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One of the strangest things about working Friday night is that around ten o'clock, drunk co-workers often wander in to do things like change their pants for the ones in their locker, or watch Rove in the staffroom while drinking wine out of a brown paper bag, or look for the key to the drinks trolley. Or, of course, all of the above. It makes life so much more interesting for me - how else am I ever going to get my drunk-person fix? Certainly not by having a social life of my own, that's for sure...
Another thing that has come to my attention today is that I read incredibly slowly. Besides my inherent laziness, I can't think of any other reason why I would have only finished two of the eight novels required for English this semester. I mean, I have started seven, but I just can't seem to finish a book in less than three weeks. It's insane, and exam time looms nearer - I'm a little scared. I'll probably have to go with Plan B: write all the notes from the course in the margins of the books. I sure hope it's an open book exam, because Plan C is not exactly solid: sail through on internal assessment results.
Election tomorrow, and I'm still undecided. At least now I'm undecided between Labour and Green, rather than completely undecided. I had a worrying foray into the world of tax cut ideology last week, but thankfully remembered I have my entire life to become progressively more right-wing. It's a curse that comes with getting old, I'm sure... it's basically compulsory up to the age of at least twenty-eight to want to save the world, isn't it? And so, this is the new dilemma: to vote Labour and try to give them the lead, or to vote Green and try to get them past 5% so they can partner with Labour. I'm leaning toward Green; I never thought that would happen. But electoral vote Labour. MMP is ridiculously complicatedly simple.
I have tomorrow night off. I want to go somewhere and drink a lot, and cry if National wins.
I'm thinking I will go flatting with Abe and Shaun - I don't want to live in Paraparaumu any more, but they would be the perfect flatmates. I think I'll tell them I'll live with them over summer at least, but that when I go back to class next year I'll probably want to find a place in town. That's a good four months or so anyway, and places are so cheap out here. I'll love it, we'll get up to so much mischief... Must lose this stupid crush I have on Shaun though... bad idea.
Another thing that has come to my attention today is that I read incredibly slowly. Besides my inherent laziness, I can't think of any other reason why I would have only finished two of the eight novels required for English this semester. I mean, I have started seven, but I just can't seem to finish a book in less than three weeks. It's insane, and exam time looms nearer - I'm a little scared. I'll probably have to go with Plan B: write all the notes from the course in the margins of the books. I sure hope it's an open book exam, because Plan C is not exactly solid: sail through on internal assessment results.
Election tomorrow, and I'm still undecided. At least now I'm undecided between Labour and Green, rather than completely undecided. I had a worrying foray into the world of tax cut ideology last week, but thankfully remembered I have my entire life to become progressively more right-wing. It's a curse that comes with getting old, I'm sure... it's basically compulsory up to the age of at least twenty-eight to want to save the world, isn't it? And so, this is the new dilemma: to vote Labour and try to give them the lead, or to vote Green and try to get them past 5% so they can partner with Labour. I'm leaning toward Green; I never thought that would happen. But electoral vote Labour. MMP is ridiculously complicatedly simple.
I have tomorrow night off. I want to go somewhere and drink a lot, and cry if National wins.
I'm thinking I will go flatting with Abe and Shaun - I don't want to live in Paraparaumu any more, but they would be the perfect flatmates. I think I'll tell them I'll live with them over summer at least, but that when I go back to class next year I'll probably want to find a place in town. That's a good four months or so anyway, and places are so cheap out here. I'll love it, we'll get up to so much mischief... Must lose this stupid crush I have on Shaun though... bad idea.