hey Jude

Oct. 1st, 2012 12:16 am
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
My kitten Julian died on Friday in Australia. I only found out about it on Saturday, when I finally managed to get in contact with Mum via Skype after a couple of weeks' worth of missed connections.

My little man was just over a year old when he died. He was far, far too young to go, but what life he had was a good one, I think. I don't know what happened. Mum said she found him curled up in the front yard like he was sleeping, so I'm assuming something happened that just made him fall sleep and drift off.* When Mitzie got hit by a car she came home for help, so I'm choosing to believe that if he'd been in pain he would have come in. He never liked to be cooped up, so I hope he preferred the life we gave him when he was free to roam, despite the attendant risks, to a life lived looking out the window.

I've been looking through my photos, and I don't have nearly enough of this kitten who's made such a huge impact on my life. But here are the best ones.

A year in the life )

OK. I think...I was going to say "I think I can stop feeling so sad" but nope, not happening any time soon. I've been crying on and off for the past three days. I just about lost my mind when Mum first told me...couldn't stop crying, it felt like my chest was cracking open. Saturday evening was spent crying every fifteen minutes or so; Sunday, every thirty minutes to an hour; today, every couple of hours, or continuously if I did something like compile a picspam of his greatest hits.

I feel faintly ridiculous because I grieve for the animals in my family as much as - if not more than - I do for the people. But my animals have been my friends, my siblings, my children, and I love them as dearly as any human. My baby boy is dead and I wasn't there for him...I might not have been able to do anything to save him, but I'll never know, and I never got the chance to see him again properly. I had such plans for us...we were going to move to London when I finished my degree, and he was going to have a whale of a time chasing squirrels and British magpies and just generally having a lark. But now he's running around with KM and Jessie and Comet and Wanda and Lulu and Carrie and Ned and Tash and Bobo and all the other pets my family has loved and lost over the years, and he doesn't need to worry about being cooped up ever again, and I'll see him eventually and be able to give him ALL the belly rubs ever.

I'm getting a tattoo to remember him by. I'm not sure when I'll get it done...if I'll get it now, or if I'll wait until I'm back in Australia, where he was born and raised and died. It's a pretty simple tattoo: just the words hey Jude and the first two notes (a C-above-middle-C (C5?) crotchet and an A-above-middle-C (A4?) minim) of the melody line of Hey Jude by The Beatles. I got heavily into The Beatles around the time I started fostering Jude and his siblings, and he very graciously put up with many renditions of their songs being crooned in his ear, especially Hey Jude. I used to sing it out the door when I wanted him to come in the house, and more often than not he'd come in...I think he knew it was his song. The tattoo is going to look something like this:



No stave, no treble clef or bar line...I think it'd be distracting. I like the font, but not sure if it'd be OK for a tattoo; I'm getting my backpiece added to while I'm here, so I'll take the design with me when that happens and get the artist's opinion. It'd go on my left wrist, opposite the bass clef on my right.

Anyway. Love to everyone, and love to your pets. Have a good evening.

C xoxo
nomoreuturns: rain, rain, go away... (I'm Feeling A Little Under The Weather)
My little boy died on Friday. Mum went out in the morning and found him curled up in the front yard.

Rest in peace my little man. I wish I had been there for you. I wish I could have protected you from whatever it was that took you. I'm so glad I had the time I had with you. You lit up my world and made my life a wonderful place to be. Run safe and free. I love you.

nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
Ciao a tutti! Come siete? Bene, spero!

Aaaand now that I'm done exercising my meagre Italian, here's a list of updates! From my life! That I've been living! In the US! \o/

  • I'm settling in to university life here at UIUC. I'm only doing four classes, equating to 12 credit hours: Law & Communications, Government & Politics of Western Europe, and Media Ethics for the Bachelor of Journalism, and Contemporary Italian Written & Oral for the Diploma of Languages - Italian. I have a tonne of readings - my Law & Communication course reader is three inches thick - but I'm keeping up, for the most part...I've been keeping up with my ADD meds (mostly), which has been a huge help. I'm a little concerned with how I'm going in my Italian course because the professor speaks Italian 95% of the time and I'm only really understanding three or four words out of every 10 to 15, but when I spoke to him he seemed to think that was fine, so I'm crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.*
    * I know people say that immersive learning is the best way to go, but I don't think it works for me. At all. I need a Rosetta Stone!

