Squares

SIGH

2010-05-16T10:45:00.003+10:00

I remember this place...

So many memories...

This year so far has been a pleasant blend of chaotic stuff and succesful denial of most, if not all of the afor mentioned stuff. Ed and i are currently going through the final year of school. It is a bitch. Right now i should be preparing for an assessment on Hamlet tomorrow. As well as a biology assessment. Ooh, and an progress mark for art. Ah, and a rationale for Extension two english. And a music performance.

In an effort to apologise for my whiny-ness, i have uploaded a drawing.

Christmas post + 600th post!

2009-12-25T14:24:00.002+11:00

Just because we're on hiatus doesn't mean we can't have our annual christmas post!

Unfortunately, our good friend chimrea, who normally does these sorts of things, is unavailable right now. I'm sure he'll show up sooner or later.

Anyway, this post is doubly important. It's not just because it's santa's birthday, but its also our
600th post! (excluding drafts and other unpublished posts)

Thanks to anyone who might still be reading!
7899I wish chimrea were around to see this... Oh, and merry christmas.

my turn

2009-10-25T10:30:00.003+11:00

Muse, Powderfinger, Lily Allen, Eskimo Joe, Groove Armada, Grinspoon, The Mars Volta, Ladyhawke, Dizzee Rascal, Karnivool, Peaches, The Temper Trap, Kasabian, Midnight Juggernauts, Rise Against, Magic Dirt, Mastodon, Lisa Mitchell, The Horrors, Bluejuice, Calvin Harris, Kisschasy, The Decemberists, Tame Impala, Girl Talk

first announcement; stay tuned

2009-09-19T17:37:00.003+10:00

It's not dead yet. Just sleeping.
7687 By 'it' i mean the blog. Just wanted to point that out.

Everything you could ever want to know

2009-09-19T15:51:00.003+10:00

Life is still happeing, believe it or not. Things happen on a regular occasion, followed by large portions of "nothing". Here is a run down of my life;

-Made some music. Why, that sure was cool!
-Developed a drug habit (but seriously...).
-killed someone (metaphorically, we hope).
-spent a drunken night breaking into peoples backyards and reaaranging all their stuff (i like telling people about that).
-ate some macaroni cheese (just this morning, in fact!)
-spent time living in Sydney (surely the greatest place in all the lands?)
-solved some of the worlds dilemmas.
-researched Buddhism and Islam, and failed to like either that much.
-Had a PARTY right here, at ol' Hugh's place! fell out of a tree in the process.
-had an amazing love affair.
-etcetcetcetcetcetcetcetcetcetcetcetcetcetc

just letting those who might notice know that Squares is still ok; not so much dead as just contently dorment. ahh
i miss secret messages

complaining is the new cool

2009-08-28T22:56:00.003+10:00

everything's crashing down around me, though very slowly, and more or less in a good way.
still fucking anoying though.
happy birthday hugh...
thanks hugh...

Its all like I WANT TO DROWN but he's all like STUPID IDEA! we compromise and have kebabs

2009-08-19T22:32:00.002+10:00

this place seems so sad and lonely. maybe we should have a party?

awkward silence...

anyway.....

hiatus ed?
no misspellings found

2009-08-01T19:25:00.003+10:00

I'm going to take up the policy of not writing titles. Partly from peer pressure, but mostly because it saves me the ten minutes of staring at the screen trying to think of one.

I'm afraid I can't give an good or entertaining explanation for the recent lack of posts. Because there isn't one. Over the past few weeks, I have acquired an acute case of laziness.

In fact, laziness is the only reason I'm writing this now- otherwise I would have to do work.

I believe it has been 38 days since I last wrote on this blog. That's an awfully long time. That's less time than the invasion and fall of Poland (35 days).
7567 Ye gods, why am I still doing this? Nobody cares about the numbers anymore. Also, there have been only 63 visits to the site since my last post. Since 38 of those must be fine (I visit every day as a matter of ritual), that means that there could only have been only 25 visits by anyone else. Still, 7567 is a pretty big number.

2009-07-10T23:00:00.000+10:00

we can fight aliens....

solve solar mysteries

lazor gun in the holster....

roamin' the galaxies....

(guitar solo here)

A post! With words!

2009-06-24T17:30:00.002+10:00

Today was a happy-awesome day!

So I was in gym, for reasons that escape me. To get out of doing tedious and pointless exercise, I re-derived the theory behind calculus.

