organica

Confusion reigns.

In the latest of misfortunes to beset me this year, my house got burgled last Monday night. 370 worth of my stuff taken plus my wallet. Even if I had insurance I couldn't have claimed on it - my housemates left the front door unlocked so it wasn't forced entry. Still, a lesson learnt relatively painlessly because nothing vital got stolen.

In other news... I...
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Can gain access to the site again. This is a very good thing, I was getting Suicide Girl withdrawal. Can't go cold turkey with an addiction this bad after all.

Have just acquired a LiveJournal, which will definately get updated a hell of a lot more than this one. If people are interested in finding out the slovely things I get up to on a day-to-day basis you can find it at:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/organica

Nothing much else to tell really. Mostly just messing around with music on various computers.

Once again unto the breach. Cheered up a little now. Managed to go out and have a good night in Blackpool, which is something of an achievement for me. Miserable bastard that I am. Out of pure interest, does anyone actually read my Journal or am I spouting shit at myself?

Back home once more after the shittiest term of my life. Not that anyone is reading this anyway, I suppose. But to cut a long story short - got dumped, lost my housemate for next year, lost a housemate for this year (which means paying the remainder of her rent), lost a number of friends and managed to do fuck all work towards my degree...
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Several sources of stress have produced a kind of negative relaxation vortex in my head at the moment. And I have new red braids. That's it.

Back to York tomorrow to face up to my hideous university course and a semi-psychotic housemate. The joys of student life. And it's not even as if I can drink myself into a stupor like the rest of them do. Well, technically I could but I wouldn't be very happy with myself for doing so. On the plus side it means I'm not here. Which...
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My mind is on standby and my body is feeding back. Went out to a metal club last night for the first time in about 2 months - in fact, the first time I've been to a decent club since early summer. I'm sure if I'm bound for an early death it will be from a dancing-related cardiac arrest, should know when to stop. Every...
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Back at home for the holidays. Blackpool is a tedious hole of anti-entertainment. Although I suppose I can't complain, having received a new p.a./deck setup and new speakers from my folks. More power to blast peoples eardrums in. Yummy. Can't wait for the return to York however, bring on the academic apathy the holiday is too stressful.

And so to Wales tomorrow to sink my hands into mud for 3 weeks. This is true, although perhaps with more reason behind it than I am letting on. In any case it will most likely be a dull 3 weeks unless by some sparkling chance I come across someone interesting while I am there. Hope springs eternal