Ok, brain has gone into kicking and screaming tantrum in the middle of a shopping centre mode ... here's a field guide to a species of xy chromosomsed beings ... perhaps useful for B? Although we might have to go looking for a field guide to English boys or something, so she can be prepared when she gets there (:

The laptop known as Demotivator made a trip to uni today ... not being guaranteed to be able to get to a computer with the appropriate software installed on it, it seemed like a good idea to lug along one for personal usage ... However, this didn't endear laptop and bag to back ... not much fun to carry so much stuff lopsidedly. Hmmm... lack of brain means sentence fragmentation ... Ahh well ... it's probably a deterrent, stop me from needlessly lugging computing power to uni ...

Yesterday was St Patrick's Day a month ago... it passed me by, only stopping to mark itself on a letter to Decay ... which accompanied the Mobile Suit Gundam that arrived in my hands last night through some organisational stuffing about with the Stirfry Ninja's contacts ... Fun for all the family, or something?

I suppose I should get around to attempting that thing known as study ... it's just feeling like one huge struggle ... I try to get things done, and then wonder about the relevance of the work I've done ... it seems the general feeling around with my friends in the same faculty... what on earth are we doing all this seemingly irrelevant work for? Why aren't we being taught the relevant stuff? How come the pracs don't seem to bear much resemblance to the course curriculum? Why do the lecturers blow up at us when we ask questions about how to do something, and they think we should know how already, even though we've never encountered it?