2, 4, 6, 8, 20! (8)

I've nearly exhausted the Go! Team. Not like that, better than that.

MEAD was tolerable. Older peoples stuff is so much easier to stomach. Unlike FEST. It was bloated like that guy from Meaning of Life.

This weekend looks to be great. I am going to be reading like mad, watch all my favourite shows, and watch my favourite movie.

And school, I swear, I will come to one day. Seriously.

'Well, you have to break somebody's heart. There's just too many things to do today. I'm only human.'
'But why'd you choose to break mine?'
'Well you were the safest choice. You have like three hearts right?'

I also have to prove that Jared is a Jew-hating Commie-Nazi fascist, who also hates women. It will not be hard.

What the hell was that?! My Shift key started making some weird noises. Woah. I'm going to find a horse so that makes more sense.

...A horse named Hidalgo. Night.

Just a quick post

To tell you all you're meatsacks. With brains made of meat! *thumbs up*

In fact make that *two thumbs up*

'Did you know that the human brain is the only computer in the universe made of meat?'

Point out two things wrong with that sentence. Or even better, make up what's wrong with that sentence, and then convince me, or even better, a snow leopard.

I have to go soon, cause Gilmore girls is on! *glee* (Is my gay showing?)

Fukuyama, this is Marx. Watch as he pummels you with a 2-by-4.

A COMMIE 2-by-4!

That is all for my clowning, my preliminary results have been...good, but nyeh. It's kinda weird. I don't even know why you brought it up. God you're such an ass.

Hehe, I would luv being an economist. *crosses fingers and hopes to work for government* Night now, take care.

Take the fucking thing, warts and all.

As I was going to the blogger site to do this post, I was thinking:

'Rishi, why are posting at all? You have nothing to say!'
'I'll do it anyway!'

Started watching Bonus stage...It's random. Like a gamers/referencey/guyish early girly random. Neat. I like it.

And remember, your mythos wants you! (to continue supporting its own cultural structure)

Also remember, in the war of logos and mythos, it's up to you to do the right thing.

'How do you survive in this wackaday world?'
'Wackaday? That's stupid. I profit off the stupidity of others.'
*shocked* 'How do you live at night?'
'Quite easily. Opportunism fits in with both sustainable ecology and sociobiological precepts. The hyenas do it well.'
'Yeah, but they laugh retarded. You wanna do that too?'
'If it's profitable yeah.' *laughs retardly*

I gave up on that non-reading thing I was doing this year...but I'm only pursuing loose ends, and those are fanstasmic. Decided this, on the stupidity of others. Not really stupidity, just uncaring...That's worse really.

Though that's probably laying it on a little too thickly, and a little too mean. Just something about not reading Zen again, when I started reading it again, less than 3 days after finishing it...I've nearly finished again too.

I have to watch Barb. Invasions.I miss that movie.

I've become such a...cultural deconstructer-type person. Like one of them mechano cranes, but with culture crap. Especially media. Reading about Chomsky (You've made it when you get an Introducing book on you) also sorta did this I guess, though really the book was more on linguistic theory than his politico crap. Linguistics is odd, and challenging. Again with the metastuff.

The one thing I wish not to be is uncaring. If that happens...It WILL be the end of the world.

Just one more...

One to go! An evil, turgid one...

McUgh. 3u english. Creative my ass. More like soul-destroying.

It sucks eggs too.

Looked through the entire UAC guide. Wasn't useful, but it was nice to do in the sun. Now, in an unrelated and quite very well possible postmodern way, I am typing with one hand. Gooooo me.

Shooting fish in a barrel: only meaningful if the world is your barrel. Make it so that is. Then fish for fish, makes more sense than shooting them...Wait, who the hell does that anyway? Shooting fish? WT?

I'm going now.

Sick of it.

Grrrr. Trials. Grrr. The time off is nice though. Grr. Still, two damn exams, that i'm not sure of. Gr. And that frigging english exam. G.

I'm cold and studious, yet nowhere near as studious as I should be. Fuck that. I barely listen to music now, it is a weird thing. And did I mention that Junichiro Koizumi is like, the COOLEST statesman evah?

