I'm getting tired of my icons. So I'll just stick with this one for a while. I made it myself on MSPaint!

I'm running out of things to ask the Tarot. Reading it is strangely addictive. As I was pulling out cards to represent Homestar Runner characters because I was running out of things to ask, I got The Fool for Homestar. That was pretty funny.

Apparently you can only have 1000 images in a sub album on Photobucket? Who came up with that rule? And why didn't anyone tell me before I took 1400 screenshots of the Neverhood? Some of those are repeats, but still. Well, it's pretty easy to get around. Just have to make another sub album.

Applied for a job today. This shouldn't be as stressful as it is. And by stressful, I mean totally incapitating. ...My mum had to help me. I think I need help with my anxiety.

If you have both me and capslock_hsr friended, no I'm not listening to this song on repeat. Just the album it's on. But I wouldn't mind listening to this song on repeat. I really like it.

The land of recorders and no internet was freezing cold and filled with patronising people. Just because I look about fourteen, that's not reason to treat me like I'm five.

It was pretty fun though, I guess. Interesting change. I really should be in bed right now.

I'm so paranoid about my writing. It's hilarious. Right now I know that my writing is horrible because the scenes all have to do with each other and are leading up to something I planned out months ago. I can see that this does not actually indicate bad writing, but it doesn't stop me from worrying about how much I suck. The scenes could stand to be a little longer though.

And now, I must away to the land of recorders and no Internet for the weekend. Bye.

Was "I must away" good grammar in time period, ever? I'm kind of tired...

My mum's in the Canberra Recorder and Early Music Society, and they have this annual recorder playing overnight weekend thing. Which is tomorrow. Since I've been playing the recorder for a long time, and only stopped when I got bored a couple of years ago, she asked me if I wanted to come along a while ago, and I said yes.

I put down that I could play all four of the most popular recorder sizes, because I can, but I got assigned to a descant. Which is the little squeaky one that kids learn to play on. It was also the first recorder I learned to play, but I've been playing mostly treble and bass since I was twelve. I'm really out of practice at reading music with the descant in mind. But at least I won't have to play really boring music like I would've if I'd been assigned to my favourite recorder, the bass. My mum got assigned to the contrabass recorder, which... looks interesting, but gets the most boring music ever. So I was lucky in that respect.

But I'm still really out of practice with reading with a descant. I played some music with my mum and I kept making stupid mistakes because I was reading in treble and bass. But I was also put into the intermediate group instead of the advanced intermediate, so hopefully that will compensate.

But I'm still stressed.

Hahahaha, owned.

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Also, the air conditioning was off at the gym today. I couldn't even get through my warmup before I gave up and just did weights.

I'd say that I'd be happy if I never saw another mug again, but really I'd just be happy if I never had to plunge my hand into a dishwasher that's still dripping hot water again. I took an embarrassingly long time to think of using a tea towel to cover my hand.

Also, I have a panic attack if I try to wash up, so I usually don't. Why does having you hand get wet repeatedly dry it out? It seems contradictory.

Last night, I thought this post was going to be complaining about my shift last night. I don't see why anyone would volunteer to be shift manager when they basically have no social skills. I basically have no social skills. That's why I'm not shift manager.

But after my shift finished at midnight, I was walking back to the tent with my mum, and she said something like "I hope that woman isn't snoring again." This turned out to be code for "You'll be trying to sleep while several buzz saws repeatedly sound right in your ear. Hope you don't mind."

I ended up having to sleep in the car. It was bright out there, so I tied the skivvy I'd been wearing over my eyes, a trick I'd picked up in the wilds of Bellerive. Then I played "spot the plothole" until I fell asleep. I still didn't get much sleep, but my mum doesn't think she slept at all. So even though I have a shift tomorrow morning at eight, we're not sleeping here again. I think I'll take the bus home.

Also, my thighs are bruised from carrying those stupid milk carts that the dirty mugs go in. On the plus side, folk festival.

I'm in the internet cafe at the folk festival, which is being held at Exhibition Park In Canberra, which shortens to EPIC. I find this very amusing at times.

