Welcome to the Melbourne Community Daily Discussion Thread.
Been a while since I dropped by. This is why:
I think we’re finally at submission day 😬
So excited for you! We’re all looking forward to you telling us that you’re Dr Omoikiri!
The thing I’m most excited about it closing all those physical tabs open on my desktop, as well as all the mental tabs I have open in my head. I’ve been running on 100% bandwidth for about 2 years and I can’t wait to finally be done.
That and the sweet pay rise I get once I’m conferred. 👌
Yass! Get it! 🖤
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Yooooo you’re so close!!! がんばれ!!
364 pages. 157,000 words. 死ぬほど疲れた
x_x you will be released from this soon…
nice one!!
once youve made that decision to submit, just hit that button and send your baby off! resiat the urge for “just one more check” :)
“Baby.” It definitely feels like that. It also feels like I’ve been pregnant for 41 months and i’m so exhausted and I’m just about ready to throw the whole thing out the window. Apparently that’s how you know you’re basically done.
Once I’ve sent it off, my supervisors want a version of the pdf for their reference. I’ve told them that even if they notice a typo in there, under no circumstances are they to tell me until I get my examiners report I can actually do something about it.
TRIGGER WARNING: man rant with a hint of mysticism and philosophy…
Something all mums need to see.
Picture of a sign in my kitchen which reads, “GOOD MUMS have sticky floors, Messy kitchens, Piles of laundry, dirty ovens and HAPPY KIDS”
Mr Peeler cracked the shits about how the kitchen was untidy. Admittedly I didn’t clean up very well yesterday, I felt fucking awful and it was an effort to drag myself through any task. I reminded him that he has made plenty of mess in the past week and cleaned none of it. He countered that he was sick. I reminded him I was too, and am still recovering! But only people with main character syndrome are allowed clemency for illness😒 Anyway, to cut a long story short (and a lot of futile self defence type arguing and bullshit out) I have this sign in my kitchen. After a similar argument many years ago, I left the house and went for a walk. I found myself in the op shop around the corner from my house. I walked into the store and there it was, this sign, perched atop a collection of kitchen bric-a-brac. It was literally the first thing my eyes saw when I entered the store. I shit you not, I swear on both my parents graves, there was a soft shaft of light from a high window that fell across some of the kitchen stuff, including this sign. It was so freaky! It was like, a sign but also a sign. You know, a sign sign. Of course I bought it, took it home and placed it in a prominent part of the kitchen, where it remains to this day. Mr Peeler later admitted he’d been a total dick. As he always does. Having the impulse control of a 5yo is not easy for a 60+yo boomer. He does not seem to be able to stop those first words from coming out, and having been in too many relationships where I didn’t adequately stand up for myself if at all, I am shockingly defensive and do not back down in an argument.
Additional thoughts: I’ve spent altogether too much time in pubs, bars and taverns, done a frightening amount of drinking, and been in the position where it’s late at night and the talk has turned personal. Older men often speak of their mothers, especially after a recent bereavement. I’ve never once in my whole life heard a man say, “my mum was a good lady but I wish she’d cleaned the oven a bit more often,” or “I wish mum had vacuumed more often.” They do say things like, “my mother never held me,” “my mother never told me she loved me,” “my mother was really cold to me my whole life and I never knew why,” “my mother put dad first and us kids came a long way second.” Because these are the things, at the end of the night, at the end of life itself, that really fucking hurt.
Thankyou for humouring my rant!
Nobody knows I have a dirty oven because nobody else uses it.
My oven’s not generally too dirty… in a small place if the oven’s dirty and you heat it up the stink goes through the place too much. Mm, charcoal anyone? But I did go through very bad post natal depression after the second child and was lax with the oven. Actually I was lax with everything. Mr Peeler refuses to use a microwave so every time he heated up anything the house smelt like old bbq.
I bought a steam cleaner. I’m too old to sit on my knees and scrub the thing.
Ooh does it work well? What kind did you buy?
