Random.

That’s how I would describe last night.

What I thought would be a quiet public holiday evening watching a low quality rip of the latest Harry Potter film turned out to be a loud public holiday evening watching a low quality rip of the latest Harry Potter film.

That’s right. came around. We ended up finishing off all of my beer, vodka, whiskey, half a bottle of merlot and he went through quite a few cigarettes. On any other night that would have been filed as “success”. Last night turned out a little different when our newest neighbour stuck his head over the balcony and greeted us. We ended up drinking and smoking even more then checked out his apartment and ate plenty of crappy leftover junk food that everyone seems to have in store come Christmas. I ended up passing out completely out of my head around 4am or so.

My alarm clock was palmy’s excited shrieks to the cricket at 11am. We took a trip to the dirty bird (KFC) for breakfast/lunch and now we’re putting off going to work. Well, I am.

Living with him is going to be interesting.

Talisyawn.

Yeah I made a bad joke for my subject. Great. The joke is about this movie. I probably should have explained that first. The longest 73 minutes of my life. I even fell asleep halfway through it. I think that’s impressive. We’ll still keep the DVD.

tofu just told me he thinks furry porn is hot. For fuck’s sake. I’m glad he’s moving to Melbourne.

Christmas was alright. I got a video camera. Expensive, but bottom of the line for its type. Good enough for the amateur, annoying stuff that I want to record. I still think I’ll try and pick up a good digital camera in a few months. Particularly for when I’m travelling. I might get one in Japan.

I ate way too much food over the weekend and during the last day or so and the majority of it was (of course) junk. My diet’s been put on hold for the holiday season it seems. I’m still trying to resist but there’s just so much tasty stuff out there to eat at the moment. Mmm, piggy.

New year’s at the shack should be good. That is, of course, as long as people don’t soft out. It’s going to be a little weird anyway I think but I’ll make sure I enjoy myself and everyone else can either join in or get lost. That’s right. I’m playing hardball.

I’m disappointed that it looks like I’m going to need an iPod or equivalent before I go overseas next year. I’m not used to having a large assortment of music available that I actually want to listen to. I’m going to have to adjust.

Flugabug.

We have the flat back to ourselves now that Heli and Krista have gone down to Griffith for a few weeks. By the time their job is finished down there Ross will be back from Finland, so they’ll be able to go back to his place I assume. I’m still slowly working my way through the chocolate cake. I’ve already eaten too much chocolate for one day as I feel sickly. I think I’m addicted to the sensation of this sweet, sweet sorrow.

Today I’ve told myself I have to make the effort to go and find some kind of African-esque apparel for this “Out of Africa” theme 21st party on Saturday night. I really fucking hate finding costumes. I’m hoping I can find a pith helmet (yeah, right) and a yellow scarf or something so I can just wear that off-khaki yellow colour and look like an explorer. I might need a yellow scarf, too. Maybe I’ll just wear leopard print. I’m sure that’ll be a big hit. Hmm. Time to raid tofu’s underwear drawer.

Oh. I forgot. I’m meant to be working on this database for Electric Lady today, too. I also need to send out some emails that are about 4 weeks overdue. Maybe more than 4 weeks. Whoops. I’m over this whole idea of functioning. It’s too much work.

In what I think is a mature attempt at being pro-active, I arranged to work an extra shift at work each week as my hours had been slightly cut back and my funds have gradually decreased over the past couple of months. In a bid to stay in the black I decided to meet the problem early, rather than string it out until after Christmas and New Year and be flint. This little boy must be growing up! Either that or I was just happy to sell out. Whatever.

For those of you who were concerned: I shaved my neck. Yes, I know I left you all hanging for a while there but you have to admit that the anxiety build-up was well worth it, don’t you?

Oh yeah, you know it.

I thought I’d try making it look more square rather than following my jaw. Next time I’ll have a spirit level ready as it took way too long for my finnicky self to be satisfied/mildly confident that it was straight on both sides (not to mention the same thickness).

Fascinating, fascinating.

I’m quite proud I don’t have something hanging out of my nose in that picture. I forgot to check before I took it. Today is a good day.

I scribbled down the names of various artists on a sticky note at work last night. Musical artists, that is. I do that from time to time as I listen to the radio at work. Oh. The purpose? Why, to remind me to acquire their music of course! The hard part is walking downstairs to my bag to fetch the paper. It could be time to hire some help.

