Random Ramblings Are Random

Yesterday morning I woke up to a PM from M asking if I was awake. 4:35am. I waited until yesterday evening to respond that if I was on FB or Messenger at that time that I was likely sleep FBing because I was most definitely not awake. Once upon a time there was a very good possibility that I was awake, but my sleeping patterns have been getting back to more or less normal and I've been able to sleep a good chunk of the night for a change. The only time I'm up that early is when I have to go to the bathroom, and then I go right back to bed without looking at my phone for anything more than to see if I've got any WhatsApp messages from work, and even then if I don't have a WhatsApp notification on my smart watch I likely won't bother looking at my phone anyway. M and I had a short conversation as she wanted to know what I'd been up to all day. I kept it short and sweet by telling her it was laundry day and I napped. Which is more or less true, but I don't have

 So. A couple of posts ago I walk talking about how I'd removed a toxic person from my life. M. Well. Tonight I started speaking to her again. Why? Because she did something I fully expected of her to do - she set up a goth FB group of her own as competition for mine, going so far as to name it something very close to what mine had been named up until maybe a week ago. And she made some snide remarks about my group and the modmin team that didn't sit well with me. I've got my own little spy network and that is how I found out about M's group, and one of my spies decided to stir up a bit of shit over there. It started innocently enough with asking why the two groups can't work together, and then it went from there. There were even screenshots taken from Messenger between M and myself concerning M being removed as an admin, proving that she was twisting her side of the story to suit her own narrative. And that promptly got that spy removed and blocked, and then accuse

And it's on my bed! Its gloriously hideous but I love it anyway! Something tells me that the colors will fade the first time I wash it, but I'm okay with that. It's gotten the reaction I was hoping for LOL It's made of a shitty cotton that feels a bit stiff and scratchy, but will likely soften up the first time I wash it. But for now it's all kinds of fun 🖤

I took a step last night in shedding the so-called friendship of a particularly needy, whiny person who sucked up entirely too much of my personal energy. And today I put the final touch on it. I was speaking to somebody that knows a person M had hounded and pestered the same way she's done to so many people, myself included, and everything matched up with what another friend and I have experienced with M. Basically it boils down to M being a professional victim who doesn't give a shit about anybody's boundaries, even if they've told her multiple times to piss off and leave them alone. So, I let M have it with both barrels last night because she clearly doesn't seem to understand that it's her behaviour that has caused people to pull away from her. Whenever she's called out on her bullshit she blames her traumatic past, and never bothers to change her behaviour. As if a traumatic past excuses her constant bullshit. If it was a valid excuse then why the hell

It looks like I will be having to have a sit down with one of my friends to hash a few things out. And it is a talk that I am not looking forward to having, but it needs to be done. I have a feeling that there is a chance I will have one less friend afterwards, but something has to give, especially as I'm seriously thinking that this particular friend is truth-challenged. I've long suspected that this friend has difficulty when it comes to telling the truth because a lot of things don't add up. I figure that she doesn't even realize that she is lying because she is so used to it. I think it started when she felt the need to start lying to her husband in order to keep any money for herself, and to manage to get time for herself. Mind you, I also wonder at how much she has said about her husband is actually true. Feeling like this does not make for a good friendship - if I can't trust my friends, then is that a real friendship in the first place? I was talking to anot

I work in the hotel industry these days, something I find I quite enjoy. I dont work for a large, nationwide chain though. The properties the owners' group has are smaller, cozier places with their own special personalities. Definitely a nice change from the first hotel I worked at - it was nice, but the rooms were very cookie-cutter and boring. The property I was working at earlier today makes my little Goth heart so happy! It's in a heritage building that must've seemed so huge back when it was a single-family home. It even has a butler's pantry...something I've always loved in these kinds of houses. The foyer is paneled in dark wood with a coffered ceiling and is simply gorgeous:  (my own photo, taken from near the stairs) If you've ever watched Downton Abbey or even Upstairs Downstairs, you can tell how the house was more or less divided back in its early days. The family would have occupied the main and second floor of the house, the floors conn

I have a friend who seems to have the deck stacked against them in so many ways. They are from a country where being a trans-woman is almost equal to a death sentence if they don't wish to join the hijra caste, and add to that the fact that they are lesbian and it's a mess. Not to mention that this friend was raised Muslim...and the hard-core Muslims do not and will not accept anything other than people be hetero and cis. But that's not the least of it. She also has a list of mental health issues she is dealing with - most of which she is trying to blame on her parents, despite most of them not having a known cause or are caused by brain chemistry imbalances. Either way, it's a huge mess. And she is constantly seeking to replace her family with friends. Which wouldn't be so bad if she was so clingy and demanding about it. She has already scared away one friend by acting like this, even though said friend had repeatedly told her to stop being so clingy and demanding

So, I officially went back to work this past Saturday where I did a stint as a bartender for a wedding being held at one of our properties. I did pretty good in tips too, and it's been decided that from now on I'm the designated bartender for any weddings booked at our properties. Sounds good to me :) And today I went in for four hours to learn our new reservation system - it is incredibly easy. Way easier than what we were using when I first started. There are a few key differences, other than just being a new interface for us, but the system makes so much more sense than our old one. And it's much harder to screw it up. And the fact that it auto-audits for us means we don't have to have somebody on site at night for the purpose of the audit. Neither property is big enough to actually need a desk person 24/7 these days - the site I started at was manned 24/7 but the other site has never had 24/7 staffing. The managers are on call at all times, and I let the general man