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12:51pm 29/03/2009
  Hey guys, just letting you know that Lyns and I aren't dead.

And a big congrats to Lennie on the news of her pregnancy!

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11:29pm 03/02/2009
mood: angry
It just. Doesn't. Stop.

We are being evicted. With no place to go. We will be sleeping on Helens floor once we come back from Tasmania. We just took out a loan to help with moving costs because we are seriously lacking in money. Then Lyns gets home tonight to tell me he's been sacked. What. The. Fuck.

The universe has it in for us, doesn't it?!

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09:35pm 03/02/2009
mood: aggravated
The neighbours picked the wrong night to piss me off.

I hope they like Cannibal Corpse being blasted through their windows. Otherwise they're probably really annoyed right now.

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09:01pm 01/02/2009
  Do you have fucked up or really weird dreams?

Then come join us and post about it!

Do you like to analyze other peoples dreams to help find some sort of meaning?

Come on in!



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So ridiculous that I can't believe it's happening.   
07:27pm 06/01/2009
mood: angry
It's no secret that I have 9 rats, and that I foster cats for the local rescue.
We recently had to move house, and we did everything right. We found a rental home that would allow us to have our animals, we had them all put on the lease and everything was top notch.

Just for clarification, the house is also currently for sale, and the agents renting it to us are seperate from the agent selling the property. Brad is our estate agent, Barry is selling the place. We knew before we moved in that the place was being sold and Barry would have to bring people through to see it. No biggie. He brought someone through the day after we moved in.

Well, we got a call on New Years Eve from Brad saying that Barry had gone directly to the owners about there being animals on the property and she was flipping her shit. She was demanding that the animals go, or the tenants go. Of course, Brad tells us that he didn't consult the owners of the property before approving our animals.

We have only been living in this place since the 15th of December. We are well within our rights to stay here until our lease term is up, and the animals have every right to stay as we do. But Brad is looking for somewhere else for us to live that is suitable and appropriate [accepting of our animals]. We know that if we make this difficult for them now, they can make it very difficult for us when we do eventually move out.

Funny thing is, the two cats that are with us long term were surrendered to the rescue because of a situation much the same as this. Well I am not giving up that easily. Nobody is kicking my animals out of our home, and if that means we have to move twice in a month then so be it.

Everyone is angry right now. Barry is angry at Brad for approving animals, Brad is angry at Barry for not consulting him before running to the owners of the property and I'm angry at everyone. We do NOT have enough money to move house again.

On the plus side, the Residential Tenancies Authority has told us that we can draw up a letter of expectations should they want us to move out, and if they dont comply then we dont have to move. I will be wringing them for everything I can. I can't believe how hard we have been fucked over by this.

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10:29pm 18/11/2008
mood: astonished
Guitar Hero is helping me quit smoking, apparently. Usually I can smoke anywhere between 20-30 cigarettes a day.
I got a 25 pack yesterday evening, had a couple [was busy with GH], went to bed. Have had the pack all day today, smoking my usual at work. Then came home and started playing GH, still on the same packet by the way. I'm now having my last cigarette of the evening and there are still 10 left in the packet. So I've had 12 today at the most. Down from nearly 30.

Holy shit.

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Writer's Block: Bedside Manners   
07:47pm 18/11/2008
mood: amused
Hospital dramas are a time-honored staple of television, from General Hospital to County General to Seattle Grace. Which TV hospital would you most want to check in to? And who would be your doctor?

I'd totes check into Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.

Do I need to even tell you guys the rest? :P

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06:54pm 08/11/2008
  I just ate a piece of Candy Corn. Just to say I'd tried it.

Oh my god...

It was the worst thing I've ever done to my mouth.

It smells like playdough.

It tastes like honey flavoured playdough.

It has the consistency of eating a candle.

I knew when I opened the pack and smelled it I should have put it down and walked away. But no. I had to try just one.
That was such a big mistake.


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11:30pm 07/11/2008
mood: accomplished
So, due to some excellent budgeting this week, Lyns and I have money left over to do something nice for ourselves.
So in the morning we are heading out to Purcells Meats to buy bulk meat and fill our freezer. This is a necessity as we currently have a completely empty freezer apart from a loaf of bread. Seriously.

AND THEN. There will STILL be money leftover, so we are going to reward ourselves with a trip to the Confectionery Warehouse and get ourselves some goodies for handling our money well this week. If we don't reward ourselves, we will stop putting in the effort, y'know?

