Ninjas STILL can't catch you if you're on fire

I wonder if one day I will be able to be one of those people who can basically cram their entire life in a suitcase and just be off. I would even settle for two suitcases-- perhaps with a 30kg limit each and a carry-on luggage aaaaaaaand would ya look at this, I am even managing to overpack already in this little fantasy. I guess I am just a ~HOARDER TO THE BONESSS. This is now my last week in Vienna, and I am slowly feeling the time slipping away from me. I am making good progress on my list of Important Errands That Have To Be Done Before Leaving The Country though, so I don't feel so bad when I occasionally (often) zone out in front of the computer and end up plowing through 100K+ of Star Trek fic since ahem, Saturday.

Have been a somewhat busy bee with meeting and hanging-out with various people, with of course the bestest shoutouts and props going to my dear cheshire_tabby, she who is basically ending up with around 89% percent of the contents of my dorm XDD. Meeting nebst for the first time on Tuesday was also utterly fantastic, and we got to combine legit ~art appreciation walking around the Kunsthistorisches Museum and fangirl/fandom talk. I took silly pictures of masterpieces to amuse me that I realize I still haven't uploaded yet, oops. Looking forward to the Cafe Landtmann tomorrow already! Spoiler alert: I'll probably be nomming away again, ahhh I still think of the fantastic Backhendl+Kartoffelsalat at that MQ place *_*
Got to do stuff with some uni peeps as well, and Clemens even is showing himself from his best side now! He offered to bring me to the airport this Saturday-- if my flight isn't canceled PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME, VOLCANIC ASH CLOUD OF DOOM-- which was a pleasant, if slightly confusing surprise.

I managed to pack up 9.7kgs of clothes, shoes and other assorted bits and bobs to send off on Monday (57€ shipping, not bad), realizing at the same time that my arms are feeble noodles incapable of carrying even marginally heavy loads. I also succeeded in unregistering myself from Vienna, one of my biggest to-do points now crossed off. Scanned it in at Olga's place today (where we had DELICIOUS STELZE & KARTOFFELSALAT OM NOM NOM ONE OF MY AUSTRIAN DREAMS, ACCOMPLISHED), and now I just have to get over myself and write the emails to the various places that need it as proof to cancel my insurance and etc etc. Blargh.

Dad also called and updated me on the newest happenings back home and lolll IF I MAKE IT TO THAILAND, and barring good news in S'pore, it seems like I will be spending more time up north in Chiang Mai then first expected! You can't do jack shit in town now because of the reds, and more and more of the hotels have now closed, or have abbreviated opening hours (Dad's had to close at midday today). Going to the fitness studio, eating healthy food with Ma and sitting through her now self-declared quest to be the one to instruct me on how to improve my written Thai does sound like an awesome way to pass the time though, not gonna lie.

PS In not shocking news, my roommate is still a slob of the highest degree, and a skank who apparently is having an affair with a married man, if her EXTREMELY LOUD phone conversations while stomping around the place drunkenly at 2AM are anything to go by. For the dude's sake, I hope she's over that phase where she had vaginal fungus meds lying around the bathroom (that was ...awkward to discover lol). For all that she is allergic to general forms of cleanliness, she does have a strange mouthwash fetish, there are at least four different types of such products in our bathroom now and she once went through 2 full bottles of Listerine in 5 days. I think someone forgot to tell her you don't actually drink it? IDK IDK.

EDIT TO ADD: Fantastic classical cover of Gaga & B's "Telephone"!! ...I think what I like best about this, besides the usual !!! classical cover glee is how you can really see how much fun everyone involved is having. Also, the dudes are kind of cute :D

BOOKS READ and MOVIES WATCHED IN 2009

( Random and not sorted by month because that is just too much hassle )

