Mine is currently 26 days late. The one before it was eight days late. Definitely not pregnant, not on any kind of hormones.
Bottom line, periods fuck and the uncertainty of it all does one's head in.
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I wrote the Waters of Love. I haven't finished it. Chonky Kiwi in Scotland. Mass consumer of music and podcasts. Manifestation Queen for Seaside Pod Review. Always tired, but partial to craft beer. Quaver and Stafford for life <3
Mine is currently 26 days late. The one before it was eight days late. Definitely not pregnant, not on any kind of hormones.
Bottom line, periods fuck and the uncertainty of it all does one's head in.
Harmony Mazur, Minnie's sister and a friend of Quaver's
If anyone thought my life was just about the lads, it wasn't. I didn't just have Minnie, there was Min's sister, Harmony. A most appropriate name for her nature, not as bonkers as my dear pal. The hours we spent talking about world peace, wine, reading maps and fishing. Calm in a storm.
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Yeah, I'm not quite remembering when this scene took place. 1992, I think? Stafford and Quaver had an awkward phase before this point, but now, fuck that, let's go out and be party animals!
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this is so devastating π’
Early 1967. Quaver was 18 and hanging out in bars... the days before Stafford returned from overseas. Wellington's somewhat illicit nightlife.
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When I renewed my NZ passport a little while ago, it was all online. Do need a digital ID thing, which I did ages ago when I needed documents for my visa for the UK. But the rest was a piece of cake, photo uploaded, put in referee details and two days later, the passport was in my hands!
Weird nostalgia for Stafford and Quaver while working on some music in 1983. Quaver has her youngest, Quinlan, with her. Talk of babies... and distant pasts.
Scary that Quinlan is now 43 years old!
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Yeah, it does, I tried a similar one a while back. The beers there are nothing short of amazing. Lots of kooky weird ones, which are my thing, but their more... normal beers are a nice touch, too.
Need to try this immediately
Was talking to housemate earlier about Brewdog and Innis and Gunn...
Heaven forbid if @twicebrewedbrewco.bsky.social went that way. Nope. Not allowed. Not when they make the most fantastic beers in the world and I had no idea they are now on here.
Haven't been to the taproom for a while π’
There are times where I don't need comfort or support as such. Just a break, and it is not because of anything anyone has done. I get overwhelmed.
Yep, I was a cute wean once... then I grew up π
You in another decade.
1982
It had to be today, I had to get to a certain episode of Season 8 of ER.
I am bawling my eyes out over a TV show that is over twenty years old.
I don't think you will get away with no photos this time, not if I have anything to do with it π
Just been reminded Cologne, Franz Ferdinand and @ianwinick.bsky.social and @mychameleondays.bsky.social is less than a month away.
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With the other bs in my life at the moment, there is at least that to look forward to!
It is at least not a instant 'no' like I have had in the past. Nor is it is a yes, but with the applications with the employer for a week now, it feels a bit more positive.
It twists my melon so much the news refers to buy-outs of companies as 'rescues'.
It's not a rescue when you make loads of people redundant.
Looking at you, Brewdog and Innis & Gunn. Two Scottish brewing companies, kaput this week and def in the case of Brewdog, a effing shambles.
It's a little NSFW, with Quaver and Seth being all sexy with each other circa 1982.
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I just checked the status of the first job I applied for and a message I found on the HR portal seems to indicate I may have passed the first sift. Similar situation to the second job I applied for.
Both jobs were a better fit than the one I got the rejection email from.
I have my fingers π€
and it is not a forever goodbye, I just need a bit of space.
When you are a regular part of a podcast, you don't wanna really let loose that you're feeling pretty fucking awful.
I feel bad I said goodbye to Discord earlier, but when my mood is the lowest of low, I tend to keep off anything I enjoy because I don't wish to impose my mood on people I care about.
It's not just the job hunting. A situation with the neighbour, my health, the feeling I've reached menopause.
Yeah, I just read about the apprenticeships. I know for me, I can really get stuck into a role and I learn pretty freaking quick.
I've just never been able to quite get my foot in the door.
I sound so entitled haha, but the bottom line is... it is a total waste of my abilities if I end up in a job that doesn't use them.
I feel like I'd get knocked back from those kinds of jobs too, because not one of my jobs has the actual title of Administration Assistant. I get very tired of seeing the same rejection response... because when you do have everything they want and still, it isn't enough to get a look in.
Breakroom tried to tell me it would only send jobs to me that had what I wanted and matched my skills.
So far, it has more or less failed. I don't want call centre, I don't want standing jobs, I don't want temp or part time.
Job rejection email, same wording as every other rejection, someone is always better than you.
Watching a friend's flight on Flight Radar then it hits me, I will be in that same position in a month's time.
Ideally, I would have started job hunting earlier, but my health got in the way, and now I might finally be getting better, I doubt I will have a job by then.
Job market sucks.
Nosy people suck.
Being unwell sucks.
And my period is currently 22 days late, and I'm not pregnant.
I can't deal with all of this at the same time.
Yesterday, I honestly felt... very weird.
It's a bit of NSFW and I had a dΓ©jΓ vu feeling with this snippet... turns out I posted some of the preamble with an earlier prompt.
Palm Springs in 1999, and there be a sexy photo shoot because Quaver's getting married and Min's finally single.
Sexy times between best friends.
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