The image above is from Queensland Ambulance Life Stories P5 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5(this) , LSP6, LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. LSP10, LSP11, LSP12, LSP13, LSP14, LSP15, LSP16, LSP17, LSP18, LSP19, LSP20, LSP21, LSP22,

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

local community young Australian people stealing petty items with little value so as to go under the radar of police - 1000's of small items Some of the items stolen from me, while I was living at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW. I did not start keeping track till after about 5yrs, when I realized I was being targeted by same people. So, there are heaps of items not written down. I want to add, if I ever had cash in my wallet, it would always be stolen too. Also, when I first discover something that has been stolen, particularly when I was living at Rangari, I used to get so mad and angry, especially after about the 200-300th item, and, because, "how dare someone steal from me!" And so, when I started writing about it and posting photos with writings, in those angry moments. I sounded quite mad. I have found a lot of people, as in, all people, cannot handle an angry woman, at all - and that's just on paper! I mean there is basically zero tolerance for anger in a woman. I would like to say, it is completely dysfunctional to be so scared of an angry woman. And so, I’ve had to rewrite and reword some of my photo stories, possibly eliminating some of the swear words, and maybe not being so gung-ho. But I did want to really portray how angry I was, and still am, and how much of the thief’s dysfunction, was passed across to me, in my now new attitude of "everyone can go fuck themselves". Because I have removed a lot of those irate words, when I read my blog now, it often comes across as quite comical, which is fine, because it’s always good to have a good laugh. But just remember, every single item that has been stolen from me, I was never laughing when they were taken. I was furious, with each item that has been taken, and I’ll not forget nor forgive whoever is responsible. Their karmic dept problem now. 1. 17 x Arabia Rustica stoneware dinner plates STOLEN, one at a time from pantry at Rangari, over 4yr period, 2012-2016 I inherited this stack of 22 dinner plates fro m my parents after they both died. They were given them as a gift on their wedding day. They owned the full set including bowels, mugs, tea pot, casserole dish, butter dish, bread plates….. One day as I was standing, staring at my pantry deciding what I should have for dinner, I noticed my stack of plates was not really a stack any more, in fact there was only 5 plates there, and as I had just finished putting away all the clean plates, the alarm bells suddenly finally started ringing. Someone had been taking them out of my pantry over a 4year period, one at a time, so I would not notice. I don’t know who would have taken my plates? I was 40km out of town, so it would be a big inconvenience for someone to drive all the way out, just to steal a plate. Although these plates sell on eBay for $22 each (then, probably more at the moment). There are multiple suspects; from my siblings to my next-door neighbour; to ebay staff; and other ebay members -people who are familiar with eBay. Although when I did inherit these, there were no hard feelings from my other siblings about these plates, so actually I don’t think it would be them -but you never know. Given the frequency of the thefts, I’m definitely thinking it was someone who lives close by, as in a neighbour. Of course, there is that little blonde short girl that I have mentioned, a definite likelihood that she did it, because these plates are ‘designer’ and any designer things, items or clothing, that I own; gets stolen. And it would come down to the fact that this particular thief doesn’t think that I’m worthy of owning a designer items, so she steals them. By the way, this particular set is by a famous designer named Ulla Procope who designed for the brand Arabia, based in Finland. This set was named “Ruska”. It was particularly famous dinner ware, mainly, I would say, because it was made out of stoneware, and stoneware is very practical, it doesn’t break easily at all, infact its practically ‘drop proof’. It was in production for 50 years after she released it, so it’s a very famous dinner set. I hope the person who stole it gets cancer and dies. This is not a game you stupid bimbo. Aswell as 17 of my stoneware plates, later, I had 10 x 500ml (large) Maxwell and Williams Porcelain coffee cups stolen, again one by one. Those mugs, from “House.com” were taken later between, 2016 -2019. Those mugs were unusually big, and had a fine rim, that’s why I chose them. Again, I don’t know who took the mugs, possibly the same short blonde, although I do have a new suspect concerning these mugs, and that was a lawyer and his partner. I lived on their property briefly, renting their cottage near their house, after Rangari farm sold. I got to know what that person was like, and he was quite vile (apparently it is a common personality trait for a lawyer) He’s the type of person that if he gives you something, he doesn’t really mean to. It’s like he expects it back in return for something or some such thing (? I believe it’s called ‘Indian’ giving – not that I am opposed to Indians, and know they are not Indian givers so to speak). For instance, when I was there, I was doing some gardening for him, in exchange for reduced rent (which by the way is the worst deal a tenant could have - don’t ever do it) But anyway, I asked him one day if I could use his watering can, I noticed it sat near their veranda not used. I wanted it down in my new shade house that we had both constructed for the vege patch. He said sure, very good naturedly. So, I started using it. But then over the next week, he kind of started whingeing about this watering can, going on and on as if he didn’t really want to give it to me -in a strange way, not entirely sure if that’s what he meant, but he didn’t ask if he could have it back, he just kept making these kind of snide remarks about his watering can - it was ridiculous. It was like truly antagonistic stupid old man drunken behaviour. Then the next thing you know, his partner Sarah who did not garden, I don’t think she even cooked. She was hopeless at wife duties, her talent lay in talking to people and schmoozing, she was Peters right arm. Suddenly she wanted to put a herb trough on the veranda, and so required a watering can. But, still, they didn’t ask for it back, I personally believe she got this little herb trough, just as an excuse to show me; see we do need the watering can, and you shouldn’t have asked for it. So this kind of passive aggressive stupidity is not something I tolerate. If you want something, you have to ask for it - I don’t respond to bully tactics, I didn’t return the watering can to the verander - if you want to get a response from me then you will have to do it like a sane person and communicate with me, in a sane manner. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. You can understand why I didn’t last at this place very long. (I did not take the watering can with me) Sarah has a lot of contacts because she’s married to someone quite wealthy, she kind of is worshipped by “class hung up” stupid little Gunnedah bimbos - the one that is short and has blonde hair and who steals from me, who I have mentioned numerously – she is like the opposite of that around Sarah!! I believe Sarah has something to do with the theft of my mugs, I know she does, in fact, she’s friends with the marketing people who came up with a pink mug one that would match my new replacement dinner set, which was pink. And also, why I suspect them, is because he gave my sister a travel mug when she used to work for him some years before, I’m not sure of the details, maybe she just saw him using them as they travelled together, thought they were good and bought a couple, or maybe he bought a couple for her - I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have stolen them from him, in fact I know she would not have stolen them from him. But anyway, she gave me one and possibly he saw me with this travel mug, and this triggered off some stupid revenge thought in his head, the Indian giver that he is. When I had to purchase replacements, I was fortunate enough to find a stoneware set in my favourite colour, pink, at an affordable price from a big chain retailer. I’ve had one bowl taken of those new ones (after I had moved location to Queensland). It was later returned, I believe the girl responsible for selling me those, was the one who replaced it, the stolen one is still stolen? But after all those crockery thefts, for quite a few months, every morning when I got up to reach for a bowl, I would think to myself, are all my bowls going to be there today, or will one be stolen again - and then if one is missing from the pile, I think maybe it’s been stolen, then race around the house like a chook with its head cut off, looking for it, only realizing that I left it on the Veranda or something. So, the damage of mental stress from petty thievers, far out ways the cost of the bowls, if I catch someone at my house stealing -no matter what their age who they are, - what do they expect will happen? (It is women (stupid bimbo bullybitches) in my experience that cause this kind of psychological damage) $10000 worth of stuff stolen over a 15yr period. The next Bunnings one, was one that I had written before I realized their game of trying to get me to steal, so they could have something over me, and feel justified in their thievery - and before I realized about the thief and harrasser's, my friends sister from school / Gunnedah, Rachael Wainbergs older sister (can't recall her name, but she changed it to Cate Rogers). So, I have not deleted this old one, even though the updated one was on my About page, because, I want to portray exactly what a long and tedious ordeal it has been trying to figure out who is stealing from me and why. And HA HA HA you loose, as I am not, nor ever have been a shoplifter - YOU BIMBO MORONS ha ha ha aha ahaha ha ha ha hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahha! Actually I think this situation has more to do with the perpatrators being "sluts" or really being made to feel like one, when they compare themselves to someone is who is celebate. They are totally nuts - there is certainly nothing wrong with being 'indiscriminate' in the lonely long night of life, if that's what you want. 2. Bunnings Hardware Network of Female Thieves - Story before I realized about their Evil Entrapment Plan Here is my retailers stealing from me story: (before I thought it was because of that pin – it has been a long and stressful process of determining who is stealing from me) Retailer stealing from me: I’m not talking about overcharging at the checkout (some do that {woollies Gunnedah – put items through twice} But I literally mean following me home and stealing from my house or sending in “dogs” to steal from my house, when I’m in store, as they know my house will be vacant. This is been going on for some time and not only shops from when I’m physically visiting them, but online shops are stealing from me as well. At first, I thought it was just Bunnings (the Bunnings bimbos) stealing from me, as it was very clear every time I would shop at Bunnings something would be stolen, they know when I go to their store, my house is empty, so that they can just call someone and send them in to the house to steal (they have many connections) – they turn the power off first so my CCTV does not catch them. I come home, clocks are flashing and something, usually 1 item of no real monetary value has been taken. And there was very suspicious and dodgy staff would follow me around the shop whenever I went there, they would try and play God with voice-over microphone/music, sometimes they would do jokes, sometimes they would a plot traps to try and piss me off so I have to walk all the way up to the other end of the store to get help - they’re just generally bored nuisance bimbos, over a 10 year period, (Tamworth Bunnings) and by the way I would’ve spent about $40,000 instore over that 10 year period, and they would’ve stolen about $10,000 worth of stuff from me, so this is not just a trivial matter I’m talking about here I’m talking about a big petty crime network. (Btw, I can clearly remember some of those female staff, I have a very clear image of who you are, even though I don’t know your names, and it’s just really unfortunate I don’t know your name because I would certainly be naming and shaming you if I did, and most unfortunate I did not get a photo of you, if I had a photo I would be putting a photo up of you online -your behaviour is disgusting get a brain you stupid dog, one of them was kind of butch looking (not gay) and had a blonde piggy tail – the blonde piggytail bit was stolen - BLONDE PIGGY TAIL) -this was before I wear a bodycam, I wear bodycam now, and it’s made a huge difference to my shopping experience, and I can actually go through a store without being verbally abused) Having said, that I’ve recently noticed and looking back over the years as well, it’s not only Bunnings Bimbos, it’s all retailers. I will go so far as to ALL. For instance, if I buy some seed online, my seed tray was stolen. I bought a torch from Kogan online, my torch was stolen (my other torch- you can never have too many torches) I bought some fabric from Spotlight, my capri pants pattern was stolen and later 2 silicone spatulas and some herb tea in a Bromoil Rocco Quattro Stagioni Preserving Jar was taken from my kitchen, I purchased some hose fittings from Bundaberg TradingPost, my hose o rings and awl were stolen. So, I, can most definitely see a pattern forming, you’d have to be as blind as a bat not to see it. I’ve had to take great care whenever I go out, to put not only my CCTV camera on, which by the way is pretty hopeless because they just turn the power off, but now there is new technology and I can have cameras that don’t rely on electricity, they can last all day, easy so it’s just a matter of remembering to turn them all on and take the proper security precautions every time I go out and I’m talking about every time I go out, even if it’s for a couple of hours outside gardening, or having a shower, cameras have to be on. As you can imagine this is a huge nuisance and I’m just left wondering what the hell is wrong with this country, anyway I recommend not having kids. Of course, I never set foot in Bunnings, but unfortunately the girl at the local hardware here steals from me too – a general hardware problem, I only shop online now – of course they try to steal my mail, currently working on that (was banned from the local Post office as a result of trying to do something about it - thieves) and I am pretty sure, online retailers have started stealing from me too – copycats. 0h, that skinny girl with brown hair and freckles, could be Charlotte Powel, apparently, she was a bully at NEGS – what a stupid dog, she is going to be in major karmic dept to me. (Plus, she has ties to my neighbours the Carters – bullies) Of course, I suspect my neighbours have something to do with it, I know they did when I was living at Rangari, Heath Barwick and Emma Finlayson. (Heath used to steal from my brother when they were at school, his friend!!) And my new neighbours David Hooker, he built this house, he knows how to remove the back door to gain entrance, plus he is sore at my landlord for not paying the final payment on the construction of the house – I found out she didn’t pay it because he did a total dodgy job, and I as a tenant living here, I can see what a bloody dodgy job he did, there are holes everywhere, and I concur with my landlord, she should not have paid him any final sum. Why he has to take out his annoyance with her on me, tells you a lot about this person - idiot. And I suspect he or Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, part shut my gate when I moved in, so I would hit the moving truck with it ($800 damage) he did it because (I heard the removalist say “he is on our side” – I was not sure what he meant when he said it, but I know now, as later when I paid the removalist, Andrew Lucas from Wallaville, I made a mistake with my calculations and underpaid him, he never said anything at the time (problem) but later I realized my error and texted him I would pay the rest the following day. But it was too late as either Andrew or David part shut the gate in retaliation – USELESS STUPID HICS. No conviction. So, I am guessing any slight grievances, or none, since it is fun for stupide people to act all ‘bad’, and to come up with ways to steal, I strongly suspect he, that whole family (his daughter and son-in-law, who live there are stealing from me (I would say the wife has no idea) btw, after 20yrs now of noticing the type of person that antagonizes and steals from me -it’s always the STUPID ones, ALLWAYS, they are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. IDIOTS. Infact this is so true, I know I have had people watching me to determine who the really stupid ones are, so they can use them – the stupid ones make excellent work dogs! 3. White Seedless Grape vine Stolen by Bimbo Ideas Girl This was stolen by some unknown girl who gave me the idea of doing some grape cuttings to sell, which I thought was a good idea, so I did. And this stupid dog of a girl thought she then had the right to steal one of them, because it was her idea. HEY bimbo, you do not have the right to steal my plant or anything of mine. If you want to discuss the situation with me, I am all ears, farmplantsandseeds@gmail.com I’m guessing this particular girl who latches onto people mainly to steal their thoughts and ideas, because she doesn’t usually have any thoughts or ideas of her own, so she has finally come up with a good idea, and she’s been so pleased with herself, as it so rarely happens, that she has stolen my grape as proof to herself! (it could have been a politician, or a politician trying to save the bimbo woman.) She just hasn’t figured out that if she wants a grape plant, she actually has to purchase it, or be gifted it - she can’t just steal it. Also, by the way, I have had quite a few plants taken from my shade house just like that grape, including at each new location I have lived. Plus, when I did my TAFE horticulture course at the Gunnedah TAFE, several plants were stolen out of the TAFE Gardens. I recall planting a couple of spare plants I had there, along the sidewalk, then returning the next day to see them ‘disappeared’. It seems plant theft is big amongst bimbo women. Wakey Wakey Women – your are meant to be responsible enough to earn equal pay, this shows me you ARE STILL NOT WORTHY OF EQUAL PAY. 4. Car Jack Stolen out of my Car when parked at Mechanics - stolen by a jackass JACKASS JACKASS This was stolen after I had just visited Tamworth and been to D ecorama. I was trying to get an electric blind motor- and it was the most extraordinary experience; these two people working in the shop basically refused to serve me, and they did it in this most peculiar way, the guy was standing in the doorway out the back and he was talking to himself and doing these strange hand gestures, then the girl at the counter, after I asked how much for a motor, and I’d like to pay for it, and I was basically shoving money at her - she just continued talking like a zombie and didn’t make any sense, and refused to take my money! Suffice to say I couldn’t purchase my item from them and I had to purchase it online, it was very strange, I was thinking on the way home, actually it was when I got home and pulled into my garage “what a bloody jackass that guy was, not to mention the airhead salesgirl”. Then the next thing you know this jack was stolen from my car, so if it wasn’t the jackass, it was the airhead who heard me. Also, I believe someone else, heard about what happened, and they created a show called Jackass. Because they believed this Jack was stolen after I accused one of them of being a jackass, even though I accused them in my mind, didn’t actually say it to anyone, it was way after I left the shop and had driven home all the way back to Gunnedah, which was an hour away, it was just a thought “what a fucking jackass”! So, someone in the entertainment industry, believed whoever heard me say Jackass to myself, stole my jack, because they were so offended by such a strong swearword! Can you believe that stupid thieving dog? And as you can see, it’s gotta be female, only a stupid fucking mother would be so offended and brainwashed at a swearword, which isn’t even that bad anyway, it’s just a way of expressing how you feel about someone - they have no common sense at all. NONE. If you behave like a fucking idiot, then I’m going to THINK that you’re a fucking idiot, there’s no escaping this, it’s a fact of nature, it’s part of being a savvy woman who thinks, forms opinions and makes decisions. That Jack was also specific to my car, it came with the car. I think I should point out the difficulties I have in obtaining something that was off-the-shelf, like that automated roller blind. Imagine if I wanted to build my own home, I mean that was just one purchase, homebuilders have zillions of items that need to be bought, just like that. I mean talk about impossible. And I am going to take this a little further; this kind of behaviour that I experienced in store at Decorama, is something I’ve experienced my whole adult life in business as well, - perhaps not as extreme as those 2 people, but I did experience some similar problems when I was buying fabrics and materials for my business in Sydney/Central Coast. It pretty much makes a lot of things I do absolutely impossible, and I mean when you run a business, it’s hard enough doing the work and maintaining your customers base, whilst balancing the books - but when you have to deal with business people, who refuse to do business with you, even refuse to communicate with you - your business will suffer somewhat. Sometimes there are work arounds, and sometimes there’s not - I mean, maybe I should have written a letter to the government; Dear Government, why are my fellow Australians such a bunch of fucking idiots? but I’m pretty sure my letter would have got tossed out. So, for my current situation now, I make no apologies, except, as I mentioned, I’ve been handicapped in my foot, and I know it was done deliberately, possible, because I said the word fucking idiot – to myself about some fucking idiot. So, I expect to be compensated for it! I still have not been, still can’t walk for longer than 20 minutes, and have been refused Disability 3 times. 5. Ariat (stamped) Shoe Brush, (used), Stolen out of my Shoe Kit at Rangari 2017 (Can you believe those jealous bimbos) Stolen from house at Rangari, Gunnedah, NSW, 2017 aprox (Similar to this one , only nicer, my money is on Peter Longs daughter, no CONVICTIONs) Btw, the brush came with this bag, but they did not take the bag, they must have missed it ha ha. Also, much later, a “little birdie”, whispered to me; people steal my good quality items, particularly any designer brands, because of Robert Cull. Now, Robert Cull was a landlord of mine at Bulga farm, for 4 years. Shortly before I moved there, he himself had only just moved into the large farm homestead with his new wife; as he just inherited it. Bulga Station, as it’s known, is a huge farm in Gunnedah, one of the biggest and one of the best soil. Now before that, Robert was living in my same rental house there, opposite the homestead, before I moved in. And it was fairly unkept, typical of a single man. I made the simple observation, that this guy, had probably just been bumming around doing odd jobs here and there, farm hand stuff, all his life, and then suddenly, he inherits a multimillion-dollar business / career, with large house and wife to boot. So, I didn’t say anything about my observations, just wondering exactly how deserved of a person was he, for this fantastic win-fall - not that I didn’t like him or we clashed in anyway, in fact out of all my landlords, they both, probably were the most ‘normal’ and healthy ones, that I’ve had. But I kept my personal opinions to myself, however, I suspect someone (as in, a not very savvy dog personality), got wind of my thoughts, and, thought that I was implying, perhaps, that Robert is not deserved of such a win-fall, and so then this person has decided to “play sides”, (just like a STUPID DOG would, I have to repeat that - this is EXACTLY what DOGS do, they take some minor passing thought, and turn it into something untrue. DOGS are the most stupid creatures in this country, you cannot trust them, ever.). Anyway, and so they have proceeded to steal anything of good quality or is a designer brand, of mine, implying that I am the one not deserved of any good quality items – read my story called “The Big Jelly Baby Scam”. So, I am thinking possibly it was his kids? They were both young, and as I recall the older one was quite disrespectful (in the, ‘not very well bred’, kind of way). Maybe they heard my observations and decided to hold a grudge against me (as stupid young gung-ho men do? And the whole thing has escalated out of control with every stupid blonde hoping on the band wagon - The Big Jelly Baby Scam. Btw, the brush came free with the shoes – I did not inherit such a win-fall! I just believe in the importance of proper foot wear, possibly another reason why they attacked my work boots with the hole, infact the more I think about that, the more it must be true, as Peter Long had major issues in regards to money and designer brands / good food, such as I had - (read my Tyre Sabotage Story). If you talk to someone long enough, eventually they give themselves away. “who do you think you are with all those Berries and Fruit tree plants” {I note as I am older, with my foot widening and developing a higher top arch, Ariat only slightly offers such a new fit, with their ‘c size’ being a wider fit), but really, they do not make shoes for an older foot, they prefer young and still ‘streamline’ beautiful.}. You know that whole town as gone to the dogs - and I bet that whole extended Long family is the reason. 6. Swimming Goggles - Stolen from Car whilst Parked at Gunnedah Pool I have a goggle story, but first, by the way, the owner of the pool Mrs Struan, I knew, as I would often accompany mum up to the pool every morning for laps - mum was up at the pool every morning, rain hail or shine, for at least 25 years, so Mrs Struan knew mum very well, she attended mum’s funeral later on. I just wanted to mention that because I know it will totally vex the STUPID girl who stole MY goggles – the stupid narcissistic blonde bimbo who was trying to teach me a lesson of how and where to park – YOU STUPID LITTLE DOG. (I am trying to vex her out of my life - if she knows what’s good for her – stupid. Just unbelievable – who the hell does she think she is? Get off my back YOU STUPID 2ND BORN.) 2ND wild guess. Anyway, I considered myself lucky to have goggles, it makes it much easier if you’ve got goggles, you don’t have to constantly wipe your eyes, and chlorine or salt doesn’t get in your eyes. I do recall a time in my youth when I did a lot of swimming, and mum refused to buy me goggles, I guess she was sticking to her budget with four kids and single income, even though I was pestering and pestering her. Later that year was our swimming carnival, it was a year six, and I (without goggles) managed to win Senior Girl Champion, and I got a big trophy - so it was only after I did that, she finally purchased some goggles!! (Btw my eyes were watering like mad in the final heats of the day, someone asked me if I was crying, as I was hurrying from one race to the next!! Actually I think it was part from the chlorine, but also part from the stress of having to be called back race after race after race, with a lot of pressure, something I had not yet experienced in life. I’m thinking, maybe I was glad I didn’t have goggles, because I wasn’t entirely sure if it was 100% the chlorine, I knew I certainly wasn’t sad in anyway, even though there was certainly no pressure from mum to “win”, they were not those kinds of parents; I could see up to the picnic table, Prue must have told her about my winning streak, and she came down from her champagne picnic spot on the hill to support me!! - there was heaps of attention, all on me, and constant exertion, no time to “collect” my thoughts at all. Such happy memories!! Later when I returned to swimming after I built my 25m pool, I got so slim, and fit, and healthy – plus my shoulders squared up again, I had no back problems and I could use my pool as cold treatment too in winter (I fixed my sore hand that I had stabbed, then my toe that I had stubbed…. But I believe this major good health factor was something furthermore that would vex the dogs, (possibly the same one – pretty sure it would be), it would’ve really incensed the dogs, like “why aren’t you fat and overweight, like so many other poor women in your age who is not married or working in fulltime employment?”. Update 2026 Do you think it was Michelle? Or do you think it was a pathetic COWARD arshole who sent a blonde girl in to distract? LOSER. 7. Fire Trowel, Dust Pan, Stolen on first day of living in New Rental at Rangari This was taken on the first day that I moved into my new rental house at Rangari. I was not there at the time; I was back at the other house. My brother Tomas and dad were moving my stuff, plus the landlord, David and Brenda Heywood were there, moving their furniture out. So, one of the above stole this trowel. This was the first of close to 500 items that were stolen from that Rangari rental in the 10 years I lived there. There is no hope. The only person I know who didn’t take it, was dad. I should mention there is another possibility, and that is the neighbour, Heath Barwick. A ‘little birdie’ later told me, adamantly, that it was David Heywood who was stealing all those small items from me at Rangari (about 500 small items taken). Maybe David was one of those yahoo cowboy country types, who spent their whole young adulthood getting “wasted” and drunk as skunks, like so many young men do, certainly did back in my time. So, this lifestyle has warped his brain into being a grown man thief? Idiot. 