In other news, I didn't manage to leave the house today and just tooled around the net forever (I made a giant sticky post for my art though, god that took ages!), but I did finally have a mad cleaning session. Everything is now nice and clean (to an extent), and there are fresh bathmats and dishtowels and sponges and I just about had to take pictures to commemorate this rare state of affairs lest Sabrina returns. I am either expecting her back today or tomorrow, and if she doesn't show I can at least be confident that she might be gone for a while (FINGERS CROSSED). Which makes that fact that she forgot THREE GIANT OPEN BAGS OF TRASH under the sink and the general state of everything in our common area even more reprehensible, but what else is new. fffuck did I summon her presence by mentioning her??
I did make the no less disgusting discovery that her preferred cigarette disposing method is to just throw the butts into old candle-holder glasses or mugs filled with water though. There were three hiding behind the piles of random mugs and dishes that I cleared off when I wiped down the kitchen, and wow does that ever have an ~~aroma. Why would you keep this crap? Does she find the stench of stale smoke and disgusting soup that results in the mugs appealing? I dumped the goop and tried to rinse it out a few times, but the ash has totally encrusted. Have liberally drizzled cleaning solution/Scheuermilch on everything though, and I don't even care that I dumped it all in a pot that she will probably use to cook in.

EDIT: FUCK FUCK FUCK she just came back. Ugh

-COMPLETED ABWL EXAM. I can be social again, now that the crunchtime is over! Or tomorrow, when I wake up again. But back to the exam. Well. What to say about it? It would be lying to say otherwise: This was one of the most difficult tests I have ever written. Due in part to the pressure (IF I PASS: LAST UNI EXAM EVER) but also because I had no real concept of how to do a large part of the math in it. Still, there were bright points, most notably the fact that the BWZ people are lazy fucks and apparently like to reuse the same exam questions, so some of the answers I tried to halfheartedly memorize off the ~dubious answer sheets~ were actually featured. And drilling some simple formulas into my brain actually paid off. Made it even more embarrassing that I got really mixed up on some of the theory though, what the hell. Hope that won't be my undoing, hah! All in all, I still wouldn't be surprised to have failed, but oh how I hope that luck is on my side and that I made the correct guesses... I do not want to have to redo this exam, all the note-taking I actually ended up doing has got to have been the most physical writing I have done since forever. I am such a horrible uni student. ANOTHER REASON WHY GRAD SCHOOL WOULD BE SUCH A HORRIBLE IDEA FOR ME

-Carmen and I looked utterly fab, dressed to the nines even headed to our academic doom in the JESUS FUCK IT'S GETTING COLD of Viennese weather. Her: Kickass yet feminine leather jacket, roughly-knit dark red scarf, dark blue fitted v-neck sweater and her swank long-ish dark blue/green/white plaid skirt with boots. Moi: my awesome new indigo winter jacket, black shirtdress with silver/black sequined squiggle pattern, dark grey tweed shorts + grey stockings & boots.

-Early X'mas present exchange time! Swapped our gifts since we won't have much time together once her sister arrives on Wednesday and combined it with watching the Dexter S4 finale and the first four episodes of The Vampire Diaries. Will probably have to make another separate post tomorrow, but suffice to say HOLY SHITTTTTTT re: the former, and GODDAMN, THIS IS SO FUCKING ADDICTIVE to the latter. Damn you, vampire show that I actually wholeheartedly enjoy. True Blood doesn't really count, as I am really just interested in what Eric and his entourage are up to... ANYWAYS. So I had no idea what this giant rectangular thing wrapped in aluminum foil (in lieu of wrapping paper, wut) on Carmen's bed was, amidst little tiny gifts like hairbands, pudding and caviar(!) face masks, which made my mind even more blown when I opened it and saw: THE FUCKING COSMOPOLITAN MEN'S B&W CALENDAR FOR 2010!! LOOK AT THIS FUCKING PIECE OF ART. The size alone pretty much blows me away (71 x 49,2cm!!) and the men pictured are all just simply gorgeous. And naked. I don't know how much I have mentioned this on LJ, but it is pretty much something I have always done since I started uni here-- treating myself to a nice b&w male nude calendar every year. My uni friends are apparently at turns either delighted or vaguely weirded out at how enthusiastic I get about it, tss~~. This year's calendar was quite disappointing, which meant just using some old favorites as decoration, but now? I am extra-thrilled to hang this baby up in January ♥
And I was pretty happy that Carmen liked my present for her-- basically assembled a set of blue and nautical themed accessories (batik sky-blue scarf, turquoise+anchor earrings and matching bag keychain, blue & white glassbead flower earrings) as well as a pair of Nepalese and Indian bracelets snagged in Bangkok and the last of the fancypants Green tea I set aside. Buying presents for her is so satisfying, ahhh :D