I have my next mug juggling shift in a couple of hours, and I'm worried that I might be too tired to finish it. Still, I'm most tired in the afternoon, and I just had a pizza from the Italian type food stall. So I'll probably get energy from that soon.

I also saw a Punch and Judy show, which was quite bizarre. So Punch went around hitting his baby, his wife, a crocodile, and a crooked doctor. The doctor died, but Punch managed to escape hanging by doing that thing where he didn't get what the hangman was telling him to do, resulting in the hangman trying to show him, and being hanged.

So that was messed up. I watched some other acts, including some quite good street performers, but they didn't have a random crocodile in some London house, so they didn't make so much of an impression.

This is really weird. I'm really out of my element in this little tent inside some building. The Budawang building, I believe. Budawang is really fun to say.

(Looks at red line underneath "Budawang") So that's what Firefox's spellchecker looks like when it's not totally broken like it seems to be on my computer! I was beginning to think it was a myth! Heh. Spellchecker isn't a word. Neither is heh.

So we didn't camp last night. We're going to stay overnight today. My mum and I are, anyway. We both have a shift from eight till midnight tonight.

We're doing mug juggling, which consists of collecting dirty mugs from the dirty mug recepticles, washing them, and delivering clean mugs to venues. I mostly did stacking the clean mugs onto trays of 50, and the mugs that had had mulled wine in them still smelled of mulled wine even after they'd been through the steriliser. Also, no matter how many people could've signed up, and no matter how much they could've worked, there were still more orders for new mugs than the steriliser could sterilise.

So that's one four-hour shift down. Three to go.

I'm already tired and sore, and I had a weird dream last night about two people's feud that I thought I'd got out of forever. Stop invading my dreams. I like my dreams.

"Three minutes!"
"Th-this is where I am!"
"Yes! Will you bow down to us now?"
"We would rather die than bow down to you!"
"Pity." (Nukes continent)

And that is why I shouldn't write dialogue when I'm half asleep. "This is where I am!" I think that last line is okay, though.

Also, I probably won't be on much over Easter. I'm volunteering at the Folk Festival, and it turns out we're camping there. They have internet access, though. I'll be able to keep the promise I made to myself that I'd update every day this month.

Crying shouldn't take up so much energy. I'm not stressed anymore and ready to do something interesting, but I'm exhausted.

The training day went well, despite my legendary powers of concentration:

Guide: And this is the kitchen
Me: (Looking in opposite direction, thinking) I hope it cools down by next week. I wonder how you pronounce "Katsuo"?

Why am I so tired?

I would've been online tonight, except my birthday present that my sister bought me off eBay finally arrived. Movies in Fifteen Minutes. :D

So that took priority over internetting, and the Phoenix Wright beating I was also going to do tonight. Saving Maya can wait for another night. That girl gets arrested and kidnapped a lot.

I spent the morning in horrendous pain due to cramps, and the afternoon playing Phoenix Wright due to inexplicable depression. I need to reasess my priorities, or I'll never be happy.

On a less angsty note, apparently velociraptors had feathers. I'd forgotten how much I liked paleontology, and I don't think I read up too much on it when I was little. Most of what I know seems to have come from a book I have, a video I used to have, and that Animorphs book where a nuke sends them back to the late Cretaceous Period. And maybe a bit of Walking With Dinosaurs.

Wow. I wasn't expecting that guess I made about the title of the video to be correct. I'm going to go watch that music video it had now.

Oh heat, why did you have to come back? It's not even summer anymore! Also, I hadn't done my laundry for a while so all I had were long sleeved shirts.

It's not as hot as it was earlier in the season, but still, I wish I lived in Tasmania or something. It wasn't too hot the entire week and a bit I was there.

Let me tell you about it.

So today I had to go to Centrelink to submit a form, and I also had an appointment at this getting job assistance type place at 2:30. The Centrelink office I know the location of is in Tuggeranong, and the place I had an appointment at is in Braddon in Civic. The bus routes, from my perspective because I live in Tuggeranong, go Tuggeranong->Woden->Civic->Belconnen.

