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but they tried to fix it

I just spent 20 minutes on hold trying to contact ASDA
because I attempted to follow instructions for contacting them online and the links they mention plain don't exist
so, phone.

I needed to phone because the Quorn Samosas were use by 20th October, in a 21st October delivery.
While I was there I complained about the chicken soup substitute as well.
So that's 20 minutes for a grand total of £3.49 of refund.

I just didn't feel like letting them get away with it.
Grumpy staff that don't hang around to let you check they've actually delivered your stuff, and then past date food, it's just not on.

So now I go make a meal plan that copes with the way the rest of the Quorn is use by today or tomorrow
which is clearly helpful in a weekly shop.


To be fair the lady on the phone just refunded things and said they were sorry a lot.
So she was doing her job right.

But not the rest.
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Last night I read The Ocean At The End Of The Lane by Neil Gaiman.
I've owned it for ages now but I've been putting off reading it cause from what I read it was going to be somewhere between scary and disturbing.
I was not wrong. That messed with my head. Cause it isn't exactly what I'd call fantasy, one of the blurbs said it's more magical realism which seems to mean it's basically real stuff with light effects on it, the weird fantasy elements just kind of fade back when I remember the story, and then it's just domestic stuff and bad things happening to children, mostly done by the ones meant to look after them.
I mean, I can see it's got all magic stuff all over it, but the memorable to me bits are the extra triggery Read more... )
The conversation in the back says something about how the story is about the powerlessness of childhood.
How it isn't a children's story because children's stories have hope.

It isn't an adventure story with cunning and winning in the end, it's about enduring and trying over and over to get help until the one remaining trustworthy grown up makes the bad shit go away. And that's after terrible things have happened, including at the end Read more... )

So it just felt bad to read and felt bad after reading and then I curled up with Tony Stark and Bruce Banner and Clint Barton and remembered growing up to be heroes can happen and eventually got to sleep, and couldn't get around to thinking of any reason to get up today until the afternoon.

Which I'd been doing better on recently.

So. I'm absolutely sure that the horrible grey hollow feeling the book left me with was not what the author set out to do. Another reader would get an entirely different reading from this book.

But if you think these kinds of things are likely to bother you, probably you would like to not read this one.
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Every time I order from them it's only because it has been long enough since the last time I forget I'm Not Shopping With Them rather than just haven't shopped for a while.

This time it was dumping everything in the hall outside my door in flimsy torn plastic bags
not bothering to mention there's substitutions
or stick around long enough to take the bags back
and, as it turns out, swapping vegetable soup for chicken.
Chicken soup.
In a vegetarian order with many vegetable and vegetarian options.

Clearly it could be worse but it's blooming annoying.
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Cleaner day happened
and I did my half of the jobs
which now includes Vacuum All The Things.

... my floor is much less sparkly now, but at least I can tell I did the work.

and then I sat down with a Doctor Who audio on and sorted old paperwork for the whole length of the adventure.
I can't tell you much about the adventure, except the Doctor and Mel saved the day... possibly by doing things the audience didn't get to see and then explaining them? Huh. Er, not engrossing, compared to checking the dates and tearing up a bazillion pieces of paper.
But I did make mass progress on project throw out all the things.

It's hard to decide how long to keep bits of paper. Last time I got asked for paper from Before I had to send two years of things, so if it's more than two years old it can probably go. I don't think I've been very consistent though.
I did find a stash of christmas and birthday cards, some of them from people I even still know who they are.
And there's a whole stack of torn out pages from homes magazines that I suspect are from last century. So that's interesting.

I still have 3 or 5 more drawers that need sorting. Three if counting by same volume as already sorted, but the lower drawers are sub divided so five. This is not a swift task.

But progress is progress, so yaays.


I can also console myself thinking that the longer it takes to find a house, the more of this stuff I can do before I move. Which clearly makes up for the ongoing lack of new properties on the market.

Food delivery is scheduled between 7 and 8 pm because I left it late to order yesterday. and it won't include the proper sort of apple thing because I was ordering from one of the shops that actually sells my juice.
it would be really handy if one supermarket stocked all the foods.

But today's tasks are achieved, except for 'eat food'. Oh, and 'empty washing machine', has to hang things up.
I like it when things get done.
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Last weekend at the con there were screenings of a documentary about Doctor Who fans. I watched a bit of it, then walked out all :eyeroll: It wasn't being deliberately rude or anything, but it was being drearily tedious in a very gendered way. It was about how Doctor Who fandom is changing, and it seemed really excited about it, and you'd think that would be a good thing. But.

There's this story that fanboys tell themselves, over and over, in a variety of spaces I've seen and been to.
The story goes "And suddenly, women!"

This story is always wrong.

Read more... )

So if their perception is also true what they need to be asking is why weren't women fans in the same spaces as men?