  • I turned 24! \o/ I had a birthday thing back in Australia - cupcakes! and presents! - but I decided to do something here, too. Mum sent me a couple of things (Malteasers! Silver Needle tea! A hamper with TokyoMilk goodies!), and I baked cupcakes to share with my floor. I'm on the birthday committee, so the cupcakes were also test run, since I'll be baking cupcakes for the monthly birthday celebrations we'll be having this semester.

  • I'm slowly getting involved in groups/clubs things outside of classes here at the university. Quad Day was the Saturday just before semester started, so I went around and put my email down for a few mailing lists. My university back home doesn't really have groups or clubs to get involved in, at least not on this scale, so it's a little bizarre but I'm running with it. I went to the Student Equine Emergency and Rehabilitation Society (SEERS) meeting yesterday with another girl from my floor.

  • I'm going to Cincinnati this weekend on a free trip through Intersections (the Living Learning Community that I live in). We're going to the National Underground Railroad Freedom Center and the Cincinnati Museum Center, which is sure to be interesting. I read about the Underground Railroad years ago, so it'll be great to learn about it in more detail.

  • I'm trying to get back into the habit of actually doing some physical exercise beyond walking to and from class (or to and from the bus stop...). There are two gyms/rec centres on campus: CRCE, which is a five minute stroll from my dorm, and ARC, which is a 15 minute jog away (or 10 minute bus ride, if I'm feeling particularly lazy) that I'm planning to go to at least twice a week. I'm also looking into taking martial arts while I'm here, to keep up my krav skills. There are a couple of martial arts dojos in Champaign-Urbana; there's one near me (with the dubious interesting name of Dragonz Lair Mixed Martial Arts Club...^.o) that offers Muay Thai and Brazillian Jiu Jitsu, which are two of the martial arts that krav borrows pretty heavily from. The rec centres are open seven days a week; Muay Thai classes are Monday/Wednesday/Friday and BJJ is Tuesday/Thursday. I'm thinking about doing at least three days at the gym and two days of a martial art per week. *sigh* A girl can dream, right?

  • I've got a Netflix account and a Hulu account, so I've been getting up-to-date on various TV shows that I've either fallen behind with (e.g. White Collar), seen a couple of episodes of once upon a time (e.g. Teen Wolf), or been meaning to check out at some point (e.g. Grimm). It's fun! I've been particularly invested in Teen Wolf, which I find myself alternately giggling at or going "awww..." over. *facepalm* Do not...have time...for new fandom...*
    * I'm totally blaming this development on the Teen Choice Awards video with Dylan O'Brien and Tyler Hoechlin that did the rounds a little while back...how so adorable???

  • I've been feeling OK lately. I've met some really nice people here, and the atmosphere is pretty chill. Life is good right now.


So, to future happenings! I am seriously considering (read: this close -> /--/ to buying tickets etc.) coming up to Chicago on September 21 for a couple of days, to catch up with the people I couldn't catch up with in August, and also to see Empires, because it has been years since I have done either of those things and I really miss...it. All. I don't know, that sentence got away from me a bit. Point is: I miss Chicago peeps and Chicago music! I'll probably arrive late afternoon on Friday, then depart late afternoon Sunday; I need to check which travel option is a) the most flexible times-wise, b) the quickest, and c) the most cost effective. If anyone is willing to let me crash on their couch, that would be fantastic! I'll provide the TimTams (dark chocolate mint, anyone?)!

