I really shouldn't chortle so much at that. It involves a sadistic insect and crazy-ass tasks. I have a feeling the tree of Irony is lurking nearby. Or atleast the shrub of Poetic Justice.
What's that? Have I finished my essay you ask? How is it going you ask? Will I have any delicious icecream you ask?!
Sort of.
My essay is going well...ish. It would probably help if I didn't start rereading OOTS. But i'm nearly half-way through, it would be stupid to turn back now. I guess the cruel laws of probability leave me with no choice but to continue reading the rest. Woe is me.
Wait, that made no sense.
Grates was awesome! Damn awesome. Surprisingly excellent support, MIA?! Also ended up talking Shakespeare and movies with randoms. Twas fun.
I have...another 8 hours or so before I have to hand this in. Sweet! Sleep is not that important, to quote the Cultural Studies. Or as it would say:
President Reagan says the Marines do not have to go to El Salvador.
President Reagan says the Marines do not have to go to El Salvador.
President Reagan says the Marines do not have to go to El Salvador.
President Reagan says the Marines do not have to go to El Salvador.
And so on and so forth...Or any combination of them! Go bananas!
My fridge started making high-pitched beeping sounds. I turned it off. That'll show him.
NOO! The MILK!
"There's butter on my face!"
Monday, May 08, 2006
Monday, May 01, 2006
Your approval fills me with shame.
OOTS is quite great. Quite, quite great.
I started studying, and suddenly, i'm way better at SOCOM! wah?!
And yet, can't finish the first mission. Lame.
Bought swanky new shoes! I like 'em. First time in a long while that I actually appreciate a choice of mine.
Speaking of choices, horribly horribly divided on headphones. I'm tempted to get the more expensive one, as it's available at a awesome discount for such good headphones; yet that will leave me with little cash for a couple of weeks, which I would like to avoid. Could buy cheaper, but discount isn't as awesome, and product not so great. GAH. It's just fucking appropriate that I be doing microeconomics during this.
SEE, I CAN'T MAKE RATIONAL CHOICE! CHOMSKY WAS RIGHT! CHOMSKY WAS ALWAYS RIGHT!
*cough*
ahem. sorry.
I meant to say hello.
All the keys are so close together.
I met a cat the other day. Friendly, sweet. Ginger fur, lean body. Good cat.
I will take a cue from my cat and sleep. Though, not in those awesome curled up positions she manages.
I started studying, and suddenly, i'm way better at SOCOM! wah?!
And yet, can't finish the first mission. Lame.
Bought swanky new shoes! I like 'em. First time in a long while that I actually appreciate a choice of mine.
Speaking of choices, horribly horribly divided on headphones. I'm tempted to get the more expensive one, as it's available at a awesome discount for such good headphones; yet that will leave me with little cash for a couple of weeks, which I would like to avoid. Could buy cheaper, but discount isn't as awesome, and product not so great. GAH. It's just fucking appropriate that I be doing microeconomics during this.
SEE, I CAN'T MAKE RATIONAL CHOICE! CHOMSKY WAS RIGHT! CHOMSKY WAS ALWAYS RIGHT!
*cough*
ahem. sorry.
I meant to say hello.
All the keys are so close together.
I met a cat the other day. Friendly, sweet. Ginger fur, lean body. Good cat.
I will take a cue from my cat and sleep. Though, not in those awesome curled up positions she manages.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
OMZOMG
Man am I ever reckless.
Interesting correlation: I am not very good at SOCOM, a game involving stealth and secrecy. I am also horribly, horribly lazy in my attendance for teh school. Coincidence? Not really. And so therefore, recklessness.
I don't know where I went with that one.
Must study. Must not try and make my HSX Portfolio better than it already it is. Though, a good fund shorted The Da Vinci Code. Wonder if that was a good decision. Granted, they're shorting at 223 mill, so good buffer, but still.
I found another probable cause to my sanity. Though i'm sure not sure whether it's a cause or an effect. Is this reinforcing my beliefs, or my beliefs inducing it? I dunno. There's a word for that, and I can't remember it. I want to, though.
I'm at this stage where I think it's a good thing that the voices are only in my head. Is that a good place to be?
I will sleep, and ever so hopefully, study.
