Kate’s allegedly a human (although increasingly right-wing bigots would say otherwise). She’s definitely not a vampire, despite what some other people claim. She’s also mostly built out of spite and overcoming oppositional-sexism, racism, and other random bullshit.
So she’s either a human or a lizard in disguise sent to destroy all of humanity.
Either way, she’s here to reassure that it’s all fine.
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Falling Sand Game – hosted by Chirag Mehta @ chir.ag
Falling Sand Game – hosted by Chirag Mehta @ chir.ag I found this. I’ve been doing it instead of working. It’s kind of mesmerising. I just fiddle with it and then leave it running for a while, go back and…it’s all changed. Today is not a good day, perhaps because yesterday had a good finish.…
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*listless*
Is it wrong that I feel more like doodling on the (very dull) cover of my new diary, or debating possible names for my Lemon Tree than I feel like writing a 2000 word reflective assignment on the interprofessional working experience?
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Isn’t there something wrong with the world?
My early adopter DC01 Dyson vacuum cleaner which works just fine, that *can’t* work on 110V. In fact, it’s pretty specific; 220-240V at 50Hz. My 1950s Hoover Junior, complete with cloth dustbag; that will work just fine on anything from 100-250V, and it cares not about AC or DC. Feh.
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And now it’s Saturday…
So, another day another, well, hell, I’ve got up. That’s a good start. I’ve eaten breakfast. I’m going to wander off and have a shower. Aye. Yes. It’s funny, y’know; this whole planning to go abroad. See, I’ve got a lot of crap. No, seriously, a lot. There’s things that I want to take –…
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Protected: Poot
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The day after the night before
I’m still stressed, y’know. But it’s past the *ARGHARGHARGH* phase, and into the *Uh hu, and now what do I do* phase. I need to go into uni and sort out Journals and re-doing the BLS CD-ROM (frustrating as it is) especially since I’ll have to pay for printing, I think, but I’m stuck on…
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I’m going to blame this…
…for me feeling so at home and comfortable in Alaska. [clicky clicky]
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Right now…
…I’m wondering what possessed me to want to write a fracking Dissertation. What’s so good about a dissertation anyway? Jeeze. I *know* it’s important, I *know* that the area I’m looking at is important, but right at this fracking moment, I feel sick as a dog and I’ve got 398 really iffy words that I’m…
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Stupid Stupid Stupid
So, If I didn’t have enough stress, I should have now; my calendar’s lit up like an Xmas tree as I’ve stuck on the various deadlines. I’ve managed to find my ID card, thankfully, because I need it to get something from the library, which… I’ve already done (it’s a CD-Rom that I need to…
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Past participal or future imperfect?
I’m feeling a lot better; which is odd, because yesterday Trey dropped a semi-bombshell; Or at least, Trey presented the possibility of the bombshell being dropped. The possibility of her not being here; which sucks; because we’re working towards friends, in fact, we are friends, but do want time to get comfortable in that. But…