So, um...

I know I said we were going to have a chat about our Christmas plans. But then I had dinner, took a nap and watched a James Bond film. Priorities.

Forgive me? I've been sick...

Hey everyone!

I hope you're having a wonderful Christmas. I certainly am. But that's another story for another post. Right now, I just have some changes to talk about.

First up: You may have noticed that their aren't anymore ads on the blog. That's because I will (all going well) be getting ads through project wonderful from now on. I can choose how big I want the ads, and what I want to allow. It's a much better system that Google Adsense, and I recommend it to everyone thinking about getting ads (or advertising, which I'm also doing).

Nextly, I've changed some other stuff up in the colour schemes and stuff. It's barely anything, though, so you probably didn't even notice. I'm still really happy with the swirly stuff going on in the background.

I do apologise for the lack of posts this month. Christmas kind of snuck up on me. I'll try to post about what happened over my Christmas soon after this post, and you can expect a post on the 1st of January.

That's really all I've got happening at the moment. Merry Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Festivus/Any others I can't think of Everyone!

HOLY SHIT!

Guys! I have a store now! If you'll direct your gaze upward, in my page bar, you'll see a brand new link  to my store. It has some stuff in it, and I'm adding stuff all the time.

Honestly, this is mostly a dumping ground for my stupid humour. But, really, if you like my blog, you'll  probably enjoy some of the stuff in the store.

I've also updated the Awesome Button, so don't forget to click that too!

Important announcy things

I just remembered that today was the day I'm telling you who one the Christmas giveaway.

The winner is:
Kat! "Then one foggy christmas eve Santa came to say, "Rudolf with your nose so bright, won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"

I'll send off her prize tomorrow (Monday). Congrats and thanks to everyone who entered!

My first (and probably last) promotiony thing

Hi guys.

I know I'm not usually the sort of person who does this, but since many of my friends here are also bloggers, this giveaway is something you should certainly look into.

Rainy Kaye (Blogger, writer) is holding a giveaway for what I assume will kind of be like an ad on her blog (I'm a little fuzzy on the details). She gets a heap of traffic, so it's totally worth it to enter. But you also shouldn't, because I want to win :)

Anyway, just click here to get whisked away to this awesome competition.

Things that make me stupidly happy

We all have those things that can cheer us up, even when we're in the worst of mood. Some we can explain, some we can't. This is a list of mine. Share yours in the comments!

Escalators:
Not all escalators. Just certain ones. There's this one company here in Australia that makes elevators and escalators. They're the ones I like. Why? Because their name is Schindler's Lifts.

Mr Blue Sky by ELO:

Just listen to it. Happiest song ever.

Travel mugs:

This is one of my inexplicable ones. I'm happy when I drink out of travel mugs. Possibly because it's usually 5 am and the start of a road trip, but even when I'm late to work and so must drink my morning coffee on the go.

Tim tams:

Do you American people have timtams? If not, remind me to send you some. They are a chocolate biscuit that's coated in chocolate, and I have a massive sweet tooth for timtams. There's like a million different varieties, but I'm a classic girl.

Climbing trees:

This one can be traced back to my childhood, when climbing trees was badass because you'd get in heaps of trouble from the teachers if they caught you. I was one of the awesomest people in my school (before I was the weirdest) and climbing trees still makes me feel badass. It's one of my favourite things to do well drunk.

That's all I can think of now, but this is another list I'll absolutely be adding to.

Don't forget about my Christmas giveaway. I'm totally adamant that this competition is going to go well. Just be the 7th person to email me your favourite Christmas carol (or last person, if we don't have 7 entries) before the 9th of December and you can win a heap of awesome stuff! 

38 fucking degrees!

That's how hot it was in Melbourne today. That's 12 degrees below half way to the boiling point of water. Yeah, Americans. Don't laugh at celsius. It'll fuck your shit up.

Anyway, I'm laying on the sofa (with Jae on the other one) with a portable airconditioner and 3 fans working to keep us cool enough to get to sleep. Why? Because the air con in our building exploded from overuse today. I've got a 2 litre bottle of ice behind my pillow and a sock full of ice down my shirt. Last time Jae tried to take my sock I growled at him. I'm pretty sure my cat has melted, and I'm having trouble writing in full sentences.

The worst part is that this is an omen. The first days of summer (technically not even summer yet) being like this means that we're going to have some 40+ days in January. *Le sigh*.

Don't talk to me about wasting energy. We had a guy come visit our building and talk to all of us about other ways to keep our apartments cool without using too much power. Then we invited him up to our apartment (just after the air con incident) and let him make full use of our fans, air con and fridge full of beer. Apparently the poor guy had to walk around handing out pamphlets.

The air con exploding was quite spectacular. It had stopped working, and so a few of us went to see if anything was the matter with the main unit. Then some one turned on their air con and it went bang! No-one was hurt, but there was a lot of smoke. Now we have to wait for a new air conditioner, because this is the sort of thing that makes tenants leave.

I've added some new stuff I bought to the giveaway prize list, so go check that out!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to refreeze my sock.

SayCo's rant about money

I've been budgeting for the past hour, trying to figure out where all my money is supposed to come from. I think I've finally sorted everything out, so I think I finally deserve my rant.

Why do all my appliances choose to play up around Christmas?

Dishwasher? "Hehe. A dinner party, eh? Well, just try to clean up afterwards! *Explode*"
Car? "Oh, you need to drive around and visit relatives this time of year? Well, here's a list of 30 things direly wrong with me that were undetectable during my last service 3 months ago!"
DVD player? "Planning on getting a heap of new dvds for Christmas? Good luck watching them!"
Air Conditioner? "I bet it's going to be really hot this summer. SUCKER!"
Microwave? "Think you'll be needing me because you won't have time to cook? Well, I've forgotten how to tell you that your food's done and turn off!"

They're out to get me. I just know it.

So, the company I work for is closing for the month of December. It's understandable. The boss thinks he's being nice, letting us have Christmas month off with pay! Sadly, this means I'm getting about 3/4 of my usual pay, which in turn means that I have to get another job. What profession has jobs available over christmas, exclusively? RETAIL. I thought I'd escaped retail when I got a job as a waitress. It was even better when I got a job as a receptionist! Now I have to return to the demon profession. I've contemplated volunteering at a salvation army store, which I know sounds crazy, but I'm pretty sure it's the only job I'm qualified for these days.

Bills are evil. I have a bill to pay every week in November and December. That hasn't happened any other month this year. What the hell? Between bills, minified pay and buying food, I end up with about $100 spending money a fortnight, which, now that I put it that way, sounds like a lot more money than I thought. It's really not, I swear. Luckily I've been saving for Christmas presents all year.