Interesting correlation: I am not very good at SOCOM, a game involving stealth and secrecy. I am also horribly, horribly lazy in my attendance for teh school. Coincidence? Not really. And so therefore, recklessness.
I don't know where I went with that one.
Must study. Must not try and make my HSX Portfolio better than it already it is. Though, a good fund shorted The Da Vinci Code. Wonder if that was a good decision. Granted, they're shorting at 223 mill, so good buffer, but still.
I found another probable cause to my sanity. Though i'm sure not sure whether it's a cause or an effect. Is this reinforcing my beliefs, or my beliefs inducing it? I dunno. There's a word for that, and I can't remember it. I want to, though.
I'm at this stage where I think it's a good thing that the voices are only in my head. Is that a good place to be?
I will sleep, and ever so hopefully, study.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
God may not play dice
But the Devil sure as hell does.
What to say. Lots of things happening. Spending lots of time outside of house. Nice. I'm making that transition into homeless person well. I get to walk around, wearing inappropriate clothing and contemplatin'. I am so fucking cosmopolitan.
I lost my shoes :( I liked those shoes. Hopefully I get them back.
Yes I lost my shoes. It happens. Especially to people like me.
Been having really odd days...Had fun at Fox's, crashed Min-taec's house where he fed AND got me a drink! (yay!) And scored a four. Woo Woo! I had to find my student card, which I put somewhere. I sit on my bed, start reading a little GBS, and find my student card. It's rather odd. Zoo got cancelled. GRRRR. I find out that a Aczchuan grocery in West Ryde is shutting down. Freaks me out entirely, as I did not forsee this. Well, I did a little, but not this soon. In addition, that place has been a virtual institution as long I've been here. I've been here 8 years, and it's been there for me. Hell, i've been through the loss of Games World, where nice/flustered owners would let us play Smash Bros for hours on end. That place caused my mother so much heartache, I owe it a medal. Now there's only going to be three Asian grocerys side by side. Miss Strawberry, I can't deal with this.
Oh hell no! I did not move from Southside for this.
Intrinsic value!!!!!
Zinc-based banking system....
Tired. Forget how tiring things are.
Kingdom Hearts is one of the cruelest things ever created for me. It forces you to make highly important choices at the BEGINNING OF THE GAME. This fucks with my mind like nothing you have seen. It's outrageously fun; I'd tempted to ban the damn thing in some pseudo-Plato avengement sequence. I also suck at it. Squaresoft = dangerously good and addictive.
For the record, 1 to 9 with Riku. Goddamn you Riku.
In another turn of events, I broke 5 mil! YATTA! My recent buy was a bad buy, but I'm hoping he'll turn out to be long term.
Are film execs retarded? Because I can't conceivably see a way that things like Love Don't Co$t a Thing and how they butchered The Importance of Being Ernest.
See, I figure this whole arguing thing, not very hard. People, not very smart.
It's a conundrum.
It's late, and really, right now, during all this talking, I should have been playing Kingdom Hearts. God that game scares me. Scary voices, scary impending doom, Donald Duck. Night.
What to say. Lots of things happening. Spending lots of time outside of house. Nice. I'm making that transition into homeless person well. I get to walk around, wearing inappropriate clothing and contemplatin'. I am so fucking cosmopolitan.
I lost my shoes :( I liked those shoes. Hopefully I get them back.
Yes I lost my shoes. It happens. Especially to people like me.
Been having really odd days...Had fun at Fox's, crashed Min-taec's house where he fed AND got me a drink! (yay!) And scored a four. Woo Woo! I had to find my student card, which I put somewhere. I sit on my bed, start reading a little GBS, and find my student card. It's rather odd. Zoo got cancelled. GRRRR. I find out that a Aczchuan grocery in West Ryde is shutting down. Freaks me out entirely, as I did not forsee this. Well, I did a little, but not this soon. In addition, that place has been a virtual institution as long I've been here. I've been here 8 years, and it's been there for me. Hell, i've been through the loss of Games World, where nice/flustered owners would let us play Smash Bros for hours on end. That place caused my mother so much heartache, I owe it a medal. Now there's only going to be three Asian grocerys side by side. Miss Strawberry, I can't deal with this.
Oh hell no! I did not move from Southside for this.
Intrinsic value!!!!!
Zinc-based banking system....
Tired. Forget how tiring things are.
