Week starting 31st August

So how did I go from last week?

• Finish both assignments by 4pm Monday afternoon - Done! I'd actually finished both assignments in time to even make it to all my classes on Monday.
  


• Chill the frick out about where this thing with Mr. Wrigley is going - Done. I think chilling out has made me gain some perspective on the situation, actually. As much as he is cute and funny in person, some of his characteristics remind me of things that I did not love about my exes. Are they deal breakers? I'm not sure yet.
  


• Do a good solid effort at getting the house tidy before Friday - FAIL. I haven't even managed to get my room sorted out... I don't yet cover the definition of living in squalor but I find it hard to relax when everything is so out of order. This week has been pretty insane in terms of work, uni, etc but I don't have that excuse next week so this resolution will be rebooted!
  


• Finish writing up my 6-month objectives and hand them in to my boss for her to sign off - Done and before anyone else at work... way to impress the boss!
  


• Contact St John's and investigate course times for Sept/Nov - Done and booked in for next Monday and Tues through New Zealand Red Cross. I'll get great skills and heaps more in my paycheck for next week - the course is 16 hours in which I would not usually work.
  

Goals for the week ahead:

• Do a good solid effort at getting the house tidy before Friday - no excuses this time Scribbles... you guys will have to give me a virtual spanking if this doesn't happen.


• Get at least 12 more squares of the blanket for FarmBub done. This was a project that I started before everything started going on with mum and I need to finish it off. FarmGirl doesn't know exactly what it is, but knows it's a work in progress and is very understanding.


• Get to the gym three times next week - no uni, no pressing assignments, no excuses. I need to start whipping this ass back into shape.


• Start in on assignments - just because there's no uni doesn't mean it's a holiday. It's an opportunity to get ahead on what I need to do. At least have outlines completed by the end of next week.


• File that paperwork - this is part of the tidying effort but possibly even more vital. I have piles of paperwork that pertain to all sorts of different things (financial, academic, etc etc) and that's part of the massive amount of clutter. I also have ring binders for all this stuff... just sitting there. If I get onto this then I can shift my computer up into my bedroom - as part of the "making mum comfortable during her illness" drive we got mum a laptop and bought a wireless router, thus not restricting my connectivity to the lounge. Quite frankly I think I'd like the peace and quiet, ditto the privacy.
  

Ridiculous...

We left the bar rather early tonight - the atmosphere was pretty lame - and decided to go on a wee drive around before coming home... PCock had only had one drink. We got stopped by four separate booze check points on the way and she was just as sober at the last one as the first. You've got to wonder whether there are domestics or burglaries going unnoticed when three district police forces all seem to be concentrated in such a tiny area.

Do I have ADHD?

I'm covering a shift at work for the weekend person who needed the day off to help with funeral arrangements of an extended family member. And I am sooooo bored. So bored in fact, that I have made a little blu-tac snowman that has paperclip arms and is waving a little flag and a hat (UPDATE: see picture added). I seem physically unable to handle any down time whatsoever. I am not the type of person who can lie in bed and do nothing.

LOL - and I so jinxed myself. As soon as I had typed this I was rushed off my feet for the rest of my shift. I ended up at least half an hour late in leaving. Shayyyyyyme on me! Off to the bar tonight with PCock for a girl's night out tonight - hooray!

OMG

...I almost forgot to tell you the best thing that happened to me this morning! I got up nice and early to take my car to get a warrant of fitness at our local mechanic. I went up to a cafe in the village for breakfast and then meandered down. The mechanic working on my car was new, and advised me that my two back tyres needed replacing to get my warrant of fitness. I told him that I couldn't afford that today (have just had the two front ones replaced LOL) and to just fail the car (which would then give me 28 days to replace the tyres) and I'd bring it back in when I had the cash. The manager of the business walked up to the counter when I was standing there and I said "Well for once it's just the tyres that need fixing" - my car has been a bit of a lemon in the past - "I'll book it back in in a couple of weeks time when I have the time and money". He told the guy to chuck the tyres on the car and pass me anyway, telling me to just fix it up when I can! The new guy was pretty gobsmacked too, but the manager explained that we get our cars serviced there all the time and that he knows we're good for it and that I need a warranted car at the moment (he knows about mum's condition). So at the moment I'm driving round with roughly $300 of tyres and labour I haven't paid for, as well as a warranted car. Woop!

PS - do feel a bit bad about it so I'm getting my dad to go down next week and pay them off. I'd rather owe my parents money than a business :)

Teaching Interview and other miscellany

I had my interview for my teaching grad school yesterday. I've had panel interviews for jobs before but this was the first time that I've had a panel/group interview... and I have to say that I'm not loving the whole group interview scenario. The guy in my group was a total pompous ass harping on about how his biggest challenge in a school environment would be the petty dictatorships and that he would have to find a school that would suit his tender nature - okay I made up the "tender nature" but it was along those lines. Part of me was okay with it because I think it made me look like a better candidate, but I also felt like he kind of monopolised the time in the interview and there was a lot more that I would have liked to have said that I didn't get the chance to.
In saying that, I think I made a good impression. When asked what I thought my biggest challenge would be as a teacher, I said that I could be quite snide and acerbic when I'm irritated and I would have to watch that around the class... reign in my sarcasm, etc. One of the interviewers said that he didn't necessarily qualify that as a bad thing LOL. They were also impressed that I'd done two school visits and that I had attended at my old school (what's classified in the NZ system as a lower decile school) which has somewhat declined in social standing since I was there. I believe that they think that I probably had the most realistic picture of what being a teacher would be like and that the fact that I was still keen on doing it would stand in my favour. We also had to do a language proficiency test but I can't imagine that I did badly on that :). We find out whether we are in within the next couple of weeks!
In other news, Mum starts chemo today! I'm so excited, even though it seems like a weird thing to be excited about. At least something is finally happening to make her better.

Scandal...

I'm actually typing this while IN a tutorial... I already know how to search the university databases (if I'd been studying for four years total and didn't know how, that would be the real scandal) so I've just been using the time to catch up with my e-correspondence while being noted for attendance LOL.
Was so annoyed... cruising my friends' pages on a social networking site this morning and came across this diatribe on one of my "friend"s pages about how her and another friend Gothica's boyfriend (who dislikes me anyway, but that's a whole 'nother blog post) were going to create an "I hate (Scribbles - well, my actual name) website" because I like to harp on incessantly about my boring life amongst a million other supposed faults I have. Since I haven't spoken to Supposed Friend since she made a very rude comment on said page about two other friends and haven't talked to Gothica's Psycho Boyfriend since he and Gothica moved to Australia TWO YEARS AGO, this is crazy... neither of these two even know about my mum or anything that has been going on in my life lately. I was so annoyed and basically called her on her page on all the passive aggressive bull shit that she's been carrying on lately... so stooping to her level but it felt so good. She should have either had the courage to say something to my face or it should have been a conversation that they conducted in private. The way I reacted was a bit "high school" but it was a bit "high school" in the first place. Who would guess that we're all 23? Well, Bert is only 22 but she's the only one of us who hasn't yet been offensively insulted by Supposed Friend.
On the brighter side, my friends Farmgirl and Farmboy had their first baby last night... I just get into a big puddle of mush when I think about it . Their lives are going to be completely changed forever, but in a totally awesome way.

Just goes to show there's always a shiny side to the coin :)

Grrrrr...

Without fail, whenever I have a particularly stressful period (such as four assignments all due at the same time - cough cough bad timing lecturers!) and I come out the other side I have at least a day or two in which I get some sort of cold or illness in order to make up for being a Superwoman. It's like I'm being influenced with the talent of rebound (see Piers Anthony's Man from Mundania for my geeky lit reference). I woke up this morning feeling like I'd been hit by a truck but the oddest thing is that it's like the aches and pains of flu without anything respiratory at all... is that even possible? Or did I actually get hit by a truck in my sleep? I could barely move. I'm at work this evening, making good use of my wheatie bag to ease my aches and pains... and on the bright side, everyone thinks it makes me smell like popcorn. There are definitely worse things to smell of :)

Week starting 24th August

I stole this beautiful header off the lovely Gala Darling's blog... I'm not sure I've seen her use this in a while but I thought it was a brilliant idea!
With everything that's been going on in my life at the moment, I've felt like my life is sort of all over the show and I need to pull everything back together and get back on track. I want to improve myself by setting some short-term goals... just little ones, acheivable within a week and the best part is that you guys will be able to keep me accountable. They won't always fulfil the SMART (yay, business school terminology) criteria, but I will know by the end of the week how I did. This week's resolutions are (drumroll please):

• Finish both assignments by 4pm Monday afternoon - to the best of my ability. Once these are handed in, relax in the knowledge that they are complete and out of my hands
• Chill the frick out about where this thing with Mr. Wrigley is going. I'm notoriously impatient and I always hate this nothing part of a relationship - when you know you like each other but you are yet to know whether it's going anywhere... you don't know if they are seeing other people, and even if they are it's none of your business. I just need to take a deep breath, realise that it's just the way the world works and stay cool with it.
• Do a good solid effort at getting the house tidy before Friday as that's when Mum's first chemo is
• Finish writing up my 6-month objectives and hand them in to my boss for her to sign off - she's basically guaranteed me a pay rise if I do achieve them (which it isn't like they are hard to achieve) so I should stop wasting time
• Contact St John's and investigate course times for Sept/Nov - see goal directly above.

Five's a good number to start with... let you know next Sunday how I go :)

A great day!

Today has been an awesome day... in many ways.
I met Mr. Wrigley today and he was cute and funny and we had a really great time. We got coffee and chatted away (about the Olympics and terrible projects that you could spring on your children in their developmental years - we have the same type of humour LOL) and then we caught that movie "Tropical Thunder". I know there's been a lot of furore about the use of the word "retard" in the film... but as a sister of a retarded girl, I'm not that offended. In fact, a lot of what Robert Downey's character says in the main conversation that occurs is true - you can win an Oscar for playing an autistic, but not a full blown retard/disabled person/differently abled person. And there's far more in the movie to offend you if you are British/war veteran/asian/coloured/homosexual/animal lover... it's an offensive movie, and that's what gets the comedic laughs. People just need to chill the frick out and stop being so PC. If you take the movie for what its mean to be, it's freaking hilarious. I kept on wanting to hold Mr. Wrigley's hand but seeing that I didn't even know if he was interested, I stopped myself... turns out he was thinking about it too! Of course I find this all out in a text conversation after we parted ways... man I need to grow some balls. We've both agreed that it seems worthwhile to get to know each other better, so I'll keep you posted :)
This evening I went to the circus with PCock and met her boyfriend, PCoppa, for the first time. PCoppa seemed nice (and a step above PCock's past men) and the circus was amazing! They had acrobats, contortionists, trapeze artists and tightrope walkers plus the cutest little hula hooping six-year-old and an elephant! Too cool for words and well worth the $18 :) Great day, and exactly what I needed

Short short update

I took the day off uni today to try and catch up on assignments... with everything that's been going on at home, I'm not as on the ball as I usually am. It also doesn't help that all four of my papers have assignments coming due... one tomorrow, one Friday and two on the following Monday. I've managed to finish off the Due-Thursday assignment this morning and hope to bang out the kinks of the Due-Friday assignment before work this afternoon. That will leave the shorter Due-Monday one to be hit out tomorrow night (after surprise evening lecture) and Friday if necessary and give me all weekend to focus on the more complex Due-Monday essay... minus the meet-and-greet date with Mr Wrigley on Saturday afternoon and the circus with PCock and her partner (PCoppa) on Saturday night. I just need to keep telling myself that I can do this, that its manageable, and that I'm gifted in English so to stop worrying! Breathe and affirm... that's the moral of the story for today, kids.

Blessings...

Sometimes we get so bogged down in the mire of everyday life that we forget to realise how much beauty and blessing we have in the world around us. I arrived at work today with a stress level of about seven - worried about the two assignments I have due on Thursday and Friday of this week (as well as the two due next Monday, all separate papers - nice timing profs!). I opened my email inbox to see a couple of tasks that would limit the amount of studying that I could do at work (which I must note IS allowed) and an email from a colleague saying that people were coming by this evening to look at the piano, etc in the foyer. While not being aware of what this etc entailed, the combined news had me rolling my eyes a bit... no quiet night at work for me.
Turns out the etc was basically a full run through of the classic concert that they are performing on Sunday. I know opera and its ilk may not be everyone's cup of tea, but I loved it. It was like an hour and a half of being serenaded (if only the singer didn't look quite so much like Pavarotti...). I am lucky to have this job that I love and I am blessed with opportunities such as this. If I take a deep breath I also realise that I am blessed with the mind to allow me to juggle those assignments and I will be fine - I just need to have belief in myself and that the world will support me in ways I may not understand.

I'm toooo old...

I didn't even think that I had drunk that much on Saturday... I mean sure, I drank a lot... but I felt so rancid for all of yesterday. I'm sure I used to bounce back much better when I was sixteen (yes, that is underage, even for NZ - our drinking age is 18) but I spent most of the morning lying on the Ginga Ninja's couch before driving home and sleeping most of the afternoon. I had to pike out of a dinner out at Lone Star because my tummy was still not settled. What a waste of a day. I need to pace myself.

Just a quick post ... I still haven't showered yet!

I'm really excited about tonight... going to a friend's house (Ginger Ninja) for dinner, we're then going to a party which may or may not be awesome depending on if the ex (Excess) is there... oh who am I kidding, I'm going to have a great time anyway, even if he's there with his troll of a new Mrs. Then a group of us girls are hightailing it down to one of the local bars where we are going to dance our little socks off. I'm going back to Ginger Ninja's to stay and she's promised to make me waffles for breakfast tomorrow - I feel so spoilt! I've got my alky-ma-hole all packed and ready to go... I just need to look at glamming myself up a little more before I head off :) Woop woop! Too much coke already :D

I really want a pie...

Damn these winter cravings! The weather is cold and murky outside and I'm looking for something nice and warm to have for lunch (I may have to go into work this afternoon) and we don't have any microwave pies... is this a quintessential kiwi thing? This lust for crispy pastry, chunks of steak and lots of oozy brown gravy?
In saying that I think I could sate my winter warmth hunger by grabbing a chicken satay stick from the bakery near our house, but I'm a little worried I'm becoming addicted LOL I have to try and limit myself to a couple of their peanutty delicious goodness per week :) Is this an oral fixation that I've picked up to replace smoking in times of stress? If so, there's sure got to be a healthier way to do it...

Lazy...

I feel so lazy at the moment... I thought it was just the sleeping tablets but I had a meds-free night last night and I still feel so unmotivated to do anything much than go to work. It doesn't help that today the uni class I have today is only an hour long - one and a half hours of travel for an hour of class... I'm tempted to give myself a pass for this week on the grounds that I have to be motivated and onto it by the time that Monday rolls around again. It feels weird because I usually joke that I'm Superwoman... I just am not feeling it this week.

Promised Mum Update

Well it wasn't as positive as we had hoped but it could have been worse.
My mum has been classed as a stage 4 because it has moved into the nodes in her neck as well - that doesn't mean it's terminal, but it does mean that it's moving fast to metastisise in various places. She's been diagnosed as HER-2 positive too, and this means that she'll be on Herceptin for the rest of her life, even once (thinking positive!) she's in remission. The thing that sucks balls, for want of a better more lady-like term, is that we won't have a prognosis for another six months ... after she's done six freakin' rounds of chemo! Basically, when they go to do the masectomy they'll have a far better indication how much longer she's going to be around. My parents have already decided that once mum is in remission, they're going to go on that Europe trip that they had always planned - life's too short to not do the things you would love to do.
Which leads me to a dilemma I've been mulling over at the moment, and that is dating. I feel ready to date, but wonder whether I should just put it all on hold with mum being so crook. I'm not even sure how to bring it up with a guy but it's a big part of my life. I'm thinking that I move back to more passively dating - being open to the options out there, but waiting for an exceptional guy that will understand my situation. Shrug, it's so hard to know.

30 books I should have read before I'm 30

Courtesy of Marc and Angel over at "Marc and Angel Hack Life". How many have you read? For an English Major, I haven't read that many! Better get onto it :)

1. Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse – No
   
2. 1984 by George Orwell – Yes
   
3. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee – No
   
4. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess – I've seen the movie and it disturbed me so much I don't know that I want to read the book.
   
5. For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway – No
6. War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy – No
7. The Rights of Man by Tom Paine – No
8. The Social Contract by Jean-Jacques Rousseau – No
9. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez – No
10. The Origin of Species by Charles Darwin – Only exerpts at this stage
    
11. The Wisdom of the Desert by Thomas Merton – No
12. The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell – No
13. The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Graham – Yup
    
14. The Art of War by Sun Tzu – I've read a miniature abbreviated version, I'm saying this counts, pacifist that I am :)
    
15. The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien – Yes, I've read the books but I only ever saw the first movie... as a kiwi, isn't that scandalous??
    
16. David Copperfield by Charles Dickens – Yes
    
17. Four Quartets by T.S. Eliot – Not yet, but I'm intrigued to given the allusions that our lecture is giving between this
    
18. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller – Yup :)
    
19. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald – Not yet, and I'm surprised that I haven't
    
20. The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger – Yes, thanks to my JAS for sending it over in our Christmas box one year
    
21. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky – No
22. The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli – No
23. Walden by Henry David Thoreau – No
24. The Republic by Plato – No
25. Lolita – Yes, but I want to reread this... I read it at about fourteen and I think that I would have a completely different reading of this the second time around.
    
26. Getting Things Done by David Allen – I've read everything that everyone has written on this book... does that count? LOL this is a no :)
    
27. How To Win Friends and Influence People by Dale Carnegie – Yup
    
28. Lord of the Flies by William Golding – Yeah, this one was a course requirement in high school.
    
29. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck – No, and I really have no excuse - it's sitting on my parents bookshelf next to me.
    
30. The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov – No

Wow, only ten out of the thirty, and that's stretching it a bit. Definitely have a couple of books to pick out of when I have more time to leisure read :)

Naming words, describing words, doing words...

Sometimes I wonder how people have made it to uni... today in one of my tutorials we went over what nouns, pronouns, adjectives, verbs, adverbs, etc are. Granted, this particular paper is a general education paper so those who take it may not necessarily be English majors... but are you trying to tell me that people can get into tertiary education not knowing what these terms are? How they expect these people to write a close analysis of "Hamlet" or Nabokov's "Pale Fire" if they don't know that "quietly" is an adverb is beyond me.
I guess you can tell that I found uni a bit tiresome today... mum's oncologist appointment is tomorrow so I'm wound up tigher than a tick (however tight that is, and if someone could tell me how that saying originated I'd love you forever) and inane tutorials like the one I went to today just aren't helping my state of mind :) Part of me just wants tomorrow to be over, regardless of the outcome, because then at least we'll know - has it metastisised anywhere apart from her arm pit lymph nodes, is she HER-2 positive, what's her prognosis, what's the treatment, blah blah blah. Her appointment isn't until eight tomorrow night and I'll be working until eleven so I'll probably do an update post on Wednesday.
I tried on a pair of pink heart-shaped glasses on Sunday when I was at the mall with S (just for a laugh) and now I think I actually seriously want them... am I having a miniature Nabokov-Lolita-geek lust or do they just look cute? I think both :) Keep watching this space to see if I satisfy my urge (oooh how very Humbert Humbert of me, satisfying illicit urges LOL)

Gah... the shops don't want my money

After going for a nice walk and goss through the botanical gardens with my friend PCock we decided to go and have a browse at the moment. I'm looking to splurge on another pair of pants (I have like two that fit at the moment, and they are still baggy as) and a dress that M has told me I have to buy for her daughters' christening. Not as easy as it sounds... I have a "ghetto booty", which means that half these supposed mid-rises are still showing off a good solid chunk of butt cleavage. I found two passable pairs of pants but I didn't love either of them... I got the style number of the most adequate pair of pants but I'm so not excited about them. I found one dress that didn't look like I was going to a funeral or out clubbing (both not particularly apt for a christening) but it was in this ghastly peach colour that made me look like I hadn't slept in a month... le sigh. I've avoided those "mummy-style" shops... but maybe I need to suck it up and have a look. Who knows, I might find something amazing.

Gasp... my anonymity... she is gone!

I lost my anonymity this morning... well, actually that's not entirely true. I lost it slightly when I added Gala Darling to my facebook and sent her an email letting her know that this was my alter ego, but that's sort of different as she knows me as Scribbles first and "real me" second. This was the first time that someone in my real life has come to know me as Scribbles second. My mum was talking this morning about the conversation that she'd had with my uncle last night, that he (in Christchurch, South Island of NZ) would like her to set up a blog about everything that is going on in her fight against Gertrude (the cancer) so that they can keep appraised of the situation and my mum was really keen. So I should her the functionality of Blogger, and what the end result of my page looks like, plus a few other blogs (powered by Wordpress, etc) so she could get a feel for what she likes and doesn't like. Currently she favours the Wordpress functionality. Although she knows this blog exists, I don't know how often she will read it... and I'm not going to change what I write. This is my place to vent... even if it's about her sometimes :) And I'm lucky that I have a cool mum who understands that.

Organised!

We're in a bit of a holding pattern until next Tuesday when Mum sees the oncologist, but we're all doing what we can to get things as organised as possible before then. She'll go on chemo almost immediately so it makes to put everything in place now plus it's really helped me stop procrastinating about some of the things that I needed to do, especially in the financial realm of things. This morning, Mum and I went to the bank. Back when I first left home (at 17) she arranged for me to have a credit card for emergencies off her personal account - not the ones she shares with dad. This has worked perfectly fine for us for the intermittent five years or so, even though she is personally liable for the card I'm good about paying it off, blah blah blah. Heaven forbid that things take a turn for the worst, though, and it becomes a bit more awkward. So the bank has given me a tertiary credit card with the same limit (very low), no fees and they'll do a balance transfer. With both mum and I being there, it was simple as sugar to do. I also changed my Kiwisaver Retirement account to my brick-and-mortar bank after AXA announced that they were freezing all mortgage bonds! They are apparently assuring all customers that their Kiwisaver accounts are fine, but please! It doesn't appear that you can handle the investments that well. It's like a friend telling me they're good for the money because they have $100 cash in their purse, and never mind that they have $1000 in overdraft or CC balances LOL... weird analogy but you get the picture.
The best thing to come out of this morning (apart from the doc-prescribed sleeping pills that will let me continue to be superwoman LOL) though was the bank advising mum that they have pre-approved her to take a LOT of money out against the house (currently owned outright) if she needs to for treatment. This is a huge burden off our shoulders if it comes back that she's HER-2 positive and needs Herceptin - the dumb NZ government will only fund 9 weeks of a full year course - grrr! And we'll worry about the money side of things later, the most important thing is that she gets better!

I know... not usually this long in between posts...

And unfortunately it ain't been just because I'm being a lazy kitty...

“Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes & choices… Today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.”

This quote was on Gala Darling's Things I Love Thursday, and I think that this has actually made my Thursday. We got the bad news earlier this week that my mum has been diagnosed with inflammatory breast cancer, and it's been hard to maintain positivity in such a scary and uncertain situation. With that in mind, the things I love this Thursday are:

• My Friend M who drove all the way down from the North Shore, AKL, as soon as she found out
• All my friends that have been there for me in various ways since we found out
• My awesome lecturers and tutors at university who have released me from all attendance requirements this semester and will support me if I need to stay home with mum when she feels sick from chemo
• Witchery... the clothing label. In love, seriously. Will be the beginning of my new skinny-me wardrobe.
• Small children on the train... they get so excited!
• My friend S who is visiting me at work tonight and bringing dark chocolate...
• My beautiful mum who is determined to fight this thing and come out a winner.

Where did the sandman go?

It never rains and then it pours - since having that terrible fatigue before I got sick, I've now switched completely in the opposite direction and it seems like my body is only wanting five or so hours of sleep at night. So rather than lie in bed and torture myself, I've jumped back out of bed and I'm enjoying the piece and quiet of the house while I have it all to myself. I've managed to get silly little tasks done like sorting out my google reader and my friends lists on social networking sites so that I get all the information that I need in the most efficient manner possible :) I can be such a geek at times but I am loving this digital spring cleaning of the online variety... I did it recently with my off-line files; creating a filing system that allows me to retrieve the items I want quickly and easily - intuitively if you will. And what else is a girl to do at 3 in the morning :P
I do actually want to print out some uni stuff, but I'm worried that the noise will wake up the sleeping bears (AKA my family).
Night night everyone :) Sleep tight if you can, and be efficient if you can't (hee hee)

I'm worried

My mum isn't well at the moment - she's been having pain in her breast and side and yesterday had to go for all these diagnostic tests (ultrasound, mammogram, needle biopsy, core biopsy) to which we get the results back on Monday. They are leaning more towards it being an internal abcess but there's always that teeny tiny fear that it's the big C, especially seeing as that is what my grandmother (her mum) died from. It's hard to maintain positive and healthy thoughts when you are afraid and worried, but I guess that's when it's most important. Please send positive vibes and prayers her way.