So last night after Uni, I was walking up to the bus stop. Exciting, I know. And before I get into this equally exciting parable, let me just state that I'd just gone through a 9 hour long marathon of back to back classes, in which I was surrounded almost entirely by first years, and had spent the previous 5 days working.

Anyway, there I was, on the verge of zombie shuffling down the last street I had to traverse before I got to the blessed bus stop. I was tired, seeing as I hadn't had a day to myself in almost a week, and I was hungry, seeing as I'd had breakfast and two sushi rolls that day. So how I managed to notice the $100 in cash fall from a someone's pocket may very well be an act of God himself.

But notice it I did, and what did I do with that knowledge? Without really stopping to consider any alternative, I picked the money up, took my headphones out, and ran after the rightful owner.

But the story doesn't stop there. I wouldn't describe the owner as being beside herself with gratitude, but she was obviously happy to get the money back. And considering the numerous stereotypes surrounding my generation, and how untrustworthy people can be, she was thankful. In a decision that took as much processing time as my decision to pick the money up, she split the cash in half, and gave me a share as a reward.

Needless to say, I was shocked. I didn't return the money expecting a reward, I did it simply because I'm a good person. I know what it's likes having to count your pennies and stick to a strict budget in order to ensure you can afford the necessities. For all I know, she could've needed that $100 to get her through to pay day, so losing it would cause more grief for her than any monetary gain for me.

Despite trying to turn down the reward, she insisted, eventually walking away. For a few seconds I stood there, looking at the money in my hand just trying to come to grips with what had just happened. By being honest and returning cash that someone had dropped, I had been given 50% of it as a reward.

While I may not have supported everything Tony Abbott stood for, I am not supportive of this sudden change in leadership just over half way through his term as Prime Minister. While it was obvious that his term was terminal, I believe that the Australian Public should’ve been allowed to choose their leader.

Unfortunately, this is a regular occurrence for the people of Australia. Malcolm Turnbull, the 29th Prime Minister of Australia as of the 15th, is the fifth leader we’ve had in as many years. This is a feat that has not been replicated since the dawn of the Australian Federation.

After the last 24 hours, I’m tempted to agree with Bill Shorten in that the Australian Government needs a change of direction, and not a change in leadership. However, seeing as Shorten’s party was voted out a mere two years ago, Australia does not need another knee jerk change of direction.

What Australia needs is stability. We need a leader who remains in power for the duration of his term. We need a Government who can function efficiently. The current state of Parliament and the Prime Ministership is quite frankly ridiculous, our nation a laughing stock.

Why yes, hello. Is this the customer complaint desk? It is? Good! A year ago I upgraded from Teenager 17.9 to the Adult 1.0 platform. My user experience had been marvellous up to three months ago where my system was automatically updated to Adult 2.0, which I initially thought would be a better system. However, this update also installed Rent 1.0, while upgrading Bills and Responsibilities to 3.0 and 6.0 respectively. Since then I've had constant issues with Money 15.19, which now crashes and refuses to open after each restart of the system. Not only that, but under Teenager, these programs worked flawlessly. With Adult, they struggle to work efficiently, and I'm often unaware of issues until they become major.

Now, I understand I may not get my Money back, but I was hoping I could get another program on credit to take care of these problems for me. I've heard that Alcohol 3.5 can act as a patch for Adult 2.0, but that it will render Self-Control 19.3 useless briefly after each run.

What about Uni 0.5? I know it's still in Beta, but is there a chance it'll work better with Adult 2.0? And what about Job 2.0? Will that and Uni 0.5 work together without causing issues for Responsibilities 6.0 and Stress 19.0? Is the patch Youth Allowance 1.0 any good if Uni 0.5 and Job 2.0 clash with each other?

While we're here, is it recommend I download the new version of Girlfriend sometime in the near future? So far my system is operating fine without it, but every now and then Loneliness 3.7 does suffer some issues.

Also, does a patch exist to stop Books from updating? It's been updating daily for the last few months; already it's up to Version 268! There doesn't appear to be any major clashes with other systems, but I am getting annoyed with the constant update alerts.

Hello and welcome to what could might possibly be an early quarterly update for me. Unless my memory has failed me completely, this will balance out the update that was a month late at the beginning of the year. Everything's now golden!

Anyway, let's get down to business. After a tough few months where my reading habits took a hit and went down, they've sprung back up with a vengeance. I swear it's a yearly thing with me; for roughly two months around the same time each year, I just cannot get into anything. I think this year was choosing both a paperback, and an ebook, that were way too dense for me at the time. I just wasn't in the state of mind to read them.

And don't worry, I am slowly sorting out the multiple books at once problem I have.

Recently, I decided to put my two dense books on hold, at least until University has quietened down. Which is also why this update is early; at the end of the month, I'll be busier than an ant at a picnic. The fact that I'm now getting more hours at my new job has also meant that I have less free time to play with.

So, to herald in my newfound love for reading, I finally opened up Boneshaker by Cherie Priest, the first novel in The Clockwork Century Saga. I must say, I am thoroughly impressed with this work, and am eagerly awaiting the next sale to purchase the remaining books in the series! Oh the joys of living out of home on a student budget.

Once finishing Boneshaker, I finally got around to reading The Demi-monde: Spring, which has been on my list ever since I marathoned the first novel during January. So far, as I'm only 75% of the way through it, I'm loving it! As my friend is reading Brent Week's Night Angel Trilogy, we've taken turns in comforting each other as we become attached and over-involved in the stories.

As for the purpose of these update, I regret to say that I haven't progressed as far as I wish on the reading challenge set for me at the beginning of the year. I do consider the 7 hours of The Shining I've listened to as a good effort, and hopefully I can get around to Carrie Hope Fletcher's All I Know Now to knock off the Biography challenge.

