You know what? I really hate fucking Microsoft.
I know that's quite a harsh statement from such a sweet little girl such as myself, but I really do.
No sooner had I finished my last blog entry It decided to crash once again. Now I have to try to replicate the thousand something words and raw emotion I was feeling at the time at another time.

Damn you Microsoft. You have us bloggers by the balls and you don't care who knows it.

Whose there?

Yesterday, I was broken into.
Shit the fuck. It totally sucks. The ironic thing is it appears they/he/she didn't actually take anything. I don't even think things were moved or ruffled.
I came home and had a normal evening by myself, Scott was doing his last trip away before we move. I watched some TV, drank some wine, did the usual. I decided to go to bed and that's when I found it. The blinds looked ruffled. Now Canberra is very bloody cold, so I thought I should shut the window.
Low and behold, the window was smashed in a nice neat little rectangle (just big enough to fit a hand through) right next to the latch. The window was open. The window was closed when I left for work. The flyscreen was seriously broken and on the other side of the yard and there was a mallet next to the window.
Now, having been a person who suffered from anxiety and panic attacks I was suprisingly calm.
Had it just happened? I don't think so, surely I would have heard it...
I called the cops and did a report. They didn't send anyone out because it had appeared they had not taken anything, so could not prove they had been in our house. This frustrates me somewhat as clearly the window had been broken with a mallet and it was open. This implies someone had been in and poked around my house.
I think the saving grace was the fact that both front and back doors were dead-bolted so they could not escape with anything unless it was through the same window.

I'm quite angry. Angry that someone would just do that. Did they actually come into my house? Look at my pictures? Is all of my underwear still there? Did they jizz on my bed?

I'm trying not to think the worst, but these are some thoughts running through my head.
I didn't sleep at home last night. I stayed with my mate Ben (god love ya Ben).

Anyway, definately a new experience for me and one I do not wish to duplicate ever again.
So, Scott will be home tonight on my request. Then I will feel safe and warm again.

I tell you, when you don't feel safe in your own house something is really very wrong.

Stupid Angry so Mad Argh!

ok, for once, this entry is not about me.
Now, we all know I have alot of free time at work... and generally I try to use this time to keep me from going insane.
I have been researching and discovering the absoloute totalitarian bull-shit attitude of man, specifically, western society towards the fellow creatures that walk this earth and in truth, I am ashamed to be human.
Now, without going into the numerous practices that we humans inflict on the various creatures and critters of the world because we can, I think it's really important to note that I am not a "hippy" and I don't often get involved in causes I see as being futile, so please read on.

I do think the time has come for each and every person to take control of the situation and put an end to the abominable treatment of our "meat". I believe it's our responsibility to do so.

Firstly, I would like to argue that we cannot all be vegetarians and I am not offering this as a soloution. It's just not ever going to happen. I do agree that we eat far too much meat as a society but I am in no way advocating the abolition of meat on our menues.

Having said that, my cause is about how we treat the animals while they are alive. If you were to be given figures of just how many animals we breed and kill all for the purposes of food, you would cringe. I wonder if any other society in the history of the world and universe has had such blatant disregard for life?

If you are at all interested in the topic, I suggest you check out this website. It's nothing over the top, nothing excessively gory, it's just fact and it's something everyone should see for themselves. You have a responsibility to be accountable here.

I also refer to this article regarding Australia resuming live animal trade with Kuwait. Anyone who has not been living under a rock in Australia knows what happend to more than 50,000 sheep on route to Saudi Arabia onboard the Cormo Express. People were outraged. Why? because it was all over the news, they couldn't avoid it, or ignore it, or pretend it wasn't happening. I see this to be the foremost issue regarding meat production- People just don't want to know, they want to happily eat their roast and not think about it.

My most horrific experience in my research of meat production has been the issue of intensive farming, prodominantly pigs. I am revolted by the concept and absoloutly dumbfounded that it occurs. Almost all pork products you buy are intensively farmed. These animals are kept in cages so small they cannot move, cannot see daylight or fresh air or feel the soil and most importantly, they cannot be allowed to live as pigs.
For those of you who think pigs are just animals, your right. But they can think and feel and have been proven to be extremely intelligent, some even suggest they surpass dogs in intellect and ability to feel emotion.

I argue that even if they are just dumb pigs, they deserve to live as dumb pigs and not have a life of torture and abuse in the quest for cheaper meat.

What I propose are small changes for individuals.
Do not buy pork unless it has been certified organic.
Do not buy chicken unless it's marked as free-range (available at supermarkets)
Do not buy battery hen eggs (supermarkets)
Do not turn away from this issue. We are the only people who are able to change this.

We are the consumers.

We hold the power.

I know I can't change the world, but I can get fucking angry and try.
I am so so sad.

And Again...

It's been a good week since I have been here on this little jo world. Not a great deal has happened. The situation seems to be in hand with the move.... I am going to be leaving and arriving in Brisbane in exactly 3 weeks today. Scott has been great, really taken control of the situation and has organized most things.
I'm flying up a few days before he will arrive, that will be a little strange, I must admit.
"Hi my husbands parents, here I am...to live with you...hope you don't hate me too soon for my numerous quirky habbits" ahh I dunno.

I have come to the conclusion that I stress far too much. Must learn to stress less.
From now on, I am total chill out Jo who doesn't care much about anything. I am going to be un-employed in 2.5 weeks and I don't care!
I am moving in with virtual strangers who are family and it's all good!

Are you convinced yet?