Let me back track a little bit. My friend, who we shall call 'Mr. X' felt that he wasn't doing well enough in maths, so he took it upon himself to take some sort of tutoring. Unfortunately, he skipped a lot of the crucial theory elements of the course, and ended up having no idea what to do. In particular those parts of the course that dealt with stuff we hadn't done in class, especially differentiation.

So he asked me: 'Whats the derivative of s = 5t - 10t²? I had no clue, so I dismissed it, because there's no point in thinking about something that makes no sense to you.

UNLESS the only alternative is tedious, pointless exercise. So I re-derived basic calculus and solved Mr. X's problem.

My god's it's so beautiful. I won't be able to sleep, or talk about anything else for a long time now. So try to avoid me.
7504 When I say 're-derived' I mean 'extrapolated from a known solution', but that's not nearly as impressive.

2009-06-16T21:45:00.001+10:00

THERE HAS BEEN NO POSTS FOR 15 DAYS!!!!

So there you go, just for the fans.

I love you fans.

If a post were to go without a title, it wouldnt show up on my RSS feed. And that would be bad.

2009-06-01T17:43:00.003+10:00

Last night, I spent hours working on this one problem. I could barely sleep just thinking about it. Then I managed to solve it absentmindedly on the bus this morning with very loud people near me talking about how their last mammoth hunt. or something like that.

I hate when that happens, it makes past me look like an idiot and present me look like a jerk for showing past me how much of an idiot he was.
7431 And time travel just makes it more interesting

2009-05-31T21:11:00.000+10:00

I feel upset and betrayed. THATS RIGHT I'M TALKING TO YOU.
still following that trend...

2009-05-25T20:44:00.002+10:00

You know dear blog, all this stuff is happening, and i'm all like....aaah! I can't tell blog about it! Wow! And i cant write about it in my affair letters either! aah, what do i do? aaah!

I think its angst poetry time! (yay!)

I should really be doing homework or sleeping

2009-05-24T22:15:00.002+10:00

I would sleep, but aliens want to steal my skull.

It seems human skulls are useful as drink bottles for aliens with 3 mouths.

Where did that come from?
7379 I am trying to not use contractions in my speech. This way, I will talk slower and more vulcan-like.

2009-05-23T11:27:00.002+10:00

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I'm sorry, my fans!

2009-05-19T20:14:00.003+10:00

Dearest squares

I am having an affair.

Thats right! i am forsaking you for another writing project! Instead of spilling my whatever angst and drifty ideas right here, i've been sating my writing need with letters to a friend! these letters are amazingly eloquent, rather long and entertaining enough. So, in order to make you happy, i shall paste a list here.
Become a prophet of a major religion, with at least 4 billion followers from a collective 3 or 4 planets.

2) Fly to the stars

3) Become a super spy (not an ordinary spy. If it is not of the “super” variety it does not count)

4) Sleep on a hammock!

5) Win something

6) Be recognized by a stranger

7) Be feared

8) Become a moderately successful musician

9) Be a guest star on the Mighty Boosh or something

10) Host a successful dinner party with Dylan Moran, Thom Yorke, the Dalai Lama AND the Pope.

11) Try an alternate drug manufactured by Japanese martial arts experts made entirely from tiger DNA

12) Ride a midget like a horse

13) Ride a horse like a midget

14) Paint a cat yellow and black, attach it to a battery, call it Pikachu and ride it to school.

15) Make a movie that people see AND like

16) Set fire to something that I had a huge emotional connection with

17) Blow up a star

18) Make a star

19) Discover the true meaning of Christmas

20) Successfully remove the religious significance of Christmas and complete the transition from holiday of goodwill to annual financial binge ritual.

21) Convince myself that I am Jesus reincarnate

22) Write a song that will be played at cool peoples funerals (cool people!)

23) Be one of the cool kids

24) Write a science fiction novel that both girls and guys like

25) Meet an alien and discuss philosophy and culture with it

26) Convince a psychologist that he is screwed up

27) Develop a serious mental problem, then SOLVE it!

28) Beat cancer over the face with a sack full of bricks and/or the teeth of its victims

29) Listen to the entirety of Takk (by Sigur Ros) in a hut without any lights on, at night time, no windows, incredibly loud. Drugs optional but not really necessary.

30) Kiss a stranger at a party when Black Swan (by Thom Yorke) is playing. Preferably female, pretty and clean.

31) Make love to the concept of manifestial unity, without the restraints of logic or company.

32) Shoot down an enemy plane

33) Do a wheely in an ambulance

34) Write a joke that will be past down through the centuries

35) Live somewhere rather cool

36) Ride a cloud

37) Not speak for an entire week!!

