If there’s one thing I love more than triumph, it’s annoying vagueness.

It’s been a very long, and very short, month.

The last two weeks, I had to present my plan for my honours year (a YA story), a backup essay, and a group-presentation in another class. I used to be the queen of the last-minute dash. All-nighters were a breeze. This semester? I’m relatively organized, and haven’t had to pull any all-nighters, but the stress of so much of my academic future weighing me down resulted in my jaw swelling, and my neck twisting up so badly, that I needed an emergency dental appointment (complete with x-rays) and three trips to the physio to unknot my neck.

Is this me getting old? Or am I finally taking my academics seriously enough to do myself harm?

As terrible as it is, I prefer the latter. I’m only twenty-eight!

So, I’ve been at my mum’s for the week – I don’t have a dentist or physio in Sydney – and heading back to Sydney tomorrow. It’s lucky that my classes last week were flexible, though I was sick enough that I would have come home anyway. But yes, back to Sydney tomorrow. I’m looking forward to Sunday more, though – after a trip to Apple to replace a busted charger, there’s a little shopping to be done, and then I’m finally going to go see Suicide Squad. By myself, sadly, but my sister is busy (and has the flu), and none of my friends have a burning desire to see Suicide Squad. I actually enjoy going to the movies alone.

And on Thursday night, I have tickets to Allen and Unwin’s YAFest evening – hoping to get some of my books autographed by the guest authors, and have lots of fun (book-themed manicures! Chocolate! Books!)

Tragically, I still have to update my phone, update my mum’s phone, pack my suitcase, have a shower, and wash up before bedtime, so I’m off to snag some of mum’s chocolate cake and get started.

This Month’s Horrific Injustice Is…

I am at home with the flu. Well, the end of a really nasty flu.

I also have tickets to Civil War. Gold Class tickets. Gold Class tickets that only cost me twenty dollars.

I cannot go. :sob:

This is the greatest injustice of the month, if not of 2016 in its entirety.

Post-Con Fall

I had a great time at Supanova … but then I caught a nasty cold-flu. -_-*

I’ve barely gotten over it and I have to go back down to Sydney tomorrow to take down some more gear – winter bedding, a new and totally awesome purple toaster, and some other bits and pieces – and retrieve a few things I need during my uni break – dvds and my drawing tablet. Plus I have a few things to do in Sydney.

I have some great photos and stories from Supanova for tomorrow night, though :geek:

NaBloPoMo: Five Things

  • Just finished off American Horror Story’s new episode. It’s too over the top to be truly good television, in my mind, but I am fascinated by asylums during that era. Tonight’s episode caught me unawares. Yikes. There’s a reason I watch this show during daylight hours, with a cheery episode of Modern Family or Glee to follow.
  • My dehydration and general misery over the last week? It turned out to be a nasty stomach bug. That was a relief on so many levels, except the pills I had to take have left this weird, dirty-metal taste in my mouth. It is pissing me off so much. I absolutely loathe and detest both chewing gum and peppermint flavouring, but I might have to grab a packet of peppermint gum tomorrow before I talk to anyone.
  • Today was a Bad Day online. Just a lot of little bits and pieces that ticked me off.
  • Tomorrow, Sydney for my Portfolio Review at SCA. I am so out of my league, seriously. I draw little cartoon magical girls. What I do is kind of anime inspired, simply because I found the anime art style as an easy way to draw anatomy in an aesthetically-pleasing way, without actually knowing anything about anatomy. :Fake it ’til you make it XD It’s not intended to look anime-esque. So, I am freaking terrified.  :huh:
  • I am 11 books short of my secondary-reading goal for the year – my original goal was 50 books in a year, but I surpassed that ages ago and went for 100 books in a year, even though it’s technically 100 books in 10 months, since I didn’t start the challenge until March 1 (yes, one of my non-profitable skills is being a super-fast reader. I can read three books in a day, if I don’t do much else. So, eleven books shouldn’t be too big a deal, as long as I can find more books I want to read (I do have Alice in Zombieland lined up after Want, which I plan to start tonight.)

NaBloPoMo: Take it from Me

Take it from me, dehydration is one of the most unpleasant things that you can ever suffer from.

It’s summer here, and I just haven’t been drinking enough – not water, not juice, just totally not drinking – and by last night, I was incredibly ill. I’m doing slightly better today, though I am still feeling pretty dreadful. Of course, I was lying awake with my water bottle at four this morning, watching old episodes of Two and a Half Men (yes, I actually thought the Charlie Sheen years were funny.)

