Here’s the paywall free version. Thot is plickening.
Here’s the paywall free version. Thot is plickening.
Oh good! The mousse looked nice and moussey.
Have you caught the update? Police went back to the tip. I mean, there a lot of other places to hide evidence around Leongatha. Like a huge fucking coastline of remote beaches, bushland. I think we are dealing with a fucking idiot as I previously deduced.
He’s still got it. He and his band fucking rock. I’m over big concerts and most old music, but he’s really impressive.
Damn. That looks great!
I’m actually more resentful tonight. Due to fixations. I’m glad to have received a free tv unplanned and that my cats join me on my bed to watch star trek. Stew was made but I’m fed up. No thoughts of violence at least. Hope you found some peace of mind too! Tomorrow is another day.
No they were white, brown underneath and looked a bit like the big mushrooms you can get at most supermarkets. They also looked a bit like death caps. No way I was eating the fuckin things. I grew enough potatoes and brassicas to feed myself anyway.
My challenge to you is not throw the fucking thing at husband if he doesn’t work out what a dick he was about said cake and really love it.
Yes, she fed them the death cap mushrooms. Whether intentional or not.
Poison is a common murder weapon. “I didn’t do anything!” what does that even mean? She did cook the fucking mushrooms and serve them. Those people died.
I’ve walked 5.25 ks today. Just at work and a bit of doing stuff. Time for a lie down. I got a free tv yesterday and my hard drive with all my legally acquired avi files seems to work very well with it. I’m going to re-watch the next gen. Started at s1e1 last night and it’s as good as I remember.
Ok, so death cap mushrooms do resemble the edible ones I described, but you’d still need to be a fucking idiot to not know the difference and cook and feed them to people. She could very well be a fucking idiot.
People are good at gossiping that’s for sure.
I like how they describe south gippsland as close knit. It’s super white, parochial and backward. Yarram while I was there had an art mural phase where a guy, heesco of Mongolian heritage painted a whole load of colonial white men doing farm / colonialist things. One woman and one first nations among about twenty murals. It was fantastic in its execution and economically developed the town, but it reinforced how stuck in the 1960s the whole are is.
Also - I had big wild mushrooms growing in my front yard down there at around this time of year. People would collect them, apparently they’re a delicacy. I cooked one and it smelled like greasy dirt. Too easy to mistake them honestly for poisonous ones unless you really know what you’re doing.
They don’t think they are. Most people have a severe lack of self awareness. I am also resentful. My mate asked me to send her a gratitude list, I’m grateful she cares. I’m glad I’m finished work for the day and can have a bath, face mask, enjoy cats, watch star trek and make a stew. Time to re-arrange the flat as well. I think I just sent you my gratitude list.
I don’t feel hated. I feel deserted.
This is true, but I have almost no experience in dealing with female emotions, a noticeable cycle and the daily stresses of being misgendered, laughed at. I’m starting to hate the straight world. So many people say they’re allies, but they really don’t get it. Pronouns are a good start but most people ultimately won’t try too hard. Which is fair enough, everyone has their own shit going on. Lots of gays and cis queers don’t get it either and a lot of trans people gatekeep it and pick at others, generally projecting their own insecurities or expressing their envy toward the fact I’ve never shied away from indulging my femininity and they became toxic males to mask their own internalised transphobia.
My baseline happiness is a lot better than a year ago and I am making a lot of good choices now, due to yes, life experience and because I finally feel like I own my body.
I mean I have, a few times now. Asked her to please reach out to other parents of trans kids. She doesn’t think it will help, but if she refuses again, I’ll take a leaf out of my sister’s book and find other people to talk to.
Happens a lot honestly. I gave some basic bros the finger the other day for it and just started them down. This was just in a supermarket. I usually frankly ask if they’re gonna fucking say something, but it wears you down. They always act surprised and back down, but the damage is done. I’m resilient and am used to being laughed at for my appearance, but it’s fucking awful for a lot of young people who haven’t and shouldn’t have to develop a thick skin. I’ve suffered a bunch of transphobia this week, from supposed allies. I choose not to engage with those people anymore. Allies are often mocked within the trans and gender non conforming community for how often their good will is misplaced. It’s better that people try of course.
There’s no way you can tell us not to listen either, that doesn’t work. We all know transphobes are sick incels and terfs with bitterly shit lives and that more people love us than hate us, but experiencing it first hand sucks.