38) Be part of a revolution

39) Win an argument

40) Save someone’s life

41) Live through AT LEAST 2 centuries

42) See Radiohead live

43) Be a guest musician on a Radiohead album

44) Jam with Joshua Hommes

45) Jam with Eberhard Weber, Jan Gebrarick and the lad who plays piano and has a name with something like Rainer in it.

46) Change my name to something with dots in it.

47) Have a nick name (which is used to the extent that some people don’t actually know my real name)

48) Gain your respect

49) Cause a tornado

50) Crash a helicopter but bail at the last minute. This should be captured by cameras.

51) Prove there is no god through science

52) Have science declared an official faith. “I believe in science. You believe in the gods? Oh, THE god? My mistake…”

53) Perform live with rave reviews

54) Make someone cry IN A GOOD WAY

55) Draw something that gets into the art textbooks.

56) Achieve greater then my teachers

57) Pull of a good piano solo.

58) Invent a new colour.

59) Genetically fuse snakes with butterflies. How cool would that be? It would be all fluttery and hissy and GOD so many people would die!

60) Get arrested, but for a good reason, then get away with it.

61) Be part of a police drug raid involving guns, commando rolls and high speed car chases

62) Paint a giant smiley on the Sydney opera House with a speech bubble saying something like no photos please, tourists, SIMPLY FOR THE SAKE OF WATCHING TOURISTS TAKE PHOTOS THEN GET ARRESTED and shot.

63) Reach the moon on a scooter

64) Make love in zero gravity

65) Convince gangsters to use words like Pretty and Love Making instead of Hot, fuckable, fucking, screwing, banging etc

66) Belong to a distinct youth sub culture. Preferably a jazz related one.

67) Get a Polaroid camera, take photos of mundane stuff, stick them to my wall, pretend I’m arty, take a Polaroid photo of that then get it hung in an art gallery with the title “I’m a pretentious git” written above it with big black letters.

68) Learn to play harmonica better then you

69) Get an accordion

70) Do some really awesome graffiti in a public area that people look at and LIKE.

71) Own a decent looking car.

72) Be respected by the local hoodlums

73) Get a tattoo that is not absolutely degrading and embarrassing.

74) Get the top mark in ext Eng.

75) Go to Iceland and eat an icecream made from the ice there. Then hang out with Bjork.

76) Remain at a constantly pleasant temperature for a majority of my life.

77) Live in a world where the Donnie Darko sequel won’t be god awful and will in fact be better then the first.

78) Meet Max, king of the Wild Things

79) Kill Max, take his crown and become Hugh, King of the Wild Things.

80) Invent a word that gets placed in the dictionary. Preferably a curse word. (KAK! FLARK! SHASHK! TARK! VVFA!)

81) Win an election.

82) Become a palaeontologist

83) Have a new, incredibly awesome looking dinosaur named after me

84) Be involved in the revolutionary new technology that will bring back the dinosaurs in my life time.

85) Live in South America

86) Be a drug baron in South America. All the locals will fear me and call me “El Husephario Ah’ Marujuana”. I will be wanted in at least 420 different countries, featured in several movies, become a pop icon and eventually die in a ridiculously cool gun battle that’s televised so that everyone sees how damn cool I am. When I die I’m actually just pretending, cause I’m also a top notch actor. I then escape and punch the king in the back of the head and replace him.

87) Transcend to a new, better and brighter reality.

88) Think in a uniquely clear yet poetic way. They would call me Hughbert la Byron.

89) Own a very expensive guitar.

90) Die my hair something outrageous!

91) Do a triple mega backflip from a standing start and live!

92) Eat the essence of hope.

93) Go to a party that appeals to whatever my values are. It would include an arctic landscape and everyone in fuzzy suits (tigers, pandas etc). It would be -5 degrees, snowing and all ok.

94) Discuss poetry with a Chinese twin (oh wait! Done that! Hahahahahahaha! Umm, replacement, discuss poetry with an Iraqi twin)

95) Have the letter h officially Changed to Hugh Charles Kieran Inglis.

96) Find x

97) Finish an important assessment way before its due and get a good mark- no, AMAZING mark!

98) Make a flying carpet by sticky taping a bunch of kingfishers together, then travel the worlds!

99) Go somewhere nicer

100) Discover that I am indeed somehow significant in a huge world that is become ridiculously small, where every individual is simply another individual and where our values are preset by someone good looking on Tv. Hopefully I would tear this world down, although I would settle with the simple suicide of whatever part of my head desperately want me to destroy everything, ever. And learn how to cook.

