New computer is broke - again..

So two weeks ago, I had to send my brand new (just over a month old) laptop to get the screen repaired. It was giving me odd colours and lines and all sorts of dodgy stuff across it. The repair guys at PC World decided it was a crack from damage and charged me to send it off to get fixed. Upon recieving it back (three days ago), there's a new screen, and they refund me the money they charged because it was down to something inside. All well and good.
It runs fine as I start it up the next day, and for hours it's all going fine. Until I move it. Suddenly there's red/pink overlaying everything. I put it back, but it stays flickering red. Like you can still see everything, but there's this annoying flickering overlay over everything. I open up google, and the white screen has no red on it, but it still flickers on the bars at the top and bottom, and other, non-white sites (e.g. the videos on youtube, and just about every other site I regularly visit) are flickering.
So I sigh, and go to close it and get ready to bring it back in to PC world in the morning, and as soon as I move the screen forward, the red goes away. I let go and it starts again, but then, with a little manipulating of the screen position, it goes away totally. So I shrug, shut it down, and go to the bed for the night.
I wake up in the morning and start it up, and...it's totally fine. Right. So, having woken up late, I quickly do my online test for uni as I eat my breakfast, and it's all fine. Until I'm about to shut it down and head out the door. And the red flickering starts. By this time, I don't have time to head to PC World, so I shut it down, shut off the charger, leave it on the desk, top open, and grab my old laptop and charger that I'd been using while my laptop was getting repaired. By the time I get in after the day is over, PC World is shut.
So I wake up today, and turn on my laptop. The red flickering was still there, covering my welcome screen and turning the blue into flickers of purples and pinks. I sigh, grab my purse, find my reciepts from the earlier fix, close the lid of my laptop, put it in my rucksack and wander down to PC World.
And wouldn't it be just my luck, that as soon as I arrive at PC World, and open my laptop to show the tech-guy, the red flickering is gone. Just like that - GONE! So the tech-guy thinks it's a pinched wire in the hinges, or a loose connection (if that's true, I can't help thinking it's related to the screen replacement, since it didn't have this problem before), but is confused, seeing nothing when he moves the screen back and forth. So we go through the whole procedure of checking the details of the laptop, and the guy is also surprised that it's needed two repairs when it's still less than two months old. He turns it over, screen still open, to check the serial number on the back, and *Hello, Red Flickering!* He turns it over again, and it stops. Needless to say, he never saw it the first time, and we can't get it to do it again, so I'm starting to feel like a loonatic.
So, the poor guy spends a good half-hour on the phone getting passed from person to person, until he eventually ends up at Samsung, who are now apparently going to fix it, since it's still in warranty. So I probably have another 10 day wait before I get it back. Seriously? By the time I get it back, my laptop'll basically have been away for repairs for almost half the amount of time I've owned it. I don't even know if I'll still be in Aberdeen if it comes back late to the store, so I'll have to reorganise for it to be sent to the store at home, and that'll just be awkward. If I knew this would happen so soon after buying, I would have gone for a different brand - the reason the guy at tech-support believed me was because he had just seen another similarly new Samsung that did dhow the red flickering. I can't help but wonder how long this laptop is actually going to hold up if it's having problems at this stage.
Meanwhile, my poor 5-year old Dell is plugging away nicely under the strain of my uni work. Sure, the battery barely lasts 2 hours, it's a bit sloooowwwww at times, and the memory isn't great, but at least it's reliable and won't start giving me strange screens in the middle of a lecture. Being honest, if I defragmented, got rid of all the odds and ends and programmes on the hard drive that I don't need anymore (or just plain got it restored to factory settings), cleaned out the fan (which is probably FULL of dust and soot from the coal fire at my parents house - my mums laptop was completely choked up with it), cleared out under the keyboard, and got it a new battery, it would probably last a good while yet.
As a matter of fact, that's why my mum was meant to be getting my Dell once I got everything moved over to my Samsung, but that never happened. My dad was going to pick it up, take it to the computer guys in Dundee that fix all his computer stuff for him to get it wiped, then clean it up and give it to mum so she can let her dying 7-8 year old Acer finally bite the dust. Although, judging by the multiple crashes, and the Black Screen of Death she got recently, that might have already happened. Even the computer guys can't fix it. In any case, by God was that thing sloooowwwwww.....