On Tuesday night the four of us present in the flat watched The Shining. It was about the fourth time I’ve seen it and I still can’t make sense out of half of it. Maybe it’ll take eight viewings. Better yet, someone explain it to me. Another question I have: how the hell can Shelly Duvall be so unattractive but at the same time appear kind of hot? I’m quite disturbed.

I can’t remember if I mentioned the handful of Queenslander 16 year old girls that randomly added me to MSN a few weeks ago. I use the terms “16 year old” and “girl” loosely. I’m beginning to suspect they’re multiple accounts belonging to the same person. That person being a rather strange man who wants to screenshot me showing my dick over a webcam.

Warudo.

Well, last week was certainly a busy one.

I went to that Mantech thingy. It was a recruitment company assessing me, after all. I had to do some weird 10 question written quiz to see what I knew. It was written for experienced workers but the guy said the client was looking for either “a graduate” or someone “with about 8 years experience”. It’s nice to know they really narrowed down the field. Anyway, I couldn’t answer most of the questions since they were basically experience-specific, but I did what I could. I haven’t heard back, but oh well. I don’t really care.

The same day I went to visit Ross and his Finnish friends Krista and Heli. Ross mentioned earlier that they might need a place to stay in the following week, so I said they could crash here. I also caught up with his neighbour Greg (another guy I went to school with) and Kerry, Ross’ wing chun instructor or something. Nice guy. Turns out he was doing the same major project course as I was this semester at Sydney. He recognised the group name “RailTech”. I felt like a C grade celebrity. Funky.

So, yeah, I saw Corpse Bride (or is it The Corpse Bride?) on Tuesday afternoon with Ross and the girls. I quite liked that movie, actually. Some of the songs at the start bugged me, but that’s normal for musical scenes in film for me. Whatever. After that Ross managed to talk me into attending his dance class. Now I know I officially can’t dance. I can sort of pop, though. Awesome? You tell me.

Continuing on, Wednesday included working then dropping by Ross’ again after work to say farewell before he left for Finland on Thursday afternoon. Somehow I agreed to let Andrew come around to the flat afterwards with his PC so we could work on a website for a friend of his who’s in a band. Electric Lady, they’re called. 2 points to anyone who can guess where that came from.

The site is sort of coming together. palmy’s done the pretty web page design stuff and I’ve been working on the backend database (although the design keeps changing). I’m going to have to whack out some more PHP goodness to act as an interface, too. I’m sure only about 2 people reading this understand/care about this paragraph, so I’ll stop now.

Thursday involved meeting up with Emmeline again when she came around on a break from work at “The Entertainment Quarter” (or Fox Studios if you will). I managed to convince both Em and Andrew that the chips at Jesters are supreme. I wish Jesters used an apostrophe. It looks stupid. Tools.

Friday was a boring old Friday. Andrew left when I had to go to work, without having showered once. Slick. Work was uneventful, as usual. I usually buy a couple of bananas on my dinner break from the local supermarket and I’ve decided to start a ritual. It’s only a primitive one but it pleases me so perhaps it pleases the banana gods, too. Basically I just eat a banana on my way back out through the car park and then dump the empty skin in the same spot as always. I’m getting a nice little pile of banana skins at various stages of decomposition. It makes me feel like I’m contributing to something, so it’s clearly “all good”. I made a little shrine with a banana skin on an abandoned chair near a bus stop once. It remained for a while until it disappeared along with the chair. :(

Saturday was pretty cool. Leola brought in brownies at work, so I munched on a couple. I have no idea if they were homemade or not but it didn’t matter. They had my required levels of chewiness and crunchiness and therefore were found to be satisfactory. Brownies are serious business.

Another friend, Johnny (or del or Johnny Hero as I like to call him [which has actually stuck]) invited me around to his place earlier in the week as he was going to have a mini LAN (or larn). I just rocked up for an hour to catch up with him and some other buddies as I really didn’t feel like dragging my PC around with me for half the weekend. I think I made the right decision, as they all looked very sweaty and expended after their big night out clubbing on Friday. Another small victory for me.

