shoujo

The daily ramblings of Shoujo about his work and life.

5.31.2005

The Birth Of Cool


Well not really. This is a little update to the now-defunct Bill Cooney blog.

I'm moving to Japan in August to start a new adventure. Go check it out here. Also, a stuff up with webhosts and such has meant that I have lost my images from my custom blogger template. Enjoy the refreshed layout here, courtesy of Blogger's standard templates.

Cheerio.

9.26.2004

Thanks For Stopping By


This blog means a lot to me. Chronicled within its archives are the first girl I ever cared seriously about, my first job, my first film's premiere, my uni graduation and a whole lotta other stuff. Alas the time has come to close this chapter in my history.

This is not entirely voluntary. Certain people have stumbled upon this blog whom I would rather hadn't, which is probably my fault for having it in my signature on the BAS forums. Nevertheless, action has been taken in the form of the ending of this record of the the past 2 and a bit years of my life.

I never was any good at a paper journal, but there was something about the ease of updating crap from place to place via the internet. I'm gonna arrange to print this out in the next few weeks so I can bind it and have a record of it for my own personal history.

Thanks guys. It was fun while it lasted. Thanks to Shawni for the great blog layout I've stuck with for all these years, even though you offered to redo it again and again. Thanks to my friends for visiting and commenting. Nice to know that someone was out there.

9.23.2004

Not good fun


I'm kind of spooked and stressed and freaked out.

I have had two traffic incidents in the past 24 hours.

The first one involved a work van's brakes failing severely and slamming me into the guard rail on the south east freeway then skidding across three lanes of traffic and running 50m along the embankment with the engine jammed on until i could shut it off.

Which leaves my job in jeopardy even though I've been complaining about the poor response of the brakes and such for about 7 months and other people have been complaining after driving that van too. It does leave my lower back severely jarred though and makes sleep, sitting and walking painful.

The second one happened earlier today while I was driving into the city with Dan, Michael and Brad for GENTS camp stuff and involved a collision with a motor cyclist which (thank god) resulted in no injuries but did result in hefty insurance monies to be paid.

I feel really tapped and stressed and freaking and I'm very not well now both physically and emotionally.

9.16.2004

The Hair!!!


So I now have labeled all the strawberry*drop DVD/CD sets for supanova, as well as dyeing my hair orange...

I bleached for about 10 minutes then coloured... I conditioned 5 times during the process though, so my poor fine hair didn't dissolve from the chemicals. Have also stenciled my shirts. I bought pants for one cosplay, but couldn't find the top for the other...

Like, no jackets in spring? What is this? Queensland??!??!?!

9.14.2004

Well Now...


updated
Okay. Because I am too tired to fix it, I will just link later tonight after I update thedrop (the official website).

Also, I love cake. Seriously. No. Not that seriously.

The DVD will be $14 and you can buy genuine Strawberry*Drops for $1.20 a bag too!!!

9.13.2004

Permission To Land!!!


Finished the final edits on Strawberry*Drop's DVD.... Now am duplicating like, 30 of them. I was only going to do 25, but I want to give some to certain people as freebies. Also have been finishing the cover which I will post later tonight...

Very tired, but am working tomorrow and will have to finish stuff and get it printed as well...

Now I know how Patrick felt last year!!!

9.12.2004

What A Weekend


Well, I went to Ray's on Friday night. We ate Red Rooster, drank alcohol, I made brilliant Martinis again.

We ran out of vodka and there was a mercy dash made to the Colmslie for more. The triumphant return of the brave souls with Absolut vodka made a big difference. They didn't taste like they were made with AvGas anymore.

Anyways, watched all of season three of Black Books which was fun. Then I crashed at Ray's on the floor.

Work on Saturday morning installing plasma screens at the Family night club. Was in the city eating noodles with BAS ppls in the afternoon, looking out the window watching a Korean film being shot (guy drives his car on two wheels all the way down Mary street from George to Albert) when I got a phone call to go sort out some woman's slide projector in Chapel Hill. I mean, bugger! I had to drive against Suncorp Traffic (Broncos were playing) all the way. Then it turns out the projector remote wasn't plugged in properly. Grrr.

Went to BAS, where Krazy tried to kill himself but failed. The ambos came anyway so now all we need is a BAS member to be taken away by the fireys and that's all the emergency services bar the SES, which isn't a real emergency service anyway.

Went to Steiny's and looked at the DVD. All good. Gotta make some changes and do some menu fixes, but apart from that all gooooo!!!

Just need to organise my crap for Supanova this week.

9.05.2004

Baby We Were Born to Run!!!!


Or so says The Boss (Springsteen) as he blares from my stereo whilst I gaze at the sun-dappled wallscrolls. Many of which are duplicated on the desktop of MY NEW PHONE!!!

I gots me a new phone (Motorola v600). Does mp3s for ringtones, etc, so I have Chiyo-chan's cooking song for a ringtone and Kero saying "Konninachiwa!!!" for an SMS alert. As well as the afore mentioned desktops. I resized a bunch of my computer desktops so it's all nice and pretty now.

Also bought Springsteen's greates hits for $10 the other night. Rocking, huh? I'm loving it. Also am loving Awful Truth series 1 and 2 so I'm filled with lefty pride. Or something.

Hmmm... Supanova drawing near... I must finish the cover art for the Strawberry*Drop DVD/CD, do the insert booklet, bag up the Strawberry*Drops, burn copies, print the labels, covers and inserts, package them all. And I've also gotta buy some stuff for cosplay...

DaaDeeDeeDaaDeeDeeDaaDeeDeeDaaDeeDaa... MUTHAFUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

^_^

9.02.2004

Even A Monkey Can Draw Manga!!!


Awwk!! It's true. At least it is the title (anglicised) of a great little tankubon I picked up yesterday. Really top notch stuff. Also, I have finished the menus and such for the Strawberry*Drop DVD. Will now proceed to do totally unreal more hidden things to it to make it Action Filled and Jam Packed.

Also saw The Village today. Figured out "The Twist" about 15 minutes into it, however wasn't sure whether that was the twist until more things happened. Then I knew for sure. Unlike the tards behind me who were all like, "What? I don't get it."

I laugh at you, foolish pop-puppets.

15 days till Supanova!!!

8.31.2004

Finished That One!!!


The DaaDeeDeeDaa video clip featuring Doom Spiral is done. You shall be able to purchase it at Supanova on "A Very Pink DVD". Oh yes.

Also, my brain is creamy and filled with goodness.

Boingggg!!!

8.30.2004

Sore


Massive migraines. Gonna go home early and sleep. I was supposed to stay here at uni till 10 but screw that. I want to die.

OMFG!!


So I didn't get the job at MusicLab. But. I did get my tax return, so here comes ProTools babay!!!!

But.

I went to QCA to check out some films the music for doing for. And. The producer's friend was there. And. She was cute. Like, OMFG cute. I'm such a loser though. I can't even remember her name. I'm sure we will meet again. And then I will ask her out. Then she will tell me she has a boyfriend and I'll feel like a tool. Poop.

8.20.2004

ZOMBIES!!!


Seriously, I'm so brain fucked. I had a dream last night where I was getting chased by zombies. I ended up getting caught in a very tight place by one and I had to gash its head off with a broken bottle. I think the fact that I had read the Zombie Survival Guide helped me in my dream, and also the fact that I knew it was a dream. I totally kicked arse. Then I woke up and had to go to uni.

All day video editing today.

All day, and then when I had my DVD rendering away, some little shits unplugged my hard drive by mistake. Because you know, a translucent IceCube drive looks like a big grey fucking MantaRay drive huh.

Bastards. So now I have left my drives overnight at uni to render, and will be doing the same thing tomorrow night so I have have these things done by Monday for the client.

Arse.

Bum.

8.19.2004

Chiyo-chan's Cooking Song


tsukurimashou.. tsukurimashou.. sate sate nani ga dekiru ka na

God I love Azumanga Daioh. No. Really. Went out to do some recon for Supanova today. Surprises in the room. New layouts, new venues. Slight revisal of previous figures with some additions. But I think it's relatively locked in. Now to uni tomorrow for more video editing for RACQ. It's 97GB of data I don't need clogging up my drives, okay?

Get that shit off the damn drive and move on to my next two/three projects - City, a play I'm scoring/sound designing, 1,2,3,4, a doco about Patrick and his comic ness & Untitled - nice jazz-breaks type of CD with good vocalist.

tsukurimashou.. tsukurimashou.. sate sate nani ga dekiru ka na

Also, I have ingested no caffiene since Sunday. The headaches have stopped and I feel great. More energy throughout the day, sleeping betterer too.

tsukurimashou.. tsukurimashou.. sate sate nani ga dekiru ka na

8.16.2004

Big Updata


Hoookay.

Well, last week I had a job trial. For a kick arse job. Truly cool and great and I would soo love it. Yes it's retail. and yes it's support (two of those things which suck, I know). But! It's a place I go to anyways, and I can do the work, and I liked it. It was cool.

But this week another guy is having a trial for it. We're both doing Honours at the Con, which is why we were offered. However. This guy is cool and he could also be doing the job too. And be good at it, so our trials were really, "Does this person fit in or piss people off or do things that could preclude him from being good at that job in terms of him fitting in to the workplace, allrighty y'all?".

I hope I get it. I would be sooooo good. And not poor. And also being able to claim trips to US and Japan off tax as well as computers and recording gear.

Alas, but.

Also, went and saw TISM with Tigris, Panic and Rhys. We ate Japanese food at "O-Yama" in the valley, I introduced Patrick to Asahi beer and it was all good. The opening act was good. They are Monster Zoku Onsomb. The second act sucked arsehole. TISM were, as per usual, top notch, even laying out the elusive country version of "Defecate On My Face". Rhys made off with a small 2" square of Humphrey Flaubert's costume. I made off with a copy of "The White Albun".

I also have lately picked up TRON. It was cool. Patrick and I are scheming for the finishing of the Strawberry*Drop DVD and it will be available at Supanova.

Additional : ADDED 1945 16/08/04
I have been instructed to hold off the ingesting of caffiene this week in an effort to see if it reduces the severity and occurence of severe headaches I experience, which are possibly blood pressure related. Fuck. I have to finish video and website design this week.

Bleargh.

8.02.2004

Teh Drinks0r


I had a drinking weekend. That's my description. And. Here follows details.

Went and D&D at Paul's on Saturday. Spent the morning building new characters. Then had lunch. While buying lunch, I bought mead. Now there is only about a third of the bottle left. Then proceeded to watch Futurama and drink Sake. Got up on Sunday and worked in the morning. Then went to BAS. After BAS went to buy stuff for Rachel's birthday. Then went to the pub with Silverfox and Suntzu. A jug of Bundy & Coke later, I stagger to the bus stop with Nezumi Neko. Catch the bus to Stones Corner. Arrive at Coffee club for Rachel's birthday thingy. Drink Corona. Get a lift home with Owen and Gaye.

Sleep.

Uni today and also interview. I have a work trial and, if all goes well (PRAY OR DO WHATEVER THE HELL IT IS YOU DO!!!!), I shall have a job. A good one that will basically make my existence a tax dodge.

Oh please God let me impress them and get the job!!!

7.29.2004

The Funny-ness!


So my iBook was logged on to IRC. Then I turned my iMac on. It also logged on, but was assigned the variant of my login, due to the fact that the iBook was logged on. Then I had some fun. Here it is.

--> shoujo_ (shoujo@vw3915.optusnet.com.au) has joined #bas
--- ChanOP gives channel operator status to shoujo_
(shoujo_> what the f***?
(shoujo> huh?
(shoujo> who are you, c***rag?
(shoujo_> me?
(shoujo_> Who the f*** are you? using my f***ing NICK!!!!
(shoujo_> and how the f*** did you get ops?
(shoujo> me?
(shoujo> I AM T#H F***IONG OP!!!!
(shoujo_> OH YEAH?
(shoujo> YEAH
(shoujo> !!!!
* shoujo_ powers-up...
* shoujo takes position...
(shoujo_> KAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
(shoujo_> MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
(shoujo_> HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
(shoujo_> MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(shoujo> You are evil
(shoujo> and must therefore be punished...
* shoujo begins to twirl against a pulsing pink and blue background to the disco beat
(shoujo_> HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
* tsume kicks shoujo while dancing
--> Kanchi (kanchi@vw23679.iprimus.net.au) has joined #bas
* shoujo_ blasts a wall of engergy against shoujo
(Kyo_Clan_Clan> hmm
(shoujo> ai to seigi no seera-fuku bishoujo-senshi sailor shoujo ga tsuki ni kawatte oshioki yo
(shoujo_> huh???!??!
(shoujo> I dodge your pathetic blast of shounen energy
(shoujo> SUUPA MAGIC PANTY FLASH REVOLUTION!!!!
(Mangaguru|busy> this is just weird..
* shoujo flashes his panties at shoujo_
(shoujo_> arrghhh!!!!!!
(shoujo> take my vanquishing, evil shadow shoujo_
(shoujo_> arrgh!!!!!
(shoujo_> Nonn!!1 Noonn!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(-- shoujo has kicked shoujo_ from #bas (And don't come back!!!)
--> subshade (boobies@vw-2447.ihug.com.au) has joined #bas
(AntiAngstManga> boobies
--> Zudal (AieAH@vw28767.comindico.com.au) has joined #bas
(subshade> :o
--> TuxedoShoujo (shoujo@vw3915.optusnet.com.au) has joined #bas
--- ChanOP gives channel operator status to TuxedoShoujo
(AntiAngstManga> er.. I mean Aloha subshade
(AntiAngstManga> Aloha zudal
(TuxedoShoujo> Ahhh...
--- beardedgeek is now known as chiyo_chan
(subshade> Manga'ies. XD
(Zudal> aloha Manga
(TuxedoShoujo> I was tooo late to help you defeat him
(AntiAngstManga> and aloha to .....tuxedo shoujo?
(shoujo> Never mind...
(AntiAngstManga> so you had enough of that game?
(TuxedoShoujo> But I shall flap my cape, pose on the profile then throw down a rose and play my flamenco guitar!!!
(shoujo> okay. whatever.
* TuxedoShoujo flaps cape, poses on the profile then throws down a rose and plays his flamenco guitar
(TuxedoShoujo> and now I must be off... Off to sell naked pictures of you and the other sailor scouts on the internet
(shoujo> Wha?
(-- TuxedoShoujo has quit (Exit: Ohhh the panties!!! THE PANTIES!!!! PANTSU GA DAISUKINE!!!)
(shoujo> okay
(shoujo> better
(shoujo> ^_^

7.28.2004

Capture This, Biznatch!!!


Just ordered my TISM ticket for next Friday! Woo!! Also, I am filled with ncie teas. Finally went to the T Shop at Soutbank today. Got some Warm Chai blend, Festivi T and also Japanese Cherry Blossom Green Tea blend. Also saw Stepford Wives today too. Nice.

Ummm. What else? Am feversishly doing video capture for video editing I have to do...

Need sleep, but need to do this job too...

Stupid living and stuff.

7.20.2004

WASSSABBI!!!!


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7.19.2004

I Need Death. Really.


Okay, so on Friday I worked from 0800 to 1830. On Saturday I worked from 0730 to 1930. With a crippling flu. On Sunday I worked from 0645 till 1300 then took pills and passed out. Today I worked from 0600 till 2015. Tomorrow I work from 0730 to around 2000. I still have the flu. And am sore.

Seriously, it's unhealthy and if I bothered to check the award I'd probably be able to sue or something, but it's the last week before uni goes back and I need t3h cash. I also need to not be stoned on 2000mg of paracetamorel but it's the only thing that helps. My body hurts all over, my hands are cut and mangled and I feel nauseous all the time.

I have severly elevated cholesterol and high blood pressure. I may also be insulin resistant which is not only hereditary (half my extended family have it) but also the preliminary stages of diabetes. Oh and I'm also about 40kgs overweight. I have stated that I am now on the weight losing thing. What was awaiting me for lunch yesterday, before I passed out in bed from the flu? Vegetarian lasagne and fucking CHIPS! Chips = carbohydrate = sugar which I DON'T FUCKING NEED!!!! Thanks mum. Well the lasagne was made with reduced fat cheese, so I ate it (was filled with spinach and carrot anyways). Left the chips. What was awaiting me for dinner? SAUSAGE *FUCKING* PIE!!!! (Sausages sliced and layered with sliced tomatoe and tinned spaghetti layered with mashed potato on top, baked in the oven). The fucking FATTIEST kind of FUCKING MEAT available, let alone the fucking POTATOES on the top!!!!! Oh and the spaghetti which is fucking carbs again. I found some salad in the fridge and pointedly ate that commenting on the unhealthiness of the fucking pie.

Guess what was awaiting me for dinner tonight after I arrive home after a 14 hour day? FUCKING SAUSAGE FUCKING PIE!!!!! I had vegetable soup with the veggies off the sausage pie plate chopped up and chucked in for extra food.

What the fuck is wrong with my family? My mum fucking harps on at me about my weight and then when I decide to do something about it she gives me fucking lasagne and fucking chips, then a fucking fat filled starch topped shit pile. So much for support. I weighed 135kg at the doctor last Wednesday when she weighed me. Let's see how much I can lose before the end of the year...

Without my mother's fucked up cooking. I mean, seriously!

7.14.2004

Doco Production Progress Report


It is now 1.21 AM and I have just spent the last 14 hours logging, capturing and verifying the footage that we shot for the documentary. Oh the pain. I have arse cramp, back cramp, neck cramp and computer cramp. I went through a pack and a half of CinnaBurst while doing this too. I've been capturing all the footage in at half resolution so that I can save some hard disk space. Once the final cut is complete, I'll only need to recapture the footage that was utlised. Also I've pretty much decided to use After Effects for the chroma keying. It just looks better. But I'll wait and see. Now for sleep.

7.12.2004

The Things What I Been Doing


The morning after my sister's 21st on Friday night, I went back to the venue and packed up the lighting and sound and took it back to work. Went into the city after that and bought some manga and Volcano High and eXistenZ on DVD. Also found Cinnamon Gum! Woo!!! Finally!! Went home spent time with family.

Sunday was similar, cept I saw Spiderman 2 in the morning then went to church in the evening. Spiderman 2 should be called "Kirsten Dunst : Also, Spiderman as well." Not that I have a problem with that. Went to church and stuff. Had major bitch to Mel about the parentals and life in general. She suggested the possibility that I just haven't met the right girl yet. I hate it when people make sense.

Today I went into uni to start :

The Documentary Progress Report


Woo. I transferred all the material from large DVCam tapes into miniDV tapes so that I can borrow a camcorder from Andrew to start the edit tomorrow. Expecting a lot of work...

7.10.2004

Awwww...


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7.08.2004

Ewww!!!!


So family (extended and the regular kind) are currently here. I have just seen photos of my second cousin's Cesearan labour.

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!

Also...

UUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

And I have fixed up the bad bit of HTML coding that cause visitors to the webcam to visit the klokband.com WWP service. What the hell is wrong with me? My coding r0x0rs. Why am I like this today? I put it down to the damn dream. Been feeling weird all day.

GRRRRRRRR!

Day of Stuff!!!


Okay, so I spent the day backing stuff up and getting it off my firewire drives in preparation for the editing of Patrick's doco thingy. I been burning anime all day and have also managed to get internet sharing across to the iMac, which is now hosting shoujocam(tm) which y'all can check out by clicking on the button to the right, the little thumbnail of the current shot.

Also got my hairs cut. Makes me look a little trendier and such as well. Very schmick. Very bored today though. Had a great dream last night involving That Girl. You know the one that I've mention previously that I don't know who she is. I think it may be my brain giving itself what it wants - a fantasy of being with The One. Fucking brain. It gets what it wants but do I? No way.

Oh yeah. GO THE BLUES!!!! Nobody can complain about last night. 'Cept for Queensland. But I mean, the Blues looked like a football team. The Maroons looked more like the schoolboys in the Masters vs Sacrificial Lambs match from Monty Python's Meaning of Life. The NSW players were like, tanks. Men of Rugby. The QLD players looked like those that aspire, but were born to circus workers of diminuitive size. Who smoked.

7.06.2004

30 White Soldiers on a Red Hill...


RE: The Title of the post - Read the Hobbit. Particularly inside the Misty Mountains.

Because Shawn asked (and because it may aid in the chick-pulling abilities of this blog), my teeth are fine. I had a cut and polish, which made me never want to eat again. Nice freshly polished teeth. Mmm. Also I have no holes or anything, but they took new x-rays (because the last ones I had done before my wisdom teeth came out in 2000). I love how I get a lead apron over my privates and the dentist goes behind a 2 foot blast wall. I feel so fertile now.

I got my uni results for my last two assessments today. Beagle Bones soundtrack got 82%, which is a distinction and the last Research Methods assignment got 75% which is the fourth highest mark in the class!!! I think it may make a distinction for that subject, but I'm not sure.

Gee I'm happy.

7.05.2004

Goodness


Andrew and I filmed Patrick on Friday for the doco I'm doing on him, then I dropped Patrick home. I had been home myself for about an hour when BOOM I kinda keeled over.

Thanks for the flu, sis.

Went to bed hella early and took pills. Woke up and when Andrew arrived we drove over to Patrick's to pick him up for World Free Comic Book Day so he could sign stuff at Ace Comics and we could film him doing it. Hung around while Patrick defaced a copy of The Wraith at the behest of Paul from Ace. I dropped him home and got home myself. Got online and well, well, well... BAS LAN at Rad's place. Headed on over and got stuffs.

Battle Royale II sucks. Like, really badly. Elephant is very good. Will be inflicting it on everybody. Now I found out I have to go to Beaudesert tomorrow for work. Fun, huh. Oh well. Least I shall be paid this week.

Now must prepare for the dentist tonight.

6.29.2004

Sermon On The Mount Moscone Center West


Well... another Apple WWDC Keynote by Steve (Jobs). I tried to get there this year but apparently my kung-fu wasn't that good. No stream this year either though, so I had to wait until the various rumour sites and Appl had updated to find out. Nice stuff in Tiger, the next incarnation of MacOS X. New displays that match the G5's smooth look.

30 INCH LCD DISPLAY

OH MY GOD!!!! Of course, Apple being Apple they posted the following on their page:

But even more than saving you money, when you choose items that consume less electricity, it means that power plants don’t need to consume as much fossil fuels and thus emit fewer greenhouse gases. What’s more, building an LCD display uses less materials than building a CRT, which leaves more raw materials for your grandchild’s computer. And since they don’t need huge boxes, flat panels also reduce the cost of packaging and shipping. All of this helps to reduce dependence on oil.

Yep. Because the reason we all covet a 30" LCD is because they're environmentally friendly. Sure we do....

6.24.2004

You Stole My Boyfriend!!! *BANG BANG*


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"RUN!"
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Okay, so I have the Battle Royale Special Edition DVD and was hunting around for the book, but translated into English. Amazon.com has it, but I found the first 10 chapters translated here to let me see if it's really worth it. I plan to read them this afternoon while I babysit another slide projector for a client.

6.23.2004

Postulate Upon This Theoretical Hypothesis If You Will...


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Damn they cool!!! I been listening like, all day and stuff...

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6.22.2004

Current Song : Misc J-Pop from Anime OSTs


Listening while I procrastinate before getting back to an assignment...

This is funny as is this.

6.15.2004

Not Really An Update




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3 parts pride

1 part crazyiness

5 parts leadership
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6.14.2004

Ahhh. A man with a sharp wit. Someone ought to take it away from him before he cuts himself.


Peter da Silva

So on Friday we went and saw the new Harry Potter film. Damn Alfonso Cuaron can produce a vision. The movie tone fit the tone of the book sooooo well, Thewliss was the Lupin and Michael Gambon, well if he had played Dumbledore from the beginning, people would have been more accepting of his interpretation. He plays DD much more like the books portray him then the slightly wizend old wizard Richard Harris did. Not knocking ol' Macarthur Park though.

We also went out and had dinner at Toscani's and after a little bit of bill difficulty (they put a bunch of stuff on our bill we didn't have!!) it was nice. I also handed in 30-something pages of Beagle Bones write up and am now working on my RMP assignment for Friday.

Additionally I have now finished Maburaho and am 3 episodes into Stellvia of the Universe.

6.07.2004

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.


Charles M. Schulz (1922 - 2000), Charlie Brown in "Peanuts"


I got the second and third Lord Of The Rings OSTs on Sunday before BAS. $15 each. Bargain. These are currently being ripped to the iBook for bulk LOTR musical phuns.

This of course followed by the BAS craptacular. The AV system in the Kindler Theatre broke down and we got shunted back to the old haunt in S Block. I much preferred S Block because you couldn't hang around out the front, back in the day. Unfortunately, most people who started doing that in the foyer of the Kindler Theatre just plonked themselves down on the floor outside the room.

Noisy bastards. I have grabbed all of Maburaho and Stellvia though. I'm such a slut for cute character designs.

Kill me now. Also, I think that once again I have been defeated by the single date barrier. It appears that once again I shall add to the large roster of Bill's Female Friends. Adding to the self dumping thingy, I like the general connotations of the "I'm sure you'll find a girl one day" thing when it comes from other girls. Because of the implied, "But you're just not good enough/too ugly/not ugly enough/too fat/too skinny/too big (thanks Zadie for adding that one to the melting pot of possible rejection reasons/abusive enough for me."

Ooh... New Harry Potter movie comes out on Thursday!!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!

6.04.2004

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watch the world go by. You don't want to make
any changes, watching is enough to make you
content. The blue of the sky and the light of
day beat into your soul and you drift into the
world and around without harming anything or
making any ripples in the fabric of humanity.
Enjoy your peace, few have it, though few would
want it at the cost.


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asshole
You're asshole.


What swear word are you?
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You are Psalms
You are Psalms.


Which book of the Bible are you?
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pummel
Weapons are not your thing. You would prefer to
pummel your opponent to death with your fists
and feet. You show a lot of Honor but some
power still eludes you. I can give you this
power, I can make you stronger, join me.



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5.31.2004

2 Days After The Day After Tomorrow. Which Was Two Days Ago.


Found this review. I like it.

5.30.2004

The Round Up


So we went and saw "Day After Tomorrow" with the expectation of poorness. We were not disappointed. "Titanic" on land or "Independence Day" with the weather - that's a choice I leave up to you.

The "We" I'm referring to their was another First Date(tm) brought to you by Bill's foolish hope. It went well enough. We saw a movie, went up to Mt Cootha for coffee afterwards, I dropped her home. Now we shall see what hath been wrought...

I just feel so abnormally normal about the whole thing. It was nice, I think we both had a nice time, but it'll depend on her whether we go out again. When the trailers came on she did mention that SpiderMan 2 looked like a good movie to see. Subtle hint for Second Date(r)(tm)? In an ideal world with relational physics dictated by "10 Things I Hate About You", Harry-Ginny fanfiction and those movies where the guys friends are totally looking out for him when it comes to the ladies it would be.

In this hollow, ash-filled existence of hate, loneliness and despair it most likely means that SpiderMan 2 looked like a good movie to see.

Recorded strings today for "Beagle Bones". Now to spend all of tomorrow editing them to sound slick. So much post production. Next time I'm just gonna kill Salman Rushdie, collect the US$333 000 that student group from Tehran University is offering for his head and hire the London Symphony Orchestra.

