*cough*
Gosh. I didn’t realise it’d been 23 weeks since my last post (TQ, LJ nudge option)! Actually, more than 23 weeks, since the nudge got sent a while ago…
Holy--!
I seriously need to remember to check my Hotmail add more often, since a whole lotta accounts are still registered under that email and certain PMs *glomps yin-chan* and nudges *glomps araeli & ct* get lost in the mountainous junk mail. >_<
Apologies and sorries and multiple gomennasais if I’ve worried anyone out there. And if you’ve just been irritated because you figured out my disappearing pattern ages ago, then- *hands nailbats all around*
My ass is yours.
One second for a quickie update: I’m in Canberra. :D
Yep. When was the last time I complained/celebrated about going to ANU on exchange? Probably not very many posts ago, but at LEAST four months in real time. Oh, the bureaucratic agony! …which actually wasn’t that bad. It’s the waiting that actually kills you before the red tape gets a chance to.
But. I’m. Finally. Here. It’s averaging -479402 degrees around here (more like around 0 degrees, but tell that to my wimpy tropical climate-adjusted butt) and I breathe mist and everybody WALKS EVERYWHERE around this GINORMOUS CAMPUS.
But that’s okay. Because I get to wear… a mac.
A FARKING MAC, BABEH.
…Or a trenchcoat, I think it’s called. NOT the computer brand, at any rate.
Putting that mac on in Sydney for the first time, and is the first time, I have ever looked into the mirror and thought, “I. Friggin. Rock.”
…
Okay, now you can hit me.
No wait.
Okay, now.
Holy--!
I seriously need to remember to check my Hotmail add more often, since a whole lotta accounts are still registered under that email and certain PMs *glomps yin-chan* and nudges *glomps araeli & ct* get lost in the mountainous junk mail. >_<
Apologies and sorries and multiple gomennasais if I’ve worried anyone out there. And if you’ve just been irritated because you figured out my disappearing pattern ages ago, then- *hands nailbats all around*
My ass is yours.
One second for a quickie update: I’m in Canberra. :D
Yep. When was the last time I complained/celebrated about going to ANU on exchange? Probably not very many posts ago, but at LEAST four months in real time. Oh, the bureaucratic agony! …which actually wasn’t that bad. It’s the waiting that actually kills you before the red tape gets a chance to.
But. I’m. Finally. Here. It’s averaging -479402 degrees around here (more like around 0 degrees, but tell that to my wimpy tropical climate-adjusted butt) and I breathe mist and everybody WALKS EVERYWHERE around this GINORMOUS CAMPUS.
But that’s okay. Because I get to wear… a mac.
A FARKING MAC, BABEH.
…Or a trenchcoat, I think it’s called. NOT the computer brand, at any rate.
Putting that mac on in Sydney for the first time, and is the first time, I have ever looked into the mirror and thought, “I. Friggin. Rock.”
…
Okay, now you can hit me.
No wait.
Okay, now.