KindaLost

Pokemon go, since they upped the price of remote raids and made waaay harder for people like me out in a remote town to fully participate I’ve not been back. Which sucks because I really liked collecting pokemon with it. But I kept getting the feeling that the company hated me. Well it doesnt seem to like any of its users, but it especially didn’t like the ones in locations like mine. So I left and refuse to go back.

Also a local art shop , the owner was really snobby and said I couldnt afford the paint I was after. She was correct but still, not nice to make me feel bad about it.

Whenever I think of the future I get it bad. Disabled, poor, parents are my carers, couldn’t afford to live on my own even if I could. And every year the bushfires get bigger and closer to home. If I let it it constant dread would become my default state, but I am aware of this and try to focus on the now.

Not to say I don’t do my best to safe guard the future, have plans in place for if I ever need to navigate the things that scare me most. But I try not to dwell on it. Someday my parents will die, failing some sort of miracle I will end up in a care home without my pets. But I might also drop dead tomorrow in which case all my worrying will have been for nothing.

Right now at this very moment things are going ok and the number one thing that makes it not ok is worrying about a time in the future when its entirely not ok. But why meet it in the middle? I can’t change the rivers current, best I can do is try to steer on the odd occasion where the path splits.

I’ve put a fair few hours into this game and really enjoyed it. Didnt get around to completing it, life got in the way. But the parts I played were fun.

So many! Did some not split into multiple cloves? Its hard to tell from the photo.

I only grew garlic once by accident. I planted a couple of cloves in a pot and forgot about them the plant part grew and died without me noticing and when I dumped the dirt into a new pot to reuse I found a few big bulbs of garlic. It was a big surprise and I really had to think back to how they got there. But due to the accidental nature of how they came to be I cant say I have any advice.

Its hard work, I admire the people who do it. Its a very necessary job. But I’ve seen the toll the job takes on people. Long hours, working nights and holidays, usually understaffed and under a lot of pressure to provide great care with limited resources. Theres also a high emotional toll if you care, and some of the higher care residents will take a swing at you. Higher pay wont fix all the problems, more needs to be done, but its a good first step.

I’m more twitchy about forced online and them trying to make it “social”. Or subscription based. Ew.

First hit being free to try and lure new people in isn’t entirely new. It will be bare bones but the base game usually is.

That looks great. Now I am hungry.

When my brother and I were around 14 we were killing time waiting for our mum while she was shopping. The main street was old so the storefronts opened out onto the street and the foot path was undercover. Every store had a sign hanging out the front. We were running along and jumping to touch every sign.

We came across one that was too high. I gave up but my brother was jumping for all he was worth and I was laughing at his failure to touch it. Because thats what siblings do.

My brother stopped to catch his breath and this really tall adult man wearing professional bright white chef clothing flies past, jumps really high and touches the sign. He shoots us a wide toothy grin mid air, lands on the ground, then casually continues on down the street. It was so unexpected, such a high jump from such a fancy looking man. We were extremely impressed and talked about it for months.

I bought an old box full of used cast iron cookware from a mostly boarded up corner store that smelled weird. I had spent the day looking through yard sales trying to find some and we needed to buy a drink, it was the only shop for a while.

The door was open but the lights were off in the middle of the day, so it was really dark in there except from the glow of the drink fridge at the back. Really unsettling. There was an old lady at the counter but she didnt look up when we passed her. We went through to get to the drinks, the food on the shelves was dusty and looked like it had been there a while. Then crammed into the back corner was a small collection of second hand junk, including a box of cast iron cookware. Exactly what I had been looking for. $10 for the lot. Great deal. Paid the uninterested lady and got the hell out of there.

They got busted for distributing drugs and shut down not long after. Which answered pretty much all the questions I had about that experience in general.

Cute idea.

Cute idea.

Yeah, around dinner time my dog whines and tries to lead you to where we keep his food. But he gets fed after the people eat and some times “around dinner time” is actually a few hours beforehand so his theatrics often go without getting what he wants straight away.

Doesnt deter him though he just tries harder to make himself clearer. He must think we are so dense. How do we not understand? Hes being so clear! He would be very upset to find out we knew exactly what he was trying to say but were ignoring his pleas on purpose.