One last thing in my rant. I'm so sick of meeting up with people I don't see all year just because it's Christmas. It's okay with certain friends (one who's always travelling, one who's still living with her overly controlling parents) but I have issues with being contacted by people who've ignored me all year.

Anyway, that's my rant. TL;DR: I hate not having money.

Christmas Giveaway part 2

I figured I could generate more interest in my Christmas giveaway (how hard can it be to generate more interest than NONE?) but showing you what you'll win if you're the 7th person to send me an email with your favourite Christmas Carol lyrics.

You will win (these are pictures from various catalogues, since I haven't actually bought any of it yet):

A tin/box of Walkers Shortbread
(No picture. Do you really need a picture of shortbread?)

Christmas Mug (Could be any of these. Have to see what's in stock):













2 Sugar craft cookies, a reindeer and a santa (Who is not as strange looking as he seems in the picture. It's just a bad angle):

Big Ideas notepad:











"I wanna" Stamp:















Plus some other things I'm likely to find and just decide to add. It'll all be nicely wrapped with a card. It's a pretty sad giveaway right now (like I said, I'll be sort of adding things as I see them. I'll make sure to add them here as I buy them, though. Promise.) but all you have to do to win is be the 7th person to send me a Christmas carol.

Remember, entries close on the ninth of December. If I don't have 7 entries, I'll just choose the last one. Winner will be announced and the package sent on the 10th. You can find my email in the contact me section.

Good luck.

Ads

Okay, so I've put the ads back. And also a poll. I'm putting them there for a 10 day trial while I let you guys vote. That's all. Go vote.

ETA: If there's any ads you see that you find offensive, please send me the url and I'll block it. None of the ads should contain viruses or graphic images, so it should be safe to at least click and get me the link. But if you're uncomfortable with that, just let me know which ad it is and I'll keep an eye out for it.

ARE YOU READY FOR CHRISTMAS?!

So, from Halloween to Christmas! Everything's happening this time of year. Sorry for the people who celebrate Thanks Giving. I'm not having any of that on my blog. I mean, what do we Aussies have to be thankful for? The fact that every single animal in this country could kill us without a second thought?

Anyway, apparently it's quite surprising for an introvert like me to love holidays this much (at least, that's what my psych says). But they're so fun!

Why am I so pumped for Christmas already? Because it's started for me! I'm writing and mailing cards, and my favourite place on the internet has started their secret santa. Plus, I've started buying all my Christmas presents.

AND! It's only 11 days until Shakespeare comes home from London. So that's a super exciting thing as well.

I'm doing another giveaway for Christmas. Just be the 7th person to send me an email containing your favourite Christmas carol (Lyrics) and you'll win a Christmas hamper! The last day to email me is the 9th of December. I'll announce the winner and send off the prize on the 10th.

That's it for this Christmas post, see you later!

Sorry about Halloween

Okay, so I know I promised a super duper post on Halloween. But A) I didn’t have anyone enter my competition, and B) I had food poisoning. I’m good now, though. Just feeling a little weak.

That’s all I’m posting today. How did you spend your Halloween? Inform me in the comments!

Speeches

Today, I did something I've been dreading for a while. I went to a church to speak to people about how Homosexuality is okay.

This all started when I was asked to do a talk at a local school. It could be about anything, they were just using us to show exemplary public speaking skills (see, I can be a real person!) I chose to do my presentation on homosexuality. Apparently, one of the people who runs the church heard my speech and thought I made a compelling argument, and so asked me to come and do a similar speech at the church.

So, that's how I wound up in the local catholic church trying to tell them about how awesome being gay is (even though I'm not). Honestly, I walked into the church and I would have liked to sink into the ground. I was getting these dark looks from people who clearly thought I shouldn't be there. I resisted the urge to run into the bathroom and hyperventilate.

Eventually, I finished my 10 minute speech (which seemed like it took hours). There were a lot more people smiling at this point. I got down off the podium and started to hyperventilate again. It was time for the Meet and Greet/Q&A (which I felt severely under prepared for, since I only had the statistics. I had no actually idea what it was like to be gay). Everything there went better than expected. I had people come up to me telling me how wonderful my speech was, asking me questions about why gay marriage should be allowed, and quoting their favourite lines to me. I didn't have anyone tell me I was wrong.

I assume that only open minded people were there, but it was a church exclusive event, so everyone there was a member of that church, and we ended up with a full house, including standing room at the back.

That was this morning, and since then I've had 4 or 5 calls from people who heard about my speech and want me to come to their church! Some are a bit far away from me to do at the moment, but I do have time off work in Jan, so perhaps an Australia-wide tour is in order (I'm not exaggerating. I did have a call from a church in perth).

Perhaps I need the straight persons equivalent of a beard. A gay person to join me in my adventure. Any takers?

It's hot (AKA the first not Halloween post since I announced I was doing that)

That is an adequate title. Because it is. Actually, it probably isn't all that hot. But, considering it's Monday and the weather on Saturday was dismal, I think I have a right to exaggerate how hot it is. This will be a running theme throughout the rest of this post.

Jae has made the decision that we both need to be healthier, better adjusted people. I agreed to this because it's easier than arguing that my internet friends think I'm well adjusted (that's an argument that never ends well for me). So, now I have to be up at 5am to go for a jog, because that's the only time of day it's going to be cool enough to go outside for the rest of summer (because, yes, with heat like this in the middle of october, I predict several 40 degree days in real summer). We also made the pact that if neither of us wanted to cook, we would have to run up to the supermarket and buy some of those fancy microwave spaghetti things. This is the new life I lead. Also, we decided we should both go to bed earlier, since it's not healthy to be going to bed at 3am when you're walking up at 5.

I've been catching public transport to work lately, because my car is bust (but can be repaired, and I am slowly getting that done), and my manager has deemed it inappropriate to drive my motorbike. Actually, he said it was inappropriate to park in the staff carpark. Same thing, really. My bus broke down this morning thanks to it's not being prepared for the heat either.

I went to a 21st party tonight, which is the only reason I'm still up at 12:30 (according to Jae's new super plan, we should at least be in bed by 10:30). The theme was "something that reminds you of your childhood." I was Barbie. Jae was a hotwheel's car. At one point in the evening, the airconditioning turned off. With about 200 people in the one room, it started to get really, really hot. Everyone was dying in their elaborate costumes, but I had come prepared. I slipped into the bathroom and took off my clothes. Then I went back into the party in nothing but a skin coloured bra and undies. I was cool, and I later got voted best costume. It's a lot less uncomfortable being that stripped down in front of people when you pretend it's a bikini.

That's probably the end of this post. I am writing one about Halloween candy, but I've hit a memory block with that one, so it will probably be posted late tomorrow. Night everyone!