Kingdom Hearts is one of the cruelest things ever created for me. It forces you to make highly important choices at the BEGINNING OF THE GAME. This fucks with my mind like nothing you have seen. It's outrageously fun; I'd tempted to ban the damn thing in some pseudo-Plato avengement sequence. I also suck at it. Squaresoft = dangerously good and addictive.
For the record, 1 to 9 with Riku. Goddamn you Riku.
In another turn of events, I broke 5 mil! YATTA! My recent buy was a bad buy, but I'm hoping he'll turn out to be long term.
Are film execs retarded? Because I can't conceivably see a way that things like Love Don't Co$t a Thing and how they butchered The Importance of Being Ernest.
See, I figure this whole arguing thing, not very hard. People, not very smart.
It's a conundrum.
It's late, and really, right now, during all this talking, I should have been playing Kingdom Hearts. God that game scares me. Scary voices, scary impending doom, Donald Duck. Night.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
It's 3:45 in the morning
And i'm still doing my goddamn essay. How I hates it. On the bright side, i've only got another 200 words to go.
GOD THE DRUDGERY
But nothing like the Drudge Report mind you.
Listening to Grates. They are quite cool. Looking forward to concert now. And true to form, I've listened to Monster Mash 60 odd times? I can't remember. So damn cool. Just the concept that Frankenstein comes to life and instead of going on a murderous rampage, he invents a new dance. Now that's fucking cool. And then he gets his buddies in it. I would kill to be a backing singer on that song.
Might skip Birthday. Have work the next day, going to be tired and sleep-deprived, alcohol is not my friend at that point. No wait that's not true. It's always my friend. ALWAYS.
Yes, i'm quite happy with the state of my liver damage thank you. No I do not wish to switch to a longer-lasting liver. I would like a longer one though. Just physically longer, so it would freak out my other organs even more so.
Good times.
I'm sure i'll have finished this THING before 6. In the morn. Hopefully. My excursions and diversions grow exponentially as I come closer to finishing. Fuck.
Does anyone remember this? It's rather a good summary on what is NOT a frivolous lawsuit.
GOD THE DRUDGERY
But nothing like the Drudge Report mind you.
Listening to Grates. They are quite cool. Looking forward to concert now. And true to form, I've listened to Monster Mash 60 odd times? I can't remember. So damn cool. Just the concept that Frankenstein comes to life and instead of going on a murderous rampage, he invents a new dance. Now that's fucking cool. And then he gets his buddies in it. I would kill to be a backing singer on that song.
Might skip Birthday. Have work the next day, going to be tired and sleep-deprived, alcohol is not my friend at that point. No wait that's not true. It's always my friend. ALWAYS.
Yes, i'm quite happy with the state of my liver damage thank you. No I do not wish to switch to a longer-lasting liver. I would like a longer one though. Just physically longer, so it would freak out my other organs even more so.
Good times.
I'm sure i'll have finished this THING before 6. In the morn. Hopefully. My excursions and diversions grow exponentially as I come closer to finishing. Fuck.
Does anyone remember this? It's rather a good summary on what is NOT a frivolous lawsuit.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?
Wa-oooooooooooh
Wa-oooooooooooh
Wa-wa-oooooooooooh
Wa-oooooooooooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
I'm sorry. I should have improved your lives sooner.
Facing the first challenge of any substance in 6 months or so, I fail. And how!
I need a new book to latch on to. Anna Karenina? Maybe. I do have the nice translation. Or other non-fictional works. Rereading Pygmalion. Still as good as I remember. I love GBS. So much. So eloquent. So goddamn witty! He described his wife as both emotionally and physically like a "muffin".
Having sex with her must be odd.
But he got around that. He didn't. They never consummated.
Perhaps they made a little soup to ease that. A little beef consomme, possibly.
LAN was fan-friggin-tastic...God, it's getting to this stage that sort of awesomeness is becoming commonplace. I do not look forward to the day that I become inured to the charms of the Korz.
My house becomes that much more unstable. My brain is catching on. The sheer physical will required to maintain the sanity and pathos is getting harder. It's pretty cool. I hope there's a save point soon.
In the meanwhile:
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son
The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
Wa-oooooooooooh
Wa-wa-oooooooooooh
Wa-oooooooooooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
Monster Mash wa-oooh
I'm sorry. I should have improved your lives sooner.
