Korlis Ran out of steam halfway through attempting to tidy the place... ordered a pizza instead.
I’m private
Off to Prague! Well, in the morning, anyhow. Back in a week, hopefully stocked with absinthe and photography.
Having spent Thursday through Saturday in various states of drunk, hammered, hungover, tipsy, half-dead, and caffeinated (delete as applicable, according to time of day and location in county), I'm now more or less back to normal. Though the red wine at the farm dyed my lips black, and I still haven't got it off.
I got my A-Level results back on Thursday, and with them, I'm now officially at University. Well, I'm in university, or something. My lexicon is failing me. But whatever, I've got in to the University of Leeds, doing Japanese. On Friday morning I woke up bleary-eyed and craving death to discover a stack of mail with various acception, rejection, and finance letters, plus an envelope from the Department of East Asian Studies telling me that if I wanted, I could go read some Murakami and watch Beat Takeshi movies as practice.
No, seriously.
Unfortunately, and in far less polite terms, it then informed that I should get the fuck off my ass, order five books (mmm, expensive - and frigging difficult seeing as though the titles were all in Japanese and hey, I don't actually read that yet), and then start practicing hiragana and katakana. And also, that I need no less than nine passport-sized photographs, which means cleaning up and hauling my unkempt self down to the nearest photomatography machine. I'm gonna get more than nine, so I can finally update my actual passport and hopefully not look like a stoned and/or stunningly villainous Eastern European terrorist on it. Not that I mind that whole vibe, but my hair is two feet longer, I've grown a beard, and started wearing glasses 24/7 since my original passport photo, and immigration gives me funny looks.
One week till Prague.
I got my A-Level results back on Thursday, and with them, I'm now officially at University. Well, I'm in university, or something. My lexicon is failing me. But whatever, I've got in to the University of Leeds, doing Japanese. On Friday morning I woke up bleary-eyed and craving death to discover a stack of mail with various acception, rejection, and finance letters, plus an envelope from the Department of East Asian Studies telling me that if I wanted, I could go read some Murakami and watch Beat Takeshi movies as practice.
No, seriously.
Unfortunately, and in far less polite terms, it then informed that I should get the fuck off my ass, order five books (mmm, expensive - and frigging difficult seeing as though the titles were all in Japanese and hey, I don't actually read that yet), and then start practicing hiragana and katakana. And also, that I need no less than nine passport-sized photographs, which means cleaning up and hauling my unkempt self down to the nearest photomatography machine. I'm gonna get more than nine, so I can finally update my actual passport and hopefully not look like a stoned and/or stunningly villainous Eastern European terrorist on it. Not that I mind that whole vibe, but my hair is two feet longer, I've grown a beard, and started wearing glasses 24/7 since my original passport photo, and immigration gives me funny looks.
One week till Prague.
Watched two movies today: Adaptation and House of Flying Daggers. House is pretty odd, kind of unsatisfactory in the ending department, or... not, I dunno. I'm not a massive fan of the Chinese wire-fu genre (Hero/House/Crouching Tiger etc), I prefer more visceral martial arts, but I can't deny they're beautifully conceived and shot, and the choreography is just insane.
Adaptation is one of the best films I've seen in a while, just stunning. I don't really know what else to say about it. Cage looks terrible in it (in a good way). Kaufman rocks.
Heh, my "makes me sad" in my profile takes up more space than "makes me happy". Sounds about right.
Adaptation is one of the best films I've seen in a while, just stunning. I don't really know what else to say about it. Cage looks terrible in it (in a good way). Kaufman rocks.
Heh, my "makes me sad" in my profile takes up more space than "makes me happy". Sounds about right.
I'm currently infatuated with Thea Gilmore's music (well, the snippets I can yoink from her website, anyway). Particularly Resurrection Men and This Girl is Taking Bets, and Avalanche is just beautiful. She's now on my list of "people whose music I need to purchase if only I had money with which to do so".
Well, that, and remember to actually buy some CDs when I do have money. (Like now, but it's allegedly on one side for Europe. Which I still haven't booked. Damnit).
