Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Wednesday, 24 April 2024

Resolutions of a sort

I got the decision about my ACC review hearing today.  It went in my favour, I think mostly because I had asked for basically nothing except for ACC to be officially called wrong.

Somehow the tiny bit of emotional effort reading through the response took out of me has left me fairly useless for the rest of the day and feeling the cold so much I have my heat pump turned on for what I think must be the first time this year.  Now that I say that I realise it is the second time, I had it on very briefly on evening for some particular reason that now escapes me - but tonight it the first time running it for the reason of actually trying to heat my flat over a period of hours.

Sunday, 21 April 2024

Ruining a several years long run without vomiting

My delivery dinner last night did not go well.

Katsu curry that tasted fine as I slowly ate it while playing some Baldur's Gate 3.  It was only as I was putting the empty container in the kitchen sink to wash before recycling and the smell was suddenly nauseous and awful that I realised something was wrong.  Then, immediately after taking my evening meds, my body decided to purge all of my dinner.  Leaving me quivering and exhausted.  Also purple.  Because it takes very little for my body to decide to change colour (or just go blotchy).  I am like a chameleon except instead of going sexy colours to attract a mate I go gross colours to advertise that I am sickly and should not to bred with...

After the purge my body went from feeling the everything was awful to just being very tired and I went off and slept for about twelve hours.

Today I looked awful, but mostly felt only my regular amount of fucking terrible.  So I guess I threw up most to all of whatever the problem was.

I hadn't thrown up in a few years, I think since the treatment for my little cancer thing back in 2021.


Apart from finally getting back to BG3 after sevenish months, I haven't done too much.  Though did leave the house twice.  Went to Simon and Joe's for the night on Thursday to be social and pose as a human, and had roleplaying on Friday (Exalted).

Playing BG3  now that my computer has fans instead of water cooling makes me realise how quiet water cooling was.  The fans make noise.

And I am playing as Astarion this time, instead of my own character.  For a different approach to the game.


Also, I have a weirdly large number of hits on this blog lately.  Based on not giving the link to anyone in a long time and the platforms the hits are from I am suspecting someone I have no reason to assume would have any reason to think about me at all, much less check up on this thing.

Historically none of my friends have ever been particularly interested and I don't see why that would have changed.

Tuesday, 16 April 2024

I just realised I haven't so much as opened Baldur's Gate 3 since early September last year.  I was just taking a quick break between play-throughs so I didn't confuse what I had done, and then I forgot to go back.

I should really get back to it.  I was loving that game.

Well, once my eyes are behaving a bit better and I feel more confident about screen time.



Oh, and I went and got a haircut last week finally.  It isn't great.  And the child barber somehow made the process weirdly uncomfortable - his crotch ended up in contact with my shoulders multiple times, I don't think I am that awkwardly wide to work around.

Tuesday, 2 April 2024

A week ago I had my hearing

I haven't been getting out much.

Or looking at screens much.

There has been a lot of audiobooks - including the six currently available Dungeon Crawler Carl books by Matt Dinniman.  Which are fun, but I al unconvinced by the LitRPG genre.  I may have mentioned this already, I don't remember it I have written in this since starting them and am too lazy to check.

I am enjoying how deeply anti-billionaire their underlying themes are.


Anyway, the ACC review hearing was deeply unpleasant.  The representative from ACC was very much there implying I was faking things to try and scam the system - but stuck to her script so implied that my request to be reassessed was grasping for money for personal gain, in spite of that making no logical sense.  And was generally abrasive and unpleasant.  The arbitrator was professionally neutral so while she was very polite I can't tell how she will lean.  The whole system is deeply unpleasant.


The Ascendice replacement base is much easier is mount, proving that I was not too stupid to use it but that the first one I had received had in fact been broken.  Now that I have a working one, I am very impressed with the product and glad I kickstarted it.

I have had my family visit too many times as dad was in town between jobs.  And my sister's inability to not touch everything in my house, including pawing though the contents of a package I had just opened and hadn't had a chance to look in myself yet, continues to grate on my nerves.  For someone very fixated on judging people for how well they follow an arbitrary set of made up rules she derived from tumblr posts, and getting very angry at violations of these rules that exist only in her head, she has absolutely no respect for requests that have been made of her to leave things that are not hers alone.