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|Tuesday, March 5th, 2013|
Today, I got a call out of the blue from a man at the employment agency who'd read my CV and had a post he thought I'd be suitable for.
Starting, most likely, on Thursday or Friday.
Today is Tuesday. I have a filling tomorrow.
It's from two in the afternoon to eleven at night, lab-based, half an hour by bike, pretty well-paid...
From now on, all of the fun things in my life will be done in the morning. WoW, fanfic, reading...well, it's not a huge imposition.
|Monday, March 4th, 2013|
My aunt died two weeks ago, the funeral was a week ago, and only now does it begin to feel real.
|Friday, February 15th, 2013|
Russia just got hit by a meteor.
I've felt this way before, usually in tragedies. The feeling is: This is too movie-like for real life.
(Okay, so Russia actually got hit by a meteor just as I was leaving the zoo. Still.)
|Wednesday, December 19th, 2012|
I have a dark and guilty secret.
I'm not all that bothered about my weight.
Now, before you all accuse me of being a sensible and well-rounded person, I should point out that I'm five foot eight and weigh fifty-three kilos, and managed to lose five kilos over the last year through sheer absent-mindedness. It's possible that, if I did not have a metabolism like a furnace and a habit of forgetting breakfasts, then I would indeed have body issues.
It seems unlikely, though, considering my attitude towards clothing.
|Thursday, November 22nd, 2012|
The advantages of being moderately socially aware: You realise that a guy is interested in romance and inform him politely that you're flattered but asexual before
things can get awkward.
It's an interesting ... head-game, for lack of a better word. Being asexual, I don't tend to think of myself in connection with sexual interest, though I can view other
people as having that. Realising that other people think of me as a potentially sexual being is ... not uncomfortable, but odd.
|Tuesday, August 7th, 2012|
A lot of stories go around about sexism in WoW. Up until today, I hadn't actually experienced harassment in WoW among people who knew my gender(just as I've never experienced it in the real world, come to that), so I assumed that kind of thing was rare or outdated.
Tonight's Raid Finder put an end to that, of course. Ugh. How can people be so ... wilfully pig-ugly?
|Sunday, June 17th, 2012|
|A squirrel stole my breakfast.
I usually keep an apple in my room to eat before the cafeteria starts breakfast. Today I left the window open to get some fresh air, left the room, and when I came back there was a thud and the apple had vanished from the windowsill.
There is currently a squirrel on the windowledge outside my room, looking rather inquisitive as to where its feast has gone. I'm fairly sure the squirrel dropped it off the ledge when I came into the room, but it doesn't seem to have figured this out yet.
Begs the question, though: How on Earth did it lift the apple over the three inches of raised wood at the base of the window?
|Tuesday, May 1st, 2012|
|First exam was today.
My hand was cramping like crazy
by the end, but then, two and a half hours' frantic scribbling will do that to you. My handwriting remains messy (haven't had much reason to do it for about a month), and despite my assiduously
cleaning my fountain pen yesterday, it kept going dry and requiring me to shake it very hard.
One down, seven to go.
|Monday, April 23rd, 2012|
|My computer is FIXED!
My computer is fixed! And all I had to do was ... reinstall to the state it was in when I got it, thus wiping my files and promising unknown frustrated hours of trying to move them from the backup drive back to the computer. But hey, my computer is fixed! No more Google breakage, slow running, or random redirects!
|Saturday, March 24th, 2012|
For the record, shopping weighs a ton
or it does when you buy a week's worth of food and have to carry it over a mile on foot. I wound up 'borrowing' an empty garbage box (about two feet by one, six inches high) to carry it the last third of the way, and hopefully will have it returned before the owner notices. For now, my arms start trembling every time I pick up my glass.
I also had the pleasure of a surprise driving lesson five minutes after I got back from walking the dogs -- surprise because I thought he was away for the week. Which he is, now
. Oh, and the weather is boiling.
Here's to a restful weekend!
|Saturday, March 10th, 2012|
I'm asexual. Suspected it for a while, but I was hoping it...wasn't.