8. N.E.G.S. related Theft - plank of hardwood stolen off veranda at Rangari, NSW near Gunnedah / Tamworth This was the first of about 12 pieces of timber stolen from me over a several year period. This is why they were stolen: Before I begin, I believe this dream was brought about from weeding in my garden at Rangari. I noticed as I was kneeling, weeding away, I would get really pissed off. I would have these really angry thoughts, and I stopped one day and thought why on earth am I so angry, all I’m doing here is weeding. It’s not that bad. And it would’ve been that night, when I had this dream; Just remembered a nightmare that I have had since school. About Anna Abbott, the then school principal, who starting using the prefects to arrange seating in Church, so that I would be across from her on one of the pews, that had those hardwood kneelers – to watch ‘face pulling’ whilst I was in a lot of pain in my knees, I remember the then Reverend: Mr Wearne who kept us kneeling once for 11minutes. One day she brought her friend in to watch, that’s what the nightmare was about, the alarm bells must have gone off then in my head “who the hell is that, what she is doing here and why is Abbot and she staring at me. If I had not remembered that dream, I would have gone my whole life not realizing what had happened every Sunday night and Wednesday morning for those 6yrs, and how women abuse children passive aggressively. I recall one day, a girl sitting down from me did not kneel, I looked down the pew as Abbott signalled the girl, then she gestured with her hand, a hand gesture to kneel. One sick bitch. Women really are non-thinking, and that expression ”smart as a whip, but no common-sense” - it’s really true. I did mention this before in my story “Arthritis caused from kneeling at church in school twice a week on hardwood kneelers”, but I did not mention all the stolen hardwood planks – someone else must have pieced together the correlation between kneeling / pain /weeding and that fucked school. You know, you have to let people know about it, or it will continue to happen. You especially have to talk about it with your kids, even if it’s embarrassing or shameful, you still have to say what can happen to you in life, what people are really like, otherwise it will happen to your kids - that’s how it works. A genetic generational thing. BTW, Little birdie told me it wasn’t Anna Abbott who started doing the kneeling thing, it was sheepdog Charlotte Powell, but everybody else saw Charlotte doing it, and everybody else chimed in, including Anna Abbott, so all of those girls should be $$^^$&^$&*&$%, as far as I’m concerned, it’s like bullying is encouraged in Australia, at schools. And by the way, Charlotte continues to bully after school, she must have no life at all. And a fucked mother. 9. Eucalyptus Microcorys - Tallowwood SEED that was STOLEN This huge tree grows in the paddock just down from my farm house that I rent. There are quite a few of them all along the water course that runs through the farm. At certain times of the year, especially when it puts on a new flush of foliage, and when the sun hits it just right, it is a stunning tree. The leaves are a particular shade of bright green, they are a little unusual infact, then that together with its brown trunk, it’s just a really pretty mature Gumtree. So, I decided that I should definitely collect some seeds and give people the option of growing this tree if they want. One day I took my rope and managed to lasso a big branch that I could see, and had ready seed capsules on it. It was way up high, in that tree pictured (standing on the back of my Ute – it was a challenge!) I collected a whole heap, and obtained a massive number of seed, that I then started selling online with all my other varieties (at localseeds.com, back then it was ebay). Anyway, someone later broke into my house when I was out mowing, and stole the whole lot - millions of trees worth. I hate people. It could have been the property owner David Heywood, but I doubt it, he and Brenda really had no interest in the farm, aside from their Angus cows, nor did they have any interest in me or what I did. So, possibly even more likely, his daughters? Who I never met. But David and Brenda, now, get this, I am fairly certain, later in retrospect, those two used to steal for me in order to improve their marriage, if you know what I mean, in the kinky sense. I mean how disgusting. (No conviction). But I also suspect people from the horticulture industry are stealing my seeds, and specifically people related to the television industry, as they can see that I have these fresh beautiful tree seeds. And I should mention here, these people, who have been stealing from me, from that industry, sometimes do signs blaming someone by the name of Daniel Salem, they literally do signs, some people won’t understand what I’m talking about here, and just think crazy, but I know that there are plenty who can also see. So, they state it’s Daniel Salem who steals from me, and he’s the stalker harassing me. As you can see from this story, it is quite plainly NOT Daniel Salem, he was a friend of my little brothers from 30 years ago at school. I don’t know this person well, we only met probably twice, we don’t have any kind of relationship at all, and never did. As far as I know he has no interest in seeds or horticulture, unlike a lot of greedy women that I know of, who have such little respect for me, that they steal from me. Women in that area also stole my wool for knitting, plus my Eucalyptus melanophloia seed that I collected from Barwick‘s property was stolen. I also think they are stealing Pima cotton from my Egyptian cotton plants. Goddamn jealous cockanninnie dogs, get off your arse and create your own garden, you non-thinking nitwits. If it was Daniel Salem – he belongs in jail. I would have no time for anyone who has stolen anything from me. Not ever, there is not going to be any “Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter” moment. You will have to ask God to forgive you, because I will not be. Also, I collected more of that particular tree seeds from the side of the road, as I was heading over to Tamworth early one morning. But while I was parked out front of the head office at Easters (big landscape shop in Tamworth), in Hume ST (a quiet out of the way street), a tall brunette man broke into my car and stole my gum seeds that I had just collected from Bulga rd, that morning. I did not see the man do it, I just saw a man behaving suspiciously before I entered the water feature shed nearby. I assume it was him. However, when I walked back over to the head office, the people there, about 5 girls, were behaving extraordinarily strange, I believe, because they saw the man break into my car while I was in their water feature shed. - ?? but DID NOT DO ANYTHING – HOPELESS BIMBOS? They either ‘aid and abetted’ him, or wanted to protect him. They are guilty dogs. (Also, the fibreglass trough I purchased from them, sprung a leak a few weeks later) This one was deleted, I had to rewrite. GULITY 10. 4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah I told the Gunnedah police about this, it’s a small country town, they could have done something about this, BUT THEY DIDN’T DO ANYTHING. They are bought and owned by the female mafia that run this country. I broke down on the Orange grove rd, just out of Gunnedah , between house no 2272 and 2111 Orange grove rd, Gunnedah (most likely number 2150 or close to it, it was dark). And the house numbers are still not listed on Google Maps for this road. I walked up to that house after the wheel nut or something came loose, the only one with lights on at 7pm or so, asked the guy who lived there for use of his phone, and phoned NRMA, they said they would get out there tomorrow and take it to Ivan, my mechanic. I had to pay him $250 then and there. I then phoned dad and arranged for a pick up back into town the following week to get the car back (I lived 30km out of town). I then asked the guy for a lift to my house, which was about another 2-3km down the rd, if that. Such problems if the car breaks down, especially in rural areas. The guy gave me a lift, (in his brand-new BMW – about a $80000 car). But suddenly half way to my place, he got the shits, as if the 2-3km was suddenly an eternity. I tried to reassure him, but I was not used to dealing with such a display of fluster from a man. Weirdo. We got there, I got my bag out of the back seat, I thanked him, he left. So, the next day, I believe my car was towed into the mechanics. I did not have a phone, so I just assumed it was sorted. But the following week when I went it to Ivans, I discovered that someone had gone to my car in those 6-7hrs before the NRMA turned up, and had stolen, not only the tyres, but all 4 wheels. Can you believe that? Moron thieves. So, the NRMA could not simply tow it, he had to arrange a special truck and crane. Now, in retrospect, I believe that the guy from that house (BMW driver) went back and stole the wheels, since he got the ‘shits’ half way. I also remembered something; (now I believe I had written this down, but I could not find it anywhere?). When I got my bag out of the back, it was easter time, so I had, in my bag a whole heap of easter eggs, I did not think too much about them, just grabbed the bag and got away from the weirdo tantrum thrower as politely as I could. But I think that little boy had seen my easter eggs, and because I did not give him one, that was the final straw in his LITTLE head, that triggered the wheel theft. Such a dysfunction – so undesirable. And btw, any woman who marries such a child – is a foolish moron too. I was used to dealing with a lot of Country farm folk, and people are usually friendly, and only too willing to help in a situation like this. So, this ‘child’ was something new to me. Since he was a BMW driver, I can only assume he was actually a city person pretending to be a farmer. Btw, driving this $80000 car, but his house was an absolute dive, - really – ‘shack like’. A strange priority. And actually – the alarm bells ring, possibly a deliberate sabotage to break down, and stop at this persons house with their fancy new car? Not sure why? He was very strange, and I remember the news was on when I turned up explaining my car situation to him, and it was like he was watching the news trying to see what to do from the news. He was really odd. But later when I was driving with dad somewhere, he also was behaving a little strangely, he something to me about the tyres which did not make any sense, it was actually like a zombie moment for him. Fuck off you dysfunctional morons. Also, around the same time, may have been before, I can’t quite remember; but my car started making a funny noise on that road home one day, and I had stopped to see what it was, something fell off near the wheel right as I was looking, I can’t quite remember if it was a wheel nut or what, but there happen to be someone driving past some farmer, and he stopped, and he saw the problem and fixed it. So that was good I thought, but I also thought at the time, mmm well how convenient that that guy was right there, just at the right time. It seems like a bit of a unlikely coincidence to me. So I’m thinking these two situations are related. Maybe there was two sabotage attacks on my car and someone had seen the “set up” and so sent that farmer out there specifically to help me, which he did, but I guess the second attack, nobody saw so the car broke down? Oh, I should add this to my tyre sabotage story, not 3 but 4, 5 times, plus my foot sabotage – seems to be so many retarded morons who are OBSESSED with me. What the hell is wrong with them? FUCK OFF. Do I need I stamped on my forehead? Stop putting YOUR dsyfunction on me. 11. Rowan Leigh - Never go to music festivals I just remember something re the stealing: (I had to rewrite this, as the first time I wrote about it here, the whole paragraph was deleted – telling me, I am hitting the nail on the head – these ones are guilty and should be severely fined. it was 1999 or thereabouts when I moved out to Rowan Leigh , a lovely farm about 30km West out of Gunnedah (with only dam water). I moved out there after working in the fashion industry for 10 years (oh the peace and quiet – I was in heaven, heavenly bliss!) About 1 month in, one hot day, about six young men (with no tops on) turned up and said that they used to live there and they had forgot some things, would it be okay if they went and had a look to see if they were there. I said sure, (I so naive I can’t believe it). So, they look around the whole property in the sheds too, they come over to my house and walk past a big room on the edge of the path, they would’ve looked in and seen nothing because it was actually a really big house and I didn’t have much furniture or stuff back then. So this particular room was completely empty and I overheard one of the boys say “oh she doesn’t have anything anyway” and then I realised those boys did not have good intentions. They left pretty much then. But because of all the stealing since I’ve lived in Gunnedah, over the next 18yrs, in retrospect I’m pretty sure those boys would be a part of it - and those boys would have been sent out to my house by someone. I don’t have any idea who. But it would’ve been organised. I’ve always stated that the thieving that goes on from me, has been organised, it’s not just random opportunists. I did not know any of those boys, they appeared to be all short and skinny, early 20s. – infact the shirtless kind you would see at a rock festival in Sydney, total retards, boys raised by stupid bimbo mothers. No one does anything about it. I suspect those boys are still stealing from me today, even though I have moved 700km away. They would be in their 40’s now. It must be nice just hanging out with someone who didn’t have a bimbo mother, someone who is mentally healthy, and doesn’t have all the bullshit that they have. Fuck off. Btw, more bad SHORT people - you know, this is been something I’ve noticed now at age 47, as I have gotten older, the more times I’ve had to deal with short people, the more slightly retarded they appear. I can’t begin to tell you how important it is for parents to feed the kids properly otherwise they grow up to be slightly retarded. You know when I moved back up to Gunnedah, after working 10 years, it was such a relief to be away from all those people harassing me, and just being general bullies in the workplace. It was really kind of unbearable. I think, most people just must be threatened by me, and act accordingly; I find them rude and disrespectful, it's like they were raised with no morals, just really different from how we were raised in the country and all of our friends. And it's strange that those people have no idea how unbearable they are, and how their way of living their life, could be greatly improved just with some mere values, ethics and morals. It's strange how they could think that they should inflict their dysfunction on other people. Anyway it was really so good to move to Rowan Leigh, it's just too bad that the leeches from Sydney (I bet they were radio music related: such thieves who work for radio stations JJJ) found me at Rowan Leigh. Imagine if I had never moved to Sydney, and had just moved to Rowan Leigh; how different my whole life onwards would’ve been, without those people harassing me and stealing from me? How better it would've been. But, I'm pretty sure I still would've enjoyed my solitude, even if I didn't have people harassing me, but I think the bullying and harassing is that what tips the scales for someone to live in solitude, it's just a simple reaction to an action of others, but with an extra ‘gratefulness’ of being able to be alone. 12. Engine Oil for my Mower – STOLEN 2006 I think this was stolen by the removalists who packed my furniture in Melbourne? (at considerable cost, I do not recommend opting for that kind of service). Also my 2L of Machine oil went missing, (the good type for sewing machines) – it may have been stolen by the Melbourne sewing machine mechanic who serviced my industrial sewing machine at my house, but had to come back as the needlebar fell out – so he may have had a grudge? I have discovered people are dodgy like that, even though it was his fault it fell out. Most people are passive aggressive like that – pathetic. My copper kettle was taken too, but I thought that was taken from a removalist box from 18 henry st, I had not unpacked this box when I moved back from Melbourne, but I think I saw it in there. Those removalists also left the entire contents of the garden shed behind, they just refused to pack it, and did not tell me that they were going to refuse to pack it – IDIOTS. The mower oil may have been stolen by my previous flatmate? Or, actually, maybe I got this mower oil mixed up with another lot of mower oil that was taken in 2016 from Rangari? Who cares. But it was that flatmate, Mat his name was, he did not have a surname, he suggested I go and see a Chiro after I told him about my back pain that I’d been suffering with for months and months, over a year and a half. I took his advice, as I had forgotten how good chiro’s were. When I saw the Chiro, he pretty much fixed it straight away, it was bloody amazing, and my flat mates advice, I’m pretty sure, was the most helpful thing that anyone has ever done for me (a helpful boy!). Before I found that Chiro, I visited the RMIT student chiropractic health centre in Melbourne - and oh my god! I’ve never encountered a bigger bunch of female bimbos in all my life. Do not ever see a female chiropractor - they have absolutely no idea. No idea. 13. STOLEN: My SINGLE TALL Dish Drawer from Fisher and Paykel, value $1200incl del They took whole thing including pine fascard (built in dishdrawer) Sneakily/legally stolen by the female dogs/ incahoots with NorthApp Tamworth, and the repair guy Bret at H&M Refrigeration Gunnedah, and F&P. I bet, older NEGS schoolgirls had something to do with it. They have not been convicted of this crime, as the police do not believe me, and or do not want to stir up any trouble, or bother to get to the truth of the crime, with all parties involved. 2 words SOCIAL MEDIA (actually, I put this up 2years ago, and nothing has happened, that business NorthApp Tamworth still operates, and the thieving dog who works there, still does -she will be stealing from other people now, as I am not there anymore.) This is an email I sent to Fisher and Paykel; To: customer.care@fisherpaykel.com Cc: Fisher & Paykel Senior Consultant Aimee Subject: Fisher & Paykel DD60STI7 Dear Fisher and Paykel, I have a complaint to make. I should’ve done this some years ago, and have instead left negative reviews, and posted images and comments online. As I was recently reading those, I decided that I should most definitely put in a complaint to you, as you are the ones that can actually do something about it. I purchased a dish drawer of yours (Fisher & Paykel DD60STI7), 3 years later it stopped working (IT LOCKED UP) (2016) I took it to Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs, who were the closest authorised repairer to me (Still 1 ½ hrs drive away) That company are completely dishonest, and stole my dishdraw under the guise; they told me they couldn’t repair it unless I pay $1000, and they wouldn’t give me this quote unless I paid them $90 upfront for the cost of the quote, which I paid them. But then they refused to give me the $1000 quote in writing. I have since spoken to other repairers who have said there is no amount of work that needs to be done that would cost $1000 to repair on a $900 dishdraw. Confirming the obvious suspicions, I had. So, this company kept my broken dishdraw, as they knew I had no choice but to use them and pay the $1000, or throw it out, because they were the only repairers in the area. And to drive all the way over there would cost me another $85 in fuel. (Unemployed at the time, and in the meantime relocated to QLD). {I still fantasize about planning a bomb in their workplace}. The person I communicated with mainly by email, about the incident was a woman called Kelly Sleight from Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs, their address is 17 Hawker Rd, Taminda NSW 2340, their phone number is (02) 67625105, email admin@Northapp.com.au {attention activists and terrorists, if your looking for a target – here is one}. By the way I have since found out what the problem on the dishdraw was. The problem had been the filter; it was sticking up slightly, as the plastic had warped, and the arm was banging against it for every load, and it caused a problem. (The draw refused to open and was locked shut due to a child lock, which could easily have been fixed too, they did not know about the child lock, or refused to advise me of this simple problem) they are thieves. So, I believe I just needed to replace the filter and possibly get a new rotor, which would’ve been about $200, and not $1000 +$90. So, this has been blatant theft on behalf of that appliance repairer – you might wish to know, I believe the person who worked at that repairer was the same girl who worked previously at a different repairer (now closed down) who used to steal from customers in the form of overcharging, so she could brag to people in the area, that she could get a free lunch. They’re bloody country hicks in Tamworth. Also, at the time your bimbo call centre girl said, “if that’s what Tamworth Northapp Appliance Repairs told you, then that would be correct.” NOT CORRECT you stupid bimbo call girl. (That girl I spoke too, may have been a dog that Telstra put me through to – a thieving dog, they work incahoots with Telstra.) I had to purchase a whole new dishdraw, on unemployments, it is the opposite of Robin Hood. Emily Bieman Btw, that call girl from F&P, also said the fault was because of the drain - it has to be raised higher than the unit, if not, it breaks. Well, some years later, I was using the replacement dishdraw that I had purchased on gumtree (bargain price of $250), not quite as good, but still better than doing it by hand! I noticed one day that the drain had fallen to lower than the unit, and had been that way for at least 2 years – and guess what – still working fine. So that would not have been the problem. I made a little youtube of that, see it in my playlist under my name - Emily Bieman 14. Gunnedah Council Roads and Traffic Department Talk about socially retarded. Those imbeciles would seek out good roads in the country, and if they don’t like who lived at the end of the road, (the farmer. Me), they would send out the council graders and put rocks all on the road, under the pretence of “we’re fixing the road”, they were basically destroying perfectly good roads, and people would have to spend hundreds of dollars on new mufflers or new petrol tanks because the underneath of the car would just get totally ripped up by these really badly graded roads. ”oh, I am not married, have no kids, no partner – what on earth will you do? How will you cope OH NO SOMEONE IS NOT CONRFORMING TO YOUR SOCIETAL RULES” Council: “oh we know, we will make her life difficult because she does not conform to OUR WAY OF LIFE – who does she think she is?” Gunnedah Council – YOU STUPID FUCKING IDIOTS - stupid stupid stupid backwards retards. I also think it was related to my car – a little black Daewoo with a red ‘fire stripe’ waving down the whole side of the car. “Look at that, lets chase her, get her get her” – a lot of men – really stupid in this respect (or lack of it). Oooh, I remember my road at Rowan Leigh, the best country road ever, so even and soft, I literally glided along. I don’t think it ever had been graded ever, it was in pristine condition, a long narrow laneway leading up to the farm at the end of the road (dead end) it was sandy smoothness - so good coming home! I loved driving on that road, once I had 10 lorikeets fly with me, they were weaving/waving alongside/infront of my car, as I glided along, magic! Then the grader came out totally destroyed it, cost me hundreds in car repairs. So typical of bitch arsholes, wanting to destroy any type of happiness. You should’ve seen the road they did outside my place at Tulcumbah, a little later on after I moved from Rowan Leigh, to the Orange Grove Road - so bad, I actually took a photo of it at the time, there were just big rocks lying all over the road, and I sent the photo into Council (unfortunately I don’t have the photo any more, it was bad) the council said, it just happened to be a bad mix of gravel - but they didn’t offer to pay for another new muffler I had to get. And as you can see from the photo above, at next Rangari address, when the grader got to my driveway, he just left all the dirt in front of the driveway, so I couldn’t get across without having to move these great big wads of earth - they did it deliberately. They’re arseholes. Every place I moved to in Gunnedah, they would send arsholes out to my road to fuck it up. Retards, in charge of retards. Btw, I do not personally know anyone who works at Council. Nor did I ever complain to council about anything at that point, let alone bad roads; they just came and fucked them up of their own volition. I mean maybe that’s their retarded thinking; we don’t know you, but your single, so we’re going to mess up your road and make your life difficult, we don’t want any single girls happily driving along, we want them pissed off and broke. Just moronic council idiots. GET A BRAIN YOU DRONGOES. Evolve. Oh, just remembered; I used to take my rubbish to the tip when I started living at Rowan Leigh (no roadside garbage in Gunnedah except if you live in town – unlike QLD, there is roadside rubbish collection here EVERYWHERE, its brilliant, no interaction with tip people ever – except if you read my “Coward car and truck drivers playing road games in order to TEACH ME A LESSON” re Sarina Tip, p4) There was a woman who worked at the drive-through section at the tip entrance, this person stopped all vehicles and took everybody’s money for rubbish dumping (which btw, I am very opposed to, dumping rubbish at the tip should be free to encourage farmers to dump their rubbish there, instead of burning it on their farms. HILLBILLY GUNNEDARIANS). Anyway, she would always dress in hot pink, she reminded me of the movie Grease, that scene where they put on the pink ladies jackets and say “we’re going to rule the school” - she’s just that kind of mentality/personality type. It was a little odd to see someone like that at the tip, because Gunnedah tip is known for employing males, and usually ones that are literally retarded in some way, not only in the literal sense, but in the socially retarded sense as well, and plus no woman really wants to work at the tip because it stinks. Anyway, whenever I went to the tip this girl was there, she always spoke to me in familiar way, I definitely didn’t know her, our conversations were always brief and amicable, I thought. But maybe she has something to do with sending out Council doofus boys to ruin the road? I’m not sure? There was definitely also someone who worked at the tip, who would get good things in for the tip shop, like I wasn’t sure whether that they were seeking stuff out from within the tip network across Australia, or whether the network of girls would pull their resources together to find items in Gunnedah, but basically, I could find whatever I wanted at the tip shop - whatever I needed, I could always find it at the tip shop for $5 - it was kind of brilliant, I mean good things like a good window or a front door, or an ice-cream maker, desks, chairs, paint, tile glue, tiles….. Since I’ve moved, I really miss that tip shop, (what a waste of a personal resource!), the local tip at Gin Gin didn’t really have that much although, I did find a couple of good mirrors ! There is no tip at all at my next location. And the tip shops at Bundaberg and Mackay are hopeless. If you read my blog, you’ll see I’ve had quite a few problems with driving into town, especially to Tamworth, with council roadworkers who stop my car, and if I don’t connect with these council workers, they steal from my vacant unattended home when I am in town that day. So, maybe she has something to do with that? I think she basically is the only person I’ve ever met who is associated with council, aside from the art council women who I met much later. (They cunts for sure). So ‘pink tip woman’ could be a total nutter for all I know, and fully obsessed with me, considering how many problems I’ve had with Council?? Especially since I don’t even pay rates or ever go there, as I rent. I’ve mentioned how I have women who are jealous of me and try to sabotage me. I mean maybe this could be one of them since she has to work at the tip, maybe she feels inadequate?? Although she always seemed quite happy and content when I spoke with her, she would have been paid a very good salary too. Maybe she was 4th born and thought everyone’s else’s life is better than hers? I mean I really didn’t pay too much attention to her except when I went to the tip and there she was in BRIGHT PINK always, I really have never thought about her ever since, until today, when I’m wondering who on earth is responsible for obsessive road destruction around my house and every house I lived at in Gunnedah - she could well be one of those obsessed bimbo dogs that I’ve been talking about - if that’s her. Then she totally needs psychiatric help. BTW, I talk about this in another story, but my foot was sabotaged deliberatley, and it is in the same manner as how these people fuck up my local roads that I drive on. It was an issue with Peter Long too, he put a ‘weapon’ under my tyre so I got a flat. So maybe it is an ‘old man’ thing, and not a ‘pink lady’ thing? There would be heaps of old men at council. All with issues about seeing a girl on her own being independent of them. You could see how I had to leave Gunnedah – they would have literally killed me if I had stayed any longer as an unmarried woman. Stupid mentality of country people. But they sent council workers out to Builyan, aswell as Colosseum on the days I travelled it. Those were definatly CUNT arranged. It would not surprise me if those “road workers” sent, are the ones stealing from me too. No road workers at Sarina, except after 16mnths, when I wrote about the fact it was so odd not to see road workers whenever I drove anywhere. (!) but so, there they were at my next trip into town; putting in new fancy ‘silent’ lane dividers. (Mackay Council). Also when they poisoned my trees here in the garden, they put in the same female road worker that I spoke to about NOT killing my trees, infront of me when I drove to town – so defiantly cunt related. Council Cunts. I think all councils in Australia are run by a big bully (greedy) network. Some people wonder why I am so pissed off. Oh Gee, I do wonder….s/ 15. Landlord Antics at Rangari (David and Brenda Heywood) {In Gunnedah, I had a monumental amount of knitting paraphernalia stolen, mainly fibre and my circular metal needles. Possibly because those needles are brilliant, and no-one in higgleberry Gunnedah has even heard of circular needles before, so but, when they see me using mine, they think ‘oh how cool’, and so just help themselves to my bag when I am not looking, or take from my house while I sleep at night, or when I am outside lawnmowing? I truly can’t believe how stupid women are; that they have this mentality - like they are two years old. Seriously, this is what a baby does, because the baby just doesn’t know any better they see they want they take. A 2yr old. By the time you reach adulthood you are beyond knowing better, yet these women in Gunnedah have two-year-old mentality - stupid stupid bimbos} First day I moved in, David had not bothered to move out ANY of the furniture and stuff that was the previous owners. And Dads trowel was stolen (only dad, brother and Heywood’s there – Heath Barwick was the neighbour, I am pretty sure he was not there, maybe he was stalking the area from afar?) After a week, my hot pink sprinkler was stolen from garden, amongst other things. April 2010 -To dam lazy to go and get wire (for the fence for my trees) so he sent me on a wild goose chase up the paddock, 300m he said, not true. Hundreds of dollars damage to my muffler and underneath bit, in Daewoo.greenie hater. David asked me to go turn is water off in the top paddock just after it had rained (he said he was on holidays, he was not) – knowing full well that I would get bogged in my new car that only looked like it was 4wd. Jealous imbecile. Kangaroos are eating my trees. I asked David if Tom could go shooting, he said no. Carol suggested I send him a bill for my destroyed trees! His contract shooter is hopeless and I think he and is tramp girlfriend are stealing from me too (Mark Eveleigh is the shooter) June 2010 - I have asked them 3 times now to fix the septic. They have not, so, I dug a whole new septic down the paddock – take care of the problem myself (which I did, and now works well, brilliantly actually)NOTE WE HAD A PROBLEM, BUT THE LANDLORD DID NOT THROUGH A HISSY FIT AND KICK ME OUT Gutter - There is a major hole in my gutter, I asked to the landlord to fix in July 1st 2010, it is still not fixed. I asked them to fix it properly so gutter sits ontop of tank – but not, He did eventually fix the hole. The gutters are really bad – too skinny, cannot handle the downpour in a storm, all the water drains away. My rain tank is full of dead mice. Watched him try to drive some calves in to my garden, then listened to him try to explain why he did it. Does not tell me when he will put cows in so I can close my gate – puts them in when I am in town, deliberately so they eat my garden. He turned my rainwater tap on, and let all the water drain out – in the middle of a drought – he is definitely going to hell. I keep having items stolen – I suspect David and Brenda are stealing from me, one time when they put the cows in the paddock (and so they knew I would be out of the house fixing the electric fence) – someone stole a yoga top from my bedroom, they were there, with their 2 adult girls.