Finally put up a widget and web badge honouring this years NaNo.

Immediatly confront with the fact that I'm doing phenomenally bad. Nothing that can't be fixed, but for the record, if you'll look at the little calender on the word counter?
Light red is to indicate where I did below average. Light green is to indicate where I hit my word count for that day. Bold green is when I did way more than needed for the day and bold red (thank fully still missing) is when I did phenomenally bad.

Today I should've had 20K ... I am at 14K. Only 6K behind, but still...

Story is trucking along nicely though, no real big failures other than the problems I have with the POV.
Soon to be introducing new character =D I'm excited, he should be fun!

For your delight and delactation...

Okay, so I was making a tax deductable donation to OLL yesterday. Something I try to do because I really believe they're doing awesome stuff and since I found some money I was unaware of in my savings account.

They allow you to make an anonymous donation or by name. Normally I do anonymous because I don't really care about getting my name up on the list of names. But yesterday I was giddy as a git and in the field where they ask "What name do you want listed?" I filled in "He-who-must-not-be-named"

Just for shits and giggles really and to see if they'd do it. And they did! I am so entertained...! xD

So yeah, look for my shout out on the list of sponsors.

And now for your delight and delactation, an excerpt from my novel that I don't completely loathe! I'm starting to get the hang of this first person present tense crap.

( Cut for the friends list )

I'm home! And stuff! 
And friends! and socialising! And too much! And nothing changed except the interior of several McDonalds venues! And and and

HOLY ZOMBIE JESUS I HAS PLOT AND A STORY *flails and types frantically to make som headway* 
ONly 6000 words behind now *smashes keyboard* 
 

The last post from Australia! *gasp* 

Yeah so anxiety levels are rising. Still a distinct feeling of do not want swapped over occasionally with "yey! going home!" but the latter is distinctly less present than the former...

Stuff is packed, got a 100 dollar package sitting around waiting for me to be able to afford to have it shipped =P
But it'll come around eventually... nothing majorly important in there... my bag's stuffed, my hand bag is stuffed even more... aaaand that is all.
My flight is still leaving on time... aaaand yeah. That's it.

All my bags are packed I'm ready to go.
I'm standing here outside your door...

So I was going to send everyone an email with my flight details. But hotmail seems to have decided otherwise. So in case it continues to decide otherwise until I leave, here you have it.

My flight number wih which I'm flying onto Schiphol Airport is MH0016.
It flies from Kuala-Lumpur to Amsterdam and should arrive at Schiphol airport (hopefully with me on it) at 6:05 in the morning. Yes. AM.
For as far as I know Im being picked up by Mel and Sophie (you guys rock <3) and I shall be treating them starbucks because of it. Everyone else welcome to rock up but please bring your own starbucks as henceforth I am completely penniless! 

Now that that's been dealt with, on to the next agenda point.

GREOIHOGIRHEOIHGRHEOIHGRIOEHOIGRHEOIH I DON'T WANNA PACK AND CLEAN AND LEEEEAAAAAVE!!!! MAKE IT STOP! 

*cough* Right. Minor case of DO NOT FUCKING WANT! D=
When it comes to leaving and saying goodbye... but other than that everything is going alright. Currently washing all the clothing I'm not throwing out and trying to decide if the masses of crap I've accumulated over the year should ALL be shipped via mail or if I'm dumping enough of the old clothing to bring some of it with me. Probably not since I'm also bringing a bunch of NEW clothing with me... gheoihgroiehghreohgroieh

I don't wanna pack anymore! 

Next agenda point GRHEOIHGROIEHROI why do I think of throwing dinner parties when I leave?! it entails cleaning and cooking and groceries and GHEOIGHREOIH EFFORT! *pulls at hair*

On the up hand, friends rock. Going on last Aussie pony ride tomorrow. Seeing friends first thing monday morning. Working up a distinct fatigue so that when I go on the plane I can sleep al lthe way home and not be et lagged (hopefully). Getting my equopment on monday!!! If all goes well (I am so excited about that, it's ridiculous...). And and and... I don't know... I think 5th of november we road trip to Divoza, and even though I'm penniless I shall go to bask in the glory of my fantastic friends.Ranching should also go in that week...

