I've been meaning to show you guys a bunch of photos since early April!

My friend Misti, is an autism support worker. We've both "gone blue for autism". We're raising funds, and awareness for Autism Queensland.

My head..




It was a struggle getting 9 months worth of red out of Misti's hair.



But it was a success in the end..



Should you wish to donate..

Misti's donation page

Tez's donation page

I'm really sorry for being such a sad sack lately.

Work is so bad, it is poisoning my life.

I'm actively looking for another job.

I'll post something happy real soon.. even if it's only temporary happy.

I'm feeling really fucking lost right now.

I don't fit in anywhere. It's not entirely bad, but I feel alone at times.

I hate my job.

Bleh.

This year has been disappointing so far.

The downfall of my relationship kick started that, but since then so many of my friends have been going through break ups. Whether they be married, engaged, or dating.. it's all falling apart.

It's really quite a sad thing to endure, but it also hurts to witness. I don't like seeing my friends sad.

I am fortunate to have a really wonderful array of friends, both online and IRL. I don't think I would be where I am (emotionally) if it weren't for all the support I have had.

I only hope I can repay the generosity to those who are doing it tough themselves.

Peanut had his surgery, and he's healing well. Another 5 days or so and we'll take him back to the vet to remove the stitches.



He does however have to lose weight. The vet said he is far too overweight. No more snacky treats for Peanut

Speaking of weight. I'm the largest I've ever been, and I think it's time I really do something about it.



I tried on this adorable pink lipstick yesterday.. and well.. it looked horrific on me..



Caught up with cherrytrash, mrtrash, and their gorgeous son Jasper.

I fed him ice cream



Have some pictures of my face..

This time two months ago I was a hysterical, crying mess.

What's changed? I'm less hysterical.

I still cry on occasion, and I'm still a mess. I'm trying to get on with my life. Baby steps.

My dog Peanut has a giant skin tag on his leg that we've been very concerned about for some time. We had the vet check it out not too long ago, and we were assured it was just a skin tag.

Since then I noticed another skin tag pop up on his leg, a few inches below the large tag.

Only the other day did I notice a little lump on his leg, a few inches above the large tag.

Then I spotted him scratching at his chest, and I felt a lump on his chest.

We took him to the vet yesterday. Surprisingly the large tag, and the lower tag are still just tags.

The lump on his chest is a cyst.

The little lump above the large tag on his leg, is a tumour. Thankfully benign at the moment.

We scheduled him in for surgery on Monday to have all of them removed. This type of benign tumour are known to become malignant and spread. I'm not taking any chances with my baby. I'm just so very grateful that I'm in a position financially to schedule this in immediately.

In good news, the ball tickets are selling ridiculously fast. I hope everyone who is keen to come along gets their deposits down before missing out!

It's going to be an awesome night, and I really cannot wait.

I've been at my new job for 3 weeks now. I already know who the douche bags and lazy fucks are in the department.

I've inadvertently found myself highlighting key issues to my managers, just as a result of me questioning processes in order to do my job.

I don't go on the phones until week 5. I hate being on the phones I'm going to soak up my last week of non-phone-dom.

I've been trying to keep busy, because the sadness creeps in when it's quiet.

Tickets have been selling fast for the SGAU Annual Ball. I think we'll have 30 tickets sold by this week. Considering there's only 60 tickets, I'm really impressed! The ball isn't even until September!

I'll need to find myself another project soon.

Such a mess today. Last night was just bad. Bad bad bad.

There was:

- face punching... although we weren't fighting
- smashing of bottles
- abusing the DJ
- almost fights with a girl in the taxi line
- crying and telling my life story to the cab driver
- sharing pancakes with Sarah's puppy
- vomiting.. lots and lots and LOTS of vomiting

The vomiting aside, most of the above I don't actually remember. The story's just kept coming. "Tez do you remember when you.."

We were only out for a few hours. So much carnage.

I really don't think I should have benders like this until I'm emotionally stable. I'm either going to get hurt or arrested. Neither of which I would like.

On the upside, during our pre-drinks at Scott's we watched a lot of you tube vids. Remember the "fainting goats", well apparently there are fainting cats as well.. and shit you not, it's far more adorable than the goats!



I'm also well and truly hooked on My Drunk Kitchen now. Oh man, haven't laughed like that in such a long time.

For the Aussies who don't frequent the SGAU group...



The SGAU Annual Ball will be in Brisbane this year.

Also, I started a new job today. Going through dreaded training at the moment.. the boring kind. Acts, legislation's, governing bodies, codes, bla bla bla.

I'll report back when something more exciting happens.

xx