Hi All! I'm in sunny Broken Hill and bored out of my skull!
My trip on the train was delayed because I received an e-mail from Flinders telling me the results I gave them weren't in the right format. Nice of them to get back to me 3 weeks after I sent the damn things, on the day before I was meant to leave so I couldn't do anything about them. So, I stayed in Adelaide and extra day to sort them out, missing my train, but getting a flight that evening instead (I HATE the little planed they use).
Anyway, I'm here. And have been doing absolutely nothing, because there is nothing to do! Yesterday I spent most of my time shopping for my dad, napping and cooking tea (My own recipe pasta sauce... YUMMY!).
Today, I've managed to catch up on a weeks worth of Latin (that's right folks, I'm learning Latin... But I'm very early into it... I can only just say 'the mules don't like the woods' - 'muli silvas non amant'.) and Copied some photos from the flinders uni website regarding the dig I went on earlier this year.
WOAH! Someone stop my crazy antics! Anyway.
Tomorrow I'm going out to help my dad at the shop he runs, and that will, as usual, be a laugh a minute. So if I don't die of boredom or if I'm not too busy with all this important stuff I have to do... I might fit in another post before Christmas. If not... Well, you know, 'The usual'.

I'm going crazy.

Hello all. I leave for Broken Hill tomorrow which may explain the above statement. I have been running around for the last week and a half buying Christmas presents, organising stuff around the flat, and trying to catch up with everyone before I leave. Now, I'm broke, exhausted and remembering the many reasons why I don't want to go back to Broken Hill. I won't get into all the nitty gritty reasons here... But I will say that Broken Hill is a black hole that will suck you into it's grasp, suck out all your hope and enthusiasm until you are left as an empty shell with uncertainties about if your soul is even worth keeping... Or if it's even there.

And I'm going back there. To watch all the fun family politics, the backstabbing, the muttered comments, the complaints and disgusted commentary about how they should have put more thought into what they gave us, and then wind up with something that I don't want or need because none of my family listens to logic. I then have to watch everyone pretend to be nice to each other (hiding it very thinly) and be put under the microscope because I went into the real world (if you can call Adelaide that) so therefore know more, and then ignored for the exact same reason...

Can I say I really don't like Christmas?
Happy holidays everyone.

Ok first things first, my computer is crap. It's old and needs formatting... I hate it with a passion.

Other than that, my life has been... Interesting.
Last week was fairly standard. I ended up seeing 'hero' on Wednesday, and that was pretty cool. I had fun just camping out in the cinema watching it without anyone else to interrupt the movie. I liked the movie a lot as well. There was amazing use of colour and contrasts and fantastic scenery to compliment the colour scenes. It was really creative and I like that in movies. Not much of a story line, but fantastic cinematography. 4 stars.

Other than that I just pottered around town and Marion doing Christmas shopping. Oh, I did get to catch up with Clare and Jenn that week too. That was a lot of fun. Me and Clare went crazy around Marion then harbourtown (a place for really good outlet shopping for those playing outside of Adelaide). Then we came back to mine and watched 'Troy' and coloured in wrapping paper with crayons =).

Crashed at Carls that nite, then went to the zoo on Saturday! It was quite excellent. We saw the lions being fed, and the tigers! Even though there was a dickhead who climbed over the barrier to get a better photo. Grrr.... Also went to the nocturnal house and the reptile house. Both full of stupid Americans that knew nothing about anything, but still pretended to. Other than the idiots, we had a lot of fun and I got to see the meerkats (my favourite animal ever).
That night was necromancy, which was supposed to be really great, but it went down hill when we arrived at enigma. The group in front of us as we went in was full of Broken Hill people. Among those people was Tain (an ex), of all people. 'Maybe he won't go upstairs' thought I... Low and behold he was there, and from the moment he saw me (even though he was standing behind me, and didn't recognise me) he started giving me shit. It was not a good thing. So, I went and had a double, or three rather quickly and by then he gave up talking to me and sodded off, only to be kicked out (so I heard later) for play fighting *stoopid*. That by itself would not have been too bad, but I saw 6 other people from Broken Hill that night and most of them reminded me of all the reasons why I never want to go back there.
it was a good night... But that all put a dampener on many things.

As we didn't get back till 5:30am, Sunday was pretty much written off, but he did cook for me, and HE IS A FANTASTIC COOK!!! It was brilliant! It was a meat dish in a tomatoy sauce with rice. Man, it was soooo yummy.

Now, I'm just trying to get all my shopping together, and organising things before I go to Broken Hill. It's all booked and I have the tickets. And I'm also going to go on a cleaning spree, and even scrub the shower curtain. Yes, there is still no real purpose in my life, but, hey... At least I'm getting through each day.