On the other hand... I don't remember... there was something bad... OH RIGHT! People seem to think I'm all planned and organized and know what's going to happen next. I DON'T KNOW ANY MORE THAN YOU DO PEOPLE! D=
I'm going home. What happens next is something I'll see when I get there. Okay? Now stop asking me all these questions about plans in da future. THERE IS NO FUTURE! IT IS IN THE PAST! *flail* PARADOX!

ULURU. IS . AWESOME .

The trip in general was aweseom. Alice Springs is the best hole in the ground I've ever been to. Camels are awesome. Red rocks Rock! And... Everyone should go on a Rock Tour at some point in their life for it too, is awesome! 

So yeah... back after an exhausting but amazing week in Alice Springs.

In a nutshell: 

We hopped on the plane monday in Perth at a cool 24 degrees. Arrived in Alice Spring at 16:30 or so in about 30 degree heat. Gt picked up in a rickety old shuttle bus where the idea of air conditioning was opening a window. Got driven down to Toddy's Place, which is a back packers lodge. We got booked into our room which smelled of moth balls and laundry. It was... special. Rented bikes, cruised town, ordered pizza. Sat around, patted the kitty.

Slept badly. Up at 6 am for Rock Tour. SIX AM! ghreoihgroieh! D=
But we were up and ready to roll. Got picked up in another bus. Bob. Rocked on on our road trip that covered 1500km in just 3 days. Australia is awesome that way.
So lots and lots of driving in Bob. Went to King's Canyon. Nearly died there of heat exhaustion and dehydration. But didn't. Save and old lady who was badly dehydrated (pro-tip: if it's 35 degree out, there's no shade, and you're going to be doing stairs and rock climbing for the next 3 or 4 hours, you need more than 500ml of water.) So after playing good samaritan and forking over another half a liter of water to her we returned to Bob for some goo air conditioning and cold drinks. YEY!

To quote Dom (the tour guide): 1000 year old Sharpening Rock used by aboriginals: 'Oh...'. Promise of Gatorade: 'WEEEEE!' "
Why yes... we are shallow teenagers.

Back on the bus more driving. Saw mount Conner. Saw most disguting toilets since Morocco. Gathered fire wood for camp. Rode highway to hell into camp. Made campfire. It was epic. Discussed hte improtance of the Spoon of Respect and Responsibility. Which kept chili from burning. Then ate. Set up camp and slept under stars. Saw fallign stars. Was much awesome.

Slept badly. Up at 5:30am FIVE-THIRTY AM! ghroiehgorieh! D=
Made breakfast, broke up camp. Got on bus. Drove to toilets. Drove more to national park thing. Had really nice hash brown. Went to Olgas. Hiked and climbed a ton. Learned lots about forming of rock and ancient sysmic activity. Walked more. Drank more water that tasted like swimming pool. Walked more. got really hot. Saw awesome views of awesome things. Walked back to Bob. Drove to Uluru. Walked more. Talked about waterfalls that aren't there anymore. Walked back to Bob. Drove to see sunset at Uluru. Had dinner. Rocked out on Bob. Drove back to camp. Made camp fire. HAD SHOWER!! Played camp games. Can pick up 2 inch tall box from ground with teeth without touching the ground with anything but my feet.

Slept fairly alright. Woke up at 4:30 am... FOUR-THIRTY AM! grheoihgoireh! D=
Packed up camp in mere moments. Was held up by other campers not able to be ready in 2 minutes flat. Helped pack Bob. Drove to the park again. Saw Sunrise over Uluru with breakfast. Drove Bob to Uluru. Did 7km hike all before 9am. Back on Bob. Leave national park to head home. Stop at camel farm. Rode camel, trotted camel! Mad fun! Back on Bob. back to Alice Springs.
Check in at hotel after shocking back pakcers by leaving Toddy's in exchange for REAL BEDS and REAL BREAKFAST and SPAS! Had a swim at hotel. went for dinner with group. Was fun. Went back to hotel. Slept like log.