Expect photos tomorrow.

Also, in the past little while I've noticed myself posting on LJ a bit more. Weird. :P

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05:04pm 06/11/2008
  It amuses me that I have posted gratuitous nudity of Lyndsay somewhere on livejournal and most of you will never know where. MWAHAHAHA.

ETA: Spelling edited for Sharne :P

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Writer's Block: A Little Light   
06:43pm 05/11/2008
Now that the election is over, we can get to the important stuff. Why is there a light in the refrigerator but not in the freezer?

BECAUSE IF YOU CAN'T SEE IN THE FREEZER YOU SHOULD NOT BE DEFROSTING AND COOKING THINGS. However, totally going to the fridge at midnight for a quick drink? Perfectly fine.

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07:47pm 03/11/2008
  Click my dragon egg!

Adopt one today!

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06:18pm 02/11/2008
  Wow, I feel like such a housewife this weekend.

Last night I made pancakes from scratch, and tonight I'm making cupcakes with some cake mix we had in the cupboard! Chocolate cupcakes with chocolate icing! :D
And I might make pikelets later on to take for snacks at work.

I forgot how fun cooking/baking is! :D

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No I am NOT fucking cutting this.   
08:00pm 01/11/2008
  If you dont like it, scroll the fuck down.

Okay, I've fucking had it with people.
Both Jasmine and I have been talking with a fellow in Tasmania, to get a feel for people there, and try and make some new friends before we move. However, I had a little rant today about how much this year has sucked and I'll be glad for it to be over. Well, he pipes up about how he doesn't think its this year at all, its just our situation. And how moving isn't going to solve anything.
He said the same thing to Jasmine earlier.

Heres a conversation between him and Jasmine:
Idiot:The way I see it, even if you move locations, you're still gonna have problems. They're not gonna be the exact same problems or with the same people, but you're still gonna have problems
You just gotta deal with 'em
Jasmine: Ahaha are you serious?
Michael, I am quite aware.
I moved away from home to begin with for the wrong reasons
Im moving away from Brisbane because Im sick of it, I have one or two more things to sort out then thereisnt much point in me staying.
I hate the weather, I miss home.
Im annoyed that you sound like you think that that is why Im moving away.
Itll be more beneficial in the long term than here, renting prices are cheaper, buying prices are cheaper. I want to work out where the heck I finally want to settle down to, where I want to stay, instead of hopping around trying to work out where Im happy.
I surely am NOT happy here. And considering the stuff I am dealing with, I feel Ive done the right thing with my choices.
Not that I feel as though I need to justify my decisions to others. My decisions are my own and believe it or not, Ive been making them for a while.
Idiot: Well someone needs to take a chill pill
Jasmine: I was just explaining it. Im not a huge fan of the whole seemingly casting judgement on others choices.

And now the conversation I'm having with him.

Me:Jasmine just told me what you were saying about our "situation", look you smarmy little fucker, i think you have no fucking idea what the hell youre talking about. how does anything that has happened to the three of us this year because of some "situation", what situation IS that exactly? and how the hell does such a "situation" cause lyndsays little brother to be HIT BY A FUCKING CAR. i think you mouth off about things you have no idea about because you somehow think that you know whats good for everyone. except that the three of us have more real life experience in our little fingers that you have in your entire body. so before you open your mouth again, i suggest you use your fucking brain, and either explain what the hell youre talking about, or shut the fuck up.
Idiot:Hmm? Care to explain why am on the receiving end of a vicious attack?
Me:do you wanna read what I just said? i think its fairly clear. you pulled the same "situation" crap on jasmine that you did to me.
Idiot:I read it, but what I said was fairly innocent. I don't see why I'm under attack for it
Me:except that by taking the blame away from really fucking bad luck for us, youre putting it on some imaginary situation that the three of us are in. care to explain to me what the fuck you think this "situation" is, and how its caused all the shit we've gone through in the past 10 months?
Idiot:There is no particular 'situation' I was just saying, problems are everywhere
Me:so basically, youre talking out of your ass. you specifically said to me earlier that whats happened has nothing to do with this year, and rather it was because of our situation. would you like me to go through the chat logs and copy it back to you?
Idiot:Mmm I know I said that
What I meant by that is I don't think there's anything in particular about the year itself 2008 that's caused all this. It could have been any year, 2006, 2007, heck even 1824
It's just bad luck, as you say
Me:so then why not say "its just bad luck" instead of "i think its more to do with your situation"
by saying that you are squarely placing all blame on us.
Idiot: No it's not How is saying that "it's your situation" laying the blame on you three?
Me:'your situation' implies that theres some sort of shit that we're in that is causing all of this to happen. you know what? i cant be fucked with this. go to hell.