So. Broke up with my boyfriend today. We're still good friends. I think. Wish it hadn't turned out this way, must be tough for him. Still. Life is.
So, yeah. I can do dizzy romantic love, the whole shebang, just not the physical side of it. So I guess if I don't find someone who's willing to marry for cuddles...eh, well. Never mind.
|Friday, March 2nd, 2012|
|Addendum to the prior computer issues.
Google is still screwed up. (This despite a friend somehow being able to Google in Firefox while it was at his house. Yes, as soon as I got it back to my place, the shiny Google page stopped being able to search. Same browser, same everything. Grr.) Page loading remains slow. TV Tropes is still not letting me search.
Apparently the general solution to all my woes is reinstalling Windows; if it comes to that, I'm going to insist on either retaining IE8 or telling Microsoft that IE9 is as ugly as the offspring of a diseased spider-crab and a telephone-pole beetle.
How can a (now REMOVED) trojan still be so annoying?
|Wednesday, February 29th, 2012|
|So, current computer status...
I've had this new laptop for...nearly a year? And no trouble.
Anyway, two days ago I go to read a story and get redirected to something that looks fishy. I backpedalled out of there as quickly as possible, but thought I was safe since by antivirus popped up saying 'BLOCKED' and I got that frop down at the top of the window saying it was preventing a program from runing.
Yesterday morning, my computer could not access Google for some reason. I believe it started working in the evening, but thinking back I'm not sure if I tried.
This morning, my antivirus warned me of three trojans it couldn't dig out -one 'generic', whatever that means, one 'DNS blocker' which I'm guessing is responsible for Google going down -and incidentally I can't get Bing or Yahoo to work either, though Ask Jeeves is fine -and one 'zbot' thing which, from the description, is trouble, so I don't dare buy my train tickets to see my Aunt on Sunday while it's there. Attempts at deleting the files manually failed, system restore wouldn't work when I tried to revert to a point before this mess, and then, when I was poking about with manual again, the computer abruptly restarted.
I hoped that this was System Restore finally working, but Google is still down, so apparently it didn't/wasn't. Now running F-Secure and Malwarebytes at the same time, hoping something can clear it out.
I've been working on this ince half past six, and now it's quarter past eight...
UPDATE: Handed it over to a friend who knows computers, who worked on it for around three hours and declared it clean. Of course, the instant I connect it to the Net again, Google is still down. Just...
|Wednesday, November 30th, 2011|
Story: Wandering, non-chronological, and frequently infuriating, but managed to wrap itself up in a satisfying conclusion with all characters attended to, a trait probably unique for any story I have ever written.
All in all: Job well done.
|Tuesday, September 27th, 2011|
The North Pole could be completely defrosted in thirty years.
In thirty years, I'll be fifty. I'll probably still be working, odds are good I'll have a family, maybe even children.
In thirty years, my children will be growing up in a world where there are no wild polar bears. They will live in a world where there are no wild places that only the crazy and the adventurous would visit. There will be no unconquered tracts of frozen land, no secrets to be unseen by anyone else on Earth.
Enough of this.
There is a lot of oil buried under the Arctic, and as the ice retreats north so people scramble for the oil it uncovers. It's a vicious cycle: We burn the oil, so the ice melts faster, so we find more oil and burn that, and so the ice...Enough of this
. This world is burning away, crushed beneath the hooves of cattle and ripped up for grain and building, melted by fossil fires and ripped apart by the axe. In India the slums of cities are pushing ever further into National Parks, into leopard country. In Britain the seasons are swinging out of balance, summer to winter and autumn to summer. In Africa the dust bowls are growing, day by day.
What have we done?
Pledges to cut carbon emissions -made on the national level, but I'm not so sure that any of them have been carried out, or carried out enough. And what have we done, we who live as individuals, heating our houses and driving our cars and living our lives? Low-energy lightbulbs aren't enough. 'Green' cars aren't enough.
