*waves* Hey, I'm not dead or netless...I'm just an antisocial old git.
In case any of you were wondering...I have not fallen off the face of the earth. Last week I had to move out of the hellhouse and clean it up in this ridiculous summer heat, with one of my housemates buggering off home instead of helping out with the cleaning (him being the one responsible for most of that mess in the first place). Ideas about how to punish him are welcome, since no-one should have had to witness (let alone clean) that slob's room. I was going to kill him and hide his body, but since he's a forensics student as well as way more than twice my weight (and almost a foot taller than lil' ol' me), this option was more of an anger solution than a rational one. So I'll probably passive-aggressively ignore the idiot whenever I bump into him...or if I have to talk to him, use only the most minimal of vocabulary. But he's probably too thick to understand that I'm pissed at him. Pft. Whatever...I suck at plotting revenge.
I need to post a final meet-up post on a certain comm that I'm a member of, since I'm organising (rather pathetically, I know) this local meet-up of wives members and we still haven't got a proper head count for those attending! Gah!! That and I need to explain to the comm that I can't organise the one later on in the month since I'm heading off to Cornwall on that day.
I've recently become addicted to this Supernatural fic that has Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel and oddly enough, Anna/ Crowley (it bizarrely works), but now it appears to have disappeared from the face of lj-land, and like an addict going cold turkey from their substance of choice, I crave the chapters that I have missed. Gorrammit, the author is a legend for including blanket forts which aren't really blanket forts, and now I can't find it and it makes my inner fangirl want to roll up in a fetal position and cry (just like when JKR killed off any of my favourite characters...grr). If any of my wonderful spn friends have read this fic or recognise it, please put a link to it in the comments! It's one of the few fics I've genuinely liked for a while now, and I would hate not to be able to read the latest chapters I've missed! :(
I've finished reading Neverwhere (finally, I'm using the summer for what it's meant to be used for: READINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!) by Neil Gaiman, which is most appropriate book ever to read when you're travelling around the depths of the London Underground...the normally mundane drones of 'mind the gap' will cause a slight shiver down your spine after reading this book...or at least I like to think it should. This book has so many unique and interesting characters that are veiled with the mystery of London Below, it's ridiculously hard to put down! (Yes, this is a request, no, a demand, that you read this book if you haven't before, my delightful friends...you will not regret it!)
End of year results are being released on the 9th...I'm trying not to think about it since I'm a sucker for self-doubt. Instead, I'm reading a book on the impact humanity and fishing have had, are having, and could have on the biodiversity of the sea. I went to this open lecture last year held by the author, and although it was depressing that all these amazing creatures were hunted down and made extinct by the greed of fishermen and exploitative explorers, it seems to instill hope that the fate of today's marine wildlife maybe saved from extinction if the world's authorities and governments get their heads out of the sand and actually do something to cut down on illegal fishing. Since the lecture was only an overview of what the author was covering in his book, I'm hoping to be enlightened.
One thing that struck me as deeply hypocritical, however, is that the bloke (and other conservation lecturers and researchers) had admitted to eating rare species (indeed, the species that they were researching) whilst doing research overseas. Yes, it might be a local custom where you're staying, but still...it's a bit like going to a protest about the overfishing of blue fin tuna, then going home to relax and eat a tuna-mayo sandwich.
A lot of my rl friends are graduating or have graduated from uni, and I do feel like it's alienated me somewhat from them. I barely get to see them anymore (mostly because this uni year, they were working their asses off for their degrees), and since one of them's gone home to the Netherlands to be with her gf and family (as well as get a job), it's not like I'm going to see them much since I need to save up what little cash I have as a uni student for doing a master's degree after graduating in 2 years time *fingers crossed that I do!*.
Bah. Growing up sucks. I want to be five again, so I can play with crayons and be called talented for drawing god-awful doodles on a big pad of sugar paper.