Good things that happened today:
- I didn't skip my lecture (unlike some people).
- I got my research participation done for psychology.
- I woke up in my nice bed.
- I didn't miss the bus.
- I had a bus ride where I got to read.
- I got to carry around an umbrella all day, and even though it didn't rain, I pretended I was an English gentleman out for a stroll through the grey London streets.
- My cats came back
- And one of them is now snuggling with me.
- I had a semi-underwhelming but still hunger-satisfying lunch
- With pleasant company
- And a free lift home.
- I got to wear my winter hat.
- I got to see lots of nice people. Or at least, a few people who are lots nice.
- I got to read the lovely Alex's blog, which due to the fact that I hadn't blogged in a while, I'd forgotten to do.
- I had really good ice cream. REALLY good ice cream. Caramel honey macadamia ice cream.
- Chome suggested macadamia is not a word and I was actually trying to say tarmacadam.
- I wasn't.
- I had pie. Ooooh, apple and cherry pie. Oooooh, pie-y pie time.
- I found out about wacky new places at ANU.
- I got to cook my breakfast not in the bathroom, because our kitchen renovations are mostly done!
- I got to bed early (she writes, hoping that in the process of writing, it will come true).
- I blogged!
- I wore a secret Harry Potter shirt. (It was a secret because it was too cold to take my jumper off.)
- I planned my bus to see my bestest muddy tomorrow.
- I got a love heart lolly that called me a 'dear one'. (This was after getting one that said 'I will', which I don't know doesn't seem to be a thing.)
- I watched a whole bunch of Daily Grace videos.
- I had a good dream this morning, I think. Like, 90% sure. Maybe.
- I finished this list. :)
x
(fyi that story i started 2 posts ago. totes not gonna finish that. i lost my mojo. sozlol.)
Friday, 12 October 2012
Monday, 27 August 2012
Am I cursed?
Seriously.
Remember this?
"I am about 90% sure they JB are now going to replace my laptop. And with that, the Saga of the Malfunctioning Death Machine is hopefully brought to a calm close, and the Tale of the Eternally Perfectly Working Hardware of Luuuurve can begin. In a couple of weeks when I get it.
Splendid! Splended! Splendead. 'S Plen Dead? Is Plen DEAD?
No. No he's not."
Well... the Tale of the Eternally Perfectly Working Hardware of Luuuuurve began. And ended.
Getting my new laptop was awesome! I went to JB and they were like, hey, we could give you a replacement Acer, OR WE COULD GIVE YOU $1200 TO SPEND ON ANY LAPTOP YOU WANT. I was like "Hm, I guess I'll take the second option?"
I picked a Dell, because they're meant to be the bossest of boss computers and they have awesome GRAPHICS and good OTHER THINGS and they are SUPER FAST.
And it was beautiful.
For a few months.
Until about maybe 2 months ago? I noticed that when I ran full screen programs, like the totally legal episodes of Gilmore Girls and True Blood I was streaming totally legally, and then escaped out to the normal whatever, the graphics were all weird. I can't actually describe it, but it was like all the shading was taken off everything? It was really stark and stuff. This only happened when the battery wasn't in. And like, fine, whatever, I can manage with that because at least that graphics are fine when the battery is in and the full screen program is open.
And there were other minor problems, like the battery cable never stays in. You know how when you use a laptop, you're meant to plug the cable in only while charging the battery? And once the battery is charged, you should either take the cable out and use the battery, or take the battery out and use power straight from the wall? Well, I couldn't do that, because if I did, the battery cable fell out and my computer died. Fun, right?
Again. All things I can deal with.
But now.
The internet doesn't work.
My computer is unable to connect to the internet.
Remember this?
"I am about 90% sure they JB are now going to replace my laptop. And with that, the Saga of the Malfunctioning Death Machine is hopefully brought to a calm close, and the Tale of the Eternally Perfectly Working Hardware of Luuuurve can begin. In a couple of weeks when I get it.
Splendid! Splended! Splendead. 'S Plen Dead? Is Plen DEAD?
No. No he's not."
Well... the Tale of the Eternally Perfectly Working Hardware of Luuuuurve began. And ended.
Getting my new laptop was awesome! I went to JB and they were like, hey, we could give you a replacement Acer, OR WE COULD GIVE YOU $1200 TO SPEND ON ANY LAPTOP YOU WANT. I was like "Hm, I guess I'll take the second option?"
I picked a Dell, because they're meant to be the bossest of boss computers and they have awesome GRAPHICS and good OTHER THINGS and they are SUPER FAST.
And it was beautiful.
For a few months.