Halloween Costumes made from stuff in your closet

I love making my Halloween costumes. Every year, I sit for hours in front of my ancient sewing machine, but some people don't have time for that. So, here is a list of costumes you can throw together with common, relatively cheap clothes.

Superspy:

What you need:

Trench Coat. They've been a big trend recently, so many people have them, and if you don't, you can still buy them most places.

Shirt. Anything that is hidden under your coat.

Either a pair of stockings or a pair of dress pants, depending on your modesty and length of your trench coat (for example, mine is just a little too short for the stockings, in my opinion)

Pair of shorts that fit invisibly under your trench coat, if you're going for the stockings look.

Pair of boots.

Hat. You can see the sort I mean in the picture (it's about the only thing you can see). Think Carmen Sandiego and you're on the right track.

Big sunglasses.

I found this one easy to throw together, because honestly, with a pair of jeans, this is how I look pretty much all the time.

Barbie:

What you need:

A sundress. Preferably something in pink.

Makeup. I'm not wearing any in the picture because I'm lazy.

High Heeled shoes.

Like I said, make up is pretty important for this one. As is a plastic smile, which I didn't quite manage in the picture.

Nerd:

What you need:

A nerdy t-shirt.

Jeans.

Glasses (optional, but recommended)

Thick book.

Any shoes.

I suggest a physics textbook or similar. I'm using JRR Tolkien's Lord Of The Rings Trilogy. Suspenders are a good addition to this outfit, but sadly I couldn't find my piano keys ones.

I may post more, but I'll have to go through my closet first. Good luck trying these costumes out!

Halloween Giveaway!

Okay, in addition to my crazy halloweening, I'm making you guys join me. Between now and Halloween, comment on this post (or email me, or tell me on facebook) about your favourite halloween craft ideas. I'll pick my favourite and the winners idea gets posted in my halloween extravaganza and a box of halloween goodies!

Your entry doesn't need pictures, it just needs to work, since I'll be trying it!

The winner will be announced on Halloween. Good luck, Halloweenies!

Trick or Treating

I have a philosophy. You are never to old for trick or treating. I'm 20, and I still go around every halloween and beg for candy. But, obviously, there are some things you have to consider:

1. What should I do for a trick?
Lots of people still go for the classic egg/tp the house. But, most of the time, these people are your neighbours. I'm friends with most of my neighbours, so I don't want to do something terribly mean, especially since they know where I live.

In that case, it's best to take the alternate trick route. You have to do something impressive enough that they go and have a good look in their cupboards, and possibly give you cash. Singing is always a good one, but you really have to play it beforehand, so that you have a cue signalling when you should start. 'This is Halloween' from the movie 'Nightmare before Christmas' is a good one, as is the monster mash, if you have someone (or several someones) confident enough to sing/speak by themselves.

2. When is the best time to go out?
The best time to leave is twilight. It's dark enough that the vampires with glow in the dark fangs are effective, but light enough that it's still possible to see the costumes. It will be dark by the time you get back, so pack a torch if streetlights are scarce in your neighbourhood.

(I'm going to keep updating this one as time goes on and I think of more things.)

Halloween

Hi guys.

Halloween is my favourite holiday EVER. And last year, a huge number of blogs did halloween craft tutorials. Even the non-crafty ones. This year, I am disappointed by the lack of Halloween posts. It's about 2 weeks away, and I've seen maybe 1.

I'm making it my mission to change that. Starting today, I'm going to be posting the broke peoples guide to halloween. It's going to feature cheap costume and decoration ideas and how to's, many with an estimated cost (In Australian Dollars, of course)! I plan to start today, since I've been creating since the wee hours!

This will all lead up to a mega post on halloween!

So, look for a post later, and HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL!

Random Beach Conversations

Being around my friends for a long period of time brings out my evil side. I get snarky, sarcastic and cynical. These conversations may not be the best examples of this phenomenon, but they have been my favourites so far.

Number 1

Friend 1: I need dating advice. Katie, you and Shakespeare are happy, right? How do I get a guy like that?

Me: Be awesome? That's how I did it.

Friend 1: No, I mean, where do I find one? Should I go to a club, a bar, a library? I'll try anything.

Me: Michelle, I haven't been single in 2 years. What makes you think I remember where to find guys. Have you tried the local gay bar? I hear there are men there.

Number 2 

Friend 2: I can't believe it's still raining. How am I supposed to get a tan in this weather?

Friend 1: I know. I was really enjoying the sun.

Me: We could always have cocktails. Drink enough of those and you'll totally forget about the weather.

Friend 3: I like that idea. Do we have alcohol?

Friend 2: Probably. But not cocktail stuff. Just wine.

Friend 4: And beer. Don't forget that.

Me: Okay, look. I'm going to protest the rain! Until this rain stops, I am going to watch kids movies. I will not sleep, watch Doctor Who or even leave this loungeroom until the rain stops! Are you with me?

Friend 2: But if you do that, who's going to walk to town and buy vodka?

Number 3:

Friend 4: Oh god. My boyfriend just texted me, telling me he wanted to break up *tears* How can he be so insensitive? Doesn't he know it's my time of the month?

Me: Yes, Charlie. He is psychically linked to your reproductive system.

Number 4:

*Jae has just shown up to see how we're going, and to give me a break from constant girliness*

Friend 2: Oh, that's so romantic!

Me: Get it right, Bree. When Shakespeare does it, it's romantic. When Jae does it, it's stalkery.

My love hate relationship with the beach

Since I'm chilling in a beach house with my 4 best girl friends, I have had a refresher on why I both love and hate the beach (and this house).

Love: I can run all over the same dunes.
Hate: When it's been raining, every step is like walking in quick-sand.
Love: It's a great place for swim and stamina training.
Hate: You get sand in places you didn't know sand could get.
Love: I can sit in the sun and internet.
Hate: The internet inside the house is shitty.
Love: Being with my friends for 2 weeks.
Hate: Having 1 bathroom between the 4 of us.
Love: There's a massive garden.
Hate: It's all in bloom at the moment. Hayfever.
Love: My friend's family owns the house, so we don't have to worry about paying for it.
Hate: My friends have decided that I'm the one who has to walk to town and buy the food.
Love: We have a washing machine.
Hate: We don't have a dish washer.
Love: It has massive windows in all the rooms (except the bathroom).
Hate: None of the windows have curtains. Not even the ones in the bedrooms.

I'm going to keep adding to this list as I think of things, so hold your horses for more.

Okay, so...

The blogging everyday thing sort of went down the tubes, since I lost all internet access for a couple of days, and I wasn't willing to go pay for internet at the library. Not even for you guys.

But, I present a challenge to all other bloggers (NoComedy, I'm looking at you). Don't worry, I'm going to do this too, eventually.

