Valentine’s Day has come and gone and it was pretty uneventful for me. I’ve never been a big fan of that day honestly. I don’t plan to do anything usually. It just comes and goes without a fanfare.
Valentine’s Day also marked our two year anniversary of getting engaged which I was reminded of a few times. I’m not so sure if that’s a good thing or not because two years is a long engagement even for me. It’s also not something I would think of being a really important date either, no matter what day it happened to fall on.
Anyway we basically just left the house and went to eat Malaysian food then went for ice cream. We got home and I think I went right to sleep.
I’ve just been so tired and run down lately that I just want to sleep and I struggle to get enough of quality sleep. It’s been so bad that I had to take Benadryl. I’ve got a little hangover from it today. Not so good. I was starting to get sick yesterday too and I feel only marginally better. If I didn’t have things to do today, I would have taken the day off. Therefore I’m on the train heading to Melbourne. I haven’t eaten anything and I’m fuelled with coffee only. I’m feeling pretty terrible.
Anyway, that’s it from me. I’m thinking about food now and I’m hungry. Off I go to stare out the window for the next 40 minutes.
I started writing this a few moments after I took this picture. It’s nothing to be proud of and nothing I’d frame on the wall, but this is how I spend most of my time. I spend almost 1/6 of my day travelling on the train from point A to point B. That’s about around 3-4 hours of my day spent most of the week.
I like to complain about this a lot, and I mean a lot. You’ve probably read something about how much I hate the commute and how I wish they’d just build a teleporter outside my front door to go anywhere I want (hell, even a one-way deal would make me happy).
I was going to make this a big long list of the negatives of my daily commute, but I’ll skip that. It’s really not all that bad, but there’s plenty bad in there.
Why I Hate It
This is easy. It’s always easier to complain about what I hate. These things are the main reasons why I hate the long commute.
Time Wasted: There’s only so much you can accomplish riding the train for so long. Since the distance between where I live and where I work/study is so big, there’s a lot of emptiness. There is no internet service on the train and the mobile towers are flaky at best (the Victorian government is supposed to be doing something about this), I can’t get any work done.
Alarm Call: To be where I need to be at 8 am, I have to leave home before 5:30 am. That means my mornings are usually groggy, zombified messes. It’s a general rule that if I don’t leave more than 2 hours earlier than I have to, I won’t make it. Not fun for train delays [see below].
Cost: It’s not really terrible, but I spend about $12 one way. That’s about the same amount that someone spends for an all-day ticket around Melbourne and the suburbs. If I still lived around Melbourne, I wouldn’t complain anymore, I promise!
Unreliability: When it gets hot, trains get delayed. When it’s cold, trains get delayed. When it’s rainy, trains get delayed. When it’s windy, trains get delayed. One of these delays can really screw up my whole schedule for the day. I miss one of them, I have to wait 45 minutes for the next train in the morning. On the way home, if a train is delayed, it can easily take an extra hour for me to get home. The connection times are so bad that sometimes I have to run for the bus before it leaves in 1-2 minutes.
Rude people: Some people have no understanding that people in 3 carriages do not want to hear their phone conversation about an abusive brother-in-law, what their plans are for the weekend, or how many times they got laid in the last two days. (I’m not making this up. I have heard all of this.) Parents let their kids run up and down the aisles, screaming their heads off, and being little brats. People play their shitty-ass music over the speaker on their phone. This is all in what the train calls a “quiet carriage”.
Everything stinks: Sometimes the seats smell like they haven’t been cleaned in over a decade. They smell like sweat and mildew. It’s really gross and gives me a huge headache. The public toilets are horrifying. (All public toilets are horrifying…)
Why I Like It
It’s not all so bad. In fact, sometimes I look forward to the trips.
Train fan: I like trains. I am not really sure why, but I like them. I’ve never actually owned any train models and didn’t love them when I was a kid. I am really interested in the history of the train stations around Victoria, like the one I live closest to used to be somewhere else and the current location it’s on now used to be some kind of chicken farm. I could spend my whole day reading about the history of trains here. I probably should try to find a museum somewhere.
Time to unwind: The trip gives me some time to rewind. I can sleep sometimes, but it’s not often. I’ve never been a big fan of sleeping in public. These days, I kind of close my eyes and zone out. It’s really nice. Early in the mornings, when everybody is still half-asleep, it’s really quiet and I can empty my head of thoughts. I guess it’s a really basic form of meditation.