5.23.2004

Nice


I had a nice weekend. My folks and my sister went up for her engagement party in Rockhampton (her fiancé is from there) and I did assignments and watched movies, then had BAS last night. After that Kinoko, Tigris and Panic came back here and we watched DVDs and talked crap till the early hours.

That was nice.

I'm interested in someone at the moment. She's very sweet, pretty, funny, we have stuff in common and we're going out on Friday night. I'm just kind of hoping that it goes well and she wants to do it again. According to a faithful trusted party, she thinks I'm quite depressed/ing. Well if she's been reading my blog I could understand that. But it's not really the case.

Apparently I come through as all depressed and morose through this thing. I'm not really like that at all. I just find it carthatic to vent in text, particularly where I know my friends can read it and either tell me to wake up to myself, or at least gain some insight into why I climbed the tower with the gun.

I was in the car with Simon tonight and we were having a little D&M as you do when driving along and I brought up the fact that this girl thinks I'm depressed/ing and how I thought that was a little misjudged. Simon said not so much depressed as bitter and cynical. I think bitterness is an unhealthy amount of cynicism but I also think that cynicism is healthy. At least to a point.

My problem seems to be that I barely balance the scales on healthy cynicism and frequently dip into the unhealthy part. I think it's a defense mechanism that runs something along the lines of "keep people away and they can't hurt you" but what happens when you do want to get close to someone? You let the cynicism down and once you get hurt the wall goes up again, but thicker and deeper.

I am making such an effort not to do that lately, but I don't know if it's having any positive effect or repercussions. I wish I could get an informed opinion from a third person observer or something. Maybe "emotional surveyors" are listed in the Yellow Pages...

5.20.2004

Meme Again!!!


JUNE:
1. Thinks far with vision.
I'll accept that.

2. Easily influenced by kindness. I'm a sucker for love

3. Polite and soft-spoken. EEEHHHHH. WRONG WRONG!!!

4. Having lots of ideas. True. Not all appropriate for a family audience, but true.

5. Sensitive. But nobody wants to stick around and find out how sensitive.

6. Active mind. See 1 and 4.

7. Hesitating, tends to delay. I could NOT be single. I just have standards.

8. Choosy and always wants the best. Standards, I tell you.

9. Temperamental. Shut up. Go away. Aww, I love you. YOU BUMHOLE!!!

10. Funny and humorous. Apparently.

11. Loves to joke. But am I Funny anf humorous...

12. Good debating skills. Are not. Are so. Are not. Are so. Are not TIMES INFINITY!!!

13. Talkative. See, how can I be number 3 and number 13?

14. Daydreamer. Would explain why I failed Chemistry in high school.

15. Friendly. Or lonely... like a poor abused puppy.

16. Knows how to make friends. Have big tits and put out lots. Well I got the first part right.

17. Abiding. Huh?

18, Able What? As opposed to disabled?

19. to show character. Oh. Right. Nope. Not able to show true character. Emotional issues. But I am trustworthy and loyal, if it means the other character.

20. Easily hurt. Probably due to my over-trusting nature of cute girls, who then turn out to be evil psychopaths who have just broken up with their boyfriends, failed to tell me about it and decide to rip out my heart in shit in the bleeding cavity.

21. Prone to getting colds. Thanks for the sinus condition Dad. No, really. I like having no sense of smell for a third of the year.

22. Loves to dress up. I love the nightlife, I love the boogie. And I own a number of suits and such.

23. Easily bored. Look at the kitty!!!

24. Fussy. I prefer the term "discriminating".
25. Seldom shows emotions. Except on my blog. How cathartic.

26. Takes time to recover when hurt. First time took 2 years. Last hurting occurred in December. I'm taking bets now via PayPal.

27. Brand conscious. I'm concious that "Microsoft" = "Shit".

28. Executive. Well my car is an Executive...

29. Stubborn. Not really

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5.17.2004

Soreness


Well yesterday I conducted a makeshift orchestra for "Beagle Bones". My shoulder is hurting like buggery. I feel like I was playing tennis all afternoon. It sounds pretty damn good too.

Congratulations to Ray and Rachel. Apparently the rock is big. Well that's according to Kathryn who got it from Mel. I need to finish my Apple Design Awards project and then go check out whether my tax refund will be better spent at russianwomen.com or belarusebrides.net.

5.12.2004

Not Asking Much...


Oh the painful pain.

So I'm trying to get musicians to play this film score of mine for Beagle Bones & The Temple of The Maya. It's a pain in the arse. I'm a student with no budget, but I'm surrounded by musicans at uni. I go to the fucking CONSERVATORIUM of Music for fuck's sake! But! Can I get any string players? No fucking way.

The problem is that this is for my project study this semester which is only %50 of my mark. And do you think I could get any string players to play? No!!!! Brass was up for it, percussion was up for it...

Next piece I write is gonna be for percussion. At least they give a fuck.

Apparently they all want to play solo. Well news for them. You play a pussy little violin that need to be surrounded by 10 others in order to be heard!!!!!

If anyone knows any string players that aren't too precious or busy (and I accept that some of them would prefer paid work over this, if it's available), please contact me!!!

Here are the details :

I need 10 violin players, 3 violists, 3 cellists, 2 double bassists for
a recording session this Sunday from 12 - 4 at the Queensland
Conservatorium (Southbank, opposite QPAC).

In return for their services, they'll get food, their name in the
credits, a copy of the finished film on DVD or VHS and the opportunity
to play in a professional recording setting.

The music is not overly difficult, although sight reading ability is
important. I'd say AMEB grade 4 to 6 level.


Please forward this on to any players you know.

Also, I apologise for the swearing. I'm very stressed and pissed at the moment. Not a good combination.

5.05.2004

Snorrrrrreee....


Completely irrational depression clouds me at the moment. I got an assignment back. 81.5% which I think is a credit, although I may be wrong. Had a good weekend away with Arts Weekend. Played a good gig on Saturday night.

But still feel depressed. Trying on different feelings to see what clicks and may be a good reason for depression

Singleness with no prospects anywhere in sight : feeling of hopelessness no greater than usual.
Lack of regular employment and seriously minimal fundses : nup. Not them either.
Feelings of alienation and futility : maybe, but I haven't started listening to Radiohead yet, so it's not that either.

I don't know. Been having bizzarre dreams lately focused around the idea that if I could go back in time with what I know now about how people in general think and myself, perhaps I wouldn't be so fucked up. I would tell certain people to go jump, I'd pay attention to other people more and I wouldn't have said or done certain things that would give them incorrect perceptions of me.

I feel like I'm expected to be this person sometimes and I don't want to. Like I'm expected to be all responsible and mature and stuff and not stoop to adolescent antics. I never had adolescent antics. I had "Look at those retarded fools. Like I'd be caught dead doing that," which now appears as, "I wish I had {insert thing here} when I was younger. Then it would have been written of as retarded adolescent fooling."

Right at this moment I regret having had ignored all the girls at my school (even the nice, not slutty ones - all three of them) on the basis that high school relationships are a useless waste of time spent on study, and besides neither of you is mature to carry on a relationship anyway (no car, no money, etc).

I regret having written certain people off as colorless when they were perhaps the most principled and focused people there.

I regret not really experiencing my adolescence by closing my eyes and hoping it finished as soon as possible.

I'm pretty sure this makes me a complete weirdo, but I can't help but think if I had done things differently, would I not be so unable to do seemingly normal everyday functional things that 95% of the world seems to be able to do like gain employment, have a relationship, not have internal psyche core melt-downs every three working hours.

I mean, right now I question what value I bring to anything, anywhere being that it seems I don't mean much to anybody personally, nobody values my creative art (well at least not enough to pay me for it), nobody seems to value me personally enought to care about the cracks appearing.

I now realise why it's so hard for me to get up in the mornings : sleep offers a nice escapism from the reality that is, "Wake up. Now expend your emotional and physical energy, get reamed in return. Rinse and repeat ad nauseum."

4.29.2004

The Big Gig


So I'm skiving off writing an assignment right now, and I've been not well this week, ridiculously tired...

Pretty shitty feeling, really.

Not much work so I've watched the rest of my X-Files DVDs. Nice.

Been working on a new track for KLOK as well as organising for Arts Weekend that is on this weekend. The others (Tigris, Panic, Katt) are down in Sydney at present for Supanova Sydney. KLOK is the resident band at Arts Weekend this year, so I am not going down. We get to make doof for adoring(?) fans though, so maybe it's okay.

Bleargh. I changed my dissertation topic to "Performance Practice in Contemporary Electronic Music : Engaging the Audience". There's just more literature on it than my old topic. Admittedly there's still bugger-all, but there's more bugger-all than "Music Technology and it's Effects on The Composition of Music for Picture". I just need to finish this thingy now and get it handed in before I have to go up Mt. Tamborine.

I realise that I have not been whinging about girls lately. I believe this is because while I still care, I'm currently kind of over the whole "oh woe is me thing." I discount certain potential females that I meet because I make an assessment on their maturity after meeting them a few times and I think that the fact that I make regular mention of "The cross I am forced to bear" leads to girls that I may consider or who may consider me to make the same judgement. At any rate I figure if I want to have some kind of healthy romantic relationship perhaps I should start making some effort to cultivate the image that I possess some relational health to begin with.

Or I could just walk around with $100 notes hanging out of my fly.

4.22.2004

The Truth is Out There... A Little To The Left. Stop. Go Back. Near The Kettle.


So I have the first four seasons of The X-Files, thanks to JB HiFi and their nice cheap bin scab DVD sales.

I'm about two or three episodes into the third season. Fave episodes so far would have to be "Blood" - Hallucinogens in the populace and hidden electronic triggers.

KILL.
KILL 'EM.
KILL 'EM ALL.


Or something.

Anyways it's all good and I'll probably buy the other seasons too. I know people think it started to suck after season 3 or season 1 or whatever, but I like it and it was a series that started when I started high school and also co-incided with my first usage of the internet. I used to hang on alt.tv.x-files and I just remembered something and googled it. I present Agent Pat Gonzales Dossier on the X-Files and I remember trying to download this in its original incarnation (one massive html doc with GIF screen captures) and being defeated by Netscape v1.0 (pulsating blue 'N' flayva) when it couldn't fit the whole HTML file on one floppy. So it's one of those things I remember in a variety of circumstances. I remember watching X-Files in the Palmer Dormitory at school, I remember watching it at home on the holidays and the pain in the arse when the Anasazi end-of-season-two cliff hanger occurred. I remember lining up for ages to meet Gillian Anderson at Westfield in 1995. I remember reading some X-Files graphic novels somewhere once.

And these act as launching points for remembering other sequences of memories.

It sounds kind of sad, I guess. If you know, you're like, too cool to have been into the X-Files, but it's true.

4.20.2004

Two Memes


From Barb's Blueprints (Barb being the author of extensive HP fanfiction novels).

Bold the movies you have seen and then add five more to the list at the end.
1. X-Men
2. The Craft
3. X2

4. Swimfan
5. Fellowship of the Ring
6. Finding Nemo
7. Peter Pan (Disney)
8. Home Alone
9. Aladdin

10. The Ring
11. 10 Things I Hate About You
12. Not Another Teen Movie
13. Spiceworld

14. 8 Mile
15. Bambi
16. Pirates of the Caribbean
17. Edward Scissorhands
18. Stepmom
19. My Best Friend's Wedding
20. 101 Dalmatians
21. Scream
22. Scream 2
23. Scream 3
24. Big Daddy
25. Billy Madison
26. Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
27. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

28. Heartbreakers
29. Dumb & Dumber
30. Two Week's Notice
31. Scary Movie
32. Look Who's Talking
33. Blade
34. Blade II

35. O
36. Titanic
37. Carrie
38. Carrie 2: The Rage
39. Daddy Day Care
40. Legally Blonde
41. Austin Powers

42. Storm of the Century
43. Oliver and Company
44. The Two Towers
45. Return of the King
46. Mighty Ducks
47. Fast and the Furious
48. 2 Fast, 2 Furious
49. A Walk To Remember
50. XXX
51. Beauty and the Beast
52. I Know What You Did Last Summer
53. I Still Know What You Did Last Summer
54. The Sound of Music
55. Mary Poppins

56. Tuck Everlasting
57. The Patriot
58. The Wizard of Oz

59. Teaching Mrs Tingle
60. Crossroads
61. Now and Then
62. Pearl Harbor
63. Just Married
64. Cast Away
65. Radio Flyer
66. Final Destination
67. Lady and the Tramp
68. Shallow Hal
69. 40 Days and 40 Nights
70. Bring It On
71. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

72. The Outsiders
73. The Matrix
74. Perfect Storm
75. Cruel Intentions
76. Never Been Kissed
77. Clueless
78. Bruce Almighty
79. Remember the Titans
81. Girl, Interrupted
82. SWAT
83. Sixth Sense
84. Phone Booth
85. The Lion King
86. Urban Legends

87. Nightflier
88. Lion King 2
89. Little Mermaid
90. American Pie
91. Center Stage
92. Scooby Doo
93. Bedazzled
94. Mrs. Doubtfire
95. Save the Last Dance
96. My Girl
97. American Beauty
98. Romeo & Juliet
99. Lost World
100. Casper
101. Miss Congeniality
102. The Rock
103. Face/Off
104. Moulin Rouge
105. Sleeping Beauty
106. Alien
107. Tombstone
108. Lake Placid
109. The Recruit
110. The Shining
111. Pocahontas
112. Win a Date with Tad Hamilton
113. Koyaanisqatsi

114. Princess Mononoke
115. Braveheart
116. Gone With the Wind
117. She's All That
118. Heavy Metal
119. Remo Williams
120. Fried Green Tomatoes
121. Steel Magnolias
122. Fight Club
123. Star Wars
124. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
125. Small Soldiers
126. Clerks
127. Magnolia
128. Wild Things
129. The Nightmare Before Christmas
130. What Dreams May Come
131. Fierce Creatures
132. Frequency
133. The Others
134. O Brother, Where Art Thou?
135. Along Came A Spider
136. Annie (1982 version)
137. Eyes Wide Shut
138. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
139. Practical Magic
140. Down With Love
141. The Fifth Element
142. Donnie Darko
143. Kiki's Delivery Service
144. Big Fish
145. Chasing Amy
146. Unbearable Lightness of Being
147. Parent Trap
148. Great Expectations
149. Bridges of Madison County
150. I am Sam
151. Life as a House
152. Prince of Tides
153. Kill Bill Vol. 1
154. Bowling For Columbine
155. Elf
156. Spun
157. Weekend at Bernie's

158. The House of Mirth
159. The Rose
160. Chocolat
161. Requiem for a Dream
162. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
163. Mask

164. Gia
165. Secretary
166. The Big Lebowski
167. Rushmore
168. Return to Me
169. Muppets Take Manhattan
170. The X-Files: Fight The Future
171. Moonstruck
172. Happy Gilmore
173. Mona Lisa Smile
174. Bad Boys
175. Bad Boys 2
176. The Delta Force
177. A League of Their Own
178. Murder by Death
179. The Hot Chick
180. Shrek
181. Groundhog Day
182. Liar Liar
183. House of Sand & Fog
184. Adventures in Babysitting
185. Monty Python & the Holy Grail
186. Hedwig & the Angry Inch
187. As Good As It Gets
188. Murder By Numbers
189. The Unsaid
190. 12 Monkeys

191. Igby Goes Down
192. The Mummy
193. The New Guy
194. Girl

195. And Starring Pancho Villa As Himself
196. Valentine
197. Wag the Dog
198. Spirited Away
199. Almost Famous
200. Royal Tenenbaums
201. Citizen Kane
202. Lost In Translation
203. Sid and Nancy
204. Empire Records

205. Suspiria
206. Niagara Niagara
207. Sweethearts (w/ Janeane Garafolo)
208. Dead Man Walking
209. My Dog Skip
210. American History X
211. Minority Report
212. Spaceballs
213. The Last of the Mohicans

214. The Mists of Avalon
215. The Horseman on the Roof (French version)
216. The Birdcage
217. Peter Pan (2003)

218. Frailty
219. Men of Honor
220. Meet the Parents
221. Bend It Like Beckham
222. Speed
223. The Count of Monte Cristo
224. Highlander
225. Die Hard
226. The Goonies
227. The Last Unicorn
228. Monsters, Inc.
229. Muriel's Wedding
230. Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure
231. Cold Mountain
232. Battle Royale

233. Tampopo
234. A Face In the Crowd
235. Tigerland
235. Road Trip
236. Better than Chocolate
237. Y tu mama tambien
238. Vertigo
239. Ordinary People
240. Plata Quemada
241. Dil Se
242. Kuch Kuch Hota Hai
243. Man with a Movie Camera (1929)
244. Some Like It Hot

245. Andrei Rublev
246. A Matter of Life and Death
247. Metropolis

248. Dawn of the Dead
249. Ed Wood
250. My Beautiful Laundrette
251. The Killer
252. The Princess Bride
253. Gallipoli
254. Black Hawk Down
255. Aliens
256. Breakfast At Tiffany's
257. Pitch Black
258. Casablanca
259. My Fair Lady
260. Monster's Ball
261. Death Becomes Her
262. Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within
263. What Lies Beneath
264. Boondock Saints

265. Velvet Goldmine
266. Elizabeth
267. Anne of the Thousand Days
268. Doctor Zhivago
269. Chicago
270. Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves

275. Whale Rider
276. Victor/Victoria
277. Sense and Sensibility
278. Freaky Friday

279. Love Actually
280. The Philadelphia Story
281. Roman Holiday
282. What a Girl Wants
283. Zoolander
284. Count of Monte Cristo
285. Amelie
286. Dave
287. Brother Bear
288. A Wrinkle In Time
289. Rabbit Proof Fence
290. Bram Stoker's Dracula
291. Benny and Joon
292. October Sky
293. Mulan
294. Singing in the Rain
295. The Ninth Gate
296. Legend of the Red Dragon
297. Robin Hood: Men in Tights
298. Resident Evil 1
299. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
300. Playing Mona Lisa
301. The Man from Snowy River
302. Lady Hawke
303. Camelot
304. Catch Me if You Can
305. Holes
306. The Matrix: Reloaded
307. Cookie's Fortune
308. Crazy In Alabama
309. From Hell
310. The Ghost And The Darkness

311. La Vita e Bella
312. Triumph of the Will
313. Escape From Sobibor
314. Enemy at the Gates
315. Shining Through
316. Inventing the Abbotts
317. Bridget Jones's Diary
318. Whatever It Takes
319. Dogma
320. Mallrats
321. Hamlet (Mel Gibson version)
322. Hamlet (Kenneth Branagh version)
323. Much Ado About Nothing
324. Life Is Beautiful
325. My Big Fat Greek Wedding
326. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
327. Pump Up The Volume
328. Pi

329. The War At Home
330. The Secret Garden

331. Intermission
332. Dead Man
333. Captain Horatio Hornblower (with Gregory Peck)
334. Gangster No. 1
335. Tonari No Totoro
336. The Fox and the Hound
337. The Animatrix
338. Spiderman
339. The Empire Strikes Back
340. Seabiscuit
341. Terminator
342. Alien 3
343. The Exorcist
344. Poltergeist
345. Super Mario Brothers
346. Frankenstein (Kenneth Branaugh)
347. Titan A.E.
348. League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
349. Pride and Prejudice
350. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

351. The Black Stallion (1978)
352. 28 Days Later
353. West Side Story
354. Nausicaa
355. Giant
356. The Road to El Dorado
357. The Good Son
358. American Pie 2
359. Perfect Blue
360. All I Want
361. Enemy of the State
362. The Hours
363. Gladiator
364. Deep Impact
365. Equilibrium
366. Laputa - Castle in the Sky
367. Cowboy Bebop
368. Land Before Time
369. Rocky Horror Picture Show
370. A Clockwork Orange
371. Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
372. Reservoir Dogs

373. M (1931)
374. Happiness (1998)
375. Pink Flaminogos
376. 2001: A Space Odyssey
377. Rear Window
378. Manhunter
379. Jane Eyre

380. Indochine
381. To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! -Julie Newmar
382. The Wedding Singer
383. Closet Land
384. The Birdcage
385. Galaxy Quest
386. Truly Madly Deeply
387. The Contender
389. Sweet November
340. White Oleander
341. Wit
342. Dancer In The Dark
343. The English Patient
344. Moulin Rouge
345. The Horse Whisperer
346. The Remains of the Day
347. Funny Girl
348. Hercules
349. That Thing You Do
350. Nuts

351. Jersey Girl
352. Ghostbusters
353. Labyrinth
354. Quills
355. Sleepy Hollow
356. Interview with the Vampire

357. Sunshine State
358. Love Song
359. They
360. We Were Soldiers
361. The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert
362. Unbreakable
363. Nurse Betty
364. Billy Elliot
365. Snatch
366. Dick
367. Raiders of the Lost Ark
368. The Mummy Returns
369. Mystery, Alaska
370. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
371. Anastasia

372. Blue
373. White
374. Red
375. Two or Three Things I Know About Her
376. Strictly Ballroom
377. Secret Window
378. Scooby Doo 2
379. The Haunted Mansion
380. Once Upon A Time In Mexico
381. The One



What would your Anime life be like? by hearthlight
Name:
Gender:
Your looks:Kitty ears and few clothes.
Your best friend:A sickeningly sweet schoolgirl
Your powers:FIRE!
Your beloved:Your best friend.
Your occupation:Student.
Your ending:Moving and life affirming.
Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

I GOT A SCHOOLGIRL!!!!

4.08.2004

Meme-ing


1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
2.10 When Saint forms part of a personal name, the bearer's usage is followed:

2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?
The wall.

3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Documentary on Australian film maker getting shafted by US production system only to have his film be the highest grossing on it's opening weekend.

4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:
4:55 PM

5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?
4:35 PM

6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Clock ticking, other guy in lab sniffling.

7: When did you last step outside? what were you doing?
About an hour ago, to walk to uni from the car park.

8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?
Research Methods and Practices Assignment 1

9: what are you wearing?
Shorts, blue shirt with navy piping and NINJ4 hoody

10: Did you dream last night?
Yes

11: When did you last laugh?
Just before when I was reading the new Raymondo Person.

12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Notices and ugly beige paint.

13: Seen anything weird lately?
Nup.

14: What do you think of this quiz?
Well it sure beats doing an assignment!

15: What is the last film you saw?
Scooby Doo 2

16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?
A House

17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:
My man bosoms are shrinking.

18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?:
People would care more.

19: Do you like to dance?
With a nice young lady, yes. By myself: well I don't think that can be classed as dancing.

20: George Bush: is he a power-crazy nut case or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years?
He's an American.

21(a): Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Sarah Jane

21(b): Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Thomas Matthew

22: Would you ever consider living abroad?
Yes. Wanna give up t3h c4shz0r?

4.05.2004

Walkies!!!

STEPS : 6093 | KM : 2.7 | CALORIES : 827

In an effort to regain my once slim and girlish figure (ie, the figure of a prepubescent girl as opposed to the strapping Russian peasant girl I exhibit now), I have started doing some walking and such.

To that end I bought a pedometer on the way home from work today and henceforth will be posting my stats each day. Like you care. And once a week we'll see what my work has wrought.

I hate being almost 22.

I was driving over to Geebung today to deliver a PA and there were a bunch of Clayfield College girls in uniform running in the rain.

*sigh*

4.02.2004

Let's Sit Back And Wait


Well I put my application in for WWDC today. We'll have to see how it goes.

Since last year I've been teaching myself how to program in ObjC and Cocoa and I'm working on two apps, but I have to see whether or not the AUC thinks it's worth sending me again. I hope they do because now I have a better idea of how it goes so I can make even more use of it... Get there earlier for starters so I can get over the jetlag. And I have a job so I could stoppover somewhere on the way there or back I suppose.

I do have a rather spiffing entry in the Apple Design Awards this year, but we'll have to see what happens with it too. If we get a nomination or something I think someone mentioned last year that we'd get a shot at WWDC this year, but I'm not sure.

While my iBook is away I'm back to working on the iMac. Rendering sure does take a while, but I can't get Photoshop or GoLive to install on this machine. Also I keep mistyping stuff because actually have to push the keys down on this one where as on the iBook it seems as though my hands effortlessly glide over the keys.

BLANKET APOLOGY FOR MY APALLING SPELLING TO ANYONE I'VE BEEN IMing WITH THIS WEEK
I hope I get the iBook back soon.

3.31.2004

My Gifts Aren't Being Noticed...


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The quality that most appeals to you:Sense of Humour
In a survival situation, you:Act crazy as a diversion
Your hidden talent is:Adaptability
Your gift is:Sexual prowess
In groups, you:Work for a common goal
Your best quality is:Your generosity
Your weakness is:Your lack of imagination
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Broken iBook


My iBook is a little stuffed. The screen won't work for whatever reason, so I have put it in for fixing. In other news my ThinkGeek order arrived today.

Neen!!!!

3.30.2004

Announcement


I just found out my sister got engaged on the weekend.

So to all those people telling me that I was just being self-pitying and such in that post a week or to ago : FUCK YOU.

Oh and congratulations to Kristen and Brendan.

3.29.2004

Soooooooooooo Boooooooring


Picture : Business graduates starting jobs at the biggest Accounting firm in the world are taken for a few days to a remote resort where they are told about the company, what is expected of them and to allay any fears they may have about beginning a career in the most boring of all branches of mathematics.

Picture #2 : Bill, bored out of his brain with no net access (apart from this uber-pricey WiFi prepaid crap), no good TV and no time to do much at all.

We hacked the inhouse movie box in our room (am sharing with a workmate who is working the resort with me for this function) and could only unlock the adult channels. He's happily married, and I'm pure of mind and of heart and to tell you the truth I really couldn't care less about ugly people rooting on TV, so we reset the telebox.

That took about 5 minutes of time and it was the most exciting time I've had here.

The only thing making the boredom worthwhile is the knowledge that I'm getting a phat payoff next payday.

And now I have to go video more zaniness.

3.24.2004

Meme Thing


(_) I have never been drunk
(X) I never have smoked pot
(X) I never have kissed a member of the opposite sex
(X) I never have kissed a member of the same sex
(X) I never crashed a friend's car
(X) I have never been to Japan
(_) I never rode in a taxi
(X) I never have been in love
(X) I never had sex
(X) I never have had sex in public
(_) I never have been dumped
(X) I never shoplifted
(X) I never have been fired
(X) I have never cut myself on purpose
(X) I never have been in a fist fight
(X) I never snuck out of my parent's house
(X) I never pissed on myself
(X) I never had sex with a member of the opposite sex
(X) I never have been arrested
(X) I never made out with a stranger
(X) I never stole anything from my job
(X) I never celebrated New Year's in Time Square
(X) I never went on a blind date
(X) I never lied to a friend
(X) I never had a crush on a teacher
(X) I never celebrated Mardi-Gras in New Orleans
(X) I never have been to Europe
(X) I never skipped school
(X) I never slept with a co-worker
(X) I never have been fisted and/or have fisted anyone
(X) I never have thrown up in a bar
(X) I never have purposely set myself on fire
(_) I never have eaten sushi
(X) I never have been snowboarding
(X) I never have been happy with myself
(X) I never have met a movie star
(X) I never had sex in a pool
(X) I never went to a prom
(X) I never bungee jumped
(_) I never have been to a pop concert
(X) I never have dated someone for over a year
(X) I never sold naked pictures of myself
(_) I have never been in a car accident
(_) I have never seen a dog naked.
(_) I have never slept in the nude.
(X) I have never had a one night stand.
(_) I've never eaten cheesecake
(X) I've never had jury duty

3.23.2004

My Wishlist


ShoujoCam is back online...

