Jingle Bells - Trans-Siberian Orchestra

Woo! Going to Perth is coming up to damn fast, and still, no preparation has been made what-so-ever. No, thats not true, I printed out my little.. thing.. that needs presenting at the desk in order to get a boarding pass. Yep, you can tell, I'm a real plane veteran, huh.

No, no. This'll be my second ever flight. SECOND. Yes, I'm aware I've gone on as many flights as decades I've lived, almost. Whats more, this'll be my first ever ALONE. I'm.. um. Kinda scared, really. Very scared actually. But don't you dare tell my parents. They might explode. And then I'll feel morally obliged to clean up their mess and like, plan a funeral or something, instead of going to Perth.

Speaking of.. planes. And parents exploding. My dad came home from a 6 week trek about Europe the other day. Obnoxious and hurtful as usual. I'd say more so really, coz he hasn't had to remember that other people have feelings for a little while now, so I guess he's out of practice. But in his usual style, he made an attempt at buying our love with many a gift from the continent. Which was not UNappreciated. I have gaudy jewellery from Paris, stylish/pretentious sketches from Salzburg and an HUNGARIAN SHAWL. Its friggin awesome. Apparently he wanted to get me the whole outfit/dress thing, which SHOCK HORROR, did sound lovely. But at this point he'd lost all his important cards and things, and was thus on a fairly limited budget.

Oh man. I love my brother. Best relationship EVER. I say this, because he just called, speicifcally to talk to me, not my dad, who's been overseas for six weeks. And we just talk CRAP at each other. And its SO funny. I have a few people who I'm really at my best with, and Chris is one of those people. So damn funny.

For example, one concept we've come up with is the 'marathon marathon'. I want a Firefly marathon. He was having an X-Files craving (completely unlike him) and wants a marathon of that, and he, his friend (his name momentarily escapes me) and I already have plan for yet another Star Wars marathon. So really, we couldn't be more geeky. Or, y'know. Tired. But yeah! Marathon marathon. Its something we should look into.

So! Sydney uni after exams celebrations! They were exciting. A hearty pub lunch at the Lansdowne Hotel, which is always nice. Surrounded by people I haven't seen in a good long time, and indeed, people I've never laid eyes on in my life. Such as one 'Matt' who threw himself at me after I hugged Greg. Weird kid! But, I like it. Also, romantic, slow dancing on Broadway with Emma, in the rain! Who can go wrong?! Surely not I!

But yes, this was followed by karaoke! Which is ALWAYS fun. Particularly when with an enjoyable group! Which, I do believe I was. So yes, much fun. I do love me a bit of karaoke. But yeah, don't over do it. Anyway, I had to leave 'relatively' early to be back at home in time for a clarinet lesson. Which yeah, he cancelled an HOUR before because his brother was over from 'Saudi'. See, I don't know. That doesn't seem like the sort of thing that is a last minute plan. He couldn't have called yesterday? So I could hang wit mah bros in the city s'more? No? No. Goddamn.

Also, work wasn't entirely as bad as I'd expected it to be. I had planned to go with the intention of being a complete moody bitch to these people who I'm.. having issues with. But when they don't know you're pissed off at them, I just couldn't be a bitch for no reason. So I was NICE. What the hell is that. "I'll show them.. with SMILES!"

Kathryn's, on Saturday night. Thats always fun. Made less fun by stupid buses and trains, but aside from travelling, much fun was had. Bonding, alcohol, and frikkin brilliant pizza. You can't really go wrong.

Until you realise its 3am and you've got to stumble home on the train.

The train which isn't working. So you need to wait half an hour in the cold for a bus.

A bus full of crazies.

If ever again I hear what could only be described as 'the queen of all bimbos' proclaim loudly that "I can't STAND stupid people!" ... I will not be held responsible for any beatings, maimings, or explosions that may occur.

But yes. Good time had by all. "Wimbledon" is a good movie to watch if you're slightly drunk and feel in need of a laugh. I should point out though, its not really a comedy. But really, what else could it be?

Oh man. I guess I should think about what I'm going to take away with me. And y'know, maybe do some washing. Or something. I don't know. I don't want to plan! I just want to DO! Is that so bad! I need a servant. Possibly an Aerial Servant. Man, worst BG spell ever. "By servant we mean.. yeah, its gonna attack things. Just like everything else."

Chris is coming home on Tuesday! Possibly to drive me to the airport at a ridiculous hour the following morning! Hooray! I sense indian food, somehow. Possibly through Knowledge (Indian). Or something. Man, can you tell I'm craving a nerd hit?

Holy crap. I rediscovered the delights of playing my Nymph, experiencing non-woodland things for the first time, as a character the other day. She is my very favourite. I do so love her. But yeah, 'nuff said.

But yeah, no nerding in Perth, I imagine. Or, alternatively, infinitely more. Who can say?! So I need as many hits now, to tide me over. Make with the plans, Tom.

You can roll my d20, baby.

Oh god. That didn't even make sense. Let your imaginations run wild. WILD!

Hentai! Tom says I talk about it with everyone. I hadn't noticed, myself. I think its absolute rubbish. Hentai, I mean, not what Tom said. But yeah, no porn isn't creepy enough yet, lets ANIMATE IT and make these poor animated souls do disgusting and sometimes completely impossible things. Yes? Yes? No.

Anime is a strange thing. I'm quite fond of the anime STYLE of drawing, with the willowy figures and the hair going everywhere, and all that. Not so much its style of story-telling in most cases, I can't really get into it. But yes, WHY corrupt such a elaborate and graceful style of art, by making hardcore porn out of it? WHY?! You don't see... hardcore comtemporary art porn. Or hardcore impressionism porn. Ok, so the anime style, isn't quite so 'high culture' as all that. But I enjoy it a lot more, in most cases. So WHY break it? Sigh.

But really, purple hair? What were they thinking.