Can't fail all the time (can't fail all the time)
I am a silly goose and have done something to my arm. It doesn't bend the same way as the other one and it hurts. Damn muscles. I am injured all over the show.
BUT BUT I am officially working in Christchurch all the time now - no more Palmy unless something UNFORSEEN happens, which it probably will, knowing 2011 and its love for the UNFORSEEN. Tomorrow is my first day unpacking, weeding, cleaning, sorting and reshelving at the new library building, which is still technically a building site. I haven't been there for a couple of weeks, so I don't know what I'm walking into. I will take my lucky headlight and hope.
ALSO, TWO no THREE items of EXCITING NEWS!
1, I passed my business case assignment. The one I was certain was going to murder me. I am now rather giddy in the knowledge that I am not an utter failure. It's nice. I EVEN had it marked by the harsher of the two markers, which probably didn't make a difference because they consult, but still. I walked into South today and Katie hugged me congratulations, which was shocking because HOW DID SHE KNOW? (Answer: my mother, obviously. The library grapevine is legendary.)
2, (and this probably deserved its own excited post) AMANDA PALMER AND OH ALSO THE FUCKING DRESDEN DOLLS are touring NZ in January!
ARE THERE ENOUGH EXCLAMATION MARKS IN THE WORLD??
So I just hope.... hope it all works out. Hope I get to see them and hope everyone else who missed out in February gets to see her/them too.
Two thousand tweeeeeeeeeelve!
3, Laura Marling in Auckland ALSO in January!!!
TWO THOUSAND TWEEEEELVE!!
Today EQC came and looked around the house. They looked at the bras on the wall. "Interesting decorations..." they said.
"Wall supports," I said, Leah looked at me funny.
"Are they covering up cracks?"
"Nope, that's usually underwear's job," I said.
"That's your daughter," Leah said accusingly to Dad.
"No she's not," said Dad.
We are probably getting the living room re-wallpapered, which is exciting. Lara desperately wants to get rid of her bird wallpaper (that me an Peter picked out specially when we were ickle) too. Most of the house is fine as far as I know, just a few little things. Lara thought I was silly for pointing out all the things wrong with the house that wasn't the earthquakes fault (that window's been broken for ages. That door sticks! But only when its wet. That door used to stick but doesn't anymore! That crack has been there since 1994 says Dad.) I was just trying to be helpful. They were very polite and lovely.
Dad said my room looked like a five minute tidy job. He doesn't know I spent three hours on it on Sunday. I don't know what I did with those three hours other than creep slowly down the Sneaky Hate Spiral. eg: WHO LEFT THIS ROOM IN THIS STATE? WHY AM I SUCH A MESS? I AM SICK OF THIS SONG. WHY DO I KEEP RUNNING INTO THINGS? OH MY GOD IS THE WASHING MASHINE FINISHED ALREADY WHY CAN'T I HEAR THE BEEP FROM MY ROOM? WHAT THE FUCK IS A SPIDER DOING BUILDING ITS WEB BETWEEN THAT TREE AND THE WASHING LINE AND IN FRONT OF MY FACE!? AUUUUGHH!
So me and Leah watched The Almighty Johnsons and drank calming tea.
Ooh, and Saturday we went to Roller Derby, which was awesome. I haven't watched a sport in a million years and the atmosphere was weird, the competitiveness, which I am not used to. I don't really like backing random teams because I feel crappy when they lose and stupidly smug when they win and what is the point? I mean I know millions of people get behind teams and there's all this gung ho pride about it (I'm looking at you, rugby) but bleaaagh. So in the end I just cheered everytime someone did something awesome, or whenever anyone fell down. There were drunk pirates behind us and the announcer made wanking jokes (HEY LOOK, WOMEN, OOOOMG!! Let us comment on their hotness instead of their skill mkay!?) but mostly the audience seemed not like douchebags.
The next game is at Pioneer on the 12th of November which is when I'm in Te Anau BUT people should totally go. And then Lara and Ness should join up so I actually have a reason to pick a side and cheer for it.