I went out on Saturday night with Lloyd, Frank and Byrne. Lloydie wanted to start somewhere around the casino, so we did. After 2 drinks we left. Nice. We cabbed it back to King street and spent a bit of time at the Marly and in Kelly’s then shuffled back up for what I like to call the “Istanbul on King experience” for some premium kebabs. Unfortunately I managed to get some barbecue sauce on my shirt in the 10 seconds that I wasn’t concentrating for the entire time I was eating it. Fortunately it wasn’t too big a spillage. I’m sure Napisan will come to my rescue, otherwise mum will have to.

It should be recorded that Lloyd actually stayed out with us the whole time and didn’t soft out and go home. Then again, he’d already planned to crash here so I guess he didn’t have much choice as to when he could go to bed. We stayed all up for about 2 hours after getting back. Most of this time was spent watching Frank reading through the SuicideGirls website. That sounds a lot dodgier than it was, I promise.

The only real highlight of Sunday was that we won netball, 20-14 I think. Woo! I was all pumped up on energy that afternoon. I’m not sure if it was due to chance or the high amount of kilojoules I’d eaten an hour or so earlier at Hungry Jack’s, but I was ready to run all night! Instead I only played 3 quarters. Oh well.

On Sunday night I found out Krista and Heli wanted to stay down here on Monday. That meant we had to frantically clean up (well, Scott did) all the shit that was lying around. The place hasn’t looked this good since we moved in, basically. We went to pick them up on Monday night and they made us the richest, most fattening chocolate cake you could ever imagine as a thank you. It’s basically milk, flour, cream, butter and two blocks of hazlenut and dairy milk chocolate all churned together. Man, it tastes awesome. I’m not sure if my body could handle another mouthful, though.

I ran up to the Marly again last night while the girls were baking to meet up with Benecke and Frank and their significant others the small celebration of praising Benecke for finishing his exams for the year. Somehow I managed to down about 3 schooners in about 50 minutes and steal two swizzle sticks before scooting back down to the flat in the rain. It was quite a new experience to enter the front door and actually be able to smell something had been cooking. Especially when that smell involves a chocolate cake.

I need to shave my neck. Hair sucks. Stupid itchiness.

P.S. if you made it this far, I pity you for not having anything better to do.

Whack.

Computers don’t like me. How ironic. I think this one that I’ve had for about 18 months has been burning up my video cards on purpose. Maybe it’s a sign to stop playing games. It seems to be working. Bah.

Well, I finished my final semester of uni (for my bachelor’s at least) on Friday. There was no fanfare or celebration. I simply went home and got ready for work. Huzzah! Now I just have one exam to go and that’ll be that.

Saturday was spent working, then dinner and a movie with Lloyd and Eri. We saw Wolf Creek. Creepy and scary at first, hammy horror movie at the end. It certainly sticks to the Australian tradition of dropping off towards the end. It’s still worth seeing, though. I’d say it’s one of the better Australian releases in a while.

Sunday meant a sweaty sleep in on the couch because I’m too lazy to put my other bedsheets on. I cleaned the downstairs floor of my apartment and tidied up my room and everything, I just couldn’t be stuffed making the bed. Whatever.

After bitching about my PC being crap for a few hours I caught up with the gang at the HHH for about 50 minutes, chowed down an overpriced steak sandwich and then hit the netball courts to play a full game, only to lose 31-19 after our opponents again relied solely on 2 point shots to get ahead. We must be the only team in the comp without a range shooter. If only we could do some trades and deals. We need a draft!

Today is Munday. That’s meant to stand for mundane and Monday. I just made it up. The rest of you may use it if you like. I’m doing the washing. Yep. Pretty exciting news today.

I believe I’m going to a Melbourne Cup party tomorrow. It should be fun. Scott will be out at Randwick to have a punt. Well, more like take a few quizzes and exams for that air traffic control gig. Still, I bet he swings by for a flutter.

Whoops.

I think I totally stuffed up my oral exam for my major today. It’s worth 20%. I didn’t sell myself too well at all (as usual) so now I’m sure the markers think that I’m the guy who didn’t do any work that some of the other group members mentioned, meanwhile the guy who didn’t do any work completely buttered up the markers and got them on side.

I’m potentially very fucked. :/

To celebrate, I bought two new pairs of jeans (yes, on my own!) and got a $12 hair cut then watched Fight Club with a few Malt ‘O’ Milk biscuits for company.

Life is average.

MSACCESS.

Can fucking die.

Jesus Christ.

