Wednesday 14 November 2012

Must dash

Today was the first official day of the summer holidays pour moi. Well, that's a lie. Technically the summer hols began for me on the 16th May this year. They then paused on the 23rd July, and have now resumed. Yes, all you Edinburghians (as previously stated, no Edinburghians are reading) who rubbed your August in my face, I now get a sunny November, December, January and February, and I'm in bloody Australia and you're just in Edinburgh. Neener neener.
I spent today sleeping. I am unashamed of this fact; I did manage to go to coles, so I am so far keeping my promise to leave Yarra house every day of this holiday. Go me.
Then, this evening I went to a movember event, and spectacularly failed to win any of the moustache competitions. I wonder why.
I really have no idea.
P.S. This is the only time I've entered a competition in Yarra  and not won.
And then I tried the cinnamon challenge. Apparently, I was unyielding in my reaction; stoic, unphased, completely, utterly British. After all, I am a cinnaMAN, not a cinnaGIRL. Then we played Halo and I actually managed to kill someone (really, really rare) So, yes, this holiday is off to a good start, and hopefully will continue in this vain. Of course, that's up to me.
Let's do this.

Saturday 10 November 2012

Book the 67th

There is no bookshop in Melbourne Central; this makes me very sad. What there is, however, is the littlest library, which makes me very happy indeed.
Sounds like something from Lemony Snicket.
The idea is very simple- you can take any book you like, no need for membership, and then just return it when you're done. Or, if you want to keep it, you can bring another book that you don't want anymore and do a cosmic balancing act.
I have no idea how many books are stolen every year from this place, but I think it's the name that makes it; you just can't disappoint something called the littlest library- it'd be like skinning a cat (naturally, you can disappoint the library in a multitude of ways). 

In other news, I should be working now, minx that I am.

Tuesday 6 November 2012

Rory, Jason and the knaive of hearts

Adrian has left us, not to return until the spring (or the autumn, as the aussies would call it (freaks)). Behind him, he leaves a string of broken Jasons, who had become fast friends with ole' Goldilocks. But all good things must end, and the two will never see each other again. Ever.
I'm crying on the inside...neato.
In other news, I have now written more works based on Invocal songs than not; if I were a writer of note, this would be of interest but I'm not so it isn't and...where was I going with this? Was I just trying to make myself cry? Well, mission accomplised.
Yes, my writers group had its final meeting on Monday (seems like just yesterday I started my travels with the eleventh doctor, now I'm stuck in past New York), and it all culminated in a reading by actors of the pieces we had worked since August (damn, that's a long time...why was mine so awful?). The reading went well, and the actors certainly gave it their all, but cold readings always lack a certain something, so everyone clapped appropriately, but I'm not sure anyone was entirely satisfied. Alack. Still, it was an incredibly fun thing to be a part of, and I got, like, two friends out of it, so go me. (Gonna go ahead and create tags for 'em- Charlotte and Simon (who already has a quote attributed to him)).

Anything else? Well, uni's being a downer, making me work and such. Oh well, at least I managed to get up before twelve today. Hooray!

Sunday 4 November 2012

Rememer, remember, in Oz there's no fifth of November

So, it turns out I won 'best dressed' at the hallowe'en party: I honestly kinda feel it should've gone to Jess, but I get a cinema ticket out of it, so I won't complain.
And I did look bloody irresistible.
In other news, it was Shane's birthday on saturday, and an almight chekhov's gun was employed; in O-week, we did a scavenger hunt, the purpose of which was to collect the ingredients necessary to make gloop. This included, flour, eggs and food dye. Now, since no one felt like getting glooped, we were allowed to just take the ingredients for ourselves. I got a bag of flour (still untouched) and three bottle of food dye. Fast forward four months (ye gods, four months?!) and Manthy wants to pull a trick on Shane by making him eat mayonnaise disguised as chocolate sauce (I know, I know- Loki would blush with jealousy), but there is a problem- it still looks like mayonnaise. Then I remember that I have four month old food dye just sitting on my shelf. And lo, Shane did eat of the mayo, and it was funny as.
You dare laugh at my pain?
To celebrate cue ball's date of birth we all went out to a casino, and I pulled a Jason in that I'd never been to a casino before- well, I put five dollars in a slot machine (honestly, I don't see the appeal- it's not even fun), and ten dollars on a roulette table and I lost all of it, and let's hope that's my history with gambling done. Although, I did go to the dog races in Dublin once. Maybe I'm just incurable.

The mall near my work is all decorated up for christmas, and I know I've pointed this out before, but it's stupid that there are aussie christmas decorations based on snow and icicles. Oh well, this will be my first christmas alone, and at least part of it will feel like home.

In other news, there have been several mentions of Oz on Once Upon a Time, and every time it happens, I squee a little inside. Plus, the most glorious thing happened on QI a couple of weeks ago (I only found this out yesterday):
http://youtu.be/22q7MViXrq4?t=27m9s
Did Stephen Fry just mention where I live by name? As in, not just Melbourne, but YARRA? Why, yes, yes he did. Be jealous, ya tools.

Saturday 3 November 2012

Tender Lumplings everywhere

Dear reader,
it's that time of year again, all hallow's eve. Or, more accurately, it was that time of year four days ago. But, better late than never, so I will display for you the assorted delights of the Yarra Becostumed Discotheque. I am, obviously saving the best for last, but I'll take you through the runners-up first, cos I'm a tease.
Jason as Dr. Lectre.

Cass as a vamp(ire).

Ellie as a fairy, Jason as an alchie and Cass as a nutjob.

Aiden as....himself but fat?

Shane as Bane Al Ghul.

Smeargle as Slender Man.

Aspen did not wear a costume.

Martin as his mother.

Manthy as Amanda Seyfried in Mean Girls. It's ironically skimpy, see?

Alec as an abortion doctor.

Milly as a nurse.

Logan as Not-Joker. 

Jason gives a lectre on the stupidity of having autumn  decorations up when it's spring in Australia.



The 'Pinata'.

Jess as Corpse Bride.
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