Should be more online permanent-like once Optus install my ADSL. I had issues with hard disks today.

Because I work between three or four different computers depending on my location or need for either recording spaces, expensive audio monitoring or solitude I was packing a LaCie D2 80GB drive. It had FireWire (IEEE1394) and was great for video, audio, you name it. Basically it was a small case with a FireWire to IDE convertor in it, attached to a power supply and Western Digital 80GB drive, 8MB cache, etc.

Well, the firewire ports were connected to the PCB inside the case, not the case itself, so this heavy-duty feeling (6mm thick metal) case was only hiding the shoddiness inside. As soon as you push and pull the connectors (which you do with a mobile drive) a few hundred times, the solder weakens then fractures or breaks.

And you get dead ports or an intermittent connection.

Lucky me noticed this last week while I was working on a job for a client. Lucky I could trash enough junk off the internal iBook HDD to get it done. My main problem, however, came out of the fact that the drive is only 6 months old. We couldn't find the receipt and they wouldn't take a credit card statement as a proof-of-purchase. They would fix it and bill me for it, but 2 hours @ $45 plus parts and postage.

Plus they wanted me to back up the data!!! I mean, there's nothing wrong with THE DRIVE, just THE PORTS!!! Why did I buy the drive in the first place? Gah!!

Anyway, I bought a new drive casing today, plus a 120GB Western Digital Drive, 8MB cache and the guy at MusicLab also threw in another case for $100, so it cost me about the same as getting the drive repaired, but I know that the case construction on this one is hardcore.

Lesson, don't buy a LaCie d2 series drive if you want a long-lasting mobile solution.

Also, despair haunts me. I feel very unattractive. I'm beginning to resent all people with kids. Especially those who treat theirs like crap.

And I don't like multigrain bread.

The seeds get stuck in my teeth.

3.17.2004

Large One Here


I feel shamed into updating my blog. The last update wasn't really an entry, but more of a quick cut and paste.

So here is a large amount of filled in stuff since my last real blog post. It's like inJohnny Mnemonic when Johnny has this huge pile of info in his brain that is pushing to get out and it all comes out in bursts occasionally. I hear they made a movie of that a few years ago. I may get it out one of these days. All right here goes. With headlines even!!!

Zadie

Zadie's all like, gone and stuff. And she hasn't been on the internet for ages because she's high falootin' it around Melbourne with here wacky Melbourne peeps. I feel all lonely. There's nobody (apart from Patrick) to textually bitchslap me into perspective and brainful submission about stuff anymore. And no more hugs from short cute girls. Or Cassie. Oh well, there's always Brisbane Supanove. And maybe that Melbourne anime con I was gonna check out this year.

Work

So I'm really not enamoured with work at all. I mean, I like this job but I hate having to get up so early and I hate getting home at the time I do. I think my natural body rhythms want to get up around 11am and go to sleep at 4am and then I'd be fine and happy, like I was in uni last year. But this getting up at 6am and going to bed at 10pm just feels weird. Plus this thing that I'm earning pretty good cash but it never seems to be enough. I always seem to be spending it on petrol or books or something.

Uni

Uni seems cool. I'm in week 3 and just got my booking for the Orchestral Hall to record my major project, but I feel kind of "out of it" because I'm only there one day a week.

KLOK

We have a gig this Friday night but are otherwise just working away. The only motivation we seem to have is when we have an upcoming gig. DoofPat wants to wait before we start pitching clubs and stuff, but if the only thing we get going for is gigs, wouldn't it seem logical to be doing more of them?

Travel
God, I want to go overseas again. Just for the stimulus, just for the taste of it, just for the feeling. I just can't afford it. I should be able to but I can't at the moment.

Moving Out

Kind of mutual agreement that I move out of home at the end of the year has been reached. Bout time. I'll be 22 and working and stuff, but I'm not looking forward to the whole "looking for housemates" thing. I'd rather buy a house and have a mortgage and have housemates who help pay my mortgage off, but I don't think that's realistic.

Lovelife

NULL

Well, yeah. There was a girl I was interested in but there's no reciprocation. There was another, but she's not right for me. Additionally, I found myself slipping into the bad escapist habit of reading soppy fanfiction, which combined with re-reading the 5th Harry Potter book has seen me dreaming of weird Hogwarts dreams.

Except the dream I had last night. I woke up to walls covered with beads of blood, found blood on my bedsheets and when I walked out I found that I was living in a sharehouse and when I asked one of my housemates what had happened, he told me that I had gotten together with a girl that night. I found myself wondering why it was her, and trying to remember what had happened, because I know the girl in real life, but I'm not interested in her at all. Then I really woke up and was all, "Phew. Thank God it was a dream," but then I started freaking out wondering what the damn dream meant!

Well, I hope that fuels discussion in the HaloScan Comments again. I'm off to have dinner and some psychoanalysis.

3.09.2004

Attention All Girls


HASH(0x8829688)
You are a child's kiss. Completely sweet and
innocent and pure. You mean no harm and only
love in your sweet kisses.


What kind of kiss are you?
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2.21.2004

Calling All AR Developers


A big thing in wearable computing is the concept of Augmented Reality (AR). The idea that you can have your headset overlaying reality and augmenting it. Don't like the graffitti on the wall? Your computer can replace it with a digital scenic view or classic painting. You could attach virtual post-it notes to things. You could meet someone in the street and instantly have all their information scroll up in a sidebar so it looks like you're a people person instead of a freak wearing a computer to compensate for your personal inadequacies.

I'd like one to put up a display with stats, like an RPG or a renai game. That way when I'm talking to the girl I'm interested I can gauge responses and such correctly by having the data in a way I'm familar with and that I can easily understand and observe the effects my actions have on the situation.

That way I wouldn't feel like I feel tonight where I'm not sure if I said the right thing or freaked her out or what. Honestly. I hate my fucking life. I wonder if I can get some kind of warranty replacement for my human relational skills? I'm seriously considering it because these one's I'm running are fully defective. I don't know where I stand at all at anytime, I don't know what I'm doing 95% of the time and the other 5% I'm suffering from insane delusions that "Hey. This girl is cute, funny, intelligent. And she seems to like me. Maybe we could hit it off" that always turn out to be more gutting that a triple vindaloo made with senna leaves.

In other news, I'm a stark raving basket case, destined to be alone for all time while everybody overtakes me in life career-wise, relationship-wise and family-wise.

2.19.2004

So filled with hate...


So I apply for iinet's bangin', well priced ADSL service. Then I get the following e-mail


A full Service Qualification has now been conducted on your nominated phone
line. Unfortunately your application for ADSL has been rejected due to
Incompatible Infrastructure ? RIM (Remote Integrated Multiplexer).

RIM (Remote Integrated Multiplexer) technology allows a communications carrier
to run fibre-optic cable to a location and then convert the fibre signal into
traditional phone services. RIMs are significantly cheaper to install in remote
locations where there is no existing copper infrastructure, such as new outer-
suburban housing estates, outback bush and islands. Unfortunately, ADSL cannot
currently be applied to phone lines running through a RIM.

As this is a phone line hardware incompatibility, there is nothing iiNet can do
further with the nominated phone number. You are welcome to supply an
alternative line number for iiNet to try for ADSL compatibility if you have
one, or you may like to consider one of iiNet?s many dial-up options.


And then, I start getting their NEWSLETTER in my e-mail!!! I mean, you won't subscribe me to your service, but you'll send me your propaganda!!!!!???!??!?!! And additionally, I can't get tel$tra cable either, and I'm not forking out almost a grand to get satellite. So now we have Tel$tra, the national telco unable to provide somebody who lives 23km from the center of Brisbane, in the middle of an established suburb with either the infrastructure or ability to recieive broadband internet.



Anybody else see something wrong with this? Oh, boy can I count the fucking ways.

2.15.2004

Ewwwww...


Apparently, Karaoke on Friday night was not for Bec's birthday, so I stand corrected, both in my comments section and in outraged type on her blog.

In other news, I feel like crap. I kind of got a little summer flu from work last week. As some of you know, the result of four years of Music Technology studies at the Queensland Conservatorium of Music has seen me gain employment as an AV Technician for a company that does conference staging and general AV hire. Consequently a sizeable part of my job involves running all over Brisbane in an econovan delivering whiteboards, data projectors and other assorted AV items. It's been really hot this last week and jumping in and out of 30 degree heat into a 23 degree air-conditioned building then back through the 30 degree heat into a 40 degree van doesn't help if you're trying to avoid an illness. Additionally, my throat was hurting a little on Thursday night so Friday night karaoke didn't help none.

On the plus side I got to sing more Savage Garden songs to piss off Patrick, but Shawn sang too and because she's his girlfriend his outrage was tempered. I also sang "I've Got Faith" which for those of you who bother to stay up late and watch channel 9, is the theme from Star Trek Enterprise, and because my voice was all husky from singing "Bohemian Rhapsody" I nailed it all cool.

Now I'm sitting in the office at work on a Sunday night waiting for people to arrive so we can go and pull plasma screens out of the Brisbane International Motor Show. Fun.

2.11.2004

Wow, Blue Fairy!! I'm a Real Blog!!!


Panic tells me that my blog looks too much like a real one, what with all the quizilla quizzes all over it. So with great aplomb ask you to find out "What Kind Of Blog Do You Have?

Okay, so here's the lowdown. My band has it's webpage up at http://klokband.tripod.com. I went ice skating last night and got horriffic blisters from too small skates. Looks as though I shall have to buy a pair. At least I can afford to now. Uni goes back in two weeks, Bec is doing karaoke on Friday night for her birthday, Paul Coleman Trio are playing Gateway on Saturday night and Sunday night I have to strikedown the Brisbane International Motor Show. Yay, fun!.

2.09.2004

This One I Agree With


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The Dreamer
Escapes from society into a daydream where beauty
and adventure are all at her fingertips. She
still seeks to find aspects of her imagined
world in the real one, childlike almost in her
perspective, naive at times but genius at
others, a thirst for new ideas, new
information, new places all in the hope to find
what she longs for, but as of yet can only find
in her dreams...


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Accurate?


Angel
You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.


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2.06.2004

See????!??!?! More Evidence!!????!


Aphrodite
Aphrodite/Eros


?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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2.03.2004

I'm A Princess!!


My inner child is six years old today

My inner child is six years old!


Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can
read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole
big world out there to do it in. Just so long
as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my
three best friends with me, of course.


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1.30.2004

Been Chillin'


And whooooooooeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

So I been kinda chillin' over that last week or so, what with no work or nothing. Watched the Kevin Smith back catalogue of films from the local Video Ezy. One thing that pisses me off is the shitty quality of the DVDs I've been hiring. Not the content, althought Black Knight is pure garbage, but the actual condition of the DVDs. I've had to take 3 back because my DVD player wouldn't read them or would stutter and shut itself down when it encountered bad encoding errors.

I'm used to seeing DIVX clips mosaic over like an epileptic vision switcher's paintbox control, but on these DVDs!!!

Also saw A Clockwork Orange all the way through, instead of in bits and pieces, as well as The Excorcist. It was interesting, watching a pretty hokey film rendition of demons incarnate in a pre-pubescent girl, followed by the exorcism itself.

This coupled with the treatment of Christian dogmatic theology in Dogma was quite thought provoking. In The Excorcist the two priests go through all this ritual crap to cast out a demon, when in reality the simple commandment to leave, spoken by any Christian (and I mean it in the "one who aspires to be Christ-like", not in the "Believes-in-God-At-Christmas") in the name of Jesus should have been successful.

I don't know, maybe I'm desensitized to violence and horror or maybe because I know the outcome of the game before it's even been played, but films like The Excorcist, Stigmata, End of Days, etc aren't that spooky or anything to me.

In other news, KLOK has another gig at SU Leaders weekend. When I pay off my credit card I'll finally get the website launched under it's own domain name, but for the meantime I am tweaking design.

I must go now and have lunch. At 8.45pm.

Boy do I feel rock and roll!!!

1.25.2004

Poor Excuse For A Post


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Raining Stuff


Argggh!!! So it was t3h rainy last night. And will be tonight.

Additionally, I watched DVDs last night. And ate food.

In other news, I feel better than the last time I posted. I spent so much time taking unwarranted, unhelpful criticism in high school (enough to drive me to clinical depression and the joys of medication contained therein) that I find brutal honesty quite hard to take. I did take it, in the form of this e-mail, but I wasn't happy about it.

I'm not going to post the rest of the e-mail because it discusses some other people who should not be named here, but as this blog is a record of my stuff I feel that the entry below, along with the introduction is an accurate representation of the crapness I felt at the time.

1.21.2004

Gee. Don't I Feel Good.


Received today from "friend". Reprinted are selections for you viewing pleasure. Make up your own mind whether it's accurate, because it seems like I am incapable of gauging my own accurate assessment of other people, let alone myself.

You dominate every social interaction you participate. You trample other people's conversations Activities. or anything else they might be doing. You seem to turn every conversation back to you somehow.

The fact is, that if girls are fobbing you off, it's probably for the same reason that anybody else would. Because you're so draining to be around. You suck the energy right out of people, cause you demand so much attention from them. On a different note. Surely you must have a need for acceptance that is pretty deep. Or you wouldn't go to such lengths. But it's just not normal.

To analyze it simply, you�ve got bad manners.� To look at it more closely, you've got a problem Bill.

I'm not trying to kick you when you're down, I'm trying to ram it into you so you can't avoid it.� You need to do something about this.�Your intentions are reasonably good, but you seem to be totally oblivious to your actions or other people's feelings.

1.20.2004

My Boring-arse Day


Okay, I phoned work today spoke to me manager about work, and because it's thenew year slow period I am getting the next week or two off. Which is good, kind of.

So today I watched more West Wing DVDs and read a ridiculously large number of Harry Potter fanfics. The downside to not having work is the large MasterCard bill I have and the lack of monies that will be forthcoming from this lack of work. In other news I am a champion genius machine of photography after getting my photos back from camp. There are a few really nice ones in there, which I am reluctant to let go. Mind you, it would be kind of creepy to be hanging onto them, 'specially since they are of campers, but apart from that I am very happy with them. It's disturbing the number of people who have said "Oh, e-mail it to me," and have been rather surprised when I say, "Uh, actually I took them with a film camera, so you'll have to wait till I get them scanned."

Funny.

1.19.2004

10k


Check it... you're Yukon Makoto! w00h00!
Who Are You in the 10K Commotion? (10 Questions to Find Your Inner 10K Star)

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1.17.2004

Tired, Sore & Happy


I have returned from SMADD. Over for another year. Went well. Had a good study group. My core group, Media, produced some nice cinema ads and the camp Zine. I had the opportunity to talk seriously with a bunch of other people about other stuff, which was cool. I kind feel a lot better about some of the stuff in my life after taking a week out to do God stuff and work through some stuff with the other leaders.

Bizzarely, last night I had a camper ask me for dating advice, and as I was talking to him something kind went *brinnnnnnnnnnng*. See, I was saying how dating someone requires an outlay of energy and emotions, so why would you invest those things into a relationship that you knew was going to go nowhere. And I realised that that's a major reason I haven't really "gone out" with anybody. I've been out with 3 or 4 different girls once or twice, but I haven't really found anyone that has made me go "Woah!!" and there's not really anybody I seriously can or have seen myself with for an extended period of time.

So that was an interesting thought.

Anyway, pancake brunch tomorrow and BAS, followed by Watoto Children's choir on tour at my church.

1.13.2004

Quickie In A Broom Closet


Alright. I'm currently on Summer SMADD, my annual pain-rite involving a week's worth of no sleep and working with teenagers. Well, it's not that bad, but I'm having an interesting time this year. See, it's hot, humid and the dorms at this campsite are kind of like the ones in high school. They have the same kind of carpets and the smell of a room of teenage boys in summer hasn't changed much.

It's been quote bizzare and I can tell you that I have, on more than one occasion in the last 72 hours, been transported back to the lower level of Palmer House, sometime in January, almost three quarters of a decade ago.

The difference this time being that I'm not inclined to sleep with a metal bar beside my bed to defend my physical wellbeing after lights out.

BTW, the title of this post refers to my current connection mode. I'm inside a storage cupboard filled with chairs and have a 2 meter butchered phone cable patched into the main PABX service line patch. ph34r my l33t t3lc0 h4x0r sk177z.

^_^

1.09.2004

Weird Dreams


So I totally had a weird dream last night. Which I then woke up from and then had weird dream two.

Now for whatever reason this was, and I don't know why, I was on irc and these guys in Michigan, USA invited me over for dinner. I said, "Sure," and grabbed my passport and headed to the airport. I bought a plane ticket and flew to Michigan then hired a car. It's winter in America of course, so I am driving on the wrong side of the road (for us, the correct one for them) and have just pulled out of the parking lot and have realised that I didn't even bring a bottle of wine or something.

So I turned around, flew home, grabbed a nice bottle of wine from my wine rack and then flew back to the US and hired another car and drove through a snowstorm to these peoples house, and I remember feeling incredibly embarassed because I was wearing a tie and they weren't.

The dinner went until the early hours, so I stayed overnight and the next morning we went to Denny's for breakfast, followed by a trip to some white, research looking building filled with people in white uniforms and stuff. I don't remember the specifics, but all of a sudden I was being chased by a guy in a black suit (very nicely tailored for his long torso) and I ran through the facility and out another door and it was late afternoon and I guess the season was spring or early summer, because everything was really green and I ran past a river.

I got a cab to the airport and then I woke up.

I remember thinking in that weird hazy dreamy kind of way that I'd have to go back to their house to get the hire car, or I'd have to pay a $100 collection fee to the car rental agency.

Then I went back to sleep and had the recurring dream about the girl.

See, there's this girl in my dreams, and she's always the same one, and I can see her and remember what she looks like, and I could even describe her now, but I won't because people will draw conclusions. But anyway, I talk to her and she talks back and it's like we're totally clicking and stuff, but everytime I wake up I always realise that I forgot to ask her her name.

I don't know her name, and that's kind of good in a way, but not good. I think I need to have a serious talk about this one, because it's spooky. Starting to freak me out.

1.01.2004

Happy New Year


Right, so I went to a new year party with BAS people. We drank, swam, talked.

Dante got drunk again and decided to take on random people in his usual subtle way of deciding to die. They took him away in an ambulance. Because he had a broken nose. Because he is an idiot.

In other news, I saw Peter Pan the other day. It was cool. Really cool. Jason Isaacs is the biznatch with the shiznatch. I was impressed.

12.30.2003

It's Good To Be The King!


So Sunday night I went to Indooroopilly to see the LoTR Marathon with Shawn, Bec and T. It was good. I napped a little in The Two Towers during the boring Rohan politik, but was good through Helms Deep. We got out of the theatre at about 6.50 and were blinded.

Notable points include enhancing frozen theatre cokes with vodka, lots of pretty girls, some in pjs and finally being able to say "Swinging a chain, swinging a chain" and have it match onscreen references.

I went to work after that for a few hours, then came home. I went to be around 1pm and woke up this morning around 0600. Long sleep.

Now I'm off to get my hairs cut and to hit JB Hifi for some goodness. Oh t3h love.

12.27.2003

Sorry. You Weren't Invited


Allrighty!!! So Christmas, what?

Nothing special this year. After church, I was floating around in the pool during the morning. I was drinking beer in the pool! How cool and like, totally Hollywood am I? And I got horiffic sunburn over my shoulders and the top of my chest. Bizzarre factoid : I did not get sunburn in the middle of my chest, and I don't know why. Perhaps it could have something to do with the hair I have there. That would explain why I never get sunburnt on my legs below the knee. I get sunburn on the thighs.

Well, once. And I was wearing speedoes. But I was like, 9 at the time. And didn't have much body hair.

Well, none actually. Oh well.

Anyway, my grandparents arrived and we had lunch, followed by the Great Present Unwrapping.

Highlights From The Gifts
First Aid Kit for Car.
Travel Blanket for Car.
Refidex for Car.
Armourall Carwash Kit for Car.
The Little Book of Calm (Black Books reference - not actually because I'd follow any of that crap)
Bottle of Jack Daniels

So there you have some stuff!!! Now, Boxing Day consisted of me getting up at some ungodly hour (like 0500) and doing some food shopping to fetch the rest of the ingredients I needed for my happy fun time Boxing Day "Swim In Bill's Pool and Eat The Stuff What He Cook-eths(tm) Day".

I made a bannana curry chicken, basil pesto fettucine, 20kg of couscous and some salads. I also made a really nice champagne sorbet which I forgot to serve, but that's okay, because there's nothing I like more for an afternoon snack than a bowl of icey champagne, egg white and sugar.

Shawn, Bec and Neal arrived first, followed by Chris, followed by Rachel, Justine and Ray, followed by Patrick and Zadie. Oh the madcap action.

We talked, ate, swam, talked, then some piked and others stayed. We watched Series 7 and KungPow - Enter the Fist then people left and I drove Patrick, Ray and Miwako home. Miwako being the Japanese homestay student Patrick is hosting at the moment. Additionally, however, we watched some Live Action Sailormoon, some Kimi ga Nozomu Eien and listened to Bec and Patrick grill Miwako on the correct terminology for "boyfriend" in Japanese, but not using the word kare which is apparently slang and Bec got in trouble for using it at uni. Or something.

Then I woke up this morning after having weird dreams involving me, a girl and the waltz from the end of Disney's Beauty and The Beast, finished cleaning up from happy fun time Boxing Day "Swim In Bill's Pool and Eat The Stuff What He Cook-eths(tm) Day" and then went in to Hawthorne to see School Of Rock with Jack Black. Funny.

What else is funny is the following transcript. I have edited the name, but what follows is the result of my fun boredom annoying Zadie. She has a 16 year old female friend who she is having at Pancakes tomorrow. This is my delicious torture :


Me: describe her to me
Zedstar: She's about my height
Zedstar: has dark brown hair that she dyes a plummy red
Zedstar: brown eyes
Zedstar: olivey skin (but quite pale for olive skin)
Zedstar: big smile
Me: continue
Me: please
Zedstar: that's about it
Zedstar: When she gets giggly and embarrassed she tends to cover
her mouth
Zedstar: long hair
Zedstar: what else?
Me: see, this thing you're wanting, me not hitting on her
Me: this sounds really hard
Zedstar: DUDE
Zedstar: She's so YOUNG
Zedstar: She's 5 years younger than you
Zedstar: and to be honest- she'd freak out about you
Me: in the good way?
Me: Why?
Zedstar: cause she's little (size wise), and is NOT INTERESTED,
and would think you're a freak
Zedstar: she like anime, but half hearted
Zedstar: and you being into all the "girlie" anime- she'd think
you were a freak
Me: excuse me
Me: i do actually have interests outside of anime
Me: and secondly, what does size have to do with anything?
Zedstar: Well- you would be intimidating because you're so
much taller than her
Me: yes
Me: because i'm really fucking threatening
Zedstar: Well- you're a lot bigger than HER
Zedstar: and you're OLDER
Zedstar: so you're gonna be more intimidating
Zedstar: Even if you wear a pink bunny suit- it still would
be freaky
Me: uhh
Me: that would be disturbing
Me: a 6'3" pink bunny...
Zedstar: see? you're like a foot taller than her
Zedstar: Just leave it
Me: no
Zedstar: And she's a heathen
Zedstar: like me
Zedstar: She don't want none of your religion-ness
Me: i want to know what's wrong with me being taller
than a girl?
Me: sorry if i like small girls
Zedstar: Being THAT much taller is intimidating
Me: but newsflash - i liked small girls before i got into anime
Zedstar: So?
Me: so, why is it intimidating?
Zedstar: It's that SMALLER people feel threatened by BIGGER
people
Zedstar: Because you could step on her
Zedstar: Jesus
Zedstar: it's a fucking common thing
Me: if i were to utilize my height in a threatening manner it
would be intimidating
Me: i don't want to hear about your underwar
Zedstar: what ABOUT my underwear?
Me: sorry
Me: i thought you wrote "fucking common thong"
Me: really bad i know
Zedstar: ah
Zedstar: Yes
Zedstar: I'm not really into them
Me: buttfloss
Zedstar: WHY pay for undies that AUTOMATICALLY give
you a wedgie?
Me: what kind of undies does she wear?
Zedstar: That brand "Bill's NEVER going to see"
Zedstar: THAT brand


God that was fun. I mean, really really fun!

And for the record, I don't intend to hit on her tomorrow, but the important thing is that Zadie thought I was going to.

12.23.2003

Master The Possibilities...


So I got a credit card. Whee!! I placed my first internet order today, along with the happy fun time goodness that waiting two weeks for my order brings. In addition to this, I also used money I earned from work to purchase some heavily discounted Box Sets at JB Hifi. This consisted of the Evangelion Movie Collection and the first two Seasons of the West Wing, which I have love for.

Yes, it's American and yes it's American Politics, which are the template for failed systems in many third world countries, but nonetheless it has Martin Sheen kicking ass in it and it has the girl playing Zoe, the President's daughtet.

Damn she is hot. Like, whooooo!!!

Anyway, I shall return to my ICQing and fun.

12.18.2003

And Some More...




What Shoujo Mascot Are You?



Who's Your Anime Girlfriend?



What Magical Girl Are You?



What NERV Child Are You?

Christmas Approaches


Yep. Done my shopping. All good.

Check this out. Basically Penny Arcade set up a wishlist at Amazon.com and told people about it. The idea is that all the stuff people bought on it goes to the Seattle Children's Hospital. Nice sentiments, nice use of Geeks.

Particularly though, is some of the photography. Such as this which is what 87 GameBoys look like when photographed by somebody who knows about focus.

Which is something the projectionist neglected to learn about when I saw Scary Movie 3 last week.

12.16.2003

Whirlwind Updata


Haven't posted for a while, but you can see that. Those of you that care.

Long stories short, making an attempt not to bitch self pityingly about shit you don't care about.

1. Went out a few times with a girl who I thought (still think, but won't admit it because that hurts) was (is) amazing. She was cute, we had bulk stuff in common, we're both doing uni degrees that lead to penniless artistic destitution, and she was nice. Didn't work out, I ended up confused, usual story for me, if you read the back issues of the blog.

2. Work is good. I like money. I like employment. That is nice.

3. Two good friends of mine started going out without telling me, leaving me to find out from disturbed BAS people. According to another friend this may be because they know I'm kind of down about the whole dating thing, seeing as my attempt to conform to the world's patterns failed, thus leaving me with a mail-order Russian as a last resort, and they didn't want to aggravate me. Actually, I'm miffed that they didn't tell me. I mean, I'd rather they be happy with each other than some loser arseholes.

4. Got my Uni results. Distinction in the subject I desperately needed one in. I busted my arse in that subject and I'm happy it pays off. Now my fate rests in the hands of College Committee to see what happens about my Honours application.

That's about it.

I just felt like I needed to update this blog, because I haven't done so for a while.

