"I would marry you for money or for luck!"
Yeah, I've been neglecting everything online as late to sort out real life.
My student house has a lot of problems - we have no heating, as one, and the fact no one wants to clean up (including me) is another. The difference is I generally couldn't give two shits about living in a pig sty - I will do that thing where you only wash a plate up to eat off it, and leave it dirty for the rest of the time - but one of my housemates had a tizzy. Then I flipped at her because she bought gas and leccy from someone at the door without telling me and then she flipped at me because I bought an internet contract without telling her (her defence for being an idiot) - which I pointed out wasn't a good comparison because a) we had a gas and leccy service, and we didn't have internet and b) I would have told her, if she hadn't fucked off to Rome for a week with the rest of the house.
So now I'm in the library, cooling my jets, hoping to stay until about midnight so I don't need to talk to the stupid bitch.
Home is… marginally fucked. My mother's boss got a, what I call, "massive homosexual problem" and she's frantic about the cuts to the civil service. She says she won't lose her job because she's well liked. I really hope she's a better judge of people at work than she is a judge of her family and that's true :/
Dad's okay though. And sister's getting into publishing. The things an Oxbridge degree does for you, even in a recession!
I've been spending most of my internet time on my shadow politics account on lj, mostly because I don't want to talk about my real life (which this journal basically is all about now I can't write trek fic), but also because having a picture of Nick Clegg on your screen in the library is marginally less racy than the kind of stuff I usually get on this feed.
I'm doing societies and stuff and have got into a few things that I'm really excited about. Basically life is… pretty nice at the moment. I think that's why I'm not really needing a fandom at the moment… I seem to use it as a crutch. Heh. But I can't leave lolitics - it's the first fandom I've been in where shipping isn't the main interest. It's fun to learn stuff about British Politics and then impress everyone in real life by knowing who's likely to get the Shadow Justice Secretary in the reshuffle.
I've also stopped sleeping with random people. That I can't explain, but I feel better for it. I never felt like a slag or anything, but it's nice to have guy friends who you haven't seen the penis of, you know? The hangovers are worse when you don't have someone to demand tea from though, ngl.
I don't really know what the point of this update is. I'm just happy, I guess, and I feel like I should say that.
My student house has a lot of problems - we have no heating, as one, and the fact no one wants to clean up (including me) is another. The difference is I generally couldn't give two shits about living in a pig sty - I will do that thing where you only wash a plate up to eat off it, and leave it dirty for the rest of the time - but one of my housemates had a tizzy. Then I flipped at her because she bought gas and leccy from someone at the door without telling me and then she flipped at me because I bought an internet contract without telling her (her defence for being an idiot) - which I pointed out wasn't a good comparison because a) we had a gas and leccy service, and we didn't have internet and b) I would have told her, if she hadn't fucked off to Rome for a week with the rest of the house.
So now I'm in the library, cooling my jets, hoping to stay until about midnight so I don't need to talk to the stupid bitch.
Home is… marginally fucked. My mother's boss got a, what I call, "massive homosexual problem" and she's frantic about the cuts to the civil service. She says she won't lose her job because she's well liked. I really hope she's a better judge of people at work than she is a judge of her family and that's true :/
Dad's okay though. And sister's getting into publishing. The things an Oxbridge degree does for you, even in a recession!
I've been spending most of my internet time on my shadow politics account on lj, mostly because I don't want to talk about my real life (which this journal basically is all about now I can't write trek fic), but also because having a picture of Nick Clegg on your screen in the library is marginally less racy than the kind of stuff I usually get on this feed.
I'm doing societies and stuff and have got into a few things that I'm really excited about. Basically life is… pretty nice at the moment. I think that's why I'm not really needing a fandom at the moment… I seem to use it as a crutch. Heh. But I can't leave lolitics - it's the first fandom I've been in where shipping isn't the main interest. It's fun to learn stuff about British Politics and then impress everyone in real life by knowing who's likely to get the Shadow Justice Secretary in the reshuffle.
I've also stopped sleeping with random people. That I can't explain, but I feel better for it. I never felt like a slag or anything, but it's nice to have guy friends who you haven't seen the penis of, you know? The hangovers are worse when you don't have someone to demand tea from though, ngl.
I don't really know what the point of this update is. I'm just happy, I guess, and I feel like I should say that.