($7000 worth of stuff stolen in 6 years) NO CONVICTION Said I could put in additional fruit tree strip, then later yelled about it. He forgot, doofus. Did not replace crap oven, so I did with my money, then later denied I asked them in the first place - idiots who are married. Did not tell me about new 2” poly for tap when I asked him (when replace trench) Told me where to go to pick timber from the farm tip, then told Brenda or someone, possible Steve Carter? That I was stealing his timber. Dogs that do sides. Completely mucked me about with the pool and solar panels, costing me - $38,000.00 I am pretty sure he yanked out the Eucalyptus citriodoras that were growing near the gate. Pretended to fix my front door, which now cannot be locked – still not fixed, have to use a chain and padlock. SECURITY ISSUES NOT ADDRESSED Refused to be contacted about window locks and screen – hung up then put answer machine on – been trying for 4 months. Major stealing problem at my house. Heaps of wool/alpaca stolen, Brenda knits, I suspect her, no conviction (no yarn stolen at current house, and its because my current landlord .) Plane flying over the property spraying poison (no fruit fly) – not sure if landlord – but they do nothing about it, when they can and should, same with nuisance neighbours. Other neighbour Steve Carter keeps coming around harassing me about water. If he came around again, I would have called the police – could be him stealing. He is not, was not my landlord – but I found out David and Brenda screwed him out of $50 water money for my garden, which I paid them. Brenda through tantrum about carpet, demanded I do a ‘professional’ carpet clean at $250 after I told her I was cleaning it – as if so called ‘professionals’ can actually clean carpet (still dirty after they had finished) When I asked them to replace the gutter, they got back to me 4 weeks later and said I had to get out in 3mths as they had sold the property. He is a lazy bully who just did not want to replace the gutter. The buyer Steve Carter said I had to leave a he wants a farm hand in the house – he also is an arshole. – He did come around to apologize, but he is a major disrespectful arshole who is nowhere near sorry. (I told Graham about my probs, I think that is why he came around and apologized.) I would have raised the value of this house by $20,000.00, with all the fruit tress/chook yard/garden /pool/ solar panels, etc – but they did not care, so I packed everything up and took all with me. David and Brenda just wanted to fight with me in this 3 mnths period, and Steve Carter kept annoying me, whilst all tv and radio people are behaving like dogs, I suspect egging them on. Also, the neighbours really stepped up harassing me in this period, like waking at 3am or 4am, and not letting me sleep - sleep affects memory – I think they want me to forget all the bully behaviour. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. This part of Gunnedah consists of bullies, you have never seen such bullies, and I think those neighbours are being paid to wake me. Oh, and not to mention the planes that constantly follow me around, and the Collapsed Arch from, I believe deliberate sabotage of my left workboots -3yrs, still not healed, unable to walk properly. 16. Fur ‘stole’ stolen 2016 from Gunnedah, NSW, Australia This story is a little weird, because my parents had 2 Fur Stoles (real fur), in a calico bag, in their big wool chest, and they had had them there for at least 20 years. I think they might have belonged to Grandma Bieman back in the day. I noted them there, and also remember seeing many Fur stoles when I went down to Vinnies, particularly when I was in year 6 and 7 at school, I loved going to Vinnies to look around at all the stuff. There were heaps of these real fur stoles in Vinnies that you could purchase for $2-3. Quite ‘unfashionable’. So when dad died, and all the now grown kids were gathered at the house that Christmas, 2016, sorting out funerals and stuff, nobody wanted these stoles, and so I said that I will take them. This was about the time when I suddenly was starting to feel the cold really quite badly, so I thought maybe they might come in handy, but also, they had sentimental value, I must have recalled playing ‘dress ups’ with them as a child. So I saw them both in the bag, and put the bag aside, in my pile. Later at some point, as the weather turned, I realised there was only 1 stole in the bag. The other one had been taken. Now, this was strange because nobody else wanted them, they all said so. Which suggests to me that it wasn’t one of my siblings that stole one of the stoles. It was a dog, who could see that I had 2 stoles – a dog like Rachael Wainbergs sister. They must have decided that they should have 1 of my stoles, as I had 2. Stupid blonde bimbo. The reason I am pissed about this so much, is because one of the stoles was a good one, and the other, so so; one was a short hair, and one was a really thick long warm fur, I’m not sure whether it was fox or rabbit or what, but ofcourse, they stole the good one. I was so annoyed, because over the next few weeks as winter got on, I got cold shoulders frequently, especially sitting infront of PC, and I just needed that warm stole. The other one, just did not cut it, not warm enough. After 2 mnths of cold shoulders, I eventually knit myself a stole from triple strands of good Italian thick eyelash yarn. It turned out pretty well, is nice and warm and I still use it today, even in QLD. I sold the short hair stole on ebay. I still deeply resent the stupid dog who stole my stole. The world would be a better place if that thief was never born. So the photo above shows my stole I knit for myself, the 2nd photo shows the short hair stole that I later sold on ebay. I did not have a photo of the good long haired one, but I found a photo on ebay of a similar one today, (2023), so it was a bit different, but you can see the length of the fur. Btw, that stole on ebay, is listed with a price of $795. WOW!! 17. Chopped Dried Thai Chilli STOLEN from Window Sill You know, I grew my chillies organically, then harvested, ‘deseeded’ and chopped finely. I left this plate of chilli flakes on my windowsill to dry {just like you can imagine some housewife left her pie on the windowsill to cool!} – I was planning on making ‘diffused chilli oil’. So, the window was open, but it had a flyscreen on it, and someone stole them from my window sill - they pried the fly screen off and took my whole plate of chilies. Curse them, I hope they get cancer and die. I SUSPECT either David and Brenda Heywood (landlord), Heath Barwick/Emma Finylson, Steve Carter or a White girl. NO CONVICTION Now, my most likely suspect was Heath Barwick, but I mean, David my landlord, as well as a neighbour who was buying their property, Steve Carter, both used to hang out at the shed, which was just above my house, and looked down directly onto my kitchen window - so I can’t possibly rule any of those three people out. Also I didn’t really complain to my landlord about all the multiple thefts that were going on. Nor did I complain to them about the constant nuisance plane noise. Maybe about three times in 8 yrs, when I spoke to them did the topic came up of theft. On the third occasion, when something had been stolen, I mentioned it to Brenda, and Brenda sounded doubtful, as per usual, typical response that I get whenever I tell people that someone is stealing from me, no one actually believes me (mainly the police at that point, but my family too). So at that point, I think that was 2017, I emailed her a list of all the items that had been taken since I moved in, it would’ve been up to about 400 then. So she would’ve got a sense of what was going on at that point. And she and David know full well about Heath and his problems, I believe David Heywood could have done something about Heath Barwick, he knows his dad, all the farmers know each other. But he wanted to stay out of it - such is typical Australian attitudes towards anything negative and controversial; such cowards. Ofcourse, it could have been David and Brenda, so, stands to reason they did nothing. 18. Tennis ball stolen out of my locked car, parked outside Irrigation Shop in Gunnedah, NSW, Australia I found this ball (looked brand new) at the local tip when I took a load over there, it was literally in the pile for ground fill, rubbish, I saved it – for my cats, one of them in particular liked to play ball. But I believe someone from Gunnedah council who possibly saw me at the tip, is, who stole the ball out of my car later? - believing, in some strange cockanninnie way, that the ball was stolen from the tip in first place? I have come to this conclusion, because similar things have happened since. With dogs thinking anything ‘given’ to me for free or low cost, is not deserved, and that product, whatever it is, ought to be stolen back off me – numerous times this has happened, like cheap things I buy at Vinnie’s – so many more other examples I have. Extreme jealousy. EXTREME. I am a firm believer in recycling. Taking rubbish that people have paid to dump, IS NOT STEALING, WAKE UP LITTLE THIEVING DOGS. But also, when I was at that irrigation shop (Lambert and Torrens Nutrien Water) that day, the owner, was a complete zombie, it was like he was in a trance, and was unable to speak, I literally had to leave, and purchase my goods elsewhere - so it could have been him and his wife that stole my tennis ball? Some people are just unbelievable. (Someone has a key to my CAR, that is the only way they could have got inside and taken this.) And the ‘zombie’ was standing right at the door, where he would’ve been able to see whoever was breaking into my car to steal the tennis ball - but he didn’t say anything to me at the time. Or, COWARD FUCKING ARSHOLE. I can only assume it was someone he knew, as in, his wife. After close to 400 items that I know of (about $10000 worth of stuff) has been taken from me since 2006. Does that thief have any idea how angry that kind of behaviour inspires? Do they have any idea what I would do if I caught them now ‘red handed’? Would they be prepared to DIE over a tennis ball? Btw that irrigation shop, when I just looked it up now, has a new name on its shopfront, the same name as the rural real estate up in QLD that I mentioned in my “List of Real Estates who need Naming and Shaming” due to bad bitch female zombie staff. Must be a family business. 19. Brown Sunglasses Stolen and Shooting Trespassing people These sunglasses were stolen from outside my house on the 17th Feb 2016 between 10.20am and 10.40am. The night before there had been someone walking around the farm shooting. I will also include another time when there were pesky shooters; In 2017, one day, I heard a car hooning around the usually quite (bar plane noise) farm, and I went out to see who it was. David the landlord, plus also sometimes neighbour Steve Carter were the only ones who ventured in my vicinity, mostly (but they don’t hoon about). Sometimes David’s contract shooter, Mark Eveleigh turns up, but he usually only comes just after dusk to go roo shooting; apparently, he has a scanky girlfriend, who could be the bored thief. David and Brenda were ‘opposed’ really, to guns and dogs. Most farmers shoot roos themselves, and keep guns. But not these farmers. (It was so good living on a farm that had no dogs). I was outside painting a cement planter, and this Ute drove past the house, as I was around the other side, by the time I got to the front of the house, I only saw the Ute drive off, there were people on the back standing up. So, I assumed it must’ve been the landlord, but as they were kind of acting a little strangely, I got my camera, and I walked up to the back hill to see what they were doing, they were coming back towards me by then, but I guess when they saw me at the top of the hill, they stopped and turned the other way again, and one of them had a gun, who proceeded to take a shot, at goodness knows only what. As far as I knew the gate on the other side of the farm where the other exit is, was locked, as I had just told Brenda about all the 100’s of thefts at my place, I told her I always keep my gate at my house locked now, so then, I noted a lock on the other farm main gate too, as usually it was not locked. I had told David way before about the thefts, however David, he wasn’t perturbed by the thieves at all, possibly because nothing of his ever got stolen or he did not believe anyone was stealing from me or he knew who was stealing, but did not want to get involved, – OR it was him who was stealing?? Anyway, so, the only way the shooting hoons could get out, was if they came back the same way past me (and my camera). Whoever was driving did not come back by my house, they went out the other way, in which case I assumed they had the key for David’s new big padlock. I know David wouldn’t be driving around with a gun, and actually it’s against the law to do so. The next day Steve Carter, the other neighbour came round and said the whole gate on the other side had been cut with bolt cutters, including the fence tied to the post. I told him what happened. He said he knew nothing about it. But quite frankly, I don’t know whether he is trustworthy or whether he was just lying his arse off, maybe it was him driving around in the Ute on a drunken rampage trying to impress friends. I do not know, but whoever it was new the farm well enough to know where the other gate was, and there’s only limited people who know that, which is David the landlord, his family, my next-door neighbour, Heath Barwick, or any dumb dog I guess, and there are 1000’s of them. Or Steve Carter, who, I did not know at the time, but was in the process of purchasing David’s farm, and had a major problem with me, especially as David used to bitch about me to him. This are the type of things that happen in country areas. Young people allowed to take guns and hoon around on the streets and in other people‘s farms, shooting things willy-nilly. I imagine if I wasn’t there that day, they would’ve ventured up to my house and poked around and tried to take whatever they could. 20. Calculator from the 90's STOLEN from off Desk in house on farm This calculator actually belonged to my little brother Tomas Bieman, Tomas knew that I had his calculator. I’m not sure if he was the one that stole it just before I left to move to Queensland, or if it was some one else who plays sides (common thing in boganville Australia). If it was Tomas, as he knew I had it, he could’ve got it any time, and if this is the reason, maybe he has been stealing 100’s of my items? If so - what an absolute fourth born moron. 21. Stolen fruit off Nectarine Tree - whole tree full of fruit, gone THE WHOLE TREE- LIKE 100’S I believe this was stolen by that short blonde girl who I have mentioned before, numerous times on this blog. She is friends with all the retailers, I have seen her in Coles Gunnedah and Bunnings multiple times trying to and stealing from me. And so I believe, she stole these organic perfect nectarines, and sold them at Coles. I also believe she steals or purchases caged eggs and sells them as Organic ones in the supermarkets. MY nectarines. This is the same blonde short girl who was at Darrell Lea, and stole the jelly babies. And who was at Bunnings and stole my dust brush. And who was at Harvey Norman and stole my massage chair (by overcharging). Short, blondy and brown hair, reminds me of Cate Cameron from 30yrs ago at school. But I do not think it is her? I can’t believe this girl has gotten away with all this stealing from all those retailers for so long. I mean why haven’t the police done anything about this stupid little blonde, why have the retailers allowed her to steal from me?? I am surrounded by DISBELIEVING morons. 22. Bird Photo Stolen A photo of this bird was stolen off my PC! So not photo as shown above, although that is the same bird in it. But in the stolen photo, the bird was looking right at the camera. I took a photo of it on my Kodak DX7590 zoom. The photo was taken off my PC, right out of my “Birds” folder - no traces found of it anywhere. Just really weird. Normally I would not bother doing a whole photo story for missing documents, as I have had heaps “removed”. But that particular photo was weird, in the fact that, at the time, that bird was outside my kitchen window at Rangari, looking in at me, and it was behaving REALLY STRANGELY, I mean really strangely – it was like he was trying to communicate with me, only I really have no idea what he was trying to say. Which is why I taking a photograph of it, in fact I should’ve got my video camera and started filming it. It was the most bizarre bird behaviour I had ever seen. Actually, reminding me of some of the zombie dog women I have encounted. I guess strangest bird except aside from a bird at Cull’s farm who started eating my chillis straight off the chilli plants – that is odd, I mean, they were mega hot chillis. Karen thought the bird must have had ‘mental’ problems. Mental illness in birds? Drought problems? Why a computer nerd would steal the photo is even more odd. 23. Secateurs Stolen out of my car at Gunnedah Dentist Secateurs Stolen out of my car at Gunnedah Dentist I have had so many pairs of Secateurs stolen, that I had purchased a whole big bulk lot of these so when they strike again, I could just calmy walk inside to my big box, and get another pair out. I would not have to run around the garden like a chicken with its head cut off, looking for them, only to discover they were gone – STOLEN. And all that looking, to no avail. The bane of my life due to all the thefts. Although, painting them yellow or pink helps a lot, as there are times one leaves them in the garden patch. I am normal old lady after all. Plus the colours and bad paint job deter thieves. But after several years of “looking”, I realized, at one point, they were infact being stolen – it took me a while to figure this out – I was infact was a victim! (They did the same with reading glasses; +1.5 – those, I have purchased at least 100+ pairs now, they really steal them, mainly from pockets when I go into town, sometimes they steal them directly off the top of my head, and sometimes they pickpocket - at Gunnedah this is. And girls do this, girls are the worst thieving little creatures ever, -that is the stupid ones, that cannot think for themselves. Sometimes I think they only way to stop them, is to marry all those stupid ones off, because they cannot function without male supervision – stupid bloody bimbos). Since I started posting images of stolen items and naming names, and naming the stores I visit where items were stolen from me, (Bunnings has a whole huge network of petty thieves who target young single girls - they follow them home and wait till house is vacant and then ‘help themselves to small items’ (Harvey Norman are guilty of stealing too, and The Reject Shop staff steals too. Staff at the Co-op in Gunnedah used to aswell. Turners do.). So, by going online and basically telling all, about all the really crap things that happened to me in society (by mostly girls) - my whole Facebook account was deleted, my whole pattern account on Rav was deleted, my whole design account on Spnflwr was deleted. Flickr account deleted. Gumtree deleted. Ebay deleted. WikiPedia ban. I was targeted online too by same saboteurs who know everything about me and are OBSESSED with me and steal from me - their main aim was to ‘shut me up’. People just don’t want to know the truth, and or try to protect themselves and or their stupid bimbo friends who steal. But not all social media can be so easily manipulated by bimbo thieves, and I still can post online, just not on Facebook, Flickr or Rav. And FB, had the most exposure; you put it on Facebook – and the whole community knows about it in less than 24hrs. A great weapon against thieves. But FB nerd informs me, it was not created for that, {it was only created for connections, ‘pick ups’; sex}. Talk about using your powers for evil instead of good! Since I started posting online, the stealing has been greatly reduced, but they have less opportunity to do so, as I no longer am outside gardening. But they still do it. (Thieves are cowards who don’t want attention drawn to themselves). I still get harassed too, which is what I’m working on at the moment. Not having access to Facebook makes it more difficult. I mainly upload to my blog - there seems to be ‘train people’ who read it, then toot! (?). Plus I am not allowed on Market place which means I can no longer sell or buy 2nd hand goods – and since there is also no 2nd hand shops here, I totally miss out, and have to buy everything new online, on, I might add, one of the lowest incomes in Australia – the people who ban me are in for some BAD KARMA – mark my words. Oh and I used to keep a pair of secateurs in the car, in case I was driving past and saw a street tree setting seed. I could collect some seed. So I have had countless pairs of secateurs stolen from the car. And that reminds me, not only secateurs, but I've had heaps of item stolen from my car, when I lived in Gunnedah, like basically I could not have anything in the car unattended, because whatever was in there it would be stolen, even if it was complete rubbish, they'd still want to break in and steal it - just because they could. And when I say break in, I mean they have a copy of the daewoo key (then Triton); little blonde dogs have copies of all keys, they are part of the dog stealing network, and they have the keys for everything. The stealing got so bad, that I thought when I drove into town which is 30 km trip, the houses on the edge of town, as I was driving in; I mean they must have contacts who live in those houses, and they must see me then get on their phones, to all the thieves “she's here she's here let's go steal”. I mean truly, what a bunch of fucking losers; get a real life; what a perfect example of the stupid female mentality of the “Common Enemy”. Those people banded together over me; I gave them meaning in their pathetic lives, the meaning of working together in unisom for the goal of stealing. 24. Postage Stamps Booklet STOLEN Booklet of 5 concession stamps stolen from Rangari NSW, break and enter from my desk. Now, something weird happened with these postage stamps. As I was ordering them, and speaking to the Australia Post girl over the phone, she gave me for some reason 11 packets, she said she’ll give me a bonus one because there was meant to be only 10, so I can’t quite remember what her explanation was, on why she was giving me an extra, but it sounded plausible - but then she implied in a kind of roundabout way that the 11th one could be for the person watching. So, I didn’t really understand what she was talking about then, but I was too happy, as I was getting a free pkt of stamps to further prod her. So later, after I had collected the stamps from Gunnedah post office, and had them in my wallet, the 11th packet was stolen. So now, I believe, whoever I spoke to on that phone, gave me 11 deliberately inorder to steal one later, in the hopes of making me think someone was watching. She was playing a game with herself where she stole it, and I witnessed her play her game, but not actually saw her steal it red handed. STUPID Australia Post would get up to all sorts of shenanigans, if you read all my blog, you’ll see I have quite a few problems with Australia Post. It all stems from the roadside delivery service, not delivering my parcels, and instead leaving a card to say go pick up - only when you live out of town 40km, you don’t want to have to drive in every 3rd day to collect a little $2 parcel from ebay (actually, I would say, no matter how far you lived from the post office, you would never want to go to the post office in person to collect mail) And so, I started a campaign to get them to deliver ALL my mail, so I wouldn’t have to drive in, it was a huge campaign involving a lot of complaining. I had photos of all the 100’s of cards. I have a way of turning peoples lack of respect and discrimination, into working for me - it took about 3yrs, but eventually, they came up with a solution. I guess the solution being, was to get a senior post office staff to contact the manager of Gunnedah post office and tell him “You’re allowed to deliver all mail, including parcels to this particular person, YOU’RE ALLOWD! - or perhaps maybe they included the whole farming community, I guess it was all out of towners, because eventually, the post man turned up in a brand-new flashy Ute that had a chest on the back for extra big parcels! Plus what’s more the local private courier, would also refuse to deliver to my address, and they wouldn’t even bother leaving a card – but they realised, (after I don’t know how many years), but in about 2015, they realized that this was kind of a problem, (ya think) and so they eventually, (due to my 1 complaint to them, I guess) came up with a solution, they formed an alignment with Australia Post, so that the courier could leave parcels with the Australia Post contract delivery guy - so I could have all items delivered!! How about that!! Brilliant. Good thinking on behalf of Australia Post and Star Track Courier, finally someone is using their initiative. I had to get a special letterbox that was big, as everything has to go inside the letterbox, they can’t just leave something on the ground down at my gate. It was called a safe drop facility. I also suspect that at first, my complaints were not answered by the right people, but instead were answered by “little people” that shouldn’t be dealing with important decisions, and so they were the ‘little people’ at that Gunnedah Post Office who had a grudge against me, and maybe they had something to do with the stealing of those postage stamps, and all the other problems I had in dealing with them. Once I had some chocolate stolen from the Gunnedah post office – this would have been one of this “little people” who stole it, she would have seen all my little parcels from ebay, and was plain and simply jealous. And I would say that bag of chocolate may have had a slit, so the post office girls could smell the chocolate? and due to their utter lack of respect for me – stole it (the sender later covered for that girl and resent it) also a bit later, an item was obviously dropped, and I am sure it would have been same person who dropped it. I think I saw her once, brownish blonde hair, a little plump, a fearful woman. I believe Australia post had to put a special person in that post office to handle my mail. This jealousy comes down to women having more than two kids. I can’t stress enough how important it is to only have one or two kids, otherwise you get stupid bimbos who are jealous their whole life, and carry on like that stupid bitch at the Gunnedah post office. 