Facing the first challenge of any substance in 6 months or so, I fail. And how!
I need a new book to latch on to. Anna Karenina? Maybe. I do have the nice translation. Or other non-fictional works. Rereading Pygmalion. Still as good as I remember. I love GBS. So much. So eloquent. So goddamn witty! He described his wife as both emotionally and physically like a "muffin".
Having sex with her must be odd.
But he got around that. He didn't. They never consummated.
Perhaps they made a little soup to ease that. A little beef consomme, possibly.
LAN was fan-friggin-tastic...God, it's getting to this stage that sort of awesomeness is becoming commonplace. I do not look forward to the day that I become inured to the charms of the Korz.
My house becomes that much more unstable. My brain is catching on. The sheer physical will required to maintain the sanity and pathos is getting harder. It's pretty cool. I hope there's a save point soon.
In the meanwhile:
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash
From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son
The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash
Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
Friday, April 14, 2006
28 weeks later
Sounds like a movie about miscarriage.
"Oh no...she didn't carry to term!"
"She's turning into a zombie!"
"Must...have...babies..."
And the worst part is? The only mammal around was that guy who keeps doing that thing with his mouth.
Yes, you, you know who i'm talking about.
"I gotta go. There's a dude next to me and he's watching me type, which is sort of starting to creep me out. Yes dude next to me, I mean you."
Gotta love Bash!
Gandy!
Tiredness!
Sleep-dep!
Book!
Pie!
Out of words!
I've broken 4.65 on HSX! Kickass much?
The answer is yes. Yes indeedy.
"Oh no...she didn't carry to term!"
"She's turning into a zombie!"
"Must...have...babies..."
And the worst part is? The only mammal around was that guy who keeps doing that thing with his mouth.
Yes, you, you know who i'm talking about.
"I gotta go. There's a dude next to me and he's watching me type, which is sort of starting to creep me out. Yes dude next to me, I mean you."
Gotta love Bash!
Gandy!
Tiredness!
Sleep-dep!
Book!
Pie!
Out of words!
I've broken 4.65 on HSX! Kickass much?
The answer is yes. Yes indeedy.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
I think I just made a new best friend for life.
Then it's going to be a very short friendship.
'I woke up this morning spooning my very fat cat, my cell phone and my home phone. I don't care what anyone says, this is not a normal love life.'
I don't even get my cat, aight, don't complain.
My j key isn't used very much.
Strange strange lethargy. Finished assignment. Guilt building like a steam engine. Finished book. Looking forward to holidays. Better be fun. Have another assignment. *Cue the Lucy*
Fuck it, i've disappointed my idol enough. Sleeping, while plotting to build fan base of ducks. And a goose or two, if I can manage.
'I woke up this morning spooning my very fat cat, my cell phone and my home phone. I don't care what anyone says, this is not a normal love life.'
I don't even get my cat, aight, don't complain.
My j key isn't used very much.
Strange strange lethargy. Finished assignment. Guilt building like a steam engine. Finished book. Looking forward to holidays. Better be fun. Have another assignment. *Cue the Lucy*
Fuck it, i've disappointed my idol enough. Sleeping, while plotting to build fan base of ducks. And a goose or two, if I can manage.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Eep
Schoolwork is hard.
Cannibal isn't. So funny. So awesome. Tempted to buy or download it or something. Catching up on Get your war on. Funny.
"You know, it almost makes me want to vote for Bush. Because what if he totally just cancels the War on Terrorism? What if he's like, "Fuck it-it's not like we're going to win this shit. Let's do something fun with the money. Who wants a pony?" "
"Maybe the Army thought it'd be cool if the Iraqis thirsted for something other than freedom for a few days."
"Yeah. There's nothing like literal thirst to put metaphorical thirst into perspective."
It's a little screwy when I start regarding Uni less as an learning thing and more of a social interaction thing. Seriously, i'm just coming here to find a nice person to marry. Hecs debt isn't like real debt!
You know, i've been thinking a bit about the whole gay thing, and why so many gays are so insular. I've generally put it down to lameness; mind you, people in general tend to rather lame and insular. I kinda sympathatise with that sentiment, atleast with gays; I mean, many straight people cannot comprehend what it's like to have attractions to the same sex, emotionally, physically. The abuse, implicit or explicit, is rather a lot. It creates a self-propogating cycle.
