Um... you get a Droidy running around trying to finish things and then getting frustrated when they're not working, only to give up til the other assignment is handed in, and then feel like there isn't much point in reconstructing the whole thing because that would involve too much rewriting for only 3 hours. Or less. Then watch the botheredness meter drop, and the report gets done very quickly. At least I documented my bugs?
Guess, what? It's Friday again ...
void getToDecaysPlace(droidy)
{
if (atHome(decay))
{
huggle(decay);
}
else
{
jumpOnComputer();
}
}
What do I do when I get to the other homes? Um... when I get to the place where grandma lives, I usually go to bed. If it's my parents place, I'll probably be found unloading the dishwasher, or making myself a coffee
Ok, now to scoot off to uni to hand in this here assignment thingy, and to have a 2 hour practical lab, the only one for the semester for this subject ... argh?

That was courtesy of fourplay dude peter ... who appears to be alive and updating again ... yay!
Meanwhile, geek yourself out ... and some groan-worthy jokes ...
Ok, time to get this program working once and for all ... it's driving me insane... should've been all done by Tuesday night except that it doesn't.
And ... it's election week! What does this mean for me? Um... it means staying away from the Union building even more than I do normally. I don't keep up with university politics anymore than I follow Australian politics, and as such, I don't really think my vote would actually mean all that much ... Sure, I read a bit of the Student Paper, but that was more to keep me awake in lectures than anything else... but I really don't like being harassed by people trying to get me to vote... perhaps I'll make it my mission to vote only once in my entire time here? Next year, perhaps?
I think I need a new wrist... I'm not sure how I killed it but it really doesn't like being moved in a typing way... well, it's ok if it's still straight, but not ok when it's angled to the left or right or up or down ...
And now, for your dose of silliness ... behold, Manties! Test your deviance! ... Beauty Analysis, and go drive someone else insane ... links courtesy of the usual sources...
More Friday Five-itude...
This evening's fun and games was to go see how the photos taken by Brett Jacques Photography turned out, and to pick out what we wanted to get for the parentals, and various other shots ...
The actual shots were taken on 8th September, a nice blustery day with much cloudiness ... not exactly the kind of day you'd want to walk barefoot on the beach but hey... took some shots by a brick wall, by some beach huts, sitting on a bench, and in a patch of reedy things ... The whole experience was really fun, not too much set posing going on, more of the non-repeatable shots ...
We saw the results of the shoot today, projected onto a screen. No paper proofs, but pretty damn good quality digital images ... definitely not good enough to enlarge and print off, but definitely good enough for computer screen viewing ... we sat there and picked through various shots, which one would go to the parentals, which other ones we liked ... neither of the pictures of just Decay, or just me turned out too well - without my glasses I have a tendency to look um... losted? It would've been really really nice to be able to afford to buy all the prints, but we haven't planted that money tree thing yet... can't find the seeds!
In the end we picked 6 shots, ready to be picked up in about a month's time ... we'll be getting a digital copy of the low-res pics used in the projection also, which we'll make use of somewhere on TGI... Rantspace ... so ... yay! There are now photos of me and Decay all together and everything! Decay found it funny that they picked up on the fact that we'd been entered twice ... fyi, I think it was B's entry that was picked out as the winner... (who was it who put my surname?) but I can't quite tell... I haven't seen much of Em or B's handwriting for a long time now!
Ok, I better get to doing some reading up for this here essay I'm supposed to be writing ... being distracted droidy at the moment...
... would you like fries with that? It's lovely and rainy and no traipsing in to uni for me today... instead, I went in to do some work for the parentals, which never actually got done because it wasn't ready for me to do... what a waste of a morning then? I did some reading, attempted the newspaper crossword, and wondered why on earth people leave telling things until there's a massive backlog of things to tell...
[15:34] Droidy: can I be completely floored or something? [15:34] DK@Work: ? [15:34] Droidy: ok, where to start? [15:34] DK@Work: um [15:35] DK@Work: do you want me to ring? [15:36] Droidy: this has to do with me moving back home, you moving to grandma's when I move out/your lease runs out, my parents having bought a piece of land and building, the grandparentals in canada and parentals having to visit them next year and chuck a big party, and me finishing uni, finding a job and the whole getting married thing [15:36] Droidy: which bit did you want to hear first? [15:36] DK@Work: um... [15:36] DK@Work: get your phone [15:36] Droidy: it's here [15:36] DK@Work: ring ring
That's the summary of events. What do I think about it? I keep thinking I should be so much more grateful to my parents than I'm feeling, but the way they're going about organising stuff isn't really they way I envisaged things to be happening at all ... which makes me sound like spolit-brat-droidy, but really, all I want to do is to be married already to Decay ... I do understand that the parentals want to make things easier for us and all, but ... refer to question above?
While I'm here, have some Lego, and some cake ... Right, work. Um... I should be a whole lot more worried than I am at the moment. Exam time table was released not long ago, and I have exams on the second, third, fourth, fiifth, sixth and eighth days of the exam timetable. This would be from Tuesday 28 October to Wednesday 6 November. I get the second week's Tuesday off. One thing I can say is that it's nice that I'll finish early... Not so nice thinking is how I'm going to manage to get through the exams in the first place... What was I on about? Oh yeah... work ...