Read more... )

The thing is though, if someone can figure out the right questions, the ones about how a variety of people always liked the texts but now they are more likely to share fan spaces and do fan activities, that might get some useful answers. Like, what made people feel safe and welcome? What changed? How do we do it again?

Because the other thing I noticed at the convention - at all the conventions really - is how very very white we tend to be. Much more so than the UK in general. And the convention organiser had a nice speech at the closing ceremony about how everyone is welcome in fan spaces, no matter your gender, sexuality, or race... but I don't reckon you could prove it by the actual attendees. And that might be a failure of eyes on my part, but, the UK is 87% white according to the 2011 census. So there should be 13 people in every 100 that are not white. Even in a 200 person convention, that's 26. And I only actually noticed two.

Unless I missed a couple dozen people, we're too white. We need to understand that lack of diversity.

And asking the right questions seems like a good start.



Of course if a diverse audience actually isn't watching the same texts, okay. Anecdote is not data, and maybe I am that much the special snowflake, and happen to online know the only classic era women or people of color in fandom. But I can't actually believe that.

Which makes with the epic :eyeroll: when some fanboy story takes it as the baseline assumption.
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Did the shoppings, ate the breakfast (which was kind of blah and rubbery but it's only a supermarket cafe), bought a house magazine because it has a free... something with many pages that will probably be fun to look at.

my regular Sunday of awesome.

I need to sort out the shopping trolley situation (needs washed and is currently full of washing) because trying to carry it back got painful and then mum carried it but probably that's not comfy for mum.

Also need to remember to ask mum before inviting sibling over, cause she did veto it today after they'd agreed, so then everyone was :-( But I gave them my spare giant amounts of printer paper for a printer I probably don't own any more and even if I do it probably don't work. So they're probably ahead on the day.

Tomorrow's task list looms long, but today's tasks are rolling along nicely.
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I'm watching Fringe. I'm on the last disc and it is finding new and interesting ways to irritate me.
Read more... )

So I'm just bored and irritated.
Whatever this show is trying to do it is doing it very poorly.

Also Read more... ) Bored bored bored.

It's annoying when something I was enjoying just decides that the things I liked least about it were the selling points and pursues them to their stupid end points. And it keeps on happening.
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certain items should never go in the washing machine.
sequins, especially glued on sequins, are clearly on that list.
... so why do I not remember that on the way in?

*facepalm*

on the plus side, my floor is super shiny now. raining silver!
and I have an excuse to shop for a new shiny thing before next dancing opportunity.
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I'm not very good at being a human. It's annoying. I keep thinking I could be more social, then reviewing previous attempts at social, and kind of giving up on it. People are many and there's much noise, or people are not there and there's none talking. I don't know how people do this.

I'm also kind of annoyed about houses. Because of the one that went away. I feel that if other people did things quicker and more efficient then I could have a house. But then if different other people did things slower I could also have a house. So mostly I'm a bit sad of not having that house.

Also mum keeps being all no worries the universe is just saving up a good one for later, and I'm really annoyed at that whole attitude. Read more... )

Any minor irritation with mum gets amplified by the thing where, on account of having no support or seeing people in college or regular social engagements, mum is the only one who talks to me most weeks.

And while I'm not in Norwich it will continue to be just as difficult (ie mostly impossible) to get to (or importantly back from) social anything.

So I continue to look for houses.



It's annoying because I have found more constraints than I initially knew about, which narrows things down a lot. Read more... )

So now I just need to find again the right sort of stairs, and the right placement of bathroom, in the right location, with a freehold or very long leasehold, not built too recently or too long ago, and at the right price.

And all the searching and attempt to buy has resulted in useful progress type stuff, so that's okay.

... asking the universe like a wish list doesn't seem useful, but as a way of letting this stuff go so it don't go round and round in your brains, may be of help. Or I could just meditate and try and empty all the things...
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Today I finally got as far as the cinema to watch Guardians of the Galaxy.
Mum went with me. I like disabled tickets, carer goes free if I sign the thing.
Film was fun with lots of whoosh and boom, but all the stuff I've seen on tumblr people grumbling about I agree with. Like, Read more... )
But the other set of stuff on tumblr, that being all whoosh boom GROOOOOOOOT, that also true. Groot is good. Dancing is good. And holding hands.

Am glad I went today cause after Thursday there's no showings listed anywhere local.

Am frustrated that this was the first opportunity I had given the ongoing lack of support.



There's NSFG tonight according to my calendar but I'm at home cause it gets no easier to do the transport thing or the going places.