Doesn't it feel so much better now?

2009-05-19T19:45:00.002+10:00

I've changed the host of the background image, the site should load a lot snappier now.
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la da da da daaaaaliaaaaaa

2009-05-17T20:23:00.001+10:00

www.triplejunearthed.com/VoiceRound

Is where all the cool kids hang.

No more slowly loading background

2009-05-16T17:10:00.003+10:00

Sooner or later, I'm going to change the host of our background image, so it isn't always the last thing to load in an ugly looking way.

In other news, the iPhone developer center is fracked up. You have to register as a developer, and it forces you to fill in the 'company name' field before you can register.

I'm not a company! I just want to make an application for my ipod that has my school timetable in it, I don't want to go anywhere near the app store. I don't know why I'm so worked up about this, I can't even install Xcode.
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death monologue!

2009-05-16T12:08:00.004+10:00

I have a nasty feeling that there is a pile of plastic sitting at the bottom of my stomach. Last night a friend and i thaught that we could make pizzas. While they certainly looked like pizzas and tasted something reminisce of pizzas, we certainly didn't really qualify with many saftey laws and norms which are relevant to food. For example i beleive most people peel of the plastic on salami before cutting it up and spinkling it on the not quite in date cheese that we found in the meat tray. Basically i feel like i should be dead. Its really quite exciting.
yeah...its still windy as fuck...

obligation

2009-05-16T10:03:00.000+10:00

It's early in the morning, its windy as fuck, my eyes aren't doing much and that's my post. DONE

OOh Dear!!!

2009-05-11T20:53:00.002+10:00

I just had the horrible realization that many of the little children who i so deeply and completely hate will still be alive a long time after i die.

How awfully dreary and depressing!!
I went to a mosque and a synagogue today! Hugh's multicultural!

Howard and Vince, Looking amazing.

2009-05-10T17:53:00.001+10:00

The bouncy castle was way awesome. I havn't had that much fun for many months.

I saw star trek today

2009-05-09T16:33:00.000+10:00

Go see it.
7265 Now that I'm in the mood, I'm going to watch a couple of hundred episodes today

2009-05-06T20:44:00.001+10:00

AAAH!

2009-05-06T20:13:00.000+10:00

YEASAYER!

YEASAYER!
thats all.

SIGH

2009-05-03T17:27:00.002+10:00

This image is from a website titled A Brief Illustrated Guide to Understand Islam. It is comparing a human embryo to a "chewed substance"; ie gum. This is because in the Qur'an their is a passage saying;

"We created man from an extract of clay. Then We made him as a drop in a place of settlement, firmly fixed. Then We made the drop into an alaqah (leech, suspended thing, and blood clot), then We made the alaqah into a mudghah (chewed substance)..."

There are also images comparing embryos to leeches, and lots of other scientific facts hidden in the passage (leeches drink blood, embryos live of their mothers blood etc). This is something I'd actually expect from Christians, with the whole dinosaurs and Jesus haunted the same neighbourhood shit, but it makes me sad to see that the other religions are similarly sad. Then again more Muslims then Christians are Creationist.
Anyway i was on a Islamic website cause i was reading up on Muhammad, no doubt the coolest and most exciting prophet. I don't know what the deep truth is behind that whole episode, revelations, religious uprisings, freedom of speech and women rights etc, but its all pretty ok. He sounds like a nice enough guy. And unlike Jesus i think he probably existed, and wasn't just some medley of various other good'ens.
hugh's not converting, just learning, and simultaneously feeding his fires (of rage and atheism).

I need to keep up somehow

2009-04-29T17:58:00.002+10:00

I can't think of anything to write, so I'll just say whatever comes to my head...

Nope, nothing.
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2009-04-27T21:39:00.002+10:00

Hey Hugh! is anything happening?

NO GOOD DAMN YOU! NOTHING IS! STOP FUCKING ASKING THAT!
is what liars say! :D

So i'll calmly say Nothing. nothing is happening. you ask fairly frequently, but trust me, if something happens i will tell you. thats why i am always here. to say stuff. and it helps so much if i have something to say. so i wont hide it. If i accidently kill someone, or get my best friends girlfriend preggaz, or meet the devil at a cafe and sell my or soul for a crisp that tastes like !!!INFINITY!!!, or finally go somewhere exciting with aliens and spaeships an stars made of flash i will tell you. i guess.

