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IT’S OOOOOVVVVEEEEEEERRRRR!!!!!!!
And so ends my 9th semester at the lovely University of Sydney. I’m showing my age now… instead of getting raucously drunk at the local bar, I’m at home with the better half enjoying a lovely scotch on the rocks (Dimple Haig, no less).

The last exam today was, to all extent of the word, a complete whack-job. The lecturer would have to have been the laziest bloke I know… all of the examination questions were direct copies or extremely similar to tutorial questions that we had done earlier, or examples in the book. Only thing was… it was an open book exam, and we had worked tutorial solutions in front of us. Literally 2-3 of the questions were identical, so I literally copied the answers letter for letter out of the book. The others were simple modifications of the same question, using different numbers. Do I need to say any more?? Whilst I’m a little dubious, all I know is that I couldn’t have failed. So yay!

There’s much to do now that exams are over.

Hoi’ve got a lovely bunch o’ coconuts. *ta ti tum*
There they are a-standin’ in a row. *taa ta tum*
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer ‘ead!
Give ‘em a twist, a flick o’ the wrist,
That’s what the showman said!

These words are echoing down the hallway as I type… Adam is in the bath singing the Coconut Song from Monty Python. Sometimes I wonder, y’know….

Sunday night, and I have my final exam tomorrow. I hate the subject, and am not very good at it. It’s an open book exam, which in USYD Engineering terms means that you are expected to know every small detail in the book, because if you take the time to look it up in the exam, you’re stuffed. To top it all off, I just baked a tray of Milk Chocolate and Toffee Muffins, but forgot to grease the pan before putting it in the oven. Hence I’m eating muffins with a spoon.

I’m getting more clumsy lately… last night I went to all the trouble to smuggle a lovely bottle of wine from work, only to drop it on the pavement as I went to get in my car. Bit of a shitty ending to an otherwise nice night working at the AFL at Telstra Stadium. I can’t remember who it was, but number 20 from Collingwood has the yummiest arms I’ve ever seen on a male.

Can’t wait until this time tomorrow… I can claim my social life back!

Hello everybody.

My apologies for the last post… Last weekend was very emotional, and I realise my last post probably gave people the impression that Adam and I were breaking up, or that some big catastrophe had happened. Well, whilst emotions and tension was high, catastrophes were averted. But thankyou anyway for your concern.

I’ve done it again… thoroughly underprepared for my exams, and using the tried-and-tested panic method to make me study. Yes… that means starting serious study less than a few days before the actual exam period. Part of me would think I would learn, after so many years at uni, but the reality is that I’m now so unbelievably sick of uni that I am simply not giving a shit anymore, and the required panic that is needed for me to study is appearing closer and closer to the actual exam. I’ve been quite snappy tonight, so obviously it’s starting to kick in.

That being said, I’m not going to the stupidity of doing another all-nighter before the exam like I did last time. No no. 8 hours of sleep, without fail.

Tomorrow is Strategic Management. That’s not so much of a freakout… only need 7/40 to pass.. anything more is just a bonus.
Friday will be the killer… Foundations of Management and Digital Signals Processing, all set in the “Clash Room”. Grrr. Both hard exams, and both requiring a lot of work just to pass.
Monday is Digital Communications, which is open book and as such a very difficult fucking exam. The killer about open book exams is that if you take the time to refer to them, you’re fucked.

When this is over (6 days time.. ARRGGGHH!) I am going to get off my arse and start talking to people about jobs in the coming semester and end-of-year. Nosh has given me shit all shifts, and it’s about time I got into the real work.

I think I concentrate on my HRM / commerce degree instead of dwelling in Engineering for too long. After all… how else am I meant to live up to my idol, Catbert ??

All rights to Scott Adams, yada yada yada don’t sue me

I’m really enjoying this time away. Believe it or not, I’m actually getting *some* study done up here. Adam’s outside, with his sketching pad, drawing something in our front yard. Oop… wait.. he’s scrunched that one up. Try again…

Life is good, y’know?

Yesterday was I think a drop of paradise. A morning coffee out on the balcony, then a drive along the beautiful coastal roads. Ended up at Bouddi National Park, so we decided to go for a little walk down to Maitland Bay. Hand in hand, bushwalking. If it wasn’t for the rock spiders sprawled out naked on the beach, it would have been perfect. On the way back, had some beautiful fresh fish n’ chips from the sandy little store on the beachfront. Finished up the day with a bonfire in the backyard, burning off the produce of Adam’s effort in the yard the day before. Then, the State of Origin, where I’m happy to say the Blues made sure that there would be a 3rd game, just like every year. All enjoyed with a nice bottle of red.

I was chatting for some time last night with on the subject of sexual ethics. I guess what I’ve been musing about lately is whether I should try and be less judgemental in the way that others treat the value of sex. I guess whilst I try and be open-minded and accepting of everyone’s opinion on the matter, I can’t help but feel almost angry when I see people disrespecting other’s feelings and social situations for the purpose of “getting off”. Respect is a huge issue for me, so perhaps it strikes a bit close to home and that’s why I feel emtional about the subject, even when it doesn’t directly affect me. Muse on this more I shall.

Anyway, I feel like a walk down to the beach and have a nice fresh pie from the bakery. Mmmmmmmm
‘later, folks!

First you twist it… then you lick it… then you dunk it….
mmmmmmmmmmmhmmmm!

It’s the end of the day, and I’m enjoying oreos with my coffee…. does life get much better?

