rambles

I finished the Codex Alera last night, at 1am. After finishing the second last book the night before at 3am.
Books, such an issue.
Home all week this week, which is nice. Should sleep more, but somehow I'm busy every night. Seriously, how is life so full? I don't even do that much stuff!

back from another work trip

Good bits? Excuse to buy magazine, free food (booyah premium economy flights), nice hotel room.
Not so good bits? Night shift. When I get tired it's hard to distract myself from thinking how much one of my bosses looks like a Sontaran.

itchy feet

I've started buying travel magazines and looking at cheap flights and wishing I had more holidays. Europe again? Roadtrip USA? South America? India? Pacific islands? Alone? With someone? A month? Leave without pay?
I want to buy a HUGE map of the world and stare at it.

Realistically, this isn't going to happen for a looong time, but it's nice to dream and plan and read :)

my drug of choice

Umm, yes. Lack of posts.
I would officially like to blame the Codex Alera. It's a series of books by Jim Butcher. Go put them on hold at the library. Or, you know, buy them. I'm not sure why they're so good, but they are.
I've realised that books are like drugs. For me, anyway. As in, when I have a good one I forget to eat. And even when I'm forced away (work, who needs it?) I keep thinking about it. The story, the world, the characters.
Anyway, the Codex Alera. Genre? Fantasy. Cool world. The hero is very... heroic. Too perfect really. Smart, kind, loyal, warrior-ish, handsome, good... all that stuff. Doesn't seem to have a fault. But somehow that isn't annoying? I don't know. Usually I would. But he's so well written that I still like him, still get sad when crap stuff happens to him. I still get so caught up in his adventures that I forget to eat, and I'm still twitchy because the next book is on hold and I have to wait.
Drugs, I tell you.

still in bed on a work day

Taking a sick day today. A slightly pre-emptive attack, since although I feel crap I'm not on death's door yet, but I've been sick twice in the last 6 weeks and I don't want it to happen again. But it's my second sick day since I started. I feel bad. I don't get how people can pull fake sickies, the guilt would kill me.*
So I'm snuggling in bed, extra thankful to finally have the internet. Started watching The Guild (once again, I'm super late to the party), drinking lots of water and taking vitamin C. Gotta be better for Dr Who at youth group tomorrow night!
If this was Twitter, that last paragraph would be hashtagged 'geek'. Or possibly #unashamedgeek


* I had no issue skipping half my lectures at uni, go figure.

some good blog posts recently

I'm sure there were more, but this'll do for now...

• Advice for those turning twenty-one (actually, good advice for everyone).
• Garbage in, garbage out (or, deciding not to fill your head with crap)
• Lemon-blueberry pancakes (yum!)
• God isn't emo

good movies

I watched Where the Wild Things Are the other night. Quite good. Also, randomly, Red is good. What else have I watched? Dunno. Will edit this when I remember.

a change is as good as a holiday

I dyed my hair a reddish dark brown last week. Heaps of people have failed to recognise me, including my own mother. Most people say it looks good, but I kinda feel like you're obliged to say that when someone obviously changes their appearance. One of the ladies at church said she liked the blonde better though. I like her honesty.

new camera

Having muchly fun playing with my fancy new camera. Took this on Saturday night at Humphrey's birthday party.