Anyway, off topic now. I do hope this is the last issue my laptop has. I do want to get around to buying scrivener one of these days with the NaNo winner codes.
Wishing you better luck than I've had this last while :)
Tigereye

Ramblings: Mobiles, communication and social situations

On one of the first weekends of the academic year away with the OTC, the rules of the mess were explained to the first years. There are two major rules to help the sociability of the place. These involve, respectively, no PDAs, and no mobile phones in the mess. I remember during my first year having a few free glasses of port going around courtesy of those caught, which well serves to get the rules into your head, especially as a broke student.
However, recently, outside of OTC, I've found myself quite stunned by the sheer number of people who go around on their phones, with headphones in and such. It's worst when someone does it in the pub, because it almost seems to form a wall between the people on either side of him (unless of course, those two people don't care about talking over people. Personally, I find it quite uncomfortable."
In any case, I found myself faced with the question the other day as to whether people spend too much time on their phones, and not enough speaking face to face with people, and I have to say, I agree to a point. I myself find myself guilty of it. I often listen to speakers through podcasts as I walk to uni in the morning, and I've occasionally found myself not realising people in the real world are waving to me or saying hello until they've already passed me.
I do think that texting, or using social sites such as facebook or twitter does become antisocial in certain situations. It is as if the online personas of people sometimes seem to become more important than those they speak to, although in reality it is likely not true. Some people even text or facebook people in the same room. Sure, it might seem funny between the people involved, but it can make the other people in the room feel put out and unimportant.
That said, even though texting in social situations is a sure-fire way to kill the atmosphere, phones have very much become a great way to communicate with people who are not nearby. Of course technology now allows face-to-face interaction over long distances, via wi-fi using applications such as Skype or Face-time. These prove to be a great alternative for long conversations, and are often preferred over regular phone-calls to familiar people. However, these applications are not always practical. Most people would prefer to either phone a person or see them in person. Skype and Face-time are almost some grey area in the middle, and something I would probably only use for friends and family, but then that's just me. Certainly a normal phone call has definitely not out-grown its value as of yet.
Texts on the other hand have some entirely different advantages. They give you the opportunity to contact people if you are not sure whether or not they are available to speak on the other end of the phone. They do not require someone to answer immediately, and so people can take the chance to think about what they are actually saying. They are also a great chance to get an answer to a question if you don't have time to phone, or are involved in a social situation, and a phone call would be inappropriate or antisocial.


Anyway, this is just a little post on my views on the issue. Can you tell I'm stuck somewhere in the middle on this one? As always, let me know your thoughts if you happen to pass by.

Finished!

In my Glass: Orange juice, but soon to be a G+T
On my iPod: Yeah! (feat. Lil Jon and Ludacris) by Usher
From my bookshelf: It should be Anatomy, but for today only, it's going to be absolutely nothing (Phew..)
Outside: Dark, cold (I see a theme coming on here) Oh, and frosty - its icy outside.
My mood: Happy, and proud of myself :)

50,000 words down. NaNoWriMo goal met. Thank the dear Goddess for that! Time to de-stress a little this weekend, I think.
Tonight, I'm off out to a friends birthday bash, then tomorrow, it's OTC training, then our christmas dinner. I planned to make tablet today for Yule gifts this year, but I didn't have the ingredients, and amongst getting the last few words down for NaNo and heading off to lectures at uni, didn't get around to heading to the supermarket in time to make anything. Nevertheless. Maybe that'll be a job for Sunday to work off the possible imminent hangover from Saturday.
We've been having a problem with water on one of the outside walls of the flat. Judging by where the patches are, I think it's down to clogged gutters, so I'm going to try to see to that on Sunday too. Otherwise, we'll just have to keep the windows open in the daytime to air the place out and let out the excess moisture. There's a hygrometer in my violin case that I've been keeping an eye on the humidity with. It's still above normal, but only just after airing the place out well today. It went down quite a bit.
I need to get something christmassy for the flat too. I know I'll have the stuff to look forward to at home, but I want to put up something here. Maybe I can find some lights and baubles to hang around the place. I wonder if I can find a pine-scented candle...
Oh, and I get paid tomorrow! After the last couple of stressful weeks, things are starting to look up again, I think.
Have yourselves a good weekend everyone! :)

2824 words to go!

