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.

Tuesday, 1 May 2012

PINCH AND A PUNCH FOR THE FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH
(it'smybirthdayinaweek)

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.

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.

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

Monday, 23 April 2012

Home again home again jiggity whatever

Euuuuuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhh.
I am home. Great. Yeah, I had a really good trip and it was fun and relaxing and nice and no I didn't buy you any presents sorry but I will next time and yes I am glad to see you now that I am home and I am sorry for not posting but internet was painfully expensive and I was busy and I'm SORRY, alright? :(
Ah. Home.
The land of uni and homework and assignments and the most dreaded thing of all: linguistics. *shudder*
I'm struggling through my assignment now, and seriously considering how much I can't wait to drop this awful subject and whatnot but I still have to do it. And following after it are two psychology assignments, and an anthropology assignment.
I hate uni.

Friday, 13 April 2012

THE ONE HUNDREDTH*

THIS IS SPARTA** WHAT?! I am posting my BEDA (I feel comfortable saying 'BEDA' at this point, because it has been so far, though that may be about to change) earlier than 10 minutes before midnight?! What crazy insane-o land is this I am hailing from that would cause this kind of commotion? You have all, undoubtedly, gotten used to what could almost but not quite be called tardiness.
But alas, (I almost wrote alaz. And that is what I am going to write every time for the rest of my life even and especially in essays) I am going out to dinner tonight for my dear dear dear friend Gabby's birthday and I have spent the whole day avoiding doing homework and this is an excellent tactic for that.
I have been doing a top job at avoiding though. I managed to find an HOUR LONG youtube video from Nerd HQ, which is a thing organised by Zachary Levi (of Chuck semi-fame) where they have panels of cool people and people ask questions and the cool people answer and the cool people I watched were Nathan Fillion, Jewel Staite and  Adam Baldwin, who you all know are the super cool peeps from Firefly.
But then I did actually have to print a billion bajillion pages of things off for schoolwork to take with me to Queensland which brings me to my next point!
I am going to QUEENSLAND for a week tomorrow, and I am not entirely sure though somewhat doubtful that I will have internet. So if I don't, and therefore cannot post, I will EXTEND BEDA for however long I miss into May! Isn't that super mediocre?! I know, I know.
But I DID end up doing some printings for school and because I'm doing a lab report in psych which needs literally (not actually not literally) a million references, I have printed a bunch of papers and used this FABULOUS TOOL (ding) SUPPLIED BY THE LIBRARY RESOURCES that finds the journal articles or papers I'm using and WRITES MY BIBLIOGRAPHY FOR ME IN THE FORMAT I NEED IT.
People who write their own are chumps.
People who use this super secret and epically amazing thing are champs.
I am a champs.

CHAMPDRIENNE OUT.

*This is my one hundredth post. Woo! *small party* In fact, I think I will try and convert Gabby's party into an Adrienne's One Hundredth Post Party. A much snappier name.
**Sparta here equals madness. Also Sparta.

Thursday, 12 April 2012

I have a stinky crappy headache that I've had since yesterday when the doctor attacked me with burny stuff and needles and so I think you should be happy I rated all those books for you yesterday and you really should read Divergent I will lend it to you if you want it and today I watched Glee which was awful but Darren Criss was in the shower while singing Christina Aguilera and then he and Matt Bomer sung Somebody that I Used to Know which was kind of weird because it's a song about breaking up and stuff and they're brother and brothers but it was still AWESOME and now I'm just really tired but actually I would recommend you read any of the books I listed yesterday, most of them I would recommend very strongly except for the Book of Lies and the sequel because I'm sorry Moloney but you are an awful writer but definitely read The Fault in Our Stars because it makes you feel everything and Hazel and Augustus are just. Just. Perfect. Except for the thing that's killing them.
Goodnight. X

Wednesday, 11 April 2012

Bah!

BEDA is a bad time to start reading this:

but alas that is what I have done so you will just have to deal with it.
In the spirit of books and reading and whatnot, let me now list for you the twenty books I've read so far this year, and like a star rating or something.
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
**and a half. Tried making a fancy half symbol. Didn't work.
The Abyss by Orson Scott Card
***
The Book of Lies by James Moloney
*
The Song of the Quarkbeast by Jasper Fforde
***
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (audiobook, read by John Green, which I counted yes get over it)
***and a half.
Darius Bell and the Glitter Pool by Odo Hirsch
***
Shades of Grey by Jasper Fforde
****
Master of the Books by James Moloney
* (shouldn't have bothered after the previous one)
Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie
**
Across the Nightingale Floor by Lian Hearn
***and a half.
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
***** Also possibly my new favourite book.
Grass for his Pillow by Lian Hearn
***
Wyrms by Orson Scott Card
**and a half.
Brilliance of the Moon by Lian Hearn
***and a half.
Scarlett Fever by Maureen Johnson
***
Name of the Star by Maureen Johnson
***and a half.
Inversions by Iain M Banks
***
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
***and a half. (THE MOVIE OH GOD THE MOVIE <3)
The Boyfriend List by E. Lockhart
**and three-quarters
Divergent by Veronica Roth
**** (READ IT OH GOSH)

So now I'm up to A Dance With Dragons. I am so keen. I will be honest: I have kind of forgotten what happened at the end of the last one, since I read it 5 months ago, but STILL. STILL.
So good.

GOODNIGHT AND HAPPY READINGS.


Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Why you need me as your personal dessert cook:

A short post for tonight, because I need an early night. I mean, it's too late for that but I need an earlier night.
This is what Ben and I cooked yesterday and I can tell you. It. Kicked. Freaking. Butt.
Just, rest your eyes upon it, and then dream and hope and pray and wish on stars that one day I will love you enough to make you this. 'Cause damn, that brûlée was FI-INE.