And you know what, I dont give a flying rats ass if I sound irrational, or if you think I'm a bitch. He seems to think that the three of us have somehow said that this year is cursed, or it has some evil presence about it. How the hell has it not been this year that has sucked? Everything that has happened, has happened IN TWO THOUSAND AND FUCKING EIGHT. What the fuck. Would any of you say I've had a good year? No. I've had the worst fucking year of my life. And suddenly this bible bashing moron is the authority on everything ever.
This isn't the first conversation that he has pissed me the fuck off. He gets offended if you're having a discussion and you seem to know more about the subject than he does and takes it as a personal attack, and says you're calling him ignorant.

I've fucking had it.

ETA: He's 18 and lives at home.

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09:42pm 31/10/2008
  Oh my god.
You guys are seriously not going to believe this. Another one to chalk up to the board.

Lyndsays little brother, Dylan, got hit by a car tonight. Dont panic, he's okay.
He went off to go to the Halloween festival, and not long after the phone rang and Lyns and I heard Mum say "Oh my god where is he" and Lyns panicked. We could hear an ambulance siren nearby and Mum said "Lyns go up to Peranga street NOW, Dylans been hit by a car, thats the ambulance going to get him". Lyns was gone in a flash, the rest is pretty much a blur until the rest of us got up there and saw that he was okay.
He's going to have a nasty bruise on his leg, and it looks like his nose is broken. And one of his front teeth is chipped.

For a minute there I was bracing myself for something much worse.
I am so so so glad he's alright.

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09:41pm 30/10/2008
  Introductory post for those new people on my friends list! [And I figure it can't hurt to update existing friends :P]

My name is Katey.
I live with my partner of just over 3 years, Lyndsay.
We live two houses away from his mother and her other 3 children.
It's my birthday on the 17th of next month. I will be 21.
I adore animals far more than I ever will people. I currently have 11 rats. That will be 9 next week :(. I also have two foster cats, Bandit and Malika. They are amazing.
I know far too much useless information about cats and rats.
I will have two permanant cats come December should our financial situation get better by then.
I am short. I am big. I don't, however, actually LOOK my weight. I am far heavier than I look.
I have an arthritis like condition in my left shoulder so if you have me on MSN at any point, you will quite often hear me whinge about it. I am always open to suggestions on pain relief, as my doctor is a fuckwit and wont give me any pain medication, but physio literally hurts too much to continue it. Some mornings I can hardly get up for the pain. Codeine and paracetamol tablets hardly even touch the pain.
I cry a lot. I think that is mostly to do with how shit this year has been though.
I hate bad grammar and spelling, but I am dyslexic. Go figure.
I play bass guitar fairly well but I havn't picked it up in a while because I can't afford new bass strings.
I love House MD far, far too much. I have Seasons 1, 2 and 3 on DVD. I don't have enough money to get 4. Sigh. Though I don't like where the story is going.
I have an immature obsession with Pokemon.
I love heavy metal, metal, rock, hard rock, JRock, Jpop, classical, dance, techno, house and most things inbetween.
I go to bed late and I get up late.
I work in a vegetable seed warehouse picking and packing orders and occasionally packing samples. Because of this job I know a lot more about vegetables and melons than I ever thought I would.
I have a severe caffiene addiction. If I go a day without a caffinated drink I get major headaches.
I love Stephen Kings books.
I smoke far too much when I have the money, have majorly cut back lately because we can hardly afford to put food on the table.
I'm addicted to youtube.
I love to argue, but only it is mature debate. I hate petty name-calling.
I'm an extremely sexual/touchy-feely person. I'm not afraid to admit that I like sex. I love pornography. I like erotic literature. I know far too much about vibrators, sexual aids and fetishes.

Yeah if there is anything I havn't mentioned, please feel free to ask questions. I'm open to discussion about anything and everything [this applies to everyone]! If you want to see pictures, add me to FaceBook. My name there is Katey Davies, or you can email search shadowsofmalevolence at hotmail dot com. That's also my MSN address, if you feel like a chat. :)

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08:00pm 29/10/2008
  I can't stop crying. beautifulwolf in ratties linked me to this
and it is so lovely, but so heartbreaking and I'm so upset and yeah.

