Adventures of the Slothturtle

Choose a page between 10 and 271, and a number between 1 and 4, and I will tell you the proverb that will shape 2012 for you.

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(Mine is apparently 'Too far East is West.' Words to live by, them).

Why on Earth does freezing things make them so much better? I have been snacking on frozen grapes, which are weirdly sorbetish in texture, and followed my dinner with strawberries and frozen vanilla yoghurt. I feel so ridiculously decadent, it's bloomin' delightful. :D

It has been a Week, but the Week is over and I'm happily enconced in bed, under blankets gifted (and made!) with love. It's a pretty good deal, being me. :)

Leave pairing, word, genre/kink/whatever in comments; I will write as much as comes to mind!

I was going to do the snowflake challenge, too, but I'm seriously unsure about reccing anything I've done. I suspect hormones may be involved. I think there's a time limit, but I'll see how I feel about completing it a little later, I think.

Today for dinner I had broccoli and cocktail sausages. It was surprisingly delicious. :D

I have fallen in love.

*headdesks*

There's this dark wood desk in a salvage place down the street. One of those ones constructed out of drawers with a sage leather desk top; something like this but not nearly in such good condition, obviously.

It's one of those ridiculous things I have always, always wanted; it's pretty much the only month I am completely and utterly incapable of affording it (at £95).

Ah well. I am learning the value of money and the value of maturity of late; I'll buy one later in life when I've more money and the room for a study. :D

(I'm totally gradually buying things for a study that I don't have. Other people plan imaginary weddings, holidays...)

I had uninterrupted access to a computer for the first time this holiday today, so I scanned through last year. In Which I Wrote Nothing and Whined A Lot. Both of those things'll be changing in the coming year, I'm pretty sure. :)

I hope you all had a great holiday season and got to spend some time with people you love, even if the person you love was yourself.

I'm going to find somewhere for my new Doctor Who calendar; can I just say, Doctor Who magazine for the win. Calendar, stickers, weeping angel for the top of the tree, card from the Doctor, Doctor poster, monster gift tags, terrifying Matt Smith mask, haul. So if you would like on the calendar, birthday-wise, please leave the date and your address in the screened comments below. I will be acknowledging birthdays this year for certain-sure, honest I will - it's all part of my resolution to stop being A Massive and Irredeemable Numpty.

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A summary of my day from my blackberry:

I'm in bed watching Lewis. I like it 'cos the police don't shoot anybody at the end.

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I think what distresses me a little is that some teachers don't already think like this. I get frustrated when something that seems so obvious to me is treated as a revelation; it took a while to occur to me that not everyone knows already.

Oh empathy. You are so very not my bitch.

re: social media, by the way... I'm going to be retreating a little from that (she says, as she crossposts from one platform to another...)

The more platforms that I engage in the less I engage; the more places I have to speak in the less I have to say. I've removed the twitter app from my phone and I think I'm going to get rid of my tumblr entirely, possibly the same with twitter, because if I can use an excuse I will, and reposting content generated by others is the biggest of excuses possible not to create content of my own. Haven't decided what to do with livejournal and dreamwidth yet, and google+ I haven't even really worked out how to use. I just... don't tend to see social media as an opportunity to communicate so much as a pressure to perform, which is a symptom of my negatively self-centered mindset. DNW.

In other DNW news, neighbours had a loud party last night and someone called the police on them; now I'm listening to people throw up. Always a good way to start the morning. XD

(dis)Advantage of having moved lots of different places over the past few years and only now thinking it's worth unpacking properly:

( lol nostalgia )

Also have found gum! Day pretty much complete. Getting a sofa tomorrow, which is awesome and means I can upload pictures of the house soonish; at the moment it still resembles a Blue Peter shoebox entirely too much.


ETA: the gum is not from 2006. I think.

So hey, it's been a while. :)

I'm starting to settle into my new place, which is a strange sort of double-decker shoebox with improbably thin walls; the reality of having a place to myself again is so incredible it's difficult to articulate, and I'm loving getting hold of my own furniture. At the moment it's bare minimum, and cheap crap for the most part, but I have a delightful old lady chair for reading in, and what more do you need? My sister doesn't seem to approve of my choices of potential wall decoration, but she doesn't really understand that I don't care so much about decorating as I do about having my pictures up, and that means mismatch and geekiness and I can pretty much guarantee a smile on my face every time one corner-catches my eye.

I like new houses for the small differences they bring with them, at least at the beginning. I haven't enough furniture to allow me to be house proud, because there are still various things in bags on the floor, but I'm motivated to be neater than I have been in a while. Lack of the internet has had me reading newspapers, although not very successfully; somehow I never got past the first page of last Sunday's Independent because I kept welling up over the tales of people taking care of each other after last week's riots. Despite no evidence arriving so far, I blame hormones entirely. I've been exploring more too and Southsea's a brilliant place for it; little weird and funky shops everywhere, and I finally have my own little independent Local Comics Shop - the bloke who owns it seemed initially unnerved by my clear lack of a penis ('are those a gift? Or are they... for you?')but comforted when I popped in to buy the recent Mike Carey (Unwritten, which I'm really enjoying so far) and ask where I might buy a screwdriver. People seem unnerved when I mention the graveyard as one of my highlights, but wide open and peaceful spaces with fascinating history snippets and trees aplenty are not to be sniffed at - I'm a little unnerved by the common's lack of trees. The seafront is very much within walking distance too, and the other night when walking back from seeing Captain America I practically danced just because there was a section of seafront with waves.

I need to get back to work which will necessarily involve buying a desk, and unfortunately that may have to wait until the end of the month. I was kind of cleaned out with the deposit and first month's rent and admin fee and all. I should be getting a small raise this year, though, since I'm a full time fully qualified teacher now, plus there's the possibility of a bonus type thing which I'm trying to decide what to do with (should I manage to get it). A car seems reasonably practical but not particularly necessary, paying off my overdraft sensible but boring, putting it towards a holiday ridiculously tempting but possibly not justified, and a Masters... I don't know. I'd love to but I know myself well enough to know how bad I am as a student. Last year they offered various discounted and free modules for a Masters, so I'm going to hold out hope (no matter how unrealistic) that there's something of the sort again. I suspect there may be ways of claiming some small amount of support under the umbrella of Continued Professional Development, also, but I'll have to look into it further to know for sure. It's weird - I was certain that I didn't really want to pursue a Masters in education, that I would hold out for linguistic anthropology or the evolution of human communication, but now that I've found something that I'd like to investigate I'm all over eagerness. I'll see how it pans out. My enthusiasms are bright and all-consuming and over terribly quickly, for the most part.

That's probably enough rambling for the moment, isn't it? I have missed you all, though, and will endeavour - now I have reclaimed the Magical Internets - to read and comment a hell of a lot more. If there's anything you think I should know - or anything you'd like to know - I'd love to chat in the comments.

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OH also, completely (so very completely and utterly) unrelated to this entire post, but every time I watch Inception, Eames' little 'hmm?' at the end of a pointed question reminds me ridiculously of Carey Elwes in the Princess Bride. Now you know.

Goodbye internet, I see you later!