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Everyone should get a free “Get Out of Work” card on days like today. I just want to be tucked up reading a book or watching something cosy.

Oh God, my housemate just had an issue with them sending a teenie tiny plastic chair instead of the actual thing she ordered. They won’t refund the item until the teenie tiny plastic chair has been return either.

No package again, I’m going to fkn scream. I only ordered it online because it wasn’t available in-store. I called stupid Startrack and got hung up twice before they told me it’ll “probably” come tomorrow. Then the lady said she had lodged another complaint for me and proceeded to give me my previous complaint number insisting that both complaints will be under that one number, double bullshit.

Tempted to be extra annoying and call the company and see if they have anything to say.

Today will be the third day StarTrack try and “redeliver” my parcel. I’ve left the front door open, put the downstairs TV on, and turned the porch light on, leaving them no excuse to say I wasn’t home. Taking bets on how fruitful I’ll be.

That sounds interesting, might have to go have a look for it.

Reading His Dark Materials after watching the series and can’t stop thinking about the sort of daemons* Australian’s would have. Like how many people are wondering around with huge arse kangaroos and koalas or the random arsehole with a full-blown cassowary. Also some poor fucker ending up with a witchetty grub, or some other weird insect.

*Daemons are a physical manifestation of the human soul in animal form, they are not pets/animals and can speak and have their own thoughts and feelings, though you feel everything they do and vice versa (to an extent).

Got my socks wet on my way to work this morning and they’ve still not dried even though I’ve stuck of to the loo to try dry them under the hand dryer a million times.

Watching George of The Jungle, and it really is a stupidly hilarious film.

Also young me thinking the gorillas were real makes adult me giggle.

House is beginning it’s Christmas makeover, sooo much stuff every where.

This time of year is always a funny one because I’m a big old grinch and my housemate acts like they literally came from Mrs Claus’ womb.

Startrack, I hate you with every fibre of my being! Watched the little delivery person literally reach out their car window and put the “missed delivery” card in my mail box before speeding off when they saw me come out.