Every moment that we say that we can't do anything, and go on living our lives, is a moment that we tacitly agree to keep destroying our world. Every day is another day that the cloud forests fall and we fish the seas a little closer to empty. Every month the tigers retreat further and the butterflies die, every year the tuna are smaller when they come to spawn and the salmon can't make it up their old rivers, and every minute the world groans beneath the weight of humanity and the smoke we bring with us.
I don't know what I'm going to do to fix it. But I am going to do something.
I will not live in a world devoid of beauty and adventure.
|Sunday, August 28th, 2011|
|Epic Eye of the Storm battle.
Warning: WoW talk ahead.
Decided to do some PVP on my levelling hunter Niteka today. The random battleground put me into Eye of the Storm three times in a row. I've been in Eye of the Storm twice before, the first of which we lost barely and the second of which we won easily.
So. First round, we lose. By a landslide. The Horde stomp us right over, and in the chat everyone's saying how Horse always wins EotS, people yelling that we're all noobs, just a lot of bad feeling.
Second round, we try to establish a battle plan before the battle proper starts. The plan goes well at first, but then the Horde rally. People start saying we're going to lose when we're still barely ahead of the Horde, calling other people noobs, etc.
Well, you know about self-fulfilling prophecies...
Third round. Pre-battle planning. New group contains a very efficient fellow called Ygdrasil. Battle plan laid out, including volunteers for each base, Ygdrasil tells everyone to flag their role (he's a tank).
The battle starts off...not promisingly. I don't get to the Blood Elf Tower because the other person going there dies and too many people head to the Mage Tower. The Horde takes the first flag.
Then a few other people arrive, and we charge on the BET, and take it. We fight off all comers, and then it's just me, a healer, and a tank (Ygdrasil) standing there...and someone steals the flag off the carrier who almost
had it to the Fel Reaver Ruins, and starts running for us. With a horde of Horde behind him.
So I run out to help him...and the tank whispers me 'stay. here.', and he and the healer take off to help the carrier.
Then the Horde attack the MT. There are quite a few people around the BET by now, and we don't need them, so I attempt to send them off to help defend...except they keep running into Horde coming from the FRR. Apparently enough of them get over to the other side to retain the MT, though possession slides in and out for the rest of the match. Communication is good and nobody is being called a noob.
At some point during this, Ygdrasil has the flag and is coming toward the BET, at which I am currently the only defender, with, I kid you not, THREE Horde on him (I think it was four but I'm not sure). So I run out to shoot them off him, remember to focus on the healer, and he makes it to the base with about an inch to spare, with two other people having dashed up to help us. (It was really
Anyway. We won...really thoroughly. 600 to 1600. There's absolutely no yelling, people are saying 'Awesome teamwork!' instead of 'It's hopeless,' and my hands are shaking with adrenaline.
It was pretty fun.
|Friday, July 22nd, 2011|
|WTFery in WoW.
Today I witnessed one of the few "WTF...I don't believe that" moments I've ever experienced in World of Warcraft. I'd have grabbed screenshots of the entire trainwreck conversation, but by the end of the run the really noticeable lines had been pushed off the top of the chat log.
It started during a Scarlet Monastary dungeon run. The healer was in the wrong place and the tank died to trash mobs. There was a bit of 'what the heck, healer?' tossed around after the rest of us downed the trash, and the healer explained that his neighbours had been playing loud music and he'd had to close the window. Well, no harm done, let's move on...
Then he says that it was Arabic music. Then he says that he hates Arabs. Then one of the other party members responds that HE'S an Arab.
What followed was the most idiotic debate on racism, immigration, stereotyping, and Danish-Swedish relations that anyone could hope to construct.
I say idiotic because neither side was expressing heaping helpings of vitrol (this is not to say the conversation was not irritated, but it wasn't quite an out-and-out flame war), and they apparently didn't hate each other more than they wanted to finish the dungeon run. The idiocy, of course, was mostly coming from the healer. Everyone else told him to grow up/shut up several times before finishing off the bosses in a kind of disbelieving silence.
I really wish I'd grabbed screenshots of this...my summary doesn't do it justice.
|Saturday, June 25th, 2011|
Managed to miss the deadline for picking my new modules, and the Teaching Office doesn't open until Monday.