25. Nut from Stihl Chainsaw stolen off verander I heard someone biking around at the neighbours. I suspected them, so I went round there, and I’m pretty sure it was Shannon Bree and his girlfriend there. His girlfriend said that she saw David Heywood at 2 o’clock at my place (which was the time it was taken) So I have no idea whether she saw my landlord, or just said she saw him in an attempt to save Shannon? 26. Purina Seafood Biscuits making my Cat Sick Salmon industry in 2016 was capturing salmon that had what looked like a bruise all down its back, see photo. Also, after being cooked, this ‘brown’ bit tasted disgusting. Most definatly something wrong with it, whether from being physically abused after being caught, for example, one day I saw a documentary showing young gung-ho men fishing off the back of a huge trailer, there was so many salmon in that spot that they flung each fish straight off the hook down the back of the deck, one after the other, bang bang bang, so it could have been then the damage was done? Or it could be fish farms – I saw a doco about the diseased and unhealthy fish in those ocean circles? Or who knows? So anyways, they were selling me that disgusting fish ($36/kg from Woolies – done deliberate, it was plain to see the fish was discolored) I complained about it, but the next order, they sent me the same, and same again the next time. Then the salmon cat food I purchased from Purina at that time starting making my cats vomit – so a most definite salmon problem at the time. I stopped purchasing Salmon until this year, and that salmon has been all seafood. When are humans going to wake up? 27. Large Dust Brush and Blue Dust Pan from Bunnings, Stolen Buy your own bloody dust brush you stupid bimbo. This dustpan and dust brush was stolen, pretty much straight after I purchased it from Bunnings, within a few weeks. At the time when I purchased it, I purchased 3 sets, as I was bloody sick and tired of not having any dust brushes on a hand when I needed them, in various work spots around home. So, 3 should do me; one in my work room, one on the Veranda and one in the kitchen. At the time when I was purchased them, I did notice some little short blonde girl (adult) lurking by the checkout. This ( in retrospect ), is the same short blonde girl who has been following me around other shops where items have been stolen, like at Harvey Norman Tamworth and Coles Gunnedah, plus Darryl Lee Gunnedah. Who the hell is that stupid little blonde bimbo dog thief? Did she think I had purchased 3, so that 1 was for her? Is she suffering from some sort of mental health delusions? NEWSFLASH WE DO NOT KNOW EACH OTHER. I never EVER purchase things for you, you stupid little DOG. Seriously women like that, who can’t function on their own, without a supervisor, should be locked up, they should not be allowed out in public. If I was still in Gunnedah, and noticed her again trying to steal from me; she would be dead by now, so it’s not only for protection of the public that she should be locked up, it’s also for her own protection. 28. DOZENS, if not 100’S of Reading Glasses Stolen over the Years I can’t begin to tell you just how many reading glasses have been stolen from me over the years, since I started wearing them in 2016 or so. And NO, not lost or misplaced – but STOLEN. They steal them out of my car, they steal them out of my bag, they steal them out of my pocket – yes pick pocketers. They even steal them directly off the top of my head whilst I am wearing them, like at checkout or some such situation where they can distract me. All female thieves – female bimbo thieves. These were mainly stolen from Gunnedah, but actually I had quite a few taken at Gin Gin / Bundaberg, plus now at my new address near Mackay; they are still stealing my reading glasses. Especially if I purchase a fancy pair, or beige ones, those always get stolen. Mind you I only spend the minimum prices on glasses, the very cheapest, nothing over $5; and I usually buy in bulk to save money, and to save time, I do NOT like looking for my glasses, so I put a few in each room, there ready for whenever I need them. Although now, I find I need a certain strength for reading PC, and a different one for using iPad, plus even a different one for driving - which is really annoying. So, I think because those STUPID women see that I have multiple glasses, they must think to themselves “oh well she has so many glasses, its too many, she’s just being greedy, I can have some of hers” – seriously, I think this is what those dumb dogs think, this is their stupid mentality. They steal them out of stupidity. Desperados. But maybe it is more the ‘game’ of stealing is what they are “getting off” on? So, I am continually purchasing more reading glasses, you should see all my receipts, 100’s of dollars, on something that ought to only cost me around $20 by now. And ofcourse, that money was meant to be for food. The government does not factor in 100’s of dollars for continuous replacement of reading glasses when determining budgets. And I want to say, the fact that we can purchase these glasses for under $5, is BRILLIANT. The ‘glasses’ shop, want you to pay them $100’s of dollars in eye tests and then more on “special” glasses from their shop, that costs also $100’s of dollars – make no mistake – they are stealing from people, as glasses, most of them, do only cost a few dollars to make. (plus they also overcharge people with gov rebates.) And most people suffer from the same condition, that is one of old age eyes failing, so you just choose your strength – you do not need fancy tests for such old age antics. Possibly, before Chinese manufacturing was around, people did have to pay $100’s of dollars, so it is those people who do not know about the cheap options available now in the $2 shops, direct from China, and are stealing from me?? 29. Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 Nail Scissors, Sewing Clippers and Good Quality Glass Pins, stolen at Gunnedah, Rangari, 2014 and 2016 I have had a large amount of sewing and craft related items stolen out of my locked house. I have rods on my window, so they can be open 7cm, but no more, I also have flyscreens on them. One day, some little spoilt brat, pried the flyscreen half off, and stuck their arm through the 7cm rod gap, in to the table that was just by the window, and took these red clippers that were lying there. I hope they get cancer and die. The blue ones were stolen at Tulcumbah in 2014, I suspect by Steve Carter as he had a property nearby on that side of town too. But Katie Carter (Steve Carters’ sister) plus Emma Finylason are the only other sewers in my rural area, that I know of, and I did don’t think Katie Carter even lived at Rangari anymore? No convictions. Plus, Katie Carter, I think, it turns out, she was that girl who stole my dinner plate at the smorgasbord at the Sheraton, when I was on my nanny work holiday. So weird. I really do not even know her. My good little sharp thread scissors were also STOLEN in 2015 from my car. Those scissors had a crimson wool tied to their handle. After they had been taken, I found my really old blunt scissors, that looked the same, and tied some more crimson wool around them to use as interim. In the meantime, I happen to pull those blunt ones out when my landlord happens to be visiting, he saw them, and exclaimed he had found my scissors up the paddock. He had found them, he said, where I had been using them to snip mushrooms (yum). But he did not give them back to me?? And if he saw, I now had them, what did he think happened to the original? Did he take them, and did he think someone stole them again from him and returned them to me?? Why did he not return them to me? he would have instantly known they were mine after seeing the crimson wool. I can only think he was a thief, or one of his girls. And how did they get back up to the paddock anyway to where he said he found them, as I had MOST DEFINITELY had them when I left mushrooming, they came back with me in the car, I saw them in the car. What happened after that I do not know. Very Suspicious Also, my really good expensive glass head pins were stolen. I hope the thief gets cancer and dies. There would be heaps of other sewing related things of mine stolen, things that I do not know about, I mean who keeps track of ones haberdashery, as the years go by. Oh, and someone told me, a little birdy said; they swapped my good red fabric scissors over for their CRAP red scissors, as theirs is damaged and cannot be sharpened. As no ‘scissor man’ thus far has been able to sharpen them, and I am stuck now with blunt scissors. And I certainly would never use my good fabric scissors on anything but fabric, confirming such accusations. And it sucks cutting fabric with blunt scissors. 30. Good Quality, Green Garden Rake STOLEN from shed at Bridges RD, Rangari, NSW, 2380, in 2016 - stolen by bimbo People, women in particular (most often women who steal) are pathetic and will be going to hell. I keep track now, almost 300 items stolen since 2006. These thieves do not realize the emotional damage a break and enter causes - The biggest and most costly thing they have stolen from me is peace of mind. BULLIES steal peace of mind, that’s what Bullies do, they don’t want anyone to be happy, it really 'ticks' them off. And often, they do not know they are bullies. They are everyday common Australians that are unaware they have major psychological problems (and have been raised that way due to lack of love). I may only have a slight frame, but I have a scream you would not believe. As I was putting that rake away that day, I remember thinking; what an excellent rake this is, it used to belong to dad, he always bought good quality items, he never bought crap from China, and I was thinking, it’s probably a money saving method if you do it like that, buy quality once, instead of crap several times, and then you get to use something that’s really high functioning, like this rake. So, that’s what I was thinking as I was putting it away, and it would’ve been the next day, it was taken. STOLEN BY UNWANTED PERVERT DOG. A dog jealous of my good quality item. If you recall, I have mentioned numerous occasions on my blog, about the stupid blonde dog who is jealous of everything I have, particularly if it is good value item (Read my Big Jelly Baby Scam). So, I suspect it is that girl who has stolen this rake. MY RAKE! YOU STUPID LEACH Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 NEXT Items Stolen from me while I was living at Rangari P1 , P2, P3

So, this is an example that I have to constantly battle, my whole adult life as a single female. Everybody assumes I’m to blame for any problem, I must be the criminal thief! I must be a drunk! I must be on drugs! And it’s always the other way around. ALLWAYS. It was the same when I was incarcerated against my will by the Bundaberg Mental Health greedy people, when I asked my uncle to phone and vouch for me. I’m pretty sure he assumed that if I was there, well then, I must be crazy. Back then, I Life Stories P6 1. My Pool Sold - My pride My joy This is my pool. Oh well, it was my pool, I should say. I purchased it, I built it. I kept it clean. I chose the ‘green’ liner, which I loved, especially when the sun shone through. Every time I went up there for a swim, {at least twice a day in summer}. I had this big grin on my face, and I systematically would just burst into laughter every so often. My pride and my joy, my pool. As close to the ocean as I would get, so I thought at the time. My favourite exercise in it was Zigzagging down the pool, from side to side; pushing off from the wall hard, flexing all my muscles, then gliding to the next spot! I loved it, and since my arms were ‘spent’ after furious knitting, this exercise was an enjoyable and gratifying alternative. The pool, at 2.2m was perfect for this fun activity. {I made a note of describing my ‘happy feelings’ in this story, about my pool - not to show vulnerability (as some suspect), but to show that you don't actually need other people to make you happy. You need to find things that make you happy, whether that be swimming, or having someone to snuggle up to: but you don't actually need other people, is my point - part of the psychological barrier that some people don't seem to get over in life. This ‘didi’ was stolen, so I suspect it's important to know in life. I've said it before my blog; All you need his water.} However, sadly the property sold and the new owners (neighbours), asked me to leave. They didn’t even have anyone lined up to move in. And I bet it remains vacant still to this day. But, my plan was to take the pool with me if I ever had to leave, and set it up at my next address – I had built it with this in mind, and everything was removable and ‘impermanent’. I had even put a slight decline at one end for easy water removal. However, after the forced 5th relocation since Rangari, with no suitable place for a long 25m pool, and ‘spent’ arms, I realized I would have to sell it. (25mx2.2m and 1.2m deep). So sad. I had major difficulty selling it. I paid in total just over $25000. It eventually sold it (2yrs later) on ebay for $207.50 to woman with 2 teenage boys and a BMW, from Brisbane. They got the highest bid, after it was set at $200. Can you believe that. She later told me she got her car the same way, she only paid $20000 for a $100000 brand new car. I suspect DOG NEWTWORK. But, also, it had actually sold 12mnths before for $5000, but the bidder never turned up to collect it, they paid – but never collected! Weird huh! I think it may have been related to ‘Wainberg’ aka Cate Rogers my landlord, someone worked out who she was before me. ”LEAVE LEAVE!!!” I spent the $5000 on food over the next 12mnths. Meat. But, I really miss it. {least I am now near a beach, even if it has stingers and crocs} Btw, at the time of building, when I arranged the excavation for the flat ground, I had no idea on the general cost of excavation, and there was only one excavator in town, man by the name of Durham, he came out, gave me a quote for $1300. I had to agree. But after he finished the work, he sent me an invoice for $1741.52 (as you can see from the invoice above). So, I wasn’t too impressed about that. What he had done was call his son out mid-way through the day to help him, and he charged me for his son!! Can you believe that. Plus, at the end of the day they had gone up to their truck which was about 100m from the house, so I had gone back to the house, and I was waiting for them to leave. They seem to be sitting in the truck for about five minutes. Just thought it was odd. But the next day I went back up to the excavated area, which I have to say, was done quite well, even though I told him not to do any compacting (books say that you’ve got to just scrape the dirt away, if you have to backfill, it doesn’t work as it compacts later. So, he backfilled half of it {but I didn’t have any problems from the backfill work, he must have really compacted it}. Anyway, when I went back up to the area the following day, my good long metal tape measure, that I had deliberately left by the fence, a huge big 30 meter long one, was gone! I know that one of those people or both of them had come back in that five minutes and have taken my tape measure. I was completely pissed off about it. TOTALLY PISSED OFF. I mean, possibly I should have been more pissed off with the fact that they’ve charge me additional $400 over the quote, but I was so pissed off and had stolen my tape measure, that this was my priority right then: I phoned their number up, it was still early in the morning, 730am, and I spoke to his wife Vicky. She said he was still asleep; can she help, I told him that one of them had stolen my tape measure, and she said no that can’t be right, but I insisted that they did. She said “I’ll just go and check their work box and the truck” She came back on the phone very annoyed and she said yes, you’re right, it is in their stuff. So, I said I’ll just deduct the $30 from the invoice. FUCKING ARSHOLES father and son. Unbelievable. But I can tell you it does not usually go that way after someone steals. They always deny it; just lucky I got his wife. Btw, my neighbours when I moved briefly into lawyer Long Cottage at Gunnedah were another wealthy lawyer family, although, I was to learn that they had moved, and guess who was living in that house now – THE EXCAVATOR!! So, he’s overcharging and stealing, and as a result, he’s like the richest man in town!! An excavator! I’m sure he studied long and hard for that job! Geez, some people really know how to be “democratic” don’t they? When I moved to Gin Gin, I was considering putting the pool up there instead of selling it, I even got a quote for excavation: guess how much: $200 What a Gunnedah scam! 2. Important Back info you should know - Slipped Disc story I want to put this here because I wish I knew it at the time. One day outside gardening/fencing, I slipped my disc in my back, when it happened, I was unable to walk, could barely crawl into bed from outside {It was just like that scene from the 80’s show “The Good Life” when Tom was fixing his diy home generator in the basement, and did his back in!}. I was in A LOT of pain. BUT apparently, as I did try to get inside, I made my back a whole heap worse, and the pain and immobility lasted for months. BUT if I had just lay down on the ground straight away, for at least 15 minutes - lying straight, legs straight, arms by your side, preferably on flat level ground, then your disc will slip back into place, and you’ll be able to get up and walk away no problems, without any more pain, (especially if your young), then you can concentrate on doing some strengthening exercises for your back. (Instead of spending the next few months in a whole heap of pain, and eventually getting a chiro to fix the problem – hooray, I could finally ditch my roller chair). After I realized this, I seemed to be teased greatly for knowing this fact, certain people (I will not be naming names) said it was bullshit. It’s not; my back slipped out again 10yrs later, I tried my technique, and voilà, it worked exactly as I said. Australians, they still suffer greatly from Tall Poppy syndrome, especially the media industry. (Tony Collette does not think nutrition and health starts from within the womb when the baby is developing – they clueless) (Do not overdose on vitamins tablets - can happen.....) Having said that, I know there is some woman, who can pinch nerves in the spine via distraction (without touching it). She is evil (Witches of Salem), and should be shot. She takes pleasure in inflicting pain on my back; rack off you stupid little dog, you are not magic, you are just a dysfunctional sadist, go and find someone who is actually into that kind of thing, and into you, AS I AM NOT (you moron). I am going to put my back story here, it’s on my list of Dr visits, on my Life Stores page too! After I slipped my disc, my whole left leg and foot swelled up, very painful, could hardly walk, I believe it’s called Sciatica? It was never diagnosed; as I went to the emergency hospital at Gunnedah, the doctor there was absolutely useless, he didn’t help at all, I later found out he was two days away from retirement, but after my further 20 more years of experience with Doctors, I am still not sure he would have been of any help, had he been in his prime! He gave me some sort of medication which made me vomit all night long every half hour, stupid dog bimbos at that hospital, male and female (I will never go back to that incompetent hospital). After months of pain and immobility, it was a Chyro who fixed my back, in literally 2 seconds flat. Gunnedah chiro charges $40 a pop, no Medicare rebate, but actually, I think back now, that Chiro who fixed it was in Melbourne, as it was the advice of my then flatmate, {Mat, who I was not too keen on, and in the end, booted him out, he was friends with that stupid blonde bimbo stalker that looks like a miniature version of Marylin Munroe, at Petersham}, but, before I booted him out, he heard about my sore back, and suggested I see a chiro (perhaps he saw all the stupid bitch bimbos at RMIT, and took pity, decided to offer me some helpful advice?) Now, I am not sure how I found the chiro that I visited in Melbourne, (maybe Mat recommended?) I cannot even recall where it was, or what he looked like, all I remember is, he fixed it, fast as a flash. Then that was it, fixed, no more visits necessary – he was truly the most competent Chiro I have ever encounted (and more important, not greedy, wanting repeat customers). Reasonable cost too, (not like 2022, quote for chiro yesterday, $300 for first visit in Mackay – as if, thieving receptionists). Unfortunately, some 10 years after that I was doing some strenuous work, and I had more slipped disc problems, but with my technique of lying in a straight flat position until the discs slip back in) then later putting in my lap pool, I basically cured myself of back pain. I am free of back pain! FREE!! well, for the most part. (As you know by now I was forced to move, and now have no pool, something else that has been stolen). So, I am having some weird back problems, a little different than slipped disc. So, it was my lap pool that I invested in at Rangari, that strengthen the muscles so the disc would not slip out again. It was the definitive ‘fixer’ for my back. I highly recommend swimming if you have back problems. Actually, I remember maybe a few months later after the chiro, and I had moved back to Gunnedah, I started doing some laps, and one day as I was going along the black line in the 50m pool, I heard and felt “click click”; it was my back realigning itself. I want to point out even though I had a 25meter pool, and I’m well familiar with swimming in both 50 meter and 25 meter. I feel if you have a spine problem, specifically you really need the length of the 50 meter to find your stride and pace yourself, with your slow but steady momentum - so your body has time to adjust and realign. You don’t want to be stopping and turning or doing any somersaults, you just need that slow and steady rhythm so your back can realign. Breathing both sides preferably. Course, if you just want to strengthen your back muscles, 25m fine, 15m or 20m, all good. When I had my pool up and running, I started running laps too, aswell as doing some Cha Cha steps – I had just learnt a Cha Cha step, (fast fast fast fast slow slow!) My calf muscles certainly got strong; I looked like one of those female body builders from the 70’s! I miss my pool. I did try to see a physio, but (really true) she (middle age wife) refused to see me because I was not a young good-looking footballer, and she did not believe someone like me (woman of slight frame in my early 30’s), could have back injury - she was either stupid, or stupidly manipulated by the short blonde bitch who stalks me, that was at Gunnedah hospital. Monumental incompetence in Gunnedah health workers. I literally could not walk for months, which could have been rectified. Oh, and in that time in Melbourne, when I had a sore back (but was able to move around by then), I seemed to have that same stupid short blonde girl harassing me implying that I actually didn’t have a sore back at all, that I was making it up. Stupid dog. And I’m going to write this bit again; it’s about when I was at RMIT, I heard about the other campus on the other side of town, had a Chiro clinic consisting of 4th year university students. Anyone could go there for a cheaper treatment. (This was before I went to the good one). So off I went to this campus clinic, and OMG, I can’t begin to tell you about the stupidity of the women involved in this clinic - they were all women, and they had literally NO IDEA what they were doing. There is not a chance in hell I would ever see a female chiropractor from that moment on. It was total Stupidity Bimbo Incompetence, absolutely shameful of RMIT producing those incompetent silly twits. So, I think the stupid short girl with blonde hair, and possibly Cathy Goldman (dog from NEGS who was obsessed with me), may have sabotaged that appointment? I’m not sure, I can only hope it was them, and not just the way they always are – stupidly incompetent? I just remember it quite well. SO BAD. In 2022, I have a couple of back problems again, as now I have no lap pool, and sore foot, so no exercise for 5 years. And again, no treatment. The dogs stole all my physio appointments on my care plans – plus again, really no physios who will do massage on me. Prejudice. Still resting, lying flat seems to be the best treatment. Otherwise, the only other thing I might recommend is daily massage, I am certain this would cure everything. (I might win the lotto!!). I said before, I may have got back problems due to “powers that be” seeing I am missing out on child labour birth pain, so gave me sciatica; “how dare you miss out on the womanly pain of child birth!” Photo from London Spine Unit 3. My 25m Lap Pool story with winning race story A few years back just after my father died and I had received proceeds of the sale of his house (unfortunately divided by 4 - if only I had been an only child ^jgkgf*dgljlfsaa#aks$ak$@aah 😀) Anyway, I have decided with my money, I was going to get a lap pool ($25000) plus some solar panels ($14000) to run it. This will be inorder to lose some weight, and fix my 3 slipped discs in my back, plus I love to swim and where I live in Gunnedah was really hot. Plus being low income, I found there was really no ‘play’ in my life, so, I felt I needed some sort of hope and joy in my life. Anyone on low income can’t really travel anywhere, and especially me, with my situation of having dogs who follow me around everywhere (Watch Dogs – Dolly Pardon) – so, I don’t actually want to go anywhere. Well maybe a nice remote island and beach would be nice…. My landlord was at least 15yrs away from retirement age, plus he said it would be fine. So, after paying the manufacturer (John Kozur from Affordable Pools) for my pool, in full, I had to wait for it to arrive, I had to wait, and wait, and wait as the manufacturer decided to take a holiday just as the money went through, and then when he came back, he was like, messing about, and it wasn’t for a good 4 months until the pool arrived. 4 mnths! BUT then I had to wait again, as he had not included all the parts required measurements, and as I was a ‘girl’ he thought I had made the mistake – so, I had to take the manufacturer to court twice to get all the parts that I paid for, he was so dodgy, a misogynist. So in this time I was angry, because I could’ve had the pool up and running as soon as I paid for it which was summer, and instead I had to just slug it out on the couch in the heat, knitting, and I was knitting furiously thinking the whole time that I should be swimming: so what happened, my arm really copped a beating in that period of several months of anger knitting -and I developed a problem in my arms from over use; repetitive syndrome, basically it’s just inflammation in the joints which causes pain. That, also with my history of ‘dumbbell’ overuse as a swimmer in my youth (we did not know about resistance training back then) plus all the chain sawing I had done on the farm; so, because of the damage done to my arms, when the lap pool was finally up and ready, I couldn’t actually do my freestyle laps, (!) plus the cold water seemed to adversely affect my bones. But it wasn’t all bad as I installed a diy solar system, and actually I’m a very creative person, and I came up with a whole lot of other exercises to do aside from freestyle; so slow breaststroke was ok, and running in water was excellent, pushing off the side of the pool wall over to the other side all up and down the 25m - this I felt was really good – flexing muscles aswell as gentle cardio, plus dancing was a great way to lose weight, plus the music made it fun! I got so trim, fit and terrific in this time. Sadly, I was forced to move (bullies stole my house and garden) after only three years of having the pool so it was a total loss anyway (another story about that, turns out my landlord knew he was selling in 3yrs and that I would have to leave, but he never said anything. ARSHOLE. (I did resell it for $6500 2yrs later after having had to cart it around to 5, (yes 5) new addresses) and I sold the solar panels for $4000 (they cost $14000 and made NO DIFFERENCE to my bill, infact it want up even though I had noflow pump on pool), so that $4000 paid for “Move-It Relocations and Storage” Tamworth – up to QLD) Such is bitch landlords, LUCKY I do not have kids - I recommend not having kids. Here is a good spot for this pool related story: I mentioned that I spent most of my childhood in the water. I did swimming training in primary school, every morning with mom! We rode our bikes up there, she dragged me out of bed at 6 o’clock. And when the end of year swimming carnival came round in grade 6, I managed to win Senior Girl Champion, with a big trophy and a photo in the paper and all. The following year, I went away to boarding school, and I didn’t have mum to get me out of bed every morning, so I was like, I am definitely not going swimming training yoohoo! Plus, there was no pool nearby, and it was freezing at 6 o’clock in the morning in Armidale. So, 4 years went by without swimming, except fun swims at school holidays. But then in year 10, at the end of the year carnival, I was dragged into a race, it was like an ‘all inclusion’ race – “we’re going to get everyone, even people who can’t swim, into the pool to swim!” such are the antics of girls at school. So, like there’s a whole bunch of people in the race, all squashed in, and I took off after the gun went, I wasn’t really swimming very fast, I kind of thought it was a bit of a joke, but I ended up coming second to the known popular fast swimmer in our year, even though I was going really slow, and so the girls insisted that I join the swimming club, and compete the next year. So, I did. And, I devised a plan; because I didn’t really think I was that good at swimming still, because I had stopped swimming training for the past four years, but I knew from my year 6 carnival, that the fastest time I did was it in the heats at the beginning of the day, and by the time you get through all the other races at the end of the day, and do the last swim, my time was atrocious - so bad, just would’ve been from exhaustion after swimming all day long. So, at the year 11 swimming carnival, I only swam in my heat, to get a fast time, then I’d know, I would be chosen to represent New South Wales in the all-important end of the day Relay race, which is NSW vs QLD, which was a big deal at the school every year, and is what everybody is waiting for. So, I swam in my heat, and I won- only the person who was at the end of the lanes, watching to see who won, a teacher by the name of Mrs Windeyer, said that I didn’t win, and the girl next to me won! I’m like, okay - even though I knew I won. I just kind of didn’t worry about it though, because I had a plan, and as long as they checked the times then it would work still. Although I wasn’t really sure that they would check, because you know, the politics of swimming, well, the politics of any social situation, involving women especially, there’s usually a pecking order, and I definitely was nowhere near even the middle, let alone at the top, (I don’t do pecking order, still don’t) So for me to win a race - this would ruffle the feathers of certain teachers, who like to think of their predictions of who can excel and who can’t, as accurate. And I guess they had already put me in a box. (Actually, looking back at my school years that school, this is so true I can’t believe it, and their attitude is ‘caught on’ by the girls too.) So, I thought they might definitely overlook the fact that I won, and choose the girl next to me who was the popular one, in which case, that would be bad, because then they would lose the relay - they needed me. So, I’m waiting around all day for the end of the day race, while everybody else in the swimming club were doing all the races, all the different strokes, all the things that you do in a swimming carnival. But not me, just sitting, waiting, biding my time. Finally, it’s getting closer to the time of the big race, the sports captain, her name was Sally Skipper, I still remember her, blonde hair, skinny, she said, and she made a big deal in fact, I suspect she might have known what happened in the heat, but she said that she checked the times, and I was definitely faster, therefore I would be the final swimmer in the relay, so good for her. I went ahead with the race and of course we won, and it was purely because I hadn’t swum in any other races that day, whereas the girl from Queensland, had gone in every race, so she was exhausted, and I was able to beat her (normally if she wasn’t exhausted, I knew that she would be able to beat me, she was a really fast swimmer from Brisbane) So that’s my winning race story from school. And you know what, this situation, it’s kind of like what happened to my pool; I hadn’t been swimming for so long, certainly no pool out on the farm at Rangari, no waterholes even, the nearest beach was 600km away. So finally, after years of not swimming, I put in my above ground lap pool, and I had a pool! and it was fantastic! For 3 years I found my love of swimming again. I had won again. And what do you know, so someone comes along and takes my pool away “no you didn’t win, I’ll see to it.” Such is bitch pecking order in Australia…. (Same with my trees planted at new address - they were all killed by arshole "YOU DID NOT WIN YOU LOSE"} 4. Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story Running Tally of all Above Ground Pool Costs with Sabotage story Affordable pools - initial pool cost, 25mx2.2m lap pool, above grnd $14424.70 Liner (It was meant to be included, but Affordable pools refused) $2200 Excavation $1285 Heat pump $1485 (later sold brnew for $400) Pump lowflow eco $122.50 Petrol $200 Sunshower fittings $50 50mm pipe, Bunnings(10 lengths 50mm cat 12 x 3m $24ea) $224 Phonecalls $20 Reece $13.86 2 Concrete slab, perlite $30, concrete $10.50, mdf $12 $52.50 Wooden crate petrol / poles $10 Shade cloth $135.00 Pavers $70 Concrete pavers $16 Concrete pavers $32 Swingset for cover (later used pvc and star pickets) $12 Petrol and time / printouts for court re skimmerbox $220 Take off faucet for the eyeball $4.60 Compactor $60 Duct tape $7.50 Rio rod for pool cover (stolen at Gin Gin) $13.50 Cover $431.60 Pool roller $61 Sand (what a rip off) $440 2 x 30m Tapemeasures $30 Laser level $94 Cordless drill $150 Thermometer $13.45 Shed $365.003.7m x 1.52m Translucent roof $25 Poly tunnel 2” $230 Shade cloth $292.00 Metal 60mm cutter $10.66 More Dural fittings $4.76 Rope $33.00 Teflon tape $5 Black Pvc for lining sand $100 2” poly extra $11.89 Dural Irrigation $497.01 Bunnings silicon, rubber coupling $21.00 Glue $8.64 Reece $36 13mm poly for solar 1600m first lot $470 25mm pvc for water fall 1 only so far $9 Chlorine for emargancy $40 Extra costs later 2nd skimmer $220 More Dural fittings $97.51 Reece Solar PVC (cat9, so hope it will not blow $230 Replacement pump lowflow eco $189.00 Solar Pump 1hp $109 Solar Pump no 2 just incase no 1 breaks .5hp $54 Salt $7 /25kg bag, once a month (x12) per year; $77 Hydrochloric Acid $49 /20L, once a month (x12) per year; $588 Total Costs so far -EXCLUDING electricity and my investment of my 5kw Solar Panel System (at $14000 with NO reduction in electricity bill, only increase - this was a total waste, as my pump was a special low flow one, meaning it did not really ‘clean’ my pool, and I spent a lot of time sweeping by hand all the dead bacteria, as no creepcrawly would work on such a low flow pump. (can’t remember if I included the liner?) $23399.18 Also, it took over 12mths for all the parts to be supplied from Affordable pools – OVER 12MNTHS! See, this list of costs was stolen off my blog and online too – mmm, gee, I wonder why!! Oh, only because they over charged me in all these costs. Especially for the initial pool, John Kozur, as all the extras like the pump, skimmer, liner etc. was meant to be included, but pretty much nothing extra was included. Not to mention he forgot part of the order, then took off overseas for 3mnths for holiday, so I could not do anything that whole time. And when he got back, then he did not believe me, he thought I had made a mistake, as I was a woman. IDIOT. I had to take him to tribunal through a court so he could see, he made a mistake. He just refused to listened to me, a mere woman. His wife and kids must be fairly incompetant for him to think that all woman are incapable of building a simple lap pool. It’s just a process, it was easy. And actually, I’m not really a ‘go with the flow’ type of person, I like to do things my way, because I like to put time, effort and research into things I do. I like to choose environmentally friendly ways. I like to choose smart ways above cost cutting. I like to do things the proper way. That pool would have lasted 100 years plus+ such a waste. Secret misogynist landlord – punished for being single and not a home owner -he knew I would be leaving in 3yrs, as they were selling to Carters, but he said NOTHING. Arshole Arshole. (Reminds me of my cousin, the one who had ‘issues’ with his mum, and so but took out is anger of her, on me. David must have some ‘anger issues’ towards his wife – or possible, and more likely, his daughters.) And stop putting spelling mistakes in my writing to try and discredit me, computer nerd hackers. As I was building my pool, a neighbour or landlord, put a rock on top of my freshly compacted sand one evening after I had retired, under the newly laid Liner, Prob David Heywood; Neighbour put large rock on top of sand, under pool liner, after I had finished laying the black plastic, and left for the day. So, when I started laying the green liner the next morning, I did not see the rock, as when I checked it the day before, it was all perfect, no rocks at all. (ofcourse). This is such typical retarded stupid ‘little boy’ Australian attitude “we can’t have this girl outdraw us, so let’s muck up whatever she’s doing. TYPICAL arshole behaviour, typical male behavior. Your pathetic. I had 3 neighbours on that farm, they were Heath Barwick, David Heywood and Steve Carter - one of them did it. (BTW, I blame primary school teachers for most of the total dysfunction in society). Single woman persecution. 5. So, as a Child I was this Unbelievable Fussy Eater My Vege patch at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia, Jan 2011 Just look at me now! Actually, I found that growing my own vegetables organically, greatly improves the flavour of vegetables. In fact, I would never buy vegetables from the supermarket now, as the difference is quite extreme and especially the factor of going directly from garden to kitchen within a few hours, sometimes minutes, is probably the most notable difference in flavour. I did try some organic chicken from one of the chooks that was killed, but for me there was really no difference in the flavour. So, I figured as long as you grow your own veggies, then purchase (preferably organic grass fed) meat at the supermarket or butchers, you’ll be getting the maximum nutrition and flavour that you can get. Although I should mention when I had to move, and no longer had my veggie patch, aside from practically starving until I noticed purslane - thank God for purslane, purslane is a true superfood, seriously you should look it up, it’s so healthy, if you eat Purslane on a weekly basis, I’m pretty sure you won’t ever get sick from any nutrition related diseases, plus will fend off any bad cells (cancer). When I found this out, I started growing tubes of it to sell, but absolutely no-one in the Gladstone, Bundaberg, Gin Gin, Wide Bay area, wanted to buy any, I think Queenslanders are bunch of uneducated and unhealthy Australians. Anyway, what I was getting at, was these days they have new technology which enables food suppliers to preserve vegetables in a way that doesn’t change the taste too badly, like it did in the old days. I think it’s called snap freeze. I did try some peas that were snap frozen, but, I’m sorry, there’s just no way they compare to fresh homegrown peas from the garden, the size and the flavour is like chalk and cheese) So, as I considered my garden, and vegetable garden, where stolen from me, I also consider my good health stolen. FRESH VEGETABLES ARE VITAL IN NOT GETTING SICK. So back to my story of what I wanted to say; So as a child I was this unbelievable fussy eater. I would really give my mother a hard time, if I didn’t like something, I simply wouldn’t eat it, even if she spent hours cooking a fancy meal - if I didn’t like it, I would just REFUSE to eat it. My mother had no idea how to handle such a fussy child, as she used to cook good food, and take pride in knowing fancy cooking techniques. My mother didn’t believe in junk food or processed food. I mean she was actually pretty food savvy for her time (MLC graduate), and she was a total ‘health nut’, very conscious of how to be healthy, she got dad to grow fresh organic veges for the family. Plus, we lived out of town so there were no corner shops that we could go down and buy any sweets or treats, there was no Maccas back then either. But instead of my mother caving in and handing out sweet treats, ‘to shut the child up’ (like most bimbo mothers), she stuck to her guns and insisted we eat healthy. As a result I was slim and never got sick as a child ever and have an extremely good immune. If I was hungry out of mealtimes, then I can distinctly hear my mother’s voice still now, “Well, have a piece of fruit!” I didn’t feel I was starved in anyway, and it wasn’t my intention to be ‘skinny’ at all, and a lot of positive health benefits have come because of being thin. I was never sick as a child (mostly, read all later). I didn’t get the flue until I moved to Sydney as a fashion student (mistake moving to Sydney, the flue is a tell). My mother was naturally petite woman, and we 4 kids were all skinny too. But when I left for boarding school at age 11, the food situation got pretty dire, especially as I was so influenced by the older girls who were constantly telling me the food was so awful, and so, of course, if it was awful, I wasn’t going to even try it – 11yr old girls are not really known for their common sense, nor did I have any concept of needing nutrition, needing fuel for your body - actually today, now, I still get a little stumped by this, because back then I could easily skip meals, and it would not have ANY effect on me, I wouldn't feel giddy or dizzy, or weak. I could still run around the oval perfectly fine. However now at age 51, if I skip a meal, or if I'm even late for lunch, oh my gosh, my body starts going into like, little panic mode, and I get really dizzy and weak! I guess I just put it down to the young being strong, and as you get older you get weaker. Allthough I do eat a lot of sweet treats now, and plan on eating more; knowing about mum and her illness, health is not as important. The eating ritual back at school consists of 12 girls to a table, with 2 older girls at each end (I feel this is a TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE way for a young teen girl to be expected to eat right/ look after herself in this manner). Anyway, so basically at this junction in my life I was getting very thin. By the time year 8 came, I was skin and bone, it would have been a problem at this point, unbeknownst to me. But luckily, I believe, I had the hand of God come down out of the sky, and insinuate “if you want to survive this school, then you are a going to have to get tall” (unfortunately being small attracts bullies, another story…s.) So, this hand of God, came about in the form of my Aunt Di, and that year for Christmas, my aunt was staying with us, and she definitely noticed there was a problem, (it is easy for an outsider to look in on a situation and see what’s going on, they often have a much clearer view than someone who is close to the situation). So, she took me aside and proposed a deal with me, she said, “Emily since I’m a seamstress and can sew clothes and since you’re a young teenage girl who loves clothes, if you put on some weight, I will sew you a whole heap of clothes”. To me, this was just music to my ears, as I did love clothing, and I actually later graduated and went on into the fashion industry. But hearing this clear-cut deal, I made it my mission to eat, even though I was fussy, there was some foods I did like, so I picked those things out and ate unbelievable amounts of food – like, at lunch, we were served a plate of bread, and you could eat as much as you want, so, I would have at least 10 slices of bread every day for lunch. I mean I would really eat as much as I could, and I was always going back to the kitchen for seconds, all the kitchen ladies knew me!! The other girls noticed it, because I was literally the skinniest girl in the school yet, I was consuming volumes if not mountains of food, some of them went nuts with jealousy (back then it was still desirable to be unhealthily thin, and I want to mention there is this stigma about not being greedy, and being ladylike -these rules need to be thrown out the window, young growing girls need to eat as much, if not more than their dads.) So, I did put on some weight and went from being a very very skinny girl to just a slim trim and terrific girl. There was a huge added bonus; because I was always one of the shortest girls in the class, (all my life, short - oompaloompa) suddenly when I started eating (it was year nine), I had this phenomenal growth spurt and I shot right up and became tall (!). So I really believe now, looking back, when I see short people, I think maybe they did not have an aunt who proposed such a deal to them in their teen days, and are thus slightly ‘stunted’ from lack of nutrition. They didn’t know how important it was to eat right. Especially back then, diet wasn’t as big a thing as it is now. Nutrition is fundamentally important, I believe it (and fun exercise) also is responsible for waking the ‘Sleeping Beauty’ phenomenon - a young girl cannot be fully aware of what is going on around her, if she does not have proper nutrition and activities. I also believe adequate diet in childhood (including in the womb) contributes to intelligence/comprehension, commonsense and civility. IT IS VERY IMPORTANT, life is about food! Oh, and if you’re a mum racking your brain with a problem in your family, and you can’t figure out what to do about it, just mention it to family or friends, it is the key. Someone may just have an offhand remark, and the problem may be sorted. {btw, mum didn’t understand little things like, if she had of served the salad individually, and not with salad dressing, I would’ve quite happily eaten it. I didn’t have a pallet for vinegar when I was young, especially the commercial bottles that she used to buy, there was no such thing as balsamic back then, and mayonnaise – yuk, I still refuse to eat that, its whipped oil – so horrid!!!}. Also, it is normal for kids to be fussy, so they can have a chance to discover new foods as they go get older, on their life journey. If they couldn’t make these new discoveries, then unsatisfaction in their meals would ensue! Did you know I never liked caramel when I was young – too sweet ! can you believe that (now, Lindt Caramel Square Milk Bag!! mmm). Also, I recommend not allowing kids to have tomato sauce or soft drinks, that way you can keep their palettes pure – no excess sugar or salt. BTW, I think there were 1 or 2 times when I was accused of being greedy by people who did not know me to well. Now, I basically went through my whole teenage years as a thin stick person, so I hate to think what it’s like for someone who’s of normal weight or even over, and healthy, for they dare not reach for a second or third biscuit, in case they have some non-thinking woman (usually somebody else’s thoughtless mother) jumping on their back about how greedy they are. I feel I need to write about my body weight too, and the effect that a virus has on person of slight frame. I have always been slim, and petite, and extremely healthy, never sick as a child. But if you examine my body a little further, you’d noticed that the top half of me is what is petite, but I have quite long and big legs with strong ankles. Actually, my bottom half looks kind of normal, whereas the top half of me has always been petite; slim shoulders, slim hips (although I have quite a large chest due to my swimming days of my youth). So, anyway, after I got infected with a virus at the nursing home, (due to burning my throat with hydrochloric acid whist cleaning, and destroying the immune‘s first port of call DAMMIT!) the virus really affected the top half of me, pretty much, it felt like every part of the top half of me has changed, and is now weak from the virus, whereas my legs are just the same now as they were before. I truly believe it’s because the top half of me was so petite, it wasn’t strong enough to handle the virus, unlike my legs (I would have a hefty kick you wouldn’t believe!). A good spot to add this observation – over the years, as an adult, I have noted, that I have some complete idiot retarded moron, who sometimes, starts revving his/her motorbike (in the past it has been other modes of transport) but at the moment it’s a motorbike, and they start revving it and racing it up and down my outside my house, - I’ve noticed this happens when I haven’t eaten in a few hours. Like being late for lunch or dinner is somehow driving this idiot complete stranger nuts? I mean there are way worse things than skipping a meal. For instance, I’ve just relocated, and have had to do all the heavy lifting by myself, and I can assure you, for a petite, that’s way worse than skipping a meal. It does long-term damage to my body, and it causes nerve damage. So that idiot needs to get a grip on reality, and mind his/her own business. Who do you think you are? I’ll tell you; you are no one to me. Oh, and sometimes I note, my neighbour will hang around at their home until I go to eat, then they leave - this happens a lot, at Gin Gin, and I just noticed here aswell. Not a coincidence – MIND YOUR OWN GODDAM business, you little cretin with no thoughts of your own. 6. The cunning plans of Mother Nature; Sneaky yet brilliant little camelian weeds and my Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical plant story Purchased some carnation seed from an eBay seller. I grew them and it turned out to be this little white flower which was a weed. The foliage was very similar to carnations. I’m guessing this grew amongst the sellers carnations -when she went to collect the seed it was caught as well, she did not notice. The foliage looks so the same, and I’ve ended up with a weed. I find weeds can do this – it is a bit of a mother nature magic trick. They are very sneaky and cunning; you can grow something out in you vege patch or flower bed, and then suddenly, an extremely similar looking plant pops up, right next to it, and you’ve got to look twice as you’re doing the weeding, “is that a weed or another seedling?” And wonder where on earth that weed came from, that looks almost identical to my flower – which btw, are usually exotics from other countries, plus, my garden out at Rangari had never been inhabited before. So where did the seed come from? Indeed, it is like mother nature and that weed, had a mischievous plan to trick the gardener so it can grow there, and tried not be diligently weeded like all the other weeds. I want to add, as a gardener, this has happened no less than 3 times on 3 different plants!! I recall when I was at school, sharing a dorm with another girl, she had a plant, and I had read that plants can respond to classical music. So I went and chased down the flavour of the month music at that particular time, which happened to be Andrew Lloyd Webber‘s Cats the musical, and we played it to this plant softly, all day while we were at school. We raced home to see if anything had happened, I kid you not, her plant had grown a 30cm shoot, a single stem straight up into the air!! We kept it on the following day, and again another 10cm worth of growth on that stem, the following day another 5cm. This plant just seem to be growing this single stem shoot, straight up into the air, there didn’t appear to be any leaves on it, it was a little odd looking, but that was proof as far as we’re concerned, they do respond to music! 7. Am I the type of person that is a victim, and Tricia Chook Show Story I want to write down a little part of my personality, because with all this bullying and thievery that goes on, I really feel like a victim, and that got me thinking, do I have the type of personality that people bully? Or is it purely a rumour, wrong information, reputation thing. I think this story might clarify. At one point in my life, I had chooks, huge big chook yard down the paddock. I had a rooster, the biggest rooster you have ever seen, big white one. He used to guard the chooks fiercely. After a while, he started attacking me when I checked for eggs. I would kick him away, but he would persist, and keep attacking me, and so with each time he attacked me, I would kick a little harder, at first only a gentle push, then harder with each attack, but he just kept on persisting, until finally he copped a blow that was quite hard, I wasn’t holding back at that point, sick of being attacked, it was him or me. I knew if he attacked one more time, I would kill him with the next kick. In that moment the rooster finally got the message, that he would die if he kept attacking me, so he stopped and I didn’t ever have any more problems with him, until the foxes sadly got him. But I had to basically use brute force against this small animal to try and get him to stop attacking me, it was the ONLY WAY. Brute Force. So, there is a part of my personality; if you attack me enough, eventually you’re going to get clobbered. How many times do I get attacked by stupid little dogs? Stupid little dogs. I have to mention on my blog that I often am followed around by blonde bimbos – dogs – this is just what a stray dog would do, so I call them dogs – (you have made you own bed bimbos - I know there are some people, women in particular, who would get offended if they hear me call a woman a dog. Maybe when I was younger in my 20’s, I may have been offended too, but with my life experience now of those women, the word ‘dog’ is like a nice word, considering what they really like. I should add, I had many girl friends at school with blonde hair! I did not think them stupid! Lol, and have encounted many blondes with many brains in my time. I did get charged by a bull once, but the bull was really mad, because he had got stuck in my large chook yard, and I was trying to get him out, but he was refusing, I was chasing him around for ages in the middle of the night ,and pitch black, with my torch. So, he charged me, I ducked behind the large fig tree in there, and picked up a bit of Rio rod, so if he charged me anymore, his eye would be taken out. So instead of charging me, (- this cow could read the situation), he went over next to me, where my large rosemary plant was growing, and he put his whole head down at the base of the plant and lifted the plant up by its roots, and threw it aside! {naughty little bull}. He knew perfectly well that was my rosemary plant, he totally knew what he was doing too. This is how pissed off he was. So, then I realised he was pissed off because he must not know where to get out, he couldn't see how he had gotten in - through a hole in the fence that he had created, he couldn't find the hole again, so I had to go and find the hole and kind of rip it open so it was large and big, so he could get find it easily, when I did that he walked out straight away - he had had enough of me! I tried to find the Chook Show Story, but it is missing, maybe my microsoft search has stopped working? But, in case it has been deliberatley removed, I thought possibly another nail on the head situation, and I need to write about it in more detail; As you know I kept chooks on the farm, one day there was a chook show in Gunnedah, with all sorts of breeds on display and for sale, those people are called “chook fanciers”!! J So off I went and as I was walking around the big shed, I noticed something odd, I believe it was the reaction from other people behind me, slight laughter slight condescension that I did not know, that someone was following me. I turned around and there was this girl literally following me, I had caught her in the act, I stared at her, and it took a moment before she realized she was ‘sprung’, it was like she had done it before, and on a regular basis, and she had never been seen before. So, then she took off. That bloody girl looked like Samantha Coulton’s little sister, (Trisha) a girl from school, Trisha was in the year below me, she had friends in Gunnedah who I was friends with. Actually, I remember when Tricia was expelled; the next year, our form went on an excursion to Sydney, one day we were sent down to a different school to check out their new indoor pool (someone must have been campaigning for a new NEGS pool! Just as a sidebar: I know one of mom's friends, single-handedly raised enough money for her son's school to get a new indoor pool! So, there are many parents who really feel like their child's school is a big part of their community, and I guess they feel 'indebted' to them, for taking care of their children.) Anyway, what I specifically remember though, is that was the school that Trisha ended up at. And she must've heard NEGS girls were coming, and she had come out to the bus area. But all the other girls in front of me just completely passed by Tricia and snubbed her when she said hello - it was quite revolting, I couldn't believe it, like they knew perfectly well who she was, it's not like they didn't see her, (as sometimes it's the case in my experience!), but I saw her, so I said hello. Possibly maybe she interpreted this later as ‘please follow me around wherever I go’?! But, I felt like a ‘hello’ was required at the time. And I found it extraordinary how those girls in my year, my peers, had decided that Tricia must be a bad person because she was expelled - like they hadn't really thought about the possibility that some stupid little Nazi bitch had gone on a power trip and expelled her, or she had just made a mistake, as young girls do. Instead, they just automatically shunned her - it's quite disgusting. Its stupid infact, woman are bloody stupid - it goes right back to the Witches of Salem story – that stupid mentality of casting aside – or killing in those times, women they did not like, or understand. I should add, I do not know why she was expelled. But if it was for stealing then I guess it would be okay……. But as she had been at that school since kindy, it must have been something bad?? So many problems with girls in that year; before I mention Gina Burn at the dentist story, Emma Finylason with her thievery and lying; why are they obsessed with me? Oh, that’s right it was from going to church twice a week and being tortured on the hard wood kneelers. Btw, Samantha, in my year, was the Miss Perfect type, she was a school prefect and was always serious and studious, Trisha on the other hand, was expelled when she was in year 11. Both those girls were at that boarding school from kindy, so you know they are going to have problems that stem from parental neglect. Btw, I have noted there are people in life who look like other people, I have determined that once a upon a time, there were several families formed, and from those families, all people today exist. And it’s like many people today resemble each of those existing families, with specific traits and ‘looks’ specific to it. So, there was also another girl I knew who looked like she came from the ‘same back in the day family’ as Tricia. And this was a girl I used to nanny in Wahroonga, looking back, they were spitting image, although definatly not related so far as I know. So, I guess it could have been that girl at the chook show? Can’t remember her name now, her mother’s name was Sarah Peatie, but, I recall, seeing her brother in Gunnedah, possibly that whole family, they were walking down near the river flats as I drove past! No idea why they would have been in Gunnedah, possibly passing through. Unfortunatly, I can’t recall if it was at the same time as the chook show?? So, it may have been her, and not Trica? Poor Tricia, no, I think it was Tricia! I know I am also a victim when it comes to bullies trying to inflict pain and injury on me, in passive aggressive ways; just like girls who follow me – passive aggressive. Then other people that can see I am being followed, they then have no respect for me, and treat me as such. Aswell, I have bullies at Drs trying to ‘not allow’ me to get treatment. Jessica White – fuck off you stupid little dog – it may have been her involved with the ‘hole in shoe’ sabotage to try and get me to put on weight? She was in involved in the black tooth incident over xmas that time. I would say she is probably on cocaine; she knows she is greedy and she is evil. Maybe she needs it in writing. Although I was told a lot of my problems I have with other women, “little girls”, are the result of my looks; girls who are not pretty get “cast” as baddies then treated as such. Well, I certainly know the police do this. And all the people who have ban me online. Stupid computer nerds I guess. By the way I believe they’re trying to do something about the attitude towards excluding people for medical treatment, in Australia EVERYBODY is legible for Medicare rebates and if you have a Health Care Card, ALL medical appointments are FREE if you go to a bulk billing clinic. (Except for Physio, Chyro, and Massage -which I am trying to campaign them to include in ‘medical world’. The fact that they don’t especially include Chyro is ridiculous, in my experience Chyros are much better at perceiving the body than a GP doctor. Understatement. Some people, especially old men Dr’s and Dentists, have issues (problems) with old people and unemployed people receiving FREE medical treatment. Like they hate the concept of welfare. Weird – how clueless are they? We have welfare in this country. It is to stop poverty. That’s the way it is. That’s the way the government has decided it should be, it has been this way ever since I started paying attention at age 18, so, even before that too! J They have set X amount of money aside, ready for those people when they’re in need. It seems to work in my opinion, although there is identity theft and fraud related to it. So ‘the powers that be are trying to change people’s attitude about it BTW, (much to Centrelink’s dismay), this attitude adjustment should’ve been brought about 20 years. So little girls wake up, if you had targeted anyone else but me, you most likely would have been kicked in the head a long time ago. {I personally believe bullies have a distinct instinct about targeting someone, who they know will not kick back}. 