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Monday, 4:29 pm in Life

So… long time no post, eh. I guess that’s the funny thing about blogging; once you get out of the habit, you get out of the habit. That and I guess that fact that, well, this session nothing has really happened. Actually, that’s not true at all. Let me rephrase that to nothing has really happened that I felt like blogging about. That’s better.

This whole term has just been… bleh. There’s not really any one thing that has made it like that, just I guess a kind of general mailaise and discontent. I’m ready for this part of my life to be over; super-duper ultra ready, in fact. I just want out; out of university, mostly, but also out of Wollongong. I want to do something with my life other than sit around and commit intellectual masterbation over something I don’t really care about anymore. I’m done being in transition. I’m doing moving every year. I’m done pretending like [insert next piece of assessment here] actually means something in the grand scheme of things. Actually, I think I probably never really felt like that. I’m no academic, and it was all just a means to an end. And now that end’s in sight, and all I’m trying to do now is try not to break my legs on the last dash. Maybe just sprain my ankle a little.

It’s probably worse because I know there is and end now. That’s right; next Feburary I will do the one thing I always swore to myself I’d never do and become a Federal Public Servant, just like my parents. Honestly, I couldn’t be more jazzed about it. It’s just… words cannot describe how excited I am over this transition in my life. Getting away from the self-imposed dependant incestuousness of university and out into the workplace. Where I will Earn Money of My Own, Be Independant and – importantly, for me – Do Something For My Country. I know it sounds so lame and unfashionable or whatever (and coming from me of all people; the anti-jingoist iconoclast) but fuck that. I get a nice stable job (probably the most stable occupation in the country; the government’s not going away anytime soon, and you can’t really get fired on whim like you can in the private sector), a good solid wage (not millions, but comfortable and middle-class with fringes), interesting and flexible work (I think I might like to go back to TAFE in a few years and study design or something; public service is good for things like taking a year off) that can actually achieve something other than just make some people rich. See, there’s that pesky sense of the common good again. I like the idea that in thirty years I’llb e able to sit around and tell “A-hah, well you know [insert some cool government policy a la Triple J here]? Yeah, well here’s how we did it…” stories like my parents and their friends do. It’s funny, it always annoyed me when I was little that my parents had jobs that no-one understood. In primary school when people asked, “What do your parents do?” and half the class got to say things like ‘teacher’ or ‘plumber’ and all I could say was that, uh, they sat at desks and went to meetings a lot. It took me roughly eighteen years to appreciate my parents’ jobs. Now I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing, and I can’t wait until next February. Assuming the highly reliable uni mail system doesn’t lose all my acceptance documents and I don’t fail uni and they let me graduate like they said they would and, and… [hyperventillates] It will be fine. It will be fine. It will be fine…

So many things could go wrong, but if they don’t things will be great.

So, what else? Been playing scads of Warcraft, unsurprisingly. Got my Shammie to 60, got my epic mount, got my UBRS key (well, mostly; got all the bits, just need to get it breathed on)… the next step is working out a raiding alliance so we can go do the Big Ones; Molten Core, Onyxia and eventually Blackwing Lair. So Sephira [ http://elavion.void-star.net/raid ]" class="ext">Sephira was born and is chugging along well. We’ve currently got about half the people we will need in total, with more on the way. Getting these sorts of thing organised is so hard! I’m glad I’ve got some guildies who know what the fuck they’re doing because I certainly don’t. Sometimes being GM really bites, but what can you do. I love Elavion, when it comes down to it.