I also had to skip my meds last night, because I was so sick, and twenty-four hours without my allergy medication has me miserable and feeling nothing but pity for my younger self, who spent every day of the year acting as if she had a chronic cold.

I’m hoping tomorrow I’ll be feeling better. I’ve got 4,000 words of Nano to write over the next two days, plus photographing and scanning different art works for this weekend.

Sleep is definitely becoming a necessity. Hopefully tomorrow, I’ll be feeling a bit better. Go and have a big glass of water XD

Holy Responsibility, Batman

I have spent a delightful almost-week suffering from the flu. I will never complain about being sick in winter again, because having the flu in 29 degree heat is miserable.

I also reached two milestones – I applied to two universities for next year (COFA and SCA – Bachelor of Visual Arts) because despite having my self-esteem regarding my drawing systemically beaten out of me during my last three years of high school, I’m not a bad illustrator and with a bit of training, might be able to do something with it. (High school also tried to squash my belief in my writing abilities. However, years of fan fiction writing has resulted in my writing-ego being of titantium strength. I can write rings around anyone. I blame all the adults praising my Buffy-writing 11 year old self. I was a precocious little scamp.)

I applied for a retail job I never ever thought I’d get… and I got an interview. On one hand, yay, job! Money! Independence! On the other hand, I hate stupid people, and someone who treated me pretty badly in the past works there.

But when I remember that, I also remember I’m an ironclad bitch these days, in comparison to five years ago, so I’ll be fine. Somehow I evolved from sad-kitten-person to honeybadger.

I just wish I had enough money to buy myself some ironclad-bitch shoes to wear to the interview. It would make me feel better.

I think maybe the cold is restricting oxygen to my brain. Just FYI.

Coda

 This is one of our cats – the eldest, Coda. She’s a funny, nervous cat that tends to scream when she wants attention and runs really low to the ground as if the KGB are after her.  :D

This is also the 2012 Winner of Stupidest Feline.

Why?

Well, our elderly beagle, Molly, has a small portion of food with a codeine tablet in it every morning. Coda always hangs around – she just loves food – and on Friday morning, she ate the dog’s codeine.

Codeine is toxic to cats.

So we raced down to our vet and – quite frankly, he was kind of an ass – luckily, she didn’t seem to have any negative side effects, due to the fact that she’s seriously overweight. 7kg (well, she’s lost more than a kg!) and is kind of pillow-esque but it saved her life. If she’d been smaller, she would have been in serious trouble.

She still had to spend the day at the vet, but she seems fine, thank god.

(And before anyone rants at me for her being overweight, she has a lot of nervous problems coupled with a neighbour insisting on feeding her despite us asking them not to. But the neighbour has gone and we’re working on it. I’m hoping to take her to Sydney next year, where she’ll be in a one-animal household, so I’m hoping she’ll lose even more weight. Not that I give a stuff what someone on the internet thinks about how I keep my pets :cool: .)

Down for the Count

Well, needless to say, I was super duper sick. The bug bites on my legs, well, some of them had gone black with infection and I saw my doctor on Monday. Now I’m on extra strong antibiotics (that are making me feel terrible) and bandaging up my leg twice a day. I’m still quite ill, honestly, but my leg is so, so much better but recovery is slow, which sucks because I was hoping to go to Sydney to see Vivid this weekend, but it seems like I might have to have a quiet week at home.

I’ve also fallen behind in Nanowrimo, as well. Roughly 6,000 words, I think. I’ll have to get stuck into my Nano this weekend I catch up, plus get ahead since I have one university assessment due on the 20th, plus Mum and I are going to Sydney for one day around the 27th.

And that’s really it. Life is pretty dull when you’ve been as ill as I have been -_-

Camp Nanowrimo is Kicking My Butt

A flying entry today, because I am seirously sick and seriously tired. I got some bug bites on the back of one of my legs last week – I mean, it’s winter here, I didn’t think I had to worry about biting bugs in the cold. But they got me, and got me good. And unfortunately, they got seriously, seriously infected. The leprosy jokes were all fun and games -_- , as were the natural bite balms but they got worse and now I am seriously ill. Mum was even talking about going up to the hospital earlier, but I am positive I can hold out until tomorrow, when I can see my GP.

