Kiramanic's Journal

Yes that's right after many months of being a happily unemployed housegirlfriend I'm being sent back to work to get some money for over Christmas. That's the whole web design  thing knocked on the head for a while but it will be nice to buy shiny things for Tristan for Christmas since he's been so good with letting me stay off work.

I've gotten *slightly* better at cooking, been there for my guild by logging into WoW a couple of times a day to keep an eye on them, learned a LOAD of websitey stuff (even starting to get my head around PHP hooray!) and it's been generally awesome. I wish things could stay like this for ever, damn Christmas.

Anyway yesterday I applied for a load of crappy admin temp jobs. I suppose it could be worse, they could be permanent ones. God I hate admin but apart from call centres it's basically the only work "uneducated" people like me can get so pfft.

On a kinda related note, it pisses me off how judgemental people are when they find out I'm voluntarily out of work. If this was a couple of generations back I would be expected to stay at home, but I was under the impression that nowadays people had a choice in the matter and that if I found a guy who didn't mind supporting me and if we were happy like that it would be all that mattered. Apparently not. Apaarently I'm "wasting my life" by spending more time doing things I enjoy, keeping the house nice for my extremely hard working boyfriend and generally making myself happy. Apparently I should be trying to "better" myself and get some sort of career. After all, it's not like I've got kids <---worst thing I've been told by far, as if career/kids should be the only things I'm interested in in the whole world and I'm somehow wrong for having an interest in neither.

Bugger that. Temp jobs til after Christmas it is :D

Disclaimer: World of Warcraft related.

Ok so my computer is being an arse lately in general, and yesterday was a patch day. This did not bode well.

I had a few amusing bugs last night but managed to work them out even though my minimap is back to being round now, crap. Today however it was so much worse. Yes I should have been working but I felt naughty so I logged into my secret alt to level her to 22. I logged in in Lakeshire, made my way to SW and proceeded to train up my first aid to 50. Then I clicked on the trainer to learn journeyman and promptly got the old Disconnected from Server. Meh.

I logged back in to find myself...whut?....back in Lakeshire. Hmm. Toddled on over to SW again and got myself before the trainer, clicked on her and realised everything was red to me, including Journeyman. Hmm some more. I looked in my bag, yes there are the 51 linen bandages I just made, look at my skills tab and OH NOES! my skill has somehow been reset to 1.

Looks like it's ticket time!

*insert 2 hours of playing when I didn't really want to be just so I can get this sorted out here*

Suddenly I'm presented with a GM survey. WTF?! Nobody has even contacted me yet you fools! I filled it out politely and submitted another ticket. I figured they probably aren't used to people being civil at them and it would freak them out. No luck, I got a generic mail response saying basically "screw you hippy!".

I want my 49 skill points back, it's the principle of the matter damnit!!!

/pointless rant

And here's my proof...

On Friday me and the boy went to the Hoppings (funfair thing in Newcastle). After a day of lovely sunshine it started to rain just as we arrived and carried on until we left. The mud was literally almost a foot deep in places. My trainers have had better days. We got on about 4 rides before Tristan admitted he didn't feel well so we bought donuts and left. The donuts turned out to taste of petrol.

On Monday I realised I needed to finally get round to reinstalling WoW as there were a million and one errors going on whenever I played due to corrupt files. I uninstalled, started to reinstall and was presented with some bizarre error telling me my discs were knackered. Not true. After following every other 'fix' I could find on t'internet I resigned myself to downloading the installer...this took 46 hours. Finally I got the game installed, but now my expansion disks aren't compatible with the files I downloaded, so I'll have to download them too!

On Tuesday night I decided to have a bath. I left it running and forgot about it, causing it to overflow, flood the bedroom and drip loads of brown gunk through the ceiling of the living room.

This Saturday is Tristan's birthday party, for which I was hoping to make all manner of snacky foods and a birthday carrot cake. Unfortunately it turns out that his family and two of the guests travelling from a long way away are arriving on Friday, so all my cooking will have to be done on Thursday and just kept for two days. That buggered my plans up.

On top of all this, Tom still isn't speaking to me due to a momentary overreaction on my part so I couldn't give him his birthday present yesterday and now it's just sat here taking up loads of space.

Damn it all to hell, I say!

Yes that's right. Milestone reached. I've celebrated an anniversary every month since me and Tristan got together just in case we didn't make it this far (11 months of pressies yay!), but we did and I have to say I'm rather chuffed.

We moved most of my junk over from my flat to his house and will be getting the last of it over here soon, so the flat can be sold and I can officially live here. Never mind that I've only spent 5 nights at 'home' since we got together and that's only when we were out drinking and couldn't be bothered with the taxi back to his, I'm only just now OFFICIALLY moving in.