First things first:
- What was/is your favorite subject in school? Why? My favourite subjects always tended towards the maths and sciences in school ... For a couple of years I also liked my English classes, but that might've been something to do with having a decent teacher. It was such a satisfying feeling completing work for maths, or getting to make pretty coloured solution things in chemisty ... and all that fun equipment!
- Who was your favorite teacher? Why? That would have to be "Sholtz", my English teacher for a couple of years, and my Chinese teacher for a couple of years also. He made me want to do the work, and the age gap between him and his students wasn't so big so he was really approachable ...
- What is your favorite memory of school? Umm... I don't know. I can romanticise it now and say it wasn't all that bad, and sometimes there was good stuff too, with the benefit of time since I finished high school, but I do remember feeling like I didn't fit in more often than not... it was better in the senior years, once I'd found my feet and my friends though. Nothing really sticks out as a favourite memory though...
- What was your favorite recess game? *giggle* ... in Primary School, B and I used to play some sort of game involving witches and hiding and something ... when I switched schools, I became a bit of a terror on the monkey bars, doing lots of backflips and handstands and cartwheels and the splits, since one of my friends was a gymnast ...
- What did you hate most about school? Hmmm... the whole feeling of not fitting in, and thinking that people were being friends with me out of pity rather than anything else. The work was fine, the normal but weirded out brain was not ... Ahh well, I'm happy with who I am now... broken brain and all!
For those requesting a review of the photo shoot thing, I'm waiting til we see the proofs before I do my ramble...
Meanwhile, check out em's big post over here, and some Japanese culture bites over here ... check out the Gameboy Boots ... and possibly more Engrish to peruse... speaking of Engrish, you can buy such culinary delights as collon and pocari sweat at our usual asian food grocer... I didn't buy either of those items today, preferring to get some pocky instead... pocky is good...
Headache gone ... time to do work!
... How long is a piece of string again? Yes, we're back, and with a shiny new domain name and everything ... wow ... hosting provided by Segment Publishing, brother of the one we know as waferbaby ... much yayitude? However, the whole posting thing is supposed to wait for after I do some study, so I might pass everything this semester. A lot has happened in the last few days, including the photo shoot, and me filling in for tenns tomorrow night ... And there's also that one year to the day thing with those "should be cartoon moments but instead are from real live scary life" ... kind of overshadows the other year to the day thing two days before... But, I have a pile of books for me to get through... yay.
Short note here to say a few things:
Mmm... DJ Shadow on radio ... Ok. Time to do some work. I'll veg tonight by reading bridal magazine crap during the breaks between playing tennis.
Long time no type... relatively speaking. Essay was completed, handed in, then we headed to Foster for the weekend... I got to drive this time, because Decay was driving his Dad's car back to save his parentals from having to drive two cars back late at night ... Fairly uneventful drive, many people tailgating, with misaligned headlights, being a fair bit unsafe on the roads, but I didn't feel too freaked out only sort of knowing where I was going. Stopped at KFC in Leongatha, and left the Elspeth in the car... figured out later that the dudes from Brett Jacques Photography had rung, probably to arrange a time ... then Decay got to follow someone who didn't know how to drive around corners... poor Ginger was asleep in the back of the car, and after a rather abrupt application of the brakes due to the ineptitude of the driver infront of Decay, she slid off the back seat, and was startled awake by the jolt of landing on the car floor ... whoops! Nah she survived...
Arrived at around 8:30pm, decided I didn't feel like doing work quite yet so some Dungeon Siege action happened while the footy was on ... it was a wonderful weekend... lots of time with Decay, seeing really really big white windmills in action, tiring the Ginger out by getting her to chase tennis balls, and watching logs burn in the fireplace... Decay did 9 holes at the golfcourse with the paternal unit, I had a small sleep-in... I did eventually get some work done, and then it was time to head back to Melbourne ... weekends aren't anywhere near long enough!
Sunday was of course Father's Day... This year, we actually found a golf tutorial DVD, which just said Buy me for Dad! written all over it ... he liked it, but there were too many conflicting methods to perfect your golf shots... we'll have to try for another golfing related DVD sometime...
Monday marked the demise of the Morning Fresh bottle, which has lasted 5 times longer than the bottle of Trix ... which means that the 69% increase in price is well worth it... since now, it would've cost $14.75 in Trix detergent to last the same time that the Morning Fresh has lasted. In this time, I think we've had people over for dinner maybe once a month, plus 4 weeks when Decay's Dad was living here, plus every Monday night in semester 2 when I've been playing tennis, so even with the apparent increase in washing up due to more than one person, this bottle of dish washing detergent has defied logic by lasting this long... at one point I was thinking we had some sort of bottomless bottle of detergent on my hands, but once I verbalised that thought, the detergent started being noticeably used ... thus continues my highly unscientific investigation into dish washing detergents ...
I'm sitting here fretting because my brain doesn't seem to want to work, and I'm going to have to threaten it with something if it doesn't shape up and let me finish this next assignment ... I'm getting annoyed with myself that I'm taking longer than I think I should to complete work ... damn brain ... can I have a new one that works ?