You must post some photos (as many as you like) that capture your life. But they can't have any people in them. Animals are fine, as are people walking down the street etc. who aren't actually the subject of your pictures. 

I'm off to take some pictures. I might post them later, if I've got them all. If I don't, then possibly tomorrow.

Do I have to have a post title?

Hiya everyone!

I had a bitch of a day today.

It all started when I had a client come into my workplace with her 7 year old daughter. The client went off to her consultation and asked if I, the receptionist, could watch her daughter while she was busy. I tried to say no, but I was pushed into it by my boss.

The kid was wearing a short tank top and tiny little denim shorts. She was okay to start with, and just played on her iPhone (I don't even have an iPhone. How does a 7 year old get one?). But then she started to get bored, and came over to my computer while I was getting a cup of coffee. When I got back, all my windows had been closed and she was watching a video on youtube at full volume.

So, I told her off and restarted all my work. I managed to get a little quiet before she suddenly started tell our clients how rubbish the place was as they walked in the door. I had some people walk straight back out, and some come and complain to me.

I'd had enough at this point, so I looked her in the eye and said "where did you find that outfit? Did you take it from your barbies?" Then I marched her up to the conference room where her mother was and told her that I couldn't handle it anymore. I told her everything that had happened and she took her daughters phone away and made her sit quietly while she finished her consultation.

So now I'm sitting at home drinking a mojito and watching Doctor Who, finally glad to have a chance for peace (did I mention that was happening for the entire time I was at work?)

Hey y'all

Hi everyone. So, just a quick little post, so that I keep my promise and post every day. Even though it's 1 am Wednesday morning here. We won't tell anyone, right?

So, I had a really dull day today. I watched Doctor Who all day with Jae. He has this really irritating habit of, when he gets bored of the episode we're watching, pointing out all the inconsistencies and flawed logic in the episode. It really pisses me off. So today I did something about it.

I let him get away with it a few times, hoping he would get it out of his system. He didn't. So, I quietly got up and found some duck tape. I don't think he even noticed I left the room. I came back and hid the duck tape as I sat down. Then, the next time he did it, I pulled the duck tape on him, taped over his mouth as well as I could. I haven't let him talk since. This happened about 7pm, just after dinner.

The moral of this story is: There is nothing ducktape can't fix.

Sudden decisions

Okay. I've made a decision. I'm going to try to post everyday for the rest of September. If it works, it's going to be a permanent thing. If it doesn't, I'll go back to my regular posting 'schedule'.

I'm going to ramble about what ever happens to me during the day, or maybe stories from my childhood.

This is my post for today (because I'm a cheater). I'll be back tomorrow.

Bucket List

Okay, I said I'd post it, so I'm going to. This will be updated as I do them and think of more.

Have a piece of work in the Victorian State Library

Get a tattoo

Get an interesting piercing

Visit 10 different countries

Meet a celebrity

Ride a camel

Bungee Jump

Take a ride in a hot air balloon

Make a full length movie

Parachute out of a plane

Make a chess set
Be on TV
Paint a mural
Write a song

What I love about where I live

So, for my first post of the month, I thought I'd share with you my favourite things about where I live.

• My house is about 200 metres from both a pizza hut and a Hungry Jacks.
• My neighbours have honeysuckle (it's not honeysuckle, but it's close enough) and they have a sign out the front that says 'take us much as you like'.
• I live near a bike path on which you can get anywhere in the city.
• It's a semi-gated community. There's a gate at the front, but it's not fenced or anything.
• All my neighbours have awesome gardens.
• Someone set up a basketball hoop on one of the power line poles for the whole court (yes, I live in a court) to use. We often decide on weekends to go around, knock on all the doors and get everyone to play.
• My elderly next door neighbours have internet that they never use. They let everyone in my building (we're all poor students) use it for free.
• My upstairs neighbours (I live in an apartment building) have lots of parties which they invite everyone in the building too.

That's all I can think of right now. I'm sure there were more that I thought of before. But they're gone forever.

I might make a post featuring my bucket list (which I am currently writing) later.

Look, it's me again!

Hi everyone. I'm back. Sorry I was gone for a while. I've been ultra-mega busy.

Anyway, this is my tumblr. You should go there. I (supposedly) update that more than this. Because it's easier for you to take my stupid in small doses.

Also, I'm sorry, but I've put the 30 days on hold for now, and I'm going to start it again on my tumblr. So keep an eye out for that.

My next plan isn't going to take to much effort on my part. But I'll put that in a different post, because it's long, and I don't want this stuff to get lost in a sea of information. It's going to be easier to find this way, as well.

That's all for now. BYE!

Day One

Your full name:

My full name is Katherine Evana Samuels.

I don't know why my middle name is Evana. I asked my mother when I was about 15, and she said it just sort of came to her. She admitted to not even liking the name.

30 day Challenge

Okay. So, I've been hoping to do one of these for a while, and I've finally gotten around to it.

The whole point of this is that there's a question everyday for 30 days. Really simple. Some of them will be short answer, some will seem like short answers, but I'll have a story to go with it, and some will be fairly long.

These are the things I'll be writing about:

Day1: Your full name.
Day2: Favorite food.Day3: Favorite TV show.Day4: What you want to do before you die.Day5: Favorite place.Day6: Favorite drink.Day7: Favorite movie.Day8: What you want to do when you grow up.Day9: Favorite book.Day10: Where are you from.Day11: How old are you.Day12: Sibilings.Day13: Someone you miss the most.Day14: Someone you love.Day15: Favorite store. Day16: Describe yourself.Day17: Celebrity crush.Day18: Favorite band/singer.Day19: Favorite song.Day20: Favorite quote.Day21: What your crush/bf/gf looks like.Day22: What you look for in a person.Day23: Your best friend, and why?Day24: Person who knows everything about you.Day25: Last time you cry and why?Day26: Thing you love to do.Day27: Favorite Boy name and why?Day28: First concert.Day29: Your birthday.Day30: WHY DO YOU LOVE YOURSELF?

So, I'll start right now. But in a different post. Bye.

Awesome Search Words Award!

The votes have been tallied, and we have an OFFICIAL winner of my search words contest.

The awesomest (and only) submission is:

"Twin zombie apocalypse special Jae"
Thank you 'The Dreamer'!

You can have one of two mystery prizes. First is an actual tangible prize that gets sent to your real house, and the second is something that's possible without giving me your address. The first is a better prize, but you know, some people are a bit uncomfortable giving information out on the internet. I do promise that I'm not going to stalk you or anything.

You can tell me what you want me to do by posting in the comments or messaging the page on facebook here (of which I am the only person who can see messages). I'm cool either way.

So, that's the competition, folks. You can all go back to your lives now.

The Challenge

Okay. My goal is that, by the end of this month, I will have at least 10 followers.

