I am blogging on the request of Elyse. She is one hard-ass-mother-fucking slave driver (HAMFSD), I must say. If I wasn’t getting nookie out of the deal, I would totally have thrown in the towel by now.
So, It’s fairly obvious how badly I am at this blogging thing. I really should get my HAMFSD to slave drive me into blogging more often.
I am the biggest klutz in Auckland city. Last Thursday, as I was walking to Uni, my ankle gave out as I was crossing the road, I collapsed on the road, and I got some very strange looks from a guy who was also crossing the road. Thankfully he stopped looking at me like a moron for long enough to help me up off the road and back to the door to my apartment building.
James took me for an X-ray and no fractures, just a very bad sprain. I’m only just starting to be able to walk on it properly. Stupidly, I knocked it with the shower door this morning so it’s even more sore than it was when I woke up. Oy.
Needless to say, I’ve not really been doing anything much since Thursday. I did go to see the OB/GYN with my best friend yesterday, which was interesting! I’m getting very excited at the prospect of being Aunty Sewwy. :)
James bought a guitar for me the other week :) It arrived yesterday, and I’ve been strumming away since. My fingers are blistered, and I’m absolutely hopeless at the moment, but I’m really enjoying playing. It’s a Stratocaster style electric, and it looks like banana cream pie. Yes. Banana Cream. I’m teaching myself to play because, really, lessons for guitar just seem kind of pointless. There’s so much information online and I’ve learnt more today than I would have learnt from lessons anyway.
I may not have mentioned this, but a few weeks ago, my camera bag fell off it’s hook on the back of my bedroom door and it ended up breaking my primary lens. Sadly, I can’t get it fixed on warranty because it was due to a fall, and apparently that voids the warranty. What a fucking pain. So now I have to wait until we go overseas before I can get a new camera lens. I’ll be seriously pissed if I can’t get one before Egypt though.
In other news which I really haven’t spoken about because it really doesn’t feel real yet … My Grandfather passed away a few weeks into September. 2008 continues to be the shittiest year of the decade.
I’m off to do some study now. Before I go, my HAMFSD wishes for me to advertise that she is trying to sell her virginity, and it could entirely go to the lowest bidder. What can I say, she’s a desperate whore. ;)
