'“Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop.”' - Lewis Carroll (Alice in Wonderland)

Oh, hullo there, internet world. How very interesting all your netting is. 

Why, just today Kitcat got tangled in said net for an hour and a half. She was busy looking up mouse-pads (she's torn between three. It's terribly nerve-wracking), instead of reading journal articles like a good Honours student would. But, to be honest, she's starting to doubt if she's the only 'bad' Honours kid in the Honours Room. At first she thought she was a disgrace to the post-graduate(-ish) profession - with her being distracted by birds, shiny objects and pretty much anything else when it came time to actually do productive things - as all the other Honours students were busy typing away at their computers. 

But.

Now that she's brave enough to look up from her screen, she's noticed that there seems to be a lot of Words With Friends and Bejeweled games underway in the Honours Room. 

Hurrah! She's not a 'bad' student, just a perfectly normal Honours kid! Normality! We love that!

In other news, she also had her first meeting with her supervisors today. Therefore, the actual Honours-ing process has begun! 

The project itself is still in the developing stages, but it will revolve around... Well, Tasmanian devils. You'll get more details as the project goes from vague ideas to definite ones.

For now, she has topics to research for her literature review! The lit review will be assessed, and will go towards a substantial chunk of her overall grade, so it's pretty darn important. It will also gift Kit with the necessary knowledge to understanding what's actually going on in her project. Therefore, to start, Kit will spend the next few weeks researching these topics:

• Personality as a trait in animals
• Responses to handling
• Coping styles of animals
• Reintroduction success
• Captive management and behavioural changes
• Non-genetic inherited factors
• Maternal effects
• Stress and translocation
• Genetic adaptations to captivity
• Captive monitoring of stress hormones

And that's just a sample of the ideas tossed around between the supervisors at the meeting (Kit didn't have much to say at the meeting as she was too busy writing furiously, trying to get everything down). All that research will somehow (hopefully) go into Kit's brain and the information will be squashed around and meshed together until an Honours project comes out of it. How exciting! 

That's enough about Kit (Ha! Never, you say! Oh, you flatterer. I like you.), onto the adventures of Face! 

Today, Face spent two hours waiting in line at Centrelink. Even worse, he forgot his gameboy. So he had to actually 'Wait' wait for two hours. Then when he finally got to the front of the queue, the poor Centerlink lady didn't know what to do with him. So she just took photocopies of his documents and sent him home.

Not unsurprisingly, he wasn't thrilled to arrive home to Kit exclaiming "There's a chest of drawers for sale on Gumtree (Kit loves Gumtree. She LOVES it.) and it's 40 minutes away and we have to go now!" Poor Face. What a trial of a day. But he did get a lovely-ish (functional) set of drawers out of it, and now his clothes have a home. That's sure to be a comfort to him. 

Or, you know, he doesn't care. But at least it's only another two days until the Internet Man cometh and installs the internet (Oooh, Fiber and superfast uploads and downloads and a million GB's and a free pony to boot! Except not really. Face is downstairs and Kit doesn't have a clue what the internets are going to be like. But at least they'll be. Going off phone data is kinda incredibly slow.)! Then he'll be able to catch-up on all the internet stuff he's missed over the past month, and play online games with all his chums. He'll also be able to distract Kit with funny YouTube clips. Then he'll finally have some peace and quiet. How's the serenity. 

Well, that's about it. Because Kit can hear Face downstairs washing the dishes, and she'll feel guilty if she doesn't help out. 

And just to really finish this post off, here's a picture of a baby sloth. 

   

P.S. Face says no, it's not a million GB and a free pony, it is Fiber on the NBN, 500 GB and a speed of 50/20 - for those of you who understand internet language and could therefore potentially be jealous. If it's worth being jealous over. It is, right? Anyway, suck on that, Mainland, we get Fiber. That's awesome (right?)!