You guys are going to help me do this. Tell your friends about me. If you haven't followed me yet, DOOOOO EEEEET! Post about my blog on facebook and twitter and Tumblr and all those wonderful places!

"What's in it for me?" I hear you say. Well, if I manage to reach my goal, all my followers get to pick one word, and I have to write a post/story incorporating all those words. Or possibly not that. I'm still undecided. But the point is that there WILL be something in it for all of you.

So, get to it! I'll go see if I can find a follower counter to go on the side of the page.

Changes & Updates

I've made a few changes to the blog.

First of all, the Awesome Button. This will (hopefully) change every month. It will link to a blog or something that is just... Wonderful.

Other than that, I've just made some general updates. I've changed some things in the side bar, and if you scroll down to the very bottom of the page, there are a few, less recent changes.

That's all I really wanted to say. I shouldn't be making any more changes for a while.

I am so very angry.

I am going to have to resist the urge to type this whole thing in caps. But that's how mad I am.

This was another one of my shitty, shitty days. I woke up and decided that I wanted porridge for breakfast. I got the 90 second microwave stuff into the bowl and opened my fridge to grab some milk. Then I realised it was unusually warm in there. It turned out that it had come unplugged in the night, and so everything had gone off. I spent the next hour cleaning out the bad stuff, including the milk. Then I woke up Jae, who is living with me at the moment, to help me shift it so I could see what the problem was. I dropped it on my foot and broke several bones.

So, then it was off to the hospital so we could see the damage. I sat in the waiting room for 2 hours, and I was, at this point, stewing with rage and pain. Finally I got seen by a doctor, and had to wait another hour for an x-ray.

Finally we got out of the hospital and drove to the nearby shopping centre to replace the spoiled things from my fridge, and get a coffee to make me feel better. We drove around for an hour looking for a carpark until we finally found one that was then stolen from us by some idiot. I screamed abuse at him and we left.

We decided to skip the coffee and just go to the supermarket near home. We got there and they were out of milk, but told us they were expecting a delivery in about half an hour. We decided to wait. The delivery arrived an hour later.

I went and shouted at the customer service people about not having milk (I mean, how ridiculous is that?). They offered me my $2 milk for free but, though this cheered me up a little, I was still furious.

So, now I'm home, I still haven't had my porridge, and it's only 3pm. How much worse is this day going to get?

Sports

I have spent a lot of my life trying to find a sport that 'fits'. It was always important when I was young to play a sport. We did sport every day in primary school, and we were always encouraged to join the local sports teams.

An incomplete list of all the sports I tried: 
Basketball
Netball
Soccer
Track and field
Swimming
AFL
Rugby
Water polo
Jousting (no, I'm not kidding)
Triathalons

I'm going to talk about my experiences in all of those. Some of them will only be one sentence, while others I actually have real stories for.


Basketball: I loved playing basketball. I played with one team for 4 years. Then we had a change of coach, and I was kicked out because of my 'attitude problems'. The new coach's daughter started when her mother started coaching, and wanted to be number 7. I had always been number 7, even before I started playing with that team. It was, and still is, my lucky number. I wanted to keep my number, and the rest of the team did too. We weren't superstitious, but, you know, when something seems lucky, you don't change it. But, the coach gave her daughter number 7. That didn't worry me much. It's just something that happens. Then we found out that the daughter wasn't actually very good, but our coach would sub off some of our best players so that her daughter could play. So, one day, I snapped. We had just lost a game because she kept our best player on the bench the entire game, and I started shouting at her. Then I got kicked out, and I was so angry I didn't even try to look for another team.


Netball: In high school, I played netball. I wasn't very good at shooting or that sort of thing, but I was an awesome defender. I was always trying to convince the coach to let me play Goal Keeper, but we were assigned positions on a rotational basis, and so I had to play the positions I hated, and somebody who would rather be right in the game had to play GK. So, in the end, I just quit.
Soccer: I played soccer in high school for a year. I was actually pretty good, but I didn't get picked for the team the next year. That's all.


Track and field: No big story behind this one, I just sort of drifted away from track into triathalons.

Swimming: I swam for years and years, but then I got to old to swim with the club I was with, and just started doing triathalons instead.
 
AFL: I played this with a company called Auskick, until I was told that girls aren't allowed to play as adults. That sort of thing can be pretty disheartening.
 
Rugby: See the above AFL story.
 
Water Polo: I played pretty well for several years, but I injured my knees and couldn't play properly.
 
Jousting: When I was 18, I joined a local medieval group and I jousted for them. I had some experience horse riding, and under the armour (yes, I even had armour) you couldn't tell I was a woman. Sadly, many of the people in the group moved out of town and we simply didn't have the man power to put on the shows any more.

Triathalons: This is my current sport. It combines two of my great loves; running and swimming (and I'm not a bad cyclist, either), so it seemed the logical combination of the 2.

Search Words Part 2

Okay, so a while ago I posted a competition (found here). That is still running, mostly because I've only had one entry. There will be an actual prize, so you should get on that. There is no restrictions on location or anything (with the prize, which I don't actually have yet, you can choose between being emailed something or having something physically mailed to you).

That was all I had to say. Get going, I'm only giving you one more week.

Things that I have learned in the past week

1. Cyclists are unpredictable. Even the nice ones.

2. That guy you raced against will not care that you are on your 10th race and he's on his first. He will lord his victory over you anyway.

3. It is not okay to punch that guy in the stomach.

4. It is also not okay to chase down a cyclist who nearly ran you over. He will be a big tough guy who can beat you up with one hand tied behind his back. 

5. If you run away from him, he will remind you that you are NOT faster than a bike.

6. Your housemate will not believe you've been to the gym if you get home before him. He will think you just watched Doctor Who all day.

7. When Jae says that you have to do the dishes, you will have to do the dishes, otherwise he will chase you with a length of rope and tie you up.

8. People can hear you when you sing in the car with the windows down.

9. Pretending to pole dance on a light post will have guys walking up to you for the next hour and laughing at you.

10. It is not wise to forget you are uncoordinated just long enough to join a game of football.

Ads

Okay. I was going to have ads on my blog. I signed up for adsense and everything. But then I chickened out. So, no ads at the moment. Maybe one day, but not now. Our relationship isn't ready for that sort of strain yet.

Well, that was all I had to say. I just wanted to let you guys know what was going on.

Bye!

Tattoos

I have wanted a tattoo for 4 years. I've been planning, and I simply cannot decided what I want. I definitely want something nerdy, and I've got it down to several that I simply can't decide between.

So, even though this is a huge decision, I want you guys to help me decide. I will be happy with any of these, so I'm putting up a poll. Help me choose!

