My eyes have been soiled

There once was a student named Frisk
Whose sex was exceedingly brisk.
So fast was his action
That the Lorentz Contraction
Reduced his tool to a disk.

*cries with joy/sadness*

It seems that wine disagrees with me. I'm perfectly fine with it; it doesn't seem to like me.

Polyphasic sleep is nifty! I would like to try it. Either way, I'm off to continue the gift buying.

I'd like to bow out like Felix Faure, too.

Me too!

So I finished watching The Barbarian Invasions...again. Instead of one of the myriad movies I have lying around that I haven't seen, I decide to watch the one movie that I've seen a lot. Goooo me.

It's still awesome. I'm so glad that my favouritest movie of all time isn't a sappy, inaccurate pile of suck. I'm also glad that one of my favourite directors of all time isn't a giant douchebag.

Now there's a googlebomb i'd like to see.

Erosion continues unabated

It's dangerous, you know.

Now that i've calmed down enough to return to a semblance of coherency, I'll talk. I'll talk I tells ya!

Patrick Wolf was GODDAMN EXCELLENT. The shit he managed to pull off using just himself, a piano, a violin and two ukeleles is quite astounding! Not only did he play musics, he bantered with us a lot. He gave lengthy (relatively) intros and outros to the songs. He let us pick! He felt bad for turning up in Australia so late, so he had a songlist and asked us for requests. He then proceeded to play songs that weren't even on the list! Like the excellent Tristan, using just him and a piano, though the album cut distinctly features cowbells. Where are my cowbells damnit! He's such a nice kid as well. Plus he *cough* shaved his legs *cough* as well. Hawt.

And once again, I'm left bewildered about the vagaries of production. His voice really is quite good; and yet, this is not easily apparent on the album. Admittedly, I do like his beats and melodies and such, but his vocal capabilities are rather more impressive.

The concert was sooo good, it was like sex. Except i'm having it.

Old joke.

It was quite so great, I had to pin myself (okay, more like give in to inertia and not move from my bed) so I wouldn't go and buy tickets for the next day. That was why Saturday was fun! I managed to stay in bed the entire day! So proud of me. A good 18? 20? hours of lying in bed. I didn't even read or nothing. My parents didn't do anything! So glad. Well, they did, but that was much later and I didn't mind as much.

It's been something I've wanting to do for a while, but i've finally managed to, and I is proud of myself.

I'm going to only do three units this sem methinks. I'm 'deferring' a sem, by doing 4 sems of 3 units each. Ingenious no? I only realised this recently, I should have done this from the beginning! That way, I would have got to 'defer' a year, plus have an actual year of deferment! Oh the fallacies of youth.

I don't think that word means what you think it means

Or free-as-in-beer.

As a recent /. recently mentioned, the USA has gone completely insane. But still probably not as crazy as this guy.

20 good films were watched. What surprises me the most was that I felt that none of those films were a waste of time. Further evidence that Oliver is supremely skilled at the selection process. Eww. I feel dirty.

I am completely convinced that it was one of the best investments i'll ever make. I'd do it again in a heartbeat...after my body's recovered a bit.

I finished reading the Odyssey. There's apparently an audio book (it would be some kind of poem...epic, perhaps?) using the Fagles translation that is narrated by Ian McKellen. Gandalf people! It's Gandalf. Or Magneto. Depends on your POV really. Guy's freaking awesome either way. King Lear too! And nekkid. On my way to obtain.

Translation is fun. It's one of those activities where someone skilled at it can truly be called a craftsman; as much art as science. Wonderful. Such a great way to pass time: it's one of the best puzzles invented. Changing things from one code to another one, according to some incredibly arcane rules.

Which leads me to another point: words aren't things. They are representations of things. They can be studied as things unto themselves; but it doesn't make them the things themselves. The word tree is not the same as a tree.

And unfortunately, I can only say that using words.

"One of them sounds really gay. I can't remember who it was, but I'm sure he has an animal in name. Andrew Bird or Patrick Wolf or something."

Dave is hilarious.