Sometimes things happen.

It's like Halloween or something. I don't understand why the radio mentioned it. I mean, it's all well and good - fantastic, probably - if you're in America where people celebrate Halloween, but why bother in Australia where nobody observes it? I mean seriously, I have never once known of anyone that I know going Trick-or-treating, and I've never had kiddehs at my door. So... why mention it? It's like mentioning Yuletide. I suppose since people know about it you can mention it, because it's not like people will be all "juh buh, nonprende??" but yes. there's not really any point in asking people "if you went trick-or-treating who would you go as" when everyone who called in said "well, I've never/I don't go trick-or-treating myself, but..."
I'm not against Halloween, although All Hallow's Eve is a far superior name, I just don't see why you'd advertise something that only a vast miniority of people in this area celebrate.. *head splodey*

Aaaaaaanywaaaaay

Today, I cleaned my car. For serious, I actually did it totally. As in, washed, dried, vaccumed, cleaned the little seal thingers on the doors, then did the insides of the windows, and then did that armour guard vinyl protecting stuff on all the surfaces. Now my car looks awesome.

I also learnt something - my Dad owned a Charger. He brought it new, a lime green, 1971 Charger. And his army mates who were mechanics made it even more awesome of a performance car than it was before. He brought it for $3000. That is how much my car cost! Okay, okay, so $3000 in 1971 is not the same as $3000 in 2006, but hey. Those cars are worth like $120 000 now, if they're in good condition.
The best picture of one I could find.
You learn something every day!!

I also got sunburnt, joy.

Aaaand I'm going to go do some HTML now, because it's been far too long and I miss it.

Well, it's kind of almost true. I'm not sure why I came here, it's not like I have anything to say. I just had to stop reading Fool's Errand for a bit, because I do. I'm up to chapter twenty-four, by the way, if you were wondering and it means anything to you. Unfortunately I've read the blurb of the next book and so suspect the worse. Oh well.

I feel like drawing, which reminds me to find that damnable layby docket. Hah! I found out the other day that I actually reserved a copy of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince at Colin's way back in January, and actually payed a $10 deposit on it like some fool, and it was probably non-refundable. Damn. OH well. The docket amuses me, and since they have my money, the fact that they'd damn well better have a first-print copy of HBP in reserve for me amuses me to no end.
I might go pick it up in two years, or something. I'm surprised they haven't called me about picking it up though. Degenerate hippies.

But what was I talking about? Oh yes. Dick Smiths Lay-by : HP Printer/scanner ($99). I can't find my lay-by docket for it, which is terribly annoying. Granted, I haven't looked for it yet.

I have moneys now, I'm going to put them in the bank and then they will grow, like a carefully tended plant, into plural moneys. I know, it's brilliant.

I don't know what more to say, but I think I'll go draw pictures now... and that I found the lay-by docket, and have cunningly organised for it to be a Christmas present for me, ahahahahh! Brilliant. Then maybe I'll go back to DevArt. And update some more, because now I never do... because I hate the old computer and it's senile, slow ways far too much.

I want to go swimming now. I also feel like xercise would be good. Isn' that odd? Well, it strikes me as being so.

Meh, I felt like putting something a bit more abstract in the subject line, and that twenty-eight days, six hours, fourty-two minutes, twelve seconds from Donnie Darko was about as abstract as I could think up on such short notice.

I drove from home to La Salle, back home, to the Midland trainstation this morning, and didn't screw up once. *is proud* Now all I have to practise is parking [reverse, parallell and reverse-paralell O_o] and have a go at driving at night, do some more practising, and I think I could even get my Phase Two Learners by the end of the month, or maybe, say, mid-September, which is fine, because my goal for getting my lisence was October, and I figure it shouldn't take me long to fill up my log book, what with Gavin living 29 minutes away [we timed it] and uni being also an impressive distance. Then whoo, freedom and stuff. Well, kind of.

patternsofchaos, lone_one, the_icon_of_sin or im_the_end, do any of you know what exactly it is that the Lab Report is, er, on? Because I seem to be missing that one vital piece of information [through no-one's fault but my own stupidity], although I have the Olympic-Medal stuff so I guess it's something to do with that. Ehehe. Any help would be much appreciated. Gah. I was going to start/finish it today and be all cool and stuff, but I realised I had no idea what I was meant to be doing. It was a sad moment.

There is Avocado in the house! It is a glorious day.

Caught public transport things home with auntpol. Was nice. I like Aunt Pol ^_^. Of course. Talked about how cool [how very very cool] Mr Miller was, how great Lit was, and on the stupidity of various things [many relating to some kind of education, and in one case, the lack thereof :)]. Then on the train home started talking about Stargate, and then stopped when saw that Steven was on the train also, then talked about Jesus Christ Superstar, a play which both Amber and Steven were connected to through their various schools... And it was good.

I'm toying with the idea of making my journal friends-only, for no real reason other than it would please me to do so. But on the other hand, Friendslocked journals are so boring to the casual observer. On the third hand, the casual observer may well be a balding overweight 60 year old degenerate prostitute porn king and child molester of some kind of description, so maybe it'd be an alright idea. Of course, I'm not saying that all casual readers and randoms are like that, but it's fun to make up such terrifying pictures.
I'm also not saying that being a balding overweight 60 year old degenerate prostitute automatically makes you a bad person. Or you could cross off the degenerate prostitute, for more ease of stuff. Or I could shut up.
I doubt I'll do it though, because I am too lazy.

I'm annoyed at the world for making me do work.
I want to go driving, but my parentals are too tired. :( Oh well. Maybe in the morning again.

I had this awesome plan, in which I would buy and install a CD player in the car I'll be sharing with my mum for a period of time until I can afford my own car, but I've just realised that it is fundamentally flawed - I don't think my mum would like the idea of me listening to music and driving at the same time, so she wouldn't let me do it straight away, thus defying the whole purpose of the cunning plan.

Oh well.

I still need more icons. I still need to spend my giftvoucher money. I think I will save and save my wage monies until I have plural dollars. That is what I want to do.
armygeek, and tattered_pinion, know that I haven't forgotten that I owe you money. I plan to pay it back next week, sometime after Monday. I think it was $12 (or $13?) for Netto and $7 for Trent. Eh. If you know otherwise tell me.

Um, I have nothing/very little else to say. The hip flask I now have on my desk-bookshelf-shelf makes me happy as I gaze up at it's shiney shinenesss. :)

My other favourite inanimate object to look at is my green oozy bubble water thingy. I'm sure it has another name, aside from paperweight, and I'm also sure that some chemistry types could tell me just why the green oozy bubble thingy doesn't mix with the water thingy [which I'm assuming isn't actually water], but I like watching the bubbles, so it matters not/little to me.

The history tutorial today was surprisingly good, oh, and tattered_pinion, you missed an awesome lecture today by Phillipa Maddern [yes, that's the good one] about the Black Death. I died, as did three quaters of the class. It was great.
The tutorial was on the Franciscans, and why they were so popular at their outset, if you're interested. And while I still find the majority of the tutorial group seriously lacking, expecially Jade, who makes me very angry, with his pompous arrogance and holier-than-thou attitude [hehe. I love that term/phrase/whatever it is], the discussion was more than two or three people. For once, ever. I miss semester one tut group [as I was talking about with Victoria before].

I'm going to go play Neverwinter Nights now. Maybe.