I finally finished most of my assignment. There’s only one thing I couldn’t get working (and one or two minor bits). Ironically enough, that was the most critical part, yet it’s only worth 1/8th of the overall mark. Big shit. That part still works, just not well. Everything else is ok, although the interface is a bit ugly.

Yes, I had to make a database for uni. I left it til the last minute because I thought we’d been given a lot more to work from than we had. Bugger.

A whole day gone for just 10% of a course. I didn’t really learn anything, either. Access has the worst fucking help system, and its interface, considering it’s a “professional” application, is even worse than the one I created.

Bleh. Whatever. I just have to show it off tomorrow and that’ll be that. I also have to get up and go to my Project Management lecture. Wowee.

I have to start going to my other lectures. It’s nearing crunch time.

Poor old Nick is snoring on the futon and the clacky keys on this keyboard are waking him up. Oh, yeah, he didn’t die. His girlfriend became ill after she had her drink spiked at the Bachelor & Spinster ball they went to on the weekend (why a couple would go to that, I don’t know). He spent an extra day up there and had no reception on his mobile. Dramatic.

My video card’s back on the purple bars again. Stupid video memory. I’d take it back and get it replaced, but I’m lazy and don’t really care. I’m kind of used to having purple/pink bars and lines all over the screen. That’s how long it’s been happening and how long I’ve put up with it. Woot.

I saw Star Wars on Tuesday night with Scott and Nick. It wasn’t bad. Quite good, really. I enjoyed it much, much more than episodes 1 and 2. Yes, I sound like everyone else who’s reviewed it. I guess that’s consensus for you. There’s one scene where Obi Wan is watching Anakin slap up Padme at the end, with his hands on his hips as he stands above the stairs coming down from the ship… Words cannot describe how hilarious his pose was. Scott and I both cracked up simultaneously, then looked at each other in the theatre, then started laughing again. It’s fun to be tainted.

Burp.

http://www.lebowskifest.com/default2.asp

Bored. Meant to be going to uni to flog more Winesoc memberships today. Have to shower first. Lala.

I ate too much curry last night along with a naan. I have a food baby indicative of sextuplets.

I got really sunburnt yesterday during O-week as well. I knew I would too. At least I picked it. Might try some suncream today, although we’re only milling around Manning.

My timetable isn’t too bad, I guess. Considering I could only move 2 labs on the whole thing. Blah. I only have labs/tutes on 2 days of the week, so the rest I can potentially bludge at will. That’s comforting to me. I think I’ll try and work long Wednesday afternoon/night and my good old standard Friday night leading on to Saturday morning. That’ll end up with me losing almost $400/w if I drop the other 20 hours I’ve been working each week. Hopefully it’ll be manageable. If not, I’ll just bung on a Thursday shift or something. That’d be crap, though. Hmm. Maybe I can get youth assistance now that my hours have dropped back. I’ll have to check again.