In my glass: Just ice. And the water its melting into
On my iPod: Drops of Jupiter, by Train; Seasons of Love, from the Musical RENT
From my bookshelf: Anatomy again (Cunningham's Manual of Practical Anatomy Volume 2)
Outside: Dark, wet, cold
My mood: Cheery

28th November, 23.30 hrs, 47176 words written for NaNoWriMo. 2 days, 2824 words, 1 write in, 2 bones, and 1 purple bar to go. (You keeping an eye on my widget in the corner there? When it hits 50,000, I'm officially a winner. Not long to go now :) EEEK!!
Oh, and I'm having a much better week this week. Seems whoever was up there throwing thunderbolts at my life is satisfied now. Everything is fixed, found etc. except for my computer, which is still off at the computer doctor. Hoping to get it back before christmas (Which is Yule for me. Just Christmas for the rest of the family).
I admit, I did procrastinate a bit today. I cooked two different soups, and made a roast ham with mash, veggies and gravy for dinner. SEE! I may be poor, but you can't say I don't live well for what I have.
I have the write-in at the Belmont tomorrow, so hoping to technically finish then, but I need to keep writing something on the 30th so that I can get all my skellington finished in the marathon, and not get any *Stern ML Looks* or get put on the *Wall of Shame* To tell you the truth, I mainly want to win so I can get monies off the Scrivener software. Otherwise, as much as I love writing, the last few days are horribly slowwwwwww..... I want Scrivener for my uni notes next term.
Anyway. Up early tomorrow, so thats me off to bed. Hopefully I'll have passed 50,000 next time you hear from me :) See you all again soon!

Half-way point

In my glass: Freshly squeezed apple juice courtesy of my new juicer
On my iPod: Zeto the Bubbleman (Played by Gizzen Briggs on their CD Out of the Blue)
From my bookshelf: Anatomy (Cunningham's Manual of Practical Anatomy Volume 2, if you must know)
Outside: Dark, cold, slightly drizzly
My mood: Slightly mood-swing-y, but mostly happy

Ok, so maybe half-way was technically yesterday, but between lectures and labs, and NaNo meet-up, and writing out anatomy, I just didn't have the time to update on NaNo.
So hows NaNoWriMo going? Rather well actually. I thought I would be waaaaayyyyy behind by now, but though I slowed down during the "week two wall" which had me just about having a break-down at the weekend (Ok, so maybe I did just have an out and out breakdown. However, it was partially alcohol induced), the extra I wrote during week one, the skeleton marathon, and getting back into the swing of the story now, means I'm back on track.
The quota for the end of day 16 is 26667 (or thereabouts - various sources give you different numbers. I'm going from the fact that the half-way point is 25000, and the quota for today should be 1667 words over that). My current word count, (though I still have a bit of writing left to do) is 27891. YAY!
So how has the month been so far? The answer: HELLISH! To give you an idea, a lot of us in my course are moaning to each other about messed up sleep-patterns and eating junk and having mood swings, and feeling crap, and all the other lovely things that comes with being completely and utterly stressed out. I ask you: WHY did I decide to take on a 50,000 novel in 30 days when I have all this other stuff on??? *Um...I don't know. But I got this far, so I'm bloody well going to finish it*

Well, this week, so far, I've had my usual 19 hours, plus an anatomy assessment (30 mins, an hour before our normal class), plus an hour long mid-term exam for physiology, plus my writing for NaNo in between. Next week is the same, but with an extra 2 hours of lectures, an hour-long tutorial instead of the anatomy assessment, and I've to somehow get to the doctors, a good hours walk away, before class on Thursday morning (which I have to get to - its taken me months to get this slot to see someone, because my GP referred me, but I'm not an extreme case - by which time the problem has likely healed wrong which is why I'm not in pain anymore, but still having troubles with it).
Oh, and my mobile company keeps calling me at stupid times in the afternoon (i.e. when I'm in lectures), in the evening (when I panic at the phone going because I'm waiting on a call from someone important), or at night (when I'm either writing in a different room, sleeping, or in a nightclub and wont hear it). Its always on silent anyway, so its won't go off at inopportune moments. Regardless though, its still a pain in the ass, especially when I feel the vibration going in my pocket (generally where my phone always is). I sent a message to Ofcom, but I doubt anything will be done about it, as per usual. And no. I'm not calling the phone company, because I've tried it before, and nothing happened apart, and it takes way more time than I have spare right now.

