I can't motivate myself to even think about my essays. Or presentations. This is probably bad. I should probably care more.

On the upside, Chris and I went and did some shopping.

I just bought 5 singlets, 2 pairs of boxers and a normal tshirt.

Roll on summer. I have jeans thongs and singlet tops. What more do I need?

I am never drinking again. Head and belly hurt.

Comics arrived. Did mad dash to post office to pick them up on time.

Picked up the girl getting my car, then filled in forms with her then let her leave with my car. I no longer have a car. Feels weird. I'm going to miss Al.

Dunno how I'll be feeling tonight though. May wind up having excesses too easily.

On the upside, that's an extra $2500 in my bank account.

Wish I'd been less asleep today (couldn't sleep last night so I was fucked today). I'm now incredibly paranoid that I did at work today wrong.

New TV show that I might be interested in, if/when it comes out: http://www.scifi.com/scifiwire/index.php?id=60892

Zoe: can we watch this show if it comes out and laugh at how terrible it is?

Christopher: we can watch the pilot :P

Zoe: but the boy might be cute (I'm going to assume they'll age him a bit)
EDIT: These lines said entered at the same time.
Christopher: but there will undoubtedly be some hot young actor in the lead role who gets his shirt off all the time, so you'll probably want to watch the rest of the series :P

Aside from that I'd just like to point out that in at least some canons, that boy is 8. How much can you write about an 8 year old. So I'd expect this to be worse then smallville. Also I will not be watching for hot guys if it is actually an 8 year old.

EDIT2: This is the funniest thing ever (if not brilliantly executed): http://pics.livejournal.com/bellasmommy/pic/003b22d7 Thanks penchaft

WHY IS MY KITTY SUCH A YOWLEY KITTY!


:(

Get him talking about speedsters.

Particularly how its ALL WRONG and non-scientific. And well, bring it up with him yourself if you want to here more, because you know. I DON'T CARE IT'S A FUN AND SILLY COMIC.

o.0

He's been on this ALL WEEKEND. AND TALKING AT ME NOW. STILL

Dudes, seriously someone save me.

EDIT: Apparently the only way the Flash could work is if he was actually freezing time which is a seperate superpower, and LAME just fyi.

I have a buyer for my car.

We are doing the monies and the transfer of ownership on Friday.

OH GOD I'm selling my car.

I've only had this dude since I was 16. I mean I know he's getting old and its past time that I sold him, given I don't need him or anything. But so many good memories are attached to that dude. Chris' car doesn't have any of that, not even to him. Independence, dodgey sex, going much to fast, blowing tyres, going places most city4wders wouldn't go in it. Plus there was never an accident, that actually caused damaged to it or myself (the worst that happened was that a lost control a couple of times, scaring the shit out of myself and taking small offroad detours).

I am keeping the back car seat covers, no idea what I'm going to do with them, but I liked my little car with newspaper covering the floors and white dragons everywhere.

I think next week I'm going to have to have a drunken oh god I'm going to miss my carness moment. I'm not sure which is sadder, selling my car or how sad I am to be this upset about it. Still its been with me 6 years now, that's easily my longest relationship of still getting along with someonething.


That is my car rant. Still an extra monies towards Europe. And less expenses for after Europe. :D
Hopefully Binky, being more awesome, will make it up to me.

Back in Perth.

It was a nice drive down and back (not many other cars, and all the ones I did come across were polite) till I hit Mandurah, which apparently is the home of stupid roads central, and stupid 'city' people central. Seriously some people need to learn some road etiquette quite badly. In fact indication on busy laneways would be a good start, as well as learning what the right hand lane is for. Same on the freeway though which was annoying, normally that's not TOO bad.

That's about it. I now have homemade cordial and biscuits, so I need to know if there's roleplaying or not tomorrow.

