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So, last night after Bistromathics at Uni, I wandered around with Tristan and a few other people for gelati and booze (...not at the same time).

Anyway, one of the places we ended up at was Red Pocket, a new place Tristan had heard of that was Japanese themed and served a lot of sake and sake cocktails.

Included on their menu was one drink - sake and absinthe based - you got which was served on fire.

It was called "Fukushima".

I am still not sure if that is amusing or rather inappropriate.

It has a different name on the online cocktail list, I note.

I have a picture I took with my phone, but the quality isn't really great.

It's been over a week since I lost posted. By my standards, that has been an absurdly long time.

Um, whoops?

Anyway, had a rather busy week. Weekdays were busy with placementage and teaching and other whatnots that contributed to far too many early mornings.

On Friday evening, it was FOUL Silly Night. Which meant pizza, trivia (My team lost), a rather long and convoluted series of the hat game, and random silliness. And then I went back to de_chel's place with a few others for some drinks and gay Shakespearean poetry on the fridge. As one does.

And yesterday I went to Manifest. Which was exceedingly... Manifest. But good fun.

I think my experience of it can be summed up with the following picture:
( Cut for me meeting my AU genderswapped twin )

Yeah, I was cosplaying as Mari Makinami from Rebuild of Evangelion

I met up with isarae almost entirely by accident - she was as Luluko, and at least one of the friends she was with was a Suzako - so I spent a significant amount of the day wandering around with them, as we looked through the Trader's Hall or at cosplayers. Or when they went to Anime Idol to go see one of their friends perform. They had great costumes, I had to say (Though there were some really awesome ones I saw around. I was highly impressed at the Mawaru Penguindrum group - complete with plushy penguins - already.)

Amongst other sites, we saw one of those SEELE communication slab things... caramelldansen. Now that will stick with you.

And after that we went to actually buy things from the hall - I ended up with some of the Chii's Sweet Home manga (No volume 5 left, alas), a squishy stress relief Adipose, some pocky, a couple of phone charms and some jewellery.

Anyway, right towards the end after isarae and her friends left was when I ran into James up there in is male!Mari cosplay. He ended up being in a group of people doing genderswapped Evangelion cosplay (...and a Zero) who had come over from Adelaide for Manifest.

I ended up having dinner with them, heading back to their hotel room for drinks, and then some of us went up to Mana Bar for more drinks (It was small and crowded; I don't recommend Saturday nights there). And then we went back to the hotel room for more drinks.

...Yeah, that was a lot of drinks. Though it was less the number of drinks and more the density. AB shots of Absinthe and Bacardi, oh my. Hence why I didn't do very much at all today.

A couple of the guys were nice enough to walk me to my tram stop, though. And then texted me this morning to see if I'd survived.

And that was my weekend. Or at least the parts of it I remember.

Oh class. Once more, I must have you.

...Okay, that sounds kinda wrong.

And since class itself was mostly pretty dull today - excluding some interesting YouTube videos and ALT being a clusterfuck again, I think I shall talk further about last week.

Or FOUL, since this week it involved large amounts of bubbles, and a silly string gun, which was unhealthy amounts of fun. (I say this because it wasn't my hair it was getting in.)

But yeah, ALT is kind of a clusterfuck. For starters, it's down on Queensberry St, which is far too much walking to get to from anywhere. Secondly, it's in a building that is only half built, which means walking through construction site-ness if you take the lifts.

It's also the building that over the break they found asbestos in, so way to ensure the health of future generations, uni.

Oh, and the lecture theatre we are supposed to be in, isn't actually big enough for the whole group. Which means if you don't get to ridiculously far away building early, you get shunted off into one of the other lecture rooms, where you get the lecture over the - less than spectacular - PA. And have no idea what is going on when the lecturers start talking to the audience. Woo modern technology.

Like I said, kind of a clusterfuck. Though I know for a fact there have been people complain about things, so hopefully something shall be done.

On the other hand, today we found out the lecturer barracks for Melbourne. Poor bastard.

Tuesdays are also going to be fun, what with my 15 minutes to get from one end of the campus to the other. Hopefully they will all be like last week when we got let out early and I made it in time to also get me some coffee.

And that is my life. Hooray!

Of all the things to be all over the news today, Australia ended up with... planking.

For real. Complete with moral guardians warning against the evils of it.

Planking.

Whatever is the world coming to?

We also have a full orchestral version of Rebecca Black's Friday. As one does.

And in the wonder of FOUL today, we somehow ended up with a discussion of Doctor/jelly baby Rule 34.

I think the world was on the good crack today.

Well, today I actually managed to work out why my alarm didn't go off on Friday and ended up causing me to miss my bus and be late to school placement - apparently the settings on my clock radio were wrong, and the alarm was set to go off at PM instead of AM. You can see how that might be a problem.

Now, how do you think I might have worked that out...

Yeah. It was like that.

And in continuing time-related fuckery, I had completely forgotten that Daylight Savings ended on the weekend and hadn't managed to put my clocks back (though my mobile apparently did so automatically), which resulted in me being very, very confused come lunchtime.

I should just like not do things involving clocks. At all. Egads.

And because someone brought it up when we were talking about webcomics at FOUL during my deeply confusing lunchtime, I give you Hipster Hitler. I am aware I just Godwin'd myself, but I am now filled with vast amounts of LOL WAT.

