May 2006
My thesis is so dead that the corpse isn't recognisable.
2nd May 2006.
Sunday morning I went to the pool with Meg and we got suitable grossed out by a man Meg dubbed "Mr Anatomy Lesson", he had all the visible muscles of someone who works out a whole lot. What made him scary was when he started doing pull-ups on a diving board. his togs revealed more than they should have. In fact, they made things more obvious they actual nudity would have been. He also seemed a little too happy to be there. It was very much not what I was hoping to see at the pool. After the pool, I got and organised lunch with Stu - we keep planning to catch up but never do, so for once I thought I should actually put some effort in. The lunch was good, he cooked up a full cooked breakfast. Bacon, eggs, hash browns and muffins. It was very tasty. Mostly made for a good visit, though I get creeped out quite easily and he is becoming more of a dirty old man every time I see him. Then after getting a little work done in the office I headed home for the day.
Yesterday, I spent in the office. I achieved absolutely nothing for all the work I was trying to do. It was depressing. I did get a gift from a postgrad just back from overseas though. The largest chocolate coin I have ever seen, featuring a picture of the Tower of London. In the evening I headed over to Oli's to be social and play some Articulate. Made for a fun evening.
Today I had chem. Should write more, but now tired and wanting to sleep.
3rd May 2006 - Invention of the Holy Cross. Mem. of Alexander and Eventius, Martt.
Just now I officially quit www.BattleOn.com. I decided it was one more distraction than my thesis needed. I have also woken up very full of snot, put this with the tiredness and headaches at work the last couple of days and I suspect I've picked up yet another bug. I need an immune system, or at least an interesting reason for not having one rather than my body simply being lame. I should be getting ready for work.
7th May 2006 - John of Beverley, Bp. and Conf. With ruling of quire.
My crappy $70 dollar DVD player that has served me well for a couple of years has died. Is a little annoying, but can't say entirely unexpected. I think I'll get one of those DVD player cleaning discs before I entirely give up on it though.
I have like a week to catch up on on this thing. Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday all started with an alkyl halide lab, and were followed by me feeling like crap for the rest of the day. The closest I can to doing anything social in the time was walking part of the way home with people and delivering DVDs to Alana. I just mostly wasn't feeling up to anything more complicated than watching bad american TV or sleeping. Alkyl halides suck. And I'm a big girl's blouse.
On Friday morning I attended the department morning tea, and went to a few of the honours student seminars in the afternoon (where I realised I was asking hard questions). Otherwise the day was mostly not productive. It included returning faulty DVDs, going to the career's advisor (the Career Fair posters were mocking my lack of life direction, but the advisor was mostly not helpful and a bit of a waste of time in the whole finding a life direction way - I'd gone in looking to see what realistic options I had and instead was told to picture my dream job and consider nothing else) and generally arsed about in the office. Friday was supposed to be a productive day to make up for the general crapness of my chem lab days for doing work afterward.
Yesterday I had a lazy day in. There were multiple sets of plans with people but all got cancelled on me, then my replacement plan I pulled out of because it involved me walking to the devil's acre in the rain. Long walks in the rain lacked appeal last night. Instead, I watched Napolean Dynamite, it left me feeling quite normal.
Today I shall go to the office and pretend to achieve.
8th May 2006.
Yesterday I didn't make it to the office. By the time all my Saturday plans had been transposed to Sunday, there just wasn't time. Swimming went pretty well. In the late afternoon I finally caught up with Midget properly for the first time in ages. However, it did feature me being made to help shop for women's undergarments - which dragged the whole thing down a bunch. I'm just not a women's undergarments sort of person. In the evening I discovered that, after a long period without any practice, I am still master the art of getting Simon pissed off at me with no idea how I did it. it's a useful life skill...
Anyway, I should head off, I have my first brain poking in ages this morning. It'll make me a little late for the Career's Fair, but that is life.
10th May 2006 - SS. Gordian and Epimachus, Martt.
Brain poking on Monday went okay, ended up mostly focusing on all my bigotry and where it possibly comes from. The Job Fair that came after was mostly depressing. I got lots of free pens, and I mean lots of them, but I also got lots of "you don't have the skills we are after". The only places that seemed interested in me were technical editors and Fontera. Monday night we finally went back to quiz. Oli won the baffler, and we won the physical challenge (so Oli ended up with multiple hats and t-shirtage). We also got the most questions right - thus the moral victory. But we didn't win, first place went to a team that had 12 more bonus points from having spent money in the bar than we did. So we won second and got $60 bar tab, they spent over $50 on alcohol in order to get the first and the $100 in vouchers. Money wise, we still came off better than the winners - so I guess it works out...
