Today is the anniversary of my first day of Freedom from the JET contract, and I think also the first day I spent living as a hobo in my Ozzie friend’s apartment while she was away in Indonesia & my own hobbit-hole was being given the once-over before the new occupant arrived. I had packed all my things, shipped all my boxes to where they needed to ( Read more... )

My digital camera has just taken its 3200th photo, over the course of about five years of ownership. That's positively ancient by digital standards, but I dunno, I think it does a pretty spiffy job for a model that was new in 2003:


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Another nerd-rec: there is a comic book shop with a rather unassuming exterior near the restaurant, but inside it's kinda like the TARDIS in that it's way huger than it looks and full of shiny things & amazements. Picked up the first printed issue of Nonplayer by Nate Simpson ( Read more... )

A few days ago I realized I let my 6-month anniversary with Londinium go by unremarked...not too broken up about that as I don't really tend to make a fuss about those things, but it's interesting to look back at my paper journal and compare the state of things now to back in September.

( rambly ramblings all introspective and shit )

The Museum of Everything is wonderfully unabstracted and personable. And, until next week, home to hojillions of carnival paraphernalia and several whimsically disturbing / disturbingly whimsical pieces in Victorian taxidermist Walter Potter's oeuvre. Dunno when the next exhibition opens, but since I didn't make the dancing-lizard-arm intern cut, I ( Read more... )

And then January was nearly over...whut. Where did this month go :|a

Today: I GOT CALLED FOR AN INTERVIEW WITH THE DANCING LIZARD-ARM PEOPLE [see "stuff and things" original post belowTomorrow (technically today, but it ain't Tuesday until I have slept and woken up again): post-study work visa info session; intruding upon Super Awesome Law Prof's ( Read more... )

First up, some srs bsns.

Started scribbling away in my paper journal today, in order to get myself back on-track from a kinda sorta implosion yesterday. Yesterday I got lost, damp, self-sabotaging. Inertial through and through. Today's for moving and shaking. Today's a border for hoppin'. 11 hours and it's tomorrow, and the weekend, AND next year.

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Amidst all the frenzy of the last couple weeks, I still managed to make time for dancin' :3 [yuss, I'm in there, I promiseYussterday I was up 'til four in the morning modding an old hoodie to for my Harley costume. Finished the hat about an hour before leaving for the party. Walkin' down the streets in full make-up ( ¬ w ¬) Sadly I did not have a ( Read more... )

First, to get it out of the way: ( an Open Letter to Santa / Mr. Klaus' Interwebs Associate Elves )

A) If x = shit you gotta get done and y = number of incidental distractions that crop up during the day, for every increase in x over the value of 2, y increases explonentially* towards ∞

2) Paintballs hurt like a mofo :|

三）There is ALWAYS time for a shared meal. If there isn't time, you reach into the squishy underbelly of your day-planner and ( Read more... )