11.07.2003

Oh, How I Hate The Summer


New job-thingy. I work for an AV Staging company. You want Plasma Screens/Data Projectors/Video Cameras/Screens/Audio Gear/etc you call us, I deliver and set up the gear, then arrive later to remove it for you.

In other news, the heat is annoying. All these cute girls walking around in shorts/skirts/singlet tops/blouses and worst of all SUNDRESSES!!! Damn cuteness!!!

Congrats to Tigris on her newfound employment. I worked a 40 hour week this week and watched as the tax man took nearly a quarter of my hard earned dollars. Then, as a kick in the teeth, this morning I had to do a job at the Queensland Treasury Corporation (government money-minders), only to find out that their ofice is being retrofitted into some kind of cocktail bar or club. Well, at least that's what it looked like. As far as I could tell, it was all chrome and glass and such. Nice. But not when I'm bloody paying for it!!!

10.20.2003

An Update Occurs / The Planets Circle The Sun / CBF


CBF being the catchphrase of the moment (Cherry Blossoms Falling), which one uses as a lazy way out of completing an English lanugage haiku.

Haiku being a Japanese form of verse popularised in the 11th Century by an itinerant monk named Bashou, who was particularly at home with the three lined couplets of 5 syllables, 7 syllables & 5 syllables again. One of his works translates as In the fisherman's hut / mingled with dry shrimp / crickets are chirping.

Mmmmm. Still life expressed through verse.

Wow, that is one long explanation of post title. Damn I'm multifaceted. That would be another reason any girl would be mad to pass up this veritible adonis. Adonis being a roman...

Not starting that again!!!

Went and saw "Weird" Al Yankovic last week. His first tour outside of North America! Yay! Anyway, it was good. Played the first gig with my electronic music duo "KLOK" on Friday night. At the Brisbane Powerhouse's Spark Bar no less. Very nice. Also had an offer from Naru to set me up with a friend of hers at Suki's halloween shindig or something.

Naru knows what my story is and knows what I'm looking for in potential counterpart, so if I'm disappointed I get a money back guarantee. Although I don't actually remember paying her anything.

Hmmm...

10.08.2003

--Snip--


Me: life sucks
(F) Angel - 7/10: Tell me about it
Me: okay
Me: life sucks
Me: like a vax
Me: it's so crap
Me: and it smells
Me: like bum
Me: like MOULDY bum
(F) Angel - 7/10: Okay, you can shut up now
Me: with rancid goatscheese in the crack

10.04.2003

Oh the pain-ness-ism


Well I am bruised, battered, stiff-jointed and sore-lower-backered.


Indeed, I have just returned from the first inaugural virgin premiere of GENTS camp. See, I have this theory - women are pure distilled chaos. You take all the craziness in the universe, which of course must be slightly more than the good stuff and non-chaosness, because if they were both equal then the universe would be stagnant and boring, like the latest Hillsong book, or all niceness and cuddles, like me.


Anyways (And I'm rambling because my coffee is too hot to drink so I'm not caffienated yet), women are the vessels for all chaos. Because there are slightly more women then men, this works out to be a plausible thing of stuff that is the thing.


GENTS camp was reasonable women free, except that there was a large church camp happening on the other campsite at Luther Heights (we were in the lower one, oh SplashOut devotees). The problem was that certain 13 year old hormone-addled losers decided that they would try to pick up these girls who were on this camp. So, when our camp was on the oval and the other camp was using the tennis courts (which were right next to the oval) these boys were attached to the netting "chatting up the hotties" as I heard it described.


Not that any of us were worried, because any Christian father that saw the mere quality of these boys would have burned them to ash with laser beams of fatherly protection emitted from their paternal eyes. But it was more the complete lack of any clue these guys seemed to have. I mean, if you want to attract a girl, I would have thought whipping a leader across the face with an inner tube you found lying around would be something that you WOULDN'T do right in front of the object of your advances.


And for the record, I'm not the leader who received the whippage.


In a similar vein, displaying your colorful grasp of obscenities, but complete lack of the rest of the English language at the top of your lungs wouldn't be a good idea either.


Anyways, it was a good camp and God made 4 newbie Christians out of the motley crew, so it was all good.


Until the evil water slides at Olympia decided to re-array our spinal vertabrae.


Now, onto another similar topic. Here is a section of a news post from Penny Arcade :


I need to let you in on some of this Bible Camp action. They're like
pretty much every other summer camp, except they have a special guest
- Christ Jesus! Certainly the activities were Christ Centered, even
soccer, but in practice what it does is add even more drama to a
demographic with no shortage of it to begin with. Now, instead of you
meeting a girl and it just being regular-old, run-of-the-mill destiny,
now a divine hand was at play, the architect of being had invented
this union. Everything takes place in a religious context at these
things, and so it seemed plain to me that Jesus wanted me to spend a
lot of time with girls. I was happy for the help, because let me tell
you I had already exhausted the supply at my own church.



Now, I find this amusing. Mainly because it's funny, and secondly because it's probably true for some of these camper relationships that occur. Read the rest of the article to see the results of the "Chastity Dance" and the other amusement.

9.25.2003

Broken Tigris


Tigris As Miho from Megatokyo.

#megatokyo@aniverse
Heretic: Wow, that is one depressed cosplayer.
cortwirc: yeah.. damn. get that girl some Paxil
Heretic: Caption: "I'm really, really, really depressed. I'm also dressed up as Miho."

9.24.2003

Belated Updata


#megatokyo@aniverse
shoujo: well, you know, whenever women look at me, the background becomes obscured by a rapid spontaneous growth of flowers
shoujo: And I take up an entire page
Otacon: ...
Otacon: riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight
shoujo: ^_^
mp122984: Well of course the background fills with flowers. The women need something to look at.


And with that, here commences some kind of update.

So I graduated from Uni. I've got a Bachelor of Music - Music Technology, and am now working on a subject to get my requirements up for entry into honours for next year. Oh the fun and stuff.

Supanova has been and gone. I was there on the Friday to setup and the Sunday to run the Madman Anime Theatre. I wore a blue shoulder length bob wig with sparkly bits woven in, topped off by furry nekomimi. My mother said that I make a very unnatractive girl.

Well you can't be a hot guy and a hot girl can you. I mean, you can't have it both ways.

Anyways, I am working on Kidsgames stuff, the stuff for the Strawberry*Drop project, as well as other stuff. More shall be posted later.

Customary Bitch About Women

Meh. I kinda really don't care anymore. It seems as though nobody's interested and to tell you the truth, I'm kinda sick of the whole "Getting My Hopes Up" thing. The trick is to not go completely the other way and really become utterly bitter.

Doing a real good job with that.

9.15.2003

My Return


I've been spending some time finding myself. Here are the results :

My crappy little elf name is Leafwind Moonface.
What's yours?


My goddamn rock solid ghetto shiznit name is Fellatio Jones.
What's yours?


My Iraqi Leadership Name is al-Kubaysi al-Faisal Uday Sulayman Dhiyab.
What's yours?


My Mormon name is Arville Conden!
What's yours?


My insulting name is Labialips Slutmonkey!
What's yours?



Shoujo

8.06.2003

What I've been doing Wrong


Obviously, this is what girls want.

^_^

Nothing To Do But Blog


I got nothing else to do but blog. Gee whizz, how bored am I.

blahblahblahlovemeblahblahblahtwistedknifebladeinmyheartblahblahblahsakura
blahblahblahmysterygirlblahblahblahblahharoldholtblah
blahblahblahblah.

8.05.2003

Americans!!


Heh. I just arrived in the city and was on my way across the Victoria Bridge to uni when I saw something so hilarious that I had to share it with you, dear reader. That's right. You are my reason for living. I want you. I need you. Oh baby, oh baby.

Reet. Anywho, i was crossing Adelaide Street and I saw two guys on the corner wearing nothing but boxer shorts and ugh boots (ugly sheepskin slippers that come halfway up the shin, non-Aussies) and handcuffs.

The had some writing on their stomachs, but I couldn't quite see it, then they turned around and some more writing on their backs. I could see that. A publicity stunt for American Wedding. I'm sure the idea worked well in the US but I'm not sure that the concept transferred well to Australia.

Not because our bucks nights aren't like that. Au Contraire (pardon my French - it's crap, I know), I have a friend who ended up in Gaffa Tape underwear at his. No, I take issue with the timing dear human-spooge-being.

It's still winter here!!! I'm not sure it would be worth the pitiful award rates these guys would be sure to be earning to parade around in coldness temperatures, but hey. It takes all kinds.

8.04.2003

Sickness


I feel sooooo ill right now. Everybody's been sick lately and now it's my turn. Today I'm not doing uni because I feel so sick.

I went to my friend Rachel's 24th on Saturday night. There was this DVD with 80s film clips on it. Incredibly wrong. Oh soooo sickening.

I kill me now with sticks. The pain!!!! I'm going to have a sleep now.

7.26.2003

Post-Wedding Depression


Oh well. Here we go again.

Due to my age, and the relative proximity of my friends in age to myself, whenever they get married, I tend to feel a little depressed. Partially because the dynamics of the friendship are now going to change, being that now they are married and all.

And this is not a bad thing, and I'm not particularly bitching about it because that would be petty and jealous, but moreso mourning the passage of time, and the fact that all things change and good things must come to an end.

Then of course follows the personal comparison to one's self. Oh the joy and merriment of watching the ceaseless parade of friends becoming engaged and getting married while you watch from the sidelines in some sort of temporal relationship displacement bubble.

And the fact that married friends home in on this with comments like, "Oh Bill! You look so nice!" - Well thank you, but you're taken. Does that mean that my powers of attraction only work on married women?. "Don't worry. Your turn will come." - Yeah. Right. I'm not holding my breath.

I'm not bitter about marriage. I look forward to the possiblity of one day taking part in one, but that would involve being engaged, which would require a girlfriend.

With my luck I would have a better shot at winning Gold Lotto tonight, without having purchased a ticket.

7.15.2003

My US Travel Diary


Here is my travel diary from my trip to the US in June for the Apple Worldwide Developers Conference in San Francisco. Cheers!!!

Brisbane Airport International Terminal

0911 AEST Friday June 20




After getting up at the usual time (around 6) I checked all my gear and put it in the car. Went to the airport, etc.


Enjoyed a nice cup off airport coffee and marvelled at the Brisbane International Terminal. Reminds me of an indoor aquatics center without the pool or smell of chlorine. I went to check my bag in and got the "Did you pack this bag yourself, are you carrying anything for anyone?"



"Well, Miss, I do have this torch that I've beeen carrying, burning with passion for some--oh, right! Well apart from this packet of white powder that Columbian-looking guy asked me to hold for him."



Anyway, I have an exit row seat, because I rang up and asked if I could get one. This hopefully means that I won't have to worry about cramped legs, although reading the prohibited items in cabin, I was rather disturbed to find that I couldn't take any golf clubs on board. How else am I supposed to combat deep vein thrombosis? And I can't take any swords on board, which kind of leaves the peasants in the lurch if I can't mete out some Samurai justice on the evil Shogun if he decides to pillage or rape the poor villagers.



Wandered around looking for a powerpoint to plug into once I got through customs and security. Deduced that perhaps display cabinets and the television things they have dotted around the terminal might contain some kind of outlet for cleaners. Success!! See, I did charge up my iBook last night, but I want to save that battery for later. You know, when I'm on the plane and stuff. Found a comfy chair, sat down and jacked in. Tried to connect to Optus Wireless. Found out that I have to register separately from my normal optus account. I figure I should be able to log in normally via my normal OptusNet login, but unfortunately this proves not to be the case. Capitalists!



A guy has just asked me if I know of any other power points. American says he saw me wandering around and figured what I was doing. Well, gee! What a genius machine! Anyhoo, I told him where I saw some others and he wandered off.



Don't really have too much to say right now. That's been about it so far, so I hope you enjoy this little journal of mine.



Auckland Airport International Terminal

1706 NZST Friday June 20




Just a quick note while we stop in New Zealand. Auckland looks so cool from the air. Pretty crap from the ground. I've got some photos and that's all she wrote.



The guy I mentioned in my last entry (looking for powerpoint) is actually sitting right next to me. His name is Joel and he has just spent a month in Cairns on a research thingy doing marine biology. He's from Florida and he's on his way home. Very rainy and bleak here. Not too much to say apart from the nice view past the endless miles of tarmac, which consists of green rolling hills and water. I mean, the water isn't rolling of course, but you know what I mean. I hope.



I watched "Phone Booth" on the plane. That was entertaining. At least it took my mind off the kiwi's sitting next to me who were nursing a toddler and a looks-to-be-pretty-damned-newborn.



Before we could get back into the gate lounge we had to get searched by the security. I had to take my shoes off and have them inspected as well as my bag and stuff. The NZ security guy spoke very "eccented keewee ind usked me if my
shoes weir reel docs", because of the size and everything.



It's all good though. I'm intending to sleep on the plane as much as I can and see the other movie that looks interesting which is "Shanghai Knights".



I will write you next time I get a chance, which will probably be in the USA.



QANTAS Flight QF25 BNE-LAX via AUK

0749 PDT Friday June 20




Well I'm still in the air. Out flight didn't end up leaving Auckland on time. It was about an hour or so late. Couldn't sleep, although I tried. Didn't even manage to doze but I was kept entertained by the various channels on this inflight entertainment system. Individual screens, fancy remotes/really expensive credit card satellite phones to navigate. As Joel (the American guy I mentioned in my last two posts) said, it's kind of a let down that they're not touchscreen, but as I pointed out, this IS economy class.



One really cool thing is the "flightpath". It's basically a slide show of information updated in realtime that is mostly useless (at 0756 PDT doing 942km/hour @ 10 082 meters and it's -46 degrees outside) but nonetheless entertaining. Obviously the altitude is screwing with my brain!



I have some bits of paper to fill out so that they'll let me into the country and once we land, it's a mad dash to the INS to get my passport done, then I have to collect my suitcase, check it for my American Airlines flight to San Francisco from Los Angeles and get to the gate and board!



I wonder if I can get the airport people to play that Tchaikovsky music from "Home Alone" over the PA as I hurtle down the concourse...



Los Angeles Airport

1256 PDT Friday June 20




Customs. Bleah. Didn't take long to get through. Only about 45 minutes and they didn't check my bags. Go figure. Of course, after I waited for 30 minutes in another line in order to get to the domestic terminal for my connection to San Francisco I had a great security cheeckpoint experience.



I had to pull my laptop out to be scanned seperately, which is fine. Then I had to get my films and camera out to be searched seperately, because of they'll be nuked by the US x-ray machines. Then I had to take my shoes off. My eight hole Doc Martins which I wore so that they wouldn't be an extra 5kg of weight in my bag.



Finally I get through, locate my gate (which would have to be all the way at the end of the damn terminal and just as I get there the unspeakable happens.



The flight is moved up to another gate at the first end of the terminal I was at!!!!! So of course I run (hearing in my head the magical Home Alone Airport Concourse Music. Or Sabre Dance by Shostakovich and when I get there - the flight is delayed.



Starbucks : Ramada Plaza Hotel

1641 PDT Friday June 20




I've been awake now for 23 hours and 43 minutes.



I was very close to making the decision to start some genocide after the connection from LAX to SFO and the main reason was some whiny little yank brat who visually reminds you of that bastard "I'm gonna show you how to eat a oreo" kid and constantly whinged for his mum to "look it".



Apart from the hideous grammar, which should be beaten out of American kids with a stick at knifepoint on a South Central bus stop late at night during the LA riots, he kept it up for the duration of the 45 minutes we were in the ear. The rest of the time he was screaming that he wanted to go to the other side of the plane (when the plane was banking, mind you) because he couldn't see anything but the wing



So royally ticked off was I when I went through the checkpoint and finally left that damn airport complex/system/labyrinth/prototype for Diakatana map (yes, Daikatana sucks, and therein is my simile). I got my back and headed up to get a bus to the hotel, got on the Super Shuttle (as recommended by good old Uncle Peter) and was driven through the back streets of SFO by Daryl, who kind of reminded me of Bill Cosby. Not because he was black, but because of the way he spoke. Anyway the whole backstreets thing was because of some traffic jam which was blocking up all four lanes inbound and two lanes outbound (with rubberneckers). Cool though. I got to see the San Francisco Welfare Office and Watchhouse. Nice. Urban. Wesss-aiii-yeeeed!!!



Respec' to ma bro's!!!



Which leads me to be sitting here in the Starbucks in the bottom of the Ramada Plaza having an iced latte thingy writing this. I've rung our room (Paul and Brett checked in this morning) and they aren't answering. I did meet some nice Canadian guys who are also here for WWDC. Allan and this other guy who's name I have completely forgotten!!! Damn. I think it was Dale, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I'm going off to look for them again, so I can have a damn shower and a damn shave and change my damn shirt and pants!!!!



Moscone Center : Spruce, Level 2
2156 PDT Sunday June 22



Well I'm here at the conclusion of WWDC Student Sunday, wearing my WWDC 2003 t-shirt. We got some fly bags yesterday, signed and agreement about coding and checked our e-mail for the first time in two days.



Unfortunately there's really no SMTP server available to send out e-mails so I haven't been able to do that. Anyway, what have I been doing since I arrived?



After meeting the other guys about an hour after I arrived at the hotel, I got to the room, had a shower and got to relax for a little bit. Then we went across the road to the Burger King. Let me pass judgment : Burger King in America is crappier than Hungry Jacks in Australia and I hate Hungry Jacks soooo bad. I made the mistake of agreeing to supersize for 50 cents. I got a 1 litre drink in a bastardised hybrid cup that was about the width of a 2 litre coke bottle which for the last 20cms was the width of a normal large coke from MacDonalds. Presumably so that you can put in a cup holder.



Anyway, we went back to the hotel room and watched some TV and then went to bed.



The next day, we went to the center and registered and got our schwag. Nice. You'll have to wait and see. Then we logged on and checked e-mails. We met up with a few other AUC guys and made arrangements to head up to the Crowne Plaza to meet the other AUC guys for a field trip to Emeryville. We went there to visit the Apple Store, which was an experience. Very nice looking decor and knowledgable staff, unlike some of the people I've dealt with in Australia.



Next we headed off to Berkeley to visit the University of California. After that we looked around the street markets and restaraunts. Then we stopped and had some pizza at "Fat Slice Pizza". Delightful, very cheap and huge. 18" of cheese, ham, pepperoni, onion, zucchini, spinach for about $5 each.



Today we coded. Very interesting and I now know more than I did know. We've just come back from looking for food with another AUC student attendee, Allen from Toronto. We couldn't find anything decent so we've come back and ordered pizza again. Very healthy, but with the amount of walking we're doing, I'm not that worried.



You hear me Mum??? I'm walking!!! It's about 6 blocks to the convention center, so we're getting to see a lot of San Francisco. One thing we've all noticed here is the complete lack of division between poverty and not poverty. We see a lot of people sleeping on the street and begging for change. Very different.



Anyway, we are heading off early tomorrow to see the keynote. Starts at 10am, we are heading off to be there at 7am.



Moscone Center : Student Lounge, Level 1

1243 PDT Tuesday June 24




I'm sitting here surrounded by opened iBooks and Powerbooks, with a few eMacs thrown in for good measure. It's day two of WWDC and let me tell you, the first day was unbelievably cool.



We got to the center around 7.25am and there were already a good 4-500 people waiting on level 2. The Keynote was to take place in the "Presidio" - the main auditorium space for the week - which was on level three. We had breakfast and
waited.



Breakfast here is something else. I think that I could get more nutrition by
rolling a stick of butter in sugar, then eating it while washing it down with
a cup of melted solidfry. Krispy Kreme Donuts (normal donuts covered in a thick
layer of sugar), breakfast pastries covered in icing, muffins (as in cake, not English) plus juices and lots of coffee. Lots and lots of coffee.



We tried to check our e-mail on the airport network, but we couldn't get an IP address - there were too many people trying to connect!! That seems to be the
major inconvenience at the conference - we were expecting wireless internet,
but it's actually more reliable and faster to get an ethernet connection at a
booth or table.



They let us upstairs and the throng was on! We managed to get good seats in the
middle of the front section so We could watch Steve live without having to look
at screens. It was truly amazingly cool. Check the Apple website for the details of the new products.



In particular when Steve announced the new features for Panther (Pixlet, Expose & New Finder) there were cheers all round, and when he announced the iSight the other Australian delegates and I were all trying work out the exchange rate and how much money we had in the bank. Then when he announced that all the developers were getting one for free, the screams were deafening.



It was like on Oprah when she's had a product detailed and she says that "You're all going home with one!"



After that, we had lunch and went to the OS X State of The Union where they detailed all the new features within Panther. Then I checked out the Student Lounge, played some games on the games machines (Unreal Tournament on an Apple Studio Display with a frame rate so fast I felt motion sick), then went to the Final Cut Pro 4 session.



After that we went over to a bar called Jillian's for the Apple Student Developers Function, which consisted of food, a really bad game of pool and some giveaways. Unfortunately I didn't win OS X Server and a 12" Powerbook, but a man can dream, can't he?



Anyway, then we went to the AUC function at a microbrewery called Thirsty Bear. We had food, beer, t-shirts and the opportunity to speak to some expats who were working at Apple. I was talking to a QuickTime guy and got some info about my research area and stuff. Very cool.



We were so knackered after that, we went back to the hotel.



Brett and I set up a wireless rendezvous network in our hotel room to try iSight to and from each other's end of the room and these other WWDC students who were in the same room number on the floor above logged onto the network. We were talking to them on the iSight and I went for a walk to the vending machine carrying my iBook with the iSight clipped to the top, vended a drink and headed back to the room.



Technology rocks!!!



Apple Computer Worldwide Headquarters, 1 Infinite Loop, Cupertino

1243 PDT Thursday June 24




Lobby. Infinite Loop. Woah.



Anyway, thought I'd take this opportunity to write some more stuff. Tuesday night was the most excellent Apple Design Awards. The winners I can recall were Hydra, an application that lets multiple users work on the same document simultaneously via Rendezvous. Another winner was Salling Clicker which allows you to use any Bluetooth enabled phone to control your computer, so when you walk into the room, your screensaver unlocks and it checks your e-mail and when you walk out it locks your machine and mutes your iTunes. Very schmick.



Wednesday night was very, very cool. After "Stump The Experts" (the annual WWDC quiz pitting Apple's finest against the developers in Apple trivia) we had a special presentatio of "Finding Nemo" along with a little intro by the technical head of Pixar. That was very cool.



Then today, we picked up our Apple Student Developer shirts. These had a part of a newspaper ad on the back, with the main part being for a Web designer for a "high profile online store. Must know the meaning of the words Top Secret. Apply to jobs@apple.com" - a reference to the accidental posting of the new G5 specs on the Apple website days before their release at the WWDC keynote. Interestingly enough, there is actually an ad for the position Apple Store web manager on the Apple site at the moment.



Co-incidence?



JAL Sakura Lounge, Los Angeles International

1925 PDT Saturday June 28




Ahh well, I only had a few sessions on Friday. After getting back from the Apple thing (at which I got some keen G5 posters), we slept the sleep of the sleeping. I went to a session in the morning, then met up for lunch with the head of my department who happened to be in town.



After that, we looked around the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art or SFMoMA. they have a great photography collection which includes a series this guy did by turning a row of front loading washing machines at a laundromat into a series of cameras operated by trip wires. He then had a horse run through the laundromat triggering the cameras and finally developed and fixed the pictures in the washing machines!



They also have a great number of Daguerrotypes dating back to the 1850s - little pocket portraits including miners and cowboys. While the others continued off to look at some other galleries, I went to do some souveneir shopping. I picked up some things from the Museum shop for friends, then i walked up to Union Square to check out the Borders.



It is really large. Ridiculously huge. 5 stories but they didn't have the DVDs I was looking for. I walked back down to the Virgin Megastore which is equally huge. I found the two discs I was looking for (both DVDs unavailable in Australia - cheaper than ordering from Amazon.com though, what with postage). After that I headed back to the Moscone Center for the Developers Connection feedback sessions.



Then I met up with some other AUC students and headed back to the hotel. A group of AUC people were meeting at a Hunan-style Chinese restaraunt near Chinatown called "Brandy Ho's". We had a great dinner with lots of photos and then headed back to the Ramada for a little student party. We stopped at a convenience store and picked up two dozen cans of Miller Genuine Draft (MGD). We got back to the hotel and found the party. The ice machine was in large use filling the bathtub with cooling-ness-ism-itis for the beer. Apparently we got the worst possible beer we could have, so some other guys headed off in search of some decent stuff.



Apparently MGD has the highest formaldehyde content of any beer, and considering that formaldehyde is one of the things your liver produces after drinking alcohol, I suggested that it was just "express beer" that was already pre-converted.



This beer tasted less like a beer and more like a beer-flavoured soft drink, but the others returned and had, by some miracle stroke of luck, found some Coopers Ale! This led to a large amount of education on behalf of the Australians as we attempted to instill in a few hours a lifetime of Australian idiom, including the many uses and inflections of the pronoun "Mate", what exactly "Goon" is and the various dodgy drink concoctions we have in Australia.



I went to bed about 2am and got up and packed. I took another quick trip to the Virgin Megastore to pick up a shirt for my sisters boyfriend and to buy one more DVD. We got back to the room and took the BART to the airport and got on our plane. There were about 10 AUC peoples on the same flight to LAX. We got here, checked in and headed off to the Qantas lounge (some of the AUC guys are members and here I sit as a guest, enjoying some nice quiet lounge, free Sapporo and Kirin beer and a powerpoint in which to plug my iBook.



My Studio, Brisbane, Australia

1241 AEST Thursday July 3




Well, I'm back home. After getting into Sydney Internation Airport at 6.10AM on Monday, June 30 I went through customs in record time (20 minutes from leaving the plane to being at the Domestic Connections desk) and had a nice surprise. The QANTAS guy offered to put me onto an earlier flight so I wouldn't have to hang around Sydney airport for 3 and a half hours.



Well that was a no-brainer, so I pretty much got straight on a plane and headed home.



This was my first overseas jaunt, so it's been an experience and a half. Despite the fact that Australia and America are so similar, there are a lot of differences. I believe that there was only one occasion in which I encountered someone in a service position who wasn't African-American or Hispanic. Along side that culture shock was the difficulty with which some Americans seemed to have with comprehending my Australian English. I would consider myself quite eloquent sofar as my diction is concerned, however on some occasions I found that the only way I could be understood was to put on an American accent. I felt so bad -- as though I was paying them out -- but it was the only way I could be understood.



On the plus side, I got to meet a good number of people and have made some friends that I talk to regularly on iChat now and hope to visit some time again in the future. I learnt a lot about QuickTime (my primary reason for going) and of course, I got to meet a bunch of Apple people who work on the software and features I use and schmooze for a job.. err I mean to discuss with them the future of the products.



Yeah, that's it! Seriously, it was a great opportunity to complain about the mind-bogglingly stupid aspects of some software and to suggest ideas for things we desperately want/need in others.



I've returned with some great ideas for new projects and implementations of QuickTime and am looking forward to utilising the skills I learned at WWDC in the coming years.