For starters, you can get a weekly bulletin that gives you account of his daily life. Best PR move ever.

Has three sons, one of whom he doesn't acknowledge. Who says chivalry doesn't exist?

He's got a CD recording of his favourite Elvis songs. And he sang I want you, I need you, I love you.

And this is what I would vote him for, if I could and if the day wasn't too cold, and I didn't have a "thing" on:

[talking about an offensive on street crime]

"It is like in the arcade game Whack-A-Mole. Even if you whack one mole that pops out, another will immediately appear out of a neighbouring hole. I, however, would disagree. If we work together and continue to whack the moles all over Japan, we can make strides in building communities in which the elderly and young alike can live safely and happily."

P.S. His hairstyle is known as the "Beethoven". Atleast that's what his barber calls it.

I don't blog often enough. There are lots of reasons for this.

Anyway, back to the grind.

'You mean i'm a billionare, AND a millionare?!'

'That is freaking awesome!'

Go Brak Go. I love that show.

GAH! Staying at other people's houses can be dangerous to your results...Damn you tv channels that contain the shows that I either absolutely adore or have fond memories of.

MiB will take care of it. That show is the greatest. It has NO DIALOGUE.

Okay, it does, but nothing substantive. Fuckin' awesome.

Antonymically speaking, Gilmore girls is back! with new season! *twelve-year old giggle...obviously, twelve-year old with lotsa patience, and the ability to decipher the layers of refernces in the show.*

'And that one time, when I snuck into Wimbledon'

See, I figure if you're going to record something like this (even if it is on something as ephemeral as digital data, on the internets...but that can be said of all mediums I guess.) You havta write everything with an eye for posterity. Otherwise, it don't make no sense, savvy?

I finished Zen. I 'll re-read it after trials, research it, and i'll have to start cross referencing and such. Fun. That is a body of work which will consume me. Like a jelly donut. Or some other kind of baked confection. It'll be sweet though!

That's the other thing, i'm gonna watch Barb. Invasions again after trials too. Mmm, sexy French dialogue...

'This is Spongebob Dodocahedronpants. Study the pants. Are they square? NO, they are dodecahedral! This is NOT Spongebob Squarepants!'

'It pays to know your pants!!!'

Anyway, that is all the ramblings from the diseased mind of mine. The blood tests will be back soon, and hopefully, it will not be syphillis. It will something either more sinister or awesome. Tschuss tschuss. (I know i'm missing the umlaut, I don't care.)

Mission: Payback

Attempt 01 (if this has to go into actual double digits, I swear...)

Mission Objectives:

[This information is classified]

Mission Status:

Incomplete

Results:

Pathetic HI-larious Complete failure. Insufficient reconnaisance coupled with a lack of verified intelligence lead to the failure of this mission. Further complications in the form of [classified] created difficulties combined with a loss of morale.

Debriefing:

Due to the failure of this mission, mission plans have to been modified to be tactically faster. Increased recon will also be a priority. Unfortunately, target will not be in position until Friday 12th at 0900 hours. Reconvene at that time and execute mission. Command out.

When i'm feeling lazy (8)

That irritation (anger really) at having to sit exams again? Came a coupla days before. Now it's replaced by the Fn Key. You know who you are bitch. Although it actually does shit (otherwise, you know, functions).

I have moved! (temporarily) Free from the shackles of parental control! (temporarily) Into the culture gap I go! (temporarily) Hours of my life spent and wasted studying! (Nope. Nothing.)

I have my Zen, and I am zipping through it like nothing else. Freud was a fucked fucked up man. Atleast, that's what he looks like.

Butter-menthol. My favourite type of menthol.

Does SQUAT, damn it. I still cough. My cough gets compared to a smokers cough. Or a dog coughing. Either way, not cool. I need to tap into the pool of Christians who are willing and able to buy shit (demand). I mean, if you can sell Jesus-scented soap, you can sell ANYTHING. I'm gonna make Bible Juice. Not sure out of what yet.