Right, painkillers time. Goddamn arm.
BUT BUT I am officially working in Christchurch all the time now - no more Palmy unless something UNFORSEEN happens, which it probably will, knowing 2011 and its love for the UNFORSEEN. Tomorrow is my first day unpacking, weeding, cleaning, sorting and reshelving at the new library building, which is still technically a building site. I haven't been there for a couple of weeks, so I don't know what I'm walking into. I will take my lucky headlight and hope.
ALSO, TWO no THREE items of EXCITING NEWS!
1, I passed my business case assignment. The one I was certain was going to murder me. I am now rather giddy in the knowledge that I am not an utter failure. It's nice. I EVEN had it marked by the harsher of the two markers, which probably didn't make a difference because they consult, but still. I walked into South today and Katie hugged me congratulations, which was shocking because HOW DID SHE KNOW? (Answer: my mother, obviously. The library grapevine is legendary.)
2, (and this probably deserved its own excited post) AMANDA PALMER AND OH ALSO THE FUCKING DRESDEN DOLLS are touring NZ in January!
ARE THERE ENOUGH EXCLAMATION MARKS IN THE WORLD??
So I just hope.... hope it all works out. Hope I get to see them and hope everyone else who missed out in February gets to see her/them too.
Two thousand tweeeeeeeeeelve!
3, Laura Marling in Auckland ALSO in January!!!
TWO THOUSAND TWEEEEELVE!!
Today EQC came and looked around the house. They looked at the bras on the wall. "Interesting decorations..." they said.
"Wall supports," I said, Leah looked at me funny.
"Are they covering up cracks?"
"Nope, that's usually underwear's job," I said.
"That's your daughter," Leah said accusingly to Dad.
"No she's not," said Dad.
We are probably getting the living room re-wallpapered, which is exciting. Lara desperately wants to get rid of her bird wallpaper (that me an Peter picked out specially when we were ickle) too. Most of the house is fine as far as I know, just a few little things. Lara thought I was silly for pointing out all the things wrong with the house that wasn't the earthquakes fault (that window's been broken for ages. That door sticks! But only when its wet. That door used to stick but doesn't anymore! That crack has been there since 1994 says Dad.) I was just trying to be helpful. They were very polite and lovely.
Dad said my room looked like a five minute tidy job. He doesn't know I spent three hours on it on Sunday. I don't know what I did with those three hours other than creep slowly down the Sneaky Hate Spiral. eg: WHO LEFT THIS ROOM IN THIS STATE? WHY AM I SUCH A MESS? I AM SICK OF THIS SONG. WHY DO I KEEP RUNNING INTO THINGS? OH MY GOD IS THE WASHING MASHINE FINISHED ALREADY WHY CAN'T I HEAR THE BEEP FROM MY ROOM? WHAT THE FUCK IS A SPIDER DOING BUILDING ITS WEB BETWEEN THAT TREE AND THE WASHING LINE AND IN FRONT OF MY FACE!? AUUUUGHH!
So me and Leah watched The Almighty Johnsons and drank calming tea.
Ooh, and Saturday we went to Roller Derby, which was awesome. I haven't watched a sport in a million years and the atmosphere was weird, the competitiveness, which I am not used to. I don't really like backing random teams because I feel crappy when they lose and stupidly smug when they win and what is the point? I mean I know millions of people get behind teams and there's all this gung ho pride about it (I'm looking at you, rugby) but bleaaagh. So in the end I just cheered everytime someone did something awesome, or whenever anyone fell down. There were drunk pirates behind us and the announcer made wanking jokes (HEY LOOK, WOMEN, OOOOMG!! Let us comment on their hotness instead of their skill mkay!?) but mostly the audience seemed not like douchebags.
The next game is at Pioneer on the 12th of November which is when I'm in Te Anau BUT people should totally go. And then Lara and Ness should join up so I actually have a reason to pick a side and cheer for it.
Right, painkillers time. Goddamn arm.