One more week
So another week come and gone, or rather gone and come. In this week, among other things, I have learned a few things:
First, that being an Australian for a Halloween party(throwing on a Hawaiian shirt and wearing shorts and sandals) isn't nearly as impressive as if might have been at home.
Secondly, if it didn't taste like meat(I think it might attract birds, insects, and animals) marmite would be better suited for tarring a roof than for spreading on bread. For those who don't know marmite is a yeast extract, completely vegetarian friendly. It seems to be something people have grown up with in place of the peanut butter I and many North Americans have grown up with.
Thirdly, the military is still the military and you have to check every five minutes to make sure that anything gets done.
Quadiarily, Beethoven's third symphony still kicks ass.
Quintiarily, an all starch diet is possible, just not recommended.
Sexigesmally, listing things this way is seriously stretching my imagination and knowledge of Latin.
The seventh thing I've learned is that more clothes mean you have to do laundry less, and alternatively the less clothes you have the more you'll want to do laundry but really probably won't do it any more frequently(yeesh).
The eighth thing of this week I've learned is that no matter how much you like using computers to find things it's nothing compared to getting off you ass(as well as making the sales person get off his) and looking around the store until you find what you want. Nevermind the computer says they don't have any, damnit, it's gonna be there. That note I think needs a little expansion, on Thursday(my most productive day yet(though not productivity related to school)) I decided that I needed a printer. One of my flat mates had found a good deal on a printer, I would tell you what it was but it would only further outline how much more expensive things are round here. Anywho, I find the store... Eventually, and then find the item. Damnit!I know what the ninth thing I've learned this week, but I'll get to that in due course. So I talk to one of the salesidiots and say "I'll take one of those!" He looks around a bit and then runs to a computer, types something in, asks me the model No. and then says "I don't think we have any left." This is interesting, I ask him to check some other stores but for some reason he has immense trouble doing this and eventually comes back to check again at the stock in store. I notice at this point that they're holding two for customers, interesting. So, seemingly defeated, I ask if they had anything of comparable price and utility. They don't. We walk out into the printer section and he turns around and sees two boxes against the wall. It's what I'm looking for, he says you're in luck and I buy it. Wow, I assure you that didn't seem nearly as boring in my head or while I was doin it. Oh, and I got the printer on Saturday, not Thursday, which makes my thursday less productive but I think it was still quite productive not that I'll ellaborate on the day.
The ninth thing I've learned is that English kids are coo coo for fire works. It's like candy to them, though I sincerely hope they're not eating them.
And another thing, a men's haircut is usually twice what I'd pay at more. ugh.
Of course in addition to these many splendid discoveries there is always the multitude of extremely complex and intricate details deeply associated with the very heart of my degree[at this point someone would probably cough or sneeze poorly masking the word "bullshit"]
Oh! I also received a lovely package from my dear Mother, lots of good stuff although the beef jerky she sent didn't survive the trip. With that I must make the constant reminder that unless you all want to receive horribly random(and graphic) love letters I sudgest sending packages. Was that a little shameless? Yeah that was wasn't it though still, maybe you won't be terrorized with random love letters for your significant others to find and distress. That would be rather strange, also it would mean that I would have to detract from my tireless studies. Hmmm, interesting concept, well... I don't think I have anything else.
Current mood: Salsa and Mesquite
If I could have one wish right now it would be to get a plastic snowman so drunk that I could steal his Icecream.
First, that being an Australian for a Halloween party(throwing on a Hawaiian shirt and wearing shorts and sandals) isn't nearly as impressive as if might have been at home.
Secondly, if it didn't taste like meat(I think it might attract birds, insects, and animals) marmite would be better suited for tarring a roof than for spreading on bread. For those who don't know marmite is a yeast extract, completely vegetarian friendly. It seems to be something people have grown up with in place of the peanut butter I and many North Americans have grown up with.
Thirdly, the military is still the military and you have to check every five minutes to make sure that anything gets done.
Quadiarily, Beethoven's third symphony still kicks ass.
Quintiarily, an all starch diet is possible, just not recommended.
Sexigesmally, listing things this way is seriously stretching my imagination and knowledge of Latin.
The seventh thing I've learned is that more clothes mean you have to do laundry less, and alternatively the less clothes you have the more you'll want to do laundry but really probably won't do it any more frequently(yeesh).
The eighth thing of this week I've learned is that no matter how much you like using computers to find things it's nothing compared to getting off you ass(as well as making the sales person get off his) and looking around the store until you find what you want. Nevermind the computer says they don't have any, damnit, it's gonna be there. That note I think needs a little expansion, on Thursday(my most productive day yet(though not productivity related to school)) I decided that I needed a printer. One of my flat mates had found a good deal on a printer, I would tell you what it was but it would only further outline how much more expensive things are round here. Anywho, I find the store... Eventually, and then find the item. Damnit!I know what the ninth thing I've learned this week, but I'll get to that in due course. So I talk to one of the salesidiots and say "I'll take one of those!" He looks around a bit and then runs to a computer, types something in, asks me the model No. and then says "I don't think we have any left." This is interesting, I ask him to check some other stores but for some reason he has immense trouble doing this and eventually comes back to check again at the stock in store. I notice at this point that they're holding two for customers, interesting. So, seemingly defeated, I ask if they had anything of comparable price and utility. They don't. We walk out into the printer section and he turns around and sees two boxes against the wall. It's what I'm looking for, he says you're in luck and I buy it. Wow, I assure you that didn't seem nearly as boring in my head or while I was doin it. Oh, and I got the printer on Saturday, not Thursday, which makes my thursday less productive but I think it was still quite productive not that I'll ellaborate on the day.
The ninth thing I've learned is that English kids are coo coo for fire works. It's like candy to them, though I sincerely hope they're not eating them.
And another thing, a men's haircut is usually twice what I'd pay at more. ugh.
Of course in addition to these many splendid discoveries there is always the multitude of extremely complex and intricate details deeply associated with the very heart of my degree[at this point someone would probably cough or sneeze poorly masking the word "bullshit"]
Oh! I also received a lovely package from my dear Mother, lots of good stuff although the beef jerky she sent didn't survive the trip. With that I must make the constant reminder that unless you all want to receive horribly random(and graphic) love letters I sudgest sending packages. Was that a little shameless? Yeah that was wasn't it though still, maybe you won't be terrorized with random love letters for your significant others to find and distress. That would be rather strange, also it would mean that I would have to detract from my tireless studies. Hmmm, interesting concept, well... I don't think I have anything else.
Current mood: Salsa and Mesquite
If I could have one wish right now it would be to get a plastic snowman so drunk that I could steal his Icecream.
posted by Brett at 7:50 p.m.
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