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Got up at 3pm today. Got dressed. Wandered to Sainsburys. Saw Ralf Little. Bought Chocolate. Came home and had this conversation on the phone:

A guy from my uni -"Are we meeting at Cat's tonight?"
Me - "Yep."
"Where does she live?"
"Next door to me."
"Where do you live?"
"You know where. You came back to mine after Black Cap last Sunday."
"... I went to yours after Black Cap?"
"Um, yeah. You stayed for a few hours and fell asleep on the stairs, remember?"
"Um... no. I just remember waking up on a train at Uxbridge the next morning with a bag of puke and no idea where I was."

Ah, university.

Also, I'm looking out for a dongle I can afford. Thinking about getting the vodafone pay as you go one. Because I miss being able to read fic that my uni would disapprove of, damnit!

I'm going home tomorrow!

Despite the state of the underground (Tfl doesn't want anyone going through East London this weekend, it seems =/) I have figured out a way to get home. I'll be there for a week because the glorious, blessed thing that is Consolidation Week has arrived. I have one 1000 word essay to write and I have to read and analyse one paper, so I think I've got off pretty lightly.

I'm looking forward to a week of sleep, my brother's surprisingly good cooking and, most importantly, an unlimited download limit! For some reason BBC iPlayer isn't working on my computer at halls, which means I have no TV and no means on catching up on what I've missed, which is VERY. BAD. Hopefully I'm going to get a dongle in the next week which means that I will be able to watch TV on websites of debatable legality, read fic with a rating higher than PG and generally surf what I want to without wondering if uni is going to deep it "inappropriate for a university network" and take away my internet. And I get to see Jess, Bobby, Norbert and the guinea pigs. Yay!

(Also, I've signed up for NaNoWriMo. I wasn't planning on doing it but two days ago a novel literally popped into my head practically fully formed. I actually have everything worked out. And it's interesting. And I want to write it. So I'm going to give it a go and see how I get on. I'VE GONE MAD, HAVEN'T I?)

I swear I'll catch up with you all in the next week, f-listies! I feel so out of touch! =(

I am actually alive, just to let you know.

I moved into halls okay. This is the end of my third week of uni and I love it.

My room is pretty nice, actually. Apart from the fact that the data port for the internet was broken when I moved in, and it was only fixed at five o'clock today, so this is the first time I've been able to use the internet.

I don't have a TV and without iPlayer, I'm very, very behind on fandom-y stuff. It will probably take me a while to catch up on my flist, too. But I'm alive, I'm having a good time and I have actually written some stuff since I've been here, which I will get around to posting at some point.

I've missed you all, these past few weeks!

The girls went to my mum's today. I spent the whole afternoon setting their cage up in her spare room. I miss them already.

They're long haired and light coloured, so they need a lot of grooming and attention to make sure that they don't get tangles or look all dirty. And while Maisy is very sweet and amiable, Daisy (the one on the left in my userpic) is an irritable little thing. If she doesn't like something she has been known to bite 'till you bleed and she has the unfortunate habit of peeing all over you if she sits on your lap for any length of time. Clearly, my mum is going to have a brilliant time looking after them.

... Actually, maybe I should have warned her about the peeing thing.

On the plus side, I've packed my clothes now. And they all fit into one suitcase! I'm deeply shocked. Maybe my stuff will fit into the Fiesta after all.

In an attempt to get writing again, I am signing up forspn_30snapshots. Oddly enough, SPN is the only fandom I seem to get fic ideas for at the moment. Wish me luck!

( Prompt Table - Elemental )

I haven't been around for the last week or so. Sorry about that!

The reason why? Technology hates me.

About a year ago, my laptop went kaput. I had to pay a stupid amount of money to get it fixed. About six months ago, it went again. My brother got one of his mates to replace a faulty part. A few weeks ago, it died again and is such a mess that I've been told it would be easier and cheaper to just dump it and get a new laptop rather than try to get everything faulty replaced. Ever since then, I've been nicking my brother's laptop while he's at work to write and come online. Yesterday, that died too.