Woke up at 9am HUZZAH! 
HAd breakfast. Did museums and historical sights at Alice Springs. Many many nice people. Got tired... took cab back to hotel. Had camel ride at sunset. Much fun to be had. Rode camel named Anna, very pretty... Spa'd it up at hotel. Went for dinner at awesome restaurant. For the first time in a year felt like tipping and did so. Made staff very happy. HAd wander around town. Lots of people yelling and shouting. Went back to hotel. Slept like a log.

Up at 7:30. Packed. Had breakfast. Checked out. Rode awesome taxi of executives ot Airport. Only cost 34 dollars O_o. Got on plane. Turbulent flight home with rough landing. But back in Perth now. Busy uploading all pictures. There's tons! 

Home in a week! D= Don't wanna go now, had too much fun this week, wanna travel more! *sad panda*

No cut for you because I R TEH LAZY!

Yey! SO! 
I'm going to Alice Springs on Monday. Then rock on to Uluru/Ayers Rock on Tuesday, sleep under the stars and hike around for three days, then back to Alice Springs and back to Kwinana on ...on... Saturday!!

Yey! I'm excited to go! =D 

"Congratulations!

You have been awarded the TPM medal of honour! This is our highest award for outstanding service on the intellectual battleground.

The fact that you progressed through this activity neither being hit nor biting a bullet suggests that your beliefs about God are internally consistent and very well thought out.

A direct hit would have occurred had you answered in a way that implied a logical contradiction. You would have bitten bullets had you responded in ways that required that you held views that most people would have found strange, incredible or unpalatable. However, you avoided both these fates - and in doing so qualify for our highest award. A fine achievement!"

Apparently I'm much more clever in all thins spiritual and philosophical than I give myself credit for.
According to the statistics they listed most people get at least one direct hit and one bullet when taking the test.

I'm a bit concerned about how they claim I did not have to bite a bullet, considering I said that, by my logic torturing innocent people was not morally wrong (since without a god there is no base for morality and thus something can't possibly be morally wrong). I would think most people would find that quite incredible or unpalatable.

Of course I don't go around torturing people, because it is morally wrong according to the terms of this society. While I firmly believe the terms of society are based on a completely flawed belief system, there is truth in some of the moral fundamentals that stem from religion and I valiantly accept these. I'm an atheist, not an anarchist.
Morality is one of few things religion has brought into this world that make sense to me, even though various religions have violated these fundamentals more than anyone else in the world in the name of their God. That is beside the point right now... :P

Anyway... take the test, it's quick and simple and pretty nifty and makes you think. Some of the questions are a bit awkwardly phrased and make it hard to determine what exactly they're implying, but you get used to the way they phrase things and then it's a pretty nifty quiz to take. It's not particularly condemning, it just points out where your logic is flawed (if it is).

Nevertheless: good exercise for the philosophical brain.

Battleground God <-- Linky! 

http://www.philosophersnet.com/games/god.htm

 

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So I'm selling this horse... Which means dealing with some crazy crazy people. I know this. I've sold plenty of horses to know this. From people with a misplaced snese of loyalty to this one horse they lamost bought before ever seeing her to people not buying a horse because it eats trees when there is nothing else to eat. Crazy people! CRAZY!

This thing just reches new levels of stupid though.

This lady emails me asking if the horse raced (something I already told her) and if I've had him vet checked and explains how she has a horse now who she's had for 2 years and recently came up with back problems which she claims are because he used to race.

Yes, you may commence "wtf?"-ing now.

I am patient and kind and tell her that I have no reason whatsoever to believe the horse might have a back problem. He moves well, isn't sore, jumps and moves fine, no tell tale signs whatsoever of any back problems. I also explain to her I've been around horses a long time dealt with numerous horses with back problems, sat in on a million vet checks and that vet checks rarely include back checks beyond a quick overlook for any immediate problems, so if there's an underlying problem, a vet check will probably not pick up on it. 