For the moment, I'm sitting getting kit cleaned, pressed and ready to go for tomorrow. For the first time in WEEKS, I'm having a lie in. For me, a lie-in constitutes actually getting to stay in bed past 7AM in the morning, and for once, tomorrow, I can do just that. I know, I know, I should be working on my novel instead of sleeping in, but don't worry becaaaaause...
The NaNoWriMo Regional Group are having their half-way party! Which starts at 3pm, so I can get up late, take a lazy shower (rather than a speedy, must-get-dressed-and-out-the door-quick kind of shower), fix the last bits of my kit for the evening, and write a bit on my novel before I go. I'm even planning to take them flapjacks, but we'll see if I remember in the morning. I don't know if I have enough oats left to make them with. Anyhow, I'll be there for a couple of hours before dropping my laptop back at my flat (hopefully with a good days worth of writing in it, even with the 1-hour writing ban for the start of the party), and pick up my (hopefully spotless) kit and take it up to OTC (At which point, I'll probably have scuffed by brogues again and have to work it out when I get there. Then its a case of getting changed, transport to wherever it is we're going, do our stuff, come home, get changed again, dump kit (hung up in a nice suit-carrier of course) and possibly go to town. Meh. The "go to town" part is debatable. Depends on whether I'm over my break-down stage. I'm guessing so, because I'm over the hurdle. We've passed the halfway of NaNo, and my novel, and of the uni term, and therefore my courses, and it's almost christmas holidays. Only four more weeks of lectures and stress to go. *heaves big sigh of relief*

Oh, yeah. About my breakdown. It wasn't really a breakdown. Rather it was stress compounded by  being drunk for the first time in literally two months resulting in a teariness I couldn't explain to my worrying compadres. So, now that it's week over, and I have a morning to myself, I'm feeling much more optimistic about things. For the first time in ages, I don't even have to worry.

Have a great weekend everyone :)

Day 2

Its day 2 of NaNo, and I have 6000 words in the bag! Hopefully the extra will help me through the week two wall. Just a quick update on how I'm doing, Y'all. Now, I gotta get back to studies, and writing.

Nice and Chipper after a run

In my glass: Jasmine Tea
On my iPod: Tchaikosky's Nutcracker Suite
From my bookshelf: Again, Anatomy
Outside: Dark, chilly, great running weather as long as you stay to the lit roads
My mood: Optimistic

So its two days till Samhain (or Hallowe'en for the rest of you), and its a full moon tonight. I went out for my first run in ages under the moon (and the streetlights, too), and its made such a difference in how I feel. I forgot just how good running made you feel.
I got a new game called "Run, Zombies!" which you play just by running to pick up items for your base, and speeding up at times when there are "Zombies" after you. If you're caught, you lose the mission and have to restart. I'm not one for Zombies, but I'm quite enjoying it actually. I enjoy running anyway, but the game aspect makes it rather interesting.
I stopped by at Asda on the way home and picked up what seemed to be the only tin of black parade gloss shoe polish, and the only tube of Kiwi whitener in the whole city, as well as a nail brush for my spats (my old one went walkabout) and a couple of pumpkins.
Currently, the seeds are drying, ready to be roasted, One pumpkin has been chopped up and part has gone into the slow cooker for soup, and the rest in the fridge, perhaps for a pie. The other has been hollowed out and carved, ready for a candle in it.
Interestingly, the whole tradition of carving on pumpkins on Samhain comes from the time of the old Celtic religions, when they used to carve turnips (the idea of which begins in old Irish folklore). The Americans were the ones who started the carving of pumpkins, and in a way, I'm glad. Have any of you ever tried carving a turnip before? Yeah, unless you have a really, really sharp knife and lots of control, its a recipe for sliced fingers. I tried it once, but even with a razor sharp knife, it was difficult at best.
Oh, and I'm actually looking forward to band at OTC for the first time in months. No rhyme or reason as to why. I may very well be there all of three seconds before I change my mind again, but for now, I'm looking forward to things. Don't know why they decided to have mega tuesday on the last Tuesday of the month though, especially when we don't get paid until a mere two days after. But then again, like someone else pointed out, there was a time when people stayed out every Tuesday, so why the need for such a bigged-up event to get people out and about with each other for the night. Meh, what ever happened to doing it just for the sake of enjoying yourself?
I do need to get back to cleaning my spats on Wednesday (I say Wednesday  because tomorrow is going to be busy, and NaNo starts on Thursday. Yeesh, where did September go? Oh, yeah, I remember, it passed me by while I was either panicking about uni, or passing time on the sofa. No more. I plan to go to the OTC running club tomorrow, whether I want to or not (that is as long as it is on). Running seems to make a massive difference to my life.
On a different front, here I am, panicking about this anatomy assessment again tomorrow. *argh*. Which means I gotta get to bed so I'm up nice and early to walk to Foresterhill in the morning (and maybe do some last-minute revision on the brachal plexus nerves on the way..)