I seriously can't take much more of this.

beautifulwolf also copied this in a comment in a post I made over there

Why Rats Are Only With Us a Short While

One day, some angels went to God and asked if they might
spend some time on Earth, to learn and perhaps to teach.
He answered that some of the people might be frightened
of the angels, that His children's idea of beauty might
not be His own. The angels replied that maybe those who
could look past the differences deserved the blessings
that they could give. But God was still concerned. The
angels needed Heaven's air to breathe; they would
suffocate down on Earth. The angels promised to hold
their breath as long as possible, and would return when
they could not hold it anymore. God agreed and sent down
the angels.

Many people were frightened of these creatures, despised
them, and tried to kill them in large numbers. However,
the few who recognized the angelic qualities in the beings
took them in and sheltered and fed them. In return, they
received more joy and laughter then they could possibly
imagine. But alas, soon the angels could hold their breath
no longer. After just a short Earth time, they left to go
back to Heaven. But they were sure to tell the next group
of angels exactly who to seek out when they went down.

Author unknown

I know a lot of you wouldn't understand just how much they mean to me, just know that it's another huge heartbreak every time I lose one and the pain is so unbearable. Thank you all for putting up with all my depressing shit lately, I promise things will change soon.

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06:33pm 29/10/2008
  Ok, so I've had my nap and I'm feeling a bit better and I promised I would update.

It's almost time to say goodbye to my very first two squisherbum ratlings. Theyre sick and they just refuse to get better.
I don't know what it is about this year but it can fuck right off. Colin and Frank will be headed over the rainbow bridge by this weekend. I'm so heartbroken. </3

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12:25pm 29/10/2008
  Oh my god.
I am so overwhelmed by the amazing kindness of strangers right now.

So this big public thankyou goes out to sfd_wishingwell and EVERYONE over there for all their generous help. I am feeling so much love right now.

I will update a bit later with some more sad news to add to my feelings of Fuck 2008.

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04:41pm 26/10/2008
  Hey guys,

So after Lyns leaving his job, and him not being well at the moment, I am drowning ass up in debt.
If you have a few spare dollars, consider doing me a solid and lending/donating money? We owe a lot of money to the electric company, and credit card debt [that I was fine paying off til Lyns left his job D:].
I'm trying so hard to get all this shit together, but it's not working and its frustrating the fuck out of me.

Even tips and advice on getting myself out of this shit would be awesome.

And please, if you do donate, don't donate a lot. Cause I'll feel awful and I don't think I'd be able to touch it.

Much love and appreciation to anyone who even considers it <3

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08:21pm 25/10/2008
  Well, the way I see it. I've had a tough year so far, so tonight, while the raddest guy in the world, Tom, is up from Sydney I'm going to drink Southern Comfort and listen to shitty music to my hearts content. :D I'm a happy girl right now.  

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Snagged from Twitch [and thus, all answers saying "If I did such and such" relate to him.   
05:34pm 19/10/2008
  1.)Q. Where are you right now?
1.)A. Home.

2.)Q. What was your dream growing up?
2.)A. To be a vet, never really panned out. But I'm a very animal-oriented person.

3.)Q. What talent do you wish you had?
3.)A. More brain smarts?

4.)Q. If I bought you a drink, what would it be?
4.)A. Probably a coke, or a V

5.)Q. Favourite food?
5.)A. Chicken. Chickennnnnnnnnn!

6.)Q. What was the last book you read?
6.)A. I'm currently reading The Tommyknockers.

7.)Q. What zodiac sign are you?
7.)A. Scorpio.

8.)Q. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
8.)A. One tattoo, on my back, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac.

9.)Q. Worst Habit?
9.)A. Biting my nails, being lazy.

10.)Q. If you saw me walking down the street, would you offer me a ride?
10.)A. Definitely

11.)Q. What is your favourite sport?
11.)A. Netball. Fishing.

12.)Q. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
12.)A. A bit inbetween, it depends on how I feel on the day.

13.)Q. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
13.)A. Dance to shitty elevator music.

14.)Q. What was the worst thing to ever happen to you?
14.)A. Probably the car accident. I'd love to have the hearing in my left ear back.