And I’ve been chipping away at my Nanowrimo work. I’m trying so hard to stay ahead, since I’m hoping to go to Sydney this Friday until Sunday, and I doubt I’ll get much writing done whilst I’m there, so I’m determined. I’m meeting my personal word count goals so far, but honestly, tonight it was like getting blood from a stone. I hope that’s not a sign that my plot is too thin, or that the rest of the month is going to be a struggle. And to think, I’m planning to do three rounds of Nanowrimo this year – June, August and November :dead:

To top everything off, it was my delightful, wonderful, funny mother’s birthday today and I was too sick to do anything! And her present hasn’t arrived! I did, however, manage to get the pizza guys to write ‘happy birthday’ on the box, and put a sparkler in our dessert tart, so maybe it wasn’t a total fail. And since Mum has a cold (what a birthday!), when we’re both better, we’re going out to lunch and I’ll shower Mum with all the love and gifts I had intended to give her today.

Now, my fingers are going kind of numb from all the typing I’ve done today, so I am off to load a book on the iPad and curl up in bed. Hope everyone is particularly snuggly in bed tonight :love:

Not The Plan

I had big plans today.  :geek:

I was going to get up and head to the gym. Then I was going to come home and reorganise my wardrobe and bookcase, maybe add to the garage sale or donation piles. Then I was going to blog about my Mother’s Day weekend and then whip my SLR out for some practice. Plus, I noticed that my Twitter feed has vanished from my sidebar, so I wanted to fix that.

And then I got out of bed. Ugh. :dead: My lower back, near my left hip is in agony. I don’t even need to guess what caused it – my bed is a total wreck. At least four moves combined with my sister and father heaving and throwing themselves on my bed during ‘visitation’, that not only has the mattress and the springs died, the actual base is bent and cracked. I’ve been trying to live with it, since I can’t afford a new bed but I think I might just have to bite the bullet because the pain I’m in hasn’t even been dulled with Advil. Luckily, Mum got me into the physio for tomorrow morning. One thing I definitely know – no one is so much as touching my new bed and mattress -_-. I show so much respect to both my property and others’, but apparently that isn’t the case with half of my family.

So, I’ll be shouldering the plans for tomorrow, hopefully and curling up with a heat pack and a book on the iPad, I think.

Quite frankly, this totally sucks.  :ohdear:

Home Again, Home Again

Our dog is home! XD Molly was transferred from the emergency vet to her normal vet yesterday morning, and we got the go ahead to pick her up yesterday evening. She’s not 100% yet, but so, so much better than she was on Sunday. At this rate, it looks like it was one of her medications that caused all the problems, so we’ll be trying out some other medications for her over the next few weeks.

It is currently at least ten degrees colder inside than out, and I’m fighting a bad headache – I’ve been getting them for several weeks and have a doctor’s appointment on Thursday. I’m guessing either a pinched nerve in the back of my head or migraines. Right now, I just want to take some Advil, crawl into bed and have a nap, but my mother is in one of her strange moods and I’ve been given marching orders to clean and sort a heap of stuff, regardless of how I feel.  :ohdear:

Over the last two days, all my online shopping has turned up!

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Seriously, Life?!

This last week has not been fun. I seem to have the worst luck in the world.

I had an eyebrow et al wax last in the first week of March. Melissa, who has done my eyebrows for the last six or so years, has just moved back home and I made an appointment with someone else. Well that girl was beyond incompetent – she stomped around the room, made no efforts to speak, grabbed skin with the tweezers and burnt my chin with wax – and then only did roughly half my face. I was so angry. I contacted the salon and they were super apologetic but I wasn’t available to go in and have the manager fix the missed areas.

So they sent me a 20% discount coupon. Seriously. I was cut and burnt and you think I’m coming back anytime soon? And 20% off? How about a free session? I’ve been a customer for roughly six years, through all the price increases (I now pay roughly $AUS40 a session) and 20% is their idea of customer service?

Not cool.

Well, the blister on my chin got angry and infected, and I have been seriously sick since Thursday, because the infection has hit my rather feeble immune system. I’m off to the doctor’s tomorrow – I was treating myself (after consulting with my pharmacist-uncle) with antibiotics but I think I need something stronger.

It’s seriously always something. Do things like that happen to other people?

February Blues

So, February. February was dreadful. I’ll start with all the medical stuff that happened.