8. Water Cooler AND BOTTLE STOLEN from Gunnedah Art Gallery Women Behaving in Non-Thinking Dogged Zombie Ways This was stolen along with the water bottle, from the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery one monthly meeting, stolen, I am pretty sure by a predominant elderly volunteer who works there, Shirly Urquhart, (no conviction) who was only other person in the room. Such STUPIDTY. What is it with women who steal, “oh, don’t like her, don’t like their hair, don’t like how happy they are or how right they are – so just steal something from them, that will make me feel better” - that must be their stupid brain thought? (I have witnessed this on several occasions now by various women, often 50+). And when I mentioned this to another board member, she refused to believe that she stole it. I find this extraordinary, how these bully thieves have everyone fooled. You know ‘bad people’ are not the weirdos in society who are usually found sitting alone in the corner, it’s always the ‘popular’ and well liked, usually well-paid ones that are the real nasties. Now, I’m going to put up a little ugly story here, because with all my postings of the items that have gone missing stolen or situations that I’ve talked about on the Internet publicly, I keep going on about the bloody female dogs, I find them such a big part of my life, as they follow me about everywhere I go, and no one talks about it and a lot of people do not seem to understand what I’m talking, about, so, this little story is to show you exactly what I mean, because one day, I caught a dog on camera! -behaving in full-on dog fashion, right on camera. It was by chance that my car cam was on. I was parked outside the art gallery in Gunnedah I just been inside to try and sort out a problem about my artwork, the organizer Eileen, in there was being difficult. So just after I walked out, this girl Barbera came out chasing after me (she works next door to the art gallery which also is adjoined to the art gallery, in the cinema, she works there as a paid worker (everyone in the art gallery is a volunteer and doesn’t get paid) so she, you would think knows what’s going - although after this experience I’m not sure she really knows much about anything. So, I was in my car about to leave and she just started full on harassing me, it was really disgusting bullying behavior that no one would believe it if I told them what happened, (even though this kind of thing happens to me all the time, I mean ALL THE TIME. I am well used to it - since writing about it, magic! bimbos across Australia are waking up). But she was going on and on in this bitchy nonsensical dog like territorial fashion – but she was Eileen’s dog, do you see? So the diesel car finally was ready to go, and I started to reverse back, I looked at her face and she had this puzzlement expression on her face like she couldn’t understand what she was doing there and what she had been talking about - it was truly like she was in a zombie state just harping on and on, like fighting with me about nothing, as I actually had absolutely no relationship with this girl at all, I don’t know her except by name and the fact that she worked in the cinema - I do recall once, attending the cinema a few years prior, to watch “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” but when we all got there, she said it was unavailable and we have to watch this other movie which was absolutely ridiculous, so I probably thought in the back of my mind she was a little incompetent, but, I don’t hold that kind of thing against people, because a lot of people, women, in Gunnedah who are pretty much incompetent. So anyway, I had forgotten that the camera was on and remembered it two weeks later, so and I went to get the TF card and take a little look at what had happened, and it was unbelievable, unbelievable, the dogs had stolen the TF card, the lengths that the dogs will go to protect themselves is break and enter, thieving, and bully behavior. I’m bloody sick of it and now I’m naming names, now, I take my camera everywhere, so if you want to do this bully behavior, be prepared to be humiliated on YouTube....for all eternity, because I won’t be letting anyone steal my TF card in the future. It will be instant upload. (I uploaded a phone conversation, where the girl was harassing me with multiple calls, and she sounded totally sly, a week later I listened to it on YouTube, and it had been edited, so she just sounded normal – that girl was anything but normal. (They change bits in good movies too, like the running girl scene in Hairspray). I’ve got something further to say about this kind of absent-minded chitchat that a lot of girls seem to enter into, amongst other things, I believe this loss of focus, is caused from a lack of nutrients, and not because maybe they are hungry or they skipped dinner, I’m talking about from the very beginning, in the womb. If the mother wasn’t getting enough to eat back then, or enough of the needed essential nutrients, then that causes slight brain development problems. I’ve come to this conclusion from observing a litter of seven cats from birth to death. What I noticed is that the firstborn cat was an outstanding hunter, fully aware, and very precise and clever in his tactics, he was also naturally confident and outgoing (and I’m pretty sure he had a sense of humor!) He was intelligent and not reflective. Then what I noticed was that each cat after that was a little bit like that but a little bit less so, and by the time you got down to the seventh cat, her personality was quite the opposite of the firstborn very shy, very timid, very scared (she was afraid of shadows), quite reflective, especially in her older years, and not outgoing at all, infact she never ventured outside for the first 4 yrs of her life, and obviously at first when she was born, she was very tiny. Now, I have to point out, the mother was a stray Tabby rescue cat, and as far as I was concerned, she was going off to the vets at six months old to be desexed, so at age of 5 months when she started getting a bit fat, I actually thought in my naïveté, that she was putting on weight and I actually cut back her food, which obviously turned out to be a huge mistake as she was pregnant, I soon discovered she was, I increased her food, and after the kittens were born, I fed all the cats very well, they had lean kangaroo meat twice a day, and expensive type of biccies that I’m hoping were all good (I know the cheaper types are terrible, you may as well be feeding them cardboard). Now, I thought well, you know, maybe that’s how it is for a cat, but a human who doesn’t carry seven but instead just one at a time, may be different (with the 1st born/2nd/3rd….,) but after thinking and observing about it some more over the years, I’ve decided it’s exactly the same, and any women that has more than 2 kids been just plain dumb, and asking for health problems (why do you think they number each sibling on your Medicare card, Doctors know about the difference.) 9. Strange and Unexplained Netflix Phenomenon As I have mentioned, any strange nuisance things that happen to me; when I write about it on my blog, often it suddenly stops! what a bonus of a blog - even if it’s something that’s been happening for years and years and years and I’ve never mentioned it to anyone. Like the little bimbo dogs who follow me around and harass me from the street GONE! Well, some of them, I seem to still have car hoons, trucks, neighbours, weird Chinese guy, weird couples, and well, actually a lot, but the harassment from bimbos has been greatly reduced when I go out. So, this photo story is along those lines, this is something that happens, it’s not as annoying as banging and tapping, or being harassed from the street, but I’m not sure they should be doing it. And I am adverse to any beeping in movies and shows! (Please get some creative street sounds) So, what happens, every time I purchase some fabric, of one of my designs, then a show or movie on Netflix appears that has a scene with a similar looking fancy wallpaper or fabric, and then after the scene has ended, there’s always a car that starts madly beeping - it’s happened quite a few times, and it’s too many times to be a coincidence. I have no idea why they would do this, aside from the fact that they just want to show off their own designs. Or maybe they are ‘copying’ my designs? Or maybe they are saying, there is already similar design to yours? Who knows? Some of them, indeed, are definitely quite beautiful, but not always. Some of my designs are quite stunning! (but not always!) It may be related to my photo story “when you see what you want - ask for it, you just never know” on p2 in Life Stories? At any rate, I feel those people, are perverts prying into my life in an unwanted manner. I’m going to continue to sell my fabrics on RB, even though the little dogs would like to sabotage me! My beautiful fabrics are available on my website at https://www.redbubble.com/people/emilybieman/shop The one above is my personal favourite this month, it’s called “Pandorea jasminoides Clusters” I have to come back in 2025 and add to this one. I wrote this in 2021, and since, I have had huge problems with Netflix, and some of the people who work in this industry, so much so that I do not watch it any more, and never will. I had a lot of items stolen and I believe it was related to the dogs who work at Netflix little perverts, and kids of actors. Spoilt little entitled brats who really, belong in jail. (I have written about their thieving antics on my blog already) And in retrospect, I think they also might've had something to do with helping Sharon Morgan, back at the beginning of 2020: so unspeakable I'm not even going to mention it again here. {They could see the accusations coming, and were trying to save themselves in advance. lol}. And like, if say, I travel up to the city to do some errands, I noted for the next week or so, I have bimbos doing reflections of the places I went to. Just weird. I really like watching movies, I have a heaps of favourite people on television and actors/ actresses. Some of them are just fantastic people, some who you know, have never had a care in the world, and as a result they're just awesome (!), especially when they are young (I find as people get older they tend to get more pissed off, especially divorcées.) There have been many AMAZING movies. AMAZING story telling. Genius people. But, there are some, who are just revolting. They're so obnoxious, they're so arrogant, they're so stupid, they are such thieves. There are some who are TOTAL sexually depraved PERVERT idiots. Now I don't personally know anyone who works in the television or movie industry, primarily based in America anyway. There are some Australian shows but due to the thieving and disrespectful female dogs, I try to avoid those ones. I have noticed a trend of actors using the media to add personal messages, either to someone they know, or to the general community. I sometimes see they very obviously interrupt my viewing to put in their own personal message. Half the time they do it, I feel like their manner in which they portray their message is so personal, like I they want to talk to me personally, they want to engaging me in conversation and connect with me. (This is a tactic they use for product placement – add people to do. ) I get really annoyed at this. REALLY. Who do you think you are? Why would they think I would want to connect with them personally - without knowing anything about them, you know like, what kind of person they are; are they kind and honest, that kind of thing??? I just want to through the phone at them. I am old and wise now, most people are not kind and honest, especially ones from big cities, and ones that do not know me. And it seems to be getting worse as the years progress, like some people on Netflix are just complete dick heads. D-i-c-k-h-e-a-d-s. BEEP OFF. I DO NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU. 10. The Secret - Rhode Island Red Evil Chook Story So, this Rhode Island red chook is evil !! One day this chook spotted an evil opportunity to inflict great pain on me! She managed to woo me over to an area in the Chook tunnel, where they were plum tree thorns - and I trod on one, it went through my shoe and into my foot ,causing pain and ongoing infection. The other time is a little harder to explain, so I won’t, but suffice to say a rod fell over, tripping me on cement, hurting my knee. Now, if you can get your head around this, I believe this chook was doing reflections from some girl or someone (not entirely sure who) but it wasn’t me. Btw, I asked the girl at Gordon Barry at Gunnedah for an Isa Brown Chook, and what does she give me? a Rhode Island Red! I suspect this chook was from a female evil chook owner from NEGS. I believe there is a girl from school, NEGS, who is a little obsessed with me, because she can see that I have a certain effect on some people, a positive effect, and I can inspire positive outcomes, say, people being pleasant and good natured to me. And this ‘incenses’ is her, it enrages her because she’s jealous – so no grievances with me, just jealousy, as she cannot do the same. And so, she arranges a whole heap of horrible things to happen to me, and this “wrong chook” is one of them. It could be Charlotte Powel, I’m not entirely sure. (I put a call out in my new local area at Gin Gin to see if someone could please come around and have her head cut off -but do you think any man in Gin Gin could stand up and do the task ? NO! What a bunch of wussies) it is not the actual killing part that I’m referring to when I mention wussies. By the way, I already had a sore foot, and actually, I personally believe, that my chook could see the weakness in my foot, which is why it saw this evil opportunity. This is very typical behaviour in a chookpenn; if there’s any weakness in their group, then they will often attack and kill the week one, in order to get its food. I feel birds in general have a sense of sussing out weakness. I know they knew when any of my five cats were going to die. I also think there are a lot of girls who have not quite fully evolved from chook in to human, as they also do this – pick on the weak or weakness. (After my arms developed ‘old age’ problem, some girl suggested whenever I go outside now, to cover my arms, just in case!) oh, and while chooks have a basic understanding of “no more you, me for me”, a typical Australian bimbo mother has no understanding of this concept and just keeps ‘popping’ them out - without thinking. On a typical wage, no woman or couple can afford to have more than 2 kids, it’s a plain and simple fact. Infact I would go further and state no woman or couple can have kids at all as housing and protein is too expensive. As a side bar, when I was living on the Culls farm, I built a huge chook yard, it was the size of a tennis court! I didn’t have a nesting box, but there was kind of tin box that had been fashioned into some refuge for them, so for their laying nest, I decided to cover the roof with collections of human hair, that I collected from the hairdresser!! I got about six huge garbage bags full, of human hair!! I had collected from Addicted To Hair in Gunnedah! So actually, thank you, to them for collecting all the hair for me! So, all that hair squashed down was perfect for the chooks, they loved it, plus I had fashioned a kind of a little roof canopy over, so they didn’t get wet. And when I collected my eggs every day, I didn’t have to bend down, there they were, directly in front of me on this lovely soft cushion of hair!! I also thought later what to do with all that hair, and it would make excellent cob, in mud, instead of straw - for a lovely fine smooth texted wall!! I want to say here, having chooks was brilliant, I couldn’t understand why more people with backyards didn’t have their own chooks. Not only was it much cheaper, but they were much healthier, with a healthy yellow yoke, instead of the supermarket pale yoke ones. (And in my opinion tasted better) - that of course was back before free range eggs came into the supermarkets. I had five cats, so I would also give my cats egg yolks every now and again, they loved an egg yolk. And every year I had to come up with car rego money, so I would go through this 3-month period of alternating between ‘normal food‘ one day and then eggs the other, so eggs with rice, eggs on toast, maybe eggs with vegetables, depending on if anything was in season! This tactic saved me a lot of money, and I could afford to purchase my rego - totally worthwhile having chooks. (btw, eggs are very healthy, they have all the nutrients in them that one needs to get through the day – they are perfectly balanced) I have to add back then the chooks I purchased were $8-11, and laid for 3-4yrs, whereas the very last pair of chooks I purchased, the Isa Browns, only laid for 2yrs, and they were $18 each, plus $25 a bag of feed every 2mnths, plus they need ‘greens’ in the middle of a drought - it was starting to be more and more pricey to keep chooks. (Free range eggs in supermarket $4.50 a dozen, so actually cheaper after my cats died to not have chooks) 11. Ebay Nazis now, after 5yrs of selling - ebay rated POWER SELLER - 1300 positive feedbacks - BUT THEY STILL ban ME OMG, yet another online account I have been kicked out of in 2020 by persacutery nazi dogs Chat conversation: 8:42am Suraj has joined the conversation Suraj Hello Emily, I can certainly understand that you are concerned about the account restriction/suspension. I hope you are receiving my messages. Emily It says my account has been suspended, not deleted, I see you deleted my other account, but I have had this farmplantsandseeds2015 account since 2015, I have sold thousands if Australian seeds, and I have 1300 positive feedbacks, I strongly feel and know you have made a mistake. Suraj As previously mentioned, this suspension/restriction is permanent. You will not be able to participate in any buying and/or selling activities on eBay. In addition, any other accounts you own, or that are associated with this account, will also be suspended/restricted. While we know this is not the response you wished to receive, there is no further opportunity for appeal on this decision. My designs on Redbubble 12. Typical Day for Me here at Gin Gin Typical Day for Me here at Gin Gin Lately, whenever I start a new work project (today it was my timber planter for Etsy- just putting the finishing touches on it!) I have my own personal plane that flies over - North to South or South to North. This has been an ongoing thing for years, since I lived at Rangari. The pilot is a mongrel. And, it is akin to my neighbours who used to make noises whenever I went outside (read my photo story “Finally, some normalcy when I walk outside into the garden.”) You know I grew up on a farm, where there were no planes, no trucks, no cars, and no people, in fact it was awesome. And then I also lived at Rangari farm for 10 years, again with no trucks or cars - although unfortunately in this period I did have planes. While I want this story to be strictly about my planters, and any activity I commence, coinciding with planes and or either verbal or other sound harassment from outside; a problem most people would NOT understand, nor have to deal with. There is one other thing that is going on here in my typical day, and that is the washing issue. Since we are in year nine a nine year drought, there is literally no water here at Gin Gin, kookaburra Park. The lake has dried up, and there's no connected town water, so unless you have at least 4 very large tanks connected to your property, you will have run out of water - so everybody here has run out of water. I don't know if this is too icky to mention, but in regards to my bedsheet and duvet, I have had to simply leave them, I can't wash them. The last wash was 3 months ago! And I have to say, they've kind of passed the stage of feeling icky and now it like feels normal! But I am really hoping it rains soooon. (And no, I cannot go to a laundromat; have you not been paying attention at all on my blog? do you not understand what happens when I go anywhere yet? - Actually, I'm not even sure there is one in Gin Gin). After moving further North, the planes have somewhat ceased. HOORAY. Occasionally I still hear one, but living this close to neighbours, I think that plane feels he/she can no longer get away with flying over me constantly. MONGREL. Although as per typically now, last night at 330am thereabouts, a car just drives in and sits outside my unit for 10minutes or so, until I am fully awake, (with the help of Neville, my 72yr old bikey neighbour who wakes me up with coughing sounds from his phone app). Then when I look out the window at them, they leave. MONGRELS. WAKE UP POLICE AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT MONGRELS. I don't think the police can even see the mongrels little alone to do something about them! Society is completely backwards as far as I'm concerned. It's like I'm living in the ice age still when it comes to conscious awareness of the ugly human nature. Update 2025, at a new location, which is not in a very built-up area, but still is in suburbia, I have planes again, they have started harassing me quite regularly. Every evening, every morning, mostly, and always on Saturday morning too. Here, it does not seem to be work/activity related?? Don't ask me why they harass me, they are completely nuts; You know, Centrelink demand that I show them my end of financial year tax statements and balance sheets showing all incomes. If I didn't provide it then they would cut my money and do worse. BTW, my planters, see above, did not sell well at all! So, I just stick to seeds and plants 13. Re-creations Mmm! I do enjoy watching a good drama! Including this one, (6 Feet Under) even though there’s dogs on this show now (repeats on Binge), too bad. Least all episodes are included this time around – interesting amazing story line. But, so, what the dogs do, is they find something out of my past, and they kind of recreate it, or more, remind me of it, and do signs - it’s not really obvious to most people watching, but I know there are a lot of others who can see plain as day. It seems to be a type of humiliation game for the dogs in the entertainment industry. I also mentioned it on “Look alikes or doubles from TV Movie Agents in Australia” on p4. (Btw, if you say this is what certain people within the Tv/Movie do to Mental Health sector, and many other sectors, they will call you crazy – they are completely STUPID, and blind as bats). But many Tv/Movie people give themselves away quite happily. Some of the ‘re-creations’ are absolutely disgusting. When they recreate the past, they often manipulate it, so they don’t really stick to the truth, or they are bias. Dogs who play sides. Its total manipulation. Oooh nooo, nothing annoying about that in the middle of a story line. They gets things WRONG all the time. And often feels like a witch hunt with false accusations like back in the day, The Witches Of Salem. Beat it! and get a life you stupid dogs. The show Virgin River does it too – more reflections. L Reflections - this is what someone who is really stupid does. Maybe you should think about that, think about how you can take control of your own thoughts, rather than do somebody else’s reflections. I’m bloody offended and enraged by stupid little bimbos doing reflections. Skank off, you stupid little dogs. BEEP BEEP SOUND EDITORS BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP (they are on Youtube too, ABC news) 14. Art Ban on Australian website Redbubble I sell my designs on RedBubble, not that I’ve sold much, but I want to take this opportunity to express my disgust for the coward people who run this website, (according to wiki: Barry Newstead, Peter Styles and Paul Vanzella) Even though this is website hasn’t ‘banned’ me – they threaten to; The only reason they have not, is because I have my textile designs on here only. I do not have my photos of real life, and my real-life stories, which some most definitely falls under the category of art – art imitating life. And this is an ART website! I did post one picture, one that I felt was way too important not to, regarding psychological abuse that goes on in primary schools by teachers, {“Bully teachers in Australian public primary schools”, P1}, and they instructed me to remove it otherwise they will delete my account. So, you know, as far as internet goes, if I can’t even put my art on an artistic website, absolute shame on them, shame on this country shame, shame on Australia for not equipping people to be able to deal with the truth (so shame on Morning Television shows too). COWARDS Australia: Hickleberry Bully country. Also, according to wiki, someone put up on RB, a comical strip about Nazis, obviously having a go at them, making fun of their monstrous ways, and the bloody Jewish people complained about it, even though, if they have properly understood the comic strip it is plain obvious that they’re making fun of Nazis, trying to portray how WRONG THEY ARE, and taking the Jewish side, so to speak. Yet it was the Jewish people that put in a complaint: silly Jews; you know, they just must have seen the word NAZIS, and totally flipped out, unable to comprehend anything else, just like how a person hears someone’s tone, rather than hear what they are actually saying (stoopid people do this). You know one ought to make people conscious of the nazi personality. You cannot change something if you are not aware of it. This is how positive (non-scary) change comes about – social consciousness. Also, I was later contacted by RedBubble, who said if my controversial photo story involved ‘psychological abuse’ that goes on in primary schools by teachers WHO WERE WHITE PICKING ON BLACK STUDENTS, then they would have allowed it. UNBELIEVABLE 15. My Experience with the Gunnedah Creative Art Gallery in Chandos St – committee; Eileen Mair, Shirley Urquhart, Louise Baker, Barb, Fonda Blackwell. Stole my good pen, first change over day. Stole my eski cooler and drink bottle on my first meeting. Stole my artwork labels. Vandalized my mannequin on display, removed it from display. Did not pay me for cards sold, then paid reduced amount, and not say anything about incorrect invoice. Omitted to email me dates / changeovers / rosters. Accused me of nuisance harassment when I asked for dates and who decides the changeover dates. (Louise – you fucking idiot. I literally had no contact with any of those people for about 2mnths, (I failed to turn up at the monthly meeting once) so, no contact at all, except when I asked one of the girls for the dates of the art gallery change over times! Nuisance! WAKE THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID DOG, “Oh some girl I hardly know asked me a question! -she’s harassing me, she’s harassing me.” I just want to point out the difference between someone who has mental health problems and someone who is just plain stupid. THIS ONE IS plain stupid. Told me my artwork will not be hung (it actually was, but I was told it was really hard?) what the? Just being difficult and antagonistic – stupid women. Refused to answer any questions about weight maximums for hanging. (Eileen, cunt) Are you all zombies? What is wrong with you? Get a grip, it isn’t WW3. The art gallery is a place of creativity - NOT War! All those bitchy women involved ought to be truly ashamed of themselves – Council has since put a man in there, as a fulltime position, maybe they will be more balanced now. Little birdy told me that the Barraba Art Gallery ladies were much worse!! Also, I noticed when I was at one of the meetings, that most attending where women, except two men, and the women responded to the men, in this most strange manner - it was like they were literally, and what I term “man worshippers”, doting on these men in unrealistic ways. I was kind of amused by it, and glad I was not blinded by men! Later on, I needed to get some art work in there for an exhibition, but I didn’t want to drive all the way in, and David my landlord happened to be out at my place, so I told David about all the women at the art gallery how they were “man worshippers”, and so then he didn’t mind when I asked him if he might take my artwork in - on the back of his motorbike! He wanted to be around “man worshippers”, so he was glad to do it!! J I did not usually ask anything of David or Brenda, but I could not resist the opportunity as it presented. I do wonder what happened when he got there! Was he “man worshipped!” I notice now, in 2022, there is notable “Abo Worshipping” going on, on the ABC, and SBS, and, yes, in unrealistic ways. If you empower a little bitch, she will just turn in to a big bitch. True of all little bitches. I found that certain people on the ABC are just that - Empowered to be stupid. And another thing I wanted to mention about this art gallery, was that, there were girls who would just come and stand in front of me, and say things that didn’t really make any sense, like they weren’t actually talking to me, as in, having a conversation with me, but they wanted me to hear them, (isn’t that bloody typical of a tv personality?) and I think what they were trying to tell me was that there was no money at the gallery (because indeed they weren’t paying me to volunteer there on the weekends) but infact they were trying to steal money, or use me to raise money for breast cancer? Zombie talk? BUT it wasn’t for actually, a cure for breast cancer, or research, it was for women who supposedly had breast cancer, to stay in fancy hotels, and have massage. And the so called ‘sickly’ women, turns out, they didn’t have breast cancer at all, but were faking it for a massage break! And actually, it was on the news, a story about a woman who faked breast cancer, she admitted so. At the time I thought it was because she just wanted to get off work, and you’re not really allowed to just take time off work, you have to have a reason, it’s a societal norm, so that’s why she lied. But now I realize it was more about the massage. So, all manner of bad things happens at art galleries, in my experience. 