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Apparently comment notifications are down, so uh. Yeah, if you're not commenting in my personal journal chances are good I won't notice.

Whenever there's a post in a dl comm I'm a member of saying "Do not ask for people to upload the new episode! Wait patiently!" I feel a really intense urge to post along the lines of "WHY CAN'T SOMEONE UPLOAD A BIT FASTER, I'VE BEEN WAITING LIKE FIVE MINUTES ALREADY." The urge gets stronger every time and I'm a member of quite a few dl comms. *twitch*

I'm pretty much just updating to put off packing, but since I have a doctor's appt in an hour I think I've managed to put it off just enough that I have an excuse.

The guys at Global PC are still fabulously wonderful; my XHD's adaptor spontaneously upped and died yesterday, I took it in today, and they swapped it out in about two seconds flat. <3

Torchwood was great this week!

Americans! Don't forget to vote! Also, that GOP robo-call thing is pretty bizarre. Sometimes I worry about corruption in our country, and then I think about the way the Republicans are going to totally get away with that, and I feel better. (So, guys: make me less of an arrogant prick about the superiority of my country! Elect Democrats: They're Marginally Better!)

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Still avoiding packing! [Okay, I've gone through and sorted my clothes into "take away to Wellington" and "leave behind", and folded most of the leave behinds into bags and put them away; and I've gotten rid of about four plastic bags of rubbish, old notes, wastes of paper, etc; and I'm sorting my filing system (otherwise known as "four banana boxes sitting in the corner") into vital (birth certificate and transcripts), personal (letters and stuff from my old schools and old notebooks), things I need in Wellington (addresses and sheet music), books, DVDs, CDS and magazines (my Listener collection), and "file directly in the rubbish bin." I've picked up almost all the books and dragged them into my bookshelf, which is in the laundry, which by the way is a HUGE drag and next year I want to get bookshelves for the hallways, which are easily wide enough. HOLY SHIT SO MUCH CRAP, Y'ALL.]

Anyway, I'm doing that thing where you stumble across crazy poetry that you wrote when you were young and angsty, and this one kind of horrifies me. ( I don't even know what I was thinking. )

*sigh* Well, that was a diversion. Back to the grindstone.