It works very well. I bought a karcher but people swear a kmart one works just as well. It’s fantastic for cleaning the filters on the range hood too.
Thankyou, definitely going to check it out!
We just chuck ours in the dishwasher once a month.
If mine could fit in there I’d definitely do that too.
damn the glass door ones 🤨
The glass door is the easy part. I don’t really like having to get into the oven to clean the bastard.
Looking at my boomer parents and the ‘kitchen dynamic’ for my poor mum I feel this rant.
It’s what got me into cooking. It’s fukn hard work and severely underappreciated.
It so is. Also the buying and storage of ingredients, prepping, cleaning up, all those things that should be done via magic… if I could only get it to work. I used to be simultaneously jealous and derisive of Sabrina from Bewitched. Like, you can literally just wiggle your nose! Why do it all manually‽
I love my mum, but she expects so much of me and it frustrates me. Especially when she pulls the same stuff I do. Like she’ll leave things out but then gets mad at me when I do. Gets mad when I don’t clean things, but she doesn’t clean things.
Like, I don’t really care if the house looks like a mess. My friends always tell me how clean my house is, and like obviously I notice the crumbs and such, but mum gets ridiculously embarrassed that the house is messy. She’ll be like “I’m so sorry about the mess!” and it’s like yeah it’s not spotless, but people live here.
Honestly, this skit from Chris Flemming is exactly my mother.
How you describe your mum is how Mr Peeler is. That skit is wonderful!
Like, I do appreciate her instilling values and teaching me how to clean (because when I was a kid she was a stay at home mum and did everything and didn’t teach myself anything, you know how Mumma boys exist and they don’t know how to cook or like wash clothes because their mum did it for them, that was me. Of course, now I know how to do things, so it’s not like I’m completely out of the dark), but I just… ugh. I totally totally understand how you feel but like… yeah from the perspective of my me and my mum.
Also, I’m glad you loved that skit, I watch it often. I’ve even shown mum and she’s like jokingly telling me to fuck off haha. “Get rid of the couches, we can’t let people know WE SIT!” and “There can’t be any sign of living in this house”, I often quote those two lines, especially around routine inspections.
Can I say it? Imma say it
Sky pretty
Found out tonight that Montana is a red state. Dad ordered a Bud Lite at the restaurant and the waiter informed him that they haven’t sold it since the “Bud Lite fiasco”… I looked up what that was and realised where we are. Do a quick Google to see how ridiculous these people are… or just Click here
Then I thought back through my day and realised I haven’t seen one black person here. I also recall seeing one of those cheap novelty tshirt stores on the main street, one tshirt being Trump with big 80’s sunglasses on and it said “I’ll Be Bach”, which isn’t even clever. There’s no Bach joke there, it’s just a Terminator reference and it’s Back. Now I’m silently judging everyone I see.
As much as I hate America, I sure as hell do know a lot about American politics and the whole “culture war” shit. But like yeah, right-wing nut jobs essentially boycotted Bud Lite and the reason was… get this, that they sponsored a video of Dylan Mulvaney, a trans woman who has been documenting her transition on TikTok everyday. But the maddening thing about it is, is that the Bud Lite with Dylan on it was only for her, it wasn’t for anyone else. So all these dickheads buying Bud Lite to shoot at it, or going into stores that sell Bud Lite and trashing the place.
And the sad thing about it… Bud Light never reached out to Mulvaney about this situation to ask if she was okay. This probably is stated in the link you posted, but I guess this is a shorter version. I just have loads of thoughts on this.
sox doesn't want me to go to Hamer Hall either, what do :(
e: despite her deep comfort I was saved by a knock on the door from a neighbour which dislodged her and finally got me going. Taking a tram after ages and this is one of the less hectic 109s. They gotta figure out better transport though the tram gets so packed once it hits those masses of apartments recently popping up in Abbotsford near IKEA.
Morning DT Fam…
What’s everyone up to today?
Driving back from Daylesford. Had amazing meal, went to Borealis on the Lake.(light show)
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Oh, I think next weekend the last weekend for the show! Did you enjoy it?