Got to go to the gym, now, or I never will...have a wonderful night, y'all!

nomoreuturns: Baby you're a firework... (Firework)
Am safe and sound in Urbana-Champaign. Have to go and hobnob with the rest of the Intersections LLC Crew for a bit...will return and make a real post soon-ish.

I'M IN THE US, BBs! \o/

RIP

Jul. 23rd, 2012 05:42 pm
nomoreuturns: Pon holding an umbrella for Zi (Stand under my umbrella-ella-ella)
I don't know what to say about the shooting in Colorado at the midnight showing of The Dark Knight Rises. I mostly feel numb, to tell you the truth. It's just...too much. Twelve people dead. Fifty-something people injured. The youngest was just three months old. One guy was celebrating his 27th birthday. And all because this guy just came in, let off a smoke grenade, and started shooting. My heart goes out to everyone there: to those who lost their lives; to those who were injured; to those who bore witness; and to the families of all these people.

One thing that makes it through the numbness, though? Disbelief. Disbelief that a civilian could get their hands on that many weapons and that much ammunition without anyone noticing, without any red flags raising, without anyone thinking hmmm, what does this guy need with a Remington shotgun and a Glock and an S&W assault rifle and 600 rounds of ammunition? It just does not compute. Instead of banning costumes (because - please correct me if I'm wrong - the dude wasn't actually wearing a costume), I feel something should probably be done about ensuring that anyone who does not actively need a gun doesn't get their hands on one.
nomoreuturns: city by the lake (Chicago)
How has it been three weeks already? )

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Approximately 28 days until I leave for the States! In the words of kids today: I am excite! I've been spending these past three weeks getting all my ducks lined up in a row: getting my study plan figured out and approved, getting accommodation sorted, and getting all the loose ends from Sciences Po tied up.

Speaking of which, I passed all my courses! \o/ My transcript was released online about a week ago, and my time in Paris was certainly not wasted. :) I was concerned about my marks for Contemporary Domestic Politics of the US, as I was really sick the last two days before it was due (marathon puking ftw! /o\), and ended up having a nervous break-down in the last hour before it was due (as in full-on panic attack, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t function, uncontrollable tears type of nervous break-down), but according to the mark breakdown I actually did OK on it. Thank Christ.

My visa application interview was at 1.45pm last Tuesday in Sydney. It was approved! So happy. :) Now I just need to wait a week for my passport to come back, and then I can purchase my flights! ...which may be more of a drama than I thought, because apparently the shortest travel time between Brisbane and Chicago takes 30 hours, which...no. A thousand times NO. I am not spending 30 hours in planes and airports when the flight should only take 17 hours. Going to have to do some shopping around to find the best deal...gods damn it.

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Consider this your spoiler alert! Spoilers may or may not be discussed for each film, but if you don't want to be spoiled, better to be safe than sorry.

Never Let Me Go :( )

The Amazing Spider-Man :) )

Prometheus :\ )

Brave :D )

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Discussion of fitness regimes, weight and weight loss )

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OK. OK. OK. So. I went and saw the Dark Knight Trilogy marathon last night at Garden City’s Event Cinemas. It started at 6pm: Batman Begins, The Dark Knight, and then at midnight The Dark Knight Rises. We (I dragged my mum along) saw the first two films in the normal cinema, then moved to Gold Class for The Dark Knight Rises...totally worth it. Reclining arm chairs, delectable munchies brought to your seat...so good.

Non-spoilery reaction...oh my ever-loving god. I was pretty damn impressed. The cast was amazing (major kudos to Tom Hardy...the amount he can do with just his eyes is pretty amazing). I liked the story...in a balance of +s and –s, the +s came out on top, and most of the –s I could handwave away without too much trouble. There...is possibly a tiny continuity issue, but I’d need to see it again to be sure.