Supervisor says I need to 'urgently' discuss the first draft of my dissertation introduction, and I'll only have a week to fix it.
Have to be out of the house by the end of next week, and I can't start packing yet.
not being able to fix things immediately! Current Mood: stressed
|Thursday, May 5th, 2011|
|Musing on the Biodiversity Course.
I had a Biodiversity module that consisted entirely of spending a week in Spain during the holiday, studying wildlife, and then working out and conducting a scientific experiment with two other people.
Pro: It was sunny for five of the seven-or-so days we were there...we only had two cloudy days. Con: The same. It was too
sunny, and although I grant that not putting sun lotion on the back of my neck the first day there was my own fault, that didn't make it any more comfortable. Pro to the con: At least I had aftersun.
Pro: We were on hills near the coast, so plenty of wind -it never got too humid. Con: My hat (a baseball cap) kept blowing off.
Pro: The hill near the town, where we did a lot of specimen-gathering and my group did our experiment, had an abundance of plants and wildlife (once you got close enough to look...), including an ultraviolet spider that was yellow in normal light. Con: The local flora was prickly
. Also, there were funnel web spiders (the bite of which can be fatal), although I'm not sure if that's really a bad thing...
The hill itself was both a military base and a sanctury for re-introductions of what I think was some sort of ibis; we saw a few of them the first time we were there. It's a military area partly because Zahara (where we were) is pretty darned close to Gibralter -you could actually see Africa from the hill on a clear day -so they have a lot of illegal immigrants landing around there.
Pro: The beaches had chameleons. I got to hold one! That particular chameleon got passed around the whole class before we reluctantly let it go...poor thing. Con...I think that was the day we did a lot of driving? The worst issue was boredom.
Pro: We went to a National Park. Access was restriicted. It's the only place in the world outside of a botanical garden where you can find Abiase pinsapo
(probably misspelled), a type of pine tree which looks a lot like any other Christmas tree, but which grows solely on the north side of one particular mountain, because it's too dry for it on the south side. It got trapped there during an Ice Age, speciated, and now can't get out. From one place on the trail you could see about 60-70% of all that species in existence.
Con...that trail? Eleven kilometres for a round trip; we walked for five hours and got a quarter of the way because the instructors kept stopping us to look at orchids/trees/wells/rocks/daisies/extrem
ely poisonous processional caterpillars living in a tree. Yes, that's their job, but...
Pro: The night walk involved the discovery of a snake, which our instructor picked up
(it wasn't poisonous, but still) and showed to us! You could see it doing the tongue-flicker thing. We also discovered that UV light does strange things to passports. Con: Eleven o'clock. I was sleepy by then.
Pro: While doing the experiment on the hill, a young griffon vulture flew past maybe six feet from my head, which was awesome, and I got to look at Africa whenever we were fifteen or more feet above sea level. Con: Prickly plants = sore legs, though I was used to it by then.
The food was also excellent; apart from the flam, desserts were inevitably delicious, and the main course was always good, even if it sometimes seemed to be the wrong temperature. I did wish it came before nine PM, but...
On the whole? Pretty fantastic trip.
|Sunday, March 6th, 2011|
I found a cat this morning.
It was a long-haired, fluffy, mottled brown cat. It was hunched on the pavement, keeping its back low to the ground. Something about that looked a bit off, but it seemed to be moving all right.
I meowed at it, because I do that with cats. It meowed back, then came over to sniff my hand and have its head stroked. It kept on meowing, which was unusual, and I noticed that it had a damp patch above the tail.
Then I noticed the very nasty raw patch on its side.
I do not know any local vets. My first response, therefore, was to knock on the nearest door and ask the woman who answered if she knew a vet. I didn't get as far as asking about the vet, since the woman thought it might belong to her neighbour. So I went around to the neighbour, who confirmed that it was indeed her cat, and went to get some shoes and bring it inside.
At which point I went to buy a book for my father. I hope the cat's all right.