Until about maybe 2 months ago? I noticed that when I ran full screen programs, like the totally legal episodes of Gilmore Girls and True Blood I was streaming totally legally, and then escaped out to the normal whatever, the graphics were all weird. I can't actually describe it, but it was like all the shading was taken off everything? It was really stark and stuff. This only happened when the battery wasn't in. And like, fine, whatever, I can manage with that because at least that graphics are fine when the battery is in and the full screen program is open.
And there were other minor problems, like the battery cable never stays in. You know how when you use a laptop, you're meant to plug the cable in only while charging the battery? And once the battery is charged, you should either take the cable out and use the battery, or take the battery out and use power straight from the wall? Well, I couldn't do that, because if I did, the battery cable fell out and my computer died. Fun, right?
Again. All things I can deal with.
But now.
The internet doesn't work.
My computer is unable to connect to the internet.
I don't know why. I closed it one night to go to sleep and it went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning and turned it on, it had Windows Updated itself.
And the internet no longer worked.
So there.
I believe I'm either cursed, or computers are attention-seeking twats who like to annoy me.
Computers are 10 year old boys.
GOD.
Saturday, 5 May 2012
A blossoming love story
This following post is inspired by the oatmeal post about how to be obnoxious on facebook.
A suggestion of a thing to do that isn't obnoxious and stupid is:
Write an epic love story involving cage-fighting nuns and tanks
(It may not be epic in length, but it will be epic in epicness)
So you will now find the map of the Realms of Jasmire (you heard me) and the first few words of the story. The map took me freaking forever though, so it's not as much as you know whatever deal with it.
Chapter One:
Once upon a time, there was a war. It wasn't the biggest war ever or the meanest war ever or the hardest war ever, but it wasn't the smallest, nicest or easiest war ever either. It was kind of like the Baby Bear bowl of porridge in Goldilocks, war-wise.
We begin in the land of Fymh. The war has just started, and the Fymhian government are the ones who started it. Well, not to hear them tell it, but everyone knows that they did. Over the last few months of campaigning, they moved thousands of conscripted Fymhians into the land of Lepodurus. The north of Lepodurus is now in a constant state of turmoil, with petty battles everyday for scraps of land. The previously green fields are now dead, muddy mires, with the boot prints of both armies sunk in everywhere.
The Lepodurites have so far held their ground well, particularly after drawing up allies from the south, in Willowgard and Durak, and calling the always gentle Larvirians down to tend the wounded.
Fymh, its leaders having spent the last 200 years of their rule fighting the surrounding nations, have no allies to call upon.
But the conscripted men and women fight hard for Fymh and one cadet in particular is vehement in his defence of his land.
BOOM.
A suggestion of a thing to do that isn't obnoxious and stupid is:
Write an epic love story involving cage-fighting nuns and tanks
(It may not be epic in length, but it will be epic in epicness)
So you will now find the map of the Realms of Jasmire (you heard me) and the first few words of the story. The map took me freaking forever though, so it's not as much as you know whatever deal with it.
Chapter One:
Once upon a time, there was a war. It wasn't the biggest war ever or the meanest war ever or the hardest war ever, but it wasn't the smallest, nicest or easiest war ever either. It was kind of like the Baby Bear bowl of porridge in Goldilocks, war-wise.
We begin in the land of Fymh. The war has just started, and the Fymhian government are the ones who started it. Well, not to hear them tell it, but everyone knows that they did. Over the last few months of campaigning, they moved thousands of conscripted Fymhians into the land of Lepodurus. The north of Lepodurus is now in a constant state of turmoil, with petty battles everyday for scraps of land. The previously green fields are now dead, muddy mires, with the boot prints of both armies sunk in everywhere.
The Lepodurites have so far held their ground well, particularly after drawing up allies from the south, in Willowgard and Durak, and calling the always gentle Larvirians down to tend the wounded.
Fymh, its leaders having spent the last 200 years of their rule fighting the surrounding nations, have no allies to call upon.
But the conscripted men and women fight hard for Fymh and one cadet in particular is vehement in his defence of his land.
BOOM.
Early birthday present
HOW BEAUTIFUL IS IT. That is not a question because I know the answer. All the beautifuls.
Thursday, 3 May 2012
I'm not really sure of anything written after this title ... Don't quote me on any of it.
So first off, let me address this issue:
WHAT. I MISSED THE WHAT.
I missed the HARRY POTTER and SONG OF ICE AND FIRE teefury mash up? (see below)
WHAT.
Tell me, can I honestly say my life still has meaning given that I missed perhaps my only opportunity to own this shirt? Because I don't think I can. I really don't think I can. Unless I get the wallet for my birthday.
