| 03:10pm 02/09/2006 | |||
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| Hooray for old emails. | ||||
| 01:12am 29/07/2006 | ||||
- Iris Murdoch I wish I were more confident about writing in the third person. Writing about the revelations and thoughts in my mind just don't sound the same when using the word 'I'. It's just amazing how much of the world goes on when you're just doing nothing. I notice this most when I'm alone in the CBD of Melbourne, usually waiting for someone at the city's most popular rendevous point, the Flinders Street train station clocks. With Ludovico playing in my head, I watched the world go by. Every person you see there who is sitting on the steps, waiting for someone or just hanging out, they all have a life just as big and as complex as yours. All your thoughts, dreams, emotions, every person has them and it's a hard concept to grasp. Hearing nothing but music during this time of observation only makes it all the more surreal. I feel as though I'm being left behind in the world. For as long as I can remember, my life has been split into school semesters. Sure, I live week by week, but most times of year are, in my head, related to dates of breaks from class, examination periods or times of assessment. A lot of my friends are finishing university now, and their lives are moving on. I had a goodbye dinner for a friend tonight, his life isn't arranged by semesters anymore, it's orchestrated to a 40/50/60 hour workweek with much less flexibility. Another has become so much more scary in terms of life perspective. I think my thoughtless ramblings really hit a nerve and now he's trying to get as far away from a career as possible. You'd think I'd be happy about this, but I'm not because while I may scream about the horrors of a rigid life, I'm not angry enough to run in the opposite direction. It's as though I see a giant bear coming to rip my face off, but instead of running away, I stand firmly in place, more out of lack of enthusiam than anything else. Every day I more seriously consider becoming a stand-up comic. Maybe it's the lifestyle or admiration of people like Doug Stanhope and Lewis Black who really aren't the best role models, but it just seems like such an appropriate way to escape the world. Nothing is serious anymore, anything can be turned into a bit for the amusement of others, pain or pleasure. The only catch is that I'm largely amusing only to myself, and the audience inside my head didn't pay for their tickets. Maybe I just need to actually sit down and structure my anecdotes into a more consumable form for the world. I don't really feel many emotions for more than a few hours. I get angry about things, but I wake up the next day and I feel fine. I feel sad about something, but all I do is speak to a friend about penguins with flamethrowers and everything is okay again. Some emotions don't really go away, though, they can resurface at any time and make your stomach do a flip all over again, and all from the smallest provocation. I have a hard time connecting with people, and it's something I really want to do. The problem with that is that I'm too superficial. When I say 'connect', I mean to have this sort of understanding of one another that is silently acknowledged, and for some reason I seem to believe that this is something I can only experience with women. Whether it's because this connection is something I equate very closely to love, or whether because if I ever found a guy who thought the same way I do I'd probably want to throttle him, I'm not sure. I want to be able to talk my personal philosophy with someone who isn't going to just ignore me or contrarily try to out-argue me on anything. I want to be able to ramble about some ridiculous piece of new without things turning into a fistfight. I want to be able to propose the ownership of a shark on a skateboard for the sheer amusement value without someone thinking I'm a nutcase. In short, I'm lost but I kinda like it that way. |
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buh| The Top 5 List of Things Indians Can and Cannot Do. | ||||
| 11:54pm 07/07/2006 | ||||
Can 1. Make a portable bidet out of the most random items. 2. Break windows when locked in a room but then not use the open window to escape. 3. Show absolutely no emotion even when they know you're eating beef right in front of them. 4. Lock their keys in their room then contact you as though you know a secret way to get into the room that they don't. 5. Beat me at Rockstar's Table Tennis game on XBOX 360. Okay, the character is really from Egypt but I didn't know that for like ten minutes and he looks Indian damn it. Cannot 1. Speak English. 2. Remember my name (I just refer to them collectively as 'the indians'). 3. Use their bidet without putting shitwater all over the toilet floor. 4. Sit inside for ten minutes. They have some innate desire to stand around outside the house and do exactly what they were doing inside: NOTHING. 5. |
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| Everywhere I go, I get into trouble. | ||||
| 11:20pm 26/06/2006 | ||||
 Stomach is killing me, other health problems prevalent. 2-month diet of Mountain Dew and ham rolls has finally caught up with me. Actually, I think the cold, canned spaghetti may be the culprit, but that wasn't my fault. At any rate, I guess a visit to the doctor is in order. Maybe get some placeboes or something. Time to go watch Australia get thumped by Italy. Congratulations on them reaching the second round though! |
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| 07:27pm 18/06/2006 | |||
| I finally figured myself out and my perceptions so that I can explain it to other people. You know that kinda smirk and warm feeling you get when you hear in the news that someone was run over by an ambulance? That's pretty much how I live my life in terms of how I see most of the world. | |||
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| 11:24am 17/06/2006 | |||