See you soon!

Ramblings: What if you suddenly had to move?

So as I find myself moving quickly from place to place, squeezing past small gaps between people on the pavements, marveling at the seemingly slow movements of many of those around me, and the sheer difference in speed between those who were ambling gently along, and those who were, like me, in a rush to get somewhere on time, I began to wonder about the ability to move quickly.
Of course, the movement of people on the street is an unusual thing in itself - dictated by peoples schedules, attitude, a love for the scenery in a new place, amongst other things, so I quickly found myself going off on a tangent, and finding myself thinking on something I have seen in my time away with the OTC.
One of the weekends just passed, many of the freshers were out being taught various skills for working out in the field. They learnt how to set up bashers (the shelters we use whilst out in the field), cook rations, use camouflage effectively, amongst other things. And in watching a little of the activities of each of the groups, whilst going about my own activities, I saw there were vast differences in some of the sections, and even in the people in those sections, in their ability to do, quickly and effectively, what they were told to. Some people did things almost immediately, and others took much longer.
In the OTC, and the army in general, the ability to move quickly, and accurately, is exceptionally important to the welfare of all the people involved. Going out on your first exercise or two, you very quickly learn that you have to be ready to move at all times, and if you're smart, you'll pick up ways to do things faster, and vastly reduce the time it takes to get things done.
You keep things all packed away when you aren't using them. You sleep with your webbing and rifle next to you so that you can throw them on in seconds if you're attacked in the middle of the night, and you learn the fastest way to throw on all your kit  Leaving enough space in the middle section of your bergen to shove your sleeping bag in without the need to roll it. Using the time it takes for your food to cook to shove some extra polish on your boots to help keep the water out, or change your socks, or dry out your boots, and feet if water has already found its way in. You buy extra bungee cords to tie your bashers up with so that if you need to run in the middle of the night, it only takes seconds to take down and stuff away, and you don't have the palava of cutting down strings. All these things are done so that we can move immediately if the need strikes, and so we try hard to learn.
When we were on annual camp, against one of the other OTCs, the plan, and the harbour area changed very quickly. Our ability to move quickly as a platoon, and as a company served us very well throughout the course of the exercise, and made a massive difference to the way the exercise turned out, even though we were a much smaller company.
I guess, being used to this kind of preparedness, and ability to move quickly over bad terrain, or just move quickly in general, you find yourself pushing the new freshers to move quickly, and getting annoyed at those who either ignore your advice, or don't seem to be able to move with any amount of speed, as both my colleagues and I found at the weekend, although we know that those who last in the OTC and enjoy being there will be the ones who eventually pick up tips, and indeed come up with their own ways of speeding up, because being able to do things at the speed people want them done means exercises become much more enjoyable, and in camp, you end up with more time to do as you want once the important stuff is out of the way. In short, the people who learn to do things faster will have more time to enjoy themselves.
So in the field, we can all learn to be quick, on time, etc. but how does that translate into the real world?
Well for a start, I hate to be late. I've always disliked it somewhat, and made an effort to be on time to everything. Now I truly can't stand it, and I don't like it in other people either. That's why you can find me pounding down the road between campuses in an effort to make it to my next lecture on time, even if I do usually end up being there 5 or 10 minutes early, before most of those with bicycles or cars have even bothered to come into the lecture theatre.
Usually, its also obvious when the fire alarm goes off. My stuff if almost always packed away all together in a bag at my feet. It doesn't take two seconds to grab when the alarm goes off. As much as you're told not to take your stuff when the fire alarm goes off, who doesn't grab their most prized possessions if they're close at hand, be it their phone (which is usually in my pocket as it is), their laptop, or something more personal. I generally think that what they mean is "don't grab your stuff if it will take time, and don't go back for something you've left." Most people can grab a bag and jacket at their feet as they stand up, and not take any more amount of time to do it. That said, people, please do what your fire drill says: Never go back for something if the fire alarm goes off.
On the other hand, this is in no way true for my flat. If I had to move out immediately, it would probably take me a good few days to do. If not much longer. My flat is my haven from time constraints. The only thing I've to ever worry about is what time I have to leave. There is no way I could apply the same high energy speed techniques as I do to the OTC to my home life. I need time to relax, rewind and reboot. My home is time for that.
Of course, flat-time is not my only reboot-time. Most Wednesdays, after lectures have finished, I will take a wander around the botanical gardens, regardless of weather, and have some down-time in nature. I'll wander aimlessly, and watch others do exactly what I do during the rest of the week - rushing around - and enjoy the gentle quietness of free time.
I guess you could say I'm hard-wired to work hard, play hard, but that wouldn't be entirely true either. I work hard, then relax. There is rarely a reason for me to play harder. Sure I socialise, and go out with friends for a pint often, but thats only part of my relax-time. My time off (when I'm not doing OTC or uni work) is often spent carving miniatures from wood, sewing, painting, or writing, often to gentle music. In otherwords, doing relaxing, gentle, time-wasting, slow things. And I love it like that.

