You know, I really shouldn’t knit,
a) When it’s bordering the very late hours of the evening
b) When i’ve had some wine
c) When I’m in the middle of watching a movie
or
d) When I’m ready to pass out from exhaustion.

Or maybe I should just learn to read instructions. Regardless, now I have to go back about seven rows just to fix up something I should have done in the first place. Typical!

Knitting aside, EPIC SHAME ON ME! I could not suck more at blogging at of lately. I keep wanting to go and blog, but I get distracted by things like The Sims 2, knitting, The Sims 2, TV, The Sims 2, Uni work … Ohh my bed looks so comfy right now .. nah… I’ll play some Sims.

I wish I had a better excuse to explain my suckage, but it really is as simple as that. I did think about coming up with some far fetched excuse like that my mum was abducted by aliens and I had to travel into the depths of space to bring her back home, or that Elyse kidnapped me and kept me hostage in the back of her closet, feeding me on food scraps, and peanut butter she scraped off her sex midgets… But alas, no. It is a silly little computer game which allows me to play God which as been absorbing all my time.

Yes. I finally bought the Sims 2 and various expansions for Mac. I have a perfectly fine working copy of the game and most of the expansions for Windows, but thanks to the Bill-Gates asskissers that are Maxis, who won’t acknowledge the wonder that is Steve Jobs, I don’t have a cross-compatible game, and have to buy new ones. You know, they really could learn from Blizzard in that sense.

Back on topic … So, I’ve been abusing the game, making my little minions Sims do petty little tasks… Have Dinner, Take Bubble Bath, Teach toddler to talk, Have affairs with four other sims half your age and break up with your wife, Die when the hot tub catches fire and your ex-wife doesn’t care enough to extinguish the flames … Sad, but true. I am a vengeful God. All in all, i’ve been enjoying the game. I think I’m starting to get over the “OMFG I CAN FINALLY PLAY THIS AWESOME GAME AGAIN” phase now, and should be back to normal within a week, but it’s been almost two years since I played the game, so i’m lapping up all the excitement (and new expansions) that I can … At least until The sims 3 is released.

OKAY, enough about The Sims. Uni has been kicking me in the arse repeatedly to the point where I sit in my lectures thinking up all the horrible ways that my lecturers could be tortured, much like they’re torturing me. Death by essay paper is looking exceedingly entertaining as we go on …

Seriously though, my lecturers are quite cool. My Biometry lecturer is quite possibly mentally unstable. He prances around the lecture room, shouts at random intervals, does jigs when he feels like it and .. oh… He brings his ventriloquist dummy to class regularly. My Geography lecturer appears to be turned on by death, high death tolls, and epic ways to die … He gets all excited and giggly when he starts talking about deaths due to natural disasters, and is quite sadistic. Especially when there’s Lava involved. Sadly, my Chemistry lecturer is as boring as fuck, but the lectures are quite interesting so it’s not too much of an issue.

I gave myself a mild panic attack and break down the other day. I’d been in one of my down-and-depressed-but-have-no-reason-to-be moods all day, and I finally got around to starting my assignment, and just did not get it. At all. I couldn’t do even a simple probability question. And I broke down, and cried, and wanted to drop my class, and curl into a ball and die. I’m fairly sure James was about ready to lock me into a nice, cushy padded room. Thankfully he was patient, and the next day we worked through the assignment together. Still, what the!? Could my mood have been more retarded!?

So what else is up in the world of Sarah? My tattoo has healed up perfectly, albeit a little itchy. I started a diet two-and-a-bit weeks ago (A liquid diet, will explain in another blog) and have thus far lost over 3kgs. I’m enjoying the diet too because it’s so easy, and I only have to worry about dinner.

That’s pretty much it. If you read all of this novel you really do deserve a medal.

okay so Jenn tagged me for the Desktop meme. Sooo, here’s my desktop!

MacOS FTW :D

I tag: Elyse, Katy, Mander, Caitlin and (when she has a chance to stop pushing out a baby,) Jennifer!