Oh and holy fuck the Green Arrow is stupidly awesome (I read the Quiver NOTGraphicnovel). I really really hope those comics stay awesome for a little while longer because that was more fun then reading about Robin and Nightwing (almost). He has angers :P

Made really good time heading down and coming back. Haven't made less then 3.5 hours in a long time.

Well, I'm in manjimup. I've already got fresh honey, lemon cordial and biscuits to take home. Dad reckons that'll double by the time I actually leave.

The ride down was nice and peaceful. I like driving by myself, though not having to deal with any dickheads on the roads was also nice. Bad music all the way. Nearly was going to be driving to Busselton tomorrow with mum, but I think I might skip it, given how well we get along.

In my mothers words at seeing me. You've got huge boobs! What happenned. I think prehaps I should make an effort to see her more, apparently she's several months behind the news.

Puppy is cute and puppy like. She's only 10 weeks old, so she's got lots of energy and is mostly a bad dog, but we all have faith in dads ability to train it out of her. Or have her name changed to Puddles. I suspect I'm designated puppysitter while I'm here, mum's already worn out from her. Got some good pictures of her now I'll post when I get back, loading photos on the net might break mums brain.

My parents now have broadband. What the hell. Its not very fast though and mum can't figure out how to access her wireless from her new vista laptop. This appears to be a matter of not knowing the fucking passwords so I can't really help (apparently there's a disk with them on?) but hopefully that'll get worked out so I can hook my laptop up at some point. It'll make Christmas easier anyway.

My Bob is sick again, he does not look well. Nanna reckons she'll take him to hospital if he's not better tomorrow, but apparently he'll be right enough by Monday to load my car full of vegies.

Anyway blabbering on the internet because my parents are watching The Mummy Returns And I'm not sure anything in my Green Lantern comic collection thing that I'm not allowed to call a graphic novel can top Nightwing and Robin riding trains blindfolded with Robin turning around and going "So, my girlfriends pregnant, right?" for hilariousness. Even with its Hal/Kyle slashiness. :)

I'm meant to be studying here, but really I just needed away for awhile. I don't think this will be long enough, so I might come down for a week during studybreak. Or you know just stay down here. Its nicer.

Take a picture of yourself right now.
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair - just take a picture.
Post that picture with NO editing.
Post these instructions with the picture

I'll admit to two things here: One, I yelled until Chris walked into my room and took the picture, because I couldn't be arsed finding the camera. Two, I made sure my dressing gown was done up tight, before the photo. Also I'm lying on the wrong side so that you can't see all the holes in my dressing gown from when there was a run in with a heater.

Met my dads new dog tonight.

SHE IS SOOOOOOO CUTE.

I will take photos tomorrow morning and over the weekend when I go to see her.

She's white with a brindle patch over one eye, boxer dog, who likes to nip people, and whose alternate name really should be Puddles. Nine weeks old now, so really still a puppy puppy. And completely adores dad, but is friendly to everyone else. Even the other dogs that don't like her (Henry and Vahda are weird grumpy dogs :P)

Dad claims he hasn't gotten to stern with the training yet because he's spent the past week getting her used to the house/shed/him/mum. Which is fair enough, but its cute trying to work out whose more embarrassed at the puddles, him or her. I mean I don't doubt she'll be well trained in a few months but its cute seeing what its like before they really get settled.

I ate so much food tonight. I like it when dad pays for dinner. And now we actually have the number/name of the place we like, making booking next time MUCH easier. :P

Someone just asked me out via facebooks IM shit. Why the fuck does that fucking IM shit exist on facebook anyway. AWKWARD. Also what the hell, can people not read the profile that says BOYFRIEND in big letters (well actually says I'm dating *my boyfriends full name* but anyway).

Feeling a little less miserable.

Anyway:

Should have passport soon. This'll be awesome.

Why does my cat freak the fuck out when people get near her. She just did it today to some poor lovely old lady. This worries me I'd like people to be able to pat her if they want. Still the old lady was nice.

