Whatever, I don’t exist.

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Cake day: June 9th, 2023

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  • To be a woman online means to feel unwelcome. Leaving a new community is pretty much inevitable unless you are willing to swim in toxicity.

    I’ve lost count of how many ‘welcoming’ communities for game/hobby/interest that I have left because of the inevitable creep of (male) toxicity and harassment.

    And it sucks to watch so many people not speak up, and to be targeted for further harassment simply because I said rape jokes weren’t funny. (Or tying and drugging up a woman so T could have a girlfriend, if the guys I play PoE with are stalking my account read this. You guys are part of the problem.)

    I just want liked minded people too share my interests and play games with.

    I, and other women shouldn’t have to navigate or ignore toxicity to simply exist in public spaces.



  • Don’t stress about it. There are plenty of professionals unclear of the concept of smooth.

    I’ve just finished repairing the professional drywall plastering around our house, you could see the seams from every angle. I spent longer than I like to admit fixing those seams so they weren’t visible when we painted.

    Worked every second or third day on any given wall, so I knew things were dry. Also life wouldn’t let me speed run the mudding and painting.

    Happy with my newly painted wall, I’d laid tape out so I could paint the window trim and when I took off the tape, the original paint and plaster job that ran along the drywall seam came with it.

    Took the putty knife and was able to flake off most of the seam.

    I had to do the plastering and painting again, and by the time I’d finished redoing my work, I was ready to hunt down the tradies who did the work when the house was built and have a polite chat with them.






  • Picking up the phone to make a call, and getting yelled at by the neighbor for not checking for a dialtone before dialling. Alternatively, learning how to screw out the mouth piece (muting the handset) and pick up the receiver without making a noise so I could listen to the neighbour gossip.