Well, the bank weren't forthcoming with money just yet, but I'm still working on it.

They did give me a loan to buy a car, so for now, I've misappropriated some of that to buy stock. The car can wait a bit.

The website is up. I haven't done the store part (in terms of adding the e-commerce) - I'll do that later. The main products are listed, with key info. Tomorrow I'll add some approx pricing (actual prices will depend on the price they arrive at - after customs).

Now I really have to do my thesis work.

For anyone who's interested, the webiste is here. I will be selling menstrual cups and washable pads.

Well, where to start...

It's almost a year since I posted anything that couldn't double as a 'tweet.' Coincidentally (or not), It's also about that long since I've managed to write anything significant for my thesis...so, in an attempt to get back on that thesis horse, I'm going to make more of an effort to blog.

Weird logic? Maybe. I'm hoping that getting back into the habit of writing sentences, of any kind, that connect to other sentences of a similar variety, and maybe even form paragraphs, will help me get back into writing more for the thesis. I'm also going to try to blog about the ideas I have for the thesis. This can be a sneak preview for anyone who'd be interested (although it'll be pre-draft form), and may give me a paragraph or two that I can actually use later. Who knows.

Well...in the last year...

My depression came back. That's always fun and games. There are many reasons for it, mostly little things that add up to be a big thing. It's not too bad this time, I think i caught it early enough to be not too much of a big deal. Mostly it's the physiological symptoms (sleeplessness, migraines, inability to concentrate or even think sometimes, and loss of appetite - ok, that's not so bad) that bother me more than the moods.I can handle feeling sad or frustrated, or just generally down, but it's a bit much when I can't physically function as well.

My mum's been in hospital since the New Year. She had terrible back pain through the last half of last year. When she went to the hospital about it they discovered that she had a cyst on her spine, but also that her angioma was back in action. She's had surgery, but isn't back on her feet yet. She's gained some feeling in her leg, but lost some movement - swings and roundabouts. Hopefully the movement will come back with time and physio. I'm trying to get her to try accupuncture for the nerve damage, but she's resistant to the idea.

It's 2 years now since my kitten died. I want to get another, but I don't. Maybe I'm not ready yet. I have a mouse at the moment, he's keeping me company but it's just not the same.

I've been working for the bridging programme at university since February last year, but didn't get rehired this semester due to enrolment caps. But that's ok, I'll keep up with the DRS work and concentrate on catching up on the thesis.

I've applied for a back dated suspension and a switch to part time for a few months. My depression and workload really prevented any work from happeing for quite a while. Theoretically I'm on my way back up now, so I should get back on track soon. I'm tired and a bit burnt out right now, so I'm planning to take a couple of weeks off doing anything after my exam work finishes. Just got 1 deadline to meet before that.

My car is in the process of slow dead throws. It has terminal rust in the roof (can't fix without replacing the whole roof), and needs a new distributor, so sometimes is doesn't start. On Saturday it decided it wasn't going anywhere. I think this is a new problem. It seemed to only be firing on 1 or 2 cylinders, until it stopped firing on any. I'll have a look at it at some point, probably tomorrow or Wednesday afternoon. I hope it's nothing too serious, I can't afford to buy a new car just yet.

The sun is out, which is nice. I might eat my lunch outside today.

I think i'll tidy my bedroom tonight.

Hi

As you may already know, I'm looking for people (kiwi's or expats - I want a NZ context) who read superhero comics and are willing to talk to me (anonymously if needed) about the comics they read and what they think of them. I'm running a multimethods project, so participants can choose to take part online, in person or both.

All the details are on my (very cool) website (what I made all by myself) - www.superhero.geek.nz - go there, sign up, and talk about superheroes (yay!).

Feel free to invite anyone else who might be interested to join too (as long as they're 'over 18')

Mia



X-posted to my Kaosians, and Christchurch

I had the coolest dream last night...which translated into a very cool idea for an extended party/larp/killing round, but probably not that feasable.

The game/party is 'Zombie appocalypse' and could be considered a dress rehearsal for the real thing (like civil defense suggest...but with more zmobies and fewer earthquakes)

Setting...huge old house (I'd love an old hospital/convent/school etc, but house is more likely)...the zombies are coming.

Game lasts 48 hours, with a few predetermined break times if deemed necessary (the dream had a break during the day).

The goal ...survive the weekend.

Some people are already Zombies...everyone else has collected at this big old house for safety in numbers, but are now trapped. The Zombies have infiltrated parts of the house...roaming around in packs. Everyone hides out, going from space to space as needed, trying to avoid dying (as you do), repairing 'damage' and rescuing redeemable wounded as needed. If you die, you become a Zombie. It's 2 days long so that all of those little bits and pieces that go with life (food, toilet, sleep etc) have to be worked around...because the zombies don't stop eating you just coz you're hungry.

Still a few details that'd need ironing out...like how to 'kill' the undead, but this is pretty much how it played out in my dream.

Had another Perdita dream last night. It's interesting plotting these dreams.

In every one of them I'm carrying her or holding her for the whole, or most of the dream. In the first dream she was very much just a reanimated corpse, with no strength to move on her own. In this latest dream she was trying to get away when a dog approached me...she even stratched me. Then she got up and was eating.

Overall, my cat is becoming less 'dead' with each dream.

And I wake up feeling less torn apart each time. I came into uni and saw her photo on my desk and it made me happy. :-) It's a start.

Roller skates (not roller blades), any style including strap on, to fit woman's size 7-8, although I would consider slightly larger if I could pack them safely.

I twisted my ankle last night during BodyJam class and it still hurts to walk on. After class I hit my head on a locker door.

Just when it seemed it couldn't get any worse, I had a dream that Perdita was alive again (sort of a reanimated version, not able to walk, but she could interact with me, and I could hug her and feel her heart beating). It was so nice to see her again. But when I woke up she was all the more gone.

My arms feel very empty now.

Supervised research essay - 10,000 words on The crip masculinity of Frank Miller's Daredevil. Finished, ready to print (when my IT account has enough funds)

HSRV essay - 4,000 words on Social controls of conception and parenting - heterosexuality vs homosexuality. 2,700 words down, 1,300 + editing and citations to go.

I'm going to need a bottle of tequila to celebrate handing all of this in on Friday.