.....is it nearly 3.30AM already? FUCK. Sleep calls! Man, I hope that when I wake up, Sabrina's male ~visitor~ will be gone. I knew there was a reason behind her cleaning the bathroom all hardcore like that a few days ago! Good thing I spent so long over at Carmen's room, ugh I remember the previous visits all too well. NOISE POLLUTION. They should go back to fucking at his place, ugh I despise them so :|

ON TUESDAY:
-Watched (500)Days of Summer with cheshire_tabby! It was wonderful and exceedingly charming and just a movie that was made with such care and love, though you really were in it just preemptively feeling sorry for JGL's character already. But if you were to get your heart broken to smithereens by someone, I guess Zooey Deschanel would be a worthy candidate. HER EYES ARE SO UNREAL AND GORGEOUS, HOLY CRAP. And JGL does "head over heels in glorious and all-encompassing love" so damn well, I actually felt a bit awkward and uncomfortable staring directly at his face sometimes. THIS GUYYYYY. The music was also a delight, and Olga I most def want to borrow the OST from you sometimes! PS. I STILL HAVEN'T DECIDED ON WHICH RINGTONE I WANNNNT :O

ON WEDNESDAY:
-Watched the first three episodes of season 9 of Scrubs. I must admit-- it ain't that bad! Nothing can measure up to Scrubs back in its heyday of awesome, but I actually like the new characters, though I still have difficulties remembering their names (Number one/Drew and Angry RA are my two favorites so far though)
-Distracted myself from everything ever (I AM RUNNING OUT OF FANFIC TO READ NOOOOOO)
-Received quirkytaverna's AWESOME, AWESOME Christmas card ♥ ♥! Thank you so much~~ It is simply adorable, I love the über-Australian X'mas on the beach motif :DD

-Was debilitated by the most overwhelming cramps I have ever experienced in my 21 years of life. Seriously, I had taken two painkillers which are normally more than enough, but didn't do jack shit this time round. I was actually pale in the face, felt nauseous, dizzy and my entire lower back and my lower abdomen were hurting like hell. Didn't know if I needed to throw up or not, and was considering spending the evening sitting in the bathroom with my back to the (glorious) heater and deciding whether or not crying would be a good idea, when Sabrina came back and proceeded to have what sounded like a very intense phone conversation in her room, with foot-stomping and yelling, so I dragged myself over to Carmen's place instead. Probably alarmed her a bit with my insistence of staying seated on the floor of her bathroom, clutching her god-send water bottle and trying not to moan in pain at random intervals. But it helped, and eventually, after about an hour and after a lot of water and tea I felt well enough to head back to my own place. Jeebus christ, I sure as hell hope that this won't start to be a usual occurrence! DNW to be utterly fucked up over this every damn month, ughhhhh. /womanly woes

ON THURSDAY/AFTER I WAKE UP AGAIN:
-I MUST GET STARTED WITH ABWL PRACTICE. OH MY FUCKING GOD SELF YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO START SINCE MONDAY, GET WITH IT!!!
-Get mail (+presents) started for people and ready to send off (or at least a first batch)! Have already laid out all potential postcards that were carefully hoarded in Copenhagen and collected over the years... and wow that was an exercise that shouldn't have taken as long as it did. Shows how ingrained my pack-rat mentality is that it took me at least multiple attempts to put a travel location card in the "to-send" pile. I mean, I KNOW I do not need at least 3 different motifs for each city I've been in, but tell that to my inner-rabid collector.

OH AND EVERYONE!, if you are not already, this is me telling you to go check out all the goodness that is being posted over at yuletart right now! I can't wait to see when mine is gonna get posted, but until that happens, there are other super cool artworks and handicrafts being posted three times a day! LIKE THIS FUN STAR TREK ART. Ahhh, so cute!!