Days and nights blur.
"I am a consumer whore!"
"And how!"
Cannibal isn't. So funny. So awesome. Tempted to buy or download it or something. Catching up on Get your war on. Funny.
"You know, it almost makes me want to vote for Bush. Because what if he totally just cancels the War on Terrorism? What if he's like, "Fuck it-it's not like we're going to win this shit. Let's do something fun with the money. Who wants a pony?" "
"Maybe the Army thought it'd be cool if the Iraqis thirsted for something other than freedom for a few days."
"Yeah. There's nothing like literal thirst to put metaphorical thirst into perspective."
It's a little screwy when I start regarding Uni less as an learning thing and more of a social interaction thing. Seriously, i'm just coming here to find a nice person to marry. Hecs debt isn't like real debt!
You know, i've been thinking a bit about the whole gay thing, and why so many gays are so insular. I've generally put it down to lameness; mind you, people in general tend to rather lame and insular. I kinda sympathatise with that sentiment, atleast with gays; I mean, many straight people cannot comprehend what it's like to have attractions to the same sex, emotionally, physically. The abuse, implicit or explicit, is rather a lot. It creates a self-propogating cycle.
Days and nights blur.
"I am a consumer whore!"
"And how!"
Friday, April 07, 2006
Quickly and shortly
Numbers don't mean much.
Hah, if only. Why am I doing stats then?
Frisbee people equals nice and free alcohomohol!
Won another trivia night. Go team! I've actually found a niceish sort of bar. Not sure on that.
Mildly drunk. Will endeavour my best to go to class.
Hah, if only. Why am I doing stats then?
Frisbee people equals nice and free alcohomohol!
Won another trivia night. Go team! I've actually found a niceish sort of bar. Not sure on that.
Mildly drunk. Will endeavour my best to go to class.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
My count of fauna increases
4. That's how many eels I saw today. No crazy big yellow fish though.
It was really odd, cause I saw one, and it came up to me, looked at me, moved on, then another one came, looked at me, moved on. What did they expect? Then I saw another one, and then another one! They left, churning the mud behind them. And I never saw them again.
For the rest of the day.
My rank indifference to the wheelings and dealings of my days is...meh. I left my wallet on the bus, missed my lecture, got called up within a half hour that somebody had found and maintained custody of my wallet, then talked about my lustings for a non-corporateness and even found out what we did in Stats. Georgia is a fun girl. Finished my Tute really quickly, helped people out with Economics.
Then armed with an indomitable spirit and 80 cents, I headed off to get my wallet.
The 80 cents counted more.
I now have a contact in the Channel 7 network, god forbid me ever going there.
Watched Spirited Away, which was a great movie. I especially loved the little soot things, carrying the coal. Miyazaki proves his genius. Woo.
I always thought that the stereotype that Uni kids were malnourished. They are. Bananas.
It was really odd, cause I saw one, and it came up to me, looked at me, moved on, then another one came, looked at me, moved on. What did they expect? Then I saw another one, and then another one! They left, churning the mud behind them. And I never saw them again.
For the rest of the day.
My rank indifference to the wheelings and dealings of my days is...meh. I left my wallet on the bus, missed my lecture, got called up within a half hour that somebody had found and maintained custody of my wallet, then talked about my lustings for a non-corporateness and even found out what we did in Stats. Georgia is a fun girl. Finished my Tute really quickly, helped people out with Economics.
Then armed with an indomitable spirit and 80 cents, I headed off to get my wallet.
The 80 cents counted more.
I now have a contact in the Channel 7 network, god forbid me ever going there.
Watched Spirited Away, which was a great movie. I especially loved the little soot things, carrying the coal. Miyazaki proves his genius. Woo.
I always thought that the stereotype that Uni kids were malnourished. They are. Bananas.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
It just gets better and better
Law of Entropy my ass.
I made my lecture not too late. Slept in not one, but two places. Listened to the honking of geese. If you can honk the honk, you can tonk the tonk. Man, can these geese tonk. Geese will literally eat out of your hand. Finished Gatsby. Good book. Went to Jared's house, didn't get to watch Spirited Away. Did slay orcs though. Go Depp! I mean, Legolas.
Speedmouse. Was. Spectacular.
Roadie is like 6 times cooler in real life. And there's more than one! Fuckin' crazazy bananas.