Environment: I’ve told people that Australia is beautiful. Even if it’s the big open fields with trees, it’s really pretty. We get to pass mountains. There are rivers. It reminds me a lot of where I’m from in Texas. It’s empty, but it’s nice to look at. When we get to the city, I like looking at all the graffiti that’s well-done. (I don’t like lazy wall art.) Also, some of the train stations have a very vintage, nostalgic look to them, especially in the very remote towns we pass through.
Comfort: I’d hate to admit it, but the country trains are really comfortable. Yeah, they may stink sometimes, but they’re pretty comfortable getting me back and forth. I’m not sure how my shrinking ass would do on longer trips though. The temperature also always feels a lot better than how it feels outside. Sometimes this can make me really look forward to leave.
No driving required: I don’t like to drive. I hate it. It’s why I don’t own a car now, even if I live in a smaller town. It does get really annoying when I need to go somewhere local, but if I need to, I can get to bigger cities easily. I do think, however, that I will need to get a car soon though because it would be nice to get to the station in 5 minutes rather than 25 minutes in the morning.
Eye candy: Since I’m not having to look at the road or pay attention to anything, I can look at other people instead. Some of the people I see are really good-looking (everybody). There are some really cute train conductors. I’d hate to say it, but in Melbourne there are certain places where the train stops and there are a lot of cute people. Haha.
I guess that’s it! Super simple post about travelling. Speaking of travel, I am supposed to go to the USA at the end of the year. I will be excited to get back home for a while so I can get fat.
I just gave myself a facial. Mud mask–get your head out of the gutter!
My pores really needed it. Someone could have seen the dirt in them from the next city over. It might have explained why I have been so greasy lately, now if I can only stop tugging on my chin hair. (I gave that a trim too so I would be less likely to pull on it.)
It’s a bit funny because I liked where my facial hair was going. I didn’t shave my face for over a week, but I think I’ve said this before, my facial hair grows in little patches. It’s not awful, but after a while, I just start looking like a hobo instead of some suave guy with a beard. I don’t think that will ever happen. When am I going to be what I’ve always dreamt of: some bald-headed guy with nice facial hair? Never, it seems.
That’s when it’s easier to actually date and marry someone who can grow a full beard in 2-3 days. (I’m exaggerating. I have more body hair than my partner. People wouldn’t normally think so considering where he’s from. [Stop stereotyping, Ben!])
I do know that I hate shaving. Hate it, hate it, hate it. If I could just go to sleep, have it all removed by laser while I’m sleeping, and then never have to bother with it again, I’d do that. But, well, my dad was as hairy as an ape and I knew that I’d be blessed by the same coat of fur at some point. It caught up with me in my mid-30s.
I do have to shave though. No magical fairy is going to take away all my body hair.
Late last year, I joined the Dollar Shave Club which mails me 4 cartridges every month (or two) which has actually been great. I’m not here advertising for them, but it’s been nice. One of my least favourite things to do is shop for razor refills. They send it to me in the mail. I shave, and I don’t have to worry about buying new ones. The 6-razor cartridge refills I usually bought here were like $30+ for 6 of them. $11 for 4 every month is a pretty good deal, in my opinion. I never have to run out and grab refills anymore. Again, it’s nice. I like it. Now, if they’d just mail someone who can actually SHAVE me, that would be great.
Soz everybody. I don’t seem to have very much energy this week. Things have been a little bit busier, but no matter how much sleep I get, I can’t seem to get any rest. I’m not sure why. I’ve slept about 3-4 hours since I’ve gotten home today and I’m still tired.
NOTE: This post isn’t an indication of anything in my current relationship, so Dear, don’t be alarmed.
I originally titled this “Things F*** Up Sometimes” and started talking about how people like me who document their life on the internet will conveniently forget certain things happen when it comes to negative things in life. It paints people as these perfect individuals who have the perfect life. It doesn’t really happen that way though. Perfect doesn’t exist OR if you think about it, the “perfect” life is how you define it.
I thought about the times when I would mention someone I was dating, only a short time later realise that it probably wasn’t the best person for me. Instead of mentioning that things have ended, I’d basically pretend like it didn’t happen. Of course, for the past few years I’ve discovered that it’s probably not the best idea to talk about my love life here in detail. I just kind of complain about my current partner a bit. He knows it and he gets a tiny bit offended sometimes. I’m still afraid that if I say too much, then it can really cause big issues for him back at home, so I keep our relationship a little more guarded than I would have in the past.
