A quote from said show:

 

Chase: The chances of it being tuberculoma are tiny. It's got to be ovarian cancer.

House: Put her on a dose of <insert complicated drug>

Cameron: But that's the treatment for tuberculoma!

House: And what is the treatment for advanced ovarian cancer?

 

Oh, how I laughed. And then... I laughed some more at the fact that ovarian cancer isn't really something you should be able to laugh at. I wish he was my lecturer. He'd be like David, only without all the bits I hate about David. That is to say, it's David without David, because there is practically nothing I can say I like about David. Sorry man, but you're arrogant, vain, unintelliegent, smart to a fault, as self-centred as a tornado and you've completely turned me and half my friends off the idea of teaching Science. Well done.

Assignments to be completed on or before 9 June 2006:

 

Science: Assignment 4. Expected 4000 words. Preliminary work not completed. Group project.

 

Inclusive Education: Cooperative Learning Lesson Plan. Expected 1500 words. Draft comlpeted. Individual work.

                                 Differentiated Cooperative Lesson Plan. Expected 3000 words. Unable to begin. Individual work.

                                 Cooperative Learning quiz. Expected 500 words. Unable to study. Jigsaw project.

 

Art: Art Resource Folio. Expected 2000-3500 words. Preliminary work in progress. Individual work.

 

Music: Song Production. Non-written assignment. Expected 2-5 hours of rehearsal work. Preliminary work in progress. Group project.

 

Drama: Drama journal. Expected 5000 words. Work in progress. Individual/jigsaw project.

 

PDHPE: Academic Research Paper. Word limit 2000. Preliminary work completed, unable to begin. Individual work.

 

Cause for concern? Not at all. But enough of that; life goes on. Unless you die, and in that case you don't have many reasons left to be concerned.

 

What else is new? Oh, the fan club is growing. Vox is approaching. Holidays are, coincidentally, approaching. Expect to see me in Sydney for as much time as possible during those 6 weeks, or at least once or twice over that time. Tim Burton rocks your socks. Danny Elfman rocks even Tim Burton's socks. I have a padlock, for no reason other than it is sitting here upon my desk, where it menaces me. No, really, it's frightening. MSN informs me that X-Men III is fast approaching, too.

 

Oh, on the subject of MSN, I've expereinced, twice now, MSN Spam... Oh yes. Spam, over MSN. Odd little messages that pop up from random email addresses, who aren't in my contact list, saying highly dubious things like:

 

"Sarah:

Hey babe, call me some time. I've been waiting for you. Go to my Space and leave a comment on my Blog, okay?

 

http://highly-suspicious-web-address-goes-here.possibly/linking/to/a/spyware_site_or_random/porn%20page.com

 

So come talk to me baby."

 

 

And so on. Just in case anyone reading this is dumb enough to be fooled by it (highly unlikely, but I do get randoms reading my Blogs sometimes), don't be. It's not real. Sarah doesn't want your body, she wants your computer, your wallet, and your identity.

 

So that's my news. Thanks for putting up with it, my restive readers.

Well, I think just about everybody with even the most remote chance of reading this already, knows it, but Azukar is now an uncle. Again. Again again. Yep, Uncle Azukar to the power of four. Kade Thomas was seen into the world Thursday the 11th of May, at 3:52am. Quite a nice early Mothers' day present for the mother, wouldn't you say? (Late nights et cetera notwithstanding).

 

I've not yet seen young Kade (And I'm sure his parents love him very much, despite naming him that), but I'm told he's 7 pounds 6 ounces, or about 3.3kg in the new money, as it were. Which, I am told, is quite a healthy weight for a growing lad. Oh, and I am told he's very cute, too. Parents and child returned home on Friday morning, all is well, and it seems life is proceeding sedately according to plan.

 

So that is well and truly that. In other news, I saw Mort last night. The stage production, that is, not the book or the person or the process. And 'twas very well done; congratulations to the actor acting Mort, who I may or may not see on MSN before he reads this. Very muchly congratulations, and well done. Obviously Claire taught you everything you know in the realm of improvisation (wink wink); that bit, you know, with the lights and all? It could've been rehearsed, it was that well done. Well, perhaps until the Gods of Lighting decided to stretch their joke a little too far and tried for an encore performance.

 

In other other news... Umm.. Well, there's probably heaps more I could go on about, but whenever I come back to the Mountains I've got things to see, people to do, and this time around is no exception. So I must be off. Cheerio, renegade readers.

 

Everything else has them these days, why should university be exempt? To cover all eventualities, a few choice friends and I constructed this list, which should be perused and considered very carefully before attempting to undertake tertiary-level education.

 

1. Undertaking study at a tertiary level may cause an exponential increase in stress levels
2. Undertaking said study may cause dangerous sleep deprivation
3. Undertaking study on-campus may result in eating large amounts of near inedible university food
4. Undertaking study may result in personal finances reducing to near-negligible levels
5. Undertaking study may result in multiple alcohol-related illnesses
6. Undertaking study may result in loss of prior knowledge (see point 5)
7. Undertaking study may cause unintended pregnancy (see points 5, 14)
8. Undertaking study may cause a loss of morals and/or personal standards
9. Undertaking study may assist with the development of a personal philosophy
10. Development of a personal philosophy may or may not cause depression, as a realisation of individual self-worthlessness sets in
11. Undertaking study may result in violent mood swings and apparent insanity
12. Undertaking study may cause a loss of contact with old friends, and/or an increase in new peer friendships
13. Undertaking study will inevitably cause an initial sensation known as “information overload”, wherein individuals are expected to take in an entirely new way of living, studying and existing (including the above an below points) in a short space of time, using long complicated words and offering little explanation for them
14. Undertaking study may markedly increase libido and promiscuity
15. Undertaking study may result in an increase in vocabulary, as the high levels of academic bullshit is slowly absorbed (see point 13)
16. Undertaking study may result in spending up to four years in this stupid place, with the intention of getting a decent job out of it, all the while suffering variously from the above afflictions, while all your old dead-head mates who didn’t get into uni go straight into apprenticeships or similar trades and earn vast amounts of money very quickly, causing you to wonder what the FUCK you are doing here
17. Undertaking study should, therefore, be considered VERY SERIOUSLY before embarking

Mmm. Canberra, on a whim, for the heck of it. We've got to make the best of the last of our holidays somehow, right? So we went to Canberra, and... When my phone (the old one) has credit on it, so I can email the pictures across, there will be an album to accompany. Meanwhile, let's just say it was fun. We nearly ended up in Sydney on the way home, which was interesting, but when home is north and closer to Sydney and you've got two highways, one going north and saying "Sydney", the other going south and saying "Melbourne", the answer seemed logical. Logic, we found, gets you into a lot of trouble sometimes.

 

Expenses:

   Acommodation: $60 (Check out the photo album to see why)

   Petrol: $60 (yeah, go small car!)

   Food: $70 (Inclusive of food on the way there and the way back, snacks, drinks at the casino et al)

   Incidentals: $15 (Postcards, map et cetera)

 

Income:

   Winnings at Casino Canberra: $10 (Roulette is the only way to play!)

 

And that was Canberra on a shoestring, as it were. As for what we did in Canberra, well, check the album. And just ask me.

 

P.S. No cows were whitewashed during the making of this road trip.