She is still sceptical because she doesn't want another horse with back problems. Which is fair enough

But at this point I wonder wtf for real.

Back problems happen and they're not more common in one sport or another that I know of. They are common around ill fitting tack, after lameness issues, after falls, due to bad conformation and so no and so forth but not after racing...!
It just doesn't add up.

I suspect and hope something got lost in translation and that maybe her chiropractor mentioned something along the lines of "injured a tendon in his racing days and this brought on back problems." Now THAT would make sense.

So I email her asking if this professional (which I assumed she had out to come to this wild accusation in the general direction of the racing industry) she got out mentioned anything about it being common in race horses.
I tell her how to me it doesn't make sense, physiologically speaking as well as experience wise. Racing does a lot of bad things but messing up a horse' back is not on the top of the list for as far as I know. I tell her I'm just curious and want to know how she and her professional came about this conclusion that race horses = back problems. So essentially I ask some critical questions about the whole thing.

I get an email back, saying how his first owner said he had some hind end soreness when she got him out of a paddock in a neglected state and how he knew nothing but canter and stop. She had him then treated for the soreness, put weight on him and he was then sold on a few times before this lady got him and she has now had him for 18 months and NOW he has a back problem.

She had a chiropractor out first who said he had never seen such a stiff horse (stiff...not sore) and decided to take up treatment from a n osteopath to get him right again and is donig a ot of lunging over cavalettis and hill work to make him better.

No where does she explain how he chiro or osteopath decided or mentioned anything about this hailing from his racing days. In fact, aside from the 'never seen such a stiff horse' there is not a word from either of these professionals about how this problem came around. Except that they think it may have happened after a fall or a buck in the paddock.
 
This ONE horse that she has had for two years now has problems and has a history of  being sore in his back end after coming out of a neglect paddock, she is reluctant to buy another ex-racehorse because: Apparently racing ruins their backs. This is a problem which then lies dormant for over 18 months only to be aggravated by a buck or a fall and cause major problems and make them unrideable. 

As a cherry on top of the milkshake she seems to expect me to get a chiropractor out to check my horse' back out, at my expense.

This could be me, but wouldn't that be something she should organize and pay for if she wants to buy him. But maybe she should just come and have a look at him and decide if he's even remotely what she's looking for BEFORE expecting me to spend money on investigating the possiblity that she thinks my horse, in the future, long after I sell him, might have a dormant back problem because of his racing days.

More "WTF!?"-ing my commence now.

It's too cute! I WANT IT! *gleeee*

I should update this for any lurker wondering wtf.

I graduated! ^___________________^
I R PONY DENTIST! 
Didn't get a distinction, but scored a very respectable 77%
Top of the class! =D

So yeah, now I'm like... all growed up and stuff 8|

And back home in WA. GLORIOUS JUNK FOOD! I missed you so! and a house in a state of war. Bexx moved while I wasn't looking and these people have no technique to moving whatsoever! Crap is EVERYWHERE! D=

In other news;
Will have to give Hayden dude a call to see if I can work a bit with him and hopefully make a buck. My equipment is being shipped straight to holland so it'll arrive pretty much around the same time I do *glee* can't wait to get my shinies.
Until then will have to work with someone else' equipment if I wanna do dentistry... which I do wanna do of course.

I did an extraction! DD=
It was y practical exam! *flail*

Good :
I got it done! 
The tooth came out
It was according to plan
I didn't die
The horse didn't die.

Bad:
Apprently I didn't communicate well with the vet. D:
Or the owner.
That was the most disgusting thing I've done in a while... prodding around inthe socket of a recently extracted tooth to take out decaying food... EW! the goob and the grub and the ... eeewww! *shudder*

Just finished writing my report, hopefully I'll manage to pass... x___X
Considering it was my first extraction EVER. So I'm pretty content, considering I got no practice whatsoever...

