I have been waiting for Thanksgiving to be over because I wasn’t really a big fan of the dead leaf autumn look (brown, orange, yellow, etc). In the matter of a week, my favourite time of the year is upon us. Well, it’s certainly not my favourite time of the year in the southern hemisphere, but it is in the northern hemisphere and that’s what counts, hmm?
To show my love towards the colder months that I wish I was in right now, I decided to change WordPress themes and do some colour changes.
Of course, when I do changes from one theme to another one, stuff can get seriously fucked up. Things may not look so great, and I’m going to try to find and fix them myself since the number of visitors I get here is lucky to go into the 3 digit range. (Sorry for refusing to put all my dirty laundry up on Facebook, guyz.)
That’s it for now. Welcome, a little early, December and wishes that it was winter again.
Don’t worry. I’m not going into social justice warrior mode for this post. I wouldn’t anyway. I wanted to wish my American readers a very happy Thanksgiving, no matter what you’re doing and whoever you’re doing it with.
One of the questions I’m asked is if I do Thanksgiving in Australia. I don’t. People have asked me to, but there are a few problems with this:
I have never cooked a turkey before.
I have never cooked a ham before.
I don’t cook meat very often.
I have never cooked 90% of the stuff we normally have on Thanksgiving. (I could probably make a ton of mashed potatoes. That’s it.)
I’m too lazy to spend a day cooking.
Even if I tried to cook this stuff, I probably wouldn’t succeed.
No cooking I do is good as my mother’s or grandmother’s.
It’s a ton of carbohydrates… not that I care.
That’s my list of excuses. Plus, I just don’t do it here. No reason for me to do it here, especially cooking like this on a Thursday. People will think I’ve flipped the insane switch in my head.
Hi folks! Just a note that I am going to stop posting every weblog post as a tweet on my @idiologic account. Notice how I said every weblog post? There are some that I will still post, but they’ll be important posts only.
Instead, I am going to post them to the @IdiologicDotCom account so feel free to follow me on that account. (You can go ahead and follow because I have started tweeting from that account now and you won’t have to get approval to follow.)
The really mean thing to do would be to do this immediately, so I’m going to end posting these posts to my private account starting next year (changed).
Updated: 1 Nov 2017 with new starting date. I haven’t moved many people to my new account which kinda worries me.
Every so often, people message me asking about Nick Thomas. They ask me whether I’ve talked to him or have seen him online, and well, I haven’t really interacted with him in a long time. Every so often, I just check back to see if anything has been updated on his site or podcast site and I was surprised this morning to see that he’s back to podcasting.
In one of his podcast episodes he talked about coming back to podcasting (everybody needs a break) and about Hurricane Irma. So if you’ve missed him, make sure you catch up. I will admit that I haven’t. I hardly listen to any podcasts anymore because I don’t have much time for them, but eventually I will get around to it.
If you haven’t listened to him before, Nick pretty much tells it how it is. It’s basically a personal journal type podcast about his life as a gay man in Alabama. Things can get a little, um, “exciting” if you know what I mean.
If you come across this, Nick, I just want to say hello! Welcome back, mate.
Somebody’s got a birthday today! Hint: It’s not me. Luckily, I have the day off today but have to get up at an unreasonable time in the morning (4 am), so I’ll be spending as much time as I can with my partner during the daytime hours.
We’re going out, but I don’t know where. I guess it’s going to be wherever he wants. I’ll have to hobble everywhere because I pulled my left calf muscle (look at the anatomical position)… while I was in bed… while watching YouTube videos. It was the worst pain I’ve been in before. I must need more potassium and magnesium. Banana bread with walnuts will do it!
Anyway, this is short and sweet today. I need to finish off a bit of my work and head off. I hope everybody is doing well and a lot better than how my body has been treating me lately.
Were you looking for ultra, sickenly sweet stuff here? I live to disappoint. 🙂
The last few weeks were hectic and my last day of training (for now) has come and gone. Unfortunately, my last day didn’t go as well as I expected. You see, I have a certain love for a certain fast-food restaurant in Australia called KFC. Yes, that’s Kentucky Fried Chicken. It’s a really gross habit, but for some reason, I love it. To make matters even worse, it’s a 2 minute walk away from where I live, so there is really easy access. The night before, I decided that I was going to eat it knowing that sometimes it upsets my stomach. (I have a really sensitive stomach. I always have had one.) So I ended up filling my belly full of grease the night before and starting at 3 am, my gastrointestinal tract was in full payback mode. I was throwing up and on the toilet most of the morning. I didn’t have any cramps or fever, but my body was just rejecting what I ate the night before.
I got to my training place feeling completely drained (literally) and told someonee I wasn’t feeling that great. They asked me why and I told them what my morning was like and that I was really, really tired. They told me to leave, so I did. I spent my morning trying to get that under control, trying to book a doctor’s appointment nearby (my usual doctor is about an hour and a half away), and just running around. I wasn’t having any major problems at all. The doctor told me that I cannot go back for 24 hours, so that was that. I was really upset because the hours I miss, I have to make up.
Everybody at the place I went to thought I had gastroenteritis (some people call it a stomach flu) but I pretty much knew that it was just a mix of eating the wrong thing the night before and my anxiety of finally getting to the end of this part of my training. So yeah, I was pretty bummed out for the whole day and it carried over until today. My belly is okay but still a bit grumbly.
So yeah, it’s time for me to relax a little bit and start the long, boring process of getting my paperwork together and finally getting to use my new iMac. Guys, the resolution on this thing is simply incredible! It’s good to go back to Mac.
It’s good to be able to spend some time with my partner too, though I’ve been glued to this screen. He’s a good sport.
I still love you, KFC. Don’t worry, we’ll always be together. 5ever.
