I'm in a posting mood, sorry!

Just going to dump a heap of photos here and link to my deviantArt and Flickr 

A picture, a link and not much else

Today i went mad. I was on hold for a total of about 2.7 hours today. Internet connection troubles. That is all i shall say on the subject.

dis was mi

In other news;
http://lrs.unisa.edu.au/ess/echo/presentation/5f304f6d-e54e-4e48-8660-11d476b541b5
if you skip through to 18:20 you can hear me breaking down into hysterics over Erectile Dysfunction, Ash's bit after my breakdown is quite hilarious also, and then i quickly gave my section before succumbing to the inevitable giggle fit. Ohhh boy.

It's a serious problem, guys

We had a full day workshop on Epidemiology today. We then broke off into groups to research and then present on a topic. My friends and i chose Erectile Dysfunction. And oh my god, i couldn't do it, i was in a fit of giggles and i couldn't control myself. Ash decided to try and ease my pain and spoke while i was trying to calm down but then he said "so if you want to get into some Hanky Panky then that's not really possible-" and i was GONE. I ended up giving my bit of the presentation in a  really strained voice, having to take breaks to constantly say "i'm so sorry this is a really serious issue but i just can't compose myself"
I stupidly included a joke, i mean, everyone laughed it was great, but i was in tears laughing at that point oh my god.
I was so embarrassed, the lecturers assessing us ended their response with "and ten points for managing to include the phrases 'Hanky Panky', 'You've gotta be keen' and 'You lot suck' into your presentation"

The little things

I'm one to be fascinated by the small differences in the world. Someone's quirks, their actions, the way old buildings are drowned out by tall, bland flat things with no detail... you name it. Small details that often get overlooked. I can't resist them. I'm not always alert to the small details, to the little things, i often get distracted or i'm too busy.

From time to time though i'll catch myself focusing on the refined details of someone's personality, the way their eyes change depending on who they're talking about... which direction their mouth curves when they half-smile... the little things. Do they feel the need to press the button at the pedestrian crossing a certain number of times? one... two... three... wait a while... two more quick presses... getting frustrated, pressing it viciously over and over again... watching the traffic lights... cars have stopped and they're crossing before the green man is illuminated.

It's not only people, either. In fact, it's probably more-so the world in general that i notice.
The week before last i went for a rather long walk (turns out i ended up walking about 10km more than i thought i had) and as i recall i spent about 10 minutes just staring at a building. I stood on a nearby bench and just stared at it. Before i add why, that does sound a little odd, doesn't it? And i'm sure i looked very strange to passers by. This building had a large black band across one wall with hundreds of little LED lights and scrolling across it were scientific poems and jokes. The Australian Science Media Centre (AusSMC), for anyone who might be interested. Anyway, i was determined to read all of it and find how long it took for the obvious loop of text to be repeated. It took longer than i expected, but it was really interesting so i didn't exactly mind. Or notice.
My point is, i was the only one taking the time to read it, all the business people obviously were not phased because they'd seen it all before, and strangely didn't even seem to notice me, someone who obviously did not belong there, standing on a bench and staring incessantly at a building. I suppose if i'd been dancing around or making some noise i'd have been noticed.

Isn't it odd how people get so caught up in their texting or iPods and fail to notice the world around them? I keep coming back to this point, i know, it's getting old Victoria would you stop now please, but honestly i don't understand how people can be happy to just go about their lives without seeing the beauty in the world. The only time anyone seems to notice the smaller details is if it's 3am and they're in an unoccupied part of the city. At which point they suddenly think absolutely everything is out to get them and oh my goodness what was that noise?

So this was my Sunday

Quite a lot of interesting or blog-worthy things happened today!

The first is simply an awkward situation i had at work. I realise i have never mentioned this on my blog before but at the ice rink where i work i often get regular customers, but that's usually young kids who like to follow me around quizzing me on Harry Potter, so i'm not complaining! Though we have one regular who used to skate Friday nights several years ago, and has only recently started coming back on Sunday mornings. He is 23 (?) and very... forward. I wont drag this out much longer, basically, he started asking a lot of questions about how the hell i can have a boyfriend on the internet who i have never met. And the last question he asked before i refused to talk to him anymore was "So... are you a naughty girl or a good girl?". It just made me really uncomfortable! I asked him what business it was of his and he was all "oh.. just interested, i mean-" 'No. You do not ask people that. What the hell?! Please leave me alone!"
My boss just laughed at me and said i should have replied with "I'm a naughty girl". To which i retorted with a nice long glare, which of course just made him laugh more.
So that was work today.

