Random Ramblings Are Random

I don't know when it happened, but M has removed me from her f-list. I'm also not sure why but it may have to do with a post I'd made on my Goth group where I stated my position on essentially disrespecing graves for the sake of taking pictures and then asked the opinions of the other members. I did not give any names or say that I'd seen the pictures that M and her girlfriend took, but one of the other members (who sometimes takes things way too far, especially when she really doesn't like a particular person) made comments about seeing pictures in a different group and how the people had desecrated  the graves - definitely wrong word choice and it caused a huge stink in the comment section. Yes, the pictures were cheesy and bad, and in some of them M or her girlfriend K look like they are sitting on graves, or have props set up on top of graves. At least that is how it looks to me, and that is what I took issue with. That being said, while it was those pictures th

I didn't do a whole lot yesterday, other than run to Walmart to buy butt wipe and a few other things we needed. I lacked the mental and physical capacity to do much more than that. The only reason I even bothered to go out at all yesterday was because I couldn't find the new pack of toilet paper I know I bought last week. Bleh. Today I just sort of vegged before having to head to work, but I had a brand new Google Nest Mini to play with after I got off work. It was the easiest set up I've ever had with any sort of technological thing, and it's tempting me to pick up at least one more so I can put it into my bedroom. I'm thinking that in the future new homes will come with this sort of technology built-in. We are going the way of Star Trek and we will eventually think nothing of just saying, "Computer, turn the lights on" or "Computer, play some Mozart." Or even "Computer, tea, Earl Grey, hot." Now that I've got my new toy set up I&#

Eight bags of garbage and one bag of cardboard. And there is still more to deal with. But this is a good start. Yes, I'm aware that it seems like a lot of garbage. It really is. Much of it was ripped paper, various rappers, packing materials, and just plain junk. Some of it was broken bits and pieces that I had just dropped on the floor at some point and left there. There really is a lot more to deal with but it will take time. And it will involve a lot of just dumping stuff that has been hanging around for way too long. I know with some of the stuff I simply need to put up some sort of shelving to properly display the items. I tend to collect some things, such as owls, teapots, and random fan collectibles, and they really do need to be displayed properly at some point, and put up somewhere the cats can't knock them down. I also know that I need to invest in some more bookcases because I have more books than the two large bookcases I already own can hold. The biggest issue will

Oh yeah, before I forget...here's some other stuff going on that has nothing to do with the discussion my kid and I had... Yesterday, I came to the conclusion that I really do not want to take a chance and move into a place with a friend of mind. It has been close to two years since we first started talking about getting a place for the three of us and our animals, but so far nothing has panned out. And after taking a look at everything, it hasn't been panning out because my friend can't seem to get her shit together. So, unless something miraculous changes in the future, the kid and I will be staying put. While this place doesn't have a lot of storage, it is still pretty damn near perfect for our needs. The kid is able to work from home for the foreseeable future (which is good because there's a good chance the buses will be going on strike), but when they do have to go into the office, it's a quick walk to the nearest bus stop to catch a bus that gets them rea

I successfully managed to not lose my shit at my kid the other day. And we even had a decent discussion once they'd calmed down. I think it surprised them when I did not holler back at them and their accusations against me. When they were more receptive to having an actual conversation, I explained that I feel it wasn't worth it on my end to respond in kind to them when they were angry, that it would have accomplished absolutely nothing other than getting us both riled up to the point that somebody would have gotten hit. And unlike my kid, I know how to fight, so it would have ended up being them. During the talk I reminded them that they are not innocent in the matter of the disaster we are living in, that I need their help and that how they respond to my requests for help really doesn't do much in terms of making me want to continue trying to get things cleaned up. I get that a lot of the mess is mine, but the kid adds to it.  I explained to them that one of the reasons I

I get home from work to the kid being in a huge snit...and they proceed to yell at me over the state of the house. Yes, I fucking get it, the place is a state, but I've often asked the kid to give me a hand only to have them either flat out ignore me, growl at me that they're in the middle of something, or only pick up a couple of things before hiding in their room again. Today the kid sent me a message about not buying any more plastic utensils because they always end up in the sink. They clearly have forgotten that it's THEM who consistently dumps them in the sink, not me. They have also clearly forgotten that a lot of the dishes that need to be washed are entirely due to them not bothering to touch them after I've cooked dinner...after I've already had to clean the counters and everything from where they've slopped sugar and coffee all over the place, or wrappers and boxes all over the counters. I get that I'm horrible at keeping house, but they do not se

In the last little while I've gone a bit off the rails... It's almost like I'm going through a bit of a mid-life crisis of some sort. No, I haven't bought some fancy sportscar. Hell, I can't even afford a boring used card right now. What I mean is that I've spent money on things that most adults my age wouldn't even think about. I've bought merch from a YT personality that I follow. A pair of fluorescent Heelys that I know I'm going to end up crashing in the first time I wear them outside. A shit ton of Halloween/Gothy stuff that I probably really didn't need right away. The clothes...oh gods...the clothes. I knew I needed to revamp my wardrobe, so I've been buying a few things here and there. But I've also been given a bunch of clothing. And now I've got to sort through the ginormous pile of clothes to pare it down to a livable amount and still have clothes for work and for play. It's going to be a chore....ugh. And I have to sta

I've never hidden the fact that I'm a big ol' geek and more than a bit of a nerd. Just recently I've started collecting comics again, and I have a preferred comic book store that I go to on a regular basis. I've even been helping the owner get the back issue boxes all sorted and organized so it's easier for customers to find any back issues they missed for a particular run. There I was today sorting through the various X-Men series, stacking them on top of other boxes, when in walks a couple of folks I haven't seen in ages. These two people I've known for a lot of years, one since before I moved to the island as we use to date on-line a great many moons ago. I guess the break-up was sort of amicable in that we managed to remain friends for a few years after we broke up and I moved here, but then we very much drifted apart. I'm over her, and have been for ages. We haven't spoken much in a few years, and I really don't miss the friendship we us

The CERB payouts are coming to an end and are supposed to be changing into some sort of special EI instead. I'm not sure if I'm eligible for that, but I'm hoping so because we are going into the slow period for the hotel industry. This means that my hours have gone down at work, but at least I'm getting some hours so that the brunt of paying for things isn't entirely on my kid's shoulders. Especially as they want to purchase themselves a new gaming computer - a desktop instead of a laptop like mine. Not that it's stopped me from getting a fancy gaming keyboard. I have assured my boss that I have no intention on leaving the hotel, and that I can fill in pretty much any job that does not need a special certificate or license to do. That includes laundry, housekeeping, and more. And I pick up computer programs fairly quickly as well, which is always a bonus. I do want to see if there is something I can do from home to make money, but I don't know what I can

Thankfully, M has not been messaging me as much as she used to. Perhaps she finally got it through her head that she has been pushing her luck. Or she's found new friends that are just as desperate for companionship as she is. I know she has created her own Goth FB group, but it seems her idea for trying to grow the community is to just post song lyrics and links to YT videos. No planning of events, or anything of the sort. I suppose that's what she views as 'growing the Goth community'. I'll let her carry on however she wishes, so long as she doesn't try to take credit for anything that my group has done or will be doing in the future. In the meantime, I've been spending more time with a different friend of mine. Including doing a photoshoot this past Tuesday that involved bathing suits, umbrellas, and a damn cold waterfall! Her and I are opposites in so many ways, but we make a damn good team. Normally getting me into a bathing suit in public is incredibly