FINGERS CROSSED! *flail* 

Okay, so with six more days in the course all that rests me to do is a routine treatment (probably at Kilmore with the trotters, which is fine and I'm not too worried about). Aaand a complex case, which will be an extraction of a molar on this horse. I know which horse it is and it'll be happening on Thursday.

What I'm not too happy about is that we pretty much have had no preparation for this complex case. I mean, we got to watch teacher-dude do some but beyond that we're pretty much thrown in the deepend. To make matters worse, the 'INTENSIVE PRACTICAL TRAINING' has sort of dwindled and dwindled to the point where it's not intensive sitting on our asses pretending to be brainstorming about what type of database we may or may not be using.

Yes. I haven't seen a horse since we got home on Friday. We're having more and more days off where we do nothing and less days where we go out and treat horses. We do a couple, but not much. I feel like I ould be doing 6 or 7 horses a day and really pack on some experience and get some hours in the saddle, but no... instead we're sitting around playing with the computer.

And you know when I'M complainign about playing too much with the computer, something is not right! >.<

Okay... I'm on my period, junk food deprived and feeling ghroihgoirh! So now I had my whine...

Practical on Thursday and then by friday I should be a certified equine dentist *___*
No idea if I'll get that distinction or not, but I might... so fingers crossed! 

Treated a horse today with quite a terrible little mouth. Had lacerations almost down to the bone on the gumline. Which was what caused her problems when she was in harnass. The ownr had complained about her pulling her head around to the left when racing which is obviously bad because you need them to be straight.

So after diagnosing that I fixed her teeth right up which comes down to 65 dollars worth of treatment AND then Peter gave me the money for it! HUZZAH! 

And then he made me shout lunch... so it's almost all gone, so I was foiled, but still hae 20 bucks left in my pooocket. Which is sweet.
Also getting the tiny-torch-of-win(tm) next week somewhere. Little torch is so awesome and perfect for work... *glee*

Other than that nothing much happened, I'm doing okay filing teeth, have yet to extract anything and aparently we won't get to do much of that until the exam which strieks me as weird O_o; And slightly petrifying. On the other hand not to toot my own horn, but I'm the only one in our little group right now who can actually accurately file the horse' teeth.

Amy is still a bit lost and doesn't know what she's doing half the time. Andrew is still all over te place and a right mess at times (although he's arrogant enough to think he doesn't do shitty jobs... I chose to hold my tongue at that point in the conversation but I think the abrupt silence in the car spoke for itself). So I'm conident I can file a horse' teeth and od a good job, especially after today doing a 16 year old shetland with rock hard teeth and STILL being able to do it. I'm sort of hoping tomorrow's horse is ooold like ... in his twenties! And that us students get to do him and then I'll call dibs and see how I go on it.

Tomorrow we do one horse and then go to this sanctuary park where they have PLATYPUS!!... Platypie? I don't know the plural for platipus! 
Anyway, should be fun ^__^
7:30 start though x__X

Yep.... that's all.

So... what o you do when for the first time in YEARS you have a house with a bath, the house all to yourself... and a tbae that is the perfect height to put next to the bath...? 

Yes... you have a bath with the laptop next to it. Theehee..I can't leave my precious interwebs behind! Nor the music ! *sloshes back into the tub water* 

I consider it my victory bath for having done wlel on the exam (best of the class) and thereofr now having a shot at graduating with distinction.

I love baths...

I passed! My Theory! 

I PASSED! *GLEE!* 

I actually did quite well! I got 83.6%! 

45/50 points for my case study! Buahaha! And only because I couldn't finish it
50/60 points for my business plan (major cudos to isabelgou for getting my logo done on time! <3)
And some awesome scores on other things... did only really dreadful in one area 3/10 points... ouch.... but that was the one I kept changing my mind on and second guessing D=

Quite stupid, but major points on my condition scoring and case study, so I'm all happy happy! CELEBRATION TIME! 