I’m going to post a more in-depth recap/discussion in a bit...there’s so much to squee over! This recap will have ALL the spoilers, so only read it if you’ve seen the movie or don’t care about being spoiled all to hell. And once you’ve seen the film, please comment here or there or on Twitter or Facebook or through GChat or AIM or something and SQUEE WITH ME BECAUSE AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH BATMAN.

ba da ba da ba da ba da ba da BAH BAH! tag brought to you by my two-year-old self, who used to drop everything whenever the old school live-action Batman show came on the TV so I could bob along to the theme song and yell "ba da ba da ba da ba da ba da BAH BAH!" at the top of my lungs before watching them BIFF! and POW! and ZAPP! their way through another episode.
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Just got back from The Avengers at UGC Odéon on Boulevard Saint-Germain.

for the second time. in less than twelve hours. shhhhhhh, i treated myself, it was a reduced price and it's been a long semester

Short version: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.

Long version: to be posted when I don't want to rip my own eyes out from exhaustion. (Apparently that's a thing that can happen? I only just discovered it. Super happy fun times!)

\o/

Apr. 28th, 2012 08:14 pm
nomoreuturns: Baby you're a firework... (Firework)
Last night at 11.59, I emailed off my final piece of assessment. This semester is now officially and finally over! \o/ Hooray!

I was too wired to sleep, after, so I stayed up until 3 in the morning, then deleted all my alarms except one (set for 3 in the afternoon, just so I didn't overdose on sleep) and went to bed. I slept for just under 12 hours (woke up just before my alarm, for once), then had a shower and played Plants vs Zombies and puttered for a while, then went and did all the laundry, because I'd been so focused on finals over the last two weeks that I completely forgot about it. *facepalm*

I've just had dinner (tomato and mozzarella tortelloni with arrabiata sauce and cheese, a brownie, and citronade...yuuum) and am now heading out to (hopefully, if the session isn't sold out) The Avengers! Tomorrow I'm going to clean the whole apartment, then next week I'm going to start Operation: Explore More Of Paris. :)
nomoreuturns: *kick* (Inception)
Procrastinating like crazy (just over 11 hours to get this essay done ahahaha oh god FML) and I stumbled upon this article from the Huffington Post on my Facebook feed: Turning 30: 30 Things Every Woman Should Have And Should Know.

Leaving aside the "appears to be aimed only at heterosexual women" thing, I came across this item in the By 30, you should know... section:

5. How to kiss in a way that communicates perfectly what you would and wouldn’t like to happen next.

I don't know how to articulate how wrong I find this. Having never kissed anyone in a romantic way, I confess I am undereducated on this subject, but surely you're allowed to kiss someone as passionately as you like and still be able to say "Yeah, OK, that was nice, but I'd really like to not have sex with you" afterwards? By age 30 should you have become a Kissing Grandmaster, with the ability to telepathically transmit your intent through lip-on-lip contact? And if things progress beyond what you're comfortable with, does that mean it's your fault because your kiss-fu skills were subpar?

Huh. Turns out I do know how to articulate how wrong I find this.

I don't know...your mileage may vary. But I...yeah. Not impressed.
nomoreuturns: "That was pretty fucking ninja." (Generation Kill; Pretty Fucking Ninja)
After much debate with myself and an examination of my calendar and, yes, some hyperventilating, I've come up with a new plan: instead of going straight on to the US like I'd planned, I'm heading back to Australia on June 24. That way I'm only out about $900 in benefits, and while I've just spent $900 on flights, at least I won't be outlaying additional costs for accommodation and food here in Paris while I wait for everything to be sorted. Instead, I can spend some time at home, hang out with my cats, do some baking, do some gardening, and get ready for another semester abroad without worrying anymore than I need to.

This week I just need to focus on writing my two essays and finishing my take-home exam. One essay is due on Wednesday at 11.59pm, the take-home exam is due by the end of class on Thursday, and the last essay is due on Friday at 11.59pm. This would be so much easier if my give-a-damn weren't busted! But I'll get through it. Just have to keep on keeping on.

*sigh*

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I haven't seen anything of the Spartacus series in ages. I remember not being hugely taken with the parts of the episode I did see (I think I caught one of the battles and was just like o___O so much corn syrup and/or grape juice, omg), and deciding to watch it some other time.