16. Photo Showing 2 Planes in Sky Above my House The photo part is not hear, but often there was 2 planes messing about above my farmhouse at Rangari, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australila - they used to fly around and around, generally being a total nuisance for hrs and hrs, on a weekly, if not daily basis, over years and years. The local Prime news, at the time, one evening, said that the planes flying overhead in my area were from the Northwest flight school, owned by the army, however one day, when I was particularly fed up with all these planes flying over my house on the farm (in circles) - you know, that constant mmm noise, it’s pretty annoying. So I phoned them up to speak with them personally, to ask them why they were only flying over and around my farm? The person I spoke to was an old man and he seemed very grateful that I had called him, like I was doing him a favour? He did not seem to have any explanation about the planes? Who knows if I was speaking to the right person, sometimes I feel Telstra put me through to just anyone, and not the right person at all. Just after I wrote this I sat down and watched the news, and in the finance bit, the guy said, Prime tv, had just been taken over by Seven, at a price of $131 million. You know I really wonder if they just make it up as they go along, does anyone actually know what’s going on? Little birdie told me they were doing fuel signs, as in “YOU ARE GIVING THE DOGS FUEL TO HAVE A GO AT YOU” If that’s the case – piss off dogs. Ohhhh, did I park outside your shop and not purchase anything? Or, oh yeah, did I not say hello to the stranger who walked past me down the street? and oh yeah, tthis one, did I not smile enough at the checkout chick?????? Fucking bimbos. This photo story has been deleted multiple times, I have had to re upload it at least 3 times now. 17. Stain Sabotage, Happens All The Time on my Good clothes, not to mention Quality items This happens all the time. I have a little dogs who are jealous of my clothes, and try to sabotage them, they also do it on my fabrics, and any other item of good quality that I purchased -sometimes they even swap item over for a poor quality and don’t think that I will notice, like the quality Coco from America, the premium petrol for my mower, the JellyBabies from Darrell Lea, and Pantene detangle conditioner. It’s a “gold star dog problem” that is taught by primary school teachers to little girls; they brainwash them into believing that if a person is not a certain standard then they’re not deserving of anything good like the gold star in 5th class. So those little girls apply the same principle in adult life but substituting the gold stars for quality items. They just love playing teacher - they are completely stupid. My huge 10yr old garden was snatched away from me for this reason. Partly from jealousy too, but mostly it was because I was happy. It seems happiness is what really ‘ticks’ other girls off. 18. Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now; Two young Chinese men, (actually who knows how young they were?, but Asian) who worked at the same company I worked at, called Discovery, put a nail under my tyre, so I would get a flat- lucky someone saw it on my way home, as it was going flat, and pointed it out to me from their car window, (an old man), so I could stop on my way home and get it swapped over, actually it just needed to be repaired - my first flat ever. So, I hope those two Chinese idiots get their comeuppance. Honestly, really and truly, what were you thinking putting a nail under my tyre; what did I do to you? I don’t even know you; some people have no common sense. Just want to fight – just like a little boy who has not grown up. The work place is full of such backwards juvenile-istic monkees from the playground – especially on a factory floor. And the other time was when I lived on Peter Long and Sarah Ferguson’s farm, (lawyers this time) so you can read that story “2 pliers gone missing from Long Cottage, wire cutters similar to these” on page 3 under the “Items stolen at Rangari, Gunnedah” link – again, little boys who like to fight, throwing tantrums, and picking on a woman who won’t punch back. Such cowards. I believe Peter was being ‘egged’ along by my jobs provider, Graham someone arather from JobLink Plus, or possibly the other way around. Suffice to say, pliers were angled under my tyre, so it would puncture it as I reversed out. And the other time is when I took my car to Browns Tyres, and the gung-ho guy, pumped my tyres maximum amount of air, so that after driving around all week, one split and burst - lucky I was able to fix the other 3 before they burst too. So, I guess that last one wasn’t quite as malicious as the two previous ones, but this is an example of typical careless thoughtlessness that goes on in Gunnedah amongst men in their 30s and 40s. And, is this a general man’s attitude; “there’s a single woman, attack attack” – seems like this is the case to me, I list 3 incidences here, but I know it is far more wide spread problem, with many people, 10’s of 1000’s, suffering from these ‘fighting delusions’. How stupid are they? Why the hell would any woman marry a deluded prick? They can’t be that good in bed. Farters. By the way, I think back and look at the companies, various jobs, that I’ve worked. Some of them, I think, you know what, what was the point of working there aside from being able to purchase a meal at the end of the day and rent at the end of the week? - they just didn’t seem to offer anything aside from fight and drudgery. I guess that Discovery business would fit that bill. Only, I just thought of something; when I was there, one day, one of the girls said we have to drive down to this particular bakery on Marrickville rd, and get some of their rolls for lunch. Okay, sure I said, even though it was obvious she just wanted to use me for my new car and petrol; as I usually never purchased lunch, I always made sandwiches in the morning. But I was happy to go along with it for once, especially driving in my new car at that particular point. (Btw, she was a Volkswagen Beetle driver, she said her whole family had one!) So off we went at 11:45am one day, she insisted we leave early because otherwise there’s a queue. This bakery sold not only normal bread, but they had a Vietnamese lunch, which is called Banh mi. And for $2 they made up one of their French Baguettes with a choice of 4 options, I chose the meatballs with coriander grated carrot and onion, which they make up right infront of you - but, it was truly the nicest lunch I’ve ever eaten - total bargain too. Well worth experiencing, even if I had to go through the whole experience of working at that bad company there all that time. That sandwich experience made it worth it – just! And by the way that Vietnamese Bakery is still in operation today, and it still has queues that go down the whole block!! - Hong Ha Bakery 1151 Botany Rd, Mascot NSW 2020 You know, growing up we, in Australia, did not even know what coriander was, let alone be able to purchase it! Thank God we finally discovered it. 😁 This is called “Tyre Sabotage, 3 times in my life now”, but, my “foot” was also attacked; my boots were sabotaged with a hole, so I would get to plantar fasciitis - collapsed arch. It was done deliberately in the same manner that my tyres were attacked, like those first two times. Done by a stupid nonthinking evil twit, who has imagined (for their own FIGHTING ENJOYMENT) some sort of issue, with ME, a complete stranger, I mean talk about delusional. They have gone into their heads in so much detail that they have plotted this evil attack on me. I really can’t believe how mentally messed up the person (at least 3 different ones who have done these attacks on me, are. I would just like to point out, it is the police that put the opposite of those ‘mentally delusion’ people, the ones who are coming up with all these fighting delusions, so the opposite person, in a mental health unit “to see if I was ‘crazy’. So, the actual people who are really messed up in the head, get to go free. SCOTT FREE. Stupid Sharon Morgan. {later the police told me like some suffer from “fighting” delusions, others suffer from false “come ons” – like the ones who follow me in their cars – they think I encouraged them with signs. Totally delusional – totally wishfully thinking! – I have NEVER done such signs, just incase some delusionalists is out there wondering “oh, except that time when I saw her and followed her”!} When I went to check again today (2nd June 2023), what the name of that jobs provider was, all my Jobs provider emails had been deleted from my outlook, so not just the emails from JobLink Plus, but from all agencies over the past 10 years or so! plus when I went to update this story in 2025, the whole story was missing off my PC! Lucky I have several backup options. I did further check the server at Google, re the emails, and there they were still there (sometimes emails are deleted off the server too, but not these ones). So the guy’s name was Graham Kent, working alongside Courtney Lang, who I thought looked like same girl from SYTYCD, Courtney the rose twirler. She had arranged the boots from Blue Denim in Gunnedah. I am 100% certain that someone sabotaged those boots DELIBERATLEY. Given my suspicions about Graham and Peter, I can only assume it was him. I know he will be burning in hell. What is wrong them? Such a weird thing to do – to someone who has not actually done anything to them to warrant any type of revenge or attack; like did I kill your wife? Did I steal from you, did I interrupt your life in some sort of major negative way? Did you think we were in some sort of special “fighting” relationship? NO AND NO! I DID NOT, we don’t even know each other, we have hardly ever spoken, stupid, you stupid looser. I am not sure if this situation is related to the school principal Graham Cone, from Limbri? It may be – guilty consciousness and all. The truth will come out – there is nothing you can do about it, attacking my feet, and car tyres, is not going to save you. You are doomed. Someone pointed out the hole in my boot was probably from the giant planta wart I got from the homeopathic remedy (wrong diagnosis). Upon further reflection, I agree! But I am not removing the paragraph before, as something suss still went on. And I heard someone tell me that they were going to handicap me – and because of that hole, I have not been able to walk properly or do exercise for the past 7 years. Sounds like a handicap to me. 😡 A definite trace back to that female student homeopath and her supervisa Dr Ken. Although angrily, I have to add, (trying to see the silver lining), at that particular time, the Internet was really still taking off, and I was to have an appointment with them via Skype, video and audio. Now, back then and putting your face on computer screen was a little scary, and it still is for a lot of Australians, so it's not something I would've chosen cause I'm a little face self-conscious. But I had no choice, infact when I had my appointment I tried to get out of it and just use the audio, but they said no they were putting their faces on so I had to put my face on too! So I did, and really it was just like a little hurdle, because after that moment it wasn't really a big deal of speaking on video calls. I have even done some youtube videos!! Also, another possibly “lining”; if I had not put my foot out, and had been just walking and working, carrying on as per normal, as I have degenerative disc disease, I could probably well have been in a wheelchair by now. Especially after all the relocating. So I have to admit this, even though I'm still completely pissed off with not being able to walk properly or do exercise, and have a sore foot constantly. Oh wait, there’s more tyre sabotage, read my “4 Wheels AND 4 Tyres, stolen, off my Daewoo car near Gunnedah” on Page “Items stolen at Rangari”. So, 6 attacks on my tyres and foot. What the hell? Truly obsessed with me, my car, my tyres and my feet - Stop putting YOUR retarded social dysfunctions on me. Car related idiots? You know, I love my PC and the internet. I have microsoft Outlook set up, with at least 10 email addresses that I check constantly. I also use Outlook to set daily reminders, like “Rent due today” or “Remember to switch cameras on when you go out so dogs don’t steal from you”. So, my latest reminder is this “car council dogs literally trying to destroy me – so plant trees, so they can destroy my trees, and not my feet”. Re my story “Non thinking Sarina Council killing Native Trees for no reason other than SPITE”. It would be the same type of person who killed my tree, that is the same type of person who sabotaged my tyres, and my work boots – same person, same child. Oh, I just remembered something else about my work boots; when I first got a pair of work boots with steel cap toe, I absolutely loved them. I really liked them because the steel toe created an effect of a BIG BUBBLE OF IN-PENETRATION. I thought my feet felt completely safe. I remember looking at my shoes, wearing them, maybe every time I put them on infact, and thinking regularly “too bad if you wanted to stub my toe – YOU JUST CAN’T ha ha!” I’m thinking some stupid juvenile dog bimbo, has heard my thinking, and typically rebelly thought ‘want to make a bet’. And has tried to sabotage my feet on numerous occasions (read my “Could the Bimbo Obsessed with Placing Catheads under my Foot, please Bugger Off”, plus several others on my Blog too). You know, after I was forced to move from my farm at Rangari; when I turned up at Peter Longs cottage, on their farm, (Peter Long the lawyer). I literally had (and still have) a whole list of people/ institutions that ought to be SUED. (“Right to privacy Act” – ah there goes channel 10, see ya Apple, au revoir kmart, adios microsoft, arrivederci Telstra – you lose). But instead of doing what he was meant to do in this life, he was so obsessed with trying to be a ‘tough bastard’, to control and to manipulate, and coming up with evil plans; girl attack plans, like stealing my sleepers, putting pliers under my wheels so I’d get a flat, stealing my plumbing gear too, and putting pebbles in my dishwasher. He was blind to the situation. I can see now why he was relegated to Gunnedah, and no longer works in the city. Someone suggested to me I was sent his way, so I could show him he has some mental health problems.. 19. Bitch Wind I was reminded of this story when I was watching a documentary about some famous yachtsmen, and he stated, he knows about “Bitch wind”! Photo above taken 1 week before I was given notice to Leave. Those landlords totally screwed me. One fine calm spring day, I was outside in the shade house, preparing some Eucalyptus trays. I had the soil in the tubes, and then I had just sprinkled the very fine seed over the soil, I thought I should take the trays just across to the veggie patch, where the fine spray irrigation was on the potatoes, so the tubes could get a good watering under there at the same time. As I was walking across, on this most still day, suddenly out of nowhere, a gust of wind, blew all my fine seeds off, as soon as it had blown them, gone! It came out of nowhere and then it left - it was literally like the wind sneezed all over my seed tray, and I had to re-sprinkle them. Some sense of humour the wind has. I have a new nickname for the wind now, bitch wind. There’s absolutely no other possible explanation for it, the wind saw an opportunity, and could not resist it. Just like the dogs. 20. Beauty advice for Ladies Advice for young girls; stay away from beauty therapists, they do hopeless jobs; missing great big sections when they wax, burn your eyelashes off, they make eyebrows lopsided with no apologies, and they cause pain when underarm waxing, under the pretence of a treatment. They are thieves; they just want to screw other women out of as much money as possible, especially women who they think are rich, they also do not keep appointments by locking the shop at my appointment time. And the new online bookings, the IT nerds change the time, so I book for 1:30, and I turn up at 1:15, they saying it was booked for 1 and I am late, then charge my cc a late fee of $20, when infact I was not late, I was 15 minutes early (they take cc at booking time) they are thieves. The type of person attracted to being a beauty therapist is a bimbo. Burn in hell bimbo dogs. I have to mention, I’ve had two really good waxers in my 30yr waxing life - thank you thank you thank you Also, I have to add, I am always polite, friendly and respectful. Their stupid bad behaviour is their own volition. Little birdy told me – behaviour specific to me, discrimination. They discriminate against you, if you are not attractive – stupid little female bimbos. And, while I am at it, if you think you need a colonic, then there’s something mentally wrong with you. You need to eat a good diet, high in fibre. Eat your greens! And don’t be so gullible. Oh, I just remembered, another good waxer in Tamworth, actually, she was BRILLIANT! What reminded me of her, was since I saw her, about 10 years ago, I’ve barely needed to go to get my legs waxed (been waxing for 30 years). So eventually, I need to get them done again, and I went to a place in Bundaberg, and the girl who did, well, I’m pretty sure she didn’t wax them at all she just cut the hairs off at the skin, so it was just in effect like shaving, (not to mention the big square burn patch she left behind on my inner thigh). So, the next day I had stubble, what you get when you shave! And then just a few weeks later, I have to go get them waxed again! So basically after 10 years of not having to wax because they’re so slow growing, now I have to wax regularly again! Hopeless little girls. So, I don’t think those waxers really have any idea what they’re doing, bar this girl in Tamworth - she knew exactly what she was doing. I went to find out her name. but the business where she was, is now called Nails for You, so I don’t know what happened to her, and I have no idea what her name was or what her business was called, unfortunately, (this was before I recorded everything). I seem to have forgotten to mention what prompted me to write this in the first place and that’s because now I don’t have any eyelashes! and I believe it was 100% caused by a beauty therapist who tinted my eyelashes (in my 30’s) and she left the bleach on my eyelashes for so long that it has damaged them, and so now I don’t have any eyelashes at all, and I only did it once and that was the result. So definitely do not get your eyelashes tinted, and generally if you can avoid beauty therapist, I recommend you do. Oh, and occasionally I have been to a masseuse, - quite dissimilar from a typical beauty girl, but still, I have found since women are such nosy Medalling Marys, you literally have to tell a masseuse that you prefer not to speak, that you are just there to relax. 21. My Fiery Horse Story One day whilst eating my lunch (slow cooked brisket on fresh homemade bread sandwich J) I was watching a documentary called CrossFit, and well, what a whole new world they have got going on within that subsector! Fascinatingly fit! Then I was reminded of my “HayBale” story from school, and as I was trying to find it, as I think it was missing, I realised not only was it missing, but my “My fiery Horse” story was missing. I managed to find the My fiery Horse story, and will upload it as a photo story; I was reminded of this story after someone said, if you just read one or two of my photo stories, you might think “oh what a whinger”. It’s not really until you read the whole lot, where you can see that I am not a whinger at all, I’m just doing something about evil in this world. I am NOT turning a blind eye like most people do. Some things are just hard to hear. In fact, someone once told me, I have a Joan of Arc complex, and someone else said that you can’t change the world, and another person said people are going to be the same now as they were 500 years ago. And I would just like to say to that; no no and no! You can change the world; I’ve seen it evolve in my brief lifetime already. People are not the same today as they were even only 50 years ago, let alone 500 years, attitudes are quite different. And while, I did see a ghost once, there was no instructions to rid Australia of the English monarch! Although really, still? (I have written about this before, where I described humans are on a clear path of evolvement, I just searched everywhere for that one, and it’s gone; I can’t believe how many stories go missing from my computer, my life stories. Do I need to spell it out; you can’t steal my life stories thanks very much; do you want to be in debt to me? I think not.) My fiery horse story; I was riding a horse one day at school, it wasn’t my usual pony ‘Bunyip’. (Another story that has gone missing; Bunyips long black mane…) Anyway, this horse was unfamiliar to me, and a tall horse, not a pony. We had been on an ‘outing’, outside the school, and were returning, there was about 6 girls and 3 horse-riding instructors (actually, I think they were just 3 friends from yr 12, I can’t remember now) It was windy, and halfway on the stretch back, my horse really started playing up, there was something majorly wrong with him, and that was just to begin with, but then the other girls made these completely bitchy comments to me and took off home. I got totally pissed off by their bitchyness, and I’m certain then, that my horse could tell that there was something wrong with me, (I know he could) he could sense my anger. 12yrs old brats, could be absolutely brutal (can’t remember who they were). So, I was trying my damnedest to control this horse, (but I was still in my small ‘oompaloompa’ phase! He was about 2 steps short of pig rooting me off completely and bolting up the paddock. So, one of the instructors, I remember now, Miss Burton, she sidled up to me and tried to grab him, she then saw the problem. Meanwhile, the other 2 ‘instructors’ started to winge and have a go at me, about why I was still there, and hadn’t gone off with all the other girls, and, that I had no control over my horse, and I was hopeless. (Well, that last part may have been my interpretation, the implication, besides, they could NOT see the horse situation) I think they just wanted to have a smoke. But Miss Burton could see the situation, this horse was in an absolute ferocious state of mind, it took both of us, all our might, arm muscles and mental abilities, to stop him from going categorically berserk. Now I don’t know if this horse was acting out due to all the rage that 12yrs old girls encounter, or, if he was just fed up about the whole carting around 12yrs old girls thing. We made it home exhausted but safely in the end, thank goodness. So, I was reminded of this story, as my life is not like what other girls experience when they journey through life. I am not saying that everyone else’s life is easy, as I know it is not, and other people have other challenges, ones that I do not have. But powers that be, sometimes cannot see the ferocious dysfunction that I have to deal with. Just like that horse and the other 2 instructors who could not see him. There are people I encounter, filled with monumental amounts of rage and ignorance, and I have to face them and their dysfunction in the form of their stalking, thefts, verbal harassment, discrimination and manipulations. These are not trivial problems; these are big raging social problems. I know, a lot of those people who torment me by the “oh what a whinger” attitude, should be dam grateful that they don’t have to deal with the thefts and the rest of it, because I can assure you, those people could NOT handle it. And I am especially talking about all the women who has tried to remove any of my writings from public. 22. Horse Hay Bale story – and ‘Stop and Deal’. Don’t be a slow reactor I talk about how hard I worked in the garden, doing everything myself. I gave it no thought, if something had to be done, I just did it. It’s only looking back, now as my arms ache, where I can see, there are things I should not have done, because I just wasn’t muscley enough, and my body wasn’t able to handle all of that strain; like all the chain-sawing I did, I shouldn’t of done all that, as my chainsaw was huge, with a 22 inch bar, it was just too heavy for a petite woman, for repeated use, maybe if I just cut down 1 tree here and there, it would be fine, but if you recall, I had a whole pine forest that I thinned down (The Scent of a Pine photo story), with careful selection to aid a few big pines -unfortunately I should not have done that because of my weakling arms, or at least space it out, so maybe instead of going in for a morning, and cutting 10 trees, just do 1 every day. Then there was that post I put in; I went and cut down a huge big 20m high ironbark gum from up the paddock, cut it up, so I ended up with a really long post, dragged it back down to the house with a chain attached to the Ute and, then, after the pool excavator dug a 2m deep hole for me, I somehow manage to lift this huge heavy ironbark post which would’ve been at least 6m long, up and into that hole, which I then cemented. You know I really wish I had a video of myself doing that, I would put it up on YouTube! It was quite an extraordinary feat! But there was one other thing I most definatly shouldn’t have done, I felt afterwards at the time, I really pushed myself too hard, and that was filling the wheelbarrow full of spare excavated dirt, full, and moving it 100m down the hill around and up to an area where it was needed; As I was getting closer to the spot, I suddenly felt my heart thump thump thump, and I realised I had pushed myself too hard, and had messed up my perfect heart, a little bit - just a little. If you recall one of my photo stories (St Leonards Nature Care College FOULPLAY Drop Face AND HIVES From Homeopath), I mention I later took homeopathic medicine for a little wart, and my heart again, went thump thump thump thump (really loudly – so loud, first I thought something was on the roof) so it may have been related to that incident, and the medication was ‘fixing’ the problem that I had done? Or the homeopath tried to give me a stroke? I know they wanted to give me Hives as a joke, as in they thought it would be funny. But I’m not sure about my heart, I don’t know fully how my body works, it’s a bit of a mystery sometimes. -I know they don't know either, amateurs. Someone told me that the reason why I don’t give a second thought to strenuous activity, was because at school when I was tiny, still in my ‘oompa loompa’ phase in Year 7, those of us who did horse-riding, had to do horse duties. Which, amongst other things, consisted of feeding the horses in winter, with Hay, I had to go into the huge shed, and get a bale down from this mountain sky-high pile of hay, then take it all the way down to the horse paddock and 'hand deliver' to the horse . When you’re a tiny Year 7 little girl, this is quite difficult. And so, because I did that at a young age, I learnt how to do something fairly impossible, with my strength, and then that’s an ability I learnt, and still have. NOTHING IS TOO HEAVY FOR ME! I do believe having done this as a child, is the reason why I have taken on so many tasks as an adult that I should not have, like all the chain sawing and whipper snippering I’ve done - heavy duty things that a petite frame with no muscles, should not do, and not only because men are far more suited to the task, but it is from these activities which have caused so much pain in my older years. At age 45, I really lost the ability to use my arms without pain for anything, the simple task of holding a book whilst reading it, is out of the question, even scrolling through Pinterest has problems, even holding my cup of coffee in the morning is out of the question. It’s because I ‘over did it’ by putting too much strain with not enough muscles on my arms. So, if you have petite skinny scrawny arms, do not try and do excessive amounts of chain sawing. You know, some forewarning would have been appreciated (I think) I can just hear the powers that be saying “you gotta figure it out as you go” but there’s been so many generations, generation after generation after generation - this kind of stuff should’ve been figured out many generations ago, and then talked about, in preparation for future generations! I mean, what the hell is the point of school, did they teach us anything to prepare us for the future? I mean we can read and write, big deal. But there is more to life that we need to know about. Or maybe these kind of topics should be discussed within the family; it was always considered ‘poor form’ to talk about health problems in my family. My grandmother told me this is so, because if you point out your flaw, then that person will remember you only for the flaw, which I’ve kind of noticed is true, but if you inundate them with a lot of different things, that rectifies that!! Also, some people will use any weakness you have to their advantage, so if they know you’ve got a sore hand, they’ll come and give you a big handshake and squeeze your hand extra tight - that kind of thing. But in my experience that goes on whether you tell or not. Some people will seek out the flaw like a sniffer dog finding the truffle. Maybe this kind of thing doesn’t happen to a lot of people? maybe people can do excessive amounts of work and reach the ripe old age of 70 and still not have any aches or pains? I know my next-door neighbours at Gin Gin are in their late 70s, neither of them have arthritis, they are both still very active, they have a huge garden. So, maybe it’s just a genetic thing. I think this is a family topic, we should be encouraged to talk about family health awareness and family DNA, health history. You can see why being adopted here would be a problem. I kind of have an issue with adoption, best to be raised by your own flesh and blood, however I’m pretty sure my friend, who was adopted, it worked out for her, and if you read my “Family Photo with Big Boobs Story” you’ll hear about my mother’s adopted plight. I do recall my aunt giving me some advice when I was 26, when I was repainting her mother’s house. And you know what, her advice was crap, she just wanted to ‘powertrip’ and tell me what to do, when she clearly was inexperienced. Had she told me about the whole arm thing, now that would have been helpful. I can assure you, not be able to use your arms properly, as intended, when you reach age 45 is a huge impediment. Oh, not being sick gives one a ‘wiry’ strength, as soon as you catch a virus, you lose that ‘wiry’ strength, well I did. And same as how putting up with pain as a child, teaches you to ignore it when your older; kneeling in church twice a week at same school; teaches your body to ignore important safety signals) Like another time, when I noted I had a bit of pain in my foot, but I didn’t bother to check it straight away, I just kind of ignored it as it was not that bad, and well, I was in the middle of doing something. But if I had of just checked my foot straightaway, quickly, I could’ve removed that piece of Wood chip that had slipped in my shoe and saved myself some pain. I have heard many other people do it to, like getting bitten by spiders and ignoring it until they have finished the lawnmowing or whatever, only ending up in dire straights. Advise that teachers and parents ought to give out; Really and truly, if you are experiencing pain of any kind, stop immediately, whatever you’re doing and address it. “Stop and Deal. Don’t be a slow reactor!” I think also, people ignore it, is because when they were kids growing up, they had to endure problems, they didn’t have any control over, so they learnt; there’s no point in dealing with it, they have endure. 