Yesterday I ended up running a bit late for varsity after being distracted by multiple loads of laundry. After a long but not so productive day - that had the sole high point of lunch, featuring food shouted by Michiel and then some webMSN organising of my playing "and Partner" for Thursday and Friday nights. In the evening plans to read "The Wife of Bath's Prologue and Tale" went up in smoke when my chem prep took far longer than expected. I hate organic chemistry. It's all like hard work. For once prep took longer than I'm paid for it to take by a lot.
I should be getting ready for school. And not being late to my lab...
16th May 2006.
I am entirely made of aching muscles. There is no reason for this, I have done no exercise in the last couple of days, but all of me hurts. I think this must be old age catching up with me. Either that or some bastard was stealing my chi at quiz last night.
Wednesday, lab went as well as labs can be expected to. I spent the afternoon reading "The Wife of Bath's Prologue and Tale" (arguably The Wife of Bath's Prologue and Tale) before dinner out the Outback with my quiz team. Then back to varsity to help Lynda do the last bit of setup for the reading group. Reading group went pretty well, I think I even came across as being a little smart in front of my supervisor (which has to be helpful).
Thursday, lab was lab-like. After a couple of hours in the office working on my thesis I had the start of a migraine coming on so went home for a lab. Fortunately come dinner time I felt fine and was able to go to the dinner I was "and partner"ing at. Dinner was ok, though I felt a little like I was being displayed (this was mostly me being irrational). Food was good and I had a pretty good time. After the meal we ended up going out drinking, and ended up drunkenly supermarket shopping. So I woke up in Green Island as the proud owner of a three-headed toothbrush (which is waiting me there, which seems a bit commitment like - I probably should have brought it home with me). The date ended with a romantic breakfast of BK Hawaiian Chicken on the beach at three on Friday afternoon. BK managing to be romantic was quite the achievement. Maybe I'm just easily impressed.
After a few hours to do things like shower and change and the like, it was off to second-consecutive-day-"and partner"ing. A theme party. I dressed as a dentist. I got introduced to all the work friends (who stop being work friends and become former-work friends as of tomorrow). It was pretty good for a while. Problem was I didn't really know anyone and the ball'n'chain was off socialising with everyone. I ended up chatting to (and possibly up) one of the flatmates. Turned out, a bit after midnight, that I was there with the one problem drinker (at this stage semi-passed out in the gutter outside). So I had a night of holding the bucket and getting very little sleep, and what little I did get on the couch of people I'd barely met. Fun times.... By morning I was convinced that I was now single, except it turns out I am a little too willing to forgive.
Okay, this isn't finished, but I'm going to be late for work.
18th May 2006.
Anyway, after pretty much complete lack of sleep on Friday night, I went swimming with Meg early Saturday afternoon and entirely buggered myself. After which I blobbed at home longer than required and ended up hours late to Peter's birthday party, which turned out to be a kegger and Oli encouraged me into drinking more than I ought have. Then I got picked up and went to a quiet party of chatting and fish'n'chips so I could meet the few friends not covered by the two previous evenings. I ended up falling asleep and spending the second night in a row sleeping fully dressed. I am such great company...
Sunday had a nice slow start of coziness. After being dropped hime I arsed about failing to do work for a while before heading to my grandparents' for dinner, via Simon's - where I finally delivered the Easter egg I bought for him during Lent. After dinner I started a online job application for the Ministry of Social Development.
Almost all of Monday went to completing said application. I even forgot about my weekly brainpoking because of it. In the evening, after having got the thing away, I headed to quiz. Wasn't a bad quiz and we got the most questions right by about five - shame we didn't have enough drink stamps. While he had the moral victory, we didn't place at all. In fact, I think we may have been fifth or sixth. Stupid new rules. Made for a fun night though, so can't complain.
Tuesday, I had lab in the morning and managed to burn myself unpleasantly about five minutes in. Instant skin-peeling joy. And then the blistering. All up not a good start to the lab, spent the next couple of hours with my fingers on ice. In the afternoon I did some work until the cursing from the pain started to bug my office mates, leading me to head home and start doing a CV for the Ministry of Economical Development (applying for them being my Wednesday plan).