Yeah. This is the to-do-list of all to-do-lists. I really need to do all of this (possibly some of it twice or three times) before leaving for my holiday. :)

1. Tidy the apartment. Well. like … Spring Clean type tidy. And considering it’s spring, it’s kind of appropriate. Yeah.
2. Clean the balcony. That layer of grime and dust can finally come off considering the buildings across the road have finally been completed, and won’t add too much more dust to my poor balcony.
3. Sort out your closet: Get rid of crap you’re never going to wear again. Get rid of stuff that doesn’t fit. Hang things up. Tidy up the shoes. Sell the shoes you’re never going to wear.
4. Reformat your Macbook. It’s slow, tedious, and doesn’t really like you too much at the moment. If you’re feeling considerate, Buy MacOS Leopard, and install that on both computers.
5. Exercise! Jeez, you’ve packed on a few the past two years. Use that bloody gym membership and GET GOING.
6. Once you’ve lost a few kegs, convince dad that a new wardrobe is a totally appropriate (and required) Christmas present. Go shopping. Don’t forget a new swimsuit and boardies!
7. Get your hours up at work. It’s not like you’ve got anything better to do until you leave for Sydney… Or anything better to do once you’re back from Sydney.
8. Splurge money from said hours on a Nikon D40x? Why? Because you want to.OHYEAH.
9. Figure out what to buy the family for Christmas. Don’t spend TOO much money because you know dad will be on your arse about it for the rest of the Holiday.
10. See your bloody friends. Yes, that includes Uni friends and Sydney friends.
11. Don’t forget your Cousins!
12. Apply for your +18 NZ card. That way you don’t have to carry your fucking passport whenever you want to get booze.
13. Oh, Shit. Don’t forget to vote in the Australian Elections in November… was it the 23rd or 24th? Either way, get it over and done with at the Australian Embassy before the date, otherwise you’ll be putting off that sexy little camera and paying off a stupid fine. Bloody Australian government.
14. When back from holiday, get that website project going you’ve been talking about to some friends for months. It’ll be good for you.
15. Apply for Semester 1, 2008, and make sure your classes and timetable don’t suck as much preverbial penis as this semester’s did.
16. Read more.
17. Clock Zelda, Phantom Hourglass AND Zelda, Twilight Princess.
18. I suppose that last one would involve actually having the Wii. Get the thing off James.
19. Vexel more.
20. Take more photos.
21. Explore around Auckland. Maybe take a train trip into the middle of nowhere one day, take photos, and return.
22. Add more to this list.

1. Sewwy.com expired. And then renewed. Happy Birthday, site. You’re getting old.
2. I’ve worked until close every night i’ve worked this week. I’m starting to get sick of one of my coworkers and his lack of responsibility, especially when he, and my managers, know full well I can’t close on sunday nights OR on weekdays except Friday. Piffle.
3. Daylight savings kicked in today. I lost an hour of sleep. Fuck you, daylight savings.
4. October starts tomorrow. This means I have three more weeks of uni. This also means that my exams are in a few weeks. This is making me even more murderous than points 2 and 3 made me.
5. Some new photos at my flickr.
6. My nails look sexy. I love being ambidexturous. *Admires her handiwork*
7. I’ve been having a lot of headaches lately. Lots of headaches is a problem for me - it’s hinting that there’s possibly something wrong. It might be my eyes. I should have them checked again.
8. I finished a book last night. It was good.
9. I’m level 27 in WoW. I’m too addicted to this game at the moment.
10. I’m going to bed. Peace out, bitches.

Okay.

So I just watched Click with Adam Sandler for the first time, and I swear to god I cried sobbed like a baby through more than half of the movie. WTF.

I have a theory. Adam Sandler makes me cry.

Seriously. I’ve seen 50 first dates at least 100 times and still bawl through it.

Fuck you, Adam Sandler. Stop messing with my femaley hormones.