When I take into account the two iPods and countless cheap, ASDA mp3 players, two Sony Ericsson mobiles, several scientific calculators, an oven and a microwave which have all mysteriously stopped working, broken or blown up in the past couple of years, I am forced to conclude that electrical appliances just die screaming at my touch.

WHAT IS THIS? FIC?!

Don't have a heart attack, but I've actually written something! Mon frere got me season 1 of Supernatural on DVD, I watched 'Asylum' and this is what happened.

FYI; this is my first piece of writing for about ten months, first SPN fic and first fic in an American fandom so this is probably awful. I'm going to go and hide now, okay?

Title: Guns
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: andthedescent
Genre: Gen
Rating: PG-13, possibly? I'm terrible at rating things. But there is a bit of violence which results (understandably) in bad language.
Warnings: Spoilers for 'Asylum'. Also unbeta'd. You should probably be warned about that.
Word Count: ~700
Summary: Dean has been handling weapons for as long as he can remember.

( this way to the fic )
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I have somewhere to li-ive. I have somewhere to li-ive!

Okay, it's in halls of residence. Okay, it's a pokey little room with shared bathroom and kitchen facilities... But it's away from home and it will be my own little space with no family members breathing down the back of my neck and it's in the coolest part of London ever.

I'm so happy!

I didn't think I was going to get it, to be honest. Firstly, I don't live that far away from the uni. I mean, it would be an expensive and tedious commute every day if I was living at home, but it would be possible. And secondly, I sent my application for accomodation in really, really late. And by late, I mean over a month later than the deadline. To be fair, I did have a reason, given what else was going on at the time. I maybe played on that a little when I was on the phone to the university and Student Finance, with the result that I now have somewhere to live and have been promised that Student Finance will do their very best to get me re-means tested very quickly so that I have money to start uni with.

Given that a month ago things were so messy that I thought I'd have to decline my place and try again next year, things have come together surprisingly well. Yay :D

Now all I have to do is get all the things that I will need, including a new laptop (mine finally died a death a little while ago; now it won't actually turn on), bedding, some cutlery and glasses and such, stationary and whatever else I might need, then work out what clothes I will be taking, pack everything and be ready to move in 24 days, without the help of ether of my brothers who will both be on holiday when I move in.

Easy peasy :)

... I want to go back. Newquay is awesome.

The campsite was good. The weather was good. The surf was good. The festival was good.

I'm embarassingly bad at surfing, but I had a lot of fun trying anyway. At one point I got dragged out by the current and had to beg a very hot surfer man to help me back towards the shore, but I'm quite happy to forget about that little mishap. I went to a lot of bars, a lot of clubs, got chatted up by a Fratelli, took part in impromptu raves and had a very long, very serious discussion about the possibility of time travel with a very, very stoned guy on a bus in the early hours of the morning. All in all, a good trip.

Also, Calvin Harris is pretty amazing live, as were Super Furry Animals once they got going. I'm not a particularly big fan of The Streets or Cypress Hill but they were pretty good. Dan le Sac vs Scroobius Pip were hilarious. I was very impressed by the Telegraphs, too.

Also, remember the very attractive guy who was lending me his surfboard? He got scouted by a male modelling company on the second day and was insufferably smug for the rest of the week. If he now becomes a superstar, I am going to be one of those sad people who tells anyone who will listen that I knew him before he was famous.

Back to the usual routine now. Piglet died while I was away and now Patch is pining for him. There's loads of Dad's stuff to sort out and I've had to cancel Sky TV because it was too expensive, so no more Animal Planet :( Still, it's warm and sunny and I have an awesome tan so things can't be all bad here.

Happy birthday, dodochicky ! I'm 62 minutes late, sorry. Hope you had a fantastic day!