Spent most of today re-watching episodes of Lost after figuring out how to connect my laptop to the TV (oh, that involved a lot of guesswork). My bandage-wrapped knuckles, pale imitations of Charlie's, got a repair too with some new surgical tape and a once-over with a Sharpie (they still read FATE, but now in much larger letters).
My ear piercing, the one giving me hassle, has finally started to heal (though writing thusly will probably guarantee I'll wake up with it dropping off) having gone at it with some trea tree oil. That really seems to have done the trick.
Now I'm going back to wading through Tehanu, the fourth Earthsea book.
Well, that, and remember to actually buy some CDs when I do have money. (Like now, but it's allegedly on one side for Europe. Which I still haven't booked. Damnit).
Spent most of today re-watching episodes of Lost after figuring out how to connect my laptop to the TV (oh, that involved a lot of guesswork). My bandage-wrapped knuckles, pale imitations of Charlie's, got a repair too with some new surgical tape and a once-over with a Sharpie (they still read FATE, but now in much larger letters).
My ear piercing, the one giving me hassle, has finally started to heal (though writing thusly will probably guarantee I'll wake up with it dropping off) having gone at it with some trea tree oil. That really seems to have done the trick.
Now I'm going back to wading through Tehanu, the fourth Earthsea book.
"Everyone has their own deity. Yours probably has an unhealthy interest in cake."
Messenger conversations always get the best quotes.
My latest piercing is still giving me gyp (despite being at least a couple of months old now... this is what I get for going to the Monster Shop), so Plan G or so is to break out the tea tree oil from a friend's aromatherapy box and apply it as liberally as the tiny bottle will allow and see what happens. Hopefully before my ear falls off
The fell laptop is now overheating at even lighter provocations, so Tuesday (and the hoped-for delivery of new parts) can't come sooner. I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to distract myself with tomorrow that doesn't involve the computer. Family Guy marathon perhaps, or I could actually do something with the guitar having gone to the trouble of digging it out of the cupboards >.<
Messenger conversations always get the best quotes.
My latest piercing is still giving me gyp (despite being at least a couple of months old now... this is what I get for going to the Monster Shop), so Plan G or so is to break out the tea tree oil from a friend's aromatherapy box and apply it as liberally as the tiny bottle will allow and see what happens. Hopefully before my ear falls off
The fell laptop is now overheating at even lighter provocations, so Tuesday (and the hoped-for delivery of new parts) can't come sooner. I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to distract myself with tomorrow that doesn't involve the computer. Family Guy marathon perhaps, or I could actually do something with the guitar having gone to the trouble of digging it out of the cupboards >.<
I sort of fixed the pic... though now I look kinda pink. Or maybe I am kinda pink. Who knows.
So my attempts to upload a very, very out of date photo of me ended up with my pic being a very, very squished photo of me.
Oops. Should fix that when I'm not too lazy. And stuck using MS Paint (One of these days I'll get around to installing paint shop again...)
My laptop is once more dancing with death, and tech support informs me the heat sink for the graphics card is to blame. Replacement parts are allegedly in the mail. I no longer trust Alienware after the Great Laptop Fiasco of 2004. In the meantime, I'm playing a game of Half-Life 2 made slightly more interesting with the threat of overheating and shutting down at the most lowly of provocations.
Three weeks till I get my exam results, four weeks till I (theoretically) fly out to Prague for the Eastern Europe tour. I still have no money. This should be interesting.
Oops. Should fix that when I'm not too lazy. And stuck using MS Paint (One of these days I'll get around to installing paint shop again...)
My laptop is once more dancing with death, and tech support informs me the heat sink for the graphics card is to blame. Replacement parts are allegedly in the mail. I no longer trust Alienware after the Great Laptop Fiasco of 2004. In the meantime, I'm playing a game of Half-Life 2 made slightly more interesting with the threat of overheating and shutting down at the most lowly of provocations.
Three weeks till I get my exam results, four weeks till I (theoretically) fly out to Prague for the Eastern Europe tour. I still have no money. This should be interesting.
