Its quarter past 2 in the morning and i've just gotten back from a costume party held about 10 minutes away. Having no real costume to wear, I decided to don an old coat I had tailored from a goth shop close to 4 years ago and wear sunglasses. And so I became Neo. By and large I was a bit disappointed to see that the majority of people didn't turn up in a costume. Those who did however did pretty good. My host Gayatri made for a lovely Fairy Godmother, while a few other managed to dress up as pilots, stewardesses, mexicans, rock stars and cowboys. All in all, i'd have to say that it was a pretty decent night.
The real reason i'm writing however is to update on my relationship status. It's complicated. I've recently come into contact with a beautiful and intelligent fellow student, of whom i've had the pleasure of spending some time with. I must admit that i'm interested and i'd like to think that she feels the same way. But we'll see. This sort of thing needs a bit of time to straighten itself out. But hey, for an unemployed student like myself, time is the one thing I have an abundance of.
We'll just have to wait and see how this goes.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Energizer Ferret
I am tired.
So very tired.
I can't recall when was the last time I got any decent sleep. Oh i've slept, but no more that seem to be a few short hours at a stretch. Mostly, its due to me staying up late and having to get up early. Getting furniture delivered in morning is an example, as is having assembly people mosey in at 6:30 am. Having chosen to sleep in late to begin with, I can hardly fault others for my own lack of discipline. So this fatigue i'm saddled with is solely my cross to bear.
Before I turn in for the night, let me see if I can first put the past week back in order.
The day after my Ikea visit, having thrown down 6k dollars to buy what amounted to be a total of 51 boxes of various sizes in furniture, everything was delivered early in the morning. The deliverymen performed their duties most reluctantly and as a result the majority of the cargo (including 2 sofa sets) was carried down a flight of stairs by me and Sabrina. Needless to say, after the days exertions was over, I didn't feel the need to for my usual pilates and yoga classes. 2 days later, the aforementioned assembly people came over and fixed everything up and fortunately, this turned out to be a far more pleasant event. They were professional, courteous, and more than willing to hold a conversation or give suggestions. I for one will be more than happy to use their services again if and when the time comes.
Now that I have furniture, i've begun the long drawn out process of shelving and bringing things out of storage. This place is finally becoming a home.
As mentioned in my previous post, a radical change seems to have settled over 1-UP. The little girl seems to be brimming with boundless energy, staying awake and active for far longer than usual. I'm not talking about an hour increase in activity. I'm talking about 5 to 6. There are a variety of factors that could be influencing her behaviour with the chief among them being a new brand of food i've introduced into her diet. At the next vet meeting i'll be sure to ask about it.
For now though, i'm going to wrap this one up and retire for the evening. There is, as always more to write and tell.
But it will have to wait.
So very tired.
I can't recall when was the last time I got any decent sleep. Oh i've slept, but no more that seem to be a few short hours at a stretch. Mostly, its due to me staying up late and having to get up early. Getting furniture delivered in morning is an example, as is having assembly people mosey in at 6:30 am. Having chosen to sleep in late to begin with, I can hardly fault others for my own lack of discipline. So this fatigue i'm saddled with is solely my cross to bear.
Before I turn in for the night, let me see if I can first put the past week back in order.
The day after my Ikea visit, having thrown down 6k dollars to buy what amounted to be a total of 51 boxes of various sizes in furniture, everything was delivered early in the morning. The deliverymen performed their duties most reluctantly and as a result the majority of the cargo (including 2 sofa sets) was carried down a flight of stairs by me and Sabrina. Needless to say, after the days exertions was over, I didn't feel the need to for my usual pilates and yoga classes. 2 days later, the aforementioned assembly people came over and fixed everything up and fortunately, this turned out to be a far more pleasant event. They were professional, courteous, and more than willing to hold a conversation or give suggestions. I for one will be more than happy to use their services again if and when the time comes.
Now that I have furniture, i've begun the long drawn out process of shelving and bringing things out of storage. This place is finally becoming a home.
As mentioned in my previous post, a radical change seems to have settled over 1-UP. The little girl seems to be brimming with boundless energy, staying awake and active for far longer than usual. I'm not talking about an hour increase in activity. I'm talking about 5 to 6. There are a variety of factors that could be influencing her behaviour with the chief among them being a new brand of food i've introduced into her diet. At the next vet meeting i'll be sure to ask about it.
