Drakyndra, Evil Master of Fandom (drakyndra) wrote,
Drakyndra, Evil Master of Fandom
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Tales From The Wasteland (Weekly Update 1)

Well then.

I have been home for precisely one week now, and it has been just like it always is – the pits of absolute boredom, with occasional interludes of amusing randomness. In case anybody particularly cares, I have decided to share some of said boredom-and-randomness with the masses.


Well, my Mum is once again back from her wild trip to America (you know, the one she didn’t take me on), and to pacify the wild mob that is The Sister and I, she brought back souvenirs. Many, many souvenirs.

Here’s the haul that I managed to get:
1. One “I <3 NY” t-shirt; Yayness!
2. One Navy Stars-and-Stripes t-shirt. Because what would we do without tourist-y junk…
3. One Purple t-shirt with cats on it. I have long ago accepted that no matter where people go, they will find t-shirts with cats on them to give to me
4. One pair of socks with the American flag on them. Uh-huh…
5. One Indian printed silk skirt and singlet set. I almost died of The Pretty. However, really not the weather to be wearing them in right now
6. One black crinkly skirt with pink ribbons on it. From *cough**Hot Topic**cough* On behalf of all those at deletrius, I apologise. But it’s a really nice skirt!
7. A bunch of black and silver bangles Which The Sister took half of. Grrr…
8. Four badges, including two Star Wars badges. My family knows my fandoms, what can I say? And said SW badges rock mightily – one is a Vader badge!
9. A stack of CDs. Said CDs are:
- In Your Honor, by the Foo Fighters.
- Frances the Mute, by The Mars Volta.
- Whatever and Ever Amen, by the Ben Folds Five.
- Blinking Lights and other Revelations, by The Eels.
- The Beginning Stages Of…, by The Polyphonic Spree.
- And the Everclear Best Of… Album.

Lots and lots of great music to listen to, there, and most enjoyable. Though I am having a very hard time trying to work out what the bloody track names are for all the Mars Volta songs.
*mutters about overly pretentious bands*

I have also developed a liking for the American sizing system. No idea how it works, but it means I can fit into a size 8, which is always good for Ye Olde Self-Esteem.

Also, my Mum brought back my birthday presents – you know, the digital camera. It is the coolest thing ever, and I am having lots of fun taking very random photos. When I get back to Uni, Second Floor types should be prepared for mass photo taking. Oh, and I can put photos on my LJ also. Which shall be fun.

Though there is something extremely sad about the fact that my camera has travelled more than I have.

In non-souvenir related news, my Mum also had some interesting stories. Which I can’t recall off the top of my head, but are making me wish even more I could also go to America. *sighs*

The Sister has apparently decided that in my absence, my wardrobe has become an extension to hers. I came back to find her wearing my boots to work, having taken my clothes to work experience, and having used my make-up, my jewellery, and my clothes to the recent school social.

We are not amused.

I have also redeveloped my dislike for Hamilton, the nearest “city” to the farm. It is the most painfully boring place ever, and the pathetic-ness of it is truly astounding.

To demonstrate: At the only, tiny cinema in town, Star Wars Episode Three has not yet opened! My jaw literally dropped when I heard that, and The Sister (the one who claims that she is most definitely NOT a sci-fi geek) is fuming about it.

Hamilton, you disgust me.

Some random factoids:
- My Dad’s new farmhand (Scott), has a numberplate on his ute reading “FINGERS”. No idea why, but I found this vaguely amusing.

- Since I have come home, I have developed an obsession with those Sudoku number puzzle things. I am congratulating myself, actually, because for the first time yesterday, I managed to complete one of the “Difficult” level one in The Herald Sun without actually cheating. Go me!

- For aeque: I have finished reading The Golem’s Eye. So sometime after the break, I shall have to arrange a return for it to you. It was quite good, though it has reminded me of one of the world’s great annoyances – when you finish reading the second book in a trilogy, but the third is not yet published. I hate waiting!

- I saw this in the paper the other day - some kid was born a while ago, and his parents went and named him Dylan Joshua Anakin. I truly pity the poor dear.

- The Sister’s Indonesian teacher is officially the strangest person EVER. Not only is named Mr Anderson, which is always a source of amusement (I can’t even say his name without lapsing into that Agent Smith voice), but I discovered that one of the grammar sheets he gave to his class was named “Henry”. Yes, he named the sheet Henry. I am very, very disturbed…

Random Sister Quotes:
(When receiving presents from Mum) ”It’s like Christmas…crappy American Christmas!”

(To me) “You’re a plothole! Your Mum’s a plothole!”

"Fine print's not important, because it's fine."


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