Surgery doesn’t really bother me. My surgeries were very minor but I did get butterflies. I actually felt nervous that I wasn’t feeling nervous :idea:

The night before Surgery #2 (Surgery #1 can be found here), I heard a funny noise in the bathroom. My mother’s dog, Molly, is very old and tends to roam during the night and if it goes on too long, one of us gets up to check on her. I thought the sound was Molly but I just knew that wasn’t a normal night noise.

I was right. It was the sound of my mother fainting and cracking her head – her left eye, to be precise – against our marble bathroom counter. And there was blood smeared everywhere, my mother was in hysteria-shock. I took one look at the cut and the blood, and how disoriented my mother was and called 000 for an ambulance. Head injuries can be incredibly dangerous.

The operator and ambulance officers, not to mention the staff and doctors, were all really nice and calm. But when my mother is begging for a glass of water and rocking from misery, not ambulance could get there fast enough.

It turned out that she was dehydrated due to a virus, but we spent eight hours up at the ER for them to rehydrate her and glue the laceration closed. So, I had to cancel my surgery.

As a sidenote, I look at the positives – my moher didn’t do any lasting damage, and I got to call 000 and ride in the back of the ambulence for the first time of my life. Glass half full, definitely.

I rescheduled surgery, and when it finally did go ahead, it wasn’t too bad. I told them that I’m really sensitive to anaesthetic and they finally found something that worked without making me sick or freak out. I woke up humming ‘Secret Tunnel’ from Avatar the Last Airbender (look it up on Youtube, I’m sure the nurses had a good old laugh) and feeling surprisingly good. And the results were good! So I guess even the crappy stuff works itself out.

I’ve still got blood tests and scans to have done for various specialists but it looks like the majority of the major medical tests are over, which I am profoundly grateful for.

Happiness

I am in such a good mood lately.

In the last two months, I have been scheduled for surgery three times, been to the hospital four times, had surgery twice, had an infection, had one of the worst reactions to a medication in history and I survived.

So all in all, February was not the best month. But I am still in a good mood. It’s like the saying – it’s the little things in life. Because, it really, really is. It’s being able to enjoy a sandwich, not have crippling stomach cramps or go to Sydney for a few days.

I just need to get back into an exercise routine, clean out my bedroom and stop enjoying my food so much – I am definitely eating way too much. But food is so delicious!

March might actually be a good month!

Just a Note

My silence on here has not been intentional. After my surgery, I got an infection, and combined with my abdominal issues that are rapidly worsening (Mum and I are discussing going up to the hospital; the iPad, netbook and my phone are all being charged as I sit here), so the silence will probably continue for awhile longer.

I am very very sorry for this, and will respond to all emails and comments as soon as I’m feeling better.

At first I was afraid, I was petrified…

I’m alive.  -_-*

Just barely.

Thursday was the longest day of my life, honestly. I arrived at the hospital at 4pm, to discover there was a delay. I didn’t go into surgery until 9:15pm, roughly, and didn’t leave until around 11:30pm. So, a very long day.

Two days later, I’m in a bit of pain and concerned about infection, since I’m very hot and have been shaking a little bit. I really, really don’t want to drag myself back up to hospital unless it’s 100% necessary, so I’m planning on seeing how I am tomorrow morning.

I know I should be moving around a lot but mostly, I just want to sleep and watch DVDs. Which is so not like me, and it is making me nervous.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

The Time to Worry Is Now

Three hours, twenty eight minutes until I have to be at the hospital.

I really, really hate going under anaesthetic.

I’m sitting here in my pajamas, watching Season 5 of Burn Notice, trying to distract myself.

I still need to pack my day-bag, pack my if-I-have-to overnight bag, charge my netbook and my iPod, find my headphones, charge my 3DS and DSi, make sure my paperwork is finished and ready to go, make sure my medications and inhaler are in a zip-lock bag and make my bed. I’ve also got some art to upload to Deviantart (ugh, if my scanner feels moved to work, that is) and I need to get started on a birthday theme for this site (ten years, this July. That is crazy.)

Three hours, twenty three minutes.

Gabrielle Anwar is frelling awesome as Fiona.

i asked Mum to grab me some hair bands without metal bits. I thought one package. My mother and sister bought me three packages in a rainbow of colours  :D I don’t know why, but it made me laugh.

I am starving. I feel like scrambled eggs and toast. And a hot chocolate.

