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I was my own place. Not just space, I've sort of got that, my bedroom, LJ, password protected laptop etc, but place. Where I can invite people over at random and with little warning. As if in: Today at Coles I fell, with many muffled squeals of pleasure, onto a DVD of Stealing Beauty for $10. Liv Tyler, enuf said. Who wants to come over this weekend to perv watch?
As if in: I want to host a smut reading afternoon/evening so I can read Otter's new fic After This, aloud to slashy people because Otter's stories taste good. Stuff like that, except that because I still live at home with both parents, organising said viewings/readings/anything takes considerable effort, warning, planning and blah. Even getting the car to go to others' gatherings requires several days warning. I've been thinking for months that I need to advertise as a professional house sitter in my suburb. Slash has become my main motivator, by the sounds of it!
And, oops, I really should have been using the last hour to do uni readings, but the time has gone *poof* and it's nearly time for BSG.
In other random news, I've officially sentenced/signed myself up for another semester of Grad Dip and withdrawn from the Archives unit. It was the right choice to make now. Whether it still seems that way at the beginning of 2006, we'll see.
My first official day at work was great. I did an hour and a half of shelving and then half an hour of spot checking (going along each shelf in each bay, making sure all the books are in order). They're paying me to do this. ::still delightedly boggling::
As if in: I want to host a smut reading afternoon/evening so I can read Otter's new fic After This, aloud to slashy people because Otter's stories taste good. Stuff like that, except that because I still live at home with both parents, organising said viewings/readings/anything takes considerable effort, warning, planning and blah. Even getting the car to go to others' gatherings requires several days warning. I've been thinking for months that I need to advertise as a professional house sitter in my suburb. Slash has become my main motivator, by the sounds of it!
And, oops, I really should have been using the last hour to do uni readings, but the time has gone *poof* and it's nearly time for BSG.
In other random news, I've officially sentenced/signed myself up for another semester of Grad Dip and withdrawn from the Archives unit. It was the right choice to make now. Whether it still seems that way at the beginning of 2006, we'll see.
My first official day at work was great. I did an hour and a half of shelving and then half an hour of spot checking (going along each shelf in each bay, making sure all the books are in order). They're paying me to do this. ::still delightedly boggling::