Dudes, if you're going to were a fancy suit, have a wanky hair do and look all expensive and posh like, listening to Captain Planet on your ipod loud enough for me to hear several metres away, its gonna spoil the look you are going for.

Why has my cat taken to napping on my chest again. If I role onto my side, she naps on my hip/side stomach place. I hope she isn't telling me I'm fat.  :P

Sister got pulled over in my car. Turns out I haven't stuck the latest rego sticker on it (which I think is pretty funny, but mostly because I know I've paid it, and I know the most likely place the sticker will be is the glove box, because I'm an idiot like that). Maybe she'll stop demanding my stuff.

Appear to maybe have lost EFTPOS card again. Fun times at postoffice.

Nearly done stupidly late essay. Then I can get back into gear over other essays due soon. Turns out I can't write English essays though. They are TOO STUPID AND NOT SCIENTIFIC ENOUGH. Not that I can write geography essays particularly well either, but at least I don't get the same impending DOOM DOOM DOOM feeling from them.

Teen Titans is a hilarious show. I'm enjoying it. I think it needs a drinking game though. Shame I'm trying to avoid drinking really. The one episode I've seen with Speedy in it, makes me understand why there is Speedy/Robin slash though.

Also I'm not sure what's sadder, Chris and I arguing about Flashes running speed and the science behind the speed force shit (Chris seems to think there should be science in it). Or me, finding this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fsh2NgH3z58 *sighs*

Have the cutest photo of the cat and Chris that I've been told I'm not allowed to put online. This makes me sad. I'll have to print and frame it.

I need sunnies again.  And moar singlet tops that cover my belly. I want to bogan it up in the good weather while I still can.

Oh and I have Kathy Riechs books to read. Are they any good? Or should I stick to Bones? (Which incidently S4 has started screening OMGOMGOMGOMG AWESOME, even if the ending of S3 wrecked it slightly)

(t has come to my attention, through not actually getting dressed and having a slobs day, that I'm probably not all that well, or at least my issues seem to be getting worse.

As in, I'm getting increasingly insecure, losing my temper for no reason, unable to even look at my assignments without panicing (hence the putting them off and handing them in stupidly late), having more trouble then usual breathing in crowds, not liking men touch me at all, unless they are in a very specific rapidly shrinking group. In short getting a lot more anxious and a lot more depressed.

No idea what to do about this yet. The odd idea of randomly wanting a girlfriend though, harks right back to 2004 which wasn't exactly the best time for me.

I mean this year hasn't been very awesome for a lot of reasons. Grandma issues, now Cara is creating dramas, demanding to have my car despite it needing to go in to get the speedo replaced, now deciding I not only have to go out to dinner with her, as one of her moving to queensland things, I have to pick the place, and whatever place I pick will be wrong and apparently I should be booking this random italian place which I don't even know the name of). All this of course on Tuesday night so I miss roleplaying again, but can't say anything. Is it bad to be glad that she'll be leaving the state?

So tomorrow the plan is, get up at 8.30am hand in my bloody passport form (I keep forgetting because the place nearest me that DOES them has really specific times that don't match well with work/uni).  Write this bloody essay and hand it in no matter how shit it is so its just out of the way. Then spend the rest of the semester remembering I like what I'm doing and its not actually worth getting all that anxious/depressed over. And that I want it done. And remember breathing. I hear that helps. Oh and go home for a weekend and play with the new puppy Devil (aka Puddles, because guess who hasn't been toilet trained just yet).

Not really sure what the point of posting this is. I dunno maybe it'll get me to act.

Ages ago I was pointed to an article about girls comic book geeks struggling to get along with male comic book geeks because obviously we couldn't know as much as the men, and how guys would go to great lengths to treat you like you knew nothing (I can't remember where it is, only that it started off with the guy asking her to name three Robin's and getting angry when she used Stephanie Brown rather then Jason Todd).