THINGS I SHOULDN'T DISCOVER UNDER THE KITCHEN SINK, AFTER WONDERING FOR DAYS WHERE THE HELL THESE TINY FLYING INSECTS THAT ARE INVADING MY ROOM AND THE ENTIRE DORM ARE COMING FROM, SINCE AFAIK I HAVE CLEANED EVERYTHING:

-A NICE PLASTIC BAG FULL OF SOMETHING DARK BROWN AND MYSTERIOUSLY ROTTING AND EMITTING A NOXIOUS FLUID THAT MY ROOMMATE "FORGOT"(??) TO THROW AWAY

-SERIOUSLY, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT WAS IN THAT BAG


ALSO: ...THE BUGS BLEED WHEN THEY ARE SQUISHED (AND OH HAVE THEY BEEN SQUISHED. ABOUT 20 OF THEM TODAY ALONE). I HAVE NO BUG BITES THAT I KNOW OF. WHERE IS THE BLOOD COMING FROM.

D:!!

At the very least I was overcome by righteous disgust and rage and totally cleaned the fuck outta that under-sink area that is technically not my responsibility to clean, as I don't use and have never used it for anything, but fuck it. Everything in the kitchen and bathroom is cleaned-up now, there are new mats and towels and everything, and I am happy when I step out of my room. I am happy whenever I am alone of course, but now this is like an extra helping of yay and joy. Which means that this won't last long, so I must savor it as long as I can. I still regret not taking a picture of how everything looked pre-cleaning though, ahh.

I have been back in Vienna since yesterday, and already what good and what fun I have experienced so far (to be mentioned later) simply pales in comparison to the shitshow that is my roommate. I don't know if it is the fact that I have become soft, accustomed to cleanliness and hygienic surroundings when I was in Bangkok, or maybe the fact that even the four odd months I still have left til (hopeful) graduation suddenly seems like forever or some other reason, but already I am feeling this low-grade, constant thrum of anger and rage towards her. How can someone bear to live in such a hell-hole? Why must I too be dragged into living like this? We fucking have tiny insects whirring around the common room areas now! I don't even know where to start in cleaning things there up, especially with the knowledge that it'll all go to shit soon again anyways (not to even mention I still have to clean up my own room after three months of dust and absence). And the kicker is that this status is even the "cleaned up" one. Because, if she is to be believed, she also 'had just arrived for a two days' before I did... yet that was enough time to throw the sort of party that has left weird purple markings on the floor that won't go away and a veritable pile of trash that was the first thing I saw after arriving home, after a 12+ hour flight (yay for flight delays ugh).

I hate her, I despise every single goddamn fiber of her being-- she could be a saint on the sly and I wouldn't give a fuck, and I honestly wish she would one day leave and never, ever come back. Ma tells me that I have only two options: confront her or just simply move out. The latter is not an option at the moment, and I already know how the former will end (= not successfully), but I guess I should try again the next time I see her. I wish I could be direct to her, give her the laundry list of her sins that I have been compiling since early 2007, but part of me is wary of the fact that she could very well make my life hell, or just ignore it and increase the filth (since it so obviously doesn't faze her as much as me) and I probably couldn't deal with it, not with the close quarters that we are living in.

One day, I will live alone, and it will be awesome and fantastic and this will just be a smudge on the reminiscences of my university days. Though I guess I am forever ruined on cohabitation, thanks to this. Never again, no fucking way. EVERYONE WHO HAS NICE HOUSE OR ROOMMATES, COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.

But still, in conclusion: HATE HATE HATE


...........and I miss Carmen ;_;

THINGS THAT MADE TODAY SUCK:
-KORRE grades are finally in: HELLO FAILURE! What the fffffffffuck, I was so sure that I had at least written enough correct to pass. Ugh ugh ugh, so I guess I can't sell my script off yet then! Weirdly enough I am more annoyed and slightly embarrassed than in abject despair. This better be the only PKW subject I flunk this semester (...probably not, given EVA and KOMET looming on the horizon, but who knows!).
NOTE TO SELF: KICK ASS IN THE RETAKE THIS JUNE OKAYYYY?? :|||
-Sabrina is back! And spent the first few hours of her return having her special phone conversations that consist of so much yelling that I can hear it in my room. She has some serious emotional issues, methinks! Now, I must say that this is actually the best kind of timing though-- I'm leaving for five days, everything is clean and my half of the fridge is full. I am almost curious as to how fucked up things will look like when I'm here again.