Then stele3@IJ started posting her Agron/Nasir edits of the latest season (Spartacus: Vengeance) and I was intrigued enough to start watching random episodes.

And it's kind of possible I have fallen in like with this stupid show.

cut for discussion of and spoilers from Spartacus (Gods of the Arena, Blood and Sand, and Vengeance) )

Timshel

Apr. 20th, 2012 03:15 am
nomoreuturns: Baby you're a firework... (Firework)
Guys. Guys, guys, guys. Go check this out. This, by the way, is the Amazon link to Timshel by Lillian Turner, aka stele3@IJ, aka an awesome human being with a great talent for writing who now has an actual book published OMG. You can buy it in eBook format from Amazon at that link, or from Barnes & Noble, and I believe you can get both the eBook and the hardcopy versions from the publisher's website (Etopia Press).



Edit: stele3@IJ has posted about where you can get the different eVersions and what is happening with the print version here! :)
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
- this semester
- journalism and the media
- International Relations
- politicians
- presentations
- problematiques find the paradox within the question, they said. discuss a perspective no-one's ever discussed before, they said.
- negativity
- people being dicks
- not having a decent kitchen including a decent-sized fridge/freezer and an actual oven, omg *waaants*
- only seeing my cats through a computer screen
- the distinct lack of hugs in my life
- this damn throat infection that keeps trying to sink its teeth into me you will not win, i say! *drinks all the juice*
- insomnia
- not being able to focus on anything for any meaningful length of time, least of all the things I really need to focus on at the moment

In other news, this semester is nearly over, thank the gods. Less than two weeks to go, now...a presentation and an exam this week, a take-home exam and two essays next week, then I'm done. Phew.
nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
A couple of weeks ago my mum brought Julian, on of my former foster kittens, home. Two weeks later, everyone's happy...except my cat Mitzie won't play with Julian because she's about 75 in human years and he's only about five, and so he's been kinda lonely. Which meant last Firday my mum went to pick up Julian's brother Max. So now we have three cats: Mitzie, 14, and Julian and Max, both eight months.

Mitz is being stoic in the face of change...she hasn't run for the hills yet, so we think she'll be OK; I think she probably remembers them, and so her hate is tempered somewhat by familiarity. Juju is as smoochy as ever, and is apparently overjoyed to have somebody that will PLAY WITH HIM OMG: he follows Max around and grooms him and is just generally a precious bb. Max has settled in, but we're a little concerned...he's HUGE, bigger than Mitzie (who is big for a female DSH), and he keeps pestering her. We’re not sure if it’s an “I want to play with you!” thing or an “I want to be top cat!” thing; Mum’s trying to make Max aware of his place at the bottom of ladder, but we're not sure if he'll understand that or if he'll just get resentful, or if he'll understand and get resentful. :\

But: so far, so good. Of course, you all know what comes now: pictures! Also videos!

Julian (aka King Julian aka Jujubean aka Juju aka Jude) and Max (aka Maximus aka Maximillian aka Baci Boy aka BB )
There's a longer version of that video wherein Juju rolls over and smacks Max in the face...I LOLd, no lie. XD

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And now a much belated meme!

Comment on this post with I VOLUNTEER! I will give you a letter. You will think of five fictional characters that begin with that letter and post their names and your comments on these characters in your DW/IJ/LJ.

