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We have all the kittens now, and I am still considering whether to retain one. They are so cute. Ugh. I can't afford the vet bills right now. I will buy some wormer and go from there, although I am fairly sure they don't have worms.





I slept terribly last night and need more sleep, but I have 5 kittens and a mamacat, plus my housemate's puppy to care for.

Sigh.

I may put all the kittens somewhere nice and dark, make sure they have water, check on the very annoyed mama cat and then snuggle into bed with the puppy. Heh.

It was all decided, now is being acted upon. Go me.



I applied some more... I am hopeful, because I keep applying, but in a way... not hopeful.





My housemate found a litter of kittens behind the house. I want one. So... I am considering adopting a kitten. We have about two weeks before they will be ready. When that time comes, we will catch them and take them to an animal rehousing orgsnisation.

I really want to keep one.

The wifi is disturbingly compliant at 1.30am.

I fought a long, hard battle with it for most of the day, and it works now... yeesh.





I miss mon chouchou.

I got rather sick after moving. Thankfully, it didn't last more than a few days, technically I am STILL sick, as I have a nasty cough and an icky nose, but thw worst of it is gone - the pounding headaches and incredibly sore throat. It felt like someone had ripped through my throat and forehead with sandpaper.

It came on within aboooout 6-8 hours, lasted two nights and then left me with this icky nose and fiendish cough that racks my chest with dry expulsions of wheezing air... Okay - my cough isn't that bad at the moment - but it was last night. Last night it woke me up and forced me to stay awake from 3.30 to abooout 6.30am, as laying down was just impossible. I would hack ajd cough and my chest would ache... ugh.

I considered going to the free clinic here, buuuut... I feel like it isn't that bad. The wheezing was the thing worrying me the most, and it is nearly completely gone.

Hugging and being a huggy person is a... being a huggy-person thing. That seems obvious, but, like... I am living with an extrovert. I am an intro. I am a huggy person, extro-housemate is not. I weirdly assumed that being an extro lead to greater chance of hugginess, but no. I also kind of assumed that being an into led to hugginess... No. It is vaguely funny when you have the obvious realisation that personal preference counts for all.

Heh.

How... I don't know, not short-sighted, but... assuming of me. Yes. Assuming.

I have been here for a week, now. Things are... ugh. They are difficult. I don't want to complain - things are just the way they are. It will get better - I am completely sure of it.

Ten minutes until trial... My shirt, which was perfectly ironed, is now wrinkled and creased to all heck... and I forgot a few things. Crap.

Not taking winter clothing was a BAD idea. I figured that since it is spring, it would be warmish...



Also did not factor in that this is one of the coldest places in the whole country.



Fuck.

I have done so much and so little... ugh. I don't know. I have more places to apply to, and I have my trial in a day's time... I want to buy some jogging shoes and go for a run, but they aren't *needed*, so it is out of the question. I am doing the occassinal bit of yoga and little else. I am not bored exactly, just restless for work.

I have power-cleaned every room in the house bar my housemate's bedroom. It is surprisingly cold here.



Surprisingly... That should not be surprising at all.

The wifi I am using doesn't let me reply to messages. Hm. We have been given the go-ahead in permission to own pets - we are therefore getting a rabbit and a puppy. I got a free coffee table today (THANK YOU PEOPLE WHO REALLLY NEED TO GET RID OF STUFF FAST, AND FOR FREE) - the table is low and long, and I am going to buy/get some free tiles, which I will cover the bottom shelf of the coffee table with... and I will make a rabbit hutch. AWESOME. That has saved me roughly 100-200 dollars.

I wanted to adopt a rabbit from a shelter, buuuut they are so expensivr to adopt. I would be better off going to a pet store and seeing how much they want for a bunbun.

Canberra is beautiful. I am sitting in a park, sitting in the longish grass, canopied by what appear to be maple trees. The grass has flowers and clovers in it, the trees are full of birds.



I am rarely going to be on VR over the next few weeks. I need to conserve my extremely limited internet.

My first night in the big city in 10 years. It is going well. Really well. 4 days until my trial, and two days until I can go do... stuff.

Tomorrow we shop for the essentials we are missing - the house is fully furnished and even came with a few foodstuffs and cleaning equipment and linen, but missing weird things.