I’m up at the beach house at Avoca. It’s good to be out of the city. Adam has been working outside in the garden. Shirtless. How I’m meant to do any study with such a view is beyond me. We’ve been going out for 1.2 years now, and I still think he is as spunky as when I was first dating him, if not more so.

We’ve been talking lately about the future. What we will be doing in 5 years, 10 years, and after that of course, a big issue is the possibility of kids.

The issue of gay adoption and parenting is such a huge issue for everyone… it’s still illegal for Australian gay couples to adopt, but I have a good feeling that will change in my lifetime. As will the stance on gay marriage, which I think should probably go hand in hand with adoption. I agree to some point the conservative stance that children should always be raised in a stable and loving family.

I went to visit my mother the other day, and it’s quite surprising the changes I have noticed over the years. From an extremely conservative initial stance on my sexuality, she has come around so much now that she has seen that I am happy and relatively stable. However, she has expressed the same disappointment as my father in the fact that we will not have kids, and her stance is quite strong that we shouldn’t, for the sake of the kid. I pointed out that stable gay parents could well raise a child better than many straight parents, especially in the case of adoption. She conceded this point, which I have to say I was somewhat surprised about.

So Adam and I have talked about kids. I think we agreed that adoption would probably be the best way to go. Of course, this is quite some time off in the future. I think it would be quite rewarding… not only to give a kid a better chance in life, but it would really keep the bond strong between Adam and myself.

This is of course a dream… the reality may be quite different, and the legalities do need to change. Isn’t it nice to dream, though!

Hello people.

I think my dream this morning really sums up my life at the moment…

I was moving house with the boy… we had a dog, and he was picking out kitchen designs. I was all excited about moving to a new place, but the enemy was advancing and I hadn’t built enough turrets or missile towers to defend us against them.
Need I say more?

I think I need to play less computer games….

*signs name*

Yay!!!! That’s it for the moment!!! Last assignment done!

I can’t believe it … for the first time in my life, I have gotten through the entire semester, having passed every assessment so far, not to mention having handed them in on time! “So what” some might say…consider this… this is the first time it has happened in my 5 years of uni since first semester first year. My steady decline over the past few years appears to have been arrested. Whilst things are not perfect, I think it’s great that I’m at least getting that far.

But these good things are mixed with bad. Lately I’ve been feeling very … antisocial. And socially awkward when surrounded by peers. I haven’t felt this insecurity since I was at school. I’m not sure what it is… but I just get this immediate view that when people meet me they dislike me or are simply not interested.

I suppose I have no-one but me to blame for this. I’m rarely efficient at returning phone calls, and never go out as much anymore. As such I think my social skills have suffered some damage. I’m not sure how to rectify this… I think it’s a matter of confidence.

It’s a wierd feeling… two years ago I was confident socially, yet awkward towards relationships. Now that I have a happy and stable relationship, my social confidence has plummeted! I will have to get out more soon.

The boy is off hunting the 2DayFM Fugitive today… let’s hope he finds him! Would love to go on a holiday….

Hello, world.

Last week of uni!!! Which also means only 2-3 weeks until exams. Oh well.

Played host to a lovely bunch of people the other night, including ,, , , and Dave. Cooked way too much food, but that didn’t matter. Lots of cheap wine…. that’s the trick!

*edit at home*

Ok that was fucking wierd.

My next door neighbour just rapped on our door, we’ve hardly spoken to him. He opens up, and asks “Hey… I got a question to ask of you two boys… I’ve never had my dick sucked by a guy before. I hope I’m not out of line etc etc etc etc…..”

I handle it as best I can, in a “flattered but we’re monogamous” kinda way. We end up chatting on our balcony for the next two or so hours. Poor bloke has just broken up with his partner (female), and wants to “experiment”. Has anybody else had a supposedly straight man just come up and say that???

Hello again racefans!

What a day!
Or rather, lack of it. In short, today has been a complete “dog day”, full of neverending nothingness. I’m recovering from last week’s marathon of uni assignments. Well, that’s my excuse anyway and I’m sticking to it!

Of some productive note, I did end up finishing my resume, which I’ve put a link to on my site. I’ve also written a colophon and redesigned the banner *again*.

All this, of course, being accomplished whilst wearing a dressing gown and ugg boots, all day. Not any dressing gown… but a pink one! That’s what happens when you put a lovely white cotton dressing gown loving bought by your bf, in the wash with a dark red towel. And then leave it overnight. I’ve decided that now it’s pink I’m going to do it properly and dye it a deeper colour… hot pink!!!!

I don’t wanna go to work tonight… Adam’s going to be home from uni soon after finishing his last exam of the semester. GRRR!!! So jealous!

In the paper today was an interesting story concerning Australia’s energy crisis. As a country, we produce a huge amount of greenhouse gas per capita. With the new water crisis and huge drought, we’re going to need any more if we’re to consider desalinisation. And yet everyone kicks up a stink whenever we consider nuclear energy.

Why must this country be so backwards when it comes to embracing technology? Nuclear fission has been around for a long time, and we supply much of the world with the uranium fuel. Yet the naysayers won’t even let nuclear aircraft carriers into our harbour. There have been bureaucratic blocks at every suggestion of nuclear power. It’s time to just accept that we don’t have that comfort of going with the “old clunky reliable” power solutions. I can’t wait until fusion power is perfected… all the energy needs we will ever want, and all we need to do is give it some hot gas! Run all our power needs from parliament…

SPEAKING of which… I was amused when I saw that Alexander Downer has been subject to a terrorist threat. Why, oh why, couldn’t they have done the job properly?

I was also amused that a charity dumped Derryn Hinch after his stupid comments about Graham Kennedy. He really is the most hated man in Australia…