Got a telephone interview with Telstra tomorrow and a one-on-one interview on Wednesday at a swimwear store in the mall, yay! Fingers crossed big time right now. I’m doing well saving with odd-jobs and my online store but if I get a job now, even just over Christmas that would be perfect. I’m so keen to move out I can’t wait, feels like everything is slowly falling into place. Please send ~positive vibes~ for me and my prospective employers. :3
The Salvation Army have multimillion dollar contracts from the Australian Govt to staff the offshore detention centres on Nauru and Manus Island. They are funded to provide ‘humanitarian’ cover for Australia’s system of extrajudicial internment of people who arrive seeking asylum by boat, and they have an appalling history on human human rights in practice and according to their religious doctrines.
They have attempted to cover-up sexual abuses on Manus - and they have a history of doing so, at present being under investigation by the Royal Commission into Institutional Responses to Child Sexual Abuse. They are committed homophobes and rule out providing full reproductive rights (such as abortion) to women as part of the delivery of health and welfare services they are funded to provide.
Give your donations to organisations that really care about other people this Christmas.
Thanks pal. We still had a good night in, but hopefully I’ll be better soon and we can go out and do something nice. We should all go out for a drink or something sometime. :)
It’s our 5 year anniversary for Josh and I (fuck that’s a long time). I really wanted to dress nice and go somewhere fancy to eat and drink a shit tonne cos I’ve been stuck in the house for the last week. Unfortunately I’m still coughing up my lungs and now my uterus is having a big ol’ tantrum and a bleed. I JUST WANTED TO BE PRETTY AND GET SHITFACED WITH MY PARTNER, but instead I am just sweaty and phlegm-y… that’s hot right?
December 1987. ‘A small furry creature you can cuddle up next to, as warm as a litter of pretty, pale sweaters…’