I actually didn’t plan on joining the group for this particular event but I’m really glad I did. Was mesmerizing and some really good photo opportunities.
The only caveat is watch what the wind is gonna do on the day. They have massive smoke machines to bounce lasers off and a high wind day will blow it away.
You are fine to purchase tix last minute as well
Morning Llab! Nice pic ☺️ today I am just watching UFC and chilling at home
Hey, hey! Who is fighting this round?
The headliner fight is Aljamain Sterling defending his title against ‘Suga’ Sean O’Malley. The champ is a significant favourite, but it would be really fun for the division if Sean O’Malley wins it, and he does have a shot!
Got a Wynton Marsalis concert at 2 that my brother got me a ticket for. Weirdly enough I don’t really feel like going now, after all this time… Been a hectic week, socialised heavily four days in a row, today is solo but I kind of want to just flop
We saw him last time he was out. The first half of the concert then was him playing jazz stuff and it was one of the best performances I’d ever seen. The second half was his own composition which just was not our thing at all and it was so disappointing. There was a guy a few seats along from us who had loved the first half too, standing ovation and whooping and everything, and in the second half he just slumped lower and lower in his seat and half-heartedly clapped a few times at the end.
For as much as my love for Jazz in general, I have to admit I had to look him up.
Also, is it… odd that when I looked him up that the first highlighted question was, “What’s the downside of Wynton Marsalis?”.
(On a silly side note, I totally dig his name.)
Just stuff. Washing, cooking, eating etc. You know just stuff.
Oh yes, I know the stuff. I usually spend weekends trying to run from it. What’s for din tonight?
Oooo I don’t know yet.
Alternating between household chores and resting. My boring sunday push.
Sometimes we gotta love a boring Sunday!
I’m in bed with a cat on me. Drawing with a stylus on phone while lying on my back and she’s lying on my front. Neither of us are moving any time soon
I made a waffle!
That looks delicious I need to shower.
looks very good and delicious 👍🤤
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You’ll have to find someone else to acquit you because I will be your accomplice. wtf.
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The need to clean and hang out clothes is strong but so is the need to nap. Think I will do the clothes then let myself have a lil snooze. Life has been so hectic lately I just keep crashing everytime I stop.
So order of the afternoon (I got a walk and some food prep done this morning so that’s good)
Hang out clothes Nap / lazy snoozing Clean kitchen and vacuum Suss out the diary for the week. More snoozing.
Every time i gaze upon this picture of mishycat, i plotz.
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zomg. they CAN talk.
Colleagues who send not remotely urgent emails on a Sunday evening, eww.
If I’m bored, sometimes I’ll just schedule emails on the weekend or Friday afternoon to be released at 8am on Monday.
…
Except, sometimes I forget and it goes out right away.
Bear! Ft. Bear Balls.
I dislike the fact that I find it difficult to be okay with people I’m close to not reaching out for a while. Perhaps that’s the whole “rejection sensitive dysphoria” part of ADHD.
My attempt at a rational mind says, “They’re busy and you’re busy. Now suck it up and get a life.”
My emotional mind however, says, “Ahhhhhh we just wanna be close to ____, why are they so distant?!”
I just wanna do my work without my emotional mind being a bitch!
Oh is this adhd? I just thought all my friends had deserted me. I think I better call that shrink. Was meant to get a better referral from my gp last week, but it was his last day and he fucked nearly everything up, aside from all the scripts I asked him to write. I called him a drug dealer. Maybe that wasn’t cool.
Finally gathered myself into an acceptable public form, as I have run out of toilet paper and have been holding this massive shit all day lol
You are brave. I would’ve sacrificed a t shirt.
I used a t-shirt for the number ones hahaha
Desperate times call for desperate measures taps forehead wisely
Precisely!
- Take a walk: Buy milk and look for dish cloths
- Eat something
- Dust
- Vacuum
- Shower
- Eat something more
- World Cup Final
- Eat something before bed
The simple things in life are often the best!