Your options are (all of these will only be outlines, I just couldn't find some of them):

K9

Cyberman Head

Dalek

Fen Badge (Pokemon)*

TARDIS

So, guys, go vote on the poll! I will keep saving my money and get the tattoo that gets the most votes. 

* This one may be in colour. I haven't decided yet.

Blind Date

3 posts in a day? I’m spoiling you guys.

Anyway, my friend Jae is recently single (ladies ) and he went on a date with some woman from his work tonight. He planned an afternoon for her that included me taking her shopping (why do people include me in their plans and then consult me AFTERWARDS?). He bribed me with $50, so I obviously said yes. After shopping, we were all going out to dinner (Jae and his date, Shakespeare and I).

It was, honestly, the worse date of my life. As any Aussies here should know, all the shops are having their mid year sales. I wanted to go into the game stores and books shops. She wanted to go into all the shoe shops and clothes shops (crazy woman), so, as you can imagine, their was a great deal of disagreement on this trip.

Anyway, somehow, we made it through to dinner. We got to the restaurant that Jae had made reservations at and, although they had ‘misplaced’ his reservation, we managed to get a table. Then we were forced to talk to each other for an hour and a half while we ate. Shakespeare was his usual charming self, Jae was trying to be, and I just kept my mouth shut.

So, after the dinner, when the woman (Julie, I think her name was) had gone home, I dragged Shakespeare and Jae back to my parents house (where I am currently staying) to tell them about the shopping trip. After I had told the story, Jae called Julie and broke up with her. Apparently his plan was to see if she was the perfect woman (which is, essentially, me). Turns out she isn’t. I comforted him by saying that one day, he would find his perfect weird match. He and Shakespeare are now spending the night here (and are currently planning the perfect woman). I’m watching Doctor Who, as always, and writing this and another post.
I’m writing another post for tonight (which may, in fact, be published tomorrow), so I’m going to leave this post for now. Nighty night!

Search words

Lots of blogs do posts about their ridiculous search words. I wanted to, but almost all of mine are ‘Letter to my Boyfriend’ (and one that’s ‘My Ridiculus Life’. Urgh). So, I’m holding a competition. The person who can find my blog under the most ridiculous search wins a fantastic prize*.

Rules:

• You must post the google search link in the comments of this post (so I know you’re not lying)
• You must click the link (otherwise it won’t show up in my search terms, and this exercise is pointless)
• If it is submitted anywhere but this post, it won’t be counted for the awesome prize*.

So, that’s it! Get searching, people!

*Please note, prize may not be fantastic or awesome. Results may vary.

This is Weird…

Okay, so I just discovered Windows Live Writer on my School/work laptop. Obviously, I immediately connected this blog to it. It’s pretty crazy, though. It looks totally different to the normal Blogger I’m used to. I opened it and, rather than letting me look around and explore, it has insisted that I write a post.

But, at least this means I’ll be able to update when I’m somewhere (like my work) that has Blogger blocked.

It asked me my username. I didn’t really know what to put, and so, after a bit of thinking, I told it my name was Katie (that’s the name I post comments and such under). It had a problem with this, so I just gave it my email address. That was fine. Why didn’t it just say email address? I’ll be glad when my regular computer is fixed.

I just wanted to try this out. I’m going to go into blogger when I finish this, just to see if it works. It looks like my blog. It’s got the crazy background and everything. I’m just a bit wary that it won’t work. I’ve had experiences like that before.

Anyway, I’m going to go see what happens when I post from here. BYE!

Just an update

Hi guys. Sorry I haven't been updating as much as I wish I could. I've had exams and sickness. It's my first lot of University exams, so I've been freaking out a bit.

Anyway, down to business. There are a few things I have to tell you guys.

First of all, I'm starting a nail blog (I have to stop biting my nails, so I'm painting them. I decided I'd share my adventures). I figured it was better to make a new blog and make people who want to see them go there, instead of posting them here and losing followers because they don't want to see my nails. If you want to see them, here's the link: http://katienailblog.blogspot.com.au/

Next order of business. I'm being dragged up to see an exhibition of Grace Kelly's clothes and stuff by my friends. I mentioned that I wanted to go to it, and they decided we should all go up together. So, I'm going to be sitting in a car for 3 hours. I'm planning on writing a blog in the car (obviously I can't post it without internet) of my adventures, and you might get some photos.

It's Wednesday now, and the thing is on Sunday. I'm all distracted and already getting ready. It's a 3 hour drive there, and 3 hours back, so I've packed a box of stuff to do (mostly homework). We have be in the car at 6 in the morning, and I'm getting picked up by my friends, which means if they're late, we could miss our session time (9:30am). I don't really care that much though. There's going to be four of us going, which means I only have to drive for an hour and a half on the way back.

Lastly, I've been staying at my parents house, because I'm sick, and my house is all boxed. So I've been getting some quality time with my brother, since he's also sick. We're 'in quarantine' in the part of the house that I lived in during year 12. It has a little kitchenette and stuff, so we're fine, and I've been eating my mums chicken and dumpling soup like there's no tomorrow.

Anyway, I'm going to go. I'll update again on Sunday when I get home.Talk to you all later!

Engagement

So, Shakespeare proposed on Sunday. That was cool. I'll post pictures of the ring when I can bother taking them. Right now I'm just looking at it. Anyway, no wedding until I'm done with Uni (I am looking at wedding dresses, though), so nothing to get really excited about yet.

So, I'm not going to talk about that any more. If you want me to, I'll write another post about it.

Aside from that, I've been pretty boring. School hasn't been too bad (it's why I haven't blogged lately), and illness has been making life difficult.

And I'm lonely. Shakespeare is arranging stuff so I can move in with him, so he's not around at the moment. But I'm on chat, so...

I actually don't have that much more to say in this post. I'm writing a new one soon, but it's a story.

Now, go be happy for me in the comments!

Also, do I have to have an engagement party? Cause I'm not good at parties.

A Letter To My Boyfriend

Dear Shakespeare,
I refuse to write a gushy, sappy letter. This is me, and I don't do that (often).

So, you and I have been dating for about 2 and a half years now. I need to get one thing straight. I do not want any children. I'm not even sure I want to get married. This may change eventually, but right now, no. I dislike children, and have no desire to be around them. Even if they're my own.

You are not supposed to like me when I am sick, or on my period. When you volunteer to go buy me tampons/medication and rent a movie, you make me suspicious. You will not get more sex out of this behaviour. If this is what you're trying to do, it is a thinly disguised and badly thought out attempt.

Now, not everything you do is bad. When I asked you to come over and bring chocolate (and I asked you over chat) you were there in ten minutes. As Kat said, this (as well as some other things previously mentioned on the blog) got you ALL the boyfriend points. You're marvellous in many respects. You can also sense when I need you. Like tonight, when I was feeling down and you showed up with flowers and cake.