Soon I'll be able to convince him to get a dog. Mwahahahahaha.

And to think I'd planned on him being my rebound guy...

WARNING: This post may be long and rambling.

Wednesday - Was my last day at work hooray! I got my temp (sort of) trained up and did no work at all for the last couple of days and it was such a relief to finally get out!

After much QQing from various peeps about me not having a 'leaving do' I decided that since I was going to the pub I might as well take my favourite one with me. The lucky one was Susanna, who spent my getting-drunk-time banging on about her various man-problems (but that's ok bless her). tdous had kindly offered me a roof over my head for the night so I didn't have to go aaaaaaaall the way home and we had pizza too so it was all good. Bit worse for wear the next day (how dare that barman "force" me to upgrade to triple vodkas) but nothing too bad I was glad to find.

Thursday - Was my birthday! I'm 23, that's officially grown up. I don't particularly like being an odd number now, but that's just my odd number freakout thing so pay it no heed. I had a bit o' cash from various family members who didn't know what to get me, but 2 people include my fecking boyfriend had ordered my pressies late so I didn't get them on the day. In fact I'm still waiting for one of them almost a week later, it's a good thing I'm so understanding! Tristan had spent Wednesday night making lasagne for me, and his lasagne is fantastic, so needless to say I spent my birthday night stuffing my face.

Mint.

Friday - Drinking, old school friends who can't find my house, burlesque dancers, pool, crippled ex-boyfriends, bizzare hats, more drinking, "twat-dancing", tops I hadn't worn in years, even more drinking. All of these were in evidence. Good night.

Saturday - Blergh. One of my birthday pressies turned up though, Peep Show series 1-3 yay!

Sunday - A very weird day in Azeroth. I was just casually playing with my baby rogue, Ksandra, and logged out to get some food. When I came back and restarted WoW I noticed that it hadn't saved my account name and wanted me to type it again. Ok. Did so, and it asks me to accept the EULA. I'm like, WTF there wasn't a patch. Anyway long story short, I get logged in and all my addon data is gone. Not the addons themselves, they're disabled but not deleted, just the info from things like Auctioneer and LootLink. Gah.

After much fannying about with Bongos I come to the conclusion it may be to do with my new XP bar mod so I turn it off, but that leaves me with a dilemma. I need an XP bar! I loved the Bongos one but it seems to be gone in the new version (/cry).

So I finally got AGUF and turned on the xp bar in my health frame thing. I hate this but it'll have to do since I don't seem to be able to find an actual XP bar anywhere and I was in a hurry.

Why such a hurry you ask? Well I was 20k away from dinging 60 on Aelwythe! Yes that's right I have my very first 60! My UI is a bit messed up in the resulting screenie tho cos of the addon chow so that did tarnish the experience slightly but who cares? I have a 60!

( Go on, take a look... )

Monday - One day after I ding 60, I farm and farm and farm some more and get me epic He-Man kitty! I was so excited I can't believe how fast he is! I got the mistsaber and called him Clive, and I shall post a lovely screenie as soon as the realms go back up!

Tuesday (that's yesterday if you've lost track) - I did lots of washing, tried my first ever exercise dvd (and promptly turned it off again cos I was embarrassed, but I'll get used to it, and the most interesting part....started Aelwythe on the route to getting attuned for Onyxia. I also got a chance to talk to a guildie who I hadn't crossed paths with yet who turned out to be very very nice and have lots of experience that will help us loads. The Mongooses are doing ok :D

Today - I will mostly spend carting stuff from my old flat to here, since it's going up for sale. Until then I'm desperately waiting for the servers to go back up again so I can ding 27 on Ksandra. Argh the tension....I'll go do some ironing to pass the time....

A strange ambition took told of me today. The ambition to collect every alliance flight path and discover as much of Azeroth as possible without completing any quests or killing any mobs whatsoever.

Of course this ambition only took hold after my brand new Draenei priest (Kiramanic, I have no imagination today) had killed two of those moth things so I've technically failed already, but I don't think a broken antenna and a frayed belt are going to help me much in Burning Steppes so the principle is sound.

As I write Kiramanic is at level 2 and dead in Wetlands, making her way along that horrid stretch of path to Loch Modan. Unfortunately while the journey ends for most people in Ironforge, this is what Kiramanic's entire existance will be based around. Walking one step and getting one-shotted by some level ?? mob. At least I had the sense to roll her on a PvE server.

I'll be keeping screenshot evidence of her achievements in case she breaks some kind of record. I wonder if this has ever been attempted before.....