Man With A Plan


billcooney@hotmail.com: http://www.bonsaikitten.com
I married three rabbit jellymoulds: that's terrible bil!
billcooney@hotmail.com: yes
billcooney@hotmail.com: yes it is
billcooney@hotmail.com: maybe we could do bonsai kitten elective on summer smadd
billcooney@hotmail.com: we'd so pull chicks for sure
billcooney@hotmail.com: ^_^
billcooney@hotmail.com: girls dig kittens, don't they?
I married three rabbit jellymoulds: yeah... but i'm not sure they go for the kitten bonsai thingo
billcooney@hotmail.com: but dan... KITTENS!!!!!
billcooney@hotmail.com: kittens = CUTE!!!
billcooney@hotmail.com: so we'd be cute by association
billcooney@hotmail.com: and stuffing kittens into glass jars is slightly dangerous
billcooney@hotmail.com: and we're such nice normal guys that girls don't go for us because of ncie normalness
I married three rabbit jellymoulds: hmmm....
billcooney@hotmail.com: so being dangerous will give us an edge that the ladies will find irresistable
billcooney@hotmail.com: and then BANG once we're married they find out we're actually not that dangerous after all but by then it will be too late!!!!
I married three rabbit jellymoulds: sounds like a plan bil... u go first and if it works... i'll do it too!
billcooney@hotmail.com: well do you know where I can get some kittens?
I married three rabbit jellymoulds: the pet shop bil.. the pet shop
billcooney@hotmail.com: but will SU reimburse me
billcooney@hotmail.com: ?
I married three rabbit jellymoulds: i doubt it bil...
billcooney@hotmail.com: damn
billcooney@hotmail.com: guess i'll just be boring then
MSN: onefatlazyyak@hotmail.com has logged off

6.16.2003

Writings From The Mall Again


I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the fresh inspiration or the fact that i have an excuse to sit down and write, but once again I write you from the mall.

To my right is guy about 35-40 years old using a PC laptop (black ugly beast - not like my pure virgin white iBook) with a wireless card sticking out the side and to my left is a guy with a 70s porn star mustache smoking a stinky cancer stick.

I've got a Diet Vanilla Coke (the vanilla masks the diet, but only barely) sitting next to me, a mouthful less than full. The lady in 7-11 (pierced nose, bottom lip & eyebrow with cool raver hair) asked me if I knew that it was a Diet Vanilla. Apparently she's had a spate of people wanting to exchange theirs because the pick up a Diet Vanilla mistaking it for either a vanilla Vanilla coke or a normal Diet coke.

As I sit here I am reminded of the part in Ian Fleming's "You Only Live Twice" where Tanaka is indoctrinating Bond into his new Japanese persona (the mission being to kill Blofeld - for more, read the book). Tanaka has just sent Bond to pray at a temple. Bond returns and Tiger asks him what he noticed while praying. Bond's reply (and my current thought) -- "A lot of pretty girls, rather too young for me I'm afraid".

In reference to school girls in their uniforms in the mall in my case, and some Japanese schoolgirls on a field trip in their seera-fuku in Bond's.

I had my final exam for Australian Music about 45 minutes ago. I notice that I did not feel too out of my depth in that one. I guess that studying and going to every class helps somewhat.

Well, that's enough for now. With all those observations above, I feel like a damn travel writer!!!

6.13.2003

Born Free... Well as free as a laptop battery can be!!!


Just picked up my Airport card from Infinite Systems. I am writing this on my laptop, while cooling my arse to freezing point on the coldness of the Queen St Malls upper stage.

That's right!!!

I am surfing the internet, wirelessly without paying. Wooo!!! Well that was a nice test, although for some reason my e-mail is really slow or not connecting. Maybe they have banned certain ports. I know that my MSN and ICQ won't connect, so maybe that's an issue. Oh well.

This is still really, really cool!!!!

5.29.2003

All Gearing Up


Well I got to record some LIVE strings last night playing some of my fly tunes for the project I'm doing at the moment, entitled "The Passing At The Ville".

Lush.

Also did a presentation this morning on my work in film and animation stuff for university people. Like, 3 people showed up.

Boy do I feel validated.

5.24.2003

Oh The Fun


My only exam this semester is on the 23rd of June, while I am due to fly out to San Francisco for WWDC on the 20th of June. Am I re-scheduling a flight? Nuh-uh, so I have to arrange to sit the exam before I leave, which will probably end up being before everybody else gets to do it. Unfair, ne?

On the upside, my stuff has arrived. That would be my passport, along with my plane tickets and travel insurance.

Just to prove again my really bad Harry Potter addiction (like Tigris and me at the Chamber of Secrets opening in costume wasn't bad enough!), I shall be attending a "Harry Potter and Order Of The Phoenix" launch party at Booksmith in San Francisco on the night I arrive. Yessiree, Jet lag can go screw itself.

I know it will be the US version, but that's okay, but I will be getting it cheaper than I could here in Australia. And about 6 hours earlier too.


^_^

One of my roommates at the hotel has decided he will join me, and I have reserved my copy so I am looking forward to reading it really quickly then posting spoilers here.

On another note, I will be running a special blog for the duration of my stay in San Francisco. You can access it at http://wwdc2003.blogspot.com. I won't be posting information I learn at the conference, as that is kind of breaking the non-disclosure agreement I have had to sign as an Apple Developer Connection member, but all the antics of the conference and my time in San Francisco will be posted.

I will be posting at ridiculously short intervals, but you'll understand why shortly.

Yay me!!!

5.17.2003

The Plan


"mmm, set up bio weapons on alcatraz in the morning, rig the bus for the arvo" - paulo on MSN while we make plans for our assault on San Francisco for WWDC2003

Well, my plane tickets have arrived and I am await my passport (thanks for identifying me with a smiley face, Patrick). Joy of stuff and things.

5.08.2003

San Francisco (Be Sure To Wear Some Flowers In Your Hair)


I won my scholarship!!! I'm off to sunny San Francisco in June for the Apple World Wide Developer Conference (WWDC 2003)!!!

So now I am organising flights, accomodation, money, travel insurance, a new camera, a passport and more. Whew!!

I am staying at the Ramada Plaza Downtown, so that should be fun. I will be keeping a diary for the week. Well, 8 days, anyway. Fun. I will probably purchase the new Harry Potter book on my sight seeing day (21/6) so I can read it on the way home, because I have a 6 hour stoppover at LAX.

Yayyy!!!!!!!!

More details as they come to hand.

And stuff.

4.24.2003

He lives!


That refers to both me and Jesus Christ, who was nice enought to arrange for me to get this week off form uni by way of his crucifiction, resurrection and related doings about 2000 years ago. Woo.

Well, let's see. I been making pop music down the Gold Cast, among other things. Went and saw "Fat Pizza" today. Very wrong jokes. I should not have laughed, but I did.

Trying to ask someone out to the closing of the show with me, but they have their mobile turned off and no voice mail. Will keep on trying.

That's about it. Bill is going... going... gone.

Well, gone now.

Almost...

4.18.2003

Dreams & Their Twisted Meanings


Everyone has bizzaro dreams. I have had a few recently and in particular I can remember one from my childhood vividly. It's not really a full narrative, dreams often aren't, but it's more like a montage of images and sensations, kind of like that ad for those vodka drinks and the whole, "You know Sergio? Come join us!!".

Stormy night, looking through a screen door. I can smell the storm, both the rain and the electricity in the air Someone is coming up the road, walking. Suddenly there is a bolt of lighting. I can't see them but I know that they're dead. A memorial service. Everybody is wearing black and standing around this crater in the ground, right where the lightning strike hit. Every body is holding black hats, like the ones Jewish scholars wear. Inside each hat is a childs shoe. A toddlers show, actually. With a white sock being held in form as if it contained a severed 2 year olds ankle, but it's not. The sock fills the shoe, but there's nothing holding the sock into its shape. Then it ends.

Bizarre, ne? I also have other dreams that involved whatever I've been reading, so recently I've hada whole mess of Harry Potter themed dreams. I do of course have the emotions to draw upon in those dreams, having been to boarding school myself.

As far as romantic dreams go, I don't seem to follow the manly norm. I have dreams that involve being intimate but not sexually, but emotionally. According to a friend of mine studying psych and majoring in adolescent headshrinking, these dreams are much the kind of dreams teenage girls have, the equivalent to the male's wet dream.

So even in my dream states I am confused. Oh what a merry, sick sad world we all live in.

Well, particularly me!!!

4.17.2003

Exposed!!!


ShoujoCam is back online!!!

4.15.2003

Strangely Contemplative


Yeah. Song lyrics for little pop songs. I figure that I might be able to use my propensity for being attracted to emotionally crippled girls and pining after them to write some songs that the kids can relate to. Or something.

Esentially nothing to write about. No more pining about unrequited love. MysteryGirl/MG/Meg and I have been in communcation and after several attempts to achieve clarity through the novel idea of using the English language the issue has been resolved. The issue had long sinced ceased to be "I like you but I don't know how to follow it up since I told you," and instead had become "What's the story? I'm not the only person who saw you sending signals my way, others noticed it too, so tell me what the hell you are doing to my mind!!!". After being brutally smashed into an aware state by Patrick, who claims that he's been saying it since the beginning of this episode - I still claim that he only began saying it when I began listening (Oooh. Zen moment. Trees in vacant forests and all that) and that unholy "If you're not for me" song on the radio (please DO NOT TELL ME I EVER SOUNDED LIKE THAT PATHETIC CRAP!!!), I have come to the realisation that someone, who sends signals, is disturbed at the response, decides that if they ignore the response it will go away, then when it doesn't go away pretends like no signals ever transpired to be sent, but is still faced with a response is probably one of the three people on earth more emotionally insane than myself.

Now, after discussions in English (not "girlspeak" which, like the langugages spoken by Inuit Eskimo and the aliens from "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" have no direct English equivalents or translatable fragments) it has come down to the fact that somehow it is all my fault, despite that fact that I was only a willing pawn in this charade, being manipulated by someone who unleashed a beast and didn't know how to control it or deal with it, which has caused hurt feelings and a bit of emotional scarring. Scarring of course in the, "Look at my finger. I burnt the edge with the iron," sense as opposed to the, "Look at my body. I burnt it with sulphuric acid," sense.

I don't feel any more mature but thanks to that person I am hardened with yet another layer of cynicism and mistrust with which to impede my ability to satisactorily begin or maintain... actually, I've never been able to begin one...my ability to satisfactorily begin a relationship with a member of the opposite gender in a romantic sense.

That said, please girls, don't stop trying.

Song : Someone


Someone to love me
Someone to hold
Someone to share my bed with
Someone for when it gets cold

Someone to lean on
Someone to write a song for
Someone to be still with
Someone to console

But I know it's a waking dream
Not as lonely as it seems
Can't be satisfied by longing
But it's fun to hope for someone

Someone to be the world to
Someone to hug
Someone to bundle up warm with
Someone to fight with

But I know it's a waking dream
Not as lonely as it seems
Can't be satisfied by longing
But it's fun to hope for someone

4.12.2003

Song : Moon


I own the moon
I own the sun and all the stars that shine

We'll take a ride
We'll fly up to the place that's mine

We'll drive for hours but we won't complain
We'll leave the top down 'cause there's no chance of rain

We'll walk around and talk of dreams
And realise that nothing's quite what it seems

I own the moon
I own the sun and all the stars that shine

We'll fly on home with the sun at our backs
And next weekend we'll be sure to come back




4.09.2003

Success!!!


The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe has taken over $110 000 at the box office. That's as much as last years popular production of Jesus Christ Superstar took in its whole season, and we're only half way through our season!!!

It is now official - LWW is the most financially successful show Harvest Rain has ever done!

Yay us!!!

4.01.2003

Random Dialogue


shitty day today


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


What's up?


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


well, first of all I got knocked back from two jobs today


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


:<


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


which sucks, but then I spoke to MysteryGirl tonight and the saturday night is sold out and the only people that are going is me, her & [GuyShe'sChasing] + darren & petey


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


now, she knows how I feel, so what, she decided to find a public place to piss me off and make me feel like worthless shit?


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


I don't think that was her intent


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


But I can see your point


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


it's like that blink 182 video where that girl turns down that guy, then goes to the theatre where he works with another guy


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


:(


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Haven't seen it, but I know what you mean.


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


And I would think that [GuyMysteryGirlBrokeUpWith] would feel very much the same way as you - if not more so


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Living with [GuyShe'sChasing] and all....


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


But you get on well with Pete and Darren


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


yeah


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


So it's not going to be totally pissy offy


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


no, but it's still annoying


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


'cos she says, "Oh, stick to group things, etc"


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Although I must admit, MysteryGirl's tuning episodes are annoying to girls, let alone you...


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


three's a crowd, ne?


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


and i always feel like a third fucking wheel


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


well, someone in #bas said tonight that i need a girl


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


why>


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


i said, "well, not doing anything didn't work and actively pursuing it didn't, so now I am trying rohypnol and drink spiking"


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


haha


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


You're very good at brushing things off with sarcastic humour.


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


well, you have to hide the hurt and alienation somehow, and massacring people at my school didn't seem the right choice, so now I'm bitter, cynical and sarcastic


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


all the things girls look for


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


:P


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


:P


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Do you feel like a third wheel when you are with Andrew and I?


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


honestly.....


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


not really...


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


but when i'm over at Marty and Mon's sometimes and Scott and Suz and even when i have to go somewhere with my sister and her boyfriend...


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


it does really enforce the sensation that there must be something wrong with me


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Okay.


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


I can see what you mean


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


and I'm even more frustrated that i have standards and expectations from any relationship i might enter


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


There's nothing wrong with that


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


it's like, everytime I find someone with compatible values they're taken, or they reject me or something


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


I know it doesn't seem like it now, but it's better than going in to a relationship with no values and then getting used and abused


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


because you made bad choices


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


I know that thought isn't hugely comforting to you at the moment


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


i know


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


but 1 in 2.9 billion is a pretty big number


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


yes


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


But many many other people have found their 1. You'rs is there too.


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Actually, it's probably only about 2 billion


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


cuz of all the lesbians and whatnot


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


plus all the people already married.


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


so maybe 1 billion


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


take away the old and the jailbait...


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


so...


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


1 in 300 000


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


??


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Which is fairly good odds


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


i have a better chance of winning lotto...


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


3 times in a row


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


No, you have to buy a ticket first


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


No, actually, the chances of winning lotto are actually very low


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


And winning it three times in a row - the chances would be exponentially low


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


It would be like finding a purple speck of sand in all the beaches in the world


(F) Angel (8) I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell (8) says:


Finding your girl - you have a much higher chance


88% Pure B�L(d) (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:


...


3.29.2003

Computer Fixin's


If you don't like listening to computer geekery, then don't read any further. Go do something else... Go here instead.

Right. Major system problems with my sister's computer. You see, after Optusnet (my ISP) decided to cap their cable internet downloads, they decided to go and screw with their dial-up plans as well. Consequently, my nice 300 hours a month for $30 ended up being truncated to 120 hours a month for $24.95. Arse. So I didn't care much, because I still had all these excess hours left over because I NEVER used 300 hours a month of my internet and the remainders were rolled over. Unfortunately, the last internet bill came in and I used 200 hours, and it has cost me $400!!!

I find this to be stark bat-shit raving insane, being that it's like, 7 times my internet bill normally for 1.6 times the use. Anyway, OptusNet are being a bunch of arseholes about it, despite the fact that the dopey bint in their call centre told me I would be notified when my internet use reached the end of the supplied hours (which didn't happen!) it's all my fault. So we've decided to change ISPs.

Seeing as all my hours are used up, and I get charged $2 per hour extra, I asked my sister if I could use her internet account to look up some alternatives. Her computer was already on, but was still stuck in the boot sequence spouting some crap about missing some file or whatever.

Her machine is an IBM NetVista which we bought for her when she started uni. It's a basic PIII 800 with a 17" monitor, scanner and printer, running WindowsME. Now, my machine is a Mac, and it's not as though I don't like PCs. In fact, I believe that the Wintel system proves that people will buy anything.

People accept that Windows makes a computer shit itself and requires a new installation periodically. I can't understand it. Would people buy a car that required the engine to be replaced every 20 000km? I don't think so, yet people put up with this in software. Bah.

Anyway, I load up the supplied IBM rescue disk and run some diagnostics. The hardware is fine, but the software is arse up. Not a problem. The disk supplies you with a software fix. You either format the hard-drive and re-install WindowsME with the supplied software, or format the hard-drive and re-install WindowsME WITHOUT the supplied software. Choices, choices.

Must back-up some documents, ne? No burner because the drivers and software only work in Windows. I still have around 60 floppy disks because of my old 486 and my 1989 Mac SE/30, so I'll use those. Well after I work out why A: drive don't work (rescue disk makes virtual RAM disk and maps it to A:, so physical floppy is not B:), I move all the files required to be saved into a directory aptly titled C:\ZIPME.

All of this is taking place in DOS, btw and I STILL REMEMBER IT ALL!!. Thank God I was geek even back then!!

Right, so then I start looking through this folder deleting unneeded junk. Of course, this version of DOS don't support long file names, so I'm getting RSI in one finger from hitting tilde (~) all the time. A few of the files are quite large, so I need to compress them. What to use? PKZIP!!!

That's WinZip, much uglier interface, yet still easier to use, kiddies.

Anyhoo, I'm racking my brain trying to work out how to get a copy of it, becaue they don't let you download a shareware version anymore - they charge you for it now. Then I remember... THE OLD 486!! w00t!

So I grab a desk and slap PKZIP onto this disk, bring it up and start compressing this crap and splitting it across disks.

PERSONAL NOTE OF PRIDE : I still remembered all the right switches for optimum compression, multiple disk spanning and error checking.

Anyway, finished that, then wiped the machine and re-installed WindowsME and all the associated drivers required to run the printer and scanner. Decompress all the archived stuff and she's apples. Except for the filenames, they're still full of ~s.

That's old school.

By digging into my archaic knowledge of superseded software and old crap, I was able to restore a machine to pristine condition. I feel happy. I'd be happier if people paid me, though.

I still like Macs better though.

And I've found a good alternative with Pacific.Net interweb dial-in network servicing providerism.

3.22.2003

The Show Must Go On


Well I had the opening night of The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe happened last night. Fun.

Panic, Tigris and I went out to dinner first, then rocked up to the theatre, then bumped into Marty & Mon (friends of mine from church and SMADD and Arts Weekend) and that was cool. We shuffled in, sat down. Ended up sitting next to Justine & Andrew (more friends) and watched the show. Twas cool.

Interval time came and we chatted with people. Luke & Nerida Jaaniste (who I know from all over the place - everytime I go to an artistic event and they're there!) as well as other peoples. Back in for the second act.

All was good. Crowd like it, twas superb.

Now, onto my next projects!

3.16.2003

House Party


Well, I got back from rehearsals yesterday and headed off to a house warming party at my friend Karlee's new place (she goes to uni with me).

Anyways, I was pretty drained from rehearsals, even though I was merely observing, however the show is seriously good. I watched it twice fully through and still wasn't sick of it. I've probably seen it about 15 times now and still enjoy it, not only because the music (which I wrote), but also purely because I am enjoying the skill and talent of the actors.

Anyway, housewarming. Fun. I ran into a few people I hadn't seen for a while, whom I never expected to see, but did. And it was cool. Had a few drinks, had a chat, accompanied some slightly un-sober friends from uni for a short trip to Subway then returned to the party for more chatting and talking.

Now am back in job application mode. A few positions have come up that I am qualified for, so I shall be applying.

I do find it rather annoying that out of the weekends that I buy the paper, often a month will go by with nothing suitable for me, then *BANG* 6 jobs that I have to scramble to write letters, send off resumes, etc. And then maybe one in three of these scrambling periods I shall get a call saying, "We'd like you to come in," while the rest of the time you don't even get a, "Thankyou for your application. Unfortunately at this time...blah blah blah..."

Lovely.

3.14.2003

Tired but happy


The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe is looking great. I am very happy with the music now. Not as happy as I could be, but happy enough. Now I must sit and wait for the groupies to flock.

Mood : A little bit weird. I had an SMS conversation with *MG* or "Meg" as Panic has christened her, which I had translated by my good friend AngelDancer translated and basically her feelings towards me come down to something along the lines of either, "Not sure how to pursue the feelings I have - I must first decide whether I want this or not" or "I just want to see if I have any better options."

Both Tigris and AngelDancer gave me a digital bitchslap for postulating the last one, however Angel (who has known Meg for four years) says that that may be the case.

In case point I have decided to just wait it out. She knows how I feel and it's up to her to do something. Although, if I were her (which I'm obviously not, because that would just be plain weird!!!) I would suggest exploring your feelings by trying to go out with that slightly weird, crazy guy known as Bill, because he's not as bad as he comes across as sometimes and he really does have feelings for you.

But I'm not her (as I said) and I know she doesn't read this blog so that was a rather pointless paragraph, but it's 1.36am and I got nothing else better to do.

ITEM : Funny things from LWW rehearsals - 1) The statues were unable to get the two trucks (bases on wheels) that form Mr Tumnus' house together in time during the scene change, thus leaving them a few inches apart, seemingly creating a rift in the floor of his cave. Jason said (in character), "Darn those tectonic plates! They're always changing on me!".

2) Upon seeing the shelves filled with weapons for the fight scene I exclaimed, "Ahh! What an armoury," which then prompted someone to remark upon the need for a leggory. I wittily replied, "But that's what the show is. Allegory!".

Well, say it out load. It's a lot better when you hear it spoken.

Now, sleep.

3.10.2003

The Eligibility To Date Bill Purity Test


Check all boxes for which your answer is "yes".


The "submit" button is at the bottom.



  1. Are you male?

  2. Do you think that a professional musician is a hopeless cause with no economic stabililty?

  3. Are you offended by the pinkness of this 'blog?

  4. Are you unaware of who the anime character on the front is?

  5. Are you unaware of what 'anime' is?

  6. Are you unaware of what 'front' is?

  7. Do you prefer skinny, arty types who wear obscure t-shirts as the badge of their artistic identity?

  8. Do you prefer 'experienced' guys? (If you don't know, don't answer)

  9. Do you prefer 'experienced' girls? (If you don't know, don't answer)

  10. Do you think that dating provides an unrealistic environment within which to evaluate a possible life partner?

  11. I have uni committments that mean I can't see you for a week : Do you dump me?

  12. Because you're a bitter self-centered hag...

  13. Who only liked me because I was foolishly head-over-heels for you and worshipped the ground you walked on?

  14. Do you believe true love can't wait?

  15. Would you prefer Helgas? (If you don't know, don't answer)

  16. Do you understand the meaning of "I'm Sorry"?

  17. Do you take it to mean, "Please bring this incident up at every opportunity to begin a guilt trip to the moon?"

  18. Are you "MysteryGirl"?

  19. Do you smoke?

  20. Would you reject someone based upon their economic and housing status? (No job, lives with parents)


How datable would Bill find you? Submit and find out!




3.08.2003

Working Like The Blazes


And that's because I have been. Working that is.

We had another rehearsal today for LWW today. It's coming along extremely well. And you can read a comment by the director of LWW along with comments about my other projects and stuff on my official work website.

Wow. What a segue. I should work in the internation segue market or something. I'm that good.

In other news, Sean Biggerstaff (otherwise known as Oliver Wood from the Harry Potter movies) will not be appearing in Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban. Well, not in the film version anyway.

Can you imagine having a name like Biggerstaff? Kids could pay you out.

"Hey, Biggerstaff!! Uhh...mmm...errr...your staff is...bigger... or something"

Thankyou, yes it is.

Unsolicited testimonials are so nice.

3.06.2003

Props to all my crew, y'all


Just want to say thankyou to Panic and Tigris (and to a lesser extent Subshade - nice try, but no dice) for telling me to get my act together. I've been freaking about the music for The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe, and my deadline is hitting really close. I also had uni starting back up, less than three hours sleep a night and generally just crashed.

I know that I have real friends and things and that life isn't as good as it should be (not on earth anyway, but that whole eternity with God thing is a real bonus to look forward to), but sometimes I get bogged down in crap and just lose it.

I did contemplate deleting the crap below, however I decided to leave it there for posterity. Needless to say, if I write much more like my last two entries I believe I shall have to switch to a LiveJournal.

What I have said, though, does still have some meaning (although not as extreme as it appears). I do think that some of my personality traits are coping mechanisms from dealing with a harshly critical environment in high school, and I do believe that some people find my seemingly constant cynicism a bit of a turn off. I am making an effort to not be so openly cynical and to attempt to have some faith in people, but we'll have to wait and see what eventuates from that.

One other thing that Subshade said while I was venting profusely on #bas on Austnet the other day was, "Why do you keep falling for the same kind of girls?"

Well, I don't know but it strikes me as a bit funny to fall for someone you're not attracted to, whether the attraction be physical or emotional. I mean, I'm obviously attracted to a certain kind of girl, so when I fall for a girl she's obviously going to fit that profile. I mean, why would I get all stupid and emotional over a girl I wasn't attracted to? But that's the wisdom of a 16yo irc 'grrrrrrl' for you.

3.04.2003

It's Not Personal


When you do a drama course, or any kind of performing arts study, the main piece of advice people give you is, "If you get rejected, that doesn't mean that they don't like you personally, it just means that you're not what they're looking for."

Of course, if you're an actor then of course it would pretty easy to take rejection personally. I mean, when you act, you're screwing with your own psyche in order to protray a certain character. You're literally putting yourself on the line, however if they don't like what you do, then it's not a personal thing. It just means that you didn't do what they liked and consequently someone who did got the gig.

A trap comes when you define yourself by what you do. If you define yourself as an actor, as one who acts and that is who you are, not just what you do, then if your acting gets rejected you take it pretty personally.

Anyway, that's a good way to learn how to handle professional rejection. Simply consider that you did not provide what they were looking for at that time. That information is all completely useless bullshit when it comes to personal relationships.

In that case you are actually representing yourself and if you get rejected, how else are you supposed to take it?

"Don't take it personally, but you're just not what I'm looking for in a boyfriend/girlfriend right now. The position has not yet been filled, however previous applicants need not apply."

3.03.2003

Self Defeating Prophecy


...once an expectation is set, even if it isn't accurate, we tend to act in ways that are consistent with that expectation. Suprisingly often, the result is that the expectation, as if by magic, comes true.
Self Fulfilling Prophecy or The Pigmalion Effect

Someone made the comment tonight at rehearsal for the show that I constantly put myself down, or that I constantly discount myself. Certainly my friends are sick of hearing me bitch about how I've got nothing going for me, so why should I expect to find some girl who'd want to go out with me. Indeed, this kind of attitude is actually hard to shake off when I attempt to conciously do so, which has lead me to wonder why I started doing it in the first place.

For that I'd like to thank my fellow students at high school. Thanks for screwing me up in the head by your constant barrage of put-downs, insults, jabs at my interests, questionings of my sexuality, pot-shots at my looks and general all around not-very-nice-ness.

Now of course, most people will claim to have put up with some emotional abuse at high school (which is to be expected. Teenagers are not known for their subtlety when it comes to dealing with the feelings of others.), however it does appear disturbing to me to find that in my 21st year, I am still using the same defense mechanisms I developed in high school.

These run something along the lines of "If you treat yourself like crap, then what else is there left for the others to so?" and "Expect the worst, so that when it does happen, you haven't wasted any energy on hoping for the best, but if by some miraculous miracle the worst doesn't eventuate, the outcome will be a pleasant surprise".

