Feminism

Dear All,
As you are aware I am unwillingly living with two very unpleasant human beings. One a female. Two a male.
The male, is living rent free in my house. In a house of girls with his female girlfriend. Despite asking her to tell him to leave the two are constantly here.
They have stolen our possessions and are refusing to vacate. The law is not on our side.

Talking to people about my situation; I am often told to ;
1) Kick them out
2) Drag them out 
3) Punch them 
4) Throw their stuff out
..... and this all would end our problems.

And there is only one reason I am in this awful housing situation, and that is because I have a vagina.

For some reason, me having a vagina allows this male to automatically control situations. 

I can not forcible remove him because I was born with a vagina. 

Although I have the physical strength to hurt him. He also has the physical strength and capability of hurting me. And I live in fear of this.

There is also the social a astigmatism associated with me going up to this male and striking him. This is not expected of me as I am a woman. I would be frowned upon if I was to strike a man, a stronger physically character because I have a vagina. 

This Male would not be making a mock of us financially and physically if we have dicks. The fact is this male treats us like shit because he knows we cannot remove him. 

A man would have removed him and demanded our stuff back. But we are scared of him becuase hes taller and bigger than us. 

Its sad that in 2014 that 5 females are forced to feel scared in their own homes because of this mans presence. We are unable to remove him. And he knows this.

The irony is ... his girlfriend is a deep feminist. Who is happy to subject her housemates to threats of physical violence in order to allow him to stay 7 nights a week.

I would argue that this females reliance on a male within her own life and in order to repress and oppress the females she lives with, deeply contradicts her feminist stance.

She uses his influence to bully and manipulate us. She is reliant on a male for her power and controll and I am afraid to say that we are under their tyranny.

Damn you Vagina. Damn you.

Sorry for getting down your throats with the feminism.

Oh and can I please have some more comments and responses on my blog please ????

Gracie xxxx 

Clumsy is the new sexy

Dear all (Switching it up),
 I feel that I should start writing some blogs that really live up to my name as "Calamity Grace".
Being 6ft and a woman I do attract lots of unwanted attention and height related questions from the general public. The biggest downsize of being tall is being clumsy. And I literally am the clumsiest person you will ever meet. 

My mums favorite one liner is ; before she introduces me to people  : "I don't know why we called her Grace, shes the least graceful person  I know". Although I hate her saying this, as I have heard it 19 years of my life, it is factually accurate. 

Yesterday was completely average; and here is a list of things that happened it about 2 hours. This is the gods honest truth. And all I did was go to the gym.

1) Spotify stopped playing on my phone for no reason and then froze.
2) This is turn froze my nike running app.
3) Then my phone armband started sliding off.
4) This then caused my headphones to get jammed in the axis of the running machine.
5) So I gave up on the running machine and tried the cross trainer. Where I went to get a drink, ended up squirting water (from one of them lucazade bottles) all down my top.
6) Dont worry I can run this off. No..... my leg came off the cross trainer and fell in the middle barrier where my other leg was still running which resulted in my running over my own leg. Nice. Ouch.
7) Carried my mat over to the mat pile. Almost dropped my mat on a person.
8)Leaving the gym. Shaking my protein shaker. Without the lid on. Cover the floor in protein mix. People all stare and me ... I panicked and said "Its not sick" ... I then had to clean it up in front of everyone. 
9) Came home to tell Lucy of the protein shaker drama... only to react it ... doing the exactly the same thing but in my lounge. 

This is all true. This is my life. This happened. 

This is why I am  Calamity Grace. 

Black Fish.... You literally need to watch it !

Dear Readers (I am really struggling how to start these bloody things),
Doubled my views on this blog in a week so that's good. I think.

Things have calmed down in the house so that's cool, we are all in the midst of revision so we are all very happy and very cheery and full of the joys of spring. Definitely not on the verge of an argument. 

So I watched "Black Fish" the other day. Wow. Just Wow. I literally didn't want it to end. I watched it back to back because I was literally so amazed by it. It not only was insanely well directed and prodcuced , but they managed to get people on the documentary who actually knew what they were talking about, old trainers, specialists, owners, neuroscience experts, the poachers ! This in whole is a very well put together documentary. Enjoyed it immensely despite the negative subject and imagery used. 

This still truely astounds me that SeaWorld keep these amazing animals in enclosures that are just way too small in entertainment that is really glorified bear baiting. Its sickening. These animals are scientifically proven to be more emotionally intelligent than us. There emotional part of the brain is twice as large as us. And we are ripping them away from their babies and making them dance and wag their tales for us. 

Think it is amazing that in the wild there has never been an attack on humans by a killerwhale, chuck them in a pool and make them perform for food .... there you go ! You are pushing these animals to the brink of insanity. 

I think wild animals should be wild.

It just disgusting that in 2014 this kind of practice of capturing animals and making them perform for money is still happening. 

However there was a very touching part of the documentary at the end when the old trainers went into the wild to watch wild killer whales. They blubbed and of course I blubbed. 

I don't want to give too much away about it because I want everyone to go out there and watch it !!! 
Its on IPlayer so just go and watch it !!

I don't know anyone who wouldn't enjoy it. Despite it being a difficult watch. It makes you feel all warm and gooey inside.