The Other Thing, urbannordica is coming along slowly, too. Not quite with the manic pace of previously, but it’s getting worked on. Currently I’m editing both parts, which I started doing last holidays in hardcopy. It’s kinda cool, having printed and bound ‘manuscripts’ of the Story lying around. I really want to get the first book published before the end of the year, so.. [cracks her whip]

Oh yeah, in a sudden fit of melodrama I left deviantART. I’d been kinda pissy at the place for a while, but it was probably when Push got some photos banned for policy violation of her posing non-sexually and non-explicitly with a strap-on dildo that I just went, ‘fuck it’ and deleted (most of) my shit. dA is such a fucking peanut gallery. Big tits and cameltoe vaginas are der rigeur there – practically a necessity in fact, to either get popular or be considered ‘artistic’, whichever is you bag – but the second someone puts in a penis woah nelly! Stop the presses and pull out the Big Stick of Bannination! Everyone knows only women’s bodies are allowed to be exploited for (ahem) ‘art’. So I’m gone. It also means I won’t really have anywhere to put my shit up until I could be arsed fixing this place up but… I’m sure the Internet is having no big emo cry about it.

I’ve also been buying stuff! My first silly purchase was a Bodyline dress from Cosmates. For those without Mad EGL Skillz, Bodyline is a kind of semi-downmarket brand knockoff manufacturer. It’s looked down on by ‘purist’ brandwhores, but considering I’ve never ever seen anyone in Australia wearing EGL stuff I’m sure I can be forgiven. The ‘dress’ is kinda of a tunic thing with a bat-scolloped hemline. It’s a ‘dress’ in that the front of it is way too high to actually be worn alone. I guess it’s kind of like a tail-coat without being a coat per se. At any rate, it’s exactly the cut of top I adore which is just so hard to find here because, I dunno, it just never got added into the standard clothing type list. It’s not quite a dress, not quite a jacket, not quite a shirt, all quite cool. When I was buying it, I was being extra-super-duper careful that it would fit me around the waist and hips. It’s shirred, so this is no problem, but unfortunatley I wasn’t quite expecting the fact that apparently Japanese girls have no boobs. I mean, the cut of the dress doesn’t even really allow for them (it’s not darted in the way a similar thing made for Western women would be), and since it’s a zip that means it’s kinda a pain to put on. It’s also a bit squashy to wear, but oh well. Anyway, it’s given me all kinds of pro fashionista ideas. I think next year I’m going to get mum to teach me to sew since I’ve looked all over the bloody internet and I’ve never quite been able to find stuff that’s ‘right’ for how I want to dress. The answer to this dilemma is, of course, to learn to draft and sew. Fun times.

And finally; I bought myself a premature graduation present. Yup. I’ve always had all this money in my savings account that’s been there “for a rainy day”. I guess it’s kind of always been my emergency fund for… I dunno, if I suddenly decided to run away from home or something. But anyway, I was thinking the other day when I broke my soundcard (we were trying to get TeamSpeak to work with the new headphones ~Mat [h] bought, and I foolishly unplugged my front sound jack which also broke the back outlet for some retarded wiring reason I don’t fully understand; I know why but not… why) that Bedlam – though I love him so – is kinda falling to bits. He overheats and crashes every five seconds, one of his HDDs has a corrupted MBR which brings up weird errors during boot (it scrolls an infinity of ‘4040404’ or sometimes ‘10101’ across the screen; this is a known Lilo issue, so I’m assuming it’s an old holdover from when I used to dual-boot on my now secondary drive) and, er, I don’t like his case anymore. So I was thinking about how I needed a new comp, then about how the “rainy day” I’d always saved my money for was, well, here. Here as in, I’m (hopefully) starting at my grad job next year which means an actual salary, which makes my savings look pretty insignificant. The upshot of all this is that I told poor old ~Mat [h] to go buy me a new PC. It has an AMD Athlon64 3800+ (dual core) and a GeForce 7800GT and, most importantly, a really wanky Lian-Li case. I justify my wanky case on the fact that my current one keeps blowing up, and I need pro airflow, damnit. Pro airflow! Mostly I think I’m just showing off but, well, you don’t graduate university and get a profession every day. So this is my birthday/grad present to myself. It’s currently sitting disassembled at ~Mat [h]’s house; I’m waiting for him to get time to put it together for me. Exciting!

… and that’s about it, really.

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