My investment in Jared has paid off. It was a little rough with Dogville, and that thing he continues to do, but it worked out. Just goes to show, HOLD.
Okay, we need a crate of otters, and some hand lotion.
Forget the damn monkey!
And when I came home, this was here today. It's even more majestic in person. 14. FOURTEEN. It makes a pretty good stack.
Ugh. More Busy-ness. Night.
I made my lecture not too late. Slept in not one, but two places. Listened to the honking of geese. If you can honk the honk, you can tonk the tonk. Man, can these geese tonk. Geese will literally eat out of your hand. Finished Gatsby. Good book. Went to Jared's house, didn't get to watch Spirited Away. Did slay orcs though. Go Depp! I mean, Legolas.
Speedmouse. Was. Spectacular.
Roadie is like 6 times cooler in real life. And there's more than one! Fuckin' crazazy bananas.
My investment in Jared has paid off. It was a little rough with Dogville, and that thing he continues to do, but it worked out. Just goes to show, HOLD.
Okay, we need a crate of otters, and some hand lotion.
Forget the damn monkey!
And when I came home, this was here today. It's even more majestic in person. 14. FOURTEEN. It makes a pretty good stack.
Ugh. More Busy-ness. Night.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Now that's an odd lock
Scroll lock?
Today was a highlight of my life. It was great. Fantabulous. Even without the slaying of orcs. Or spiders even.
Had fun enough lessons, then went over and watched Veronica Mars with people. Really coool show. Also, hung out with really cool people. I mean damn cool. I am such a sucker for people who provide me with nice food. Seriously, if you ever need to get into my pants, best way there. Sam rocks.
Resolve not to miss too many lectures this week. It doesn't look good.
Daylight savings better kick in soon. The discrepencies between my computer and everything else will turn into full-blown mental disorder soon. You have been warned.
Today was a highlight of my life. It was great. Fantabulous. Even without the slaying of orcs. Or spiders even.
Had fun enough lessons, then went over and watched Veronica Mars with people. Really coool show. Also, hung out with really cool people. I mean damn cool. I am such a sucker for people who provide me with nice food. Seriously, if you ever need to get into my pants, best way there. Sam rocks.
Resolve not to miss too many lectures this week. It doesn't look good.
Daylight savings better kick in soon. The discrepencies between my computer and everything else will turn into full-blown mental disorder soon. You have been warned.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Nah man, Satan is all about the oral sex!
God how I love the Korz.
I've capitalised to show him respect. Cause he is you know.
RESPECTED.
Aretha Franklin would be proud.
I'm being treated wayyyyyy too nicely. Taxi driver gave me free ride. Go dude!
Got spirited away, but I still think I'm dying...That came out wrong.
Cupcakes down the pants as act of rebellion = hilarious.
Daylight what now? Fucking farmers. It was a joke you fucks, get over it.
My cat is a crappy hunter. She can't hunt a stationary object.
It was a CAN. OF CATFOOD. In addition she can't really hunt or run away because she has this very visible white tip on ther tail. In fact it's a beacon. Plus she's fat....I wanna scratch my ears with my feet. Sigh. More denial. Night.
I've capitalised to show him respect. Cause he is you know.
RESPECTED.
Aretha Franklin would be proud.
I'm being treated wayyyyyy too nicely. Taxi driver gave me free ride. Go dude!
Got spirited away, but I still think I'm dying...That came out wrong.
Cupcakes down the pants as act of rebellion = hilarious.
Daylight what now? Fucking farmers. It was a joke you fucks, get over it.
My cat is a crappy hunter. She can't hunt a stationary object.
It was a CAN. OF CATFOOD. In addition she can't really hunt or run away because she has this very visible white tip on ther tail. In fact it's a beacon. Plus she's fat....I wanna scratch my ears with my feet. Sigh. More denial. Night.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Flan in the face
Thom = fetish.
Wait, what does that mean? The possibilities...
That's it, I now know too many people. I saw one of the people from my bridging today. Granted, it actually took me a lot longer than I expected, but jeez, when you see one person everyday that you know, it's ridiculous. I'm going to start a system where I rate people and send out little letters informing them of their status. It'll be like work reviews. I'll even have levels and probationary periods. It'll be all the fun of climbing the corporate ladder, without the requisite financial compensation and less cocksucking! Fun for the whole family.