I am... overjoyed with mah housemate.

I am feeling pretty positive about everything.

My minimalism is working out perfectly. My room looks bare, but I am going to inquire about walldecals in a couple of weeks, and then the walls shall be spruced with brilliant designs and colours. If decals aren't permitted, I may buy a door curtain and decorate with that.

Also, I have pomanders to make... The house is so starkly white. Cream carpet and white walls - it needs... something.

There is a little triangle of garden out the front... I am going to ssk if I can plant some mixed flowers in there.

Move completed.

It has been... over 30 hours since my last real sleep.

I am torn between hunger (all I have had is a small complimentaty packet of gormet-style corn chips) and the dire need for sleep, and the need for Dylan.



Dylan, then sleep, then food.

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Oddity
05:12 Oct 18 2014

Congrats on being moved! I haven't gotten any real sleep in a while either, what with having really strange work hours. Also, I have had a bowl of cereal today...this morning actually, and now it's going on midnight. I just got home from work and I'm going to have fast food. Lol.

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Owlish
07:15 Oct 18 2014

I am considering fast food. If my housemate and I go shopping, I may buy a cheap packet of pasta and just scoff the entire thing.



I can't get my head around the idea that I LIVE here. It is really disturbing me.

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The flight was... okay. I lost it more than I really care to admit... before we had even taken off. As short as I am, I banged my head twice on the ceiling. I took pictures and I am utterly exhausted, but messily dressed (my clothing sense is off the wall when I am tired), so I dont want to go searching for food or coffee... which I am starting to realise will be an absolute *NEED*, in order to survive the next 3 hours.



I need to turn my phone off and conserve battery.



I don't have a book to read.

I honestly wish I could sleep right here in the waiting area.

I heard whispers there is a Starbucks in Syd airport... I'm going to hunt it down if I have time, and get some over-priced American coffee.



I googled it, and it is apparently there, in the international terminal. I don't know if I can get in there, but I will see.

I just can't stop. Augh. This is rubbish. I think I will be okay when I actually get to Canberra, but right now, I am a mess. It's probably a delayed reaction - I am currently telling myself "I don't want to move. Why am I putting myself through this?" and then I remind myself that yes, I DO want to do this. I do, I'm just getting a bit worked up in the process.



I am trying to "calm thine self", as my boyfriend would put it. I AM excited - I need to rediscover that excitement.





I don't see the point in sleeping - in 2 hours, I need to be up anyway.

People have tried to be helpful and reduce my fear of flying... ugh. UGH. Christ. I'll be flying in... 8 hours.



NOPE.



The sad side is setting in. It's reaaaally setting in.

Tomorrow's my last day being here... I mean that in the physical sense of my current accommodation, town and state, and I mean that in the possibly-VR sense. I may not be able to log on for weeks. That should be... absolutely no inconvenience at all, other than the fact that I may occasionally get bored. Don't get me wrong - I like VR, but I've been spending less and less time on here lately, and I think it'd only be a slight annoyance to not be able to log on.



Tonight is "purge night" for all the stuff I don't take with me.

I answered the phone and it was someone who seemed to wish I had notified them sooner of my move... but they don't get into contact with me. They don't ask about me, call me, or... anything.

I'm kind of sad that I won't see a friend here before I move... also kind of not sad, because she had multiple opportunities to see me and she didn't. I asked her plenty of times if she wanted to go out for lunch, and she always said no. She said it kindly, but it was always no, due to some reason or another. She said "maybe next time."...

If she didn't want to have lunch, she should have just said so. I would have been less hurt and annoyed.





I can't wait to see my roommate. It's been so long. I can't wait to get to our new house and then have a few hours to myself (she has to work after picking me up), so I can sit and figure out how I'm feeling.

It will be... very interesting. I will definitely need the down-time.





WHATEVER MAN - no time for melancholy - I have sooooorting to doooo!

*grumble grumble*



Not that I have anything to grumble about - really, I'm being given handfuls of metaphorical gold... the devil is in the details. I am going to have an EXTREMELY interesting time over the next two weeks, trying to feed myself on $25-ish a week. HAH. I will be clearly eating vegetables and nothing else. Oh god. I'm going to be forced into poverty-veganism.