THINGS THAT QUITE POSSIBLY REDEEMED TODAY:
-I have more than half packed everything!
-Angie sent me a postcard from the Jungfraujoch that arrived today! MMM MAIL.
-I read this monster of a brilliantly well-written Norrington/Sparrow PoTC fic. "Between Wind and Water" is its name, and the author really makes 90'000 words fly by in an instant. And actually made me interested in the navy/ship happenings. I admit, the Narniaaaaa fic of the weekend has given me a hankering for some elaborate fic with battles and war, and this totally hit the spot. Glorious! The porn is hot too, of course, but not even the main point of it.
-Speaking of fic, laliandra is a goddess amongst us feeble mortals, and posted the most DELIGHTFUL and GLEE-INDUCING NBNW fic everrrrrr she wrote for my ~*birthday*~ over at RBR, so run, don't walk to gaze upon its greatness. ILU ILU LAL ♥
-LAST BUT NOT LEAST, spn_j2_bigbang posting schedule is reveaaaled! We're due on the 26th of June, laulan!! AHHH SO EXCITED ALREADYYYYY :DD

THINGS THAT I STILL NEED TO DO, OH FUCKSICLES:
-ALL MANNER OF UNI SHIT, WHOOOPS
-Some more drafts to send to laulan before I leave late tomorrow afternoon(...we'll see how much I get done d'ohh)

......nearly two weeks since she last was here, BUT MY ROOMIE HAS RETURNED. *CUE DRAMATIC MUSIC, LIGHTNING FLASHING FROM THE SKY* ------NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! And if my ears aren't deceiving me before I preemptively slapped some earphones on, I think her fuckboy is here, too. UGHHHHHHH.

I was so getting used to the ~glorious~ silence and solitude. But ha-ha Sabrina, I got the fucking shower declogged (well okay I got the Heimtechnik to come fix it), I ignored YOUR probably rotting trash you left under the sink again (please to be taking it away now before it starts to smellll), and a good half of the fridge is full of my stuff. YOU CANNOT HARSH MY KITCHEN/GENERAL DORM VIBE OF CURRENT YAY AIIIIIGHT?? ....well okay, what am I saying, you probably will do so in two easy steps or something. I AM PREEMPTIVELY SHUDDERING FROM HEARING HER SPECIAL LAUGH EMANATE THROUGH OUR FLIMSY DORM WALLS.

I hope they don't wake up early. I need the shower tomorrow before 8, ffffffff.


DD:!!!

EDITED TO ADD: Reasons why I guess I should have went to bed earlier: 1) I PROBABLY WOULD NOT HAVE HEARD THE OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD SEX THEY WERE HAVING. Thankfully their lasting time seems to be as short as ever, because it seems as if the moaning etc. etc. is starting to sound more disturbing. I mean. *shudders* THANKFULLY I WILL BE GONE BASICALLY THE WHOLE DAY TODAY.

SABRINA, YOU DIRTY DUMB WHORE. IN WHAT WORLD IS IT OKAY TO A) RANDOMLY THROW MY FRESH STRAWBERRIES I BOUGHT ON MONDAY OUT (fuck you, I checked and they are still good and I sure as hell took them out of that open faced bag you are abusing for your 'trash'. MY BREAKFAST!!) and B) USE MY TOOTHPASTE, AND IN SUCH AN UNSUBTLE WAY THAT I NOTICE IT (aka my fingers were covered in toothpaste the next time I flipped the tube open.) IS EVEN DOING THIS IN A SNEAKY WAY TOO HARD FOR YOU? BITCH YOU USE CHANEL BEAUTY PRODUCTS, SPRING THE GODDAMN 2€ FOR SOME FUCKING TOOTHPASTE.
AND WHAT IS UP WITH THE SELFISH WAY YOU ARE SHOVING ALL YOUR CRAP IN THE FRIDGE? Are you somehow punishing me for not cleaning the dust and dreck THAT YOU SWEPT IN OUR COMMON AREA (WHICH, BTW IS FUCKING DISGUSTING)?? FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU SO MUCH. Words can never truly describe the seething mass of hate that overtakes me every damn time I sense that you are also here. Every time that I hear your obnoxious laugh, every time I go in the bathroom and see that state it is in, or rather THE FUCKING WASTELAND that is our kitchen, as you seem to still occasionally clean the bathroom. I WOULD SAY THAT YOU ARE A CANCER ON MY LIFE, A JACKAL PICKING AT MY BRAIN, AND THAT I HATE WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU SAY AND HOW YOU SAY IT, but while that is all true, it would also involve tarnishing an awesome quote with the grossness that is your continued existence. Also, right now I can't tell if your stupid boyfriend is gone yet. At least I didn't have to listen to you two have sex again last night, thank the heavens for that small mercy.