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I wonder if society will ever become so vain regarding body hair that chemotherapy will become the new, hip way to keep yourself hair-free. So you see some bald, hairless kid in a wheelchair down the street, desperately trying to not get an infection and all you can think is "Boy, the price of beauty sure is high these days". |
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| Duff Gardens, HOO-RAH.... | ||||
| 02:08pm 14/06/2006 | ||||
edit: AND FUCKING HELL MORE INDIANS ARE MOVING INTO MY HOUSE FLNGSDJFLSAHFDKNA;S'SADF |
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| Australia defeats Japan 3-1 | ||||
| 01:22am 13/06/2006 | ||||
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| 07:53pm 20/05/2006 | ||||
I am happy. No, it's just a coincidence. |
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pleased| How was breakfast? Unbelievable! | ||||
| 10:33pm 19/05/2006 | ||||
Though, this is according to the 60 year old man who is renovating the place, so perhaps I shouldn't take his word for it. Most people his age think anything younger than 25 is hot. Note that I did't mention the smelly Indian family of 3 who will also be there. I intend (almost typed Nintendo then, Wiiiiiiii!) to mentally block them and their nonsense soon enough. |
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complacent isn't a mood| Arj Barker? | ||||
| 10:19pm 10/05/2006 | ||||
In slightly-related news, I'm seriously considering having a serious attempt at being a stand-up comic. Not as a career choice (yet), just something I'll dabble in. Surely I can beat some of the no-hopers I've seen at the Melbourne International Comedy Festival this year. Saw: Dylan Moran Daniel Kitson Arj Barker Joel Osmont/Osmond Ahkmal Saleh (twice) Dave Hughes Charlie Pickering The Umbilical Brothers Demetri Martin (twice) Danny Bhoy The Amazing Jonathon Dave Grant I think that's it. Most were good. Dylan Moran was disappointing, ditto for Arj Barker and Dave Hughes, but the rest were pretty good. News in brief: living completely alone on Monday, had a bike accident, bit the inside of my cheek (not during the bike accident), got a 10-day trial account on WoW and it's eating my soul, fell for an Iranian-Italian girl, having weird dreams and disliking Family Guy more and more each week. Also, hi. |
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| 07:43pm 30/04/2006 | |||
| I admire Chinese people for the simple fact that they are pretty much the only people who still use styrofoam in their fast-food stores. Fuck the environment, they want to save money. It's admirable to see people being openly selfish, because it's honest. | |||
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| oh how good it feels to write | ||||
| 12:01am 24/04/2006 | ||||
I mean, theoretically, if you compare to that example, I should be able to live on $30 for 2 years if I were in some little war-torn country, but I pay one-tenth of that, 2.4 months of money, just for two all beef patties special sauce lettuce cheese pickles all on a sesame seed bun. Right, cost of living and all that. They charge the price because they can, but I want to know exactly what corners are being cut to stretch $30 to last 6 months to feed four people. I'm guessing they don't have a whole lot of McDonalds vouchers lying around to give to the families, so it must be some farming thing, which is ridiculous. It's a bit insensitive to expect them to drag themselves away from something fun like a civil war or mass female circumcision to do something as boring as farming. In high school agriculture class, I had to farm for two hours a week, and that was two hours too many. At first, it's entertaining to see dirt and shovels and things that you stuffed into the ground with average enthusiasm grow into some sort of vegetable I didn't eat because I was 14 and hated vegetables, but it gets boring fast. This is especially true of developed countries where childrens book illustrators have been asked "to avoid showing uncut loaves of bread and freestanding wardrobes because they might be unfamiliar to American readers." link. It's just a little offensive to maintain such a harsh double-standard, that's all I'm saying. Looks like a bit of haggling may occur the next time I'm at McDonalds. |
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| 12:05am 23/03/2006 | |||
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hey look i found a workaround damn, i can't even keep myself out of deadjournal as long as i remember one of the six hundred email addresses i've used for this account since i created it (unless i use that supposed thing called willpower, which no-one really seems to have if they get emotional or bored enough) well, that was interesting seeya |
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| How to stop using Deadjournal. | ||||
| 11:18am 27/11/2005 | ||||
2. Write final entry. 3. Get a temporary email address from Mailinator that you'll never ever remember and change it to your default DJ email address (so you'll never be able to request your password and won't get emails from Deadjournal) 4. Change your password using the same Mailinator gibberish text string for your new password (once again, because it's something you'll never ever remember). 5. Wipe all Deadjournal links and cookies from your bookmarks and history, as well as Mailinator history so you won't get the urge to go and reopen the journal. Optional: edit your HOSTS file to redirect Deadjournal to Google or something so there won't be any anonymous browsing). 6. Uninstall Semagic and LJ Archive and delete the install files. 7. Here are my leftover DJ codes: xkgqjaaac7wk, mmvvvaaac7wm, 2z4zqaaac7wj, pse4yaaac7wh, h3yzsaaac7wg Please don't hog them all at once, just take one if you need it. 8. (Optional) Block and delete all Deadjournal contacts from instant messaging programs. 9. Play Age of Empires III for the next 72 hours. Sorry, kids. It's just not fun anymore. |
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