That's hilarious.



Kind of.

*sob*



I got more job offers... kind of? I don't even know. I got an offer for a medical field of study, which sounds interesting, and which I may very well go and see about, on Monday. People are very keen to get me back into nursing. I figure I've done it before, I can do it again. Probably. If I can get into Midwifery via a Diploma vs a Bachelor... I will do it. I don't care how long it takes.

In the same way Kvothe gets aftershocks of the plum-nut drug, I get little relapses of anxiety. Kvothe sometimes sees red and tastes plum, suddenly violent and crazeh, whereas I come out in a cold-sweat when some phrases are mentioned.

HAHA!

It happens so little these days that it all seems like it was a dream within a dream. It's brief, but god-DAMN - I was courageous and didn't run away, and it was actually not me who made someone sad (and who used the phrase that makes me spine shudder).



I've referenced a book, a poem and made a pun... I'm proud of that, too. lolol.



But seriously, I am so relieved that I didn't hurt someone's feelings when I thought I had (not that I'd done anything, I just got a vague message).







I tasted plum, so to speak.

I'm chirpy enough to Tom-Cruise-sock-slide down the hallway... don't underestimate the power of positive thinking.



Sunday we're planning operation Urban Scoping, which will be great. Walk around the neighbourhood and get a feel for the place. :D

Wewewewew!



I'm so pleased with myself. Seriously.

I sent in 7 more applications... I'm well over 20 aps in the last 24 hours. I feel like a champion. HAH!

I just counted, and it's 24 applications in the last 2 days (that I've recieved an email notification about "Hey, you applied for this job, good on you!" and that sort of thing). My fingers are sore.



I don't know how well I'd do in some of these jobs... but I haven't applied for anything I wouldn't do, even though I find some of the ones I've applied for to be... morally questionable.



I've applied for two supermarkets (one of them is the FOURTH time I've applied for their branch - I am not giving up, they would be awesome to work for), one hardware/home renovation/gardening store, a alcohol store, high-end fashion, Italian designer stores, a couple of clothing stores I would REALLY like to work for (Bonds would be absolutely fantastic, especially as it's a huge store!), travel agencies, gift stores (which I received good feedback from and have a trial for), midnight/deadman's shifts, Christmas work, early 5am work - I ALMOST even applied for the Police force... but I'm not fit enough yet for a job like that. I saved their exercise programme (which is AMAZING), and I will... talk over the possibility of a career in law enforcement in a few years, if things don't work out. It's a good, honourable job. I am literally afraid that I will be too short for it though (5'1).



I'm absolutely determined to get a job - and I'm sure I won't fail. Not that I'd consider being a cop to "just be a job" - that's a 30-year career.

To be honest, I am actually enjoying the application process. Each rejection is a step further, because I can cut the emotion tied to that outcome and move on to another application. Plus, it makes me more determined.

I have, essentially, two more days left. Today is Wednesday, and I leave Saturday... but I'm not thinking of it as "Saturday", because we will leave at about 2.30, Friday night.

Since today is almost over, and since it'd basically Friday night I'm going... two more days.





I have to remember to completely delete and transfer all my stuff from my computer to my storage devices before I leave, so my parents (who are keeping my computer) will have a clean slate to work with.







I've been Pinning things relating to OCD, and while it's not funny at times, to be stuck in a panic where your feet aren't clean enough - reading through OCD things is proving highly amusing. "I DO THAT TOO" makes me laugh, a lot.

For example, "Hand sanitiser is the gateway drug for OCD." HAH.

I'm horribly nervous about having to sit in Sydney airport for a few hours on Saturday. So many people coming in and out of Australia's biggest airport... ugh. The germs. The goddamn GERMS make my stomach writhe. I don't like hand sanitiser because it dries my skin out and makes it crack, but I am going to invest in some... if they will let me take it through the airport? Can I take alcoholic sanitiser through the airport? I don't know... maybe they will have a store there that will sell some at a half-reasonable price. But even if I buy some, I won't be able to take it on the second flight I'll catch. Maybe I just won't touch anything.

I had nightmares about this, last night.

Everything is nearly perfect. There's a free bunny on offer, and another with really nifty fur (I've never seen one like that) that's really cheap.

