A 8-post collection

...that lay in the house that Jack built.

We need to bend wire to make the walkways to finish the kitty cat shelter. To do that, we need to make a Metal Bending Brake. To do that we need to learn some metalworking skillz like... welding.

To do THAT... oh boy.

  • Obtain some li'l extras that required the unpacking of an Aldi's brand MIG welder Beloved acquired five-ever ago
  • Return home and assemble everything according to instructions
  • Aldi's brand MIG welder has the motor going the wrong way. It's supposed to pull the wire out from the box, through a nozzle and into the business end of the welder. It pushes the wire back IN.
  • We fart around with the settings for like an hour before calling the service people

Them: Hi and thank you for giving money to Aldi
Us: Yeah we have one of your MIG welders and the motor for the wire is going backwards.
T: Lol your wire's in back-to-front.
U: ??? But? We followed the instructions like good customers?
T: No, your wire's in backwards.
U: Backwards how?
T: You're reading page [NUMBER] of the instructions, right?
U: Yeah, we have the spool on the thing and it says to have the wire coming off from the top...
T: Try it upside-down.
U: Uuuuhhh... how is that going to make the motor go clockwise instead of counter-clockwise?
T: ...
T: ...
T: Uh. Yeah. Maybe you should get a refund on that thing.


  • So now we need a working MIG welder because the refund/replacement process is a 20-week can of arseholes for sure
  • BACK to the tool ppl to get a decent MIG and a welding table because -hey- we're already spending $700 on a MIG, why not have the whole kit?
  • Home again, home again, to watch some tutorials (better late than never) on how to actually firkin MIG weld
  • Whoops, we need more shit
  • Go out and acquire more shit
  • Come back and realise time is running out (2PM) and also we don't have nearly enough of the right cable to reach the shed
  • Beloved goes out for cable, leaving me the task of welding table assembly
  • Welding table comes with mixed bag of screws, nuts and bolts and a complicated exploded diagram in lieu of instructions
  • I barely get the first set of screws out and first two pieces together before -whoops!- Bratrun O'clock
  • Wait for Chaos' bus
  • Realise where my wallet is (Beloved's car) and message them about needing that shit to fetch Mayhem
  • Beloved returns before Chaos and I get my shit together
  • Fetch Mayhem
  • FINALLY get all our stuff together and weld! But we practice on some scrap first because we're not total idiots
  • Something is heinously wrong because all we can make are blobs that don't do shit
  • Research and investigation reveals we were doing everything wrong


And that was our entire yesterday eaten up by random bullshit.

Big day ahead

I have to get a lot of money out of the bank, this morning, because today is the day of a four-hour clean with my distractible self helping everyone out. That's part of the deal.

So, if today's story is late, please forgive me. I'm being knocked onto my arse by more cleaning than I have the spoons for.

I will try to slot it in, but 'try' is not 'succeed'.

And then I have to do 1000 words whenever there's the

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Smol Dramas

Once again, I have to rant about a few things because life is hellishly inconvenient and everything costs too much and I slightly want to scream.

First up - ISBNs.

So I was thinking that once you got an ISBN for one book, you could use the same ISBN for the SAME CONTENT. I couldn't find anything about this on Lulu, but Smashwords insisted on one, so I thought I'd better check with Lulu just to be sure.

And dummins me went

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I was really hoping for the crises to be done with by today. I wanted to talk about the Fighting Fucktoy trope with y'all.

But no. Life has intervened and I need to bitch about stuff for a bit.

Before you fret, Chaos is fine. Her tooth is still nice and shiny and she's eating okay. Today's threat to the return of normalcy is... Mayhem.

Yes, folks. Disasters come once per little darling in this house, and it's Mayhem's turn to fuck

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Yoiks and Awaaaaaaayyy!

I got my first rejection, yesterday. The agent I sent a sample to, sent me a "thanks but no thanks" letter. I can't let that get to me, but at least I'm not set up to fail on my birthday.

And today, sometime between getting a heart-monitoring harness fitted, fetching a new battery (or more) for my sleep monitor, fetching the kids, arranging dinner, writing my book, etc.... I will fling another sample towards another agency and set my timer for potential

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There's a cartoon that's shared often on Tumblr, and I relate to it greatly today.

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In my case, I've got anxiety, depression, and malaise all queueing up behind the aches and pains. Along with the usual self-doubt and defeatism that makes my life such a fun, rollercoaster-esque, dizzying, mad whirl 9_9

And in the back of my head, there's this firkin annoying little optimist who insists that I can do the thing because it will be "such fun". Yeah

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