I'll end this here. It is a suitable length. I'm looking at you, Da Vinci Code. Although admittedly, nifty person, that Da Vinci. He's so a mafia dude. Bye now.

Trials are drawing near...

Trial by fire that is! *branding commences*

Alas, no not really...although...No, no. It ain't happening. These are trials of 'intellect', whatever the hell that may be. No fun at all. Mine eyes have developed a natural glaze over them, and will be soon be ready to roast. It may be sweet, like a honey glaze, or it may end up being bitter and poisonous, like a nightshade glaze. Only time (and results) will tell.

On second thought, the latter isn't really a proper glaze. It's more of a basting thing.

See, I don't like mixed nuts. It doesn't really work. All those brazils and hazels clashing with the other more, 'normal' nuts...I don't like it. They should be segregated.

Oooh, was that a veiled racial comment? A Freudian homosexual thing? Or a general discourse on the mixing of nuts twixt the fairer species? It is up to your subjective readings to find out.

Wait, I had more to say on the mixed nuts business. Mixed nuts provide an excellent example of natural selection. It's often the larger and more unusual nuts (i'm looking at you, hazels and brazils) that get picked out and eaten, while the other nuts are free to thrive and prosper.

More dodgy propoganda. Are cashews, almonds and peanuts the super-race!?

Evolution can make people do some hilarious things. For example, were you aware that in the Old Soviet Union, they banned the teaching of evolution because only economic conditions shapes human behaviour?

Marx would have been proud. *wipes tear*

Interpole! was goddamn awesome. Though reading about some people makes me think I am not as committed as I could be. I could renouce all other music in a pseudo-Buddhist manner and commit myself to Interpol...

...Or not. They are awesome though. I'll commit...my first kidnapped child to them. Wonder if they'll like it.

*sigh* I am off now, to act melodramatically and try and do some work before I must commit myself to sleep and failing. Night.

'Um also, I think your head is, like, your pelvis.'

'Ha ha, very funny. Look, here comes your girlfriend.'
'You shut up pelvis head.'

My house life is getting to the stage that I would trade my house for a buttery puff pastry. Which I bought today. It was delicious.

CLOUSEAU, bitches!

Tension is the source of all life. But where does this tension come from, and what creates it?

In a very interesting and obvious parallel, most humour also comes from tension. So therefore humour is the greatest experience of life possible.

And into an awkward segue.

I really like Star Trek. It has so many things going for it...The focus on stories rather than sci-fi, the ridiculous imaginings of several of the stories, the contrived episode names ("As Loud as a Whisper"? What??)....I think the most hilarious part is how they portray every single goddamn trait of circa 20th Century and before as 'quaint' or 'wonderfully amusing'. They'll make some inane reference to a social more, and then explain it as a Hi-liarious throwback to the previous eras.

Star Trek is the best.

NB: When I say Star Trek, I tend to rather strictly mean TNG (If you didn't know this means The Next Generation...God, go watch TNG.) I have seen others, but TNG, you know, is GOOD. Everything else...too flaky, too one-sidedly gimmicky. I'm looking at you, Janeway (she's in Voyager).

Something or some one fucked up. God, Allah, PepsiCo, Christ, Evolution, friggin even Buddha, somebody, somewhere fucked up and produced humanity.

"Unfortunately, evolution didn't design us to be perfect. It only designed us to always want more."

And equipped us to the teeth it seems.

That is all for my sermon tonight, I'm going to try and get some sleep, Interpol is today! YAY. Screw trials. Night!

The weak cannot forgive. Forgiveness is an attribute of the strong.

You better be hella strong today to survive in this world.

I've been feeling sick, and 'orrible. My collection of books is growing way too much, that bookstore will bankrupt me. Atleast i'll die well read.

Goddamn it! BECK, GIRL, AGAIN!. Not that I mind. I'm all for the self-promotion yo.

The idea of shame is a distinctly Victorian-era theme. Originating over the misplaced value of social order over intelligence. Has had unfortunately unpleasant effects throughout the world. See Colonialism, et al.