Sorry that I've been so out of touch with my flist lately. Unfortunately I probably won't get the chance to catch up for a while. Dad's funeral is tomorrow, then I've got to get a tent and a sleeping bag from somewhere and pack for an eight hour drive to Newquay at the weekend, ready for Relentless Boardmasters next week.

Hope you're all having a good summer.

I went to the MCM London Expo yesterday and it was awesome. I forgot about part of the DLR being down so I ended up walking a lot of the way, but it was a lovely day so it was actually quite nice. Outside Poplar I was treated to the sight of a train load of cosplayers wandering around lost, while construction workers looked on and took pictures. Good times!

I finally got in at about 10.45 and had a quick look inside before going to meet gnimaerd

I think we watched just about every panel there was, including the ones for Franklyn and Moon which look pretty cool. I want to see them. The closer to one o'clock it got, the more fangirls appeared in the seating area. And finally it was time for the Merlin panel!
( pictures! )

I'm normally a happy person, I swear.

( again with the depressing stuff )

iPs cells which are not made using retroviruses, will not cause cancer and will have their use carefully regulated. Because dude, think of all the things you could do with that technology - all the damaged and diseased cells which could be replaced with new, healthy cells which wouldn't be rejected by the body.

Well, that and 'cold' fusion. 'Cause that would be awesome.

Look at me, I'm such a geek.

Belated new year's resolution: I am never touching wine or whiskey ever again...

( why I should never drink with Scotts again )
Also I've just caught up on Robin Hood and Primeval.

( Robin Hood! )

( Primeval! )

Also, I'm going to watch Supernatural 2x01 in a minute. I swear, I only intended to watch an episode or two to see what all the fuss was about. Now I am hooked.

I went to see Lesbian Vampire Killers last night.

The verdict: stupid and really offensive and completely weird.

But I laughed so hard I cried, anyway. What can I say? I have really bad sense of humour and find things like a magical sword having a name that sounds like 'dildo' funny.


(I've also watched up to 'Hook Man' in series one of Supernatural now (sans 'Bloody Mary' because I'm a wimp and didn't want to watch it while I was home alone at night in a room with lots of mirrors in it). Have discovered that I have been missing out.)

I had to cancel the vets appointment. Ebony died this morning.

( :( )

Brilliant. Bloody brilliant.

Ebony is ill. Out of nowhere, she's lethargic and not interested in her veggies. Yesterday she was fine. This morning I only saw her for a couple of minutes because I was rushing around like a mad thing, but she seemed normal.

But today... this. So that will be another trip to the vets tomorrow, another £25 or however much a consultation will be this time. I'm not bothered about the money really because I do have savings I can dip into if it turns expensive. I'm just worried. Doesn't help that I'm still vaguely traumatised from the last time I took a guinea pig to the vets (when 'oh, it's something wrong with her ovaries, we'll spay her and she'll be fine' turned to 'holy fuck massive tumour - she's got to be put to sleep now" all in the space of about an hour).

Just reading my posts this week must be depressing, I know I've been miserable and moody. Sorry about that.

Why oh why oh why did I have to pick the stupidest idea ever for a physics project? Because I'm clearly an idiot, I decided to look at the effect of temperature on the surface tension of water.

Reasons Why This Was Stupid:

1. It involved making the most fiddly counter balance ever which took me ages.
2. I'm not even sure if it actually works. Sometimes it seems to be working and then all of a sudden I'll start changing the temperature and there will be no difference whatsoever. Am starting to worry that my balance isn't sensitive enough and all the times it seemed to be working were actually just flukes. Which is BAD because I can't actually make my scale any more sensitive than it already is without using stupidly expensive equipment that my college doesn't even have.
3. I can find no background research on this at all. All the studies I can find on the subject are by Cambridge University Press or wherever and cost about £20 each if I want to read them. I am not prepared to spend £20 on one article of research, thank you very much.

I think I may need to look for a new project.

(I think this may be the first time that my icon has ever been appropriate for an entry)