So I thought if I left home at 12:30, I'd have plenty of time to put my form in and still get to my appointment on time. And that would've been true. Except when I gave the form to the receptionist, instead of briefly looking through it and letting me leave as usual, I had to wait for an hour so that another person could briefly look through it and let me leave. I was starving, and all there was to eat was those charity fun-sized chocolate bars.

By the time I got away, it was close to 2:00, and the next bus wasn't coming for fifteen minutes. I was going to call my mum to ask for her advice, but then I realised that I'd left my mobile phone on the charger, and I didn't know her mobile number. I later thought of calling home, but by the time I'd figured out the pay phone and found one where the coin slot worked, the bus had come.

I arrived at the Civic interchange at 2:40, and spent fifteen minutes getting lost and five minutes walking to the building where I had my appointment. I cry when I get stressed, and that didn't help my appearance when I finally go there half an hour late. Still, the social worker was nice about it.

Afterwards, I had an iced chocolate to make myself feel better, and did you know that Gloria Jeans iced chocolate apparently takes an hour and a half to drink? And that's how I ended up not getting home until six.

Now, I'm off to be suddenly fascinated by paleontology. I'll probably make a post once I've finished reading up on it, trying to fix it all in my mind. Hooray.

I also got some nice clothes from my sister for my birthday. And later in the day, my dad bought me Team America: World Police, which I found very amusing. I think my favourite song was the one about how much Pearl Harbour sucked.

Also, I was browsing YouTube yesterday, and I noticed that the person who'd uploaded the entire first season of Sheep in the Big City had startd on the second season a few hours earlier. It's a my birthday present! It came to me on my birthday! It was also very good timing, because I'd just finished watching the final episode of the first season the night before.

And Elcool drew some art for one of my fanfics. This one, to be exact. I was pretty thrilled. This also came to me on my birthday. In Israel. But I'm pretty sure Elcool knew that. I quite like his gallery, actually. You should check it out if you haven't already.

So anyway, chakramchucker tagged me.

Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!

( Ten weird facts this time? )

I'm sure I'm not usually that boring. Oh well. I tag comet80, fray_joker kartoonkween, open_embrace, roxy317 and mwagen.

So yeah. I'm nineteen now. It turned out that there was something I wanted. And what I wanted was a trenchcoat. It's really cool. I'll upload a picture of me wearing it when I get one taken.

I also got this CD I picked out, Cobra Starship's debut album. I was worried that I wouldn't like it because I hadn't heard any of their songs before, but it's quite good.

Now I think I'll write for a while, and then play through the Neverhood again. Of course I'm okay to write! This post wasn't that incoherent, was it?

So tonight I cried because I couldn't get the proportions right on the cloth-covering-some-sort-of-rectangle I was supposed to be drawing. I really don't get me sometimes. I guess I've been highly strung all week and it doesn't take much to set me off? It didn't take much to set me off when I was depressed on Monday, either.

On the plus side, I drew a Strong Badian style Strong Bad in my drawing class without using a reference, and it came out looking okay. Progress! Also I drew this cute squirrel thing because my teacher took pity on my inability to draw a tablecloth.

I'm going shopping with my mum to pick out a birthday present for my birthday tomorrow. I think knowing exactly what I'm going to get takes all the fun out of it, but I really don't know what I want. I already have everything I want, or at least everything that you can buy and that's in a decent price range. And is available. I'm still working on the spirtual fulfilment thing.

I need to respond to stuff, but I've just been to the gym and I'm too tired. Later. I'll do it later. Speaking of the gym, I shouldn't've picked an exercise bike right next to the speakers. Am I Standing Still by Jewel from the speakers and River Below by Billy Talent from my MP3 player were competing at equal volume, even though I had my MP3 player up quite high.

And now I'm a mod on the hrwiki forums. I'm reading the mod forum and it's quite interesting. And the thread about shipping finally got that split from the thread about the which Homestar Runner character is the most attractive.