23. My Stolen Black Beauty Horse Story I’ve mentioned on this blog my love of horses, and horse riding. I’ve done a fair amount of horse-riding in my life and considering I’ve never actually owned a horse, have been fairly fortunate. Aside from my wonderful Kootingal experience as an infant. My horse experience got more serious when we moved to Gunnedah, on to a farm, ‘Holwood’, and our neighbours, had horses, plus a girl who was the same age as me in my class. We would sometimes go riding, and her mother taught me how to ‘rise to the trot’, if you don’t know how to ‘rise to the trot’, things can be quite bumpy, when you learn how to ‘rise to the trot’, everything is much smoother, and it kind of feels like a bit of a miracle! I remember seeing her mother many years later, and noted she was quite a striking woman, I thought if she couldn’t teach me to rise to the trot, then no one could! J They also owned a black stallion, and I remember wondering up the paddock with Christina, and talking to this black stallion, he would come trotting over as soon as he saw us thrilled to be able to “talk to the girls”. - Oh, that reminds me, another story that was stolen. I was talking about, where I mentioned “Black Beauty” was on TV, and I wasn’t allowed to watch it, as it was on at 8:30, and our bedtime was 6:30! But I was fortunate because my neighbours had a black stallion, I had a real Black Stallion! I also mentioned about a movie I watched about a wild black stallion who was on a boat being taken over to Arabia, and there was a big storm, the whole boat capsized, but a young boy saved the horse, and they both ended up swimming to deserted island, the rest of the movie was about how these two got to know one another on the island, I guess until someone saved them. (I think it was called The Black Stallion?) I later, not so long ago now, watched a similar movie, but I think it had been changed from the original? And I took an image from that movie, along with that story, it was an image of a sand dune with a horse in the background, it wasn’t a significant image. I suspect some stupid little idiot has deleted that story, because of that image, so I encourage you to take photos of movies and stick them on the Internet, because some little dickhead IT nerd boy shouldn’t be allowed to hack my computer and delete images, just because they think there’s a copyright issue. There is not btw, taking snapshots of movies is not illegal in any way. (I went on YouTube and looked up “The Black Stallion”, there was a trailer, I think that was it, got a similar screenshot) Attention all computer hackers – FUCK OFF AND GET YOUR OWN LIFE {So, as I’ve been thinking about all my horse stories, and discovering all of the stories that have been stolen of my PC, there has also been a whole series of coinciding seed sales. So, I think somebody is stealing them and the same person or maybe a different person who is making it their business to pay attention to my stories, is purchasing my seeds every time something gets stolen! What the!} And, another little horse didi; I did horse-riding at school. One day it was “Share your horse with a handicap day” – it was this community program that the school participated in. For some reason that day I was running late, something that usually never happens. So, by the time I got there, all the horses were taken, and class had started. So, one of the teachers said I could ride her horse. She had a beautiful black thoroughbred; I think it was. When I started riding this horse, I could not believe it – it was like a dream. That horse was so easy, she could sense everything that was required of her, and sometimes in advance, as the teacher was taking the class, so the horse could read the teacher too. It was so different to the school ponies I was used to, who by their age had had a fair enough of little girls who wanted to ride about!! Another lucky and blessed experience, I shall never forget it. 24. Cornfields Stolen Horse Story Another story stolen off my PC! What is the obsession with my horse stories? Here it is again, I found a similar image online of the actual Cornfields. Btw, all images that are NOT mine (but ALSO including mine), that I use on my blog are “Public Domain -Free for personal and commercial use, no attrition necessary”. So if some stupid little girl is deleting my stories because they think there is copyright infringements THINK AGAIN you stoopid little 3rd born. (This includes several of my flower photos too.) And just because stoopid little 3rd born with narcissists CONTROL ISSUES, does not know where the image is from, DOES NOT GIVE THE RIGHT FOR stoopid little 3rd born TO STEAL FROM ME - The police = 3rd ticket for not speeding – some pervert computer nerds telling them I am stealing images – that is BULL stupids. Oh, and if you change your mind about an image, and change the licencing years later – TOO BAD. You cannot use this as a means to steal from people. STUPID POLICE. Do you see how SNEAKY thieves are, they ruin everything? They should be shot. So, my story goes, our other neighbours at ‘Holwood’, actually also our landlord, owned horses too, and I could ride over there. They had a few cornfields, {may have been sorghum} that I absolutely loved riding in, their roads were sandy smooth, so no stones that a horse could stumble on, plus the corn was 8ft high, I just loved riding through those cornfields, nothing could spook the horse, so I went as fast as I could get the horse to go, and she just loved it to, we were a great duo, having the times of our lives. I did have to walk the horse afterwards, so she would not catch a cold – all sweaty. Note my happy childhood and the healthy people around me, compared to adulthood and the unhealthy people around me – an extreme difference of tone. Anyone who works for Telstra and or the QLD police – mentally retarded. 25. Horse stories continued; fast riding, female bullies, and women in the race industry I did horse-riding at school, I was able to get a few good gallops in every time; there was a large paddock out the back, with a gully and a long straight. I would just love going as fast as I could up that straight. I think some of the other horse riders noticed that I sometimes used to ride really fast up that straight. And I’m not sure why, but none of the other girls would go for good gallops like I did? Maybe I did not see? I think maybe they were slightly fearful, or afraid to go really fast. Not only afraid of the horse and the unknown, but afraid of not being ‘ladylike’. Thus, they became not only jealous of me, but afraid of me. {see how women are women’s worst enemy} One time when I was out for a ride, on my own (I was always on my own, after my ‘horsy’ friend Michelle left, due to bullies), and I was riding down the back near the huge pines that adjoin the oval, and there were some girls hiding in the in the pines, they were yelling out obscenities of some sort. Verbal harassment (sound familiar? – this was the first time it happened!!) I couldn’t see who it was, the pines were too thick - but that was their aim, typical females, such cowards hiding and fighting - stupids. I’m thinking maybe it was the same girls who had a go at me when riding during class one time, if you recall my “Fiery Horse story”?? but I am really not sure, still today, no birdy has told me who it was. And it’s a little strange I can’t remember the faces or names of those other girls, as they were in my year, maybe it was Anna Harding? – you know how I love to Name and Shame! The only effective method in combatting grown adult female dogs. So, the bullying involved repeatedly trying to “put me in my place” so to speak, so female discrimination in regards to galloping a horse – utter wild freedom. Dogs trying to oppress other girls. Also, trying to ‘rain on my parade’ , so if I was happy, then they would try to ruin whatever the subject of the happiness, without coming across as a bitches, (no social media or phone recorders back then). The main reason they were verbally harassing me was sheer joy on my part, and them jealous of it – like dog jealous – they could FEEL MY JOY, and resented it, as they were not that joyful about anything – they had crap parents. Plane jealousy. As I update this in 2026, I note, those dogs, not sure if same female ones, but DOGS for sure, still do this bully tactic: I was over at Freshwater point recently and in this very remote spot, suddenly there was a stupid blonde, short dog, who had followed me the 2km down the bush track, then followed me down to the turtle beach and hid in the bushes. Literally hiding from me, about 300m away. As I was leaving, I could hear this stupid woman yelling loudly from her hiding spot, yelling gobbledygook (no idea what she was talking about) – I had my sore foot, so could not run and punch her in the face – as what she deserves. No, she deserves a bullet to the ear. Stupid dogs. Just so fucking stupid: fuck off you stupid blonde dogs. LEAVE ME ALONE. Surely my reference to DOGS WOULD BE ENOUGH TO KEEP TEHM AT BAY??? It’s strange how in life you can have so many problems which can cause great big conflicts, but amongst girls there doesn’t seem to be any real problems in the first place; fighting for no reason at all, yet they still cause these great big conflicts, due to their mere stupid bitchy jealous nature. I note THIS TYPE of person doesn’t grow out of either, they continue their stupid jealous reactions well into adulthood. I think, I know, it’s a 3rd born issue. Mothers ought to stop after 2 – and you really shouldn’t send your kids away to school, no one else is going to look after your kids, NO ONE - you’re naive if you think they will. Having said that I’ve come across mothers who are so bloody hopeless, boarding school would actually be a better option for their kids – I suspect these dogs I am talking about; their mothers so hopeless, they were sent away.} So, I know how to enjoy my life, (on my own) I’ve known for a very long time, I’ve known all my life how to be happy, and positive. I am not afraid on my own – I can take care of myself. I have ‘built in’ instincts. I’ve had to deal with these stupid jealous bitches all my life, - well, since that school anyway. I know how to deal with them; the best way to deal with them is to completely not have them in your life, it’s the only real solution, if you want to be happy – no bitches at all. I used to love riding fast, so much, that I probably should’ve been a jockey, back then! I was certainly tiny enough for it, but back then, girls weren’t jockeys. I do believe later they did a big thing in Australia, around Melbourne Cup Day, around about 2000 - 2002 sometime, when feminists (or stupid bitches, I’m not sure) were putting female jockeys in the Melbourne Cup, and as a result, they were totally bitchy to the existing young male jockeys who were already lined up to go. I saw it all unfold on television, channel 9, it was a disaster, there were these little blonde bully girl jockeys taking over the race. And ever since then I feel like the Melbourne Cup has been rigged anyway. It is rigged. They seem to insert names of my associations into the race and turn their race into a race of life – they are stupid. So not sure if it is 2nd race or the whole thing is fake. Same as the Olympics. Oh I miss horse riding. No laws about how fast you can go on a horse. HA you stupid dogs – you lose. 26. What, No Horse at Rangari! When I moved to the farm at Rangari I decided I wouldn’t see, if I could somehow obtain a horse to ride, I felt I couldn’t really afford to do the shoeing. I found the shoeing was the most expensive part about horse-riding, or keeping a horse, because there was plenty to eat, I think maybe in drought times it could’ve been a different situation, but for the most part, there was no food expenses, and when I rode Batman, he certainly didn’t have any medical issues. The only thing I had to pay for, was the shoeing. Everybody knows a horse has hooves, which grow, and so every 2 months or so, the shoes (that u shaped piece of wrought iron) falls off and they need to be re-done (they can injure the horse if not done by hand) And so while perhaps in the olden days, it would be easy enough to get someone to do it, I feel as the years went by, it was getting harder to find someone to come out to a farm and do this service. I wasn’t confident that I could find someone reliable enough to do it, a shoe smith is not a job for the fainthearted. It requires someone with strength, so only a man could do this as a full-time job. He needs to hold up the horses back leg, which is very heavy, even a small horse has a heavy back leg, and he has to hold it the whole time while they remove the old shoe, and put the new shoe on. So, the type of person needed to do this particular job needs not only strength, but they have to be good natured to deal with animals, as well as honest, because he’s someone who travels out to people‘s private properties. So, I was not confident that I would have a reliable person to do it, even if I scraped enough money up to pay him. {even though I did have someone good to do the shoeing for Batman, but that was the other side of town}. I definitely missed riding batman. That reminds me of another story; I had set up pine jumps on one of the paddocks at “Rowan Leigh” there was a big contour bank, and the farmer had chopped down the pines, they’re bit of a weed out there (the ones that have the divine pine scent). And so, I had taken those dead pine trunks, and turned them into jumps. Even though Batman was a trained Stockhorse, and he knew it; so was reluctant to do anything else, he would only oblige me and my jumping, because I loved it so much. Provided, I didn’t make the jumps too high; I remember one-day, seeing how high I could get him to jump, I got off him, and made the jump taller making sure he was watching so he could see I was making twice as high. I made sure it was the first jump in the row (there were about 15 jumps, all spaced about 20m apart) I raised the first one, because, Batman did not like to jump like all the other horses, at a steady canter, he liked to jump going at a full gallop, what I called like a ‘Bat out of Hell’! So hopefully for the first one, he still would not be going too fast – so we set off, but sure enough he balked, and I could see what was about to happen, I was about to fall on top of the jump -you can’t stop gravity no matter how good are rider you are, and so I moaned in anticipation, and at that point my head was kind of up near Batman‘s ear, and he heard me moaning, and so do you know what this horse did, it was fairly unbelievable, I’m not sure you’ll believe me when I tell you, but as soon as he heard me moan, he moved his whole body in a right angle, so he kind of caught me as I was coming down, so instead of landing on the jump, I landed back in the saddle, a bit skew-whiff but nevertheless I didn’t fall off, so how about that! He literally saved me! You know it really does pay to express yourself, whenever you can! (Although, perhaps if I made that jump no 4 or 5, in full gallop, he probably would have cleared it no problems, it was like he was making a statement, “no I don’t want to jump to high, see!” I was also saved by a horse at pony camp, I’ve mentioned on my blog that I do not recommend pony camp. When I went there, (Gunnedah Pony Camp, at 15 or something) I was having such a difficult time from some of the stupid little girl bitches who were also attending. It also involved Steve Carter, infact I would say ALL his fault, as the main “bully bitch” was some stupid blonde that he was fucking at the time, he was egging her on. You know it’s situations like this where a group of people see what’s going on, and it’s like those bullies have set me up for disrespect from the group, for the rest of my life. I bet that stupid Cunt from Centrelink refused me Austudy as a direct result of Steve Carters actions (he is blonde too btw). OMG, the slow realization about the truth of blondes; stupid. Those two people responsible, 3 actually, the stupid blonde bitch had a minion; have done, irreparable damage to my life, and they are going to have some very bad karma. Steve Carter had a ‘spiritual’ chance to make up for his actions later, (I’m talking about the house), but he did not take it. I really do not have to do anything else, his problems have not even begun yet. By the way, my horse that I had at Pony camp was smarter than anyone any other human in my life at that time - he was trying to save me with his leg, his “lame” leg. Eventually he did, I left earlier than the 7 days. But he was too late. Or I guess only God knows what may have happened in those 2 days if I stayed. I recall there was also a total shower pervert there, Stuart Brady. Yuk. Mum had arranged that horse from someone I did not know, and this horse could see what was going on with all the stupid bitch girls, quite remarkable. More so than anyone else. Plus, this horse tried to save me from a terrible situation. I’m not going to tell you exactly, how he did it, because it’s a bit of a horse secret, and I don’t want to let their horse secret known. But horses are way cleverer than any human I have ever met. They are more evolved; they have no fear, so have evolved. The horse shown above looks like my horse “Cindy” that I rode as a young 4-5yr old, at Limbri, there are photos of Cindy and me (naked me) in our family album! 27. Who put that Trotter in there! Oh, and one other thing when I moved to Bulga, (read photo story “Bulga cottage on paddock with horses on Cull farm” on page 1) before the race horses were put in the yard, I think, if I can recall, someone put in a retired Trotter in my paddock, Mary. So, I was able to ride this horse, another good-natured horse, easy to catch. Except well, I loved to Canter and Gallop, and this horse only knew how to trot, I ended up getting a stitch every time we went for a ride - rising to the trot - such a fast pace! Who put that horse there! And while I mentioned those horses on Cull farm. One from the group of retired race horses that were put in my paddock, was very ‘bad natured’ horse. I later discovered it was because of its previous owner, a male farmer, who didn’t treat it properly with respect, and so the horse developed a bad nature. I find it extraordinary how a male farmer wouldn’t know how to handle a horse properly - they must be simpleton simpleton simpleton . Horses are like little third graders, they’re so easy to control and manipulate, why you would need to use force or cruelty, or disrespect of any sort, is beyond comprehension. Really and truly, for goodness sakes, go and read The Seven Games of Natural Horsemanship. You know, when I rode Batman, he only spooked once the entire time I was there, and that was when one evening I as visiting my neighbours and found myself still there just after dusk, (we had yabbies for dinner, from my dam, that we had just caught in the morning. Sauteed in garlic – yum! J) but it was a full moon, and a lovely evening, I was looking forward to riding him the 3km or so back to my house, just as we set off a lit a cigarette (still smoked then) and he gave a little startle to the light in the dark. mmm, such happy horse memories….. 28. Horse Story no 8, re Slow Motion Since I moved to my new unit in Queensland, the stealing has greatly been reduced, in fact in the 6 months I’ve been here, I think only 4 items are missing. However, what I have noticed, instead, has been taken, are my little stories from my blog. Currently it is September 2022, and I’m discovering, about on average, 1 little story per week that has gone missing, all traces gone missing, gone off my blog, gone off my PC, and gone from my Outlook emails. I’m having to rewrite them - which is a real nuisance! The person who has taken them are a Nuisance. The latest one I have discovered taken, was another one of my horse stories; One horse riding class, way back in school, in the 1980’s, there was a gung-ho horse mistress, who was lunging horse and rider together around in the arena. I’m not entirely certain why she was doing this, the whole exercise seems pointless, but when it was my turn, and as the lunger had the reins, and the rider had none, and thus limited control, sooner or later, I was going to fall off {although if the horse mistress had of been a little bit savvy, this would not have happened, I believe though it was done deliberatley – I certainly cannot trust a woman with the reins} So, at any rate, I did fall off, and what happened was; I could feel myself falling, and suddenly, as I went over, everything went into slow motion, and I could see the horses girth as my head went down, and then I could see its top leg thigh, then its knee. It was like I was just observing all of these body parts as I was falling, and I was saying to myself each one that I could see it when I got up to it. It was like I was explaining to myself what was happening, until I could see the ground coming, and then suddenly landed, albeit not injured at all, as the ground was a thick layer of sawdust (inside the arena). So, there were two things strange about this situation, one was the slow-motion experience, which was a little bizarre and it just goes to show you how clever your mind really can be. The other thing was why there are certain women that want to lunge young girls around in circles; this is a ridiculous concept, and stems from major control issues. As an old woman now- this problem is still very prevalent in society – major dysfunctional woman out there trying to control the situation, when THEY SHOULD NOT, and HAVE NO PLACE/RIGHT, to do so. Such a little girl problem in grown women; as it is little girls who cannot see it is not their right to control the situation. {This is such a simple issue to fix in a woman, how have these women, as adults not learnt this??}. Years later after I left school and was riding with a neighbour, a slightly older woman, she too wanted to do exactly the same exercise, it was quite bizarre, I had to put the brakes on as again I would have fallen, she was by no means, savvy enough. A few years ago, I was watching a wonderful version of Sherlock Holmes from the BBC, and in this episode, Sherlock got himself into a dire situation, and suddenly everything went into slow motion for him, as he was thinking about what he could do to resolve it, and this was exactly what happened to me, it was just like that scene, only of course I couldn’t do anything to resolve the situation, I just had to watch it as it happened. And so, the person who keeps stealing my stories, particularly horse ones; bugger off and get your own horse, and get your own horse stories. And in case you haven’t worked out, which obviously you don’t know, because you’re stealing; you actually have to pay for everything in life, one way or the other - it will catch up to you, so do yourself a favour and stop stealing things that are NOT yours. Although, having said that, on my blog I have heaps of stories that carry a topic of interest, so I really think any story taken and used and or adapted is most certainly a help to society. Just leave my story where you found it. 29. Horses on Holidays On the 1 holiday I went on, some 20 odd years ago now, I saw a brochure in the information centre, with a horse and rider galloping along the beach, in the gentle breaking waves. I had always wanted to go horse riding on the beach and canter through the breaking waves, always. And around Cairns would be ideal because there’s no big surf to spook the horse. So, I thought, hooray, I’ll go and do it, spend my money on that. Off I went, so ¾ of the way through the trail, which was just through a sparse deforested area that was practically farmland, finally we got to the beach; but the guide said “we were not to go anywhere near the water as it will destroy the tack”. (Tack is horse gear) It was very disappointing, I was really annoyed about this because you can get saddles that are not leather, but actually I think leather should hold up in salt water anyway….AND their brochure had someone cantering along the beach through the water. So, it’s totally false advertising and, I feel this is typical Australians wanting to play Nazi rules – they are so anal, it’s ridiculous, it’s like they have this barrier up to stop themselves and the people around them from having fun. They are so unevolved. They should stop over at the Caribbean and see how it’s done, you can go horseback riding on the beach over there, although they said it’s at a cost $250 per hour! J In one of my photo stories (Future Business Mission on p7), I say, I would love to own a Horse and Carriage business in the tropics, to take people on a beautiful scenic botanical journey, as a part of vacation activities. {I plan on winning the lottery so I can actually do it!} Although, after living in the subtropics now for not even 12 months I can see there’s going to be a huge problem for doing anything horse related, and that is the tics. As soon as any animal wonders past a bush, I’m sure at least five tics jumps on, and then again when they wonder past the next bush…! I have seen some horses in the area, so I do wonder how they survive, they possibly take that veterinary prescribed Spot-On treatment, although if you’ve read my blog, you know that I’m very much opposed to such a cancer-causing treatment. I guess I shouldn’t worry about such a hurdle until I actually win the lottery! Feel free to contact me if you have a beautiful holiday spot that runs near a beach (in the tropics) and would like to offer scenic carriage rides around the property. 30. Zig Zagging through an Acacia lined little country rd Oooh if only I took a photo at the time (if only I had a camera! actually not having a camera was the source of many problems when I was in my 20’s and 30’s). If anyone would like to go and get a photo of the road I’m talking about, it is Wightman Rd & Tunningley Ln, Emerald Hill, near Gunnedah, NSW, Australia One day I ventured over to this little laneway on my horse Batman, and it was the prettiest little road that you have ever seen, I was so thrilled and excited about this little laneway, it was in full flower, with the most fragrantly beautifully scented Acacias. My horse thought so too, and he started zigzagging from one side of the road to the other to stop on each side to smell the Acacias!! We had a lovely afternoon! What makes this little sweet road different from the others, is that it is untouched, by councilmen, who typically come along and mow both sides of the roads so nothing grows. For some reason they neglected this road, and now look how beautiful it is. From google maps it still looks like it is Acacia lined. They flower in August (I think it was August?) I have noticed recently, up here in Queensland now, I don’t know if this is everywhere across Australia, but some silly twit has given the go-ahead for councils to spray with glyphosate (a poison). I can’t believe they do this; we’ve survived all these generations without having to use a poisons on the roadside. It is still not necessary today. So could someone with some common sense, please go and tell those councils to wake up and smell the roses. Life Stories P6 NEXT About P1, About P2 , Life Stories P! LSP2, LSP3, LSP4 , LSP5, LSP6 (this) , LSP7, LSP8, LSP9. 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