NB: Please forgive me.

Remember, less is more. Globalisation is often at odds with the ideas of ecologically sustainable living. Traditional logic systems are self-contradictory and inadequate.

P.S: Don't rip off what is a cool idea for a site and make an inadequate song about it. I'm looking at you, All American Rejects. I feel like staying up till 5 as to watch the videos for a) Neighbourhood #3(Power out) and b) Bottle Rocket. But I will not.

I also need to engage in some creative works soon...Good thing i'm getting Freud into my house to help. Now I just need Nietzsche and I am set. OM(dead)G I spelt Nietzsche right on my first go. I need him in my house too. Without the syphilis. Go to sleep, NOW. All of you. I don't care what time it is. Just do it.

I'm not a bad person, really

But that's for France to decide.

Today has shown me the vast swathes of knowledge that I am lacking in this preparation for exams. Shit.

But on the upside, I studied. But not enough. Shit.

Only have few days to intensely cram study, and fix patterns, and not really helping my case am I?

I consumed god-awful ginger beer today. Uuuuunnnpleasant.

Hah, nuns. Those sado-masochists of the penguin world.

Books! yay books! I go browsing in book stores way too much, even though, I a) come back unsatisfied and b) Ebay is here. Oh weeeel, it's great. I have nothing else to say. That is it, nothing else at all. Night.

And that was when I realised...

I was eating condiment.

NB: See homemade Sweet Chilli Philly for more details.

Hola amigos/proletariats/former wage slaves! Why yes, it has a been a while since I have communicated in a non-smoke signal sort of way, and it feels good to get back to my binary roots.

In what may or may not cost me my very ability to form word associations, I present to you:

(the square root of) 1011101101101111010110110101101111100011011010101011

In terms of holidays, fairly bad. Abysmal even. But that is okay, as I have been gambling my future on increasing my proficiency dealing with (semi)illegal matters. But that's for the courts to decide. Also gaming. Le fun. Oh Fishhead, how I...am creeped out by thee.

I have had a total of one(1) study days. W00t!

Funny how in the week that I have decided to study decides to be a) Stupidly, stupidly DARK and COLD b) slightly more socially active.

Wait that's not funny.

I gots the internets yesterday! Now maybe I can hope to win an election. Also, in my searching of the internets to satisfy my staggering array of sexual fetish, I came upon a site devoted entirely to torrents of...Chomsky. It was truly surreal.

Oh god. He's old. Note to self: Never pair the phrase sexual fetish with Chomsky.

I'm off to further propogate...ewww, reproduction. Adios muchachos.

*Technical Difficulties*

*adorable picture of cat pulling out plug*

*Please stand by*

It was the worst of times, it was the best of times

Bahahhahaha....Get your war on was actually funny.

"We interrupt this (awesome) cartoon for a Technical question:Why is it that our allies in Central Asian republics look TOTALLY FIENDISH when I convert their photos to black and white? Is Adobe Acrobat actually a BETTER JUDGE OF CHARACTER than President Bush?"

Umm, something about postmodernism and hyperspecialistation, etc, etc. Tired and cranky, I missed Glass House.

I have to buy a calculator. Hurrah. I am a bad person.

Rome is seriously the most awesome place ever. Crassus being so freakin' wealthy, Pompey being so freakin' gutsy (and law-breaking...and he serves(d) under the guy WHO MADE THE GODDAMN LAWS), Caesar being so freakin' militaristic (and lucky), Cicero being so freakin' conceited and generally awesome...The list goes on. The entire civil wars were dominated by pure human selfishness, nothing noble at all was going on. It's so cool.

The Histories in the HSC are so much fun! I cannae believe how awesome they are. Crazazy. I will sleep. Tschuss.

Baby you can drive my car (8)

Ah chaffeurs...Now I need a car.

Have not blogged in a while. I am lazy and unwillpowered. Buffy is funny/sexually wanting. She is such a sinner. Atleast I'm not a heathen.

I will work now.

Now, this, this is a goal.

