Volume 3 of Casual Shit Talking
Let me start this bad boy off with some chats about whether I should turn this into a podcast. Adam and I have been doing a podcast for a few months now and I really enjoy doing it. Although, it takes up a fuck load of time with researching; thinking I know what I’m talking about; talking like I know what I’m talking about; when realistically I know fuck all about what I’m talking about and it’s just my opinions based on what I’ve read of other people's opinions (at least it’s more than one opinion I take in, right?).
The point I’m trying to make is – I like talking shit. But the point of these posts is to give my writing arm a bit of a wiggle, and test myself in that space. So maybe turning it into a podcast which is then transcribed into a blog post is pointless and will make me cry? Or not. Watch this space! Maybe I’ll just do instagram stories instead of just audio? Hmmm.
Now onto money and how it feels like I can never get ahead. I’ve talked to a few people recently and they feel the same. The weird thing is – I don’t earn a shit wage. I’m not rolling in it, and I’m not going overseas anytime soon (this literally makes me cry just thinking about it) but I’m doing okay most weeks. So how on earth are people surviving when they are on peanuts?
Saying that, it could my shopping addiction that is shooting me in the foot. I like things. I can’t help it! A lot of the time it’s clothes or shoes or whatever. Which society would like to tell me that I care about how I look on the outside because that's where other people see me. But to be honest – I think I like clothes more than I like looking ‘good,’ per say. If that makes any sense?
It’s more like I like showing what’s on the inside – on the outside. And the easiest way to do that is through my fashion choices. That’s the general feeling that goes through my mind when buying something anyway. So that’s probably why I’m broke. Oh, and food. Always food.
Next item of business is my new obsession with Jonathan Van Ness. You may of discovered him on Queer Eye like I did recently. And for all the amazing things in the world – I love every bit of him so much.
You might be thinking it’s on a certain level of the insanity scale to enjoy a celebrity to the point of writing about them on your blog. I’d probably agree with you. That’s the amount I love Jonathan Van Ness. He is all that is good in the world and I want to be best friends with him. If you’ve watched Queer Eye then you may have also noticed Antoni. Yes and yes. I’ll just leave that there for everyone's sake.
Third and not final piece of the cake – the plastic bag ban in Australia at the moment. I like to pretend I’m really good and taking my bags shopping. I’m like 75% good and 25% really bad. I keep walking around without a basket so I know what I can physically carry out to the car with me because I forgot any form of bag. This usually results in me buying a bag because once again – all the food. I need to get my shit together and be prepared.
Also, I don’t really care if I have to pay 15c for a bag even though they are multinationals blah blah blah. I like that there is less chance of plastic being out in the world because of this change. Although my understanding of the 15c bags is that they might kill MORE animals now because they really don’t break down if not disposed of properly. To end this on a high note – my local woolies now has a soft plastic return bin so I can finally get rid of all my stock piled soft plastic. I was too lazy to get off my arse to go to the Northcote Coles because it was slightly inconvenient. I may of been to the Kmart right next door to it numerous times, but that’s clearly not the point.
I have like 10 more topics I could add here, but I’ll save it for next time because I want to go eat some food. I don’t have a problem, I swear! Cookies for breakfast is a new health trend, right? Pretty sure I read that somewhere…