Cheers, Gracie

The Simple Life

Dear Readers,
Now for a more positive theme, topic, thought whatever.
Here goes...
I had a very enjoyable night last night. It was simple. Wagamamas, my darling friend Steph and a bottle of white wine. Nothing special. Nothing new. Nothing exciting. Just a bowl of hot yummy food that of course we could not pronounce, and a bit of wine on a bank holiday Monday.

Yes of course our bums hurt from sitting on the benches.
Yes of course our food came a different times.
Yes of course we couldn't use the chopsticks very well.
Yes of course the waiting staff were way to friendly and ultimately very annoying.
Yes of course we were sat uncomfortably close to strangers.

But, we did make the most of it. We walked there in the pissing rain. We walked back in the pissing rain.

Enjoyed a god old chin wag about our friends, our foes, our futures, our pasts. And it was really just rather lovely.

Good food and good company.

I am a creature of simple pleasures. So a bit of Steph and an overpriced glorified pot noodle did it for me.

Life is good.

Gracie

Living with the Chimpanzee : The daily struggle of my housing set up.

Dear Readers, (I started with this so I am going to stick with it)

Feeling very tired and very stressed out following a lovely 3 weeks at home in Cornwall followed by a lovely welcome party back at my house in Bath.
Well, when say welcome party. I mean 3 nights of being woken up by my loud and insensitive housemate and her delightful boyfriend. 

So you must be thinking... 
Why cant you just ask her to be quiet?
 Why cant you ignore her? 
I am sure you can forgive 3 nights of noise!
 That is what it is like in a house share ! 

These seem pretty ledgit questions and thoughts. However, we have come up against this and have found the following issues which are preventing the continuation of a happy house;

. She feels she is being quiet enough and there is nothing else she can do to be any quieter when we have in the past approached her. 
.We cant ignore the noise of screaming, shouting, arguments and door slamming. The violent and aggressive nature of the noise makes the 5 other girls feel worried and concerned. Also, the nature of the noise is difficult to ignore like a loud music playing or hammering. 
. We have in the past forgiven three nights of noise. However  this has been going on for nine months now and if anything the noise disturbances have become more frequent, for longer periods of time and louder disruptions.
. I am aware that in a house of six people that there is bound to be noise. I would agree with that statement. However I believe that when it is only the one person making a noise, that it clearly is possible to be respectful of others who you live with.

Unfortunately the noise issues are not the only ones. We have now come to terms with the idea that we now live with this difficult housemates boyfriend. He appears to have moved into the property with no invitation, notification or permission. This would not be an issue if he was a well mannered, clean, hygienic, friendly and timid character (as other of my housemates boyfriends are). Instead he is the opposite. His presence is threatening, unwanted and frosty. It goes without saying that he feels it is acceptable not to contribute to house bills and to leave the toilet seat up.Said boyfriend also feels it is acceptable to bring his mates back to our house during the early hours of the morning and do imitations of the other girls who live in the house. I am sure you will agree that he is a delightful human being and a joy to be around. 

There appears to be 3 underlying issues with living with this difficult housemate;
1) The noise she causes and the disruption to work and university work she is causing.
2)The financial drain the 7th tenant is causing for the rest of us.
3) Concern for our and their safety during arguments.

We have tried contacting her family, the university, our landlord, the council and the letting agents and no one seems to be able to help us. 

There has been a knock on effect to our work and our happiness during this period and I feel the time has come to say; "No more".

We have tried messaging her and saying shut up. We have tried ignoring it and seeing if that works. We initially thought she makes noise to deliberately piss us off. 

I have now decided that I must fight fire with fire and this means risking more aggression and threatening behavior.  This has materialised in the past with the housemate attempting to punch one of the other girls and pinning another in the corner against the room.

However, enough is enough for me. I have had enough. I have decided that next time I am woken up I will take one of two steps.
1) Shout at her, in her face, outside her door, whatever.... to shut up and go to bed.
2) Call the police.

Personally I think the removal of the squatter boyfriend from the property would end 90% of the noise complaints and the hygiene complaints. 

The pinnacle of his arrogance was to enter our basement, keep his bike in there, and hide the keys ih their room. This resulted in a man driving all the way from bristol to attempt to enter the basement because the builders had no key and needed to enter the basement. He later emerged to retrieve his bike with no apology just a threat not to touch his property that was stored in our own propety. Delightful. 

This along with his flaunts of  his semi nude body around the house that I actually pay for has driven me to the edge of insanity. Insanity is so close I can almost touch it. 

This feels like I am living with two chimps who are unable to understand other human reactions and feelings.

I once stood outside in the rain for an hour (as i forgot my key) ringing the doorbell ... no answer even though I knew the chances of him being in the house were very high. An hour later he emerged again... he does a lot of emerging .... and let himself out ... the boy... could not even let me in.... this is the type of chimpanzee  I am living with. 

This was not intended to be a rant. However, it soon becomes an angry rant when you are prevented from sleeping 80% of the time. I am tired. I am frustrated. I am pissed off that I am paying for a jobless idiot to use my internet, water, heating and electricity whilst I am forced to work after being kept up all night. I don't feel this is a fair deal.

So if there is anyone who want to kick him or her out ... feel free. I will give you my address freely. 

Any suggestions or advice ?
Gracie