And I'm not sure... I'd have to ask Peter, but I think 80%+ is actually passed with distinction.... =O

Eventus says:

 I'm no good at semi-serious discussions

Eventus says:

 I'm shit at putting stuff into words

[ SR ] [ The Posting Android ] says:

 stuff?

Eventus says:

 thoughts!

Eventus says:

 Plus, i'm all garbled from lack of sleep

Eventus says:

 and it's not really helping with the thought process

[ SR ] [ The Posting Android ] says:

 thoughts like what?

Eventus says:

 On the whole negative matter

[ SR ] [ The Posting Android ] says:

 negative matter?

Eventus says:

 ...

Eventus says:

 ...The entire discussion we just had? xD

Eventus says:

 Remember?

Eventus says:

 Oh question asker

[ SR ] [ The Posting Android ] says:

 I don’t now Eve... can’t you put it a bit clearer?

Eventus says:

 At which point did you start taking the piss?

[ SR ] [ The Posting Android ] says:

 I think at “Stuff?”

Eventus says:

 Shame on you.

 

For the first time in weeks I'm all by myself again! 

It's relaxing to be on my own with no one looking over my shoulder or listening to my sick giggling fits over random crap on the internet.

No, no... fear not, it won't last, the boy will probably be back tonight x__X
Anyway... I've plans! For tomorrow anyway... I will go to Doncaster Rd. Grab the tram to Docklands and shop and take touristy pictures until my toes fall off. Oh yes! 
And then maybe the Zoo on thursday, which should also be fun... and tomorrow I'll wander and see the important Melbourne sights.

THEN... I don't know... where I was going with this...

Oh right! Then a bit of a winge... I don't like people telling me what to do, especially not on things that are none of their business or that they know nothing about. For isntance I don't mind Peter telling me how to stand when filing the teeth. I do however mind him telling me I should not go back to Perth but straight home instead to start treating horses there.

I don't want to go home earlier, yes, I understand I'll lose some of my dexterity but nothing I won't be able to regain. I appreciate the concern but tell me to go home straight after once more and I will yell at you with lots of violent handmovements and uncouth language. I will stay out my Visa and THEN go home. And I'll bloody start working when I'm good and ready and no sooner.

In that same regard; asking me if I'm going to go up to Brisbane and such, I tell him probably not since I don't have the money as I don't have a job. Then he suggests maybe going up there to work with another dentist that her trained, would give me some extra experience. COOL! Right? Except for the part where I'd have to pay for the ticket to get there. Pay for board and lodging and ... not get paid for working. Did you NOT hear how I said I couldn't afford to go there? So what the hell makes you think I can afford to go there to work for someone and not get paid for it? If I had that kind of money, I'd be going there to be a proper tourist...!

Yes, yes, gain experience blah blah... I can gain experience on my own. And I'd rather do it later and make money from it, than sooner and put myself deeper in debt.

</whine > Tired of people, this break is sooooo needed. I might kill someone if I have to smile and be polite and non-responsive once more.

Okidoki so a period of rest starts off with a killer headache~ ! 

Had my theory exam yesterday, I'm pretty sure I broke something in my brain because I've been suffering from a killer headache all day today.
Anyway... exam went... erm... well it went. No idea how I id really had some big ups and some major downs... I wasn't as horrible as I thuoght I would be on the anatomy part... did decent in the physiology part.

Then the questoin about lymph.... now... I studied the lymph bit so hard... and still I drew an utter blank on it! It's like my brain just refuses to accept what it is and what it does D=

I did good on my business plan apparently, which is  huge relief as it was a good third of the grade for my theory so ... here's to hoping I didn't fail spectacularly.

The boy is gone for a good chunk of the week. I have the week off too. So no being frustrated with him for a while, no more noisy brats running and flailing around.
God he makes me so glad I didn't have a younger brother growing up.

But he's gone for now, so its nice and quiet. =D

Also, new userpices! Well some of them.

That is all. As you were men, as you were!