There are so many examples of the “my life is so awesome” thing happening on Facebook. You know, it’s the “look at me, I’m 40 years old, I change my last name on my profile after we’ve been dating 2 weeks, I love him/her so much, and 99.494% of our pictures are of us kissing” people. A few months later, it’s someone else. They just pretend like it’s an easy transition from person A to person B. They try so hard to make things look so perfect to everybody else, but I think everybody knows that it’s not all sunshine and rainbows for them. It’s what they want, but they don’t have. Who are they kidding? Everybody can see right through it.
I know there are usually underlying mental and emotional issues there and it’s not really nice for me to say things like that. I think everybody wants and needs that relationship (and emotional) stability, yet it’s impossible for them to get that. So, as a result, they paint this picture of how great things are, until they totally mess up.
I’ve read a few articles about how Facebook can really screw you up, pull out the depression monster in you, etc. My doctor last year suggested that I give it up completely but had to say that I couldn’t do that because it’s where the rest of my family congregates. There’s also not many people there who I get jealous over when I see them happy with their partner. (Sometimes I wish that I could take pics with my partner and post them, but it’s a no-no. That’s fine. I’d much rather him or his family get harassed.) With the perfect couples, I guess I’m happy for them, if it’s genuine and it’s not overly done.
I guess what I am saying is that no one’s life is 100% flawless and if you see that on Facebook, it’s probably anything but flawless. It may be a cover of some really nasty arguments. That’s also a reason why I am happy not posting much about my relationship with my partner on there. I think those relationships where you don’t have to keep validating for a bunch of friends, relatives and/or strangers do the best.
(Super early on the weekend when I wrote this. May sound incoherent.)
One thing that infuriates me about Nintendo is that they seem to half-ass all their products. There’s ALWAYS something that I go “why the hell wouldn’t they include that?” or “why is it so limited?”. I’ll admit, I’ve been a Nintendo fan for a long time and honestly, they have some really fun games that I’d play every day if I could. There are still games they announce that make me excited. And sometimes there are products and games that I don’t get so excited about, like when I was a kid and the Virtual Boy came out. Tried it for 10 minutes, then found something better to do. I feel sorry for my cousin who got one. Anyway…
This complaint is about their game called Miitomo that they made for phones/tablets. It was an interesting product because it was Nintendo’s first app for phones and for a while, it was pretty neat and funny. People were playing with it and it was a fun way to know stuff about your friends that, let’s be honest here, you wouldn’t give a crap about. After a while, it just got too repetitious and stale. Why? Because Nintendo has this habit of not making anything better that they release or the updates they do release are just so boring and unnecessary. So, they just let it stagnate and die. Instead of making it better, or including things that people really want, they ignore it and just quit. They could have made it a lot better and updated it with something cooler, but they didn’t. As a result, they’re pulling the plug on Miitomo in May. I’m not surprised about it really. I also see their Animal Crossing game going in the crapper within a year or two. (Again, it’s fun but incredibly repetitious. I could play the game with my eyes closed.)
Am I going to cry over Miitomo’s demise? Nah, because I knew from the beginning that they wouldn’t do much with it. I mean, surely there are things to that are more fun than walk around a small room with a poster or two on the wall, right? (The mini-games in it were migraine-inducing too…)
I guess that will be the end of that, then, won’t it? As I said, I’m not angry or anything because today was the first time I looked at it in a long time and that was only because I saw an update that said they were throwing in the towel.
I feel like my need for the Switch is about as great as my want/need for the Wii U. I’m just not as interested anymore given the limitations Nintendo builds (or doesn’t build) into their hardware. (The Switch would have been cool to have for a while and I probably would want one more than a Wii U.) I’m not much of a handheld gamer anymore. I guess that’s something I’ve grown out of in this adult life of mine. It’s a bit sad.
Yes, more complaining about people on Facebook. I don’t really understand that group of people sometimes. For example, today, a guy that I very briefly dated (once or twice until I realised that I wasn’t dealing with a full deck of cards–a guy who saw one of his friends and told her that we were boyfriends on our first date) posted a live video of him in someone else’s hospital room. The patient didn’t actually look thrilled that there was someone in there taking pictures and videos. It’s not like they were actually talking to the camera. It seemed like it was just one of those random moments when someone pulls out their phone and starts recording.
