Sometimes things happen.

So annoyed, so very, very annoyed, at the management of the Co-Op Bookshop at UWA.
The very least they could have done, the very least, was taken the time to tell me,
WHEN THEY FUCKING SAW ME ON FRIDAY, that I would have to look for another job. What they SHOULD have done, however, was let me know about a week ago, because they would have known then - if my timetable is the problem, which it is, they knew it last week.
I shouldn't have had to fucking ask them if I was coming back, they should have told me. So pissed.


BUT ANYWAY

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Today was a fairly good day. I like that Charlie lecturer dude, he's pretty funny, and, I suspect very strongly, some kind of Old English Rocker.

ALSO, I got FREE SHERBET, and I saw uruserce when I was a-driving (wee wee wee) all the way home, so it cannot be said that it was a bad day. *waves at Uru*

However, Architecture is fairly ludicrously disorganised. I mean, the instructions for the tutorial which is tomorrow aren't avaliable. They were meant to be up on Wednesday. Wednesday!!I'm beginning to suspect that this is because in the Faculty of Architecture, Landscape and Visual Arts, it is not only the students who are smoke-breathing hippies.

If I can't get the books I ordered with the staff discount, I'm totally going all the way to Fremantle Co-Op to order them in (from UWA co-op) and buy them from there. Because I am feeling that spiteful and petty.

What else?

In spite of all the bad-ance, I am in quite a good mood now.
Damnit, bad-ance is a proper term, used by proper grown-ups, because I am a proper grown-up. *Glares challengingly*
*like a petulant child*
Hehe, Petulant is a grand word.
I must type notes now.

Oh. I have a headache. The behind-the-eyes headache that makes me wonder if I've been at the computer for two long.
I wonder if Architecture will give me eye strain. It may just give me lung cancer, but... I wonder about the eye strain.
Also, I have to read Alice in Wonderland for homework, how awesome.

Just realised that now I will never own 100 Heiroglyphs. Mechalony and woe sets in here.

P plates so close I can smell their sickeningly sweet plasticy musk. And the MUSK of car.
I like the word musk. It's rather... pungent!


YES, GHAN HAS FLIPPED OUT.
THANKYOU, GOODNIGHT.

"...,pat is, with his doctryn of brennynge charite."

BEHOLD! [Or rather, BIHOLDE!] Old English, in all it's glory. I have not one but two books filled with nothing but this kind of writing. One of those books is no less than four hundred and twenty-one pages long. That's right.

I'm actually liking this essay now, now that I know what the hell a Mystic is. Well, not liking it so much as finding it interesting and intriguing.

By the way, tattered_pinion, the essay isn't due till monday. No, I didn't lie, it was only announced on Tuesday. Or something, apparantly.

Oooh, there's some kind of Honda Civic with power steering [and windows ^_^] and auto for 4-5000 $. Which is interesting. However, I really don't think I will/should actually get it, which is a little dissapointing.

Randomly saw Gavin last night, was good. Am happy.

Farewell all.