Onwards and upwards! Usually my parents visit my Grandmother whilst i am at work on Sundays, so this means i never get to go and see her, which is sad because i love her dearly! So today i convinced my Father to take me after work to see her. My Nan is the cutest little old lady ever, she doesn't even measure up to my shoulders anymore. Her new house has been decorated in true Grandmother-style, ornate rugs on all of the things, basically. Oh, and a whole lot of books! But that's not my point. My point is, that my Nan is a huge sucker for romance and gossip. We've just had a wedding several days ago which she couldn't attend, in Ireland, so she is really very interested in everything love-related at the moment. Which brings us to the actual point of all of this ramble! Phew. Sorry.
So i got talking to my Nan about my boyfriend who is in New Zealand (Hi Cody! Look, i'm mentioning you!) and she got all excited, telling me that i should use the money she gave me towards a car to go and see him. Which i am fine with! Dad cut in though and said that "if he likes her enough he'll come see her in January, she isn't to go gallivanting across the globe!". Nan had a bit of a sulk for... about a minute, when she realised that meant she would be able to meet him in January. She proceeded to convince Dad that he has to stay with us. Nan and i are a good team.
I'm going to install Skype for her next weekend and teach her how to use it "Ooh i shall email all of my friends and tell them!!".

And one last thing, update on the dungarees;

Bee Four

Aft Her

So the bleach did work, but they're still a bit darker than i want, so i'll bleach them again quite soon!

I hope you all had nice weekends :)

Today i altered some overalls

Except i call them dungarees, but it seems i am the only person left in my age group who does so, therefore i translated the title for you all. 

I cut the legs shorter and then attacked them with sandpaper, though you can't tell because of the webcam quality. After which i soaked them in diluted bleach, though i think i diluted it a bit too much because they still look quite dark to me. (picture is pre-bleach) 

They're on the washing line now, and as luck would have it, it has just started to pour down with rain! Not to worry. I also might bleach them again next time i'm looking for something to procrastinate with.

Unfinished projects. I don't mean to have so many of them! I just get bored so easily. Well, that and i have a lot of other things i need to get done! None of which i am doing now, of course.

What else? OH! The Nike Air Mag/Marty McFly kicks! How brilliant are they? Everyone seems to be kicking up a fuss because they don't auto-adjust, but the way i see it, come 2015 maybe they will?!
Anyway, we had a BttF marathon last night, and decided that if we were to turn it into a drinking game it'd be as follows:

• Take a shot every time Doc says "GREAT SCOTT!"
• A shot for every time Marty McFly runs a hand through his hair
• A drink every time Doc raises his eyebrows
• Every time Doc has a massive freak out or starts explaining things at a ridiculous pace, you have to drink until he calms down

And then we decided you would be under the table about half an hour into the first film.

GOOD DAY TO YOU, SIR!

n... new what? huh?

For an hour there i didn't think this new interface/editing/thing was going to load!
That probably doesn't make sense, but, basically i've apparently upgraded to the new Blogger and it looks very nice but it is confusing and takes a while to load.
Oh, i can add my location now? uhhhh.... no thanks!
Look here! I can allow or not allow comments! I get so many comments, that will be really useful for when i don't want to allow all of those thousands of comments that i get. Thanks, Blogger!

Another thing i seem to be able to do with this new interfaceywhateveritis is i can look at the statistics for who views my blog! I was not aware these stats existed, but apparently i had a few hundred views last month which is... which is news! I um... I was quite certain that only a handful of people read this. Maybe only a handful of people do, and they have really slow internet like me and need to refresh the page 20 times before it loads properly.

In other, and fortunately completely unrelated news (And now for something completely different), I started Pratchett's 'Witches Abroad' about 10 days ago, and without any intense reading sessions i finished it this afternoon! This is a bit of an accomplishment for me, considering i had an essay to write, the Royal Show to attend and several other time consuming things to do.

The Show was quite a bit of fun. I bought some rose water turkish delight and i've all but inhaled it. I do this every year. I'll be wandering through the wool shed thinking about re-learning how to spin wool as i have a spinning wheel now, i'll saunter up to the Melba's stand and grab a small tub of the glorious god-given treat and then i'll be wishing for months to come that i'd robbed nearby children of their spending pennies and bought the entire stock load.

Yet another off-the-top-of-my-head thought, my hair is getting quite long, i like this.

And... that's all for now!