I AM SAD.
Now, credit where it's due and whatever. I don't want to get in internet trouble*.
This let me just say amazing shirt was designed by this I'm-going-to-go-with guy:
the50ftsnail and posted on teefury
Sir (I assume), if you have tracking on your name and you find this, I will give you much money to own this. I will give you ALL the money (in my wallet right now which is like $60AUD or something I guess)
So I will continue to mentally shoot myself in the head (which is an impressive feat, we can both agree, but not an impressive feet, necessarily) and tell you that today I did a silly thing. When I SHOULD (and was a little bit!) have been doing one of my psych assignment (eughhhhhh), I got a call from the DARLING Rita, and guess what?!
Daramalan College Open Evening toniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. And I totally went and it was totally awesome.
Teachers, the piercing sense of nostalgia, the repression of any negative memory from there so that it seems like it was actually the best place in the universe, the hospitality food.
Ahh. Good times good times.
I thought this would be a far more poignant, emotional piece, about the struggle to grow up contrasted with the sadness over loss of youth.
Nope. It was just a couple of sentences.
But man, those sandwiches.
I mean sentences.
That is a very subtle Arrested Development reference.
Not so subtle now.
Kind of glaringly obvious, and clearly stated, by my previous clear statement.
AT'S MY BORTHDEY UN E WIIK.
*if i haven't done this right or if it's still a not allowed thing because it's your design don't sue me. i will take it down. the fans will cry, most likely. but i am a bigger person than that. just.
WHAT. I MISSED THE WHAT.
I missed the HARRY POTTER and SONG OF ICE AND FIRE teefury mash up? (see below)
WHAT.
Tell me, can I honestly say my life still has meaning given that I missed perhaps my only opportunity to own this shirt? Because I don't think I can. I really don't think I can. Unless I get the wallet for my birthday.
I AM SAD.
Now, credit where it's due and whatever. I don't want to get in internet trouble*.
This let me just say amazing shirt was designed by this I'm-going-to-go-with guy:
the50ftsnail and posted on teefury
Sir (I assume), if you have tracking on your name and you find this, I will give you much money to own this. I will give you ALL the money (in my wallet right now which is like $60AUD or something I guess)
So I will continue to mentally shoot myself in the head (which is an impressive feat, we can both agree, but not an impressive feet, necessarily) and tell you that today I did a silly thing. When I SHOULD (and was a little bit!) have been doing one of my psych assignment (eughhhhhh), I got a call from the DARLING Rita, and guess what?!
Daramalan College Open Evening toniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. And I totally went and it was totally awesome.
Teachers, the piercing sense of nostalgia, the repression of any negative memory from there so that it seems like it was actually the best place in the universe, the hospitality food.
Ahh. Good times good times.
I thought this would be a far more poignant, emotional piece, about the struggle to grow up contrasted with the sadness over loss of youth.
Nope. It was just a couple of sentences.
But man, those sandwiches.
I mean sentences.
That is a very subtle Arrested Development reference.
Not so subtle now.
Kind of glaringly obvious, and clearly stated, by my previous clear statement.
AT'S MY BORTHDEY UN E WIIK.
*if i haven't done this right or if it's still a not allowed thing because it's your design don't sue me. i will take it down. the fans will cry, most likely. but i am a bigger person than that. just.
Wednesday, 2 May 2012
The Day I Fell In Love
It was a crisp afternoon in Canberra on the 2nd May 2012. My mum and I stopped into Kingston to pick up her shoes, and we wandered over to this shop she told me I might like.
We walked in.
It was a gorgeous place. Kind of weird stuff, half of it terribly ugly, a quarter kind of OK, and the last quarter awesome.
It's the kind of place where there's this mix of clothes and jewellery and ornaments and other random stuff. It's also the kind of place that might organise their products by colour. They do do that. They're also the kind of place that give you a heated wheat bag caterpillar to cuddle while you're browsing, because it's cold outside.
I was looking around, there was a cool jacket, a cool watch, some nice earrings. I'd just got to the green section, when mum called me over.
She was at the front counter.
I walked over to see what she had.
And that's when it happened.
I was a goner from the moment I first laid eyes on
...
...
this wallet.
Oh god, it's beautiful.
It's just. I can't even.
What is air?
The softest Italian leather. The colours. The different shapes and sizes.
I have been needing a new wallet for a couple of months now, in case you were wondering. My current wallet, which I really LOVE because it's so pretty and badass, is unfortunately falling apart, and I've been lamenting the fact that soon I will have to get rid of it, and I haven't found a good replacement.
All of my worries are gone.
So here it is:
There's this really dark grey leather on the outside. The stitching is all bright blue.