For now though, i'm going to wrap this one up and retire for the evening. There is, as always more to write and tell.
But it will have to wait.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Split/Personality?
1-UP has returned safely from the vet, all stitched and normal. Or is she? Seems like this is the perfect horror movie set up where one of the characters disappear for a bit and come back....changed. My little girl does seem to be a bit different. For starters, she's a lot more mellow now and putters around the place in a seemingly benign matter until something flips a switch in her brain and she thinks that trying to rip off one of my appendages is funny. In other words, she doesn't bite, and then she bites a lot. How odd. I have to keep a close eye on her over the next few days and see if she's eating and drinking well.
The Career Fair was tough as expected, with many companies hiring online locals and residents. This reduced my available pool of employers considerably, but after talking with a lot of the recruiters i've found ways around some of the rules. I still pretty much have to apply for PR either way though.
In other news, i've managed get the results for my group's first assignment this semester, and the its not encouraging. Still, its nothing we can't bounce back from, since the biggest issue the marker had with the submission was that the information wasn't presented in a manner they were looking for. I might have to argue for a few more marks there, but not after i've thoroughly canvassed the document.
Tomorrow i'm off to Ikea with Sabrina yet again. This time we're actually going to purchase the furniture, which is great. Hopefully everything will be delivered on Monday, and we can have a large portion of the stuff assembled by the end of the week.
I can't wait.
The Career Fair was tough as expected, with many companies hiring online locals and residents. This reduced my available pool of employers considerably, but after talking with a lot of the recruiters i've found ways around some of the rules. I still pretty much have to apply for PR either way though.
In other news, i've managed get the results for my group's first assignment this semester, and the its not encouraging. Still, its nothing we can't bounce back from, since the biggest issue the marker had with the submission was that the information wasn't presented in a manner they were looking for. I might have to argue for a few more marks there, but not after i've thoroughly canvassed the document.
Tomorrow i'm off to Ikea with Sabrina yet again. This time we're actually going to purchase the furniture, which is great. Hopefully everything will be delivered on Monday, and we can have a large portion of the stuff assembled by the end of the week.
I can't wait.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Burninated
In a fit of carelessness and bad comedy that could probably rival Mr. Bean, I almost managed to set the apartment on fire today. Well, nothing so dramatic, but I DID manage to finally do what almost every international student does at least once while studying overseas. I set off the smoke alarm with my rather questionable cooking skills.
The evening started innocently enough. 1-UP will be picked up by the vet in a few hours and I was due to cook some chicken parmigiana and some garlic prawns for dinner. Enter the olive oiled frying pan, which I set over the stove to heat before I was to place my defrosted chicken filets. Seeing as to how i'm gearing up for tomorrow's career fair at uni, I scooted over to the computer and checked out a few employer websites. I must have waited too long because when I returned to place the chicken into the pan, the whole ensemble literally burst into flames the moment flesh hit oily steel. This quickly set off the smoke alarm which to my relief (and slight surprise) did not summon the authorities. I guess we're supposed to call if it got really bad. I doused the small but definitely raging inferno with some water and surveyed the damage.
For one, I doubt I could turn THAT particular piece of breast filet into anything edible. No problem, I have spares. The countertop itself was undamaged, and it looks like the only thing I need to do is to wipe the soot off the cupboard doors and ceiling. Thank. God. I can certainly think of worse things that could have happened. The rest of the chicken has been safely grilled and is now in the oven with the prawns to cook the sauce and melt the cheese.
Dinner should still be quite alright. Now I better go check the oven....
The evening started innocently enough. 1-UP will be picked up by the vet in a few hours and I was due to cook some chicken parmigiana and some garlic prawns for dinner. Enter the olive oiled frying pan, which I set over the stove to heat before I was to place my defrosted chicken filets. Seeing as to how i'm gearing up for tomorrow's career fair at uni, I scooted over to the computer and checked out a few employer websites. I must have waited too long because when I returned to place the chicken into the pan, the whole ensemble literally burst into flames the moment flesh hit oily steel. This quickly set off the smoke alarm which to my relief (and slight surprise) did not summon the authorities. I guess we're supposed to call if it got really bad. I doused the small but definitely raging inferno with some water and surveyed the damage.
For one, I doubt I could turn THAT particular piece of breast filet into anything edible. No problem, I have spares. The countertop itself was undamaged, and it looks like the only thing I need to do is to wipe the soot off the cupboard doors and ceiling. Thank. God. I can certainly think of worse things that could have happened. The rest of the chicken has been safely grilled and is now in the oven with the prawns to cook the sauce and melt the cheese.