LOL CANUCK
The teacher we have for Stats is mindblowingly amazing. He gave us a discourse on rice. And glycemic indicies of such.
And it was interesting!
Wait, what does that mean? The possibilities...
That's it, I now know too many people. I saw one of the people from my bridging today. Granted, it actually took me a lot longer than I expected, but jeez, when you see one person everyday that you know, it's ridiculous. I'm going to start a system where I rate people and send out little letters informing them of their status. It'll be like work reviews. I'll even have levels and probationary periods. It'll be all the fun of climbing the corporate ladder, without the requisite financial compensation and less cocksucking! Fun for the whole family.
LOL CANUCK
The teacher we have for Stats is mindblowingly amazing. He gave us a discourse on rice. And glycemic indicies of such.
And it was interesting!
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Just stick with Ross
He'll show you the way.
Stuff is routine.
People suck. I haven't been able to transcend that property quite yet, so have that unfortunate/temporary condition of having deal with the suckiness. It's a conundrum.
Adam's partay was nice. There was something about it, that made me like it. Don't know what.
Maybe that's the vodka talking.
Something I don't get: slow-motion replays on lawn bowls.
Watching Commonwealth Games, it confuses me why all the patriotism. Nevermind the atrocious commentary resulting from this. I've been learning in Soc Sci that it's been the triumph of the individual over the collective, the state over the tribe for the past hundred years or so. What's going on?
I actually kind of promote the individual over the collective, atleast in the narrow subculture of sports. In this day and age, it's makes much more logical sense to promote the outstanding individual over the country that produced it, considering how many of those outstanding indiviudals aren't neccesarily native anymore.
It's not that I don't like team sports, it's rather I find teams constrained by cartological boundaries...quaint. Globalisation has supposed to remove those rather parochial ideas of patriotism, and it has, in some terms. I'm just hoping that when more sports become more global, and less national, we'll see better things.
I want a good World XI, dammit.
Stuff is routine.
People suck. I haven't been able to transcend that property quite yet, so have that unfortunate/temporary condition of having deal with the suckiness. It's a conundrum.
Adam's partay was nice. There was something about it, that made me like it. Don't know what.
Maybe that's the vodka talking.
Something I don't get: slow-motion replays on lawn bowls.
Watching Commonwealth Games, it confuses me why all the patriotism. Nevermind the atrocious commentary resulting from this. I've been learning in Soc Sci that it's been the triumph of the individual over the collective, the state over the tribe for the past hundred years or so. What's going on?
I actually kind of promote the individual over the collective, atleast in the narrow subculture of sports. In this day and age, it's makes much more logical sense to promote the outstanding individual over the country that produced it, considering how many of those outstanding indiviudals aren't neccesarily native anymore.
It's not that I don't like team sports, it's rather I find teams constrained by cartological boundaries...quaint. Globalisation has supposed to remove those rather parochial ideas of patriotism, and it has, in some terms. I'm just hoping that when more sports become more global, and less national, we'll see better things.
I want a good World XI, dammit.
imminent scientist?
But this imminent scientist tells correspondent Scott Pelley that the Bush administration is restricting who he can talk to and editing what he can say. Politicians, he says, are rewriting the science.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Decisions
Cruel, cruel decisions.
Had a great day. I turned up late for my class...again. I freaking love my Philosophy tute. The guy is so apathetic! He's so awesome. My soc sci tute either hates me or thinks I'm a genius. I'm hoping hate. Soc sci looks to be rather boring.
Why does all first year have to be so...tedious?
Societies are damn cool. I'm seriously contemplation skipping Ghost Dog, in order to participate in Smash Bros. tourney.
It's odd. Uni life is awesome, home life, not so much.
Is it me, or something else at work here? I come to Uni, thinking people here would be more mature, more critical, more able to control themselves. But no. Everyone is just horny. Wtf mate? Is it a Uni thing, or getting older thing? And I guessing Christa shouldn't be reading this, but i've lost all respect for him. Everything. Seriously.
I just realised, I bought a book. I have to pay for it.
More importantly, I won!
Had a great day. I turned up late for my class...again. I freaking love my Philosophy tute. The guy is so apathetic! He's so awesome. My soc sci tute either hates me or thinks I'm a genius. I'm hoping hate. Soc sci looks to be rather boring.