Three hours and nineteen minutes. I need to get organised.

D-Day

So, hospital tomorrow. I need to be at the hospital at 4pm, which complete sucks. I like early appointments, so I don’t have to worry about … well, everything. I’m a world-class worrier. And it also means that I won’t be discharged until 8:30pm at the very earliest and there’s the distinct possibility that I’ll have to stay the night  :ohdear: I already planned to pack a bag with pajamas, my netbook, my phone and a sketchbook in case I have to stay but I really, really want to come home.

And ugh, I have to have my breakfast (toast) before 9am, and then nothing else to eat, and then I can only sip water until 1pm, and then nothing else to drink. The food thing doesn’t bother me, but the drinking thing really does. I’ve been drinking soda water all day, as if I can prevent myself from being thirsty tomorrow afternoon.

On another topic, I got an invitation to go out to lunch today, but I am so not well enough and my friend, K, is about to go overseas for ages, so  I probably won’t get another chance to see her, which sucks  :ohno: But on that note, I will never understand my town’s restaurant culture and my old classmates – there’s one street with restaurants in my town, and it’s a place to be seen. That’s fine. What’s not fine is paying twenty-five dollars for a glorified sandwich and cold drink, especially when you have no idea if it is going to be any good – none of the cafes on this street are consistent. And the fact is that all these uni students and post-university friends love it. The small amount of money I have, I’d rather save it for more worthwhile – shopping – pursuits.

I just don’t understand the social intricacies of my town.

Onwards We Roll

I have no energy at all. I am sleeping between 16 and 18 hours a day and I still want to sleep more.

I saw my doctor today, I have su certrgery on Thursday to rule a pre-existing condition out (do you know how much I hope it is that?) and another specialist appointment on January 31.

It is so frustrating. There are so many things I want to do  – I most certainly haven’t been blogging or tweeting as much as I wanted in the new year. Mum’s offered to take me to see some movies once I recover from surgery (last time I needed a week) and I finally got my most beloved Canon EOS 1100D kit. It’s so, so lovely. A beautiful red body, two beautiful lenses and a hard travel case for them. I just want to get out there and pratice with it. But I’m so tired I can barely drag myself out of the chair, let alone have the mental and physical energy to pull out, assemble and play with my camera.

It makes me sad.

But maybe, maybe, on the other side of Thursday, I’ll be feeling better.

I’m crossing my fingers.

Well, that was Christmas…

… and I was sick again by Boxing Day. Abdominal pain is terribly debilitating :ohno: . Luckily, I have two specialists that I’m seeing (one on January 4th) that should help solve this problem. I was sick for most of 2011, and it’s so frustrating and exhausting, waking up every morning still miserable. 2012 has to be better!

But anyway, Christmas was lovely with a few minor irritants that I’ll get into tomorrow – I finally found my Lumix’s charger, so I’ll take some photos of our lovely tree (we have the most interesting collection of decorations) and my gifts. I cannot wait until I get my DSLR!

But anyway, I hope everyone had a lovely holiday.

I’ve Got 99 Problems…

… but wheat ain’t one.

My tests came back and they are clear. I am not allergic to wheat and can eat as much Weetbix, Vitabrits and Wheaties as I like. This is a good thing, really – the gluten free food in my town is either expensive, unpleasant and boring or both. But it still leaves open the question of why I am getting so sick. In the last five days I’ve seen an ENT, an Immunologist and a Gastro-specialist.

Two of the diagnoses I recieved were deviated septrum causing my constant allergies, and a severe allergy to mould (I had a prick test done on my arm, and that is truly the itchiest experience of my life. Just remembering it makes me want to scratch my arm.) I also have a list of blood tests and ultrasounds to have done after Christmas. Right now, I’m thrilled that I’m not phobic of needles or medical scans because this would be truly impossible to live through if I were.

At least some severely nasty things have been ruled out. The relief was so tangible that I actually felt better once I knew it wasn’t something life-ruining. And the possibility of being well for Christmas is becoming a distinct possibility, which is just so excellent. I mean, who wants to be sick for Christmas?