It's nice to know that during the supposed formative years of your independent personality, you can end up so screwed from trying to deal with the arseholes you only have to see for 5 years of your remaining 60 (providing you don't smoke, get HIV or visit Iraq anytime soon) that it ruins the rest of your life.

Wouldn't it be nice if someone would open up a consulting business where they could independently evaluate your social behaviours, etc so that you can tell exactly how badly you are scarred from school and then could take steps to correct the imbalances that remain.

My problem is that most of the people I know think that I'm a cynical, embittered prick who always looks for the cloud that's devouring the silver lining, and quite rightly, they don't want to get to know me personally that well. It's a very unattractive personality trait. However if they would care to look or think they might consider the catalyst that turns a normal person into that cynical naughty man.

And in true pessimistic blogging fashion (however I'm pretty sure of it this time), nobody will.

Wouldn't it be nice if I could drop that facade? Well, I've been out of high school for four years and in that time I've done it twice.

Both times I've been screwed again, but the other party has benefited. It's a shame I'm not that bent and twisted, because if I was I could just go out, fuck somebody else over and gain my satisfaction that way. I won't though.

Why?

Because I've been the one getting the shaft enough that I don't ever want to be the reason for someone else to turn out like me.

The most disturbing thing was when I was having a D&M (deep and meaningful) with a guy friend of mine about some stuff and he said, "Yeah right. Like you're the kind of person to cry yourself to sleep at night."

Goes to show how well rendered the facade is.

2.27.2003

My Interview


Okay, so I'm broke and am looking for work. What do I do? Hit the paper.

After I put Dettol on my paper cuts, I found a walk-in job app. You know the ones. Apply at this address between this and that time on this date. Required : A bunch of stuff.

So it's a reception job, 2 days a week flexible (magical words there, folks!) at a real estate agency.

I think, "Heck! I can answer phones and do word processing and stuff,".

So I went for the job. I was the only guy. The only person below 30, and the only person wearing clothes that didn't look as though they'd pulled them from a vinnies bin five minutes previously.

I probably won't get it though. They'll probably give it to a blonde with big tits.

2.26.2003

Says it all...


"How do you tell when you're in love?"

Most of you will never experience love, but instead will marry out of a deep seated fear of dying alone.

2.25.2003

Hook Up


The bad news is that for anything that doesn't involve you sitting right there in front of the speakers, powered computer speakers generally suck. If you have room for a home theater receiver, or have the inclination to integrate your computer into your home entertainment system, you can really benefit by the added power that a receiver and conventional speakers can give you. If you live in a dorm room, I think that this is important news for you. When you and your friends get their freak on in there, scientific studies have shown there is an inversely proportionate relationship between the amount of bass from your music and the amount of clothing that girls will keep on their bodies.

From the new issue of Hook Up

2.24.2003

88% Pure Shoujo


Well, let's see....

I took a bunch of tests on TheSpark and found out I am 88% pure (which is what I get for lying, pirating software and going into a pub. I alos found out that I am 93% dateable and 83% in love. Obviously if you've been reading this blog you know with whom. If not, then scroll back a few pages, you arse.

NOTE!! Don't drink three fingers of JD on the rocks before making blog entry. Lots of backspacing required!!!
What else?

Nothing much. I have a job thingy I'm applying for tommorrow, so pray that it goes well. It's at four PM Brisbane time, so we'll see how it goes. Hmmmm...

I feel good.

ADDENDUM : #bas@austnet.org IRC

Kyo_Clan_Clan: Shoujo your scary
Otaku: VERY
Kyo_Clan_Clan: no wait.... I don't think there is a word to desribe you
Muskau: remember shoujo was described as a maniac of that test lol
Otaku: Yeah, but a PURE maniac
Shoujo: ^_^

2.19.2003

Filthy University Students


I have been trawling my stats for this blog (as I am wont to do when I am bored) and have discovered some disturbing things.

Curtin.edu.au searching for Nikki Webster Bikini Photos

One word. Loser.

Not only is she the most annoying nasally singing manufactured pop-porn-queen since before Britney was a nasty thought in her father's brain-sicles, but she's still jailbait, so therefore some uni git is looking up kiddyporn on the network!!! Ewww!!!! Not only that, but universities in Australia haven't gone back yet, so this could be a staff member!!!

I CAN'T GET A GOVERNMENT SUBISDISED BUS FARE INTO THE CITY TO GO TO UNIVERSITY, BUT THIS FILTHY BASTARD IS LOOKING UP CHILD PORNOGRAPHY ON GOVERNMENT SUBSIDISED COMPUTERS!!!!!

Oh that makes me mad.

lv-dorms.nevada.edu searching for lemon fanfic lesbian

This is a search from the Las Vegas campus dorms of Nevada University. Not only are they looking up dirty anime fanfiction, but just as an afterthought they've decided to narrow down the search a little and search for LESBIAN stories. You know, we might not get a satisfactory his just searching for lemon fanfic, oh no. We have to add LESBIAN in order to narrow down the search field.

Good one. What did you get for a result?

This page!!! Bwaaahahahahahahhahahahaaahhahahaa!!!! That's what you get for being a freaking pottymind!!!!!!

Dirty little students.

2.17.2003

Harry Potter Stuff


Here ye go. a set report from an Australian girl visiting the UK, who stumbled across the PoA set. Yay. And Stuff.

2.15.2003

Hyper-Colored-Sickeningly Pink Memories


Maybe I should go back and read more of my own archives. I just found this nice post in my little Haloscan commenties thing.

My Lordee everyone seems pretty negative. To put a little positive thinking into all this SHoujo, you seem like a great guy, something that i think a lot of guys find hard to be judging from some of the comments. My opinion, stop looking for a relationship. Perversity will always win out. When you look for a relationship with someone you won't find it. When you are happy being by yourself you will get into a great relationship. Not that this has really worked with me of course. It's just as hard for us girls you know!!! If girls seem to like talking to you maby it's time they returned the favour by listening to you and maby you could ask them to set you up on a date with someone they know? Cheezey yes but maby worth a try. be happy it'll all work out eventually.
don't forget to smile

Cait | Email | 11.26.02 - 5:10 am | #

Well that was a nice piece of advice. Any of my female friends have a girlfriend that they want to have emotionally crippled for life by setting them up with me?

2.14.2003

Happy Friggin' Valentine's Day


And I hope everybody else that feels like a shattered, loveless, burnt out husk of a person, that you will wallow in your bitter lovelessness, with the consolation that while you may be bitter, at least you aren't fooling yourself by being in some relationship that is serving the purpose of an emotional crutch to the ego.

2.12.2003

Schizo


cruskit says:

myrtle!!!

Moaning Myrtle (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

yeah?

Moaning Myrtle (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

so?

cruskit says:

i love myrtle!

Moaning Myrtle (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

you're just like everyone else......

Moaning Myrtle (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

"Let's go play with Bill's feelings... it doesn't matter if we hurt HIS feelings" AS LONG AS IT'S NOT US!!!!

cruskit says:

wha....?

cruskit says

GOLLUM!

Gollum (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

They tricksed us, they did...

cruskit says:

hahahah

Gollum (shoujo.blogspot.com) says

filthy little peoples...nasssssty girlssses....

Gollum (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

played us for foolsesss

Smeagol (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

But girlses is our friends!

cruskit says:

well done.

Gollum (shoujo.blogspot.com) says

Nobody likes yooooooo

Smeagol (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:

Not listening!

Comics


And now I'm identifying with a comic. Particularly with Malcom in this page from Demonology 101. Nice recommendation by Piro, even if it means he'll use it as an excuse to delay MT yet again.

Still waiting for MT Graphic Novel 1, although Tigris has placated me with a beaut Card Captor Sakura wall scroll she brought me back from her travels. She said it was a bit of emotional salve for all that stuff with *MysteryGirl*. I'm thinking that if any girl saw my study, with a huge CCS wall scroll, kissing Simba & Nala plushtoys on my computer desk hutch, the three Powerpuff girls hanging above my computer and the huge pile of CD crap and computer & sound geekery, I'd need more than salve to make up for that impression!

2.10.2003

Music


It's not often that I identify with a song. The last one that I can recall is "Freak" by Silverchair, and that was oh so long ago (1996?). Well a new song that has me nodding along to the lyrical content is "Lovesong" by Amiel (the vocalist who sang on Josh Abrahams junglist anthem "Addicted to Bass"). It's been playing on a TripleJ recently and the chorus goes :

Thanks, you've been fuel for thought now I'm worse off than I was before but that's okay I just went and made another fucking lovesong

Yes, I have been drinking.

2.03.2003

I Have Been Emotionally Gutted


I sent this message to *MysteryGirl* at 1.53am. I don't expect a reply. I feel like I'm going to puke and as though I've been kicked in the balls by Ian Thorpe wearing steel toe-caps.

I realize this may come across as a bit strange and weird, but I figured that now is as good a time as any to tell you this. I'm sorry if it makes you a bit uncomfortable, but trust me - I've experienced more trouble over this than you can possibly imagine.

I've had feelings for you for over 6 months, but I couldn't tell you. I'm a complete wuss and every time I came close to telling you how I felt, something happened which made the time seem inappropriate and I just held back again and again. I fell for the beautiful girl with the beautiful green eyes and the wonderful personality which ran the gamut of attitudes from absolute insanity to absolute sincerity in everything she does.

I had made up my mind that was going to tell you how I felt on SMADD but I didn't want it to be seen as some sort of 'SMADD Thing', plus when I thought about it, SMADD wasn't really the time. I was getting up the guts to tell you after SMADD, but then you got together with ******.

I'm not telling you this to weird you out or anything like that. I'm telling you because I need you to know how I feel about you, and so that you understand if I'm acting a little weird at the moment. I dwelt a little too much on the possibility of you and me (which is my own fault) and it's something that I have to deal with.

If I only know you as a friend and nothing more, then I'm satisfied just to have that. Please don't take this in any other way than as an explanation of my feelings, and of why I may be a little weird (or more-so than usual) while I deal with my feelings.

Bill

1.24.2003

Lord Gothington-Bloodworst's Poetry Of The Damned


my blackened soul


bastards making fun of the tortured anguish and longing my soul resides in presently, burning and yearning with more really bad Shakespearean-esque bullshit. oh my beleagured love, unkowing as to the depths of my blackened soul's black blackness, which is black, much like the blackened embers of the blackness that is left over after i have ascrificed my blackened heart to the blackness. yea, even the blackness envelopes me more comfortingly than the woman i love, who knows not of me, nor of my blackness, but of the simple black that blackens the black blackening of my blackened soul. and my parents suck and i want to die. die in blackness. black. woooooooooooooooooooooo. black.

© 2003 Lord Gothington-Bloodworst



Well, I figure for this to be taken seriously as a blog I should probably do something like this eventually.


1.23.2003

Suffused With A Hellish Red Glow


Or at least my printer is when I pick my new mouse up.

I just finished a wicked-cool week of hell doing SMADD (a Scripture Union arts camp for high school aged students). I co-ordinated the Media core, which was responsible for producing the camp DVD. Fun. The only downside was that my mouse got destroyed by some campers, so I had to purchase a new one. I would have liked an Apple Pro optical mouse, but for $125 I could have bought a wireless mouse & keyboard for that price, so instead I settled on a Microsoft Optical Mouse Blue. Now my Mac is defiled with Microfilth, but the mapping of the buttons means I can surf the net with one hand now, and no longer have to Option+click to download.

Means I am getting horrific RSI in my right wrist again, but who cares. I am loving the lack of a mouse ball, though. Very nice.

Pining after a girl atm. She shall remain nameless as MysteryGirl or MG. No, that's not her initials, so don't be stupid, but I am deep in conversation on the MSN with my friend AngelDancer about what to do...


B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
i wish i could just stop crapping around and tell her how i feel but i can't
B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
this sucks
B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
social conventions suck
(F) Angel ..... nice hobbitses..... says:
true
B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
and the screwed up world that creates a climate that breeds such conventions sucks
(F) Angel ..... nice hobbitses..... says:
Yes.
(F) Angel ..... nice hobbitses..... says:
But unfortunately there is nothing that we can do about that
(F) Angel ..... nice hobbitses..... says:
except maybe break a few of the conventions during our miserable lives
B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
yeah


Unfortunately I am still clueless, a hopeless romantic (I really am - I blame Japanese romance manga and repeated viewings of 10 Things I Hate About You and the other crap in the popular media that has screwed up my generation), so in desperation I am crying out for all those people who visit my website and don't leave comments to actually leave one for a change - if you're female though - and tell me the way in which you would have a guy friend tell you he feels for you and would like to investigate being more than just friends...

And it wouldn't weird you out.

1.07.2003

�If you get answer wrong, then you rubbish�


During my late night TV watching stint last night, I saw the animated vomit that is BANZAI. It's a parody of extreeeeeeeeeeme Japanese game shows and was first screened using the UKs E4 interactive television thingy. Basically, they have segments where they explain the rules and then a man speaking in Engrish implores you to "PLACE YOUR BETS NOW!!!".

Games last night included Mr Shakehand Man where a Japanese business man interviews a celebrity on the street whilst continually shaking their hand (95 seconds last night) Naughty Lady Chatline Challenge where "Mr Cheeky-Chubby must work out which girl from line-up was talking dirty to him on telephone" and finally, my personal favourite, Banzai Falling Booth Big Bet where former Dr. Who Peter Davidson must select which other Doctor Who he would have Bottom Sex with.

Disturbing, but mad cap. Neon colored graphic designs bounce kanji all over the screen and their is continual punctuation of the dialogue with a huge gong sound effect. Below is an example question from their "Banzai Personality Test" on the website.

What lies under bed? (apart from dust and crusty stains on carpet)


  • Poems, some farewell letters and loaded airgun

  • Stash of porn mags so great you would weep

  • Invisible farting ghost

  • Landlord. Without his hands, feet, or man-parts




  • My results : MY BANZAI PERSONALITY

    Shoujo
    Fist of Fury�� 20%��
    Monkey Wrench�� 20%��
    Touchy Feely�� 12%��
    Iron Balls�� 17%��
    Doing it 'Proper'�� 17%��
    Happy Family�� 14%�

    You more furious than cat in washing machine. You belong in bouncy room, with your mad face. Stay away, you hear? Us normal people must hide from your own brand of hilarious yet lethal mental illness. Why you so angry? Is it cos you an ugly faced plop who smell like an outflow pipe? What you want to hit me? Take your best shot, stink factory!

    Of course, I must apologize openly to Tigris who received a call from me at 11.15 last night which consisted of me screaming "CHANNEL 9 , NOW!!!!" and then hanging up.

    She turned it on in time to see the bet on which man's jocky shorts "package" was real, followed by full frontal male nudity to prove it. And her Dad was in the room with her.

    Sorry.

    ^_^;;

    12.31.2002

    New Years


    Well I can't get a lift to Chris's New Year's Party, so I'm gonna stay home, watch videos and work on the music for LWW (see earlier posts for acronym).

    I got about 6 weeks to write all them cues, so I better get cracking.

    Saw HP-COS again yesterday, and am still impressed with it, although I agree with someone on the ThirdKeyList (whoever they were) that the editing is a little sloppy. It really jumped out at me from the effects shots, so I thought I better mention that for those of you who think Chris Colombous can do no wrong, apart from brutally raping the class schedule at Hogwarts, so that his daughter (aka Susan Bones) is in classes she clearly shouldn't be, robbing valuable screen time from Emma Watson, Rupert Grint and Daniel Radcliffe.

    Bit annoyed about that one still, but I do intend on seeing LOTR : TTT again in about a week after I have watched the LOTR : FOTR boxed set directly before.

    Hmmm. New years resolutions. Let's see....

    I resolve not to invade Portugal or to assassinate the Emperor of Rome.

    12.27.2002

    Post-Christmas Roundup


    I love my folks. After my grandparents left on a plane to see our other rellies (Australian Vernacular for "Relatives" - Thin link, I know), Mum and Dad pulled out a few more surprises. My sister got some expensive plates (some China that has roses on it that's worth more than a car or something), but I got a VCR. 6 Head Samsung VCR with NTSC Playback!!!

    Now, I realise I'm not as cool as other anime fans who have had NTSC facilities for quite a while.

    Well, okay, years.

    But it's all good. I can now watch my Card Captor Sakura fansubs in the privacy of my own home, without booking library audio-visual corrals at uni with the excuse, "Umm, yeah, it's for a 'Music in Cultural Media' assignment" or something else dumb like that.

    Saw LOTR : TT yesterday, sandwiched between some crusty old smoker next to me, who had obviously smoked half a pack of the most God-awful cigarettes on the face of the planet, which he followed by cramming an entire box of Nicorettes into his mouth in order to survive the three hour epic.

    On my other side were three Kiwi's (half the people in the cinema must have been from New Zealand - I especially liked the 15 Maori homeboy wannabe's who sloped in their Fubu and bandannas under their caps. Wankers), who vociferosly claimed that this was cheaper than a trip to New Zealand and ten times as better. Thank God they shut up during the movie, unlike the sheep-molesting tool who sat next to me last year with his 12 kids and was constantly pointing out all the locations to his spawn. Kind of ruins the suspension of disbelief when some idiot is going, "Thet's weir Enty Kit loves."

    And of course, special mention has to be made to the female impersonator with her WWF Melbourne '02 jacket and studded leather wrist band who sat in front of me. She was really good at pretending she wasn't a man, even by feeding all the ugly, overweight, inbred cattle she herded in under the premise of them being "her kids".

    I liked the movie, though I'm dreading the supersession I shall undoubtedly attend next year with the first two movies on the screen preceding the third. I shall probably buy 11 tickets, so I can lay claim to all the seats surrounding me so I do not have to put up with odiferious stinky-stink of the unwashed masses.

    I mean, at least the people I saw HP : COS with had some measure of personal hygeine. Thanks for showering, Tigris.

    12.25.2002

    Merry Christmas


    I'm just taking a break between the Traditional Presentation of Presents(tm) and the forthcoming Gorging On Food-ness-ism-itis(tm) Pat. Pending to write this little Christmas message.

    Congratulations to Jesus on Being Born


    That was nice of God to do the whole deity-incarnate-as-man thing. Goodwill to men (and women), and even to, yes, I know, but it is Christmas, Nikki Webster.

    Now, presents.

    I got a jumper, shorts, shorts, LOTR : FOTR Extended Edition DVD Boxed Set (nice, and will allow me to prepare for tomorrow's Australian release of LOTR :TTT), sunglasses, box of Jumbo Froot Loops and a bottle of Jack.

    No Harry Potter Philosopher's Stone Wide Screen Edition, but that's okay. LOTR will do nicely.

    Hope you are all enjoying your Christmases too.

    Oh, and last night, my folks said, "Aren't you going to leave Santa a beer and some carrots for the reindeer?".

    I took two sixpacks from the fridge and left them on the bench with a bottle opener and a note saying, "Enjoy yourself, guys. Love Bill".

    12.24.2002

    Panda Is Gone : Jesus Is Born


    I rhyme! Like a phat phly phishin' rap mega star, although my pants don't expose my underwear and I have no harem of "ho's", whatever they are.

    Top of the Christmas Eve to ya! I am writing this from home, where I have been recuperating from the final Matthew weekend. Joy of joyness. It was fun, despite the flu, hot costume, screaming children's and Dave Waller writing "Fuzzface" on my dressing room mirror in yellow greasepaint.

    Good times, good times.

    In other news, I got a fail for one subject after getting four distinctions, 1 credit, and a pass, so I am justifiably peeved. I have appealed, and to add insult to injury I got a letter today stating that my application for honours was turned down. No reason given.

    Pretty pissed off, am I, young Jedi.

    At any rate, I will be awaiting the results of my appeal, which hopefully will allow me to get into honours.

    If not, then I'm pretty annoyed.

    In other news, I am writing the original music for the stage version of "The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe" that is being put on by Harvest Rain Theatre Company in Brisbane next year (April - May), so come check it totally, like, out.

    Megatokyo Volume 1 is delayed, again. Will ship on 3 or 4, January 2003.

    That's about it for now.

    Bye.

    12.11.2002

    Sickness Is Fully Sick, d00d


    Yay, me! do you like my l337 use of the the 'tt' HTML tag? No? Well, rack off. Who died and made you the coolness King of HTML??

    What? They did? Oh.

    Well I s'pose that's okay then.

    Moving right along, I am currently struggling against the evil forces of the influenza virus. Yuck. Green sputum, clogged head and sore body. It is, receding however and hopefully my health (HAH! You call that health?!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!) will ret--.... was my blog entry just invaded by parentheses?

    Anyway, I am getting better and hope to be over it by tomorrow morning when the show begins again for the weekend. I just thought I'd comment on how overused that stupid "8mm home movie" effect is on television. There's a station promo for Channel 10 running at the moment and it's fricken horrible. It's so overused and you can tell it's not film. All it does is posterize the image, boost the gain and contrast and drop frames so it looks old school.

    NEWSFLASH!!!! It doesn't. It looks weak and gross. Very tacky.

    And it pisses me off.

    Hmmmm... I wonder what's for dinner.

    12.03.2002

    Mini-Update(tm)


    Just saw a bit of Ally McBeal on TV. With Christina Ricci guest starring. And she was in a hot tub wearing a bikini.

    Damn not-working-VCR!!!

    Whingy Bit: I hate those "old film" effects people put onto video thinking it's cool. You know, the one that that changes the gain and color balance and adds film scratches and jitter. It's so hideously overused and ugly.

    Unlike Christina Ricci, of course.

    ^_^

    Mega-Mega-Huge-Happy-Happy-Update(tm)


    Okay, so bulk update due to show (which has been ruling my life) and sleep (which has had no part of my life until recently)!!

    Panda Update

    Show is going well. Apparently we have major school groups coming this week in the morning matinees, so because this is a pantomime (boo-hiss-"they're-behind-you") type show, hopefully this will work better than the reasonable audiences we have had the last couple of shows.

    WARNING : Panda suit is icky. After a morning show from the night before and then the afternoon or evening show after the morning show, suit is yucky. To put it on after sweating in it for two hours, and to still find it damp twelve hours later... the best description is that feeling you have when you've been swimming, gotten out of the water, gone to the toilet and then have to put your wet togs (bathing suit) back on. Ewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!

    On another note, which segues nicely from that last comment....

    Pool Update

    Those of you with no lives and an incredible facility for remembering those amazingly useless bits of trivia I throw in this blog, might remember my ravings about my cool James Bond pit of death that I had in my yard for a while. Well, it is nearing completion. The concrete has been poured, and two hoses have been filling it since yesterday. Swimmy-Swim-Swim-Swim time!!!

    HP-COS Update

    Cos I'm lazy (Cos - heh), I shall just quote an e-mail I posted to TheThirdKey:


    Well on Thursday we had our Australian release of CoS. W00t!

    Since you've all picked apart the film I'll just add one or two things:

    "Do you live here?"

    "No?"

    *CLUNK*

    And also the following that a friend wrote in their blog.

    > "Thoughts upon seeing Lucius "Weenus" Malfoy for the first time"
    >
    > So you're the head of one of the oldest wizarding families in England. You're
    > brooding. You're sardonic. Your entire wardrobe is composed of black velvet,
    > right down to your boxers. You are a sexy beast and you know it.
    >
    > Your elder son is prancing about New Zealand and flirting with dwarves; your
    > younger son is a weasel-faced git, but he has the family hair, and he's
    > already landed himself a role as Harry Potter's student nemesis, so he's good
    > for at least a seven-book contract.
    >
    > You have serious problems with the domestic help.
    >
    > Your nemesis is twelve years old.
    >
    > But on the up side, you are going to be a staple in Snape slashfics for the
    > rest of your born days.

    Cheers.

    Shoujo



    See friend's blog here. I should mention now that I was interviewed by Extra (local lifestyle program) outside the theater, while Tigris stood around trying not to get interviewed.

    Well, that's about it. Umm... Here's some links to a photo and another photo and yet another photo from the show I'm doing and when I get some more time, I'll write more.

    11.20.2002

    And Ya Mama Too!


    Well, it was officially announced a while ago, but I thought I would comment on it. Every other 'pottie' seems to be doing it, and well.... I wouldn't have credibility if I didn't jump on the bandwagon as well.

    Chris Columbus is stepping down after directing the first two Harry Potter movies and Alfonso Cuaron will be stepping in. This is most probably due to his 1995 film "A Little Princess", which I was lucky enough to catch on daytime TV a few months ago. What is annoying, however the press's insistance on referring to him as "Director Alfonso Cuaron (Y Tu Mama Tambien)".

    I mean, what kind of pedigree is that? Akin to saying "The man who directed a soft-core porn flick thinly disguised as a coming-of-age story, which only passed with an R as opposed to an X rating because it was in Spanish and therefore 'art' will be directing the next installment in a series of films for children."

    Well, Ron and Hermione seem to be pretty much sewn up as a couple from the way Rowling writes about it now, but we weren't expecting a little more detail until Book 5. Looks like we may have a bit of cinematic 'shipping that's slightly more extreme than anything Sugar Quills has in it's libraries.

    Panda Update(tm)


    Right, so Shoujo the Panda has been panda-ing. I got my lines down, I got most of my dance moves down, I got me songs down. Sweet.

    It was just brought to my attention that after spending 2 hours in the suit, under lights, with no aircon, I will be required to sprint round to the foyer to meet and greet the kiddies.

    Who will hopefull run away really quickly because of the smell.

    In other news, STOP VISITING THIS PAGE, PERVERTS!!! At risk of adding those dirty words to my page again for Google to index, check out this list of referrers from various search engines. Nice keywords, ne?

    11.19.2002

    Tigris' Role Model for the HP-COS Premiere?


    Ohhhh, woe betide her for sending me this link. My parents are giving me crap about a 20yo guy wearing a costume to a kids movie, and Australia has just been put on National Alert(tm) for possible bombing by terrorists because we don't tell Israel to "get the heck out of Palestine". All of this pales into insignifigance against this link.

    I quote from our ICQ messages regarding this site....

    On Tue, 19 Nov 2002, 7:15 PM, Shoujo said :

    "We did take some artistic freedom and made the skirts a little shorter and the robes a little more detailed but these things just add to the fun." Yes. The fun of making slash fiction real. You PERVERT!!!!

    On Tue, 19 Nov 2002, 7:17 PM, Tigris said :

    She looks so utterly.... LOL. The thought kept runnin' through my mind - "Slytherin Slut"... but that just sounds like some sick SICK Harry potter pedophile movie...


    I will now, of course, have a whole new stream of 40yo Emma Watson fans streaming to this site. Freaks.

    Rock Bottom


    Okay. Well I solved my modem problem. They wanted $250 - $370 for a new internal modem for the iMac, PLUS the installation fee at $45/hour.

    Not a chance. Solution? A Swann MacSurfer for about $200. Sounds a lot for a USB modem but it's designed for Macs and I am consistently getting DL speeds of about 6-7kilobyte/second at the moment. That'll do. Still cheaper than getting the internal one repaired though.

    After stalking Tigris for days, she has finally changed our tickets for Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for a different session. The fellow 'potties' from the Brisbane Harry Potter Fan Club will be there, so we won't be the only people there who are wayyyyy too old to do this.