I do enjoy a good faff on. Well I mean I don't really, but I must on a subconcious level as I seem to do so much of it.

For example I'm leaving my job as an administrator in a week and a half. I want my replacement to have the very best start possible so intead of sitting in my corner playing on lj all day and whiling away the days 'til my notice is up I'm trying my best to reorganise the entire office and write manuals on how to do absolutely everything!

What is it with me? People who know me will tell you I'm lazy, irresponsible, lazy, have virtually no work ethic at all and am above all else lazy, so why bother?

I blame Lucy. Everyone who works in an office like mine needs an email buddy, preferably one located in said office so that mucky emails aren't blocked by the smut filter or whatever they call it, and Lucy is mine. She keeps me sane(r than I would be) and feeds me Babybel, but last weekend she broke her elbow and won't be back until after I've already left.

Woe is me.

So instead of spending my last days having fun, eating Babybel and generally gassing on and being immature, I'm bloody well faffing on.

For almost 2 years, I have been wearing the same pair of glasses. They are the first I ever got, were the cheapest in the shop and got stood on by my boyfriend two weeks after I bought them, never to fit properly again. A fe weeks ago a lens fell out, and this finally prompted me to brave the optician to get a new pair.

I have this fear of, well, people I suppose. I hate asking for things in shops, I won't go to the bar for my own drinks and I especially hate anything even remotely doctor-like. Dentists and opticians definitely fall into this category. I just hate strangers touching me that's all. Weird but there you go.

Anyway Tristan had a test booked too, so we arrived together and the reception-lady took his details, asking such intrusive questions as his doctor's name, his job and his hobbies. This immediately freaked me out. Why would my personal details make any difference to the condition of my sight? Anyway the upshot was that I decided against having my test and tried to escape and wait in the car. This will sound weird to all you relatively normal folks out there, but I do tend to cause a scene in these situations.

To cut a long story short Tristan talked me into staying, I had my eye test, as I suspected my sight is now loads worse than it was, and I finally got to the fun bit, trying on the glasses.

I really had my heart set on getting some purple ones but unfortunately no matter how enthusiastic I was they still all made me look like a complete and total tit. I settled on some boring black ones that despite being boring and black are actually a bit sexy, but then we hit the next hurdle of the day. Tristan loved them too.

Now I'm all for our romantic matching keyrings and toothbrushes and so on, but matching specs? I think not. Eventually I talked him into getting a green pair. They're ok, but mine are better! My reasoning is that he only wears his to sit at a computer, whereas I wear mine everywhere to stop me from walking into lamp posts and innocent bystanders.

So yay! Luvverly new glasses for me! :D

So today I did what I've wanted to do for a really really long time.

I'm quitting my job to become a housewifegirlfriend :D I'll flounce around all Summer in pretty dresses I'm so excited!

This is something I've always wanted to do, and without sounding too crude I've gone through a lot of men before I found one who was willing! I have got to be the luckiest girl alive right now.

This is my definitive list of the things I can think of right now that I'm going to do with my time.

• Housework, obviously
• Learn to cook so I can make my hubby's boyfriend's meals
• Garden
• DIY
• Exercise
• Make pretty clothes
• Get more webste designing practice in
• BE HAPPY!

That is all, for now.

Yes that's right. Far in the future, when my loyal readers number in their millions, they will look back at this post and think that's where it all started, just look how far she's come since then. Or something like that anyway.

So why have I started using my journal all of a sudden after being registered for months, I hear you cry!

A few weeks ago wow_ladies  announced a new LJ layout competition. This community is the sole reason I joined Livejournal so I thought it might be fun to have a go. I quickly discovered, however, that it was not going to be so simple.

Fistly I set about learning HTML. In my mind, HTML was what you used to build websites and that was that. I had never heard of CSS, never mind Javascript, PHP and so on and so forth. As you can imagine, I quickly became overwhelmed. Luckily my bezzie mate in the whole world tdous  builds websites professionally, so I had someone on hand to harrass as much as I liked. He knows from experience that I tend to get all over-excited about a new hobby and drop it again the next week, so I imagine he wasn't unduly worried. Three weeks or so later I'm still going strong, have got my very first paid job designing a site and making it pretty (!) and have finally got enough HTML/CSS understanding under my belt to make a real start on a layout for the girls.

After much researching (and an equal amount of just doing things to see what would happen) I think I've finally cracked this whole overrides thing. But no, I'm going a step further and designing my own completely new style, as I like to be original.

After spending hours trying to come up with something pretty for someone else's journal I decided I might as well do one for myself, and for that I needed to actually have a journal in the first place! So here it is, in all it's glory.

Swanky layout coming soon.