The job search continues, thus far without result. But I'm branching out! Today, instead of trawling all the depressing entry-level retail jobs available online, I went for the first two that looked interesting and didn't require prior experience: a front-desk receptionist at a hotel in Ahuriri, and a senior typist position at a girl's school. I ( Read more... )

Why do I never get work in the middle of a holiday or something? Yesterday I signed up to work for all the days that I don't have class - and then realised that I have a 30-minute presentation due in a week. This realisation hit particularly hard when, after class, Tim pulled me aside to discuss the presentation and all it would entail, including ( Read more... )

I really have been terrible about posting, haven't I? I think it's because I end up feeling guilty spending a significant amount of time writing anything that isn't course-related, but since I also bear the title of Master Procrastinator I end up writing NOTHING AT ALL. Similarly, I got stuck trying to figure out a different, better style for the ( Read more... )

So we all got up unreasonably early (by which I mean before 10) to see The A-Team. My review? AWESOMESAUCE. There is little else I can really say. I think it actually managed to be shallower than Iron Man 2, which took some doing. In the meantime, there was a midair tank-battle, ridiculous jokes, great escapes, and MOAR SHARLTO COPLEY which I ( Read more... )

... The midnight screening of Iron Man 2. What, where did you think I was going with that?

( Spoilers are transfixed by Mickey Rourke's hair. )

Tuesday: saw Kick-Ass. It does not bear much close analysis, save that, for something adapted from a Mark Millar comic, it was surprisingly lacking in things that made me want to punch someone, and was in fact fucking delightful. It is surely the best thing Nicholas Cage has been in since some long forgotten time when his name on a movie poster ( Read more... )

Jeez, it's almost enough to make me sick of the local cinema: in the last four days I've seen Clash of the Titans, The Hurt Locker and How To Train Your Dragon (again). I only enjoyed one of those unambiguously, and I will award no points for guessing which. Still, The Hurt Locker obviously had good points - but I suppose that everyone has to see a ( Read more... )

I have finally seen Avatar, and it was really, incredibly pretty. It was also filled to the brim with every cringe-worthy 'magical native' stereotype ever. If it had been a person, I would have punched it in its pretty, pretty face. That is all I will say on the subject.

Well, okay, I'm lying, because many reviews I read for How To Train Your ( Read more... )

Last night, I saw Amanda Palmer live at bar Bodega. She opened with a cover of Radiohead's "Fake Plastic Trees" scored for ukulele, and her set included a new song about how Neil Gaiman's love of Vegemite was dooming their relationship. This evening, I saw Neil Gaiman. He read poems and a bit from American Gods, and then he signed my copy of Good ( Read more... )

I don't know. It's not like nothing happened this week. I think I just periodically have moments of "Who reads this shit anyway?" and forget about it for weeks at a time.

Well, I've got to break the dam somehow. Since I last posted, I have:

1. Created and perfected a recipe for walnut biscuits. ( Anyone want a recipe? )