Dinner should still be quite alright. Now I better go check the oven....
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Stolen
It seems that some malign force is arrayed against me. Well, not really but sometimes it certainly feels that way. Sleep has been a rare and precious commodity for me lately (as it always is). The noises little 1-UP makes in her sleep range from soft, contented cooing to heart-stopping coughs that make me sit bolt upright in my bed. Apparently its normal, so i'm sure I can get used to it in time. What's plaguing my rest is actually the fact that I live in an apartment block. With people coming and going at all times, one can expect a certain level of background noise and get over it. I can handle that. I can even handle people speaking loudly out of balconies nearby at 3 a-freaking-m in the morning. What I can't handle, is the orchestral sounds of construction. That's right. Construction. Up until 2am. Outside my window.
Needless to say, i've been sleeping VERY soundly of late, dreaming of naked women, or sheep, or both. Whatever it is that people dream about nowadays. Bah, i'm so tired my capacity for sarcasm fails me. I am truly beset by evil.
The icing on the heaping dung cake however, is not my lack of sleep, or sheep, or even naked women (the loss of which is truly lamentable, but that's a different subject). It's the fact that my WoW account has been hacked, and my characters scattered to the four winds. My Shaman seems to be missing altogether. Good times! At this point i'm not entirely all that fussed about my characters being transferred by some doof who thinks he's too clever for me to do something about it. Nope, not at all. What bothers me is the invasion of privacy that the whole debacle entails. I feel like someone looked through my underwear drawer and seeing some interesting lacy items, decided to take a few souvenirs. Hell, if I knew my account was about to be hacked, I would gladly have simply given my avatars and items away. Not to the hacker of course, but to the more deserving social strata. I'll have a chat with Blizzard soon and see what can be done.
My past week hasn't been all that bad though. For what its worth, I had a lovely time out yesterday. I met up with fellow Earth Hour survivor Vanessa at Circular Quay and we proceeded on a leisurely stroll through the Rocks Market, Museum of Contemporary Art (which had some.....interesting art on display) and even managed to catch a movie at Town Hall. Today included a nice chat with Tina, of whom I am glad to have cleared a few things.
I've also made the booking. After observing 1-UP very carefully over the past few days, i've decided that she should have her operation soon. Currently the vet is scheduled to take her away on Teusday night, returning her about 24 hours after. Let's just say that an enlarged vulva on a female ferret is some cause for concern. Pictures ARE coming soon though (of the ferret, not the vulva). Get your head out of the gutter!
Needless to say, i've been sleeping VERY soundly of late, dreaming of naked women, or sheep, or both. Whatever it is that people dream about nowadays. Bah, i'm so tired my capacity for sarcasm fails me. I am truly beset by evil.
The icing on the heaping dung cake however, is not my lack of sleep, or sheep, or even naked women (the loss of which is truly lamentable, but that's a different subject). It's the fact that my WoW account has been hacked, and my characters scattered to the four winds. My Shaman seems to be missing altogether. Good times! At this point i'm not entirely all that fussed about my characters being transferred by some doof who thinks he's too clever for me to do something about it. Nope, not at all. What bothers me is the invasion of privacy that the whole debacle entails. I feel like someone looked through my underwear drawer and seeing some interesting lacy items, decided to take a few souvenirs. Hell, if I knew my account was about to be hacked, I would gladly have simply given my avatars and items away. Not to the hacker of course, but to the more deserving social strata. I'll have a chat with Blizzard soon and see what can be done.
My past week hasn't been all that bad though. For what its worth, I had a lovely time out yesterday. I met up with fellow Earth Hour survivor Vanessa at Circular Quay and we proceeded on a leisurely stroll through the Rocks Market, Museum of Contemporary Art (which had some.....interesting art on display) and even managed to catch a movie at Town Hall. Today included a nice chat with Tina, of whom I am glad to have cleared a few things.
I've also made the booking. After observing 1-UP very carefully over the past few days, i've decided that she should have her operation soon. Currently the vet is scheduled to take her away on Teusday night, returning her about 24 hours after. Let's just say that an enlarged vulva on a female ferret is some cause for concern. Pictures ARE coming soon though (of the ferret, not the vulva). Get your head out of the gutter!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)