BOLD the ones you have seen from the IMDB Top 100 List

1. Godfather, The (1972)
2. Shawshank Redemption, The (1994)yes
3. Godfather: Part II, The (1974)
4. Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King, The (2003)yes
5. Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, The (2002)yes
6. Schindler’s List (1993)
7. Shichinin no samurai (1954)
8. Casablanca (1942)
9. Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, The (2001)yes
10. Star Wars (1977)yes
11. Citizen Kane (1941)yes
12. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975)yes
13. Dr. Strangelove (1964)
14. Star Wars: Episode V – The Empire Strikes Back (1980)yes
15. Rear Window (1954)yes
16. Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)yes
17. Pulp Fiction (1994)yes
18. Usual Suspects, The (1995)yes
19. Memento (2000)
20. North by Northwest (1959)yes
21. 12 Angry Men (1957)yes
22. Buono, il brutto, il cattivo, Il (1966)
23. Lawrence of Arabia (1962)
24. Psycho (1960)yes
25. Fabuleux destin d’Am?lie Poulain, Le (Amelie) (2001)yes
26. Silence of the Lambs, The (1991)
27. It’s a Wonderful Life (1946)
28. Goodfellas (1990)
29. American Beauty (1999)yes
30. Sunset Blvd. (1950)
31. Vertigo (1958)yes
32. Matrix, The (1999)yes
33. Cidade de Deus (2002)
34. To Kill a Mockingbird (1962)yes
35. C’era una volta il West (1968)
36. Apocalypse Now (1979)yes
37. Pianist, The (2002)
38. Third Man, The (1949)
39. Paths of Glory (1957)
40. Taxi Driver (1976)
41. Fight Club (1999)yes
42. Sen to Chihiro no kamikakushi (2001)
43. Some Like It Hot (1959)
44. Double Indemnity (1944)
45. Boot, Das (1981)
46. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
47. Singin’ in the Rain (1952)
48. Chinatown (1974)
49. L.A. Confidential (1997)
50. Maltese Falcon, The (1941)
51. Requiem for a Dream (2000)
52. All About Eve (1950)
53. M (1931)
54. Bridge on the River Kwai, The (1957)
55. Se7en (1995)yes
56. Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)yes
57. Saving Private Ryan (1998)yes
58. Rash?mon (1950)
59. Raging Bull (1980)
60. Wizard of Oz, The (1939)yes
61. Alien (1979)yes
62. American History X (1998)
63. Sting, The (1973)yes
64. L?on (The Professional) (1994)yes
65. Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939)
66. Manchurian Candidate, The (1962)
67. Vita ? bella, La (1997)
68. Touch of Evil (1958)
69. Treasure of the Sierra Madre, The (1948)
70. Finding Nemo (2003)yes
71. 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)yes
72. Reservoir Dogs (1992)
73. Great Escape, The (1963)yes
74. Modern Times (1936)
75. Clockwork Orange, A (1971)yes
76. Amadeus (1984)
77. On the Waterfront (1954)
78. Ran (1985)
79. Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003)yes
80. Annie Hall (1977)
81. Wo hu cang long (2000)
82. Jaws (1975)yes
83. Apartment, The (1960)
84. Braveheart (1995)yes
85. High Noon (1952)
86. Aliens (1986)yes
87. Fargo (1996)yes
88. Strangers on a Train (1951)
89. Shining, The (1980)yes
90. Metropolis (1927)
91. Blade Runner (1982)yes
92. Sixth Sense, The (1999)yes
93. City Lights (1931)
94. Donnie Darko (2001)yes
95. Duck Soup (1933)yes
96. Great Dictator, The (1940)
97. General, The (1927)
98. Sjunde inseglet, Det (1957)
99. Princess Bride, The (1987)
100. Dogville (2003)

I swear Lord of the Rings 1-3 don’t deserve to have 3 of the top 10 spots. Fucking movie geeks. There’s a few there that I know Dad has at home and I just haven’t gotten around to seeing, either. I will though, then that list will be MINE.

I’m barred up that Leon is on it, though. :D

Seems the list has changed a bit anyway. I notice Spider-Man 2 made it at #250. Good times. :)

ARGH.

Still no net. Hi home.

I need to find out Dad’s special rent account number so I can deposit all of my cash and be poor again. :<

Larry the exetel man says to try a few more things tonight and see what happens, if that doesn’t work he’ll lodge an ADSL fault complaint with Telstra for me, or some crap. God knows.

Stupid ISP only having office hours open during business hours. It’s not fucking good for either me or Scott as we both work outside of and through exetel’s business hours, so there’s only 1 or 2 days a week where we’re home to go through all their bullshit.

I bet the pricks bill me for the first month, too. Real fair. Especially when Larry himself (hallowed-be-thy-name) admitted he wasn’t even sure what the problem was. Hopefully I can fix it tonight, otherwise what’s another few days.

It’s just the convenience of the net that I’m missing. Having to drive home to do netbanking and check my email etc is pretty annoying. I can do most of the basic things at netcafes easily enough, but no fucking way am I doing any actual monetary transactions or banking from one of those places.

So what else have I been doing, then? Hmm.

Well, Scott and I have been checking out a few restaurants up King street, most are alright, bar Guzzle Tandoori opposite us. Totally shit. Lou’s been coming along now and then too. This week I’m gonna try and starve myself a bit because I feel like I’m overeating again and I want to lose some more weight. If that doesn’t work or I can’t handle it I’ll fire up the kick-start diet again and try that out. Yeah, just in time for Christmas. That’s ok though, I don’t really like Christmas food much.

Speaking of food, I think I’m going to Kylie Kwong’s (Kwan? Kwon?) restaurant with Lou and her parents next week… I think. It’s either tomorrow or next week. Hrm. That’s Asian-y food anyway, and if it’s Chinese I don’t particulary get off too much on that either. Still, I’m sure it’ll be fun.