Oh blarg Uni. Aside from the fact that we didn't get the day off despite it being a public holiday today (which meant I still had my 9am lecture to get to), I also ended up sticking around Uni until late.

See, one of classes has four readings every way, most of which are quite long. So instead of making everyone read a couple of hundred pages every week, we have this thing where everyone is divided into groups of four, each person in the group does one of the readings, writes up a summary of it, and then shares it with everyone else in the group.

Well, my reading for this week wasn't online - it was in a book that was on the recommended reading list, but not required (so I didn't buy it). And all the copies at the library were taken out, some overdue. So I ended up, after class, grabbing a two hour lone copy and a borrowed Uni laptop, trying to read 40 pages and summarise it all in one page before my two hours were up.

Fun.

In other news, FOUL had a tea party at lunch today. Which was rather unexpected, given this is FOUL we are talking about.

Oh, and a few people on my flist seem to have some offers up over on help_japan. I really must work out how high I am willing to go with bidding on that.

Well, Uni was the provider of much lulz and WTF today.

Firstly, from one of the guest speakers in my Social Science class, this amusing quote:

"Whenever I find a restaurant I like, I start going there regularly... and then they go bust. Same thing happened with Communism."
- Guy who studied corruption in communist countries in the 80s.

Then there were all the people who were standing around Uni handing out free copies of The Origin of Species - with a Special Introduction by a Creationist.

Actually, I almost didn't mind this idea, until I actually looked at the "special introduction" and saw the gratuitous bashing of other religions and the ending spiel which was basically, "I'm taking the high road! Watch me take the high road! None of those horrible evil atheist would do something so ~good~! Admire me for taking the high road."

...Yeah. The moral high ground: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG.

Later was Star Trek club, in which we had much fun at the expense of our free books and their oh-so-special introduction, and then watched an episode of Stargate. (I had to leave before the TNG episode).

I also found the world's geekiest toilet wall graffiti, what with mentions of lolcats, 4chan, and that Deathly Hallows symbol from HP.

Oh, and I had my first tute of the semester, for SSRM. Which started out kind of boring, and yet by the end of it we'd ended up having conversations on why a dog is a phone, and the subjectivity of stop signs.

I approve of this sort of class.

So, I had precisely one lecture today, on the first day of class for this year, and I showed up late. Admittedly, I couldn't find the damn lecture theatre.

Said lecture, incidentally was for Introduction to Life, Earth and the Universe, which I keep mentally parsing as "Introduction to Life, the Universe and Everything".

Which would been a fun class to have, now that I think about it.

Apart from that, I spent most of my day at Uni rushing around doing important things: renewing my student card, getting grumpy because they moved the damn Science Student Centre, paying bills, and getting my newspaper subsciptions. Because whatever would I do without my two newspapers a day?

And then I toddled up to join FOUL, in which I now appear to be, frighteningly enough, one of the oldbies. This is kind of terrifying.

But FOUL was lulzy amusement, I got to catch up with people (and take part in the requisite absurdity) for the first time in ages.

And that was my first day back. Fun.

My weekend wasn't all that enthralling, either. On Saturday, one of the downstairs apartments was auctioned (That's the second one in the past couple of weeks), so I got to sit in my room with the window open listening to the auctioneer. Didn't hear how much it sold for, though.

And yesterday I managed to burn my finger on the steam when I made rice. Which was rather painful as I was trying to sleep last night.

In other news, I appear to have a budding social life in the next couple of weekends. This Saturday connikins is having an Unbirthday, which looks like fun, and the weekend after is my cousin's wedding.

Soon, I think I will run out of cousins to have weddings, you know.

Well, wonders never cease. Apparently for once in my life all my bitching and moaning has actually paid off, and my timetable is finally sorted out. And I no longer have any 9am classes, score! Truly, the current arrangement is a masterwork.

Of course the downside to all this seems to be that club stuff may be a mite impossible for me to attend, what with two 1pm lectures and one seminar that is at 1pm for the weeks it runs. Sigh. But you can't have everything your own way, I suppose.

...Now I just need to hear back from my Internship person, and I'll be all set.

Things about today that I did not like:

- Melbourne Weather >:(. Yes, I know I should be pleased about the rain and all, but did the Melbourne Weather have to be so exceptionally... Melbourne Weather about things and thus be ridiculously cold for April? Seriously, I shouldn't have to rug up this much for another month or two.

- Take Home exam for Sociology. Admittedly, it's only 1000 words, but it's the principle of the thing. Though I hopefully have enough free time this weekend to get it all over and done with before next Monday.

- Also the part where I had to go to my stupid 9am Lecture to pick up said exam, on far too little sleep.

Things about today I did like:

- FOUL! In which Tristan shared his fascinating tale of why ANZACs are like Pokemon, at least according to certain school children, and this fabulously memorable quote:

"I swear people try to shave me in the night."

Also a whole lot of playing The Floor Is Made of Lava, which was great fun until my foot decided to start complaning. And all the people started leaving.

Things about today which produced mixed emotions.

- The new FMA episode. Not because it was bad - far from it, it was very, very good, and I am not arguing with those who say it was the best of the new show - but because it was the Nina episode. And thus produced a charming combination of sadness and horror and anger. Nina ;_;! Tucker >:(

...Yeah, that didn't exactly put me in the most cheery frame of mind.

At least I can get a good night's sleep tonight.