    We are cosplaying - I am going as a Gryffindor (undecided which one, although I could do an accent and be Oliver Wood), while Tigris is going as Cho Chang. For obvious reasons. I mean, obvious to me, because I have seen her. Oh crap. I mean, because she is of Asian descent she will be going as the Ravenclaw Cho Chang.

    Much better.

    Amongst all this I will be performing as Panda in Harvest Rain's Christmas Pantomime, which you can buy tickets for. Just click the link to go to the site for details.

    Well at least the wave of dirty searches for this site have stopped. I am regretting ever writing about those dirty stories that people who find my page are searching for. All I seem to get now is frustrated freaks looking for animated spooge. Yuck.

    Anyway, back to the minigym.

    11.18.2002

    The Forces of Nature Are Against Me!!!!


    My modem has been overloaded.

    The powerful beast that generates the volumes of existential angst that fill this page and attract freaks looking for dirty pictures of 10 year old anime characters is a lowly iMacDV. I think, however, that my modem may have received a lightning hit during the electrical storms last week.

    Bugger.

    Oh well, I spose that's how it goes. Now I gotta find out about getting it replaced and stuff.

    Prices not looking good.

    -_-;;

    11.12.2002

    Gomen, ne


    Sorry. You'll have to wait a little longer for more of my bitter, self-indulgent ravings. Assignment tsunami is crushing me.

    11.07.2002

    kawaiiii, ne!! ^_^


    Well, well, well... I just found my bestest happiest website for a long, long while. It's the Alien-9 website. Check it out.

    It is in Japanese, so you do really need the lanugage kit, but it's sooo cool. It has roll overs in the main menu where all the kani turn into hiragana, but they're used in the same fashion as katakana (ie they phonetically spell out english words). Very cute.

    I lke this anime too. I shall have to pester Greg for copies of the tapes. Nya!!

    11.05.2002

    Shoujo Complains About Girls Again


    I'm in the middle of my research assignment, so I feel that I will expound a bit more regarding something I actually care about -- and something I don't have to have references to back up my ideas in either.

    I realise that I don't really care that much anymore about this whole 'lack of a girlfriend' thing, because I haven't had much time to worry about it. But I was having a shower earlier and (as your mind does when you are being assaulted by thousands of needles of pressurized water) I was thinking about stuff. First of all I was thinking about my four hour rehearsal tommorrow night and how I would really rather be sleeping, but that I am looking forward to it because it will be interesting, and then I thought about clouds for a bit, then I thought about this girl I like at uni but she's in first year and I'm in third and I will be finishing at the end of the year and it's pointless, so I though about a friend of mine whom I haven't seen in a while and I was thinking that reason I haven't seen her online or anything is because she recently started dating this guy (which started a conundrum because I asked her out, but she told me she wasn't ready to date again for a long time, but within a month she's going out with this guy, which kinda made me feel like, "Oh okay, it's alright to date guys, just not if that guy is me," which started me on a downward spiral to self-pity and feeling like....

    Harrumph.

    Err... where was I?

    Oh yeah....

    So I was thinking about this whole girls and friends thing and how girls seem to never think of me as boyfriend material, etc and I was thinking about how it's more doubly annoying when they get boyfriends that aren't me. I mean, obviously they aren't me, because if they were then I wouldn't be pining about crap on the net.

    What does annoy me is that because I'm a guy, our "platonic friends" relationship suffers a seachange, because she can't be seen to be having anything other than a superficial "girl-guy friends" relationship with me as she is now going out with someone else. Now, this has happened a few times, but what really annoys me is that these are the only real "guy-girl" relationships I have where I can relate to someone of the opposite sex on a deeper level than, "Did you see the new 'Austin Powers' movie?" and because they are now going out with someone, the relationship has to stop. I'm not talking about time constraints either, I'm just talking about quality of conversation.

    It's like I can't talk to them like that anymore because it would be inappropriate or something, but if it's an emotional relationship not based on sex then what's inappropriate about that? I do understand that if I had a girlfriend (in my wildest dreams ^_^) I probably would want her talking to me about things rather than some other guy, but still.

    And the act of cutting off the emotional connection via conversation and stuff is almost like a break-up, because I can't talk to them how I used to because if I try they brush or laugh it off. Very confusing.

    This does however force me to wonder if I am a convenient vessel for girls to talk to without having to make a real committment to or something.

    Any comments members of the opposite sex are welcome (click on the 'comment's below) and Patrick, this is not a pick-up attempt, but an exposition of thoughts, so if you have nothing constructive to say, write it on your own page.

    My Favourite Quote Today


    In reference to Blockbuster Video in the States' new ad campaign for attracting gamers to rent games at their store, I saw this comment on Penny Arcade regarding part of the ad copy.

    Boy if I had a nickel for every time I called one of my buddies a cheeseball I guess I wouldn't have a single fucking nickel.

    In context it's very funny. Check the context.

    11.04.2002

    Harry Potter and the Mountain of Slash


    Well, the premier of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets happened this morning. My favourite source of Harry Potter linkage The Leaky Cauldron is chock fulla good photo links and article links about it, so totally like check em out.

    I've called the cinemas to find out when we can buy tickets and if there's gonna be a midnight screening, etc but the stupid gum-snapping dolt I spoke to "totally, like, didn't know". Why does she get to work in the cinema when I can snap gum and use proper English? Arrrghhh!!!

    I'll go in tommorrow and try to talk to a manager who should know what the feck is going on. Yes, that is "feck" because I don't swear. In my blog. I did watch a good length article on the news tonight about it and saw some extended bits and pieces of stuff about it, so I'm looking forward to it. Tigris and I are debating whether or not to Cosplay and if we do we want to drag Steiny and Bec into it, so we need to find out about tickets and screenings and stuff. Yes we do.

    Oh well. Off to assignments.

    I Got New Shoes!!!


    I got new shoes! Yay Me! Yay Feet!

    In other news I'm sore. From dancing. Not from Revolutionary Dance Dancing, but from proper dancing. From a rehearsal for "Matthew".

    Shoujo does not dance, you see. Unfortunately I've just discovered that Panda does. Not only that, but he's naked. A naked dancing panda. He has nothing on except his Panda skin. I will be wearing clothes under the panda suit, but the panda suit will be naked.

    Disturbing.

    Naked Panda.

    Boy those furre's are gonna be visiting my page now.

    11.02.2002

    Filth!!!


    Yahoo: nc-17 dragonballz fanfiction
    Yahoo: nc-17 sailormoon fan fiction
    Yahoo: lemon fan fiction pokemon


    Very dirty people out there, but I know not why such searches lead them to my page. Perhaps because I have used all those words at one point in time or another, just not in that order. Or something.

    I dunno

    I do know that I'm really tired now.

    11.01.2002


    Panda Bukakke


    Act Two : Scene One

    (FX : Sea noise, ships bells etc.)

    (PANDA is tied up in the PIRATE's HIDEOUT)

    This is the beginning of the scene I did last night.

    Nuff said.

    Contagious


    I log this this blog.

    I mean, my hit counter logs ip addresses so you can see from whence people are accessing your site. It allows me to see that I have recently had a visitor from navy.mil. It also allows me to see that there are far too many people from American Christian schools visiting this page. What's even more disturbing is that someone from vicone.netspace.net.au is visiting my page twice a day, one of those time being about lunchtime.

    Who was this person? Why were they visiting this page? What the hell was wrong with them? Didn't they realise that I was not to be encouraged?

    Then the unthinkable happened. A message appeared in my post comment boxes from a "Jennifer". Obviously this is an acronym for "Halil bin Udekanij Josef bin Osama Falafel el Mujahadin bin Kameer". Who obviously doesn't know what an acronym is, because if he did he would have signed his post "HbUJbOFeMbK".

    Then were the contents of the message. They included a cleverly encoded link to their website which after hours of deciphering I found ingeniously hidden inside the "Website" link. When I visited this page I discovered that they had a link to a Pink Chickens fan page. It was, like my website, pink.

    Co-incidence? I think not!

    10.31.2002

    Unsolicited Testamonial


    I'm not sure whether to thank Patrick or napalm his house. Specifically regarding this comment on his page.



    ITEM! Bill is still a panda, but this time I'm going to link to the relevant entry instead of just his blog. Do check out his whole blog, though, especially if you're a nice young Christian lass looking for love. I swear, Bill would chill out so much if he got a girlfriend; somebody please go out with him and do his friends an enormous favour.



    Hello, Patrick? They've read the blog, they know I'm sad. They don't need you making it look like I'm some sort of sad pathetic freak trawling the net for a Lady Love. Thanks for the sentiments though. It's nice to know that someone cares about my state of mind : even if they do have to make fun of me in doing so.

    Panda-monium!!!!


    Okay, so my assimilation into the world of "Panda" has begun. For those of you who visit this website regularly, look out for a "panda" icon. This will be a post about the rehearsals for the show. What show? Why it's "Matthew's Excellent Christmas Adventure!" being produced by the Harvest Rain Theater Company. Fun!

    We had our first rehearsal last night. 6.30pm to 10.30pm. And I have another one tonight, but I'm only there for two hours, so that's all right. It's a very interesting show. It has a lot of visual gags as well as a bunch of songs and stuff. I think it will be fun. I play a character called "Panda", who is one of the toys that comes to life and is kidnapped by the pirates! Suspense!!

    He also has a twisted relationship with a rag doll named 'Polly', however that's not the only twisted thing in this show. There's a porcelain doll who keeps on hitting on Matthew (the 12 year old lead). That boy's gonna need therapy after that : one of your dolls hitting on you is not conducive to good mental health. Although, to be fair, what's a twelve year old boy doing with a porcelain doll?Psychotherapy!!!

    At any rate it's looking cool, so I'll post more tommorrow after the first scene work we doing tonight. Another thing you might notice is the "comments" section down below. It will open a pop-up so you can leave comments on every post. If you feel like it. Kind of like a directors commentary, but by you!

    10.29.2002

    My Day of Nothing


    Well, that was interesting day of nothing. I used the internet, watched "The Replacements" and began reading "Harry Potter and the Third Key" by Snowfox. I'm only up to chapter 27 (out of 57 so far) and from what I've read, it's pretty much in character. i won't bore you much with the details, but it's nice to have something else to read while we wait for the fifth book to come out.

    I'm currently listening to Japanaradio which is nice. It has provided me with a list of some new j-pop to hunt down. I've also put Japanese text support back into Internet Explorer so I can once again attempt to read my asian websurfing without resorting to babelfish's broken english.

    Nice to have a day off, but tommorrow hell begin's anew.

    Bugger.

    10.28.2002

    Sleeping the Sleep of the Sleeping Dead


    I am sooooooo tired!!! I have been at uni every day for the last three weeks for at least 8 hours, if not more. Combine that with the assignment work at home, the travelling back and forwards and you have one stressed out Bill. I feel like a character in a renai game who has been studying too hard. My stress meter is right off the scale and despite the fact I'm taking tomorrow off to sleep, do nothing and maybe read a little Harry Potter fanfiction (Apparently there's this really cool novel length one that is true to the characters AND has correct spelling and grammar! I'll let you know more after I read it.), I don't think I'm going to score too many relaxation points.

    Today I finished an assignment detailing "Expressionism: It�s Origins and Realization in the Music of the Second Viennese School". Fascinating? If I hadn't known all of this before. The major pain was that I was required to do correct referencing and stuff for it, so I had to find books and stuff that backed up what I was going to say anyway. I wrote about 2300 words in 4 hours and they were all value. Particularly the 700 words I wrote about Freud and his influence on the Expressionist movement.

    Now that I've read more about Freud and his theories, I've come to a conclusion : Freud is a whacko. I thought this before I did the reading and I still think it. The only thing Freud has offered me is the opportunity to be able to say, "Sorry I ate all the chips. My id was hungry."

    Going home from uni now to watch 24 and to sleep.

    10.26.2002

    Kooroo Kooroo Too!!


    Or at least that's how the seiyuu in Sega's "Cool Cool Toon" pronounce their own title.

    After spending the entire day at uni doing the Juxtaposed concert, I scarpered and headed over to Steiny's for some mad-cool fun. Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi on big screen with good sound, followed by a bit of "Cool Cool Toon".

    Kind of like DDR but involving a gamepad and more animated goodness. With the spate of top notch whizz bang super graphics engines on consoles these days, I'd almost forgotton what minimal polygons with no cel shading looked like. Well, it matters not a jot. I like the game and will be begging/borrowing/stealing/buying a copy of the soundtrack, yep, you betya, uh huh!

    I've update the All About Shoujo page, or as Patrick calls it, my 'personals' ad. Read his page and you'll see why he's obsessed with personals.

    Also, more e-mails and entries on the guestbook please!!!! I know you're all reading this 'cos I've got your IP addresses in my log, so I know it's not the government trying to read my mind so they can create a super robot clone in order to take over my life and wreak havoc upon an-as-yet unsuspecting public.

    Guestbook is here, and E-Mail me here.

    10.23.2002

    Weathering the Weather


    All I can say is, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR

    RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH

    HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

    The weather here in Brisbane at the moment is driving me insane. It was hot today. 35 fat arse degrees. In celcius. ARRRGGGHHH!!!! I mean, I've just come back from QCA and have walked through a dust storm!!!!!

    I mean, a dust storm? In Brisbane?

    No.

    The surface of Mars maybe. The Gobi Desert maybe. Dallas, Texas maybe, but not Brisbane.

    I walked for about half a kilometer wearing sunglasses. At 6.15pm. I'm cool, but not that cool.

    What is cool is the film I just took delivery of for my major film project for Sound Production Projects 2. Our job is to write music, do ADR, do foley, etc and give the filmmakers back the ultimate mix. The funniest thing in this film is the line, "Bon appetit - bitch," after this one guy shoots this other guy. It sounds callous and cruel, but I found it rather funny.

    Particularly since this guy looks like Trey Parker (who is one of the co-creators of South Park).

    Anyway, I'm off to eat food.

    10.18.2002

    Internet Bumperstickers


    You know those image-button-link things that you put on your website? Like the ones further down my blog for blogger and dreambook. Thene there's probably the most famous one of all (which I don't feature - I'm just not hip enough ^_^); The 'Netscape Now!' button which has been perverted and rehashed for everything from 'Anime Now!' to 'Rank Furry Dead Animal Sex Now!'. I like to think of them as my own personal internet bumpersticker.

    Of course, nowadays people use those things on the rear windshield. With the economy running at breakneck speed, people are always buying and selling, and having little sticky bits of socialist propaganda permanently attached ot the paintwork or trim of your prized vehicle can lower the value somewhat. In fact, the only people you generally see with genuine 'bumper' stickers stuck to their 'bumpers' are poor festering students who are studying music technology or something else so misunderstood by society at large, that they will never be able to afford a new vehicle and will be forced to drive their 7th hand 70s era Honda hatchback that smells like a cat peed, then rolled in the pee, then peed some more, swallowed it, choked and died, causing it's bladder to reflexively open and expell more pee to surround it in it's final resting place, for the rest of their natural lives.

    Or until the car breaks down. And they have to apply to social services for one of those motorised cart thingies with the crappy novelty number plate on the back, and the big fluoro orange flag that says, "DANGER!! Old person approaching! Run away or else you'll contract his infectious age!". Or something.

    Happy Happy BlogBlog Fun!!(tm)


    Well, I now have a bio page to the left, as you can see. Unless you're blind. Sorry.

    Management wishes to apologise the the blind people who can't see the link to the left.

    Anyway, it's another happy, happy fun day at uni where I'm really bored, despite the fact I'm staring 8 000 000 000 000 million gazillion assignments in the face. Yay procrastinating! Anyway, I've been playing the brand new Happy Happy BlogBlog Fun!!(tm) game that I invented a while ago. You know, it's that one where you randomly reload the blogger.com front page and check out the different blogs it throws up in your face! Todays picks are :

    http://teenagesongbird.blogspot.com/

    Interesting. I guess 15 year old girls in Southern California are like fifteen year old girls everywhere. Y'know, I think that the age 15 is like the terrible twos of the teenage years. Honestly, I do. I don't seem to recall being very pleasant when I was 15, my sister was definitely not pleasant and most of the people I went to school with were pretty repulsive all the way through year 10 (the 15th year). Of course most of them were pretty repulsive all the way through highschool, but that's beside the point.

    The next random dice roll reveals....

    http://theacousticarchives.blogspot.com

    Nice. Second blog I've found via random that appears somewhat normal. And I mean normal as opposed to the terabytes of angsty stupid kids out there who complain about having to clean their rooms. Must be tough. But this guy's blog reads well and he has recently restarted his blog, so I think I'll keep on reading this one. I like the comment about the moths in the daylight particularly.

    Y'know, I think we should introduce theacousticarchives to risata... what d'you think? ^_^

    How Did You Get My Number?


    I worked as a telemarketer for part of my second year in university, so I know the pain that many of you experience when you have to listen to use ring up and read a script to you. The scripts are sometimes formatted like a flow-chart so that you can guide the conversation. Sometimes it's just a script that you have to alter to make it sound natural for you. One of the places I worked at we had a new script each night! Very confusing. For those of you who want to get a bit of fun out of the telemarketers who call you, check this out.

    It's a script that shifts the balance of power in the conversation over to you, the receiver of the call. I now have this by the phone. Much more fun than just hanging up on them.

    Just a quick aside, too. The majority of the people I worked with were high school drop-outs, single mothers, university students, etc. The money's not that great, but the only qualifications required are a pleasant phone manner. No matter how annoyed you are at them for calling you, just remember that they'd rather not be calling you at all, so please be polite when you tell them you're not interested. Yelling obscenitites at them just means that you'll be branded a rude, nasty person. And besides, how would you feel if all you were doing was trying to earn tuition and some guy cut fully sick on you just because you were doing your job?

    I am Unquantifiable


    I think that's how you spell it. The state of not being able to be quantified. This relates to a conversation I was having on MSN just moments ago, and my comments follow:

    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    Nobody can formulaise me!
    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    The reason I don't give out that [i want to do you] message is because I don't think like that.
    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    I am physically attracted to people but it works in a weird way
    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    I sometimes see a girl and think "wow she's really pretty", then she opens her mouth and is revolting. Or she takes another drag on her ciggy
    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    yuk
    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    But i also know people who are really pretty [in a non-hollywood way] and are also really beautiful inside and I find that combination much more attractive than a nice "rack"
    B�L (shoujo.blogspot.com) says:
    so i am an unquantifiable phenomenon


    Which segues nicely into a topic I've been thinking about recently, which is : Why am I attracted to the persons I am attracted to? Freud (filthy old man that he was) would have you believe that we all want someone like our mothers. Other people believe we create a "script" that contains our personal preferences and throughout our lives we add and revise that script until we meet that special someone.

    To me that sounds kind of like someone meeting someone by the numbers. I prefer to think that a good romantic relationship is borne from a good friendship, so if I become friends with a whole bunch of different people, then I'll meet someone who I like and could have a relationship with.

    Now on a completely different topic, there's No Such Thing. It's a blog by this girl who lives in the states and I like reading it. I don't know why, but I do. It appeals to me. Perhaps because she reminds me of a girl that I would have liked to have known in high school, but didn't exist because all the girls I went to high school with were nasty, ugly (I mean ugly as people - they were conventionally pretty) and not very nice to be in proximity to.

    She's also had some weird search terms for her webpage too.

    10.16.2002

    I'm a Panda!!


    On Saturday I auditioned for a role in a kid's Christmas pantomine called "Matthew's Excellent Journey". I thought I sucked. Really badly. I was tired, nervous (I never audition well) and, well, let's just say that DDR is a lot different to dancing with people. So I thought I had bombed out and gotten a fat 0.

    Turns out that I didn't and I got a role as "Panda". Panda is, of course, a brain surgeon who works part-time as a hollywood dialogue editor and also pens a weekly column in "Time" magazine.

    No, actually "Panda" is a Panda in the show. Matthew falls asleep on Christmas eve and has a dream where all his toys come to life and he goes on a journey to find the true meaning of Christmas. An excellent journey. It's a lead role and there's a chorus of kids in it as well, so that's nice. It's a production of the Harvest Rain Theatre Company who do very good pro-am shows in Brisbane town, so it should be an experience.

    That's about all I have to say about that, actually. Fun.

    Now I have to tell my other friends. "Guess what? I'm a panda!". Chichiri would like photos and would like me to cosplay in the costume to BAS but I don't think so. Ranma cosplaying is soooo passe.

    Oh, and props to Patrick for getting his website up and running. I suggest you check out Pink Chickens immediately. I was very disappointed when it was cancelled, so I am glad that he is going to continue it via the web, although he really needs to get a new publisher.

    I'm going to sleep now so I will be fresh and vibrant when I present my paper tommorrow.

    Yay for me! I'm Panda!

    10.14.2002

    Short Single Idea Musings


    I seem to be hitting nothing but the 'blogs of th 17-year old girls during my blogger refresh searching tonight. Dawson's Creek must have been cancelled.

    I think the comment above may have been a little harsh on 17-year old girls. Sorry.

    I wonder how you go about telling an older girl that you like them without coming across like a little punk.

    Was the bombing of the Sari nightclub in Bali really the work of terrorists, or was it the work of the CIA under the direction of George Bush in an effort to "convince" Australia to support his Iraqi attack plans?

    Why did that last line sound like something off an Oliver Stone film?

    I get the feeling that popular culture has warped people's expectations of relationships: we expect what we see in films, but it rarely (if ever) happens. I have yet to have a girl thank me for listening to her problems, let alone realise that the guy she's complaining about is an arsehole and that I truly care for her, kiss me and cue the happy pop-rock tune to scrolling credits.

    Not that I would complain if it happened.

    Sorry this is so boring.



    10.12.2002

    eXTReMe Tracking : Extreme what?


    For those of you who read the html code of this site to find it's juicy nuggets of fat code and sloppy indenting, you might see a little paragraph of code that calls some stuff from eXTReMe Tracking. This lets me see who is visiting my blog, when they do it and how many colors they have their computer running at.

    It also let's me see who is linking to my site, as well as where they are coming from. Most of them come from Candy Boys, some from Serenity/Tigris and some are still coming from SpitefulHope, however are disturbing amount are now coming from search engines. Remember my post on lemon fan fiction or a crossover slash fiction? Probably not but if you want to look at them, that might explain why I found the following information on my tracker stats. These are the search terms that people who find their ways to my page are using.

    "degrassi - the next generation fanfiction", "peter pan yaoi", "Degrassi anime", "anime hentai sakura madison" and of course there's the "hentai sakura vs yuri and friends the first". Very disturbing.

    Not nearly as disturbing as the fact that the most prevalant OS among visitors to this blog is Microsoft Windows XP. Brrrr... chilling.

    10.10.2002

    WARNING : Contains Emotional Outpouring as a Result of Too Much WORK!!!!


    Nice title?

    Well it's about right, too. I'm tired, I'm fully up to my eyeballs in work and I'm angry.

    Angry at myself for being a fatty-fatty boomsticks, angry at the female gender for being my friends and angry at God for playing a cruel joke on me. I probably should be beginning one of the three assignments I have due in a few weeks but this is like therapy. But bucketloads cheaper. Kind of like when you scream or cry into your pillow. You just have to get it out.

    First of all I'm angry because of my fat bum, bulging belly and stupid life that won't let me lose weight. I'm a large build, 6'3" and I weigh 125kg. I don't look hugely fat but am still 35-40kgs heavier than I should be. I've been unable to do any excercise at all until a few days ago due to the stitches in my back (which are now out, thankfully). I have a problem with losing weight. I have a very irregular schedule due to uni mainly, which involves recording sessions at all hours of the days and nights. This means that regular excercise is a bit hard to do, as is regular healthy eating. If I had a regular job or didn't live 70 minutes from uni (where I am everyday) it wouldn't be a problem, but my schedule is such that I eat when I can and whatever's easiest. I've been making a better go of it in the last month, picking sushi or subbers where possible, but my weight seems to hover around 120kg to 125kg. Now that I have room, I'll probably pull out the TotalGym thing again and just do excercises on that of an evening when I'm bored. Which happens quite frequently.

    Now my problems with girls runs like this : Girls are completely irrational. I exploon this profundity bee-low.

    1) I don't want to go out with someone unless I am friends with them. That would suck and be pointless.
    2) Because I am not trying to crack onto my female friends the moment I meet them, they file me in "friends" category.
    3) When I do develop feelings for someone because I like who they are and stuff, a problem presents itself.

    Because I didn't try to pick up on them within our first three encounters, they think of me as "friend" material.

    Many girls, and I see this a lot, seem to be idiots. Feminists love saying that men think with their schlongs. I think many women don't think at all. They go out with someone they have nothing in common with because "he makes me feel {insert sensation here}". Despite the fact that the guy could be (and more often than not is) a complete tool. So they go with with people they wouldn't be friends with.

    Don't get me wrong : I don't have the hots for all my female friends. But I do prefer to get to know someone outside of the "expectations" contained within a "romantic" setting. It means that when I hold off my "Wow! She's hot!" instincts and actually get to know someone I haven't gotten into a situation where I might have to break something up when I realise, "Yeah, she's hot. But she smokes like a chimney and believes in drinking goatsblood, posthumous intercourse and voting democrat. I have nothing in common with her and she's not really someone I want to be friends with."

    So I am forever destined to be in the "friends" folder. Which, while it's nice to have so many platonic female friends, is getting quite frustrating.

    And God's joke? Well God is a relational God, and he created us in his image, so we are relational people.

    What good is it being a relational being if no-one wants to have a relationship with you?

    Now, realise that I'm tired, have had 3 hours sleep in as many days, and probably don't make any sense at all, but this is what I'm thinking at the moment. And it's some kind of therapy. Even if I did fleetingly consider gendercide.

    10.09.2002

    He's Aliiyyyyyyve! He's Aliiiyyyvvvveee!!!


    No. False alarm. He didn't commit suicide. He's just left the show. They were rumours circulated by those opposed to the great thinking chair and the clues of Blue. More information here.

    10.08.2002

    NWESFLSAH


    Steve from "Blues Clues" committed suicide. I don't know the details cos I just heard this from a friend. More news as it comes to hand.

    Pornography For Your Ears


    I use CDDB. I am progressively educating iTunes on the vast, vast, vastness of variety that is my CD collection. This is a slow process, however I fully intend to have all my CDs catalogued by the Second Coming of Christ. Or maybe the weekend after that.

    The New Zealand Symphony Orchestra recently released a promotional CD to it's subscribers. Copies were also sent to media outlets, etc for promotional purposes. Unknowingly, unwittingly (at least the filthy bastards of the NZSO claim ^_^) the song titles all went raunchy. It seems that for a short while, this CD conjured forth lurid descriptions of the "mummy and daddy" thing from CDDB, rather than the titles of the actual works recorded. Can you imagine some 53 year old woman playing the CD on her iMac and thinking to her self, "My word. This 'Fellating Leather Clad Dog Boys in A Minor' sounds remarkably like Elgar's 'Pomp and Circumstance'. I just don't understand this new music."

    Apparently there's a bit of an outcry over this and the article quotes suggestions that malicious hackers could be at fault. Yes. Malicious hackers armed with a copy of MusicMatch Jukebox and the letters section from Penthouse. Lock up your credit cards and take your photo off your website : they could hack into your computer and rename all your mp3s as filthy sex acts!!!