Augh, bunnies and a job trial. ♥

Ahhh, victory. I got an offer for the 23rd, and it's great. Seriously. GREAT. I can catch the bus there, and I have a few days to shop for clothing that's appropriate.



FFFFFFFFFS.



I am so happy. Seriously.

This may not end in a job, but it's a step waaay in the right direction. I work for two hours and they then decide if they want me full-time.

Holy GOD. I applied for roughly 10 places overnight and over today - and I have had replies from two.

One was a rejection, was was an offer of work... starting tomorrow.

Shit.

CRAP.

I am going to have to message them and regretfully inform them that I'm away until next Monday.

I am so nervous they'll say "Well, we need you now. Sorry, no job for you."



Ah well. I got a positive reply for once - so I am sure I can do it.



Since the beginning of writing this entry, my application number has jumped up to 15.

Woo.

Flibberty gibbert, I've done enough for tonight.

I purchased my ticket and printed it out.

The nerves are setting in - I repeat - the nerves are setting in.

It occurred to me the other day that I will call a new state, house, part of Australia - I will call that home. That really disorientated me for a bit.



My flight leaves at 6am. I need to be there by 5am. We're going to leave at about 2.30am, as we have to drive a bit. It should be an easy drive, no traffic at all.



Everything should be okay.



Since I have to leave at 2.30am on Friday night/Saturday morning, I am going to (from Wednesday) start forcing myself to sleep at about 5pm, and get up at about 4am - and stay awake ALL day (with no napping), until my designated sleep time, at 5pm. I'm also going to be doing it without coffee and large injections of sugar...

I want to grow some flowers, cosmos and daisies, and ran... ranu... I can't spell it. I can barely begin to spell it. It's a long confusing name but the flowers are gorgeous.

I want to grow some, anyway.

It irks me when they display the wrong colours in movies, gosh.

This is the second movie I've watched that has featured red and gold robes, and... arrrgh. The first time it was in a movie set in Thailand, the second movie is set in India.

No, no, no!



On a similar note, a friend mentioned Deepak Chopra the other day, and I didn't realise Deepak is a real person (I was watching "The Love Guru" and thought it was just a fictional character - also, the love Guru is one of the movies that I'm annoyed by the incorrect) - and so I googled Deepak. I am not impressed. Heh.

I figured it would be interested in reading a small amount of his work... nope. Nope. Nope. I guess I kind of thought it'd mainly be about the mind and body, but Chopra believes in things I resolutely do not. I'm not really interested in him for many reasons spinning off of that.





I think I will stick to Tenzin Gyatso and possibly Thich Nhat Hanh - as he has some really good ideas relating to Buddhism.

I had some amazing vegan food today, dear god.



There's a Mexican restaurant that's pretty new (only open a few months), and I wanted to get Mexican for lunch... but I didn't want to eat right at that moment (it was 10am), and I didn't want to pay $15-20 for a meal I probably wouldn't like. I had checked their menu online and they had a crap selection of vegetarian dishes, so I didn't even bother going into the restaurant.

Also, the service is apparently crap.



Two stores down from the restaurant is a vegan and vegetarian... well, it's not a restaurant, it's not a cafe, it's like a juicebar that serves really good, healthy, organic, gluten-free, vegan (raw and cooked) and vegetarian food. An... eatery? I don't know what you'd call it. ANYWAY. I had got a smoothie from the place before, and they always use local produce, so it's seasonal food, and they are constantly changing their menu as a result.

Nothing's tinned/canned, or out of a packet.

I saw they had Mexican burritos or quesadillla on offer, much cheaper than the Mexican restaurant did, plus I knew it was all hand-made, so I ordered quesadilla, after returning a few hours later, when it was a more lunchy time.



It came in 3 triangle wedges, on a plate of mixed lettuce types and shredded carrot and beetroot. The beetroot was really, really surprising, because it wasn't sweet, out-of-a-can stuff, it was freshly shredded, and very tangy. It was great.

The whole thing was then covered in salsa, with a drop of vegan sour-cream and a spoonful of guacamole on top.