Saw Garden State with Lou last week, very good and enjoyable and it didn’t feel Hollywood-bastardised, which is refreshing for an American movie. Much like all my Troma videos that I’m still ploughing through. I think I’m starting to convert Scott to both TISM and Troma. Look out. He seemed to enjoy the 10 year old TISM video I converted to DVD about some of their exploits. Jolly good.

Last weekend was the Christmas party for where I work. We went to the same place again: Harold Park Paceway (gotta love the trots). The food was alright, very RSL/bistro-y. I didn’t eat any of the seafood, of course. The beer seemed to be watered down but at least it was free. My costume (a “Christmas present”, ie a cardbox box with shoulder straps made of tinsel and wrapped in wrapping paper) fell apart when the wind blew the paper straight off it, so I ditched it. I couldn’t be fucked carrying it from Newtown to Glebe or wherever the Paceway is, I walked 35 minutes to get there.

After the party I decided to go to Newtown, instead of Oxford street where some of my other colleagues went. It turned out another girl I knew from work was hitting up a pub on King street so I met up there with her and more work people I’d never spoken to before. It went well enough. I then had to escort a girl called Alecia around the back streets of Newtown to find the Imperial where some more “upstairs” people from work were hanging around. No one stayed there long though as it was getting a bit late and no one was drinking enough to keep it going. I managed to fluke my way through the back streets and found my apartment really easily. Go me.

On Sunday, Deny came around to pick up his paintings and mum and dad came round to check up on things and help me with a few handyman style jobs. Scott and I were rather amused that orphic never bothered calling or dropping in. I’m sure she’ll have a good excuse. hehe.

As for work, well, I’m simply working too hard (as usual, of course) and I’m getting my RSI symptoms back again. I can only type for a little while before it starts to burn, but I have other odd jobs to keep me going for my 3 ten hour shifts a week. Good times, yes.

Hopefully I’ll be able to work my way in to the IT department after Christmas. Hopefully. We’ll see what happens.

Anyway I suppose I’ll get a wriggle on and get back to the flat. Oh maybe I’ll pay dad first and bust my bank account. Medicare still haven’t paid him his money for about the 6th time this year… Yes, Medicare owes my dad $30k from this year, and still haven’t paid up. They keep saying the forms he submitted must have been lost by Australia Post. Unfortunately for them he’s always delivered them by hand to Medicare’s office drop boxes. Bad luck on the excuses, you pricks.

So, that’s why he wants my money, now. :S

Whee.

Oh yeah, getting up at 5am for work fucking smokes it.

Retro.

Just watched the Breakfast Club with Lou. She hadn’t seen it before and I haven’t watched it in years. It’s so good. :) I was born about 18 years too late, I missed my cultural prime. :(

What else should I mention? Hmm. Looks like Dubya got re-elected. I was expecting it anyway, so I guess I was braced for a bit of disappointment. I hear that Hillary (?Hilary) Clinton is keen on running as the Democrats leader for the new election… Can’t wait to watch that!

Gotta lend one of my textbooks to a guy from uni tomorrow. He wants to photocopy it all so he doesn’t have to buy the book. Hope he gets it back to me swiftly! Otherwise I wont have to feel bad about not studying until the day before the exam. Wee-hoo.

Yesterday I went out to some furniture park near dad’s work in the western suburbs with my parents. Bought some new furniture (el-cheapo to moderately priced) for the flat. Only a few weeks until the big move! :o It should be fun. Hope everything we bought fits in the place and also suits the place. I’m having a minor dilemma in that I can’t find a decent red or maroon-y bedspread anywhere. :(

Mum and dad also said we should be able to pick up a second remote for the garage, so I can more easily attempt to ninja a spot in there (we have a feeling a lot of the spots aren’t being used at all). By the way, tofu/’s the one moving in with me. What an unveiling! He’s getting our assigned car park as he’s most likely to have a new(ish) car by the time we move in.

I worked out I only need to slightly extend my hours at work each week in order to relatively comfortably provide for myself during semester. That means I can probably chuck an extra few shifts in just for “fun” over the holidays and save up a bit more anyway. I’ll see how I go.

My video card is still playing up. Little shit. Purple bars and all. says it’s probably the on-card memory. I don’t know shit about PC hardware in the greater scheme of things so I’ll take his word for it. Tried to talk dad in to getting the guys at PlusCorp to swap it for me… Hopefully he will.

The end.