Had the sudden urge to strip my bed. It was a lot of effort for a Friday night. Worked up a sweat getting that doona in the cover perfectly. My technique for this is a workout, thereβs probably an easier way. But itβs done and now I have fresh sheets sleep to look forward to.
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My ex actually taught me the method I use for getting a doona in a cover. You start with the cover inside out.. reach inside it to the far corners and use the corners like mittens to grab the corners of the doona where they should go. Then you just kinda pull the doona through/inside out in one big flamboyant motion like a magicians trick. Then tuck the other 2 corners in but they'll be easy, the ones near the opening. It works really well.
Before that I used to get inside the doona cover, briefly be a ghost and ghost tackle her, then awkwardly try to stuff the doona inside the cover and it'd be a whole thing.
It's crazy how tiring it can be to change bedlinen. I know this and still curse at having to do it every time. I splurge on nice sheets so the fresh sheet feeling is elevated even further. (and I change the doona cover less regularly).
Sunday's going to be linen day for me. Brand new (but washed) sheets after 2 years.
Ok guys. I have a new recipe for youse.
Coat the rim in choc ice magic. Then choc powder (not cocoa) fill with Cointreau.
Application: lick the rim and scull the liquid. Lick the rim again. Thanks @[email protected]
That's your own creation, I may have been a muse. My mixed drinks are generally more brutal looking. Mix it all together in the shot glass. Or even alternating double fisted swigs of cointreau and icemagic.
It needs a name!
Rim me Terry
π This reminds me of my very shy aunty. She goes to a bar and asks "can IIIIII have a comefuckmecowboy". We all laughed and I said to her "you know you could've just asked for a cowboy and they would've know what you wanted" she goes "I did not know that".
Anyone awake enough to play brains trust? I want a female singer from approx 1989. Rich voice like Tracy Chapman, pretty sure Caucasian but had long dreads. Album cover Kaleidoscopeic? Something about a broken heart or tea cups?
Jonette napolitano? Has the voice but not the dreads though π€
Absolutely the sort of voice. Maybe it doesnβt really exist.
More information please.
There is nooooooo more information
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Not 4 non blondes? Bit later then 1989 but voice + dreads
No, but I do like that one.
Ani Defranco? - https://images.app.goo.gl/kdv4Jfeh5Lubz86b8
No. Iβve a feeling this was a one hit wonder sort of thing. But am probably wrong about everything.
Lauren Hill? Disregard that answer. The man is drunk.
Hm.. all I can think of is Linda Perry but perhaps that was the 90s?
That's the only one I can think of.
I've checked all the AIs. They have no idea.
I'll play but give me a minute. I'm thinking.
Aaaaahhh. I finally finished the entire application. My butt hurts from sitting too long and I haven't eaten since 11am and I still fluffed up a passage about time management, lol.
Once upon a time I would've felt profoundly sick at having to talk myself up so much and "sell" myself to an employer. I guess now I'm just jaded enough to recognise it's a game I have to play to keep a roof over my head. Just gotta give it a go. I'm not super invested in this job anyway tbh but figure it's the best option going atm and worth a try.
Still waiting for that 3-day a week/short term contract job that would work so much better for me.
Anyway time to go shower and eat and unwind.
Back in the day people used to take whole watermelons injected with booze into the cricket. So what you do is bite a little hole in the top and suck the juice from it. Then you start chewing through it. By the end of the day you're wearing the rind as a helmet, giving a little wave π€ to the camera and off ya chops.
There's a little culture for ya.
And you wind up smelling like watermelon which is preferable to beer, sweat and sunscreen.
I've seen it done with a bag of oranges still in the netting. Take the stickers off, inject the oranges, put them back on the ones you've injected.
This Terry's shot do you reckon it would work if I chocolated the rim of a shot glass then filled it with Cointreau?.
My sister did a version of this whilst camping in a caravan with friends at Wilson's Prom like 25 years ago. Multiple watermelons, bottles of vodka. She told me they woke up the next morning and the inside of the caravan was covered in watermelon.
Pre used watermelon presumablyβ¦
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The meds have settled down now.
At this current moment in time, I'm really isolated. A have a couple of good friends but I've always had different groups of friends that I've flitted between.
Most of my dreams are about hanging out with people.
It's an ache of sorts. One that frustrates you because sometimes no matter what you do, you can't alleviate it.
I chose a non traditional pathway. I spent a lot of time being a drug addict, which has long term consequences I never considered.
That aside, the dull ache of depression has lifted, which is nice. Now I have the energy to make big changes in my behaviour.
I think that's the point of these meds.
/Rant
So many hugs.
I understand. I donβt know how to fix it but I can empathise, am sending warm vibes of companionship. Itβs not you, it just happens to some people. Iβm in a boring traditional pathway - uni, partner, house, job, but am isolated too. For me I think when my contemporaries started having kids and I didnβt, they all just slowly disappeared and never got replaced. Family Is dysfunctional so no luck there either. Well done on getting the meds and looking after yourself. Hopefully Gibson will give you some snuggles! I think accepting the situation can help, at least it relieves the feeling of fomo, and then you can focus on what you want to do next.
Thanks so much for your message. I really appreciate it.
I'm not someone who gives up on what they want but I need to grow some more patience.
I will now be able to go out and meet people and not come across poorly because I'm depressed, or instantly assume they wouldn't want to talk to me because of my feelings about myself.
That's the killer part. You're depressed, so you don't have the energy or motivation to meet people and even if you did, you doubt yourself the entire time. I think people pick up on that.
My experience of this - Yep that is the point and also the hard bit. It's like it strips away the depression/anxiety/whatever that's actually there because your brain is standing between you and THE STUFF you can't quite look at head on. The drugs replace that maladaptive stuff with...blank....but THE STUFF is still there. It's just now you can see it and work with it. It's still hard. But you've bought yourself some capacity. And the ability to put some distance between yourself and THE STUFF so you can start to see THE STUFF is not actually you.
(The you in that is the general you / how I experienced it for me. I am not trying to tell you what your experience is. Hope that makes sense)
Big hugs and random internet support from someone who also walks a weird path
Makes perfect sense. It feels like I can do what I need to so I can fix things. Without the problem stopping me.
Kind of a vicious cycle in a way.
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