It's not a cry you can hear at night, it's not somebody who's seen the light...

My name is Lara. I love Joy Division, which is totally the most important thing about me. You should also know I am quite sarcastic without having a firm understanding of sarcasm. True story.

I was born in Seattle, Washington, grew up in Kalispell, Montana (AKA HELL), moved to Melbourne Australia in 2003, and Christchurch New Zealand in 2010. I studied half a Bachelor of Fine Arts~Theatre Studies in University before switching to German so I could study abroad in Vienna (2001). Hence, I have studied English, German and Latin at a University level.

I am currently studying a Postgraduate Diploma of Social Work at the University of Canterbury in Christchurch, New Zealand while living in a flat affectionately known as the Lesbian Flat of Doom, with my friends _honeyspider and phfa and my cats, Ariadne and Echo and Alison's cat, Helios (they don't have LJs, they're not old enough yet), all of whom I love dearly.

I'll add anyone to my f-list if they ask, so feel free! I spend most of my time writing, talking about writing, or thinking about writing while watching Most Haunted or something Tim Minchin, Hugh Jackman or Dylan Moran related. Or singing. I love singing, and I'm actually good, which tends to help! I can play the flute and the piccolo, the guitar and the ukulele, and I used to play the viola but then I sold it to a 3-fingered man. True story.

( A very important thing to know, is that I ramble. So there is more under here! )

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I just talked myself out of the sexiest shoes. They would have made me nearly seven feet tall, no exaggeration. But what I need if I am going to interviews are sensible shoes not LOOK I AM AN AMAZON.

But LOOK AT THEM!

Shoelust.

This is what I get for being an adult. Why can't I have the shoes I would legitimately wear nowhere?! Stupid logic. Humph.

They looked so good on me, you guys. I never used to wear heels because first of all I am six feet tall and I worry about towering over people, and secondly I am...uncoordinated is a nice way of putting it. But heels which are not spikey I can handle walking in. And they make my legs look awesome.

Maybe if I get a position I can get sexy shoes which are completely impractical and make me a giant. I dream big, y'all. So today instead of shoes, I bought grape soda so I could indulge in a little American nostalgia.

Nostalgia apparently tastes like grapey ass.

Just went to see Men in Tutus and it was AMAZING. The second half of the show was Swan Lake and it was hilarious and perfect. And Laura bought the DVD so we can see it again while not soaked. Because apparently New Zealand decided that today would be the best day to piss down rain. It's like a deluge out there. There is a sea in the backyard. And Echo is outside so I reckon she's Icky the Loch LFoD Monster.

Had Chinese food for tea and now there is Aliens, tea, Ariadne in my lap, and a Laura! Today is awesome!

I have my computer back! It is awesome and really quite big and strange. And I keep forgetting I can sign on to AIM. Oops.

Two volcanoes erupted in two days over here in Middle Earth. Oh, New Zealand. Just calm down a little, will you? There are another two on alert now. This is all up on the North Island and I live in the South Island. But it's still all kinds of fun! No ash has made it very far yet, but they keep warning that this could lead to months of volcanic activity. Poor North Island!

Let's see, what else is happening? On Sunday Laura and I are going to Men in Tutus and I am so excited :D We are going out for Moroccan food first and I am very much looking forward to it. When I told my mother I was going to see Men in Tutus she was like "Is that like that stripper film?" Oh, mother. No no. She is pretty adorable though!

Alison is really quite close to me. That is all. (She is reaching for carrots...)

Feeling energetic enough to write but no one is around. WOE. Clearly I shall solve this by updating most of my Strays characters and refreshing to see if I get replies until I eventually fall asleep! Stupid random!energy. I got so tired after changing my sheets and making my bed today that I had to take a nap.

In summary, chronic fatigue sucks and I wish I could like hear back from the damn hospital about what step to take next but being on the waiting list does mean waiting. HUMPH.

BUT. The guy who is fixing my computer finally got the new LCD panel he was waiting for and so now he can install it and make sure it works. He says I should have my computer by Monday. Which OH MY GOD, REALLY?! YAY YAY YAY! I can go back on AIM and type without having to fix every second word!