So, back to waiting on someone listing the perfectly perfect house on Rightmove so I can move to Norwich and have far fewer transport problems.
And/or waiting on winning the lottery or premium bonds so I can afford the perfectly perfect house or making somewhere perfectly perfect.
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So far today I did the Cleaner Day tasks, then vacuumed the bedroom, getting in almost all the corners now. I emptied out the cupboard and vacuumed in there. I discovered an old and very goth pair of shoes lurking under some plastic swords. I put the remaining things that need cleaning (and include things like backpacks and laptop bags where I don't really know how I intend to do that) and put them in the sealed bags to figure out later. I can see the floor in at least three quarters of the room now.

I still have no idea what's in that one corner behind the bed though. Probably a radiator that has never been turned on? Some boxes? Possibly a guitar?

I tried to look in the big blue box. It's my school trunk from when I was 8. But it is now locked, which is mysterious. It wasn't locked last time I looked and I haven't deliberately locked it and, rather importantly, I'm pretty sure I haven't seen the key since I was 10. So. Er. Oops?

Whatever is in there I haven't looked at for a really long time, so it's not like it's urgent, but, well, big box, never accessed, some kind of shifting weight inside, kind of embarrassing.

So then I started looking all the places keys might live. Which will take me the forseeable future. Tidy this place is not, despite ongoing efforts.

I did discover where I put a bunch of skeleton warriors. So that's nice.

Found keys to the bike shelter and some older iteration of the front door.

Vaguely recalled throwing away a green stretchy key ring, which clearly wouldn't have had a key on, probably, right?

So, I'll keep looking, but it's possibly more practical to learn lockpicking at this point.
... I poked it with tweezers but nothing happened. I suspect as well as being locked it's probably corroded.

I could always apply tools and just saw through the lock or something. But then it's broken forever, so, I'll go through every other drawer looking for the key first.



Meanwhile I'm having a sit down before doing the vacuuming in the front room, cause this stuff is exhausting and there's no call to get all falling down tired as long as the task gets done on the correct day.


ETA: Finished the vacuuming
and
found the trunk key.

winning!
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*catches up on everything including tumblr*
*realises to get back from Heathrow and do all that reading I've been awake 20 hours*

... *facepalms*...
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Watched first episode of Gotham.
I might want to know this Alfred Pennyworth and Jim Gordon better, but I think I have no interest in this kind of story week on week.
Blood and screaming, not my speed.

Home safe

Oct. 13th, 2014 04:20 pm
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I'm back from the convention.
Time of Angels was pretty good, there was dancing and I did my best impression of a human. There was one whole conversation and everything.

Got home to messages the maybe house is a definitely not. Sold to someone else.
Is kind of frustrating because I spent all weekend trying to stop thinking about numbers and things that needed fixing and how I could make it work, and it's all a waste of brain space.
Back to searching.

Packed

Oct. 9th, 2014 03:56 pm
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I am all packed ready for Starfury Time of Angels tomorrow. Even the shiny things.
... shiny things have a truly surprising ability to tangle in the drawer. I can't figure out where they get the energy. Do footsteps truly transmit enough to get everything wrapped around each other?

Everything fits in the suitcase. Surprisingly well, this time. I got a bunch of vacuum pack bags, as part of the clean all the things / maybe move house strategy, and three of them are travel bags where you don't need a vacuum cleaner you just curl them up and lean on them and the air goes out the one way valve at the bottom. I'm surprised it works, but it does seem to work real well, and saves bunches of space. And logically it would work on the way home too. Except probably by then it will all be in the laundry bag. But that's what expanding suitcases are for.

... must remember to pack laundry bag...
... and done.

See, this is why I tell the internet. I get on here and realise what I should have done.

Daytime clothes, party time clothes, sleep time clothes, shiny things, phone, snacks.
Paper, pens, sonic screwdrivers.

I can only pack the alarm clock in the morning.

Think I'm packed.

:-)



Okay, goal for the weekend is have more interesting weekend than I would sitting in my recliner.
This is realistic and achievable.

I just have to get through London on the way there and back.
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Dreamed I was lost in a hotel again, having only found a back entrance with no reg desk. Got a hotel room fine but had to go on a quest for the main door. On the way there found a series of increasingly elaborate and beautiful gardens, all of them with very steep steps, until eventually I got to one where I was all "well, it's a good thing I can fly".

The part where I was doing the whole thing wearing only the con t-shirt and I had a panel to run in a room I didn't know, and people were getting trapped in the lifts, that was more usual.

Are there honestly people who just, like, travel? Who don't spend days having nightmares about it and feeling vaguely sick? Those are some mighty humans.
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I packed for Friday. Then I unpacked and repacked. Then I dropped some of it on the floor and decided it needed washing. Then I started the washing machine. Then I realised it was 2100 and I was not being a nice neighbour.

*sigh*

Read more... )



Okay, I'll go think of something else to do that is not telling the internet about my laundry.
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I'm packing for the con on Friday.
So far I'm weirdly unenthused.
... well, less weird, considering how much there is on my to-do list that is not a convention.