15.)Q. Tell me one weird fact about you:
15.)A I care about my animals more than I ever care about people. If a rat and a person were going to be hit by a car, I'd save the rat.

16.)Q. Do you have any pets?
16.)A. 12 rats and two foster cats, will have a permanant cat in 8-9 weeks, once Angel has had her babies.

17.)Q. What if i showed up at your house unexpectedly?
17.)A. I'd ask you in for a cup of whatever your favourite beverage is.

18.)Q. What was your first impression of me?
18.)A. Pretty cool guy.

19.)Q. Have you ever been outside the country and where?
19.)A. Never :( Going to Tasmania in February, does that count? :P

20.)Q. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
20.)A. Less weight, probably. Mostly for health reasons.

21.)Q. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
21.)A. Conscience. Depending on the crime though.

22.)Q. If you could take me anywhere where would it be?
22.)A. I'm not too sure, wicked metal gig or the pub.

23.)Q. Have you ever been arrested?
23.)A. Not really.

24.)Q. Bottle or Draft, and what type of beer?
24.)A. Neither and none!

25.)Q. If you won £10,000 today, what would you do with it?
25.)A. Convert it to Australian moneys and pay off all my debt, put the rest in savings.

26.)Q. Would you date me?
26.)A. If I was single, I don't know, because I don't know you all that well! However, anyone asking this of me is an automatic no, as I'm in a long-term relationship.

27.)Q. What’s your favourite bar to hang at?
27.)A. I don't really hang at bars, I tend not to go to bars at all.

28.)Q. Do you believe in karma?
28.)A. Definitely.

29.)Q. What's your favourite thing to do in your spare time?
29.)A. Read, play with animals, read and play with animals.

30.)Q. Do you swear a lot?
30.)A. Much more than I should.

31.)Q. What is your biggest pet peeve?
31.)A. Shitty spelling and grammar when there is no excuse for it.

32.)Q. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
32.)A. Odd.

33.)Q. What is your occupation?
33.)A. Picker/Packer in a vegetable seed warehouse in Wynnum.

34.)Q. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same?
34.)A. Anyone willing to answer can reply here or post in their own journals!

35.)Q. do you want the answer to remained screened?
35.)A. I'm posting this in my own journal! I have nothing to hide, however replies here will be screened for your privacy!

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2008 - The Year Of The Shitstorm. A wrap up of so far.   
07:53pm 11/10/2008
mood: A bit emo.
January: Dayne. Not much more needs to be said. Those in the know, know. Those who aren't don't need to.
February: Exhaustion from starting work at RSPCA. The week of Cyril the Rat occured in February. Shitstorm at my old work, Mum goes on stress leave.
March: Things start to turn sour at RSPCA.
April: Sacked from RSPCA. Takes 2 weeks to get a seperation certificate and general fuckery of RSPCA's side. Financial difficulties start.
May-early June: Unemployment. Realising how little friends I have.
June: Youngest rat, Kip, has to be put down.
July onwards: Still under extreme financial difficulty [this is still ongoing].
August: 6 month old kitten, Biscuits, dies unexpectedly. Lyns leaves his job in search of something less stressful, unfortunately done with no other position secured, thus leaving him unemployed [this is still current].
September: My oldest and closest friend, Chloe, passes away in my lap. Grandad gets so sick that he has to be put in IV antibiotics [this is still ongoing]. A very close friend turns out to be something I though she would never be, all ties with her cut.
October: After finding a job that I really love and enjoy with people I get along with, and tolerate my drama, our little family unit [Jas, Lyns and I] realise that there isn't much left in Brisbane for any of us and we need a change.

Kind of makes me wonder what lies ahead for the rest of the year, and how next year until we move will pan out.

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06:23pm 29/09/2008
  So it's annoying post from me week!

Ok, I have two fairly old Dot Matrix printers that I am prepared to let go of.
They both work, however there are no manuals, boxes or software.
All appropriate cords, however, are included.

I'll part with them for $100 each or best offer, pick up from Wynnum/Manly only. Can drop off to southside for a little extra to cover fuel.

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Comment here or email shadowsofmalevolence at hotmail dot com.

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03:35pm 27/09/2008
  So, Lyns and I have two beautiful foster cats in our care at the moment.
Their names are Bandit and Malika. Both are desexed, vetted, microchipped and fleaed.
If you, or anyone you know is interested in adopting them, contact Angie at www.bestfriendsrescue.com
Must go together!

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