6 days to NaNo!

In my glass: Hot chocolate (It started snowing today folks)
On my iPod: Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield
From my bookshelf: I'm afraid I haven't been reading much lately, unless you count my anatomy textbook
Outside: getting dark, cloudy, some remnants of snow on the ground
My mood: Just glad its Friday...
Facebook quote of the day: "Dreaming of a white....October??"

So I told you in the last post that I'm trying my hand at NaNoWriMo again this year. Hopefully this time I'll make the 50,000 mark. Realistically. its debatable, with the rehearsals for remembrance, and lectures to work around. I've signed up to the Skeleton Marathon held by the Municipal Liaison of Elsewhere, Scotland, which means I have to update my word count Every Single Day, or answer to Igor, and all the others in the Marathon. (that'll be fun trying to fit it in on remembrance day. I see a very early start happening to get some words written down. In the middle of the week-two wall, too.)
Here's an online copy of my pledge. I've already pledged towards this on the original sign-up thread. This means that I can't back out anymore... oh dear.

“I, Tigereye, am joining the Skeleton Marathon. I promise Anastasia, my family, friends, all the folks at NaNoWriMo and most of all myself that I will write something on my novel every day during the month of November. I will faithfully update my word count each day by midnight GMT. I will not make excuses, I will not give up.”

Anyway, now that that's out of the way, I can start jumping up and down in excitement, and shrinking back in horror. ONLY SIX DAYS!!! I can't believe it. I have my plot noted down in word and I'm trying to fit in the dares that my local Aberdeen NaNo group have come up with, I've downloaded the NaNo trial version of Scrivener, I have meals in the freezer and the fridge stocked up, I'm taking my multivitamins to attempt to keep the cold at bay, and I'm shoving together some blog-post drafts to get my writing up to speed (they are, however, in great need of editing, so whether you will get them or not is debatable. December is editing month. We'll see then :D )
There is no way my book will fit into 50,000 words. I may need closer to 90k for the amount of plot I have planned, but I can always finish it another time.

Time for a little sneak peek

Meet my protagonist, Aria. The story revolves around her and her friends when they find some dragon eggs. The power of the clash from the hatched dragons shifts her world into another, the land of Glaewyn. There, the story follows them as they attempt to return the exiled dragons to the kingdom.
Meet my main antagonist, Landon, or as he later turns out to be, Austria. She is in charge of the kingdom after she accidentally killed the king whilst attempting to assassinate the kings brother.
The second antagonist, which appears to be on the side of the protagonist for much of the story, turns out to be the kings brother near the end, and is using the protagonists quest with the dragons to return him to the throne.
As for the story, you'll just have to wait and see. Maybe I'll give you a snippet now and again, but who knows. I need to write it now.

Oh, and as for cover art, one of my fellow NaNo-ers down at the forums put together a cover for me (Isn't that kind?!). It looks great, I think. (I cropped my name out, that's why its slightly odd dimensions)

Have fun, everyone! Time to get back to planning...

I'm back... But I'm leaving again.

I'm back from Colorado, and straight back into the thick of Uni. Spent a week in bed ill during freshers, then it was first week of lectures, OTC etc etc. so things are getting busy. The National Treasure concert was over before I even got the chance to tell you all about it. I played for the Queen again, and never told y'all, but then again I can't even remember if I did last time or not either.
Now NaNoWriMo is on the horizon. For those of you who don't know, that's National Novel Writing Month, and it happens worldwide throughout the month of November. We have meets every week, after my anatomy lab. It does mean, however, that I'm busier than ever trying to organise my life to do writing, uni and OTC, not to mention trying to sort out whether or not I'm playing in a competing band next year.
So I might be away for a while. I'll try and get back at some point. See you all later :)

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