The lovely [personal profile] candidlily gave me the letter J! And I came up with:

Five Js )

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And now I have to get cracking on my final assessment pieces. I have:
  • For Media & Politics:
    • a final exam wherein I have to two hours in-class to write an essay answering one of three questions given to us on the day (due next Wednesday)
  • For Contemporary Domestic Politics in the US:
    • an oral presentation on judicial activism in the US (due next Wednesday)
    • an essay on a subject of my choosing (due in a week and a half),
  • For Theory of International Relations:
    • an essay on any of the topics covered in the last six weeks (due in two weeks)
  • For Strategic Studies:
    • a take-home final exam wherein we're given about 10 questions and we have to write one-page (at the most) answer to two of them (due a week after he sends out the questions)
Let's briefly discuss how much I love my Strategic Studies lecturer, OK. He's a great speaker, he's funny, he curses in class (well, he cursed once and then spent five minutes telling us how if we liked we could pretend that he was saying "phoque" (French for seal) instead of "fuck"), he sets doable readings, and our assessment from him consists of: an oral presentation (40% of grade), the take-home exam (40% of grade), and participation in class (20% of grade). He's on the same level of awesome as my Introduction to Politics/Political Institutions lecturer from last year, who was also a great speaker and marked us on in-class quizzes of five or ten questions each, one or two minor essays, and participation in class. If you ever get the chance to study at Sciences Po or Griffith University, try for a class with Ronald Hatto or Gideon Baker...those guys are A+ Excellent. :D

Edit: Wow, HTML fail. It should be fixed, but if it looks wonky, please tell me!

nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
According to The Huffington Post, George Zimmerman is probably going to be charged for the death of Trayvon Martin (here).

If he really is charged, it apparently won't be with first-degree murder...first-degree murder charges require a grand jury in Florida, and the prosecutor isn't convening one. So...I guess a charge is better than no charge at all?

You know what made me laugh (because if I hadn't laughed, I might have cried)? Earlier this afternoon I was reading another article from The Huffington Post, the one about Zimmerman's legal counsel being demoted to his legal advisors or whatever-the-hell, and there was a link in the article to a website set up by Zimmerman to raise funds for his legal fees. He wants people to pay money to help him avoid whatever punishment he gets for killing a child. But that's not even the kicker...the kicker is when I visited the site (it was like an incident of minor property damage, I couldn't not take a look) and saw this old chestnut at the bottom of the page, not a part of the main text, just above the visitor counter:

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil, is that good men do nothing.


Really, George? Really? See, this is what I take from your use of that phrase: Trayvon Martin - walking to his father's house from the convenience store, can of iced tea and bag of Skittles in hand - was evil triumphant, and you are the good man that did something about it. A child coming home from the store was evil; the man who followed, shot and killed him is good. Do you really want that to be your message to the world, George?

Sometimes I really hate the world.

Edit: George Zimmerman is in custody and has been charged with the murder in the second degree of Trayvon Martin. *fistpump*
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
Oh wait, you already are.

If y'all don't re-elect Obama, it's quite possible we're going to be completely screwed. Not that I think he's necessarily going to put a stop to this (because so far I haven't seen sh!t to say he can), but if one of those GOP assholes gets in then it'll that much easier for them to blatantly ignore your Constitution and do whatever they goddamn feel like.

I'm not American. I'd maybe like to live there one day, but right now this doesn't affect me. But it will, even if I don't move to the Land of the (ostensibly) Free. Because the thing is, the US stance on things like civil rights doesn't just affect Americans: it affects everyone. Whether you guys like it or not, a lot of other nations - not just little nations, either - look to your policies as the benchmark for their own. I'm not saying Australia's going to throw over our admittedly not-too-shabby Medicare system to follow in America's footprints (forcing people to buy insurance is just stupid, I mean come on, really), but when your stupid-ass politicians say shit like "abortion for any reason at any stage is wrong!", our stupid-ass politicians listen. And take notes.

So...yeah, IDK. I may rant a little more later...I've got FEELINGS today. But there should a post with some pictures and videos of KITTIES \o/ coming soon, just to temper the rage.
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
Apparently it's OK to repeal equal pay because money is "more important" to men.

“You could argue that money is more important for men [...] I think a guy in their first job, maybe because they expect to be a breadwinner someday, may be a little more money-conscious. To attribute everything to a so-called bias in the workplace is just not true.”
State Senator Glenn Grothman (R-WI)

This is the very definition of bias, you TWIT. A man expects to be the breadwinner, because he is a man, and so he is given special treatment to that effect by a male-dominated legislature. You, Glenn Grothman, are a complete and utter DULLARD.