It was perfectly spicy and... seriously, it was absolutely amaaaaazing. It was AMAZING. I've cooked good veg-Mex food for myself before, REALLY good food - so it was... really nice to eat it when I didn't have to spend hours cooking it (soaking beans and chickpeas, spicing, cooking, baking, topping...).

It was so worth the money - and it wasn't even expensive. Haha!





I'd been wanting to try the food they made at the veg food-bar (that's what I'll call it) for a while - I am so glad I got around to it before moving.

Tomorrow feels like judgement day. Ach.



I'm going to have such a bare space, I decided to DIY some decorations, in bright colours. I may completely fail at this.

I want to make pomanders, smallish ones, and stick them on the ceiling, in a little cluster. I want some little flower ones (fake flowers), tissue paper and possibly one or two with different coloured/shaped pins.



I am pretty sure I could do it... so I shall.

I am re-writing my profile, and instead of shortening it... it's now 300 words longer than it originally was. Oh lord.

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RoyalZombie
12:56 Oct 11 2014

I am always worried about rewriting mine. If I start, I may never stop. LOL!

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Owlish
13:04 Oct 11 2014

I just edited it again - I've got 500 more words than I did when I began... ;_;

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Quite a few months ago, I met a really nice lass at Uni. She was so bright and bubbly and chatty - complete opposite of me.

She was from another country, her dad had recently relocated his family to Australia. She was quite put-out, because she hadn't managed to make friends - apparently she had met a few girls who acted like her friends, but then ditched her.

She asked if we could be friends, and I didn't know what to say. I knew by that time that I was moving, and didn't want to promise any sort of... I don't know, on-going friendship while I was planning on moving.

At the same time, though, she was really nice and sweet, and I couldn't say no to her... so I didn't say no.

I kind of regret that now - I was supposed to catch the bus she caught a couple of times a week, and my plans changed, so I couldn't talk to her as she wanted, and we ended up texting each other a few times... and nothing more. I feel really bad about that.

She was/is so extroverted, she recently moved in from a whole new country, she has no-one... and I can't even imagine how daunting it would be to have no friends in a new country, for a person who clearly really loves having friends.



Makes me sad.

I'm reading "Lighting The Path" by The Dalai Lama, and it so perfectly explains something I was trying (and failing) to articulate when it comes to minimalism.

I can't remember the exact words, but it was something along the lines of "there's nothing wrong with having possessions, I just don't."

Or something like that.

Seriously, that's very, very roughly paraphrased and I can't be bothered re-reading the last 100 or so pages.

But his line was much more elegant... maybe I should find it.

Not now.

So while I perfectly agree with the idea of having many things and collecting many things (I like the idea of collecting things relating to different pathways of Buddhism; traditional rugs, door-curtains, items of meditation, relaxation and things that are just culturally bright and beautiful), I like the idea of NOT owning many things, much more than I like the idea of owning them.

And I like saving up money. Heh.





I'm so tired, yet I slept over 12 hours. I know I should be packing more, yet I have no energy, and I'm reducing myself to having to eat sweets in order to stay awake. I'll sleep this afternoon at about 5, and then pack/clean/cleanse my bedroom some more. I'm worried my suitcase may be physically too big (I didn't realise there are rules on the size), so I'm going to measure it (it can't exceed 150cm - 5 ft in length + depth + diameter) - and if it doesn't fit, I am going to... reduce my life a bit more. Heh.

*sob*

I'll see if the stuff in my current monster suitcase will fit into smaller bags and suitcases we have around. All my luggage must fit into ONE suitcase/duffel bag - my xbox is going into my carry-on, wrapped in a blanket, and that will be my backpack, which can't exceed 7kg (15.5lbs).

I don't think my xbox is 15lbs, so that should all be fine.



I'm not even sure if I've got the training... but if I have been accepted, I'll have to move next Saturday.







I'm exhausted. I want to nap, and tried to, but my feet feel all dry and yucky, it was disturbing me.

Yesterday was... a bit bad in a few ways, but also had good points.



The car trip up was long and full of arguing.



Frozen was put on about an hour after we got there.



I ate sweet stuff, which lead to the headache. The headache hounded me for over 9 hours, and by the time we got home, I was starting to feel kind of loopy.

