Origami and handmade cards are very thoughtful. :)

Keep trying with the folds, one day you’ll forget to check the videoguide!

I have, many times, and nothing changes, always an excuse, they forgot or were distracted by something more important. Hence why I have completely given up trying to plan anything. Like talking to a brick wall. Things only happen when I take the initiative. Special days, house repairs, appointments…

Dud. After years of having to remind, plan and remind the other half again and again, I gave up and said nothing last year. Nothing happened. Nothing happened again this year. Next up - Mother’s Day, which I expect to be equally nothing, just like last year.

I can’t wait for the complaints that I planned nothing for birthdays or Father’s Day.

https://www.etsy.com/shop/critterstitchdesigns/

(Not the Mushroom Amigurumi itself, but the pattern to make one)

It’s a book of psalms and prayers. The idea of someone asking what passage they should read and being answered with “The spider bookmarked one” brings me joy.

Chaotic good. I have bookmarks, I just forget to use them.

I have a very old book (published in 1794) that has leaves, spiders, some writing, as well as fire and water damage. Not worth anything in the condition it’s in, but it’s mine and I love it. I’ve always wanted to know why there were spiders in it, but I’m thankful it’s not bound in human leather.

Save for a few I bought second hand, and the first book I ever owned (I managed to have it signed by the author 20 years later) the rest of my books look like they are fresh off a bookstore shelf.

We paid about 3$AUD per banana just over a decade ago. Cyclone Yazi had wiped out a fair portion of the plantations.

I don’t want to imagine what they’d hit cost wise if that were to happen now.

Mine went away in my teens, but only after learning to sing. (Vocal training, not speech therapy). It did make a sporadic appearance for the next 20 or so years, typically when overly tired or stressed.

It unfortunately returned as I got older. It’s less annoying than aphasia. (I lie, it’s still annoying, and the two together are calm destroying.)

<.<

I’ve always added a carrot.

First I was asked politely to not swear, even if I was not a customer facing employee.

Second time I was cautioned was because I’d switched to swearing in another language. Manager thought it was hilarious, but they still knew I was swearing.

I spent the next five years being increasingly creative with how I swore. A temporary (and loud) revert to English swearing when I was in a workplace accident was kindly ignored due to circumstance.

There was no third warning.

ASKA, Satisfactory, and No Man’s Sky. Occasionally a bit of Pax Dei thrown in in case my building scratch is itchy.

There was a place like this in Vancouver, no idea if it is still there.

The Elbow Room. “Food and service is our name, abuse is our game!”

One of our group asked for water, he got told his legs worked and he could get it himself. The food was amazing, although we did get told off for not finishing our plate.

Indeed.

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. :(

Can you be my neighbour? The new ones think 8am is the perfect time to stand outside my window and scream at each other. I’ve just gotten to sleep. Noise at 11 (even a lawnmower outside my room) I could sleep through, but that first two hours of sleep I struggle to stay asleep.

The winddown before sleep is nice, it’s so peaceful outside.

(Currently at a 5.30am bedtime.)

Moving the fireworks to when the sun is high in the sky will be a hard sell, no one can see them and everyone will complain, daysider and nightsider.

Tell the markets to stay open past noon or the shopping centres to stay open later than five. Late night shopping where I live is six pm. Weekend shopping? Four pm, unless the shop randomly decides to close at two. I’ve lost count how often I have rocked up to a store, and hour before closing, to find out they closed early so they could go enjoy the sun.

Seriously, I hate that if I keep to my normal sleep schedule (and this avoids insomnia and being sick all the time), I have a two hour window on most days to get things done. That two hours is from the moment I wake until shops close, not including the normal wake up stuff like showering, or eating. It also doesn’t include travel time, and I live in a sprawl where everything is a half hour away. I’d love to support the farmers markets, or browse the local markets and fairs. They are closing when I arrive, and I’ve already sacrificed sleep to try and attend.

I love Carrie even more now.

Hopefully through their buttholes, not through their fingers and mouths.