A Few Things

I’m not sure if the gluten-free diet is helping. At this stage, I’m kind of hoping I’m not allergic to wheat because some of the gluten-free food is just awful. The cereal I got is like eating dry wall, and the bread has a consistency similar to cake or scones. There is a really nice bakery-cafe in town that specialises in gluten-free, but they are so expensive – one roll cost more than an entire loaf of normal bread. We’re going to look around the farmer’s markets tomorrow because almost all of the bread purveyors there are gluten-free, and there just has to be someone in this damn town that sells delicious, fairly priced gluten-free bread.  :sigh:

Before my birthday in early November, Mum and I went and looked at the DSLR camera I wanted. I chose a Canon model, had it written down and walked away. For the camera and two lenses for a beginner’s DSLR, they wanted $999, and that was the best price for it in Australia until yesterday (a certain ‘pay cash for less’ company was only willing to knock $19 off for cash which, frankly, would be how much petrol and ATM fees would cost anyway; they wanted $750+ for the body and a single lens).

I plugged the camera into Shop Bot Aus, and found my camera – body and two lenses for $550, or body and one lens for just over $400. You don’t need to guess where I’ll be purchasing my beloved DSLR. The best part is that all those nay-sayers whinging about Australians shopping overseas so we don’t have the pay the ridiculous mark up, this is an Australian site.  :evil: Australian retailers need to stop whining about not selling stock and realise that a 150%+ mark up is no longer the lay of the land. That a good profit can still be turned if they follow the recommended retail price. Hell, I’m even prepared to pay a small amount more to cover shipping costs. Just not hundreds of dollars more.

And since Mum and I are going to go and look at Christmas lights tonight  (they’ve just set some up in one of the parks), I have a few things I need to do. Things like charging my digital camera (this blog definitely needs some pictures that aren’t taken on my phone!), working on my essay, tidying up my bedroom and making my bed and finishing off my Christmas list. Plus I need to dash off an email to my sister about Christmas presents for my mother!

The Verdict Is In…

Well, almost. Still waiting for blood test results, but there’s a distinct possibility that I am allergic to wheat.

And quite frankly, that will put a smile on my face. Why? Because I have been sick since February, and horror stories have been dancing through my head. Worst-case-scenario type illnesses. And a wheat allergy is fairly easy to manage.

Of course, knowing my luck, the test will come back negative. I just want to be well again. :ohdear:

Sick Days

Was up till midnight last night. Damn flu. I watched “Loser”. That is such an awesome movie. Love it to pieces.
Probably Jason Bigg’s best film.

Anyway, I had the worst night, got absolutely no sleep and I was back online at 8:30 a.m, which is obscenely early for me. Within half an hour, I’d read all new – and relevant – fic additions to FF.Net, checked my forums and my friends’ ljs and realised that I had nothing left to do. So I went fanlisting crazy!

The “Longer” by Delta Goodrem fanlisting is found here and called Maybe. And Sunk (the PotC Jack’s Sunken Boat fl) can be found here. And I’ll never apply for another fanlisting again, damnit. I like updating my fls by hand and it takes so long now because I have 14 finished and 4 on upcoming.

I’m feeling quite nasty and I should go and have a shower and make my bed. Mum’s in an absolutely foul mood, cutting me no slack whatsoever, which vexes me.

New Look

Miracles beyond miracles, I updated. And I created a new layout. This layout has a special place in my heart, because it’s a Dark Angel layout.

Anyway, I’m at home with the ‘flu and really feeling quite revolting. Probably the fact I had ice cream for breakfast (I have a sore throat). I got up, got myself an icey pole and some ice cream for breakfast and watched “C.R.E.A.M”, last night’s episode of Dark Angel. Extremely funny and cool. Then I came in here and put up the layout.

Today’s the last day of term. I am so glad I’m missing it, because it’s the Year 12 farewell, and those ceremonies are always completely painful. Honestly, they go on for way too long. There is only so much to say on the topic of a bunch of oversexed eighteen year olds before the audience wants to incinerate the speaker. Plus, my school loves God. Like, in an extremely obsessive way. Which means that there will be Bible readings and hymns. I have nothing against religion, it’s the fact we have more Chapel services a week than most schools have in a year. It gets really old really fast.

Anyway, today’s plan – clean out T-L, make some new buttons and just generally tidy up. Nothing special. Have a ton of fls that need creating and one clique idea that will go ahead soon. I hope.