Cake leads me to my next point. You bake, cook and sew. I would probably have starved without you. You appear to be the woman in this relationship. I'm not saying that this is a bad thing (as long as you keep bringing me cookies) but it is interesting.

You are also ever patient with me. When I'm lazy/boring/bored/obsessed with something, you just put up with me, entertain me, laugh at my bad jokes, or help me obsess. This is wonderful, and something I've never had in a boyfriend before, and so, when I get mad at you because I think you're mocking me, thank you for understanding.

Shakespeare, if this 'perfect boyfriend' behaviour does not cease, I may be forced to lose you to another woman. That is not something that I want to happen. So, please, for the sake of our relationship, tone down the perfection.

Love from your ridiculous girlfriend, Katie (in case you weren't sure).

That's NoComedy

Okay, guys, I've been promising you a guest blog. This is number 1, the amazing NoComedy!

Hello, everybody! I'm JM, and today Katie and I have decided to swap blogs! So here I am, posting on her blog, and she's over working some magic on my blog (nocomedy.blogspot.com). 
The topic is public transport, because we all have a little something to say about it, huh? Buses being late, or not even showing up, scary people on the train...you know. Anyway, I want to take some time to put a positive spin on public transport. Thus, I submit to you all:

THINGS I LIKE ABOUT PUBLIC TRANSPORT

- Bus drivers who actually wait for the person running desperately towards the bus as it pulls away from the stop.
- That lady who helped me when I didn't know what bus stop to get off at the first time I caught the bus to a mates place.
- I have to walk ten minutes to my train station. This is a good thing because I like walking 
- Seeing the occasional bus driver dressed as Father Christmas around December.
- Accidentally overhearing interesting conversations.
- That feeling of relief when you get off the bus/train and out into fresh air after you've been stuck sitting next to a heavy smoker.
- Popcorn. I suppose it's not really about public transport, but I have some right now and it's awesome.
- How some buses look like they have faces. I like the smiley buses.
- Standing on the platform in the middle of the articulated buses (or 'tickle buses', as I used to call them when I was little) when the bus goes around a tight corner.

Also there is a bus stop near my house where the seat is angled in such a way that I can't touch the ground with my feet when I'm sitting on it. At first I didn't like it at all, but I've come to like the way that it makes me feel like I'm a little kid again.

And that's all I can think of right now. I'm too distracted by popcorn. Bye! 

JM writes and draws over at That's NoComedy and it would make her happy if you went and visited. Don't you want to make her happy?

What happened last night

Okay, so I read over my drunk blog from last night, and I wanted to clear up some stuff. So, I'm just going to put it here and correct as I go along.

(fixed spelling mistakes will be in brackets)
(Anything I'm clearing up will be underlined &Brackets)
Plain text is what I wrote last night.


*Third glass of wine finished*
Hi. I'm at my parents house and slightly intoxicated. So, with another wine in my hand, I'm going to try this drunk blogging thing that I'v heard so much about. So, here it goes. Don't judge me.

I'm supposed to be doing homework. But I decided just now that University is stupid and I'm going to go be a stripped(stripper). I have a nice body, so it could work. And Shakespeare's not around to tell me to stop being stupid. So I'm calling my university in the morning. I tried calling like 5 seconds ago, but they were shut gor(for) the night.

I got us some guest bloggers. NOCOMEDY AND (I accidentally hit capslock here instead of Shift) fuddlebob. You'll have to wait for them though. I'm also going to gues(guest) blog at Nocomedy.

I'm at my parents because I visit them every Friday or Saturday and stay the night.(I lost my train of thought here, and couldn't think of anything else to say about that, so I changed subject) I had a work party today annd I hate parties. But I had to go, becuase Kathy from HR was leaving, and I was kind of friends with her. So I had to go because otherwise I would have seemed like a bitch. And then everyone would have hated me,(and then I would have been fired), and then I'd be poor, and then I would have money for pizza and alcohol.

Drugs are bad. I just saw one of those drug ads on tv, and I realised that I have never done drugs.(At least there was a segue there) I have also never ridden a horse backwards. I've ridden a horse lots of times, just never backwards. I bet it would be fun. But it would also be scary, beczuse you couldn't tell the horse where to go.

I'm watching Torchwood, and John Barrowman is SEXY. He's on my list of people that if I ever had the chance, I would leave Shakespeare for in a heart beat. The list also includes Matt Smith And Benedict Cumberbatch. I know John Barrowman's gay, but I would totally go lesbian for him (Drunk me, that's not how it works)

I just chipped my nail typing that, and it's all your fault. My brother is here, and he's ruining all my fun. I wanted to go chlimb(climb) the tree in the back yard, and he said 'NO, you're unco anyway. You'll kill yourself.' So I'm going to lay out the blankets and stuff around the botton(bottom) of the tree, so that if I fall, I won't get hurt. See? Even when I'm partially intoxicated I'm brilliant.(No, you're not)

So, anyway, I'm going to go see if there's more wine. I might be back. Probably not. Only if I climb the tree.
*Fourth Glass of wine was finished*Update: Okay, so I totally just climbed the tree. My parents thought I was nuts, but they just told me not to die. And I totally didn't. (I didn't climb the tree. I got about three branches up and decided I was high enough)
*Fifth glass of wine was finished, once I was down from the tree*


I should apologise here. After this, I went on VS chat. So I need to apologise to Fuddlebob and anyone else I spoke to. I believe at one point I was in awe of the fact that Fuddle worked at a school, when in fact I have never wanted to work in a school in my life. Apparently drunk me wants to shape the minds of children everywhere.

Hi guys!

Hi. I'm at my parents house and slightly intoxicated. So, with another wine in my hand, I'm going to try this drunk blogging thing that I'v heard so much about. So, here it goes. Don't judge me.

I'm supposed to be doing homework. But I decided just now that University is stupid and I'm going to go be a stripped. I have a nice body, so it could work. And Shakespeare's not around to tell me to stop being stupid. So I'm calling my university in the morning. I tried calling like 5 seconds ago, but they were shut gor the night.

I got us some guest bloggers. NOCOMEDY AND fuddlebob. You'll have to wait for them though. I'm also going to gues blog at Nocomedy.

I'm at my parents because I visit them every Friday or Saturday and stay the night. I had a work party today annd I hate parties. But I had to go, becuase Kathy from HR was leaving, and I was kind of friends with her. So I had to go because otherwise I would have seemed like a bitch. And then everyone would have hated me, and then I'd be poor, and then I would have money for pizza and alcohol.

Drugs are bad. I just saw one of those drug ads on tv, and I realised that I have never done drugs. I have also never ridden a horse backwards. I've ridden a horse lots of times, just never backwards. I bet it would be fun. But it would also be scary, beczuse you couldn't tell the horse where to go.