Packing has involved one bag of basics and putting the hotel reservation and convention e-ticket on my phone. phones are handy, but I'll still write it on paper too, because phones also sometimes break. Also I don't really know how to use mine yet, but have got the hang of paper.

I don't know which bag to take. Logically it will influence what I pack. The suitcase is a bit broken and the backpack is a bit small.

And I have to go through London again. Not loving that.

I don't know what I'll wear. I usually try and be at least vaguely themed, because that's at least somewhere to start, but I'm a bit uninspired this time.

Reasons to go to a convention shouldn't be down to 'it's non refundable' :eyeroll:

I'm just not loving the idea of leaving the house, I think.

Okay, onwards. It will be more interesting than sitting at home.
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I did Cleaner Day, I did vacuuming, I did two loads of laundry (well one coat and a load, the coat turned out to be machine washable but I didn't want to take chances on what it would do to other things). Laundry is just now starting and happily making machine wash noises.

I sit down for lunch (at 4pm) and get pasta sauce down my dress.

:eyeroll:



I have phoned places and been told to phone back later. I don't think I will. It has been more than a week of this and this time I phoned back at the specific times I was told to and if they can't be bothered then they don't get my hypothetical money.

I have been phoned and answered, even though the answer is currently that it's out of my hands if this plan works at all at all. I would like the plan to work, but even if this version doesn't work, the general outline of the plan might eventually work, so I'll just see how things go. But still, talking, on the phone.

I have earned my apple thing.



Also I may just go and hide under a blanket early tonight.

That day felt like a lot of days on top of each other.
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I have done Sunday jobs, I have done Monday jobs, and I even started on Tuesday jobs.
And I have an hour of Monday left.
I win.

I'm fed up at the moment because I keep having to use the phone and contact humans and then I get all wore out of communicating and the actual nice messages that I'd be quite interested in just end up sitting there because they're not to do with money and they don't have a deadline. Just a gradual death of interest from everyone who ever talks to me even a little.

I'm also fed up that so many humans won't use email even when they tell you to email them, the only reply they make is to ask for your phone number. Read more... )



I'm really super frustrated at everything lately. I feel like I'm doing at maximum capacity all the time but things just don't.

And then I'm a cranky human and it's less than fun.

*sigh*



Okay. Day is done. Frustrations can stay in the working hours.


human life difficult.
*hugs*
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Sunday breakfast and Morrisons shop achieved.
... I just realised I forgot the cheesly, but I did remember the toothbrushes and tissues, so I feel on balance that's a win.
My preferred homes magazine was in :-)
Also I spent another 39p on another bag because mum uses them for all the things so sometimes if she's brought me stuff I have many and sometimes like now if I've been sending stuff away there's none here.
Mum carrying half the shopping is very helpful though.
It's still pretty exhausting.

I'm pretty sure it would be less exhausting if it wasn't the only time a week I stuck my nose outside my flat, but this is what happens when all the support goes away because conservative government.
:-p

I think some of the sunday jobs aren't going to work because I forgot to hang the laundry up to dry yesterday. So that's monday jobs instead. boo.

Monday jobs already involve online shopping and contacting people. Lots of people. Probably to be told things won't work.

blergh.

I need a new plan. And the energy to do it.
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I have some thoughts. Read more... )


That's quite a lot of thoughts, and yet I mostly didn't object to this episode, I just didn't like it either.
Or this season.
Or this Doctor.



Ignore me, I'm just cranky.
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Fringe continues to deteriorate.
Fridging now?
What a load of rubbish.
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Ways to tell it is nearly convention time: I refresh the page several times a day to check it has not secretly changed weekends or been cancelled.
*sigh*
Next week shall have to involve choosing clothes from all the bags of cleaned stuff that are in no particular order. But hey, everything is for certain clean now.

Today I attempted to contact people (who were very busy and I shall have to try again next week) and waited for people to contact me (though since the thing I asked of them is everso unlikely, the longer it goes without a definite no the better, sort of).

Then I sorted my folders of pretty furniture and decorating things again again again.
I have managed to find things cheaper than the ercol to want. Not cheap, mind, but about a third the price of the other stuff. And I also have a small collection of cheapest things I could find that I can live with, so things can work while I save up for the super shiny things.

... yes I know very likely I will be saving up for pretty much forever and have to live with the interim stuff for a really long time. That's why it's not the absolute cheapest.

So now it is the weekend and things will start again on Monday.



There is a lot of waiting for things in life.
Having hobbies to fill up the waiting is helpful.


Today was also take away day and I watched more Agents of SHIELD.
If the new season is starting soonish I will have to watch more and quicker. :-)


And tomorrow is Doctor Who.
... I'm not best pleased with this season so far, but, even annoying Doctor Who is Doctor Who. Ish.

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