What about all the women who are breadwinners for their families? What about those women who put in the hard yards because they are the ones who have to support their families, either because they're a single parent or because their male partner cannot or does not work or because they need two workers to support their family? What about families with two mommies?

I'm the proud daughter of a single mum. I've watched her work incredibly hard over the years to support the both of us, and I am acutely aware of the injustice of different pay scales for men and women. Although Australia has had legislation regarding equal pay for equal work since the 1960s, there is still a huge gap between men and women's salaries. It's a form of casual, state-sanctioned sexism, and it is appalling.

The War on Women isn't hyperbole. It's real. It's happening. And the way things appear to be going? We're losing.

Edit: stele3@IJ raised an excellent point in the comments:

The thing that none of these male politicians (or the press) seem to realize is that they're also waging a war on men. By hobbling a woman's ability to find work and equal pay, by potentially allowing employers to fire women over contraceptives, by curtailing women's rights to make decisions about their reproduction and thus jeopardizing their careers with unwanted interruptions of pregnancy, they are FORCING men into the role of sole breadwinner, driving them out of the home, away from their children.

They are forcing men and women both into roles, and denying them a choice in the matter. It's abominable.

Lazy day

Jan. 15th, 2012 05:22 pm
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I meant to get up at a respectable hour this morning and go buy:

1. a backpack for school;
2. a sweater; and
3. some socks

because :

a. I don't care if the Parisians mock me for being unfashionable, my shoulders are screaming at me for carrying my handbag everywhere;
b. in what I am calling temporary insanity, I neglected to pack a hoodie or light sweater, meaning if I'm feeling chilly I either have to wear my jacket/trench coat/overcoat indoors or suffer; and
c. even though I'd gotten together several pairs of socks, only three pairs made it into my suit case. Because I am a dunce.

Instead, I slept until 2pm, then had "breakfast" (raisin scone, a lemon curd yogurt, and half a bottle of pineapple juice), then spent an hour and a half reading, and then another hour and a half ordering all my crap, and then a few hours trying to be productive and ultimately failing, and am now posting to DW/LJ while listening to the old Empires demos and trying to remember the order of the HOWL musical [personal profile] rhombal came up with once upon a time.

Even though I am tempted to swear off handbags for the rest of my natural life - seriously, both of my shoulders (but especially my left one) are not happy with me - I am really rather fond of this handbag. It's purple. With chocolate points. It's like someone designed it just for me. :D

Am also trying to finish my The Hounds of Baskerville post before The Reichenbach Fall actually airs...I should probably get on that, actually, it airs in about 23 minutes. Eep! (Not that I'll actually get to watch it when it airs because BBC iPlayer only works for people in the UK - damn you BBC! - but I'll be able to catch it tomorrow hopefully! *fingers crossed*)

Dilemma

Jan. 12th, 2012 08:22 pm
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
I have cheese and salami for a sandwich for dinner, but no bread. I have a subcutaneous blister on the ball of my left foot from walking so much. Do I put my boots back on and go get some bread, or do I just make a cheese and salami sandwich by wrapping the salami in the cheese and call it a night?
nomoreuturns: Things have changed for me (Default)
From dsudis via stele3@IJ: Your job is now your Time Lord name. The last digit of your phone number is the current regeneration you are in. The nearest clothing item to your right is now the most notable item in your current wardrobe. The last person you texted is your current companion. Your favorite word is now your catchphrase.

I am The Student, and I am in my seventh regeneration. I am known for wearing cardigans. My current companion is Tennille, with whom I share a passion for rescuing kittens (incidentally, the current TARDIS desktop features scratching posts in lieu of support columns in the control room). My catchphrases are "Oh my gawd", "Bleeding buggering f*ck", and "Get out of it, you swine!"

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a pessimistically optimistic realist

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