Why is it that whenever I (or anyone else, judging by the internet searches) ask about good jobs for shy people/people with social anxiety, the immediate response is along the lines of 'suck it up and just get whatever job you can find'? Um, helpful? I used to have to walk up and down the back street by the video store and psyche myself up for five minutes before I could even go inside. It made me feel sick, just ironing the shirt. I do understand that this is weird, and a problem, but while I'm at university at least, surely I can just take the less-stressful road and look around for a job that won't start me back down the panic-attack road? At least I'm attempting to find a job?

Also, I mean, it's obviously not why I want to be a writer; I love writing, it's my life. But I think I've probably been writing for most of my life because it's the only way I can confidently communicate. I have verbal dyslexia, I swear. I cannot speak to save my life, even when I'm just with good friends. And I'm the most socially awkward person in the entire world, and I'm sure I just come off as plain rude most of the time, instead of painfully shy, so just... let me have a antisocial job, okay? Please? Where can I find one? My skills include typing and procrastination. Good fast typist. Unconventional method, but fast. Can I be a typist? Oh please?

( I did that thing today where I go into the city and watch a couple of my heroes wander around and hug and be adorable and funny and stuff. )

Slept on the couch yet again. Becoming quite sleep deprived. Especially as the household kept me up til 2am this morning, and later admitted to thinking the drunkest member should maybe drive home. And now they're mad at me for not thinking their antics are hilarious. Do I really have to be the adult one around people in their 40s? I really am Saffy.

Had dad's house to myself on Saturday night, so curled up in front of their huge flatscreen TV and watched The Emperor's New Groove and the DAAS DVD. Tim and Paul are ridiculous, seriously. So smiley and touchy-feely and in love. Also GNW on the big screen is so prettyyy. I love the Saturday replays :) When dad and his partner got home, she saw the DAAS DVD and was all, omg! I remember them! They were on that Big Gig thing! Hehe yeees.

Aaaand uni tomorrow Wednesday! Yay for cancellations! But sigh. My break went past so quickly! Though I'm not even feeling very rushed; most of my assignments are out of the way, and 2/3 of the ones left are fun writey ones :)

... I need to stop chewing on my sleeve.

Righteo, ( tonight's GNW squee. )

Cannot stop listening to the Witches of Eastwick OST. And singing. Which I really need to stop, now that the neighbors have moved in, as we share a common wall. Huzzah. Hopefully they are nice, quiet people.

Jerry Lewis (and Paul and Mikey and JMo and Peter Berner and lots) tomorrow, yay! Terribly excited. Even if I hate our public transport system and may end up screaming at a bus timetable after the concert tomorrow night. Anyway.

Didn't get tickets for the upcoming GNW tapings though ): I may have withdrawels! Hee actually I'm mainly disappointed because a friend was finally going to tag along this week, so of course we don't get the tickets this time.

I am off to write J2!Rescue Rangers schmoop, because I can. *glee* Maybe also some more TMNT drabbles, because aww, I have missed playing with those boys. Turtles. Whatever.

( LJ names meme )

My weekend. By Emma.

( Lesbian Michael Jackson Night at a club )


( GNW taping squee )

Summer is approaching. ): Nooo, run awaaay. Thinking back to the joy of last summer; of getting out of a cold shower and promptly beginning to sweat once again. I like one thing about summer; sitting outside at 7/8 pm when it's still light and halfway to being a decent temperature, when there's a nice breeze and a barbecue sizzling away happily.

That is it. There is nothing else pleasant about an Australian summer.

Ugh, I am stressing the hell ooout. ( Whine, whine. )

But huzzah for de-stress in the form of ( GNW )

( 8 Random Things About Me )


Blah, sickness. It's time I got started on my assignments. But I spent the day screencapping, as one does when one has many assignments to do.

Link to 101 caps of Paul McDermott from Strictly Dancing. Also some of a same-sex couple. Who rocked, frankly. And also a link to 111 caps from Old old GNW episodes.. ( Samples of Pretteh )

Welcome back, flu. Why are you always here, for God's sake. My face feels like it's on fire, and the rest of me is all shivery. Yay for an early uni start tomorrow.

Papa is apparently working on Peter Berner's house at the moment. Would it be inappropriate for me to demand ask him to pester Peter with questions about Paul McDermott? Probably. Maybe they can just bond about being hardcore scooter riders... Bearing in mind that my 21st is coming up, and having a certain someone turn up would just about excuse my father for scurrying off to New York for Christmas without me.

And on that note, ( The GNW episode I shall look back upon fondly as the one with the face pulling and close physical proximity between myself and Mr McDermott. )

I love that I have Mondays off. :D

( GNW squee: Once again, I was featured in a Paul rant. )

Also, quickly, I can't get over all the anonymous SPN communities, apparently existing purely for people to bitch about other people in the fandom. How old are we, folks? I'm so glad I'm not really a part of the online fandom, so to speak. Not to mention all the Sam!girls vs Dean!girls ridiculousness. I've not really been a *part* of a lot of online communities really, more watching contentedly from the sidelines, but dear God, are they all like this? LOTR fans seem much more mellow and friendly, and I never saw anything like this in Johnny communities. Maybe it's just that the online 21JS fanbase is quite small; we're all just happy to see other fans out there hehe.

... On that note, Johnny would be happy to cameo in the 21JS movie. Johnny, do you realise it's Jonah Hill in charge here? Mind you, I'm aware he did not have very fond feelings for the show hehe, maybe he finds the whole thing poetic. Can Peter DeLuise play too?

Mother came home yesterday with a DVD of super old VHS footage of my brother as a newborn, and a tiny wee me running about and giggling at people. I sounded like a chipmunk. 4yo Emma's comment about the new baby? "I wanted him to be a girl so I could call him Pixie." If only I had known then what I know now. Uh, however, this also means I potentially have the means now to convert another beloved super old VHS to DVD! Can we guess which one? Updates to come.

Just booked GNW tickets for August. :D No, it shall never be enough. Anyway, everyone should be proud of me; this is a fortnightly excuse for me to get out of the house and have a 'night on the town'. Hungry Jacks dinner at 8:30 and home by 10 ;) PLUS PAUL.

Still sick. Sigh. I should maybe be reading Jane Eyre and other uni-related texts. I spent the last two hours watching Dylan Moran dvds. Very helpful. Also, I'm feeling very out of tough with Middle Earthian news; is there some way to see TORN updates on LJ or something lol? I are lazy.