DEAR GOD, PLEASE MAKE HER MOVE OUT. PLEASE MAKE HER FAIL UNIVERSITY AND LEAVE. PLEASE MAKE HER STUPID BOYFRIEND MAKE HER MOVE IN WITH HIM??

EDITED TO ADD: lolol, so I wrote a pissy ALLCAPS status thing on FB basically wishing syphilis and a bad sexlife amongst others to Sabrina and her dude to vent AND MY MOM JUST CALLED ME FROM BANGKOK ABOUT IT. And wanted me to delete it because she doesn't like "the hateful way" it makes me look and what it reflects on me. Uh. While I guess I can see where she is coming from, I still think that it is my FB and my right to post whatever, and as far as I can remember, I don't really have any important RL people to worry about seeing it? I sure as hell wouldn't do it if I had Leo Burnett people added, but I doubt that the BK Mag crew give a shit. But I replaced it with something else now. Hope this is enough, Ma!

NOW I KNOW THAT I HAVE ONLY BEEN BACK FOR LIKE A DAY AND CHANGE, AND OKAY I ADMIT, SEEING THE STATE YOU ARE CURRENTLY KEEPING OUR KITCHEN+BATHROOM IS A BIT DEPRESSING, YET STILL NOT THAT SURPRISING WITH REGARDS TO THE DUST+FILTH LEVEL.

BUT I DO BELIEVE I DRAW THE LINE AT YOUR OPEN, USED AND BLOODY SANITARY NAPKINS LYING FACE OPEN AROUND THE BATHROOM. AND THE BLOOD STAINS ON OUR BATHROOM MAT. SERIOUSLY, THE ONE NAPKIN I JUST THREW AWAY YESTERDAY EVENING WITHOUT A COMMENT. BUT A BLOODY PANTYLINER THIS MORNING, TOO?? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, WOMAN. HAVE YOU RUN OUT? DO YOU NEED SOME MORE? ARE YOU GOING SELECTIVELY BLIND? ARE YOU ACTIVELY TRYING TO MAKE ME BE THE BITCH THAT WILL POST A POST-IT ABOUT THIS ON YOUR DOOR, THUS STARTING OUR PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE FUNTIMES AGAIN? BECAUSE I SO WILL, JESUS CHRIST.

AND MAYBE YOUR HORMONES ARE RUNNING WILD, I MEAN, I HEARD THE SCREAMING MATCH YOU HAD ON THE PHONE AT 8AM, TOO (THANKS FOR THAT BTW, WHO NEEDS SLEEP WHEN YOU'RE JETLAGGY, AMIRITE). BUT LETTING UP ON BASIC SANITARY MEASURES IS NEVER COOL.

WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS TO ME, SABRINA. WHERE IS THE LOVE. OR JUST PEACEFUL COEXISTENCE WHERE WE BOTH TRY TO IGNORE EACH AND EVERY SIGN OF THE OTHER'S EXISTENCE. I AM TOTALLY FINE WITH THAT.

EDITED TO ADD: One awkward eye-contact moment in the hall aside, I have come back to a CLEAN DORM?? What is this magical sight my eyes are beholding?? You even disposed of your assorted dustbunnies that you like to heap in a pile at the common area between our doors. Why Sabrina, I am impressed! The power of embarrassment as a motivational factor is brilliant, isn't it.

OH and her reply to my politely! worded note on her door was: "SORRY! (was drunk)" lololol that doesn't make it any less gross, but still. LAWWWWL.