    The piece of interesting news I've stumbled across involves book publishing. No, not the long awaited 5th Harry Potter book. It's the new compact edition of the Oxford English Dictionary, which now includes phrases from idiotic American sitcoms. Yay. Apparently all you need to qualify as a "new" word is to be used 5 times over 5 years in the media. Does that mean in 3 years time "Dubya" will be in the book?

    Once again thanks to the yanks.

    Don't think I'm anti-American. I'm just anti-Americanisms. Once you take away all the cultural arrogance that many (that's many, not al!!!) display they're really nice.

    So no flaming, please. If it makes you feel better, count yourself as a culturally aware American who does actually know about the world beyond the two coasts.

    One other thing. Check out Gang-Warz. It rocks. I have my friends onto it and it's soo addictive. Ohhhh yeah. Mmmmhmmm.

    And my cat is off a respirator, is moving around and taking food and water. Good news.

    10.06.2002

    love lemons in a notorious steak.


    Like the title? From a random band name generator. I'm thinking of getting the cgi script for an rbg and modding it so instead of generating names like 'Buttrock Supremacy Asparagus' or 'The Wilting Lambourghinis' it creates titles for your blog posts. That would be fun. Or something.

    In the news today is an interesting little tidbit about Google. Now I'm a big fan of Google. It has a funky little page ranking system that ranks a page by the number of pages that link back to it. This generally means that you have a pretty good chance of getting what you want within 30 seconds of hitting the search button. Recently, however, I've been finding dead links, gateway pages (where the URL and description are misleading and the page is really a portal for some generic search engine that couldn't find a flea on a flea infested dog) and more importantly 404 errors. The article quotes a bunch of other people who dislike the new 'features' of the Pagerank engine.

    This is a serious problem and throws a whole bunch of Google related activities into the dark. Take Googling, for example.

    Googling is a game for two or more players. The competing players try to obtain search results with only one link returned. For example : the search "bandicoot breeding" returned these results, while searching for "Interbreeding Goats" returned this winning result. You can increase or decrease the difficulty and customise your own version of Googling by creating rules such as the "no special commands" handicap or the "single word" restriction for searches. It's a fun game to play because it kills time and requires no special hardware or software and forces you to wrack your brain for the most difficult and weird combination of words you can.

    Another fun Google past-time is the GoogleFight.

    Basically it's an easy little engine that lets you pit two things against each other to see who has the most Google links. They suggest internet browsers, manufacturers of operating systems and spiritual deities. My demonstration involved two of the biggest tele-evangelists in the world Kenneth Copeland and Benny Hinn. Interesting. And fun for the whole family.

    Oh and my cat is in the animal hospital with a tick in his head. Hopefully he'll live.

    10.04.2002

    Revisiting "You Can Never Go Back..."


    Just though I'd use that as a title for this update...

    I'm procrastinating at work. I really should be trying to find out the model number of these particular speakers (some Peavey boxes), but it's insanely difficult due to the fact that there's no model number or specifications on the cabinet - just a big badge on the front saying 'Peavey'. Why do you taunt me so, you filthy bastard speaker-box-enclosures? Arrrgghhh!!!

    At any rate I don't know why I came into work today other than a severe lack of cash. I would prefer not to ask my parents for handouts and feel that I should be supporting myself, but it's so with a full time music degree and stuff, and even doing my 'chores' for pocket money still feels like a handout. Oh well.

    Just an addition to the 'blog wars saga'. This little article from Sunday Morning Coffee.

    10.02.2002

    You Can Never Go Back...


    My parents reminisce about films they saw when they were young, my grandmother reminisces about seeing the ballet as a young girl, my unborn children reminisce about the obsolete 2-D television they have yet to see and I remenisce about old TV series. As a young child growing up, there was only one television station to watch : the ABC. Back then they were 'da bomb' as far as TV was concerned. They had the best shows : Dr Who, My Secret Valley, The Press Gang (featuring a very young Julia Sawalha), Cities Of Gold and of course they had Degrassi.

    For those of you born after 1985, the Degrassi series detailed the lives of a bunch of Canadian school kids and ran for a long while (1986-1991). Basically the kids in the series grew up from their exit of elementary school to their junior high entry through to their exit from high school. It was Dawson's Creek before there was teen drama. The series dealt with (over the years) drug abuse, AIDS, homosexuality, teen pregnancy and abortion. Sounds pretty tame now, but it was pretty big back in the 80s. It was also a real eye-opener to a 7 year old.

    Oh yeah, I was seven. It used to screen at 5pm weekday afternoons, but it would be preceded by a rather ominous warning from the guy that would host The Afternoon Show on the ABC, Something about it being for older kids and little kids shouldn't watch it. Well, talk about pouring gasoline on fire; I took this as a personal affront to both my intelligence and dignity, so I proceeded to watch the entire series. Interesting. I can't remember much of the specifics about it now, but my memory was stirred by a chance viewing of Degrassi : The New Generation this afternoon. It's a new series with new kids, which does little justice to the original. At least from what I saw today. I couldn't really find one likeable character or hateable character either. There's no Joey Jeremiah or Caitlain. No Zit Remedy. Just bland kiddies who don't really evoke much empathy. Well at least from me anyway.

    It could just be that Degrassi : The New Generation is just a victim of its parent's sucesses: it started out this whole teen drama thing, which is now a saturated market filled with knock-offs like Dawson's Creek, Party Of Five, Seventh Heaven, etc. Now through the warped mirror of eleven years of inferior reproduction (much like a copy of a copy of a copy), Degrassi : The New Generation is looking pretty poor.

    Of course it's been a while since I've seen any of the original Degrassi series, but therein lies the dilemma.

    If I watch the original series only to find out it's as crap as this one appears to be, then there goes a part of my vaguely rememberd cultural history. In which case it is better to sit back and keep Degrassi as one of those things that your peers can reminisce with you about and as something to separate you from those younger people who just missed out.

    Oh and for those of you who are feeling like a little trip down memory lane, here's a photo of the core cast from all three series in their stunning 80s fashions.



    Oh yeah, I should probably respond to some of the public crap I've received from Lisa's Dorm Box. This of course is only fair because I publicly called her shallow. I will point out that I don't know her, I only found her blog via random clicking on the latest updated blogs on the front page of blogger.com.

    It wasn't a very nice thing to say, but I'm bitter and cynical and don't really take anything or anyone that seriously so hopefully they'll forgive me. If not it's okay because they live in America, I live in Australia and that's okay - our two countries have never seen eye-to-eye on things like PAL.vs.NTSC, Light.vs.Lite and DaysOfOurLives.vs.Neighbours, so we'll just have to agree to not to agree.

    You gotta admit though the line "the shallowness that this blog projects more than makes up for it's lack of depth" was quite funny. In a perverse use of the english language kind of way.

    10.01.2002

    To 'blog or not to 'blog?


    Well, I think I can rightly say that I am fit to blog, what with my l33t 3|\|gl154 5k177z and stuff.

    I've discovered yet another way to kill mountains of time between classes, lectures and the release of new Harry Potter novels. If you visit blogger.com (creators of the blogging engine that runs this blog), you'll see a column on the left that says "Most Recently Updated Blogs". Because the internet is filled with idiots and these and idiots want to spread their idiocy, every time you refresh this page you'll see an amazing new smorgasboard of blogs. By simply clicking upon these I came across the following monstrosities :

    Junie-Anne thought at...


    Monday, September 30, 2002


    I've had a really horrible day. It started so badly and now that I'm at my desk about to start some other homework, I feel the weight even more heavier on my back. This really sucks. :sniffle:

    June thought at 7:41 PM



    Now, you do have to click the link to this site. I can't really explain how crap it looks. Or reads. You've got your typical angsty teen tryhard who, instead of doing the usual angsty teen thing of writing bad goth poetry about 'black' and 'night' and 'death' has decided to basically whinge about her life. Must be tough living with your parents, not having to support yourself. Damn. She does write about deep emotional things though, such as her frequent child-parent fights :


    Man, you can't believe the amount of drama I went through this week. I hated to fucking bits. I'm becoming a nutcase. When was it? Monday? My mom and I talked it over, I cried, frustrated and angry with my mother, and my mother yelled, offended. We both decided I should give up art and become a pharmacist. My mom said she's worried about my future that when I get out of college will I make enough money to support myself? So, I agreed, fine, I'll be a pharmacist since my friend Lily said that a pharmacist's starting salary is $70,000. I told my mom to call Long Island University to request an application for me.


    And of course her dreams of meeting her dream guy...


    I have no belief in fate. I have no belief whatsoever. Goodbye illusions. Goodbye to my foolish dream of working for Dreamworks and meeting Steven Spielberg someday. Goodbye to all my stupidity. I've never felt so alone in my life.


    I think she should investigate a new dream : one where she writes lyrics for Linkin' Park. She seems to be tuned into their wavelength.

    Now for my next amazing refresh find...

    Lisa's Dorm Box


    Monday, September 30, 2002




    Sarcastic FF X character selector

    ~Happiness is not a fish that you can catch~ 4:57 PM


    I'm so like Homer!
    I'm Homer, who are you? by Lexi
    Go Homer!!!

    ~Happiness is not a fish that you can catch~ 4:42 PM




    Simply by scrolling down this long, long, long, long, long pile of colorful rubbish, I am reminded of why certain members of the population should not be allowed to use the internet. These people transfer all the kitschy, rubbishy crap that clogs office cubicles, the desks of school receptionists and homes of 'sweet' old 'ladies' to the internet. You known what I'm talking about. Do remember that scene in 'Addams Family Values' where Wednesday and Pugsley are on summer camp and are locked in the 'happy hut' or whatever that abomination to good taste was called? All that crap : the kitten posters, the personality finders, the love-numerology-of-your-license-plates-matchers and stuff.

    Essentially, the authoress of this blog spends hours at selectsmart.com finding out what kind of M&M she'd be, then posting the results of said findings to her blog for her other friends to find. In stark contrast to June's macabre blog of shame, this blog is shameless. It reminds me of a Snickers bar; So sweet and full, yet completely substanceless. But that's okay, the shallowness that this blog projects more than makes up for it's lack of depth.


    Now it takes all kinds to make any kind of collaborative effort, so I really shouldn;t be too hard on these other blogs. They do serve a useful purpose; they make my blog look like a literary classic by comparison.

    9.27.2002

    seiryoku no musume-san


    Ahh yes, the influence of women.

    This week has been rather painful and frustrating. I had a thing cut out of my back (not pleasant) and am now stitched up across my spine with four stitches. Unfortunately the position of the incision requires me to not slouch, lift anything, bend over, or raise my arms too high; A situation that has caused me considerable annoyance. It's not until you've had your movements restricted by something like this that you realise how many things stretch the skin on your back.

    The only good thing that came out of this is the opportunity to say (with good reason for a change) "Sorry, I can't do the ironing/bring in the washing/load/unload the dishwasher. Bugger.".

    ^_^

    At any rate, the title of this blog entry is something to do with a ponderance I've been pondering during my recent immobility. I've been thinking about women, and not about the usual thing one might think about women (yes, I mean you, you dirty little boy!!! No, no, no. You know what you've been thinking when I said that thing about thinking. Pervert.).

    My ponderings have been centered around why I find certain kind of women attractive and why I don't find other kinds of women attractive. Indeed, it is often the case that I find a certain woman attractive while my friends think I'm insanes because they find this other kind of woman "hot". Take, for example, the fine teen film that is "10 Things I Hate About You".

    When I watch this film I think "Damn, that Larisa Oleynik is fine. No, I mean it. She looks like the kind of girl I could take home to meet my parents and they wouldn't complain. Lousy parents. Arrrrgghhhh!!! Why do you torment me so????? ARRRGGGHHHH!!!!".

    My friends, on the other hand, think "I would like to boink Julia Stiles. Hell yeah. Who's yo daddy, beeyotch??!?!". This proves that my friends are 'tards. Not really. Only joking.

    Now the same kind of thing goes for real flesh-and-blood women that I would actually have a chance of being in the same hemisphere with : I don't find the idealised "Blond Bombshell" that attractive. Whether that's from some internal lazyness of not wanting to try and compete with the hormone fuelled masses for said "Blondeshell" (See? I am so a writer! Creating new words and everything!!) or alternatively it could just be that some girls try too hard, cross the line and end up looking like skanky garbage. Personally, I think it's the second option - it's a lot easier to accept that the problem lies with everyone else.

    At any rate I think that I have a bad tendency to 'fall' for girls who resemble my perceptions of my favourite anime characters. Very bad I know. Not in any physical way or anything (yes, Kinomoto Sakura is 11, but that's just sick okay? Go get some serious psych help, freak!), but just my idealised versions of the qualities that these characters possess. Now, considering that my favourite genre of anime and manga is shoujo and the characters in thise genre are already the idealised version of whatever stereotype they are, we have a problem. Or rather I have a problem with an idealised version of an idealised version of a stereotype.

    However, now that I am aware of this I can ignore anything from my personality that would cause me to become romantically interested in someone that I would actually like and instead follow what the media tell me and become infatuated with a big bosomed blonde bombshell and live in a shallow relationship based on no actual attraction at all.

    Just like every other "modern" relationship.

    Bugger that!!! I'll just become a monk instead and keep on buyng my Marmalade Boy and Card Captor Sakura and keep living my bishoujo dream. Who knows. Maybe I'll bump into some girl at the comic shop who has a bishounen fixation.

    Match made in heaven, ne?

    9.24.2002

    Totoro


    I'd relegated myself to purchasing the Japanese DVD release of Tonari no Totoro, when I chanced across a report on the Nausicaa.net Miyazaki Page about it's availability as a region 1 DVD in December. Cool.

    While there, however, I came across this little piece of expository crap. Now, I can sound as pretentious and pretend to enjoy anime for it's "technical production value and cultural relevance to one of the most intriguing nations on earth", but this line just blew me sideways.


    This is an excellent childhood story unrivaled by any since "Peter Pan". The plot involves Satsuke, a girl on the cusp of womanhood, moving into the country with her father and younger sister Mei, where she discovers a child's realm of wonder and make-believe running in parallel to the adults' mundane everyday existence.


    Now, that's only a little bit of it, but can anyone else see this guy as being just a little bit of an arse? "Cusp of womanhood" anyone? I suppose he was that one guy who had to move his backpack onto his lap when they screened it at his local anime club. What with all that hot family bathing action. Damn.

    At any rate I can't really find any more info on the region 1 release, so if it turns out to be crap, then I'll just get the Japanese one anyway.

    9.19.2002

    Sour Lemons

    WARNING : this blog entry contains nasty type themes and almost explicit sex between fictional characters. it's all a parody though, ^_^

    I think I've probably looked at about all there is to look at on the net. I've been using the internet for 7 years now. Since you could first get internet access outside of a university here in Australia. And, I think I've seen everything there is to see; that is everything there is to see without a credit card and a box of tissues. Hence the beginning of this post.



    On Thu, 19 Sep 2002, 9:33 PM, Shoujo said :

    i've run out of things to do on the internet!!!

    On Thu, 19 Sep 2002, 9:34 PM, Tigris said :

    Go read CCS [Card Captor Sakura] fanfic. Or something. Or go on IRC. Or put a JPOP cd on and "practice" DDR %]

    On Thu, 19 Sep 2002, 9:36 PM, Shoujo said :

    every CCS fanfic that i've ever seen (and never read) all start off with NB: This is completely out of character or
    WARNING : contains (yukito/touya) or (tomoyo/sakura) or (sakura/lee) (yuri/yaoi)

    On Thu, 19 Sep 2002, 9:47 PM, Shoujo said :

    Touya no shinjitsu no kimochi (Touya's True Feelings) (59K) - [mm][yaoi][rom][oral][anal]

    Somehow I think that there is something even more heinous to CCS than the butchered rape that is that dub...

    We should kill them. Kill them before the spread.

    Denial Of Service attacks to every fanfic archive that has lemons



    So as you can see I am very bored, therefore I've decided to write the ultimate "Lemon" Fanfic. For those of you not in the know, "Lemon" is a polite way of saying "Porn involving fictional characters from a japanese cartoon series", which lets other anime fanfiction writers know that you're the one who keeps requesting 'La Blue Girl' and 'Ninja Scroll' at the local Anime Club/Society.




    Wourlds Aprat

    By Sailor Sakura : 6th Child

    NB : Theis is my first lem,on fancfition so I welcoem your commenst.

    PART I

    Sakura groand as kero pumped his long fat **** into her. �Phweee??� she moaned as eva unit-1 crushed the celing in.

    �baka, shinji, you baka� yelled askua. �why do you have to pilot like a baka?�.

    �Perhaps you should not be so harsh� said rei.

    �your right. I�m sorry, baka shinji� Said asuka. �come over here and **** me, baka hentai sugoi-kun�.

    �umm� well� I�m not sure if that�s such a good idea� said shinji.

    �why not, hentai-sama?� asked Asuka, here juices spiling down her legs.

    �because my father might see the video tape.�

    �what videotape?�

    �the one that madison is taping� said tori avalon as he ****ed julien.

    �I wonder what she does with those tapes� said juilen as he ****ed toris long **** rod, dripping with **** and pulsing like a **sh **4* **oe**ma.

    TO BE CONTINUID.

    Please e-mail me if you want me to keep on writing it




    And that, I believe is the literary height of "lemon" fan fiction! At any rate it kicks the crap out of any of the other junk I've stumbled across.

    9.18.2002

    Mysterious Disappearance of Sen and Chihiro


    Well I suppose Spirited Away is an acceptable translation of the original title (Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi). It does have a certain ring to it. That's right, the ring of Hayao Miyazaki!!

    Miyazaki-sama is the brainchild behind Tonari no Totoro or My Neighbour Totoro (1988), Majo no Takkyubin or Kiki's Delivery Service (1989) as well as Mononoke Hime or Princess Mononoke (1997). He's also behind a bunch of other stuff, but these are my favourites. Damn my cultured tastes!!!

    At any rate, today I saw Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi for the first time (thanks Chichiri!!) and am soooooooo in awe of the creativity. All the way through I was thinking 'Through the Looking Glass', but it was completely different. Patrick, you are gonna be soooo jealous (he has the artbook but hasn't seen the moving pictures unfortunately ^_^ ). I really don;t want to give the story away but needless to say it unfurls with amazing animation, incredible cuteness in the characterisations and the divine touch that Miyazaki has when it comes to writing stories.

    Unfortunately I did only get to see the film on NTSC tape (for being the most powerful nation in the world Americans sure do have a crappy media system!!), however Japanime 2002 approaches and while I cringe at the name, I am extremely happy to have the opportunity to see Kamikakushi direct of 35mm film with cinema sound! I've already seen the other offerings and while they are good, I don't really want to pay just to see them on the screen, but for this film....

    The only problem is that now I have to come up with ticket money and that is in short supply!

    The other thing I would like to point out is the amazing redesign of my blog that Serenity/Tigris/Shawn did!! I am a huge CCS fan and this is soooo great. Now, I need to go and stop writing like a 10 year old girl.

    9.16.2002

    I Can't Stop Pouring Buckets of Sweat!


    Out of all the places there are to play DDR in central Brisbane, current venue for the amazing world tour of my life, I would have to say that 'Topps' (the cinema level of the Myer Center) is the best. Except for one thing.

    No fan.

    Perhaps I should start by explaining just why 'Topps' is the best DDR gig in town. For starters, it's cheap. 'Timezone' is great because they have a groovy environment, lots of flashing games and instead of coinage they use swipe cards!!! Unfortunately they have a DDRMax2 7th Mix machine directly next to a 5th Mix machine. This makes for an interesting variety as one can change between machines at will and potentially experience four mixes simultaneously (two mixes worth of tracks on each machine). Unfortunately, having the machines in this close proximity means that when both machines are being used it becomes difficult to distinguish which machine your beat it is coming from.

    If I may explain : while the arrows do tell you when to place your feet, the experienced DDR dancer uses the beat as the hit point, not the visual of the arrows hitting their guide. If you have two machines playing two different beats, however, this becomes a problem.

    'Timezone' do indeed have a fan, and also reasonably priced bevarages. They are also the only DDR venue in central Brisbane to be located directly next to a food court, and for those who are so inclined are merely two floors below the only Games Workshop in Brisbane. Unfortunately with all these luxuries comes a price, and that price is $1.80 a game. Ouch.

    The next best venue in central Brisbane is the 'Replay Family Entertainment Center'. This center has DDR for the saintly price of $1. They use an innovative system of tokens with bonus tokens for exchanging $5, $10 & $20 notes into said tokens. They also have a fan, and have a 7th Mix machine too. What makes it a less than ideal environment for DDR is that there are a number of other machines of varying types and the noise can sometimes drown out your own playing. It's all right first thing in the morning, though.

    Now, the bext thing in DDR as far as central Brisbane is concerned is 'Topps'. They have $1 DDRMax2 7th Mix and their machine is not drowned out by other machines. The only problem is that there's no fan. After my fourth or fifth game I begin to get a little sweaty, so I appreciate the evaporation that a strategically placed fan can offer. I truly believe that the addition of a single self-oscillation pedestal fan would increase the 'Topps' DDR patronage at least twofold. Now that's not too much to ask is it? The amount of money that the Candy Boys have poured into that machine certainly warrants it.

    9.14.2002

    I Want My Crossover Narnia-Evangelion Slash Fiction!!


    Interesting. Apparently fanfiction.net is going to remove NC-17 (the Australian Equivalent of 'R') from their rating system and all stories that carry this rating will be deleted. The miscellaneous slash fiction writers have even started up an online petition whereby writers and readers can petition the admins on ff.net to complain.

    Now being one who sees freedom of speech as a right not deserved by many people, I applaud the administrators of FanFiction.Net for this brave, idealogical stance. They claim that they are doing it because they don't want children accidentally logging onto it.

    They could y'know.

    They could fail to read the rating down the bottom that says 'Rating : NC-17'. They could also fail to notice the friggin' huge javascript pop-up that appears when you go to load one of these stories that says 'This story is rated NC-17. Are you over 18? Y/N'. Or they could just forget that they're not 18 and are actually pimpled-faced, 15 year old script kiddies who are so far from ever touching a girl that they are happy to read Rainbow Brite/Punky Brewster lesbian crossover bondage fan fiction.

    Ewwwwwwww!!!

    At any rate, whatever their reasons, any effort that attempts to cull the growing tide of Pokemon/DragonBallZ/SailorMoon slash porn stories multiplying on the net like randy, fanfic fueled rabbits is alright by me!

    DDR vs D&D


    As my friends would know (and even the people who aren't my friends but have to work with me or go to uni with me), I've recently gone rather strange and begun dancing. Not the kind of dancing that my grandparents do. Or would do, if they were the kind of grandparents that dance to wire-less. Not the kind of dancing that Brittany does (unlike her, I'm not a slut), or even the kind of daning cowboys do when their feet are being shot at.

    I'm talking about the revolutionary dance-dancing of the Dance Dance Revolution machine-device.

    The reason that it is strange for me to dance is because 'dancing' is a 'physical activity' and 'physical activity' is a technical term for 'excercise', and 'excercise' causes to smell. And be sweaty. Neither of which I like, but for some reason happily endure in order to worship at the neon altar that is Dance Dance Revolution.

    I have sucked friends into this trend and they, in turn, have introduced more friends to the hypnotic blink of arrows and mesmerising thump of bite-sized Japanese techno. All of which makes for fun times and sore knees. Patrick (first of said 'friends' who now spends time rehearsing DDR moves on the pavers in the Queen Street Mall, that is when he's not being arrested for said practise of rehearsing DDR moves on the pavers in the Queen Street Mall) and I were discussing this on an e-mail list, when the following e-mail was e-mailed. This e-mail read :


    So where do u play DDR? I miss DND! Then again, i don't need any other
    distractions. And besides, im sure i'd suck at it cose its been ages since
    i've played DND and i've forgotten the rules and stuff. And how much does
    that suck having to PAY to play the game.


    So how different is DDR?




    Well, after reading this I posted a reply stating that DND (D&D) was actually a video game where you danced, as opposed to a board game where you worshipped Satan and went straight to immortal hell if you played it. Only joking about the Satan part though. The next day, however came the following idiots guide to DDR vs D&D from Patrick.


    Here is a list of differences between DDR and DND, cause
    I know how easy it can be to get the two confused...

    DND: Played with pencils, paper and dice.

    DDR: Played with feet.

    DND: Owned by Wizards of the Coast.

    DDR: Not owned by Wizards of the Coas. Yet.

    DND: Drink of choice: Mountain Dew.

    DDR: Drink of choice: Ecstasy, crack, what have you.

    DND: Players frequently argue with gamemaster.

    DDR: Players willingly submit to inanimate machine.

    DND: Nerds pretend to be mighty warriors and heroes.

    DDR: Nerds pretend to be able to dance.

    DND: Costs hundreds of dollars in rulebooks and supplements.

    DDR: Costs hundreds of dollars in tokens or home accessories.

    DND: Soundtrack: Metallica, the Harry Potter soundtrack.

    DDR: Cheesy, bite-sized Japanese dance-pop tunes.

    DND: Players able to take toilet and meal breaks.

    DDR: Players able to take toilet and meal breaks, but don't.

    DND: Players gain weight.

    DDR: Players lose weight, injure themselves, stink, etc.

    DND: Stupid, pointlessly complicated rules.

    DDR: Simple rules and challenging gameplay.

    DND: Inspired hundreds of superior role-playing games.

    DDR: Inspired a handful of inferior rip-offs.

    DND: It's a pen-and-paper role-playing game.

    DDR: It's an arcade game where you dance around to music.



    I hope that clears up a bit of confusion about DDR and D&D for those of you still stuck in 1979.


    Shoujo

    9.13.2002

    Impending Loss of Jobness-ism


    Well, that sure was a while between posts.

    I've certainly been busy in the job I said I was starting in that first post. During the last 6 months the head of my department was sacked, I continued working as a casual in the department. Basically being the only guy in the whole store who knew about the products we sold for 4 months until last week, when a new department head was hired.

    It's great. He's competent and knowledgable and great with customer service. Only problem is, my hours are being dropped down. Because I'm a casual they can do that because I'm not guaranteed work hours.

    Bugger.

    Anyway, I'm knuckling down for my final semester of university. 10 000 words of assignments due in, and I have to make a concerted effort to actually make sense so I can apply for honours.

    Wheeeeee

    Shoujo

    4.03.2002

    Impending Jobness-ism


    Well that other heading was a little too big, so this is smaller... we'll see how that goes.

    Anyway, I've finally got a job (but not from lack of trying). I applied a while ago after a friend who was working at the place (notice how I avoid legal kerfuffle by avoiding mentioning the name?) let me know there was a position open. I applied, dazzled them with my charms and then waited for two months until I got some hours. (today).

    Wheeeeeeeheeeheeheeee!!!

    In other news, people who drive in carparks without indicating, without giving way and without a brain SUCK!!!!
    Honestly, how hard is it to obey the rules of the road, even when you're in a carpark. I mean, I understand it's not the 'road' road, but you're still driving a lethal vehicle. You can actually be courteous.

    Anyway, I'm off to waste time on irc till the wee hours, get up late and be tired on my first day of WORK!!!!

    Shoujo