HOLY FUCK, GUYS.

SERIOUSLY, HOLY FUCKING FUCK.

I LEAVE ON THURSDAY.

ONE MONTH IN PARIS, THEN ON TO AMSTERDAM.

purple_solle  , MY LOVE, YES, LONG GUSHING EMAIL WITH A FULL AND SENSIBLE ITINERARY IS FORTHCOMING.

YES, THIS ALL NEEDS CAPSLOCK.

EVEN SOME KEY-MASHING. ASHjklahdzcvkdWScxhkludshjk.

In between frantic attempts to sort out my visas and pack some warm clothes ( Read more... )

Okay, so I figured if I don't actually stop fiddling around with the grammar and wording and actually post at least the first installment of the fanfic that I'm currently working on, I don't actually have any incentive to complete the subsequent 2 chapters. (Though that said, hopefully it's still enjoyable enough as a standalone, wah...) Anyway. ( Read more... )

Okay so apparently I'm doing a one person re-enactment of the film Ratatouille even though I really do prefer Tampopo because you see the first place didn't turn out but they sent me to somewhere else then I got a job in a pretty well-known French restaurant and they've got me doing a bunch of stuff I don't really know how to do but it's really fun ( Read more... )

So. Okay. Free-associated update time.

Ugh. Since I was off uni for basically a week and a half getting my leg check out and poked and x-rayed and MRI'd from every angle, all the work from the interim period has piled up like compost. It is like high school all over again and I feel as if I am going to diiiiieeee. I'm also cranky that I've had to ( Read more... )

I feel simultaneously the most wretchedly unlucky and blessedly auspicious person alive right now. To be entirely too glib about it, while I was on my way to uni to hand in an essay, I was pwned by a negligently driven car. (Those among you who are, like me, physics tragics who spent last night getting tiddly among nerd cohorts while watching a ( Read more... )

Every time I sit down to write, "It all started with the axolotl," I feel as if I'm about to embark on a Murakami short story, but then I check myself as quickly as I can when I realise I'm being a bit unfair to poor Zelda. Sie's just the harbinger of woe rather than the cause, and it's no fault of hirs that I got hir on the same day the shit hit ( Read more... )

Ugh. There's been lots of bad news for people who like good news this week.

I was officially bitch-slapped by the invisible hand of the market earlier in the week: with The Recession looming, work couldn't afford as much staff. The fact that none of the older ladies were particularly fond of me was the most probable factor in choosing me as the ( Read more... )

Ugh. I'm accumulating one housing disaster after another lately. Long saga short: Masao-san can't leave Sydney yet after all. Needless to say I'm a bit sad about it, but nevertheless Sho, Satoko and Masao, being as amazingly awesome as they are, and I have all formally decided to be besties. In fact I'm looking for a place in the same apartment ( Read more... )

I just went to go check out a share-house style apartment in an almost astoundingly gorgeous building in Pyrmont this evening. Everything about it was streamlined and svelt as a high-end model, all spacious and clean and pretty. There was a fountain of sorts in the lobby, reaching up with an odd little curlicued angel statue to the ceiling. It was ( Read more... )