To be completely fair, it's not like I ate a HUGE amount of sugar - what was expected for a birthday party, really, but for someone who rarely eats sweets, it was as if I'd eaten a whole cake, the entire container of frosting, the entire packet of sprinkles, the entire packet of chocolates, a gallon of soda... I just couldn't handle the amount I had, which was small-ish.





Good points?

I got to see them all before I move.

My niece and nephew are adorable. My nephew actually talked to me - the first time ever. I'd only seen him... three times before this, and he's only two. This time he chattered away, sang songs (kind of), munched out on cupcakes and played with me.

I saw their new cat, which I hadn't seen before, and she was adorable, soft and... :3

I generally enjoyed it... I just wish a few things hadn't happened, like my headache.





It was a learning curve, though. Now I know I can't handle one small chocolate, a lollipop and a cupcake all at once.

It gives me a super-headache.

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00:36 Oct 11 2014

I'm glad there were positive things, and am sorry for the negative ones. Back when I was dieting, and had eliminated sweets from my diet, and had lost a shit ton of weight...whenever I would eat something sweet my stomach would hurt so bad and I would get nauseous, no headaches. I have them from time to time, and they are awful, headaches I mean. I know how bad they can be, and that sucks, sorry you had one for so long. Also, I gained the weight back, and am on good terms with sweets again, which sort of sucks but whatever.

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I kind of want a Ghau... I'd be very naughty and stick a photo of mah Dylan in it.

Because I have to wait, but there's a huge range from all around the world.

I had a bit of a weird thought before, 'If I message people because I desire conversation, am I using that person for selfish or purely intrinsic reasons?'



In the end, I don't think it's selfish. I derive joy from the occasional communication, and I hope I make the person I'm talking to happy, I hope I make them laugh or something, too.

So it's not entirely selfish... because I do wish for the joy of others when it comes to communication.

I have... a really good idea, but I don't think people will be in for it, which is slightly depressing. I may want a new Crest, and a few other bits and bobs... I'm good with font, so I'm really missing my Photoshop... I guess, since I want this to be a collaboration, though... I can work around this. Possibly.

Hm.



I can't find anything online that really fits with my ideas regarding certain philosophies - I joined a place earlier and they were informative, but they weren't a discussion, they didn't have forums, just a system where you write an article based on your precepts, and then people can comment. I don't have a problem with that as a website (it was similar to the VR Member Pages) - but I wanted a forum, and they don't have one.



So... I'll get onto my idea, and see if I can find enough people to join in, and then... we'll see. :D

Dilemma - choosing between comforter covers and deducing price cuts and "sales", totalled in with shipping price.

I am fairly sure there's no way to win and get a bargain when it comes to bedding.





For example - I have a voucher for $25 off any order over $99 (not including items already on sale).



Shipping for all orders under $140 is $8.50.



There's some nice comforter covers (a nice Aztec-patterned one I like) for under $80, but then that means I don't get a discount and don't get free shipping.



If I get one that's $100, I get $25, but I STILL have to pay postage.



If I get one that's $140, I get a flat-rate of $25 off and (should-be) free shipping.

If not, I'd have to spend at least $165 for free shipping (and then add the $25 off to make that $145).





Either way, you roughly spend a minimum of $90 (including shipping).







I really like this Australian site (I tend to like Aussie sites more for bedding because the shipping is less within my own country - it costs, on average, $20 shipping from the US or UK) - http://www.zanui.com.au/. They have nice furniture, and the stuff I like isn't terribly expensive. They have a nice range, in different styles. They have different prices, designers, pattern-sets and they cover everything in home.

It's good.

I was reading about something pretty bad, and was thinking about the effects boycotting would have - not that I would do it in this instance - it's just something I was thinking about.

I realised pretty fast that that's a bad idea to boycott a country (China, for example), because:



• I wouldn't be able to afford to live if I did that, as a vast majority of retailed goods sold here are imported from China at much cheaper prices. Buying "Australian Made" stuff would be EXTREMELY expensive after more than a week.



• In a way, boycotting China wouldn't achieve anything positive, because you'd be depriving innocent people of sales and revenue, which isn't exactly fair as it's the government you'd be attempting to boycott.



• It would take millions of people to boycott China and make a DIFFERENCE.