Bain of My Existence

I’m so not in the mood to discuss Sydney. Basically, we drove up late, I went and saw Reloaded for the third time, went to bed and on Sunday, we did copious amounts of shopping. And I came home sick. Other random facts about my trip to Sydney: we saw Maid in Manhatten, which is pretty good. Lunch and dinner at the hotel was revolting. Breakfast was quite good, at a French patisserie at Wooloomooloo. We saw Russell Crowe’s $12 million apartment, and I think it’s pretty overrated. Mosman is an excellent place to show. I got a new teddy bear named Cookie. I love bears. He’s so huggable!

I have to go back to school tomorrow. Does everyone know what that means? *g* Yeah, The Source Code will be getting some updates. Gah, I hate school. Or, I hate the people. The classes aren’t too bad. My art task this semester is excellent, because I can twist it around to be all about Trinity, Syl and Lara Croft. Gender and Identity. Basically, my piece is going to be one of two designs…

The first is a painting of a girl staring at something. Around her are pictures of female action heros. And over the top of her face, I’m printing off some lyrics onto clear plastic and sticking them on. I don’t know what song yet – any suggestions? But this idea is to focus that girls are getting more of a go as the action hero.

The second idea is to paint The Lady in Red leaning against the wall, and hand write the lyrics to “Fighter” onto it. This is the whole idea that even though there are a lot of successful women in the world, there are those that are struggling. (For those not in the know, the Lady in Red is sort of a blonde prostitute-ish figure… oh, go rent the Matrix.)

I went on a site-building bender today. Different Side of Me is an archive of my Buffy fic. I quite like this site, currently featuring Eliza Dushku.

Also added Wallpapers, Livejournal and Forum icons to the “You” section. I’ll make more icons soon (all icons can be used for the new version of MSN – Version 6) – if you have any requests, I’m more than happy to try and make you an icon. Just ask :)

Wow, longer update than planned…

More Drama

I got a nasty shock today when I went to The Hardline. The HLers are such a nice group of people. Really. Friendly, honest and just some of the nicest people I’ve had the privledge of knowing. And someone came and totally abused everyone’s trust. I definatly think some of the coppertops that join will be taken with a grain of salt. Danascully summed it up, “So goodnight, Hardliners… and remember, we’re still a family of sorts, even when one of us turns traitor. Especially then. Aww, sweet. But true.

And I want to apologise about my rant last night. I was sick and feeling quite fragile, which probably wasn’t the best time to be checking flames. I know, my logic is flawed. But yeah. That fic was meant to be a parody, I’m sorry very few other people realised this, but yeah. I’m not getting back into it. Lexie + Fragile and Sick = Unneeded Rant.

Hiccups suck. Honest. I’ve had them for … 39 minutes. They are irritating me beyond belief.

I am making buttons. And lj icons. I just get sidetracked. Badly. Also, adding some fanart. And some more fic. And a ‘language’ section so that people can understand my specially designed brand of slang. Yeah, I’m bored out of my skull. I mean, I’ve almost finished “How To Piss Off An X5 In Eleven Easy Steps” which is a monument to how completely bored I am. It’s exciting that I’m finishing it though. I’ve been working on it for ages, and ages.

Twisted-Logic has a new affiliate! Alina from Kalime . Awesome site, I love it :D

I’m off to work on T-L and finish PissOff.

Colour Me Amused

I had the blood test done today and the results come back Friday. I hope I haven’t got glandular fever because that would be icky. Wow, that was eloquent. But it definately wouldn’t be a good thing.

I’ve watched all … four Aladdin videos we own and I wish wish wish I owned more. But Robin Williams didn’t do the voice for Genie in the short episodes, which is disappointing. But I totally get why he didn’t.

Hmm, what else? I’ve been kinda sick to do anything particularly spectacular. I read a little fic. I wrote a little. I’m split three ways right now – I’m writing a Trinity saga that sucks. I’m writing a Faith saga that sucks – with style. And I’m writing the final chapter of a Dark Angel. Pfft. A lot of the flames “Divinity” has gotten so far are really, really nasty. And I know that is the point of a flame, but if it was from someone really excellent at writing, I’d hang my head and understand that, yes I will never rock as much as they do. But some of these delinquents can’t string a sentence together which depresses me.