You guys. I can play Sims. ;)

I was reading my usual Irish news online site which is more Irish-American than actually Irish. I read it for roleplay, shut up. But anyway I stumbled across an article that made me smile.

They are doing an exhibit of Irish immigration to Montana in Cork!

Now my family immigrated to New York, but my step-father's family is also Irish and they immigrated to Anaconda. Most of them then moved to Helena, but I think this is awesome. Especially since one of the US' biggest St Patrick's Day parades is in Butte, Montana because it was a major Irish settlement. It's in the middle of buttfuck nowhere but goddammit, they drink green beer and have street fights on March 17th. No. Really. Every year they arrest huge amounts of people for being idiots after the parade and too much drinking. It even has a mention on wiki on the Saint Patrick's Day PAGE.

Anyway, I just thought this was really awesome. Montana gets overlooked a lot because hardly anyone lives there. Hell, some Americans don't even know where it is despite the fact that it is the 4th largest state. It's the size of GERMANY. Makes me happy.

Birthday party with a 3-D TARDIS cake is awesome! This entire year was a Doctor Who year. I got a pen with a floating TARDIS, a TARDIS mug and a sonic screwdriver flashlight. The ninth/tenth doctor's of course. While Three is my favourite, his sonic screwdriver was this weird thing with red and yellow bits and it whirled and I did not love it. And Eleven's is wanky-doodle-dandy.

The most impressive part of this though is that I just lasted from 7-11pm at a party. Being social. And I have only retired to my room because I am tired now. But I talked and I was SO charming. Hurrah!

TARDIS cake!

(All my Doctor Who icons have been deactivated because my subscription to extra userpics ran out dammit!)

It's my birthday, hurrah!

Izzy is over and we just watched two series of IT Crowd. I think it fried my brain a little, but hey it's all good! Now we are lying around and watching Easy A. I love Emma Stone soooo much.

It's been a while but I want to start posting here again more, even if LJ is such a bitch.

A while back my computer's LCD screen was broken, but it's finally getting fixed and I am so excited. I am so sick of using this tiny thing. It is unfun to type on! And I miss my Sims. It should be ready soon. And on Monday we are going to Drexel's for birthday breakfast and I am excited. Drexel's is amaaazing.

First time since I was 14.

He is with my grandmother, helping her in the wake of my grandpa's death.

Dad lives in South Carolina now and his Southern accent is back and it was so strange to hear. So different from when I was growing up. Much more like my grandparent's voices mixed with my brother's. That was weird. When I first heard him I was like "Boy? Why are you in Florida?!" but then he was all Southern and awkward.

We had a conversation. An actual conversation, and it was strangely nice. I'm not expecting too much because I don't feel like getting my hopes up and having them all dashed to pieces, but it was nice to talk to him and not feel such anger towards someone who isn't even in my life any more.

He said he was proud of me. I rather liked that.

Imma eat my McDonald's and watch a lot of crap.

Last night I had a dream my grandpa died. Followed by my lovely Auntie Ann being diagnosed with some horrible thing blah.

Less than an hour ago my sister called and said my grandpa had died. I knew it had to be bad when my sister was on the phone. (♥) He had a stroke in his sleep and died without really waking up which is good. I haven't seen him since I was about 15 though I talked to him a little in 2010 right before I moved here. He was a lovely and funny guy when I was younger but I have basically already grieved for losing him from my life. So this feels weird. I mean this is the man who survived a tree falling on him.

I called my grandmother. I saw her much more recently during a visit to my sister's house and again talked to her in 2010. She sounded not great, and understandably so since she was with him for over 60 years. It was actually a good talk, despite me fearing it would be really awkward. She sounded a little better by the end of it, though how long that lasts, who knows. I feel...numbysad. That's a thing. But I'm going to send my grandma a letter and some pictures. I hope it cheers her up. She said she always wanted to see New Zealand so I'll get some pictures printed of the places around here too.

If it turns out my aunt is really sick, I will be so pissed off. I am pretty sure my subconscious made up the disease though, so we might be fine.