Maybe the guy in the hospital bed would have said something if it bothered him, but I personally wouldn’t appreciate someone doing that and posting it on Facebook. He’s done this a few times, where the location was totally inappropriate. But as I said, he doesn’t seem like he’s all the way there.
A few times, when I was single of course, I would be chatting with a friend of mine and comment about how good looking a guy is and they say something like “take a picture”. A fear of mine is that someone’s going to see me taking a picture of them so I wouldn’t. I’m not really a huge fan of embarrassing myself (who is?!) I don’t take selfies either because I don’t want people to think I’m taking a picture of them. I hold my phone with my finger over the camera lens in the back. So okay, maybe I’m a little strange. I just don’t like or want the attention. I get so nervous taking these photos, I can’t even hold my camera steady. (I get cameras with anti-shake because 75%+ of my pictures come out blurred if I don’t.)
I’ve never been a fan of being in front of a camera. My parents weren’t the kind of parents who photographed us much, so I kinda got used to it. My grandmother loved taking pictures so every time I’d see her, she took a lot of pictures and drive me crazy. It has carried over into my adult life because I hate getting pictures taken. I especially hate when people take my picture without asking.
Another thing that I’ve noticed is that something terrible would happen in the world somewhere, and they’d make a post. Fine. But they’d usually attach a selfie! Seriously. It’s like “Awww, 14 people got shot at the shopping mall today, but look at me!” It’s like they think that their selfie is going to change history or something.
Basically, this is how I feel when someone takes a picture of me (or makes fun of my accent):
I don’t know, maybe I’m just full of complaints lately. I’m fine though. I’m really okay. 🙂
Hey everybody. Sorry for the absence over the weekend. Actually, I haven’t really written anything for a while. The past few posts were done ahead of time. I thought I’d just have a little chat about what’s happening around me at the moment:
New internet connection: We’re set up to change from our phone-based internet service (ADSL/DSL) to something that’s supposed to be a bit faster (and finally, unlimited). I’ve been whining for unlimited internet for a while. Until then, we’re on a data plan for 500 gigabytes (GB). 250GB from 1 am until 9 am, and 250GB for the rest of the day. We’d come dangerously close hitting the 250GB mark for the long hour tier a few times. Once we hit it, we have to suffer through something that’s not even the fastest dial-up speed. Yes, this still exists in Australia. The service we’re moving to is a really crappy, cheap, slower version of what most developed countries have. We’ll still be far behind most countries, but I guess I’ll welcome any speed boost. (When I go to the USA, I’m always so happy to see that it doesn’t take me all day to download stuff. Uploading anything from Australia is a hell-spawned nightmare.)
Chat with the wedding photographer: We had a chat with him and we’re doing a really short pre-wedding photo session in a few months. I hate having my picture taken and posing for pictures is extremely boring, so this is going to be really fun. I’d rather be behind the camera than in front of it, honestly. When it comes to photography, I’m not even any good at it. Videography is a bit better for me, as weird as that sounds. I love making videos of stuff, but there aren’t enough hours of the day lately to do anything that I’m interested in.
Sickness and health: I have been feeling better overall, but decided to eat some food court Asian food, and of course, it made me sick. I’m still feeling the effects of that.
Australia Day: Australia Day is Friday. It’s also called Invasion Day and people have been calling for a date change for a while now. I don’t care what it’s called or when it is, as long as I still get a day off to sit around on my ass, eat pizza, and drink hot chocolate, I’m good.
Nervousness: I’ve been able to curb some of this lately and I’m proud of myself. I just had to change my way of thinking. I’m still shaky like a scared puppy, but at least there is improvement. Instead of being scared of people, I just accept that we all exist on this planet. Most of the time people don’t give a crap about what I’m doing or what I look like so I’m not so sure why I even care. We are all here. We all have to exist and the mere presence of someone being around shouldn’t intimidate me. (I’m still hating huge crowds.)
Summer: I hate summer.
Wedding details: I’m actually in the process of getting stuff together because at some point I have to tell my family and friends about it (which includes some of you too). I’ll share the details when I know (but it can’t be publicly available). It’s another website of mine, and when it’s ready, I’ll share it with you, but I’ll warn you that if I don’t know you well enough, I can’t let you see it. 🙂
That’s all from me right now. I hope everybody’s doing well, and until we have a one-sided chat again, I wish you well. Oh, and I hope you win the lottery. If you do, share some with me, eh?