Anyway, I was reminded of that article yesterday when getting back my marks from HiF/FiH, when I commented to the tutor that the reason I hadn't found as much critical literature that she would have liked that a lot of it (especially on the database she wanted me to look) was based on the movies, and my subject was already much too broad to include them*. While we were talking another guy in the class came up to me and was all what comic are you doing? And so I tell him.

Now he might just have been trying to start a conversation, but it just kinda felt like he wanted to tell me Batmans entire history. He was obsessed with Grant Morrison, telling me I should be doing stuff on the latest comics, ignoring my point that hey, Batman RIP and all its consequences hasn't actually finished yet, and I am covering history, not latest excitement in the comics, and that hey, I'd read a heap of it too we could discuss it not you tell me about it. And then he thought I was a stupid for not liking Arkham Asylum (I've forgotten if that's the actual name), not because I don't think its a cool idea but because the artwork is shockingly terrible in my opinion. But yeah on and on about all these Batman comics "I should read to understand it" and ignoring the fact that I actually had read all but on of those comics and had opinions on them too. And got more and more determined when I started mentioning what I really wanted to cover. 

But yeah, it was kind of weird, the only other guys I ever talk about comics too are Ivo and Thatcher (and spoilering Tommo) , both of which seem willing to put up with me actually having a role in the conversation rather then just lecturering me and giving off this, you can know as much as me thing.**  Which it turns out is really annoying and condescending and all you men boys that do that, can go fuck yourselves okay? 

In summary there are weird comic book geeks out there. And some of them are idiots when it comes to women. Who'd of thought? So why is it bugging me?

(Also I like how I have to bitch about this in lj, about something that's already been generally acknowledged and I have been told about)

Today I have to go to a comic book store and see if I can get a huge collection of Phantom comics or some shit. Because if my dad is going to name his dog Devil, he should be given a heap of comics as well (not just a Bill Bailey concert ticket).

*For the record she went "oh okay, did you want me to re-mark this", which was cool, but completely not what I was after so I said no. I wasn't after extra marks just wanted to point it out.
**Well okay I do talk about them with Chris, but given he seems to play the role of shitstirrer when ever there's anything about comics, he probably doesn't count. He makes funny noises when we watch the TV shows and halps if he's in the comic book store with me. And boy is it HALPING. He can wait outside the store next time.

Am exhasted. Don't expect to see me in the next few days. Gotta finish all these fucking assignments. And all this work.

Car service has been booked though for both cars. Might still get it sold at some point!

 

Upside is I got one fucking assignment back and got 76% which was much higher then I was expecting. So yay I suppose.

 

I normally read postsecret because its a really fascinating idea. Kinda like Oprah but people are brief anonymous and on the internet.

This one kinda reminded me of some of my more fervant left wing friends and reminded me why I dislike the geeky hype that seems to surround elections with some of you lot.

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SMMTRAVcSJI/AAAAAAAAF6o/hLUJLZiRc9k/s1600-h/sheep.jpg

Replace republican with liberal. And for some of you I suspect replace republican with Labor.

Anyway, as long as someone has carefully considered the kind of leadership, themselves, their community and the state in generals needs  what more can you ask? Or is that asking too much?

Turns out I hate it when science AND politics are treated like religions. These are not things worthy of worshipping*. Democratically or otherwise. :P

*Let's not get into a debate about what is worthy of worshipping, let's assume that as long as it's a belief system its probably better then one that isn't.

Whoever decides to make it compulsory for people who drive cars to at least learn a little bit about their car wins my vote, next election.  And probably the RACs :P

And makes manuals compulsory for the 16/17/18/19 year old crowd learning, just so it takes them that little bit fucking longer to get the hang of driving and ultimately, makes them better drivers (rather than 120hours and the Hazard perception computer game bullshit).

This rant through trying to figure out where manjimup votes now, and staying back from work late when a guy at work (who is lovely, but *sigh* sometimes) had a flat. And didn't know how the fuck to fix it. Neither did the guy he was giving a lift home.