It’s been a while since I sat down and wrote a post here, so I thought I’d write at least something while I have a few minutes of extra time. Quite a bit is happening around me at the moment which would explain my absence from my weblog (and other messengers). I’m just closing up the first part of my training to become better at my primary job. It’s actually nice to get back into it full-time again, but it’s really exhausting. I am also back to shift work which means that I go in tonight, leave, then wake up about 6 hours later to start the process all over again. Not fun, but it comes with the type of work I do, so I can’t complain too much.
I realised that I probably isolate myself from people a lot more than I should. I think working in IT will do that to a person, especially when they work for themselves and work from home. I would just attend a meeting or two per week, and then that was most of my social interaction. At the same time, my main career was on hold and ignored. I do like what I do, but I think sometimes my anxiety and social anxiety likes to take over at times and it just makes me panic a bit. I’m trying so hard to bust through it so I can live a life where my gut isn’t all messed up all the time, and I can be a bit more of a social person.
To support my ongoing work in IT, I decided to get myself one of the 27 inch iMacs (the ones with the 5k display). I haven’t had much time to sit around and mess with it though which is really, really hard for me because I really love getting stuff in the mail, and better yet, I love opening boxes with new computer equipment. I think the first thing I did was install Steam and Starbound. I don’t even think that I bothered updating anything else after I opened it. There really wasn’t too many software updates since this computer is basically a month from being released.
So far, so good. It’s so much easier on my eyes.
I still have my 24 inch iMac sitting on the floor and feel a little sorry for it. He’s 10 years old this year and it still works really well despite having to replace the hard drive and a sometimes-malfunctioning graphics card. I don’t know what to do with it yet. I did sell it to my partner for $150 but it’s nice to have around. I used it for the whole day over the weekend and it was really well-behaved. It made me feel bad that I was replacing him, but 10 years is a really good run, wouldn’t you say?
My partner and I are heading off to Mornington Peninsula after my training completes. We haven’t had too much time together since he’s been back, so this will be good. I keep getting a little snippy with him because of my workload and the fact that I need to do about 12 things at one time. He’s been really good to me and he’s done a lot even though he’s still a bit sore from his surgery. He takes care of me very well but maybe it’s not working the other way around right now. I expect to get back into the groove of things once things calm down around here.
So for now, that’s it. I still have a while to go, so hopefully I can post sooner. There are a ton of things on my mind which have the unfortunate side effect of knowing not what to say when I have so much to say. It makes it really hard. A lot of those things are just emotions and thoughts about people in general and I guess a little bit about my mental health too. I think sometimes it’s good to get those things out in the open, but right now, I just need to stay calm and collect those thoughts for another day!
One of the downfalls about what I do, workwise, is that I can’t really talk about it here. It frustrates me a bit because there’s a lot of work- and study-related stress in my life right now. That’s why I haven’t really been here, because I’ve had to write in a journal every day as part of it, so by the time I finish, I’m not interested in writing anything here.
What I will say is that people sometimes piss me off. GOD I really wish I could say more here, but ethically and legally, I can’t. I will say that if a family member moves 1000 km away to be closer to you, you should at least look after them when they need it.
I’m going to have to leave it at that because I really want to leave my work life out of this blog. I’ll post something more upbeat soon, I’m sure.
Can you believe it? My 20 year high school reunion is coming up next year. I’m actually shocked that it’s happening since the people in my graduating class are so incredibly lazy. (We didn’t have the usual reunions. I think our first one was like 12 years or something like that, and it was some kind of bumpkin hoedown that someone threw together in their back yard, I hear.)
You want to know something else? I don’t really care. I’m not going to go, even if I was next door to where it was being held.
Why, you ask? It wasn’t because I was bullied every day. There were maybe two or three people who would go out of their way to give me a hard time for, get this, being skinny. That wasn’t every day though. Some people picked up on the asexual/bisexual/gay thing, but no one gave me a hard time about it. Now, there were people who would get teased all the time, but I escaped that for the most part. My “problem” was that I kept to myself a lot. I enjoyed and enjoy my solitude. I had good friends, but they seemed to always be somewhere else at the time.
I don’t go to these things because my high school years were boring. My parents barely let me do anything. I stayed grounded about 95% of the time because I could barely get As and Bs. I’d always come home with a high C, and that was enough to ground me. If I did make As and Bs, then my parents would go out of their way to ground me a day or two later over something trivial. I’m not lying, I got grounded for six weeks for not picking up a sock in the floor. They just didn’t let me do anything. When I played soccer (which I loved, by the way), they’d look for excuses why I couldn’t keep playing. It was just boring.
So basically, I didn’t have many friends then. I didn’t appreciate how incredibly stupid, racist, and bigoted people could be either. I didn’t smoke. I didn’t drink. I didn’t do any drugs. I didn’t sneak out of the house. I was actually a really good kid. I didn’t/couldn’t do anything so people just didn’t want to have much to do with me. So why would I bother talking to people who I haven’t talked to in over 20 years?
Why would I go to a place where people didn’t bother to try to get to know me? What are the chances that they’d even remember me? How would people react if I showed up with my same-sex partner who’s from a different part of the world? Yeah, I don’t want to risk that. I don’t think people would give him any problems and I would actually love to see the look on their faces. I’d also love to see people surprised that I’m with a man.
They hold these things at incredibly weird times of the year too so that people living in a 30 minute driving radius could make it. They ask me for my input and I basically say, every time, that I don’t go to the USA at other times of the year than November/December. It’s when a lot of people overseas go back home, but they can’t manage that.
And I will never go back home for something as dumb and insignificant as a reunion when I don’t like the area, didn’t like school, and didn’t like the people (except for a handful).
If people want to see me, they’ll have to catch me when I plan to be there, for the most important reason I even go back there: family and my extra special friends who I consider to be my family.