This is super random, but I really hate auto-updates. Long gone are the days when I’d look forward to OS updates on my Mac or iPhone because it seems like Apple is only interested in adding features to their newest products. How many times have I seen app updates for the iPhone X in the past few months? It’s been crazy. I’m sure, going forward, my little phone is going to be left in the dust while the OS is optimised for the absolute latest iPhone model while the updates that affect my phone are just going to make it slower and run hotter. Or the macOS updates are going to be centred on the touch bar that I don’t want, need, or have.
What I especially hate is when developers release a new version of their app and in the what’s new section, all it says is one of these:
We’re making the app better to use, so we update it every 2 weeks. (I think it’s because they want to stay at the top of the most downloaded chart.)
I’m not sure about anybody else, but I kinda would like to know what’s actually been improved. I don’t need the computer science explanation, I just want to know what bugs have been fixed and I mean the ones that would improve speed, improve the look, or something like that. I think developers should be a little more transparent like that or at least have a longer explanation of what work they’ve done. I’m perfectly fine with “Fixed spelling mistakes”. That would always make me happy.
The browser that I use as my default now, Vivaldi, does a really great job at this. There are actual things to look forward to with updates, they document them where people can see them, and they prove that you don’t have to go through 16 full number versions to bring in something new. It’s definitely annoying not to be able to distinguish what changed from Chrome 33 to Chrome 60. I’m sure 80 is right around the corner.
Still, I have a hope that new updates to software and apps bring something new and exciting to the table. I actually don’t have the auto-update features on anything turned on. I just get a notification of what’s changed then I can decide whether I want to install them. I usually do, but at least this way I can see what’s changed before I install it. I do this on my Mac, PC, Android devices, and iOS device. Security updates are different, but I’m usually well-informed of what’s happening in the security world anyway. I also don’t think that it’s smart to explain in detail what the security updates do before a certain percentage of people install them (an example of how telemetry can be used for good instead of evil).
I’m still hopeful and still looking forward to “remarkable” updates with stuff. My XBox One kinda auto-updates itself (because it’s always “on”) which makes me a little uneasy since I want to see the progress of Astroneer.
That’s all from me for the moment. Weird post but it’s been on my mind. You can never tell what I’ll post.
Let’s talk about what we eat, shall we? Well, let’s talk about what I eat. Something funny happened over the holidays and eventually, I’ll get there, just give me a moment. People know that I am pretty easy-going and for the most part, I’m pretty liberal. I’m not crazy liberal, but I feel like people who run countries (or really, people in general) shouldn’t be assholes. What I consider asshole behaviour is different from what others consider asshole behaviour.
But there are people who go a little too far. I remember reading something on my Facebook around Christmas where someone basically said “Merry Christmas but go fuck yourself if you eat ham.” I’d love to say that this is an exaggeration but it’s not. I’ve got a lot of friends who are vegetarian. Hell, I can totally go vegetarian (and I have before) but the main reason why I did it is because I feel better doing it physically. Vegetarian food can be really, really good. It’s especially good for someone who doesn’t really like to cook meat because of the smell. Being flexible and being able to eat no meat for weeks at a time has its advantages.
I’ve got a friend of mine who says “gross” every time I eat at KFC. She’s right though, it’s not very good for me but damn it, it’s one of my addictions! I’ve seen the awful KFC videos. I think about it for the day, then I’m hungry for it a few days after that. She doesn’t think I’m awful for that because she’s not mean about it.
I know and hang out with vegans and while I think it’s a bit harder to find food that tastes good, it’s not really that common. Something about that is that these people aren’t assholes about it. They don’t tell me I’m a disgusting, murderous person for eating dairy cheese. I like that.
The person who said that people who eat Christmas ham (or in some Americans’ cases, another turkey) can go fuck themselves goes a bit too far. I don’t know him that well, but I find that it’s really rude. Being a total jerk isn’t going to make me reconsider what I eat. I eat meat when or if I want to. No amount of bullying is going to change that long-term.
It really boils down to your actions when you want people to believe the way you want. Going around calling people murderers for eating meat isn’t going to accomplish meat. The more asshole behaviour there is, the less likely I am going to listen, period.