Now, I will pull rank. I am a good writer. Aren’t I a snobby vain little brat, telling everyone that? Well, it’s true. For a while there, I was single handedly keeping certain areas of Dark Angel fic alive (now Jacey’s joined me in the plight of a decent Jondy/Zack or Syl/Krit). Really, a mark of a good reader is to see past the Mary Sue and see if the writing is quality. I tried to make the story as insipid as possible. Oh well…

So, answers to questions I’ve been asked in my flames. Do I go by the nickname “Divinity”? No, I don’t. I wouldn’t ever. Why did I name my character Divinity? Because of two reasons – A) Divinity sounds similar to Trinity, which adds to the Mary-Sue-ess. And B) Divinity is my most hated class at school.

And, I think Keanu Reeves is hot. I think he’s great as Neo. But, as so eloquently put by Meg/Froggie, I don’t want to line myself up to bang Neo. As far as I’m concerned, that’s Trinity’s job. Because I hate Divinity with the fire of a thousand suns too! I don’t like the girl.

I’m just waiting for someone to burn-inate Divinity, Ariella and B’randii ;)

I’m Actually Watching Dust Settle

Went to the doctor’s today. Either I’ve got a virus or, possibly, glandular fever. Blah. But I get at least 2 more days off. Normally, a godsend. Now? Wonderful. More excrutiating boredom.

I attacked the Source Code some more and now, I’m kicking Twisted-Logic into shape. Working on a series of new buttons – so I can ditch the black and white Trinity one because I detest it. I’ve also made a couple of questionable Matrix lj icons, and some 64×64 forum buttons. I’ll post those up some time today, I hope.

You know what? I have absolutely nothing to say. I’m going to write fic instead.

Praise Ye, Panadol!

Gah! I’m trying to update T-L’s fanlistings, and I keep uploading the pages to the wrong site. *Tears* God, today is sucking already and I just got up. Luckily, the fanlistings mistake can be fixed. It’s the principle of the thing!

I went bowling yesterday – the power of Panadol still exists! It was kinda cool. There was the jukebox thing, which played the song and the video clip on the TVs that were around. We played heaps, except my sister kept choosing really old songs – Like “Drop The Pilot” and “Senses Working Overtime.” It was very evil of her. Anyways, my cousin Amanda won the first game, and I won the second. It was fun.

What else? Absolutely nothing. Being sick is the horrible-est thing in the world, and I’m stuck at home, cleaning. Because Mum and Amellia left at the crack of dawn, I’m meant to clean up after them. AGH! How irritating.

I really need to write another Matrix fic. I’ve started The Sweetest Thing, which I’m beginning to hate passionately, but meh. It’s seven pages I’ve already written. I like writing Trinity but I’m not very good at it. Maybe I should become a professional Mary-Sue writer, I seem to be good at that *hl*

I should really get offline so Mum can ring – I seem to have misplaced my mobile phone, hmph. I was going to do the Friday Five now, but the new set isn’t up yet. Damn timezones!

Misery

I was too sick to go and shop in Sydney. There is no smilie sad enough for me to upload to show my pain.

I’m going to start working on my new original fiction. Basically, a teenage girl dies. And her step sister reflects on her life. I’m wondering if it should be some shocking terminal illness or a murder. Who knows? But we’ll see how it goes. It might actually get somewhere other than FictionPress.Net, which would be a blessing.

And my other story is a sci-fi thing. Sort of what I thought the Matrix would be (let me put it this way; I couldn’t have been more off the money.) But it’s Matrix cross with The Mummy cross with Tomb Raider story. I doubt it will get any further than FictionPress.Net.

The secret handshake bit would be funny. We’d do some loser thing like the “live long and prosper” sign. Of course, if we were nominated in the same category, the first-ever Oscars fistfight could break out. That would be equal parts amusing and shocking.

Okay, to bed, to bed, to bed I go ;) Being sick bites.

Dodge This

Well, I got sick yesterday, which meant I missed out on going ice skating with my cousins, which sucked. I stayed in bed, and read, and slept and played my very cool Buffy XBox game. I’m stuck with the Enter the Matrix game, so Buffy was a nice break – except Sarah Michelle Gellar doesn’t do the voice for Buffy. It’s a girl named Giselle Loren, who has a very similar voice. Just a fun fact.

I added another button to the Button Wall. I am aiming to add a lot more soon. But I’m feeling lazy.

Damn, I need to install some smilies.

I watched Chocolat last night. It was awesome. But I was totally cracking up because Carrie-Anne Moss (who plays Trinity in the Matrix) played Caroline Clairmont, the woman the mayor has the crush on. And all I could see was Caroline appearing in black leather going “Dodge This.” It was funny.