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Tomorrow I am permitted, by terms of the bet set by Miss Kimothy Costello, to taste alcohol for the first time in one year.
I made it. I'm quite proud of myself. I've never tried anything like this before. Now I have I know I don't need to drink to have a good time. I now know that I usually have a better time of it when I'm stone cold sober.
I also know that I'll now be able to stand The Dive and Fifth Ave again!
Going out with the cousin tonight, so I can get my first Corona with lime in 12 months. Roll on midnight!
Exciting shit
Yeah, so like you know how
TraGic is starting on Monday?It may just be that we're getting a nice little advertising spot on
Diesel Sweeties. How cool is that shit?
Whistles the Wind
It's All Hallow's Eve! Everybody join me in tracking down a little fucking goth bastard and killing it in celebration!
I hope I don't get any trick or treaters. I'm all out of arsenic aeorosol. Although, I suppose a regular aerosol and my trusty Zippo could do it. I hate those bastards. No one actually understands the origins and... point of hallowe'en. The majority of people of dickheads. The majority of goths make me burn with rage.
I'm bored.
Daisuki desu.
Just been to see a module advisor; due to some fuck up the modules I chose for next semester were not added to my time table - I find that the only way around this is to do a "with combined studies" degree instead of a "with associated Psychology" degree. This was annoying mainly because if they'd have bothered to tell me this at the beginning of the year I would never have chosen fucking Psychological Methods 2 as a module for this semester, because it's really shit. Bloody pissartists in this place, let me tell you. No wonder the fucking establishment is ranked at 133 in the country.
Anyway, went to see the aforementioned module advisor to get the aforementioned fuck up straightened out, and it has worked four fold. They've worked it so that one of my English modules is to be used as my combined studies module so I can use a level one module as my final semester two module. In short, I'M GOING TO STUDY JAPANESE AGAIN! This is totally rad.
The only problem is, it's stage two Japanese. Problem for two reasons; one - they may pull it like they did last year, and I really don't want to do Spanish 2. Two, I haven't studied Japanese since last year! I'm going to have to be at least proficient by January. In theory, it's do able. A lot of self discipline here - if it's not timetabled then I generally won't force myself to do it. I have a day off on Friday. I'll do it then, I've got a CD and book and shit (though none of my notes from last year seem to have survived...)
But yes, that's exciting, desu ne?
Other interesting titbits... I've now been moved to the top counter at HMV, the music bit. I'm no longer in the fucking DVD bunker. To be honest, I'd rather be working with some of the people downstairs, and the music they select for the playlist is still godawful, but every passing minute of every workday I realise that my record store is going to kick fucking ass.
MySpace is a plague. People keep adding me. People
I know. Fucking mental. I can sense another account deletion coming ohsoverysoon. MySpace makes me uncomfortable in a way that YouTube never could. YouTube is actually three shades of awesome at the moment, given some guy's predeliction for uploading House season 3 before it's shown on UK TV. Pretty damn great, no?
What else? I really enjoy aikido. It's a martial art, I really enjoy it. You get a buzz when you can floor a 6'5" big bald bloke. I got my suit last week. What was too big is now too small thanks to the tumble dryer, but hey ho. I don't actually know how to wear it, how to tie the belt etc, but I'm sure I'll work it out. It means I'll actually look as though I know aikido instead of just wearing the trackie bottoms and t-shirt combo I've been sticking to. Anyway, that's tonight at 6.
It's learning week this week. I've got a portfolio for psych due in on Wednesday or something equally as ridiculous, that's going to be fucking hard. The rest of the week, however, should be pretty good. Good as in I'mgoingtodofuckall.
And that's that. Meeting Matt from WIN to discuss some grant application form. I've been selected to fill it in as they need someone sustainable - everyone in the WIN executive committee is in their final year, so the
honour has fallen to me. The joy.
TraGic begins on Monday, 6th November 2006. Be there or... fuck off.
