Whatever, I don’t exist.

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Cake day: June 9th, 2023


  • I have so far managed to avoid threads, but Insta is filled with ‘Comment forcedengagement to get the pattern/recipie/cureforthecommon cold’ or stolen videos with facts about some shitty car.

    I block them, but that appears to count as interest, so I end up with more of that shit shoved at me.

    I’m only there because the crafters I want to see are there, and none of them want to join anything federated. :(




  • A male staff member was yelling at and berating a female for god knows what. She was trying to get away from him, and he’d followed her around the office down the stairs and into the washroom.

    She was the manager’s fiancee, and there were three witnesses. We were honestly worried for her safety and the receptionist was about to call 911.

    Consequences for the abusive minidicked coworker? NONE.


  • I’m at the point where I no longer actively engage with hobby communities, I might join one and lurk (search for my answers without engaging the community). Unfortunately, they always seem to be cliquish, judgemental, and overly toxic, with moderation/admin who’s are either complicit or actively adding to the bad barrel.

    Once in a while I find a gem worth engaging with, and it can turn a passing glance of an interest into something worth lifting up.









  • Don’t stress about it. There are plenty of professionals unclear of the concept of smooth.

    I’ve just finished repairing the professional drywall plastering around our house, you could see the seams from every angle. I spent longer than I like to admit fixing those seams so they weren’t visible when we painted.

    Worked every second or third day on any given wall, so I knew things were dry. Also life wouldn’t let me speed run the mudding and painting.

    Happy with my newly painted wall, I’d laid tape out so I could paint the window trim and when I took off the tape, the original paint and plaster job that ran along the drywall seam came with it.

    Took the putty knife and was able to flake off most of the seam.

    I had to do the plastering and painting again, and by the time I’d finished redoing my work, I was ready to hunt down the tradies who did the work when the house was built and have a polite chat with them.