And then you open it, and rainbows attack your eyes.
Each card pocket is a different, super bright colour.
Green, yellow, pink, blue, orange, purple, ALL THE COLOURS are there and it makes you want to look and look forever.
It may be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in the world.
Which you could tell, by the price tag.
But it IS my birthday next week. And hey, who are you to deny true love?
Now excuse me, I have to go have wallet-filled dreams. Goodnight.
We walked in.
It was a gorgeous place. Kind of weird stuff, half of it terribly ugly, a quarter kind of OK, and the last quarter awesome.
It's the kind of place where there's this mix of clothes and jewellery and ornaments and other random stuff. It's also the kind of place that might organise their products by colour. They do do that. They're also the kind of place that give you a heated wheat bag caterpillar to cuddle while you're browsing, because it's cold outside.
I was looking around, there was a cool jacket, a cool watch, some nice earrings. I'd just got to the green section, when mum called me over.
She was at the front counter.
I walked over to see what she had.
And that's when it happened.
I was a goner from the moment I first laid eyes on
...
...
this wallet.
Oh god, it's beautiful.
It's just. I can't even.
What is air?
The softest Italian leather. The colours. The different shapes and sizes.
I have been needing a new wallet for a couple of months now, in case you were wondering. My current wallet, which I really LOVE because it's so pretty and badass, is unfortunately falling apart, and I've been lamenting the fact that soon I will have to get rid of it, and I haven't found a good replacement.
All of my worries are gone.
So here it is:
There's this really dark grey leather on the outside. The stitching is all bright blue.
And then you open it, and rainbows attack your eyes.
Each card pocket is a different, super bright colour.
Green, yellow, pink, blue, orange, purple, ALL THE COLOURS are there and it makes you want to look and look forever.
It may be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in the world.
Which you could tell, by the price tag.
But it IS my birthday next week. And hey, who are you to deny true love?
Now excuse me, I have to go have wallet-filled dreams. Goodnight.
Tuesday, 1 May 2012
Monday, 30 April 2012
Generatablog
So I've gone to this Generate my Blog Topic Because I'm a Creative Abyss by Which I Mean Things Go in and Nothing Ever Ever Comes Out web site blah here http://www.blogtap.net/blogtopicgenerator/
Do you know what it gave me?
You don't. But it's OK. I'll tell you.
Hunting in winter.
So speaking as the experienced winter-hunter that I am, I will tell you a bit about hunting in winter until I get bored and ask for another topic.
Winter huntin', you need a lot of warm clothes and also some hunting things like a knife or a bow or a spear and probably not a sword. There. Go out in the world and make your way!
Obesity in Americans. Haaaaaaaa.
Math or English? I don't know why people see them as such competing things. People are always like "At least maths has a single answer! English doesn't have a specific answer for every question blah blah blah" but that's totally not true. Maths requires way abstract thought and English can have straight answers. And just shut up. They're both good.
Shoveling your self out on a snowy day. Is this a euphemism?
Albert Einstein's early life. Well, Mr and Mrs Einstein love each other very much and one day they decided to make that love into a person. But after that delightful beginning, they were constantly disappointed.
Your favourite novels. I'm assuming it means me. The Fault in Our Stars! Ender's Game! Twilig- Jokes. Divergent! I don't know.
How to make your boss happy. I think you know ;)
NATO countries. What? Um. http://www.nato.int/cps/en/natolive/nato_countries.htm There. I don't ... I don't know what I'm meant to say.
Dutch villages. This is just getting silly.
Your worst enemy. All those NATO countries.
Russian art. I don't know! There's lots of snow I would guess. They can probably paint you a picture of how to shovel your self out on a snowy day. Also some winter hunting.
The right amount of living space. ...
Poodles are fun things. Oh. You are just. STOP it.
Rings of Uranus. The planet of Uranus has a system of rings which were dicovered on March 10, 1977. There are 13 rings, and their radii range from about 38,000km to about 98,000km. They are thought to be relatively young, no more than 600 million years old (spring chickens!). Oh wait I mean no, rings of URanus, blog topic generator.'
Sheets or WaWa? OK, I'm done.
Tennis ball records. Yeah. Really. Done.
Do you know what it gave me?
You don't. But it's OK. I'll tell you.
Hunting in winter.
So speaking as the experienced winter-hunter that I am, I will tell you a bit about hunting in winter until I get bored and ask for another topic.
Winter huntin', you need a lot of warm clothes and also some hunting things like a knife or a bow or a spear and probably not a sword. There. Go out in the world and make your way!
Obesity in Americans. Haaaaaaaa.
