You may end up with three now!

Oh my God! The biggest earthquake I ever felt hit my house at 10:30AM. It was in a town 8.5 miles east of us that was hit hard with a shallow 4.8 quake (shallow ones do more destruction.) Woke me out of a sound sleep. Our entire family in my father's family felt it!

Last quake I felt was a deep 7.3 quake in February 2001 when I was a teenager in Redmond, WA.

As for now, I have to stay vigilant for aftershocks in the following hours. My father will be inspecting the house when he's through with the inspection of the warehouse.

For now, sleep is not an option for me. I just need to keep calm.

Update: at 6:00PM ET we encountered an aftershock that affected our locale in New Jersey. My youngest uncle and his wife reported they were affected, but no one else. At least I was prepared for earthquake readiness during my days in Washington State and the Pacific Rim's Ring of Fire.

Wind was so strong, my glasses FLEW OFF MY FACE and into a road. And then just as I almost grabbed them, another gush of wind knocked me off my feet and my glasses almost down a drain. Thankfully I grabbed them. Then the bus was 2 hours late. Yay.

Also my day at work was crap. Theres a woman there who hates me, and we had a massive thing last week where she brought up a traumatic life event for me for no reason (literally I was just minding my own business not even talking to her)...and then acted like I was the asshole for pointing out her involvement in it and how that affected my family. Anyway, today 2 people told me that she had been gossiping about me and that I'm causing HER stress. Also she blanked me completely the whole 12 hour shift... which kinda works for me so meh.

As part of my mission to switch job (cos this one just aint it) I signed up with a recruitment agency (or several). The problem is I know which agency it isn't but not which it is cos the job title is generic mcgeneric but the roles vary. So when mysterious agent first left me a voicemail I had no idea what for, it was so unintelligible it took 4 listen throughs to understand what position it was for. Yeah I applied for a role with that name but my dude you need to be a lot more specific.

This agent also can't ever call me at a normal time and they don't seem to have the ability to pick up when I immediately call them back. bro I got a job and I'm not glued to my phone cos I'm at the office cos I'm working- even if I am trying to jump ship. Anyway the real problem is that they called at 16:28 on a Friday. No one with a generic office job is functioning at that time yo, like we all mentally checked out at 2 cos its sunny outside and we're like frogs who need some sunlight do frogs also need to catch them sun rays like we do for health?

(I finally noticed the help/guide button)

Stress, and too much too do+too little time at work...

Who'd have thought that after getting hold of that agent that I would have an interview? Not me because that agent was slippery af and recruiters are basically sales people and no one likes them if you're sales or recruitment sorrynotsorry. The interviewers were really great to talk to but they snuck in a few responsibilities that definitely had no busienss being there- they didn't match the skill set/ experience required and weren't "nice to haves".
So I didn't die or anything which was nice but when I left I knew that wasn't the place for me so I was like bet I get my rejection in 48 hours! Instead the agent's telephone game started again Lady, just email me the "no", yeah?

Mood swings. I just want my period to come soon. It's been driving my family and I crazy.

Being a woman isn't all it's cracked up to be.

My day has not been ruined, but this definitely fits with the "Blargh!" part of the thread title. I have been keeping this in for years now, and I MUST give it voice:

Dear talented mod creator. Your mods are very neat. I think I would like to use them. But I can't get through your descriptions because all of the pictures on your mod pages, including your own avatar, look creepier than Chucky could ever dream of being. Your mod pages are home to a colorful hellscape of soulless eyes and fake smiles. Ditch the pics or just embrace the barely suppressed demonic vibe before it consumes you entirely.

Buying and setting up a new phone for mom, after hers went bye-bye for good after a while of knowing the battery was on its last leg (I told her she should've gotten a new one much sooner - she's already frustrated she couldn't save a lot of what was on it, though she had fortunately done some steps to save stuff about a month or so ago, so not everything was lost). That woman has zero patience and a frustration level through the roof when there's a few more steps than expected...

Brainpower is at an absolute zero after the whole ordeal 🥴 (The setup probably took most of 4+ hours - Half the time used was a big 'ol memory game of what login info goes where, resetting passwords and whatnots )

And on top of that? Stomach bug that decided to kick in middle-of-night-ish 🤢🤮

This wasn't today but I completely forgot about it until I saw this post

So after we got our shiny new recycling bin, our old one reappeared too... Or more specifically a neighbour was in our garden with our old one, seemingly trying to quietly swap it with our new one. I can see the front garden from the livingroom window and just saw a random woman in my garden so I went outside and asked if she was OK. Conversation went like this:

Me: Hi, you ok there?
Her: oh you're in! I was returning your bin. It ended up in my garden by mistake.
Me: Oh okay. Well thank you!
Her: I don't know where mines gone though...
Me: oh, well I filled out an online form and got a bin the next day if you just Google it
Her: well you've got 2 bins and it's bin day tomorrow
Me: yeah... I guess you can have my old one? I have a new one now anyway
Her: but this one has your number on it.

I see her looking at my new bin. And if not for the fact I know she lives 12 houses down from me and my bin was stolen on a non-bin day from my garden, I would've just let her have the new one... but I thought "no. This is my new bin! And she definitely stole it". So I just repeated "well, you can just call the council up or fill in the online form, they're so quick" and just kinda shut the door and she left. I kept the old bin in the garden and hid the new bin in the back garden.

Then I was at work a few days ago and it turns out my bin-thief neighbour is one of my residents family members lmao oops. She came to visit and I avoided her all day as if I wasn't a petty bin-owner.


Also I cut the hedges in the garden and neatened it up a little, because I think maybe she stole my bin because our house was kinda neglected by the last owner and from the outside maybe still looks like noone lives there lol.

I lost my wallet at Europark today. My flight back to home country is tomorrow night, at 10. Luckily, I had like 12 cents in there and two debit cards that I canceled straight away. Apart from my student ID and my public transport pass that I'll need to replace, my biggest headache is the fact that I'm out of my ID that I need in order to board the plane back. And to reach the embassy, I'll need some money to buy a train ticket to the nearest town with my country's embassy. And to get the money, I gotta transfer it from one card to the other because card 1 doesn't support Google Pay and —argh!

Luckily, my boyfriend kindly offered me to use his credit card for all the fares that I'll have to pay on my way to the embassy and back, and I think it will be easiest if I just transferred him the money once I landed back home.

For some reason, losing a wallet, despite having to jump through hoops just for this one ID, is still less a headache than losing my mobile phone I believe.

ID is replaceable and I have time. My phone on the other hand? My phone's got a picture of both sides of my ID, my phone's got all my card numbers in a password manager, my phone's got my Google account (which has all my life and memories and brain) – and I'm not sure if I could log into Google without my phone at this point.

Europark was amazing and all I ever hoped for; until I reached my last ride, was waiting in line and started checking my pockets. I felt like my energy levels just drop to the reddest because of all this government work I'll need to be doing...