2009-04-26T20:49:00.002+10:00

Nothings happening. Going to the city tomorrow. Wow ho shit excitement!

I guess i should make more effort. OH WELL!

Well, today i had the first music practice for a while for that music thing i used to always blog about. my lips and teeth HURT LIKE FUCK.
Apart from that it was all fun and cheers.

enterTAINMENT!

2009-04-24T21:41:00.001+10:00

I went to the mud lakes with $40 and i returned with a kite. Everything's coming together...

Dowload celestia!

2009-04-24T20:32:00.002+10:00

Celestia is the best thing that has happened to be all month. If it weren't so damned addictive, I would write a long story extolling it's virtues.

Instead, I'll just ask that you download it (link)
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the SOUL

2009-04-20T21:45:00.002+10:00

the zoo is expensive like a high class hooker. Who woulda thought that looking at a giraffe would be so expensive?

In other news, i have been inspired! Often brilliant ideas simply come to me, instantaneously, as if delivered straight from the gods. And this idea is that i should attempt to fly a kite from a bike! It will be intense!
Thank you gods for the wondrous revelation.

nighty night.

is he joking? sure, he's joking!

2009-04-19T19:14:00.002+10:00

i have no YEARNING to write.

And without the YEARNING there can be no SOUL.

I guess i'll just have to wait until the YEARNING and the SOUL comes back.

say that all out aloud, adding all the necessary emphasis's. that means screaming all the big words. As loud as you can. Go! Win!

WordPerfect is how it's spelled

2009-04-14T19:56:00.002+10:00

I encountered a .dat file today. That ancient file type mad by WordPerfect. Anyone remember it?

Extracting the content from it was fairly easy, I just pried it open with notepad++. But that got me thinking; there was a time when .dat was the popular text format, sort of like .doc today. What if, in ten years, I have to extract text from a .doc or a .docx?

So i opened up a .doc in notepad++ and all the content was there, with a very low signal/noise ratio, but it was there.

Then I opened a .docx, and it was unintelligible-- there was no indication that it was a text file.

So far there is no indication that .docx will become popular, but after it does how will we read it in 10 years time?
7109 In other news, omegle.com is both cool and weird at the same time. Plus, how come the font selection option disappears occasionally?

if ed so wishes to explain this, then he shall wish so

2009-04-14T17:48:00.000+10:00

ED! i heard your dad on the radio!

He's IMPORTANT! HAR!

2009-04-11T10:46:00.000+10:00

NOT MUCH! HOW ABOUT YOURSELF!?

You funny stranger you!

2009-04-07T20:34:00.000+10:00

stupid conversations with strangers....aaaaaaah

It must have contained dust-based lifeforms

2009-04-04T14:13:00.001+11:00

So my computer is having serious, serious problems. I've consulted with the greater wisdom and come to the conclusion that it is some sort of hardware problem.

So I cracked open my case.

SO MUCH DUST!

It was like a carpet over all the air intakes. There could have been little microcosms operating within my machine.
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To those who i occasionaly hate SO much!

2009-04-03T21:51:00.004+11:00

Pretentiously Arty yet simultaneously geekier then chin high trousers! Aah, squares, you are my place of belonging.

In other news (not that that was news! that was just some stupid stuff Hugh said out of the strong impulse to say stupid stuff!) the stupid librarian bitch tart (we call her sandy vagina!) kicked me out of the school library twice for...aah...sitting there and not doing work. I may have been discussing something of sexual nature with friends. I may have also been arguing politics in relation to religion and global unity, with a strong suicidal urge to back up exactly what i didn't believe (for the sake of the argument, you know) with some other friends. I sometimes view my friends as the slightly over radical next wave of philosophers and freethinkers, destined to tell you exactly why the world is fucked and why it's the churches' fault. Science, culture, psychology, literature, video games, stuff we saw on youtube is all understood in some fairly unnatural way by the groups shared bank of knowledge. Some of us think laterally, some of us are dangerously fundamental. Some of us edge onto psychotic mental instability and abstract thought. We are artists and scientists, politicians but never leaders. We can yell at you what you should be doing, but we would never help you do it. If the need is there we can make kids cry, back off, join a cause or (occasionally) set fire to someone else's hair. We are not hated by anyone (members possible, but never as the group) but instead liked or at least known by the others as collectively intelligent and..umm...of uniform average height. And yet we differ wildly. I am the only strongly musically inclined. Several are freakishly good sportsmen. Skit thinks in the wrong direction to everyone else, coming up with an answer that seems to me to be entirely wrong but So freaking appealingly right (and is good-NