Moving on. Part 3 trillion and 54.

I am packing. Again. All I ever seem to do is pack. There is a definite sigh in the situation, but at the same time my energy is high and I am excited about the move. I guess it is just like any move - there is always an element of excitement. And now that I have come out and told the world that I am in a relationship, I suppose I can say that I am excited because I am in a relationship. Its nice to think about someone with a fondness that cannot be accurately described. Some call it love, but I find it interesting that there is a a tennis score which means you got nothing is also called love. Meh.

Anyway, I have been trying to download this file since yesterday from that big bad tech monopoly. It is 502mb and is coming down, behaving like a sexually frustrated Leo. Its not pretty. In fact its fucking horrible for all surrounding entities. Fucking Leos. * Anyway, the interesting thing about this product I bought is that there is a competition for it - you have to mention it in a blog and write some exact phrase or some such. Meh. Nup. I have downloaded nearly a gig of this file cos it mostly crashes at around 300mb. However I learned some things about downloading big files from a nerd friend of mine (ok the boyfriend) which the BBTM did not mention in their answer to my request to send me the damn disk. Why is it that tech people or help desk people cannot answer the question you have asked? I have found this on many many occaisions - particularly eBay. They are the worst offenders. I say, I would like to know how to send someone a manual invoice please. They say, we have forwarded your enquiry to Paypal. Yup.

I am up this late waiting for the download to complete. I am up to 90% and feel like I should jsut be watching the numbers tick over. Never have I felt so much stress. Well actually that is a big fat lie. But I get this little panic when I see that the countdown is pausing at 18mins and 10 secs for ages and when it ticks over to 8secs I almost cry out in relief. hang - gotta check it now. Phew. I always seem to get it at the 10 second mark as well. Wow the life of a nerd.

I finished my final prac today. Edith Cowan Library in Bunbury. I told my mum a story about this lady who worked there who snobbed me for ages and I wondered if she did that to all prac students (cos we must be universally hated). She simply wouldnt talk to me, could never find time to talk to me and generally overlooked everything I did including telling people where the toilets were in the building. I still said hello and goodbye to her everyday though - no need for me to be rude. But two days ago she actually looked at me and we had a conversation. And the last two days she was downright friendly. I mentioned it to mum and she said that it probably was country snobbery. Remember the old addage that cos life in the country was slower meant that you could be a newcomer for 20 years or all your life if you moved to a small town? Remember A Country Practice? I am now convinced I am a victim of this kind of social etiquette.
Of course I am rambling cos in fact I am DOG TIRED and I have to travel to Perth tomorrow and go out tomorrow night and all kinds of things. I will go now. Download is up to 95%. I am praying it comes down all Piscean instead.


*of COURSE I am saying this with LOVE to all the Leos in my life. Hello and kisses to all you beautiful people who are always right and yes, everyone does love you.