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Showing posts with label responsibility. Show all posts
Showing posts with label responsibility. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Cop out...


When I read stuff where people blame the government for kids growing up useless and unable to cope with failure and life in general, I think bollocks. Yep, governments are a collective of stupidly, anal people who enjoy dumb arsed antiquated rules. I had a job with the government once. I didn’t last. I have issues with dumb arsed antiquated rules. However, blindly using Big Brother as a scapegoat for personal failure? For kids growing up useless and unable to cope with life? Get real.

When I look at women like my mother who married poor, whose kids wore second hand clothes from the Op shop (goodwill) and those kids accepted that as a fact of life without bitching about it, when my mother had no money for medical bills or food and often went without both for her kids, when she was injured but had to cope with three kids when her Army husband was away on exercises, when her youngest son was bipolar and self destructive – did she blame the government for bi-polar, injury, lack of money or loneliness? No. She soldiered on and made her kids do the same. She didn’t look for handouts. She didn’t over-indulge, spoil her kids or give them false illusions to compensate for life not being perfect. When we failed – we failed and we were taught to get up and on with it.

In my less than humble opinion, there are two types of people – those who will forge on no matter the cost or conquest because they will survive come what may. Then there are the ones who blame everyone but themselves because life is 'unfair.' Sure, blame the government for your own personal inadequacies if you don’t have the guts to take responsibility.

Thursday, 4 September 2008

Thursday minutiae…

'Boring as all get out today. I was totally pissed off as I had to be in charge again. Bloody hell! What’s that about? The thing is I don’t even look responsible and I didn’t sign on to work to be responsible. ‘Just freaking annoying as I got none of my own personal work done. I just find that wrong. If I have to work, I expect to do at least 50% personal stuff in that time….sigh…I only got 5% done today and tomorrow will be no better. I emailed best friend Ethel at her office across town and she was pissed off that she could not download music on the dozens of memory sticks she acquired from the office stationary supplies because they also expected her to responsible. I suggested she send me some in the mail and that way she could get even with them. I expect an express parcel tomorrow.

So today was a complete arse of a day other than the fact it rained and I stood in a puddle and it took me a while to work out what it was. Rain? Who would have thunk it? I then had to drive home in the Brisbane traffic in the rain. What horror. What mayhem. No one in this fair city can drive when it rains - out of practice. I needed 17 glasses of wine to counteract the white knuckled trip home.

So - that’s it…other than I spotted Wayne the possum under the house again as I was hanging out washing. I explained to Wayne to stay away from the washing and that I would be mighty disappointed in him if I saw him running around with my underwear on his head. A woman can only handle just so much.

Speaking of sapphire’s…okay we weren’t but now that we are, go to
Marissa’s Scheduled Procrastination – isn’t that a great title? Check out some sapphires and variation on a theme.

Not only but also….a contest…


Micah Blue has been released at Ellora’s Cave. To be in the draw to be one of two – yes two - people randomly chosen to win a copy of Micah Blue just answer this question. It’s very hard. Got your thinking caps on? What precious stone is featured in Micah Blue? Yes, difficult huh? Send you answer to amarinda_jones@yahoo.com.au. Entries close midnight (EST USA) Thursday 4h September 2008. The first 2 randomly drawn names will win.

The Blurb

A demon has been waiting one hundred and twenty years for the next chosen one who commands the power of the sapphire. He will stop at nothing to make that woman his own. He needs her power to survive.

Ever since a fortune teller gave Micah Blue a lump of blue rock the drought in her sex life came to a screaming halt. Dark, erotic dreams of a stranger haunt her nights and a tattooed builder drives her wild with lust during the day. Both men are wicked. One wants to enslave her and one just wants to love her.

Ned Langford, builder and part-time garbage collector isn’t about to the let the love of his life be taken from him. He will do whatever it costs to thwart a demon and keep Micah at his side.

As a friend of mine says…peace and mung beans to you…no, he’s not always stoned.


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