getting over it

So i realise i've been a touch of a net recluse these days. And Rob, it's not because i've been happy lately, though I have. It's all a matter of keeping up with the jones'. I am a technology zero. This is a big problem. As a future teacher apparently i'm meant to be up to date with teaching using smartboards and you tube and i-pod's and all that crud. Me actually getting this very expensive little usb thingamabob is my first step. I had an ipod shuffle, but that was insanely useless. I think i'll have to buy a proper ipod when i get my bond back from this house.

Oh yes! News:

i'm moving in a week. (same city, different location), potentially a walk-in-wardrobe and ensuite, but we'll have to see. The reason I may be getting the extra bathroom and fancy wardrobe is because I absolutely hate the house we're moving into. It's in one of those new estate area's. it's new and has no personality what so ever. The only cool thing about it is that it's built where the mental hospital used to be.
My sister is moving in with us. She also got a job, and though this may sound like i've got tickets on myself, i don't think she would have done it without me. She can accomplish amazing things, but she always needs a bit of a shove in the right direction.
I'm going on my first teaching rounds from this monday. On tuesday, we're going to the zoo! yay! Melbourne zoo is easily the best zoo i've been to (including the world famous san diego zoo. meh. that wasn't that brilliant if you ask me...)

i'll write the full version of the irish joe story and post it here. i honestly don't mind who reads it... but i have to write my english essay first, or else all hell (including the multiple-headed-dog) will get out.

good to be back,
love, from under the rock.xox