So, walking off campus the other day, I was stopped by a Representative from Cancer Council Queensland, asking me for a donation. Now, while I was unfortunately too young to make a donation, since their system didn’t like the fact my age is still being lead around by the number one, she said something to me I’d never heard before.

Now, as she didn’t discover my age ‘til the last minute, we had time to enter some of my other details. As I entered my surname, she turned to me and said, “Is that French?”. This is a line I’ve never heard anyway say before, and she should be proud to be the first person to have correctly guessed part of the origin of my surname.

For the record, the origin of my surname has only recently come to my attention, as part of the research I’ve done into designing my first tattoo. It all starts back when the Vikings sailed the seas, where my distant ancestors lived in Scandinavia.

Then, slowly but surely over countless generations, my family name starts to move south, through the various Celtic and Germanic tribes, before arriving in the lands populated by the Frankish tribe. Here my surname must have evolved, taking on a meaning and pronunciation closer to the word ‘Rock’ in their native tongue.

For the next few centuries, my ancestors lived amongst the Franks, following them as they migrated to the area that would later become France, and presumably dutifully following their leader. I say this 'cause, in 1066 when William the Conqueror invaded England, a member of my family was among the soldiers who sailed with him, allowing my family name to jump the channel.

I assume that my ancestors spent the next century or so living in England during the Norman era. At some point, presumably around the time of the War of the Roses, or perhaps even earlier during The Anarchy, they decided to flee. Whether this was because they feared death for a wrong action on their part, or wished to avoid fighting in these two civil wars will only be revealed with additional research.

It was at this point that they chose to flee to the south of Ireland, settling in a small village close to Waterford if my memory serves. Here my family lived until the middle of the 19th century, when my Great-great-grandfather chose to immigrate to Australia, possibly with his sister in tow. I say possibly due to the fact that the Immigration Papers aren’t clear on their exact relations.

After that, the family grew, married, and grew again, eventually accumulating enough members to populate a significant portion of Western Victoria. Strangely enough, the marriage of my parents actually united two of the largest family groups on Australia, seeing as Mum’s family consists of some impossibly huge number of people currently living in Townsville.

So there you have it, the history of my Dad’s family, which is not nearly as plain as the history of the various families Mum is related to.

As a side note, I’ll work on another Song of Ice and Fire theory over the next week or so. I’ve got one planned that I wish to publish soon, but writing it up has seen it grow into this long tangled web that really should be split into parts to allow me to best explain my reasoning. Whether or not I can untangle this web remains to be seen; I may have to write and publish another theory while it sits on the back-burner.

So, I've been a bit busy over the last fews days with work and stuff, so was feeling a but run down and plain exhausted this afternoon. Anyway, I'd gone downstairs to hang my work uniform out, since I couldn't be bothered washing it so figured it could air. On the way upstairs, I had the shocking realisation that I had left my keys upstairs, inside my flat, on the kitchen table.

Cue me knocking on the door for about 10 minutes before I realised my flat-mate has most likely gone somewhere with his girlfriend. So what do I do, locked out without a phone, in order to get out of my predicament? I remove one of the fly screens from my kitchen window, lash two branches together from the tree in front of my building, then, with extreme care, reach out to the table with my makeshift arm, and successfully get my keys into my hands.

So, I've been a bit busy over the last fews days with work and stuff, so was feeling a but run down and plain exhausted this afternoon. Anyway, I'd gone downstairs to hang my work uniform out, since I couldn't be bothered washing it so figured it could air. On the way upstairs, I had the shocking realisation that I had left my keys upstairs, inside my flat, on the kitchen table.

Cue me knocking on the door for about 10 minutes before I realised my flat-mate has most likely gone somewhere with his girlfriend. So what do I do, locked out without a phone, in order to get out of my predicament? I remove one of the fly screens from my kitchen window, lash two branches together from the tree in front of my building, then, with extreme care, reach out to the table with my makeshift arm, and successfully get my keys into my hands.

So firstly let me apologise for not posting as frequently as I used to. To say the last month was a bit hectic for me would be a understatement. Not only have I moved out of home, but I’ve moved cities entirely. Basically, the last month has seen me adjusting to living in a strange city, dealing with homesickness, and madly applying for work. Guess this is what I’ve got to do to study the course I want.

But anyway, something occurred to me as I was putting a load of washing on this morning. I have a lot of unfinished books sitting around. Now some remain unfinished because they were not able to hook me within the first 50 pages, while other I’ve started and grown too busy to finish, or I’d started reading another book ‘cause I couldn’t let it wait.

I think all up I have 5 or 6 books that are currently in progress, so it is quickly becoming a problem. And with Uni starting up, and prescribed readings having to take precedent, I’m thinking I should jump in and finish these books now before I get that bogged down I wouldn’t know where to start.

So, in no particular order, the books I’ve got to finish are:

The Shadow Rising by Robert Jordan;

Uglies by Scott Westerfeld;

The Shining by Stephen King;

Les Miserables by Victor Hugo; and

Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality by Less Wrong.

Not to mention the dozen books I bought with me in the car as I drove down to my new place. Obviously these will all be finished eventually, maybe sooner if I take to reading on the train, but nevertheless, they will be finished!

Now, before I go to catch up on my reading and sort out the above dilemma, I’d just like to say that this will not be the only post you’ll see from me this month. I hope to have a more blog style post up within the next day or so, as well as more A Song of Ice and Fire theories, which always seem popular with my fans. Obviously all of this will be done around Work and University, so regular updates may not always be possible. And for this I apologise.