Math or English? I don't know why people see them as such competing things. People are always like "At least maths has a single answer! English doesn't have a specific answer for every question blah blah blah" but that's totally not true. Maths requires way abstract thought and English can have straight answers. And just shut up. They're both good.
Shoveling your self out on a snowy day. Is this a euphemism?
Albert Einstein's early life. Well, Mr and Mrs Einstein love each other very much and one day they decided to make that love into a person. But after that delightful beginning, they were constantly disappointed.
Your favourite novels. I'm assuming it means me. The Fault in Our Stars! Ender's Game! Twilig- Jokes. Divergent! I don't know.
How to make your boss happy. I think you know ;)
NATO countries. What? Um. http://www.nato.int/cps/en/natolive/nato_countries.htm There. I don't ... I don't know what I'm meant to say.
Dutch villages. This is just getting silly.
Your worst enemy. All those NATO countries.
Russian art. I don't know! There's lots of snow I would guess. They can probably paint you a picture of how to shovel your self out on a snowy day. Also some winter hunting.
The right amount of living space. ...
Poodles are fun things. Oh. You are just. STOP it.
Rings of Uranus. The planet of Uranus has a system of rings which were dicovered on March 10, 1977. There are 13 rings, and their radii range from about 38,000km to about 98,000km. They are thought to be relatively young, no more than 600 million years old (spring chickens!). Oh wait I mean no, rings of URanus, blog topic generator.'
Sheets or WaWa? OK, I'm done.
Tennis ball records. Yeah. Really. Done.
Sunday, 29 April 2012
Today I played Guild Wars 2. And I can tell you one thing. I'm freaking awesome. I am the most badass.
If you look up badass in urbandictionary, it redirects you to the web site in honour of me, complete with fan fiction written about me, photos of the trophies I've won and the monuments that have been erected to commemorate me and the forums where people discuss how they might do stuff that would one day result in them being a fraction as badass as I am.
I think that's all.
If you look up badass in urbandictionary, it redirects you to the web site in honour of me, complete with fan fiction written about me, photos of the trophies I've won and the monuments that have been erected to commemorate me and the forums where people discuss how they might do stuff that would one day result in them being a fraction as badass as I am.
I think that's all.
Thursday, 26 April 2012
OK, I lied.
I KNOW I lied. I said I was back. Well, I am back but I didn't come back. To this blog. Right here. Like I promised.
BUT WITH GOOD REASON.
Given that I have 8 trillion (see: 3) assignments due in the next few weeks, and had one due on Monday, I have actually been DOING work. I KNOW. Cray town. Population: me. And some confused crayfish.
Also, aside from that, my internet has been maxed out this month, which is always cause for a small party just kidding it stinks. But to load this 'write a blog post' page, took enough for me to get angry and go do dishes instead. DISHES. INSTEAD. I CHOSE DISHES.
Shit just got real.
So again, I am sorry, and I will make it up to you. I know I'll say "in a few weeks when all my assignments are done blah blah blah you won't be able to get rid of me" but let's be honest, shall we? Uni's are crap. They are crap in one way one of the same ways that high school is crap (yes, that doesn't make sense, but yes you know what I mean anyway). THEY GIVE YOU ALL YOUR ASSESSMENT AT ONCE. And then you finish it. Sweet relief, you might say. You may even begin to knead out the knots in your back and stretch your fingers that are suffering from Typing Too Much Disease.
Then you make the mistake of checking your course outline, and lo and be-freaking-hold. You've got another 17 things due next week.
/whinge
BUT WITH GOOD REASON.
Given that I have 8 trillion (see: 3) assignments due in the next few weeks, and had one due on Monday, I have actually been DOING work. I KNOW. Cray town. Population: me. And some confused crayfish.
Also, aside from that, my internet has been maxed out this month, which is always cause for a small party just kidding it stinks. But to load this 'write a blog post' page, took enough for me to get angry and go do dishes instead. DISHES. INSTEAD. I CHOSE DISHES.
Shit just got real.
So again, I am sorry, and I will make it up to you. I know I'll say "in a few weeks when all my assignments are done blah blah blah you won't be able to get rid of me" but let's be honest, shall we? Uni's are crap. They are crap in one way one of the same ways that high school is crap (yes, that doesn't make sense, but yes you know what I mean anyway). THEY GIVE YOU ALL YOUR ASSESSMENT AT ONCE. And then you finish it. Sweet relief, you might say. You may even begin to knead out the knots in your back and stretch your fingers that are suffering from Typing Too Much Disease.
Then you make the mistake of checking your course outline, and lo and be-freaking-hold. You've got another 17 things due next week.
/whinge
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