goldenone's journals

have you ever thought how weird some of the things we eat are? like peanut paste. seriously, have you ever thought how random it is to eat mashed up nuts on bread?  who thought of that?

i'm very grateful to whoever was lateral-thinking enough to come up with it because it's totally delicious, but it's still weird

well i talked to the equal opportunities commission about my sexual discrimination issues at work. it's basically not worth pursuing, if you can believe it. turns out that because they gave me a promotion after i confronted them about it, they will probably get away with it.

i would need to desmonstrate how it has adversely affected me, other than unquantifiable effects such as distress etc. so i could say that it prevented me from getting the promotion i deserved but oh wait, i got it in the end. never mind that i had to go and ask for it, when they just handed it to the less experienced guy and then TOLD ME IT WAS BECAUSE HE WAS A GUY. the fact they gave it to me as well (in the end) covers their ass.

i would need to have a remedy in mind, you can't just complain vexatiously to get them in trouble (even if they should get in trouble). obviously the remedy would be to get the promotion in the first place, but oh wait, i did get it in the end.

it just seems so unfair that i can miss out on a promotion, my boss can tell me that it happened because on my sex, and they can get away with it.  the fact is, i would not have been given that promotion if i hadn't complained.  how is that fair??

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the worst thing about finally having the house to myself is feeling like i have to hurry ti fit in all the alone time stuff i want to do!

oh the pressure!  cook a yummy dinner, watch the dvd, play on the internet, have a long bath and all before anyone gets home

I can't convince anyone to go out with me tonight. sad losers

looks like it will be me, my box of kraft macaroni cheese and a dvd. and no drugs to make it fun :(

My friend Lucy leaves for Melbourne next Sunday. We’re going to have our last goodbye over burgers and fries at Hungry Jacks.

Dammit why do all the awesome people leave??

*cry*

Although... it is an EXCELLENT excuse to spend a lot of time over there visiting! Better sign up to the Tiger Airways website so I get notified when there’s $10 flights...

Tonight I have an appointment with my mortgage broker to see if I can afford another house.  This has become very pressing as my tenant who I live with has suddenly gone very loopy.

He got on the drugs on the weekend, then Ryan my boyfriend came home yesterday to find him standing on the roof in his suit.  When he saw Ryan he waved a big cheery hello. Then last night he went for about an 8km walk during which apparently people kept running out of the bushes at him, but "luckily" he just pushed through them.  Those are a couple of examples of some pretty paranoid and delusional behaviour and hallucinations which I am keen to get away from. 

He's acting in a very weird serene manner, like any night he might just come into our bedroom and stab us to death with that eerie smile on his face.  He also seems completely unaware that the stuff he's saying is really odd, so one wonders if his brain has gone into some kind of shutdown survival mechanism.  He's had crazy drug paranoia in the past, storming out of people's houses accusing them of all being against him and stuff when everyone's just sitting around having a chilled out time.

So yeah, let's all cross our fingers that I can get another mortgage and Ryan and I can move out and not get murdered in our sleep!!

I'm dying of impatience here.

When are my ear gauges going to show up from bodyartforms.com
When can I get the awesome new camera I have my eye on
When will I have a new house to move into, just me, on my own
When will I hear back about my gg application (actually - I think I already know the answer.  It's been three weeks.  I'm a smart girl)

I'm bored.  I want stuff to happen.

Well I talked my boss about my lack of promotion.  And the word from the horse's mouth?

"I don't know, we maybe, subconsciously, thought of it AS A MAN'S JOB or something like that."

That's just excellent.  I love that he wasn't afraid to admit it.