Guys if you're going to be openly gay, its probably only going to re-enforce negative stereotypes if you need other checkout chicks to help you change your tire. 

AND means I'm going to get home tired and grumpy, but at least feeling like I did a good deed and got a chuckle. I mean if you're lucky you've got me around, when you're having car issues... the world is a scary scary place.

Want to know who won. Rather we have another boring empty four years or a complete mess of four years (which may mean people try to make things better). Hopefully less groping staff harrassment will be a result of this election is my only real hope. I haven't been this depressed by voting ever (as opposed to how interesting/happenning it was with Kevin07 crap).

Boyfriend no matter how much or how little they try to help, never wind up being that much help. But you have to be nice about it anyway.

I have a huge fuckoff stamp collection. Like I have the one I collected and was given while little which I last sorted out when I was 18. Then I have the stamps I've ripped off envelopes for the past four and a half years.

My music collection on CD is horrible out of date.

I have a fuckload of blank CDs.

Chris has a fuckload of real CDs shoved in a cheap CD wallet thing and they have no cases.

I have a fuckload of old CDROMs for shit like old printers and encarta.

Dust is fucking itchy.

I have a heap of gardening books. Most of which are going yellow. I have a heap of gardening magazines. I should sort these by season so they're more handy.

I have a heap of cookbooks for non-vegetarian things. The amusing thing is when dating them I realised, all the newer ones I have been given from mum are the ones with meat. *blinks* This correlates with the last time I told her grandma and my aunt on no uncertain terms don't give me underwear jewellry or cookbooks. Well they stopped with the underwear, noones remembered that I don't wear jewellry and apparently cookbooks I have little to no use for are still okay. (They don't seem to believe me when I say that I can give a vague enough list of things I need if they just fucking ask about what I'm interested/doing in these days).

I'm very fucking good at the work fuck being added into every sentence unnecessarily.

Oh god am I not going to survive this weekend.

Oh I'm thinking socks for dad for fathers day. He already has slippers and a Bill Bailey ticket. And a new dog when he goes to Northam to pick Devil up :P
 

This may even get edited as time goes along. But yeah should be busy. Most of these are urgent too

• Clean out computer, make sure there's no nasties (Chris has some concerns with some weird shit that's happening)
• NOT install Alpha Centauri if I find that bloody CD again (Should be the hardest)
• Remember to finish quake (I keep forgetting)
• Write 1500 word essay on the landscape in Beowulf and how it relates to the monsters.
• Organize my notes for various units so I can find them easily and not have them in my backpack.
• Clean room.
• Clean house (especially kitchen bathroom, tidying and vacuuming)
• Do laundry including sheets on my bed for dad.
• All the dishes must be done
• Throw out unfitting clothes. And by through out, charity bin them.
• NOT try to buy an eeepc thing (my laptop is too heavy for me I can't carry it to uni, but having something to take notes on would be handy)
• Move old notes/uni gear from dining room to bedroom warddrobe
• Find a shelf for save-the-children books.
• Start reading secondary literature for Batman essay
• Start vague plans for the noinformationaboutbutworthahellofalot geography essay
• Make laundry usable.
• Write both my online workshop presentation and my online tute presentation (on racism and the internet!) to be posted online before 9am monday and try to write something that will trick my class into wanting to reply. Maybe I'll post a link so you guys can gatecrash and get some interesting discussion going
• Token attempt on front garden.
• Pick fruit before fruit fly get it (the locats taste horrible from the big tree but its produced a lot).
• Do readings for the week. Including HiF/FiH Dick stuff and the social capital ones for geography (social capital by the way is the single most interesting concept I have had come out of non-environmentally based geography)
• Vote. Decide who the fuck to vote for.
• Wash and clean out car.
• Put photos of Alice springs actually online, and add stuff to them before I forget what everything was. :(
• Try to avoid going out and buying more comics. Or buying them online.

And now I really should go and cook me some dinner. Then probably collapse while doing some stuff halfheartedly