Wedneday morning, after finishing a draft CV, I headed to work. The lab went fine, though I was still in a little pain. I took my CV to the careers centre at varsity and they said it was very good and didn't need anything changed - which I found disturbing as it was very much a draft. Still, I followed their advice and sent it as was. Spending the afternoon doing the other bits of the Economic Development application. So there is two ministries down. Several more to go. Last night I blobbed in front of the TV.
Today, lab in the morning followed by an afternoon reading St Augustine's On Christian Doctrine. Oh, the fun that is my life.
23rd May 2006.
I'm sucking at writing recently and I have no real excuse.
So, Friday, I went in in the morning and did the departmental morning tea thing. After lunch and my chem staff meeting, I headed in to the Reagent 24 hour booksale and got a couple of trash fantasy novels that I will have to find time to read some day. Then it was back to varsity to do some work before heading to a seminar on runaway religious at which I realised I was shamelessly drooling over someone else in the audience. Bad me, I'm not on the market (possibly, long story with much confusion) and thus shouldn't be drooling. In the evening I went home with the plan to go back to the booksale. but after dinner it had got bloody cold so I wimped out and stayed home to watch bad TV. Also had the disturbing discovery I'm romantically involved with someone who hates books. I just don't get how people could hate books. I can understand book apathy, but book hatred.... High point of Friday having been the pile of rejection emails sent to me by government minions of rejectingness.
Saturday morning I headed into the booksale again, looked about for a bit under an hour and leaving when it closed. It was good, I found Oli and bought myself some ancient pharmacopæias. Afterwards I meet up with the ball'n'chain in town and followed along watching an afternoon of shopping. It was actually kind of nice. In the evening we went to Meg's graduation drinks and then had dinner at Champions. Then it was a quiet night of movie watching with the circle of married sprog havers. The company of people my age all married with sprogs is becoming more depressing. I have achieved so little in my life.
Sunday, after a early afternoon breakfast of Turkish food (living outside my means, just a little), I got home and found out it was my grandfather's birthday. Thus I walked to Musselburgh, and half way there the weather gods decided to rain on me. Boy was it fun. Nice dinner though. Sunday also featured a less than pleasant chat with Si. It needed to happen, and when it comes to it probably didn't go as far as it needed to. It's a start though.
Yesterday I had my weekly brain prodding for the first time in a while, mostly focused on job rejection issues. Then I had a day in the office doing readings and feeling stupid. My headphones died, it was sad. There was a funeral. With monkeys in black suits carrying lilies... or not. I also reinrolled to varsity, having accepted I'll not be finished this semester. After dinner I headed to quiz. Was a fun night, after the shock of the speedo-cop teams costumes had warn off. I got jumped on and piggyback-ridden by one of my chem students (who I rammed into a pole - that'll learn him), and our moral victory got a prize with it, if only second.
This morning I did laundry. The headed to varsity and had a day of readings going nowhere much. Good article of why medievalists shouldn't use Foucault though, had I only had that two years ago. I also went and got new headphones, but the ones I got are crap. It'll learn me for being cheap, or not.
I date this girl for two years and then the nagging starts: I wanna know your name...
- Mike Binder
25th May 2006 - Aldhelm, Bp. and Conf. Middle Lessons of S. Urban.
I am wishing I had brought the red headphones, even though they looked a bit damaged. Had I known how crap they'd be anyway then the dodgier ones would have been worth it. Red would have made up for crappiness due to their being "Sonia" brand. Okay, maybe only I find the idea funny.
The weather has got cold and my chin is cold. Stupid partial shaving before quiz on Monday. Coldness of the chin is leading me to think I need to steal me a merkin and use it as a chin wig. It's also give me an exotic and alluring aroma... or not. Sometimes I gross myself out.
I'm rambling and not even about stuff. I should head off and sleep, write when I'm more in the awakeness.
27th May 2006.
Today will be a "good" day. I know this as I was dumped at one in the morning in a crowded bar by someone who, up to that point, hadn't acknowledged we actually had something going on. I mean how can a day that starts that great not be perfect.
Now the supermarket will be open, I think it is time I go get coupon book subsidised Cadbury king size.
28th May 2006 - Germanus, Bp. and Conf.
Weekend has been of mild self-destructive behaviour of the self pity variety. Did pass up a chance at a rebound fuck though - so I am clearly still capable of protecting myself from true stupidity. I think I will save written probably for when I'm less depressed. I'm off to get back to m&m's eating and Firefly watching with the commentaries.
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