I'm watching Torchwood, and John Barrowman is SEXY. He's on my list of people that if I ever had the chance, I would leave Shakespeare for in a heart beat. The list also includes Matt Smith And Benedict Cumberbatch. I know John Barrowman's gay, but I would totally go lesbian for him.

I just chipped my nail typing that, and it's all your fault. My brother is here, and he's ruining all my fun. I wanted to go chlimb the tree in the back yard, and he said 'NO, you're unco anyway. You'll kill yourself.' So I'm going to lay out the blankets and stuff around the botton of the tree, so that if I fall, I won't get hurt. See? Even when I'm partially intoxicated I'm brilliant.

So, anyway, I'm going to go see if there's more wine. I might be back. Probably not. Only if I climb the tree.

Update: Okay, so I totally just climbed the tree. My parents thought I was nuts, but they just told me not to die. And I totally didn't.

Girls Night

Look, a 3rd post in a month! I really am living up to my resolution! How've you been lately? I do want to know, tell me in the comments.

My girl friends and I used to go out for dinner and then come back to one of our houses to watch a cheesy  movie every Wednesday. We stopped early last year because they were all starting at (or returning to) University, so we didn't really have time anymore.

Well, tonight, we tried again. It's our first girls night without Rebecca (my best friend). She left us to go study in England for this year. We've been out for dinner, and we're just taking a 'facebook break' (they can't go this long without telling people what they're doing) so I decided to update you guys on my current situation. I told them I was doing this, and now I've got money on the fact that I can finish writing this before they're done.

We went to the restaurant I used to work at. It was awkward, because I recognised the other people working there, and had a chat with our waitress (who is joining us for our movie in about 10 minutes). On the plus side, we got a better table than they had planned for us, because when the guy who was cleaning off tables saw it was me, he went and cleared off my 'favourite' table (I used to roster myself so I got to serve it because it meant I got to look at the beautiful view out the window) with the window over looking the lake. 

After dinner, we just sort of decided to walk around the lake (two of my 3 friends were edging the line between tipsy and drunk). I saw a big tree and decided that I would be able to get the best photo ever if I climbed up (remember that I was not drunk. I'm just impulsive). I threw my shoes off and proceeded to clamber up the tree bare foot.

I got to the very top part of the tree and took one hand off the branch to take my photo. This threw my balance and I toppled out of the tree. I managed to grab at a few branches on the way down to slow my fall, but I still hit the ground hard. One of my friends had the sense to call an ambulance as I was falling. The other 2 just screamed and ran to me. 

Anyway, I spent the next 2 hours in the hospital. I twisted my ankle, but the rest of the time was spent getting the splinters out of my hands and feet. Since they had to use an Anesthetic, I can't pick things up and I can't walk. I had to be carried out to the car by two nurses (who my drunk friends tried to hit on. They were men), and my friends carried my into Sarah's house (Sarah is the one who called the ambulance). Now I have to stay here the night. At least I fed my cat before I left.

Update: Here's the photo:

Yes, I actually managed to snap a picture as I was falling.

I'm dying.

I've been trying to write a new post for a while, but I've had writers block. So now I'm sick, and I can finally think. So I'm writing now and maybe something will come to me.

I think I have the flu. I can't be sure, because I've seen a couple of different doctors, and they're saying different things. Anyway, the point is, I've been home since Thursday with dying. This is what I look like:

It's not an good picture, but it shows my pants, and that's the important part. Those are my sick pants, because they have owls on them and that makes me smile. They're also really warm. That is a rubber ducky dressing gown. Shakespeare bought it for me for my birthday. When he gave it to me, guess what I said. 'Thats a ducking good bathrobe' and Shakespeare just chuckled because it was my birthday and he had to laugh at my bad joke.

So, Shakespeare has been looking after me, but he had work today, so I'm lonely and I need social interaction. So I'm going to go out and buy a game (preferably AC: Brotherhood). I could buy it online, but I need to talk to someone, and the store clerk has to. I'm not contagious any more, don't worry. Maybe I'll buy some hot chocolate and ice cream.

I'm okay with being sick though, because it means that I get to watch hours and hours of doctor who until Shakespeare gets home. Then I'm going for a walk. Maybe I'll take some pictures.

Update: Okay, so Shakespeare came over in his lunch break. I was sitting on the couch watching The Eleventh Hour (Doctor Who). He walked in and told me I needed to go to bed, because the lounge was really cold. I didn't want to, because my episode had just started. So he turned off the TV, grabbed me by the arms and dragged my to my room.

I complained bitterly that I wouldn't be able to watch anymore Doctor Who, because there's no TV in my room. So he promised that he would stop by his house after work and get his baby flat screen and bring it over. But I have to wait 2 more hours. Do you not how many episodes that is?

I don't think Shakespeare's going to let me go for a walk when he gets back, or let me go out shopping. So I'm going to send him out to get it for me, because he'll know if I leave my room. I don't know how, but he will.

Another Update: Okay, so Shakespeare got back from work at 4:30, and I was crying because we were out of cold/flu medication. So he took me to the shopping 'plaza'* and said he would go by me my game while I went to the Chemist and supermarket.

When I got to the chemist, I looked around for ages and ages until I figured out that they were out of the only stuff that's been helping. This realisation caused me to break down into tears. The nice lady who worked there brought me into the back room and gave me some water. Then, when I told her why I was crying, she looked around out the stock room and found a few more boxes of the medication. I felt really silly, and I told her so. She said that it happened a lot more that you'd think, because people aren't equipped to handle disappointment when they're sick. When she put it through the register, she used her employee discount. I hugged her before I left.

Then I went to the supermarket and suddenly felt really bad for 'making' Shakespeare do all this stuff for me. It's not like we live together, so he could have just avoided me or done minimal work for me. But he's been helping me with everything. So I bought him a box of fancy chocolates that he is not to share with me under any circumstances. I also bought microwave popcorn, some ice cream and peppermint chocolate.

I went and waited by the car. Shakespeare came back eventually and looked all successful, and now I have Assassins Creed: Brotherhood, which I am just dying to play. Once he came back, we talked about what to have for dinner, and decided to go to the Chinese restaurant on the corner.

Now we're back at my house, sitting in my bed wrapped in blankets and watching Sherlock (which is the most amazing series of all time). Shakespeare says we're going to watch until we fall asleep. I asked what we'd do if we ran out of episodes. His answer? We'll just have to move on to Doctor Who, won't we?

This is why I love him.


*It's a plaza because it's like a shopping centre, but it's out side, and the shops are around the outside of the carpark. I don't know any better way to explain it. You've probably got one near you.