Sunday, 6 July 2008

Nirwa

The title of today means "bolster, cushion".


Oh, heeeheheh, this is brilliant:A webcomic explaining the life of a PhD student.
Especially that particular strip. I'm going to become a regular of this one. Which reminds me, I have to check up on the procedures for bullying my way to getting a BA. I say bullying, because if my experiences so far of student life have been correct, that's what it'll take. At least at first. The very last percent will probably be like the proverbial banana slide.
No, I'm nae a PhD yet, but if all goes well, maybe I will be.


What more? Had a lovely dinner yesterday with the neighbouring RPing couple, what to call them... I cannae remember... hm, I'll have to look that up. Anyway. Nice dinner, nice talk, nice evening all together. And I've been allowed to borrow "Realm of Chaos", from the prehistory of GW gaming! The fluff contained therein! Such as that only five of the loyalist Marines survived the Isstvan massacre (notice the spelling, too!), and that the Ordo Malleus was an internal organ of the Inquisition that pretty much sounds like the entirety of the Inquisition does, fluffwise, today. Damn, they weren't nice. They'd even investigate and execute the High Lord of the Inquisition, if there was suspicion of taint! I'm so high on this, rawr, I tell you, I'm going to read everything over and over! ...ahem. Yes.

The discussion on the Kastaria forums isnae half as nice as two years ago, mainly becaues of a, let's be fair, moron who won't change his mind and can't change the subject... or was it the other way round? Anyway, it's just death trying to discuss with said person. He disnae have to change his mind - just see that there are other opinions out there, that it's not his way or the highway. Grah.

And back to more normal stuff, the irritation level regarding downstairs neighbour is ever mounting. Fuck his stupid little ratbastard chickenshit arse for leaving his cuntawful fucking music on a HIGH volume and then rolling out in that shitty arsemobile of his. I HATE HIM soooo much.
Monday I'm going and handing in a complaint. Didnae know you could do that, but shite, now that I do, oh, how I will. There is much work to be done... (If nothing else, because mornings are a sensitive time. And if he disturbs my mornings not just once, but as often as he does... he's got it coming).

Jumping to another topic again, I must say I'm very proud of myself! I've really taken steps forward. I can be silent in a discussion, and I can manage to stay on topic, and also ask questions! I'm getting better at being social, and including others in the discussion and so on. I feel confident I'm able to act like an idiot much less nowadays. Yeah, I'm proud of myself! One can really notice a difference - or, I can.

Weather's a bit less happy today, definitely looks like rain. I wish I didn't have a lot of small, iffy stuff to do, or I could poke around on SL all day, or, le gasp, even try using it on wolf's computer, maybe with higher graphics than lowest of the low. ...what? I like the idea of wearing whatever, trying different hairstyles, etcetera etcetera. It's great fun.
Plus, I've got more important things to do, making it even more desirable to waste my time on something else.
And there was that detail about being able to meet people, or at least their likenesses in their avatars, too...


So, back to doing something... remotely useful. Perhaps. Go and do some cutting excercises, for example. The iaito were very content with their place tonight.
Aye. Of course. I had to bond with the new one, and the old one would've been pissed for eternity had she not been allowed as well. And we've got a very wide bed. I made certain they'd not fall out of it, and sure enough, I got to wake up to the feeling of two cold tsuba under my hand. I'm such a dork.

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