Why does all first year have to be so...tedious?
Societies are damn cool. I'm seriously contemplation skipping Ghost Dog, in order to participate in Smash Bros. tourney.
It's odd. Uni life is awesome, home life, not so much.
Is it me, or something else at work here? I come to Uni, thinking people here would be more mature, more critical, more able to control themselves. But no. Everyone is just horny. Wtf mate? Is it a Uni thing, or getting older thing? And I guessing Christa shouldn't be reading this, but i've lost all respect for him. Everything. Seriously.
I just realised, I bought a book. I have to pay for it.
More importantly, I won!
A reminder
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sunday, March 12, 2006
For the love of god
Stop flavouring my juice.
It may sound a little tinfoil hatty, but i'm serious.
STOP FLAVOURING MY FUCKING ORANGE JUICE.
If and when I go crazy(I told you, the dog talks) and have to be committed somewhere (I pray that people have the decency to commit me to somewhere which hasn't been subletted already) I have one request: I want my Orange juice fresh. Not reconstituted, not flavoured, not with folate in it. Just some goddamn juice.
And no, it wouldn't be funny to spike my juice with E or LSD or some other hallucinogen on either the pretexts of "study" or "entertainment".
...Actually, LSD would be funny. I'll authorise that dubious request.
It may sound a little tinfoil hatty, but i'm serious.
STOP FLAVOURING MY FUCKING ORANGE JUICE.
If and when I go crazy(I told you, the dog talks) and have to be committed somewhere (I pray that people have the decency to commit me to somewhere which hasn't been subletted already) I have one request: I want my Orange juice fresh. Not reconstituted, not flavoured, not with folate in it. Just some goddamn juice.
And no, it wouldn't be funny to spike my juice with E or LSD or some other hallucinogen on either the pretexts of "study" or "entertainment".
...Actually, LSD would be funny. I'll authorise that dubious request.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Sutekh was great
But this is how I spaz out.
I'm doing stats, so I can actually figure out the probability that I don't own any of those.
Past two days have been rather awesome. Yesterday especially. It was spectacular in that offhand, casually mentioned way.
Wasn't too late for my lecture, got my free coffee with my muffin, both of which were great, then learning eco was ridiculously easy. Also met a guy who did Eco well, and knows Chris Wong. Borange it was. Then Firefly, then hung out with Sutekh peoplez, then Philo lectures with clowns, then Ultimate Frisbee with hilarious logistical mishaps (And I learned how to throw forehand!) and then home.
Today, Lecture, then I was a rebel and skipped my optional Tute. Roamed around a lot, met more people from old school, agonised over crazy prices of textbooks, got my readings for Philo, watched Seventh Seal, got cosy with the exec, then learned how to play a board game and a card game, and met lots of nice people. It's been damn cool.
My profs are almost uniformly amazing. Philo guy is hilarious, my stats lectures are like high school, but if I had a great maths teacher in high school. Eco is mehish, but subject makes up for that. First week turned out well.
Now, I don't want to wake up at 7 o'clock four days a week. Night.
I'm doing stats, so I can actually figure out the probability that I don't own any of those.
Past two days have been rather awesome. Yesterday especially. It was spectacular in that offhand, casually mentioned way.
Wasn't too late for my lecture, got my free coffee with my muffin, both of which were great, then learning eco was ridiculously easy. Also met a guy who did Eco well, and knows Chris Wong. Borange it was. Then Firefly, then hung out with Sutekh peoplez, then Philo lectures with clowns, then Ultimate Frisbee with hilarious logistical mishaps (And I learned how to throw forehand!) and then home.
Today, Lecture, then I was a rebel and skipped my optional Tute. Roamed around a lot, met more people from old school, agonised over crazy prices of textbooks, got my readings for Philo, watched Seventh Seal, got cosy with the exec, then learned how to play a board game and a card game, and met lots of nice people. It's been damn cool.
My profs are almost uniformly amazing. Philo guy is hilarious, my stats lectures are like high school, but if I had a great maths teacher in high school. Eco is mehish, but subject makes up for that. First week turned out well.
Now, I don't want to wake up at 7 o'clock four days a week. Night.
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Is that better than eminent?
Re:imminent scientist?
i can't say if it's any better, BUT it IS a lot sooner
/. rocks. Rocks to the chest.