Laika, a dog and a lake.

There may be a story there.

After watching the video for Laika on Rage (yay woo...I'm sick of praising them) I just realised how much good Funeral really is. And how much I like it. It's probably going to get slotted into one of my top ten albums. But i'm sure that Radiohead will come along and amaze me further.

I really should be sleeping rather than watching Rage. Or I should atleast finish watching Angels in America. Tony Kushner is so witty.

Hi-liarity, I tells ya

Note the lack of punctuation. It feels weird, don't it?

Anyway, things I learnt in Ancient: Cuncktator means delay in Latin.

I'm sick of your Cuncktatoring ways! That's it, i'm leaving. Bye bye.

Ooh also, I am ultra-cool, cause I played no Canasta today. Go me! I came V. close though. Scary very much so.

What time is it?

That question is irrelevant. Everybody knows that it's always time for Canasta!

Glee! Fun fun fun.

I haven't blogged. Too...busy. Playing Canasta.

I like Canasta due to the flexibility of it. I'm only up to playing the advanced computer, there's one more level, Hoyle rules, annoying rule changes to go. So cool.

I also like Canasta due to my winning of it! Muhahahahhaha. To date, I have not lost a game on my computer. Best score yet was of 3975 yo. 7 Canastas, 4 natural. I am so awesome.

Now seeking out the 4 player version of the game, I am off.

I also have Angels in America to watch. How I am going to fit in over 5 hours of viewing into my life is a logisitical nightmare I will not face, so no sleep for me.

Sounds like a stereotypical scientist.

My night out had just begin. It was 5:15 p.m. and I was alone with an empty pie wrapper and remonstrations tab. It was the greatest night of my life.

There's an internal error in the previous paragraph. Can you see it?

I got my book today! Glee! Ebay has paid off for me twice! Not once, twice. Been reading about Cultural Studies, which is very related to Pomo studies (both from an external and internal perspective) and also encompasses semiotics, which I need to learn more about. Although I now understand signs and signifier theory a lot better now. Nifty yo.

Which in itself carries cultural baggage. Now, to conclude this topic, I will leave you with a question:

"Science has replaced theology as the main enemy of liberty."

For/against? Provide support with examples taken from your reading, studies, experience, or observations.

You have 30 minutes...and lots more.

And to show the reference which I cleverly referenced, it's this:

"Our night out was over. It was 7:15 p.m. and I was alone with three O'Doul's bottles and a $10.50 tab. It was the greatest night of my life."

Let it be (8)

Bah. I was typing a longish post when my comp decided to die on me. To oversimplify:

• I had a good day. I enjoyed a double strength macchiato at Cafe Insomnia. Nice place.
• Talked to piscourse a lot. Sorry for stealing him, but too awesome and sexy.
• Listened to some Architecture in Helsinki. Go Rage go. Nice, eminently likable.
  
• Don't like Mark. Being annoying. I hate hate.
• New Scientist is weird. On further thought, all British people are weird. See elections, Black books, New Scientist. More is available, i'm sure.
• May have to add Richard Dawkin into god list. He espouses critical thinking. What the hell, who does that these days? Well maybe Chomsky, but he's got a specific agenda behind it...So does Dawkin, sorta, but that I is something I have to wrangle out of him in the next few days.
  
• Spending a lot. Interpol. Enmore. Playing show. Be there.
• I really need to stop watching so many goddamn artsy movies. But my list is not complete, so it will have to continue. And GAH. Barbarian invasions. There are two different versions, and they both have special features which I want to see. Fuck that's annoying, I don't want to buy two different copies. Or I could, and...be prouder that way.
• Finished Bebop! Good show. Part where I felt really sad was when Annie died. That was really depressing. I still can't quite get over it. When other characters die, not so bad, but Annie...*tear*
• My problems are so much easier if I don't focus on them. But the meta...Pomo philsophy is concerned so much with language, and metas of language, but I hate that...yet find it very interesting. I have to finish my set of Introducing stuff.
  
• This is all I can think about right now. Night, sorry if I missed anything mind.