It was... an interesting thing. I was thinking about the pros and cons, and came up with heaps more cons. Boycotting a country (especially somewhere like China) would be stupid and near impossible. Boycotting a store (or for example, a hotel chain - *cough*Intercontinental*cough*) would be more effective in terms of boycotting.

"Put up traffic signs around the room. If your roommate doesn't obey them, give him/her tickets. Confiscate something your roommate owns until s/he pays the tickets."



I'd never make my house-mate's life hell, but the things on "Dumb.com" are pretty funny. Well, some of them. Some are just... stupid, gross, or mean. Definite grounds for an eviction notice, heh.



"Build a creepy shrine devoted to the roommate you want to get rid of."



Silly website.

I really want a door curtain... I found some beautiful ones on a Dharma website. They also sell lovely wall-hangings that are weaved, and... unf. ♥ I wish I had the luxury of being able to buy a new mala (my current is a bit... well, the tassels, the ends are a bit frayed), as this store has some magnificent (and reasonably priced) mala.



On the plus side, I googled the region I'm moving to, and found that there's a few stores that sell vaguely the same stuff. I'm sure I could get a singing bowl or something, when I move.







... I cracked and got a shirt from the afore mentioned awesome site.

Another job application... this is my first one I've sent off for Canberra. I'm really, reallllllly excited for this. I should get a reply within a few days... possibly as soon as today.



I'm getting much better at writing out professional emails and making enquiries at businesses and Universities, which is really good for me, I was so nervous about it at first.

Yeesh.

"I could slap you so hard you'll regenerate."



And to think, some people don't like Clara...

I hardly remember what it felt like to have tongue piercings. This is so bizarre.



I have decided what section of my hair I want to dye - the bottom of my hair. Not a great deal of it... I'll try find a photo similar to what I like...

http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/c0/47/cd/c047cdda8a13e2900ba5a6effaf97fc6.jpg



Like that. Since my hair's a wicked shade of black/purple (the black is nice and soft, with natural brown highlights showing through, so it looks incredibly natural - but in the sun, it glows deep, dark purple) - so yeah - since it's black/purple, I think I'd like the under-colour to be a lilac.



It depends upon my employer, of course. If I get hired by a conservative Christian care provider, or a high-end store like David Jones or Meyers, I VERY much doubt I'll be allowed that. Otherwise... we should be cookin'.

I now only have one visible piercing (my nose), and none at all in my mouth... coloured hair shouldn't be too bad.

Although... I also have to remember that I have tattoos.

Speaking of which, I reaaaaaaallly need to get them coloured in/touched up. I'd prefer to have that happen before employment.

I'm already looking for places that may be.... worth checking out in Canberra for my touch-ups/colouring.

It's so warm with the slightest breeze, my sugar and coffee hit is wearing off... I'm almost literally sleeping in my chair. I can barely keep my eyelids open. I can barely sit upright. I have a magnificent slouch.



I removed my tongue piercings... yesterday? Yesterday or the day before, and on the top of my tongue, there's no physical, visual evidence of the piercings ever existing.

I removed them because I had a rather large sore in my mouth, close to the bottom end of one of the piercings. Within a few hours, the sore had stopped stinging, and within 12 hours, it had visibly reduced in size. A day (or two, I really can't remember) after removing the piercings, and the sore is nearly completely gone.

I want to make vegetarian mushroom stroganoff, or mushroom ragout (sans wine). There's also mushroom potpies and mushroom vegetarian sausage rolls, or... like a thick mushroom soup. Ooooorr a beautiful-looking red-skinned potato, asparagus and green-bean salad that I want to make, which would go nicely with... you guessed it, mushrooms. Lightly fried mushies, with light spices thrown in, and then mixed into the potato salad.

That'd be beautiful.

Seriously.

Even... lightly fried small, whole mushrooms would be great in potato salad.

Little mouthfuls of joy.



I have a Pinterest board with a heck of a lot of mushroom dishes... and every time I see it, I get a rumbly belly.

I read something awesome a little while ago, relating to yoga (I am paraphrasing and summarising as I can't find the original publication to quote) - "Don't push yourself for "that pose". Yoga isn't a competition, you're not being judged by what you cannot do. Yoga's entirely about YOU - if something simply doesn't work for you, don't make it a "goal" - it's better to accept you physically can't do it, and find other poses you can do."



At first, I thought it was a bit of a defeatist attitude... but then... even thinking that is vaguely 'self competitive', as if "I should be able to do this, so I will! If others can, I can too!".



I cannot do downward dog. It is incredibly painful for even a few seconds at a time - it isn't "good" pain that comes with stretching muscles out, it's just pain. Bad, bad pain. I held onto the idea of "one day being able to do it!" but every time I try, pain. I've had instructors try help... pain. Pain! It's like a fire ripping up the back of my legs - all the way from heel to hip.



I feel asleep in an interesting yoga position yesterday... and it was the most refreshing nap I've had in a loooong while.

When I move, I think I'm going to try sleeping like that more often (as I will have a real bed, and not this flimsy futon).

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Dakotah
22:46 Oct 04 2014

Owlish, what was the yoga position what enabled you to rest? I have not tried Yoga but there are some meditative stances I do that a friend/mentor who I go to for refreshment of body/soul/mind have taught me.

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Owlish
22:57 Oct 04 2014

It was a hip pose/a variation of the lotus position - Supta Sukhasana.

Personally, next time I try sleeping like that, I'll do it with small pillows under each knee.

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I love Turkish/Moroccan patterned quilts/comforter covers. There's an absolutely gorgeous one that's in shades of blue, green and deep purple, with golden and black traditional designs. It's an "Alessandra by Kas". It's lovely. There's matching cushions.

I'm in heaven.

An awaited handful of dread came to pass, I was correct in my assumption.

Pollyanna, the silver lining as it were - it wasn't as bad as it could have been.



Afterwards, meditation, self-negotiation, meditation. I rationally know why it happened, and gave myself a glimmer of hope... and it worked out. The person apologised for snapping at me, and explained why they did it - which was again, a correct assumption I had.

I'm glad it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

Very glad.

While I'm enamoured by minimalism, there's a few kinks and trends I dislike. I guess it's because they're trends - they have people backing ideas relating to it that seem so... regulatory, and to be frank, stupid. It completely takes away from the idea of minimalism, and makes it into some ridiculous competition on "who can own less".



For example, I hate the notion that you must own under 50 items, otherwise you're not a "real" minimalist. This is a fairly new concept, from what I can find - and one I abhor.



I also dislike that you're not "supposed" to own anything that's not essentially essential - like things of personal significance.



I like the notion of Zen minimalism - simple things bring simple beauty, and say more. There's elegance and beauty in minimalism... and I dislike the notion that minimalism isn't minimal if you have beauty.

I love the idea of non-attachment and possession, de-clutter and emotional and mental release and freedom... but not this idea that you're not a "real" minimalist if you don't adhere to a bunch of rules.

I dislike that sort of rigidity, that "white walls only" theme - life is supposed to be fun and beautiful and happy. I think... having a wall with beautiful decals on it while having a pretty bare bedroom (a laptop, stuffed animal, bed and one or two books) is beautiful, and minimal, and great. I don't like that minimalism must be stark and monochrome. Sure - don't possess much. But that doesn't mean you can't have bright orange or purple walls with beautiful decals, or painted spaces.

If this opportunity doesn't work out, it's 3-ish weeks before I move instead of... 2 weeks. That's okay. If the opportunity doesn't work out, I'd be working sooner, instead of the 2 months of training I'd be doing (non-paid).





I'm turning into a Samsung/Microsoft technophile. I get so excited about my future Surface Pro 3 that I honestly think I'll cry when I open it.

This isn't to say that I am wanting to buy EVERYTHING Samsung and Microsoft bring out - I am just... extremely enthusiastic about the future of both companies and more than willing to support them via buying their products - when I need them.

I won't stock up on things I don't need (what a waste of money), but... when I need a new tv, I'll save up and buy a Samsung. My current computer monitor is the best one I've ever had, and it's a Samsung. My phone, while annoying at times, is a brilliant Samsung Galaxy Note.

I've tried others - all replaced by Samsung.

Apple look nice... and that's it.



This all relates, of course.

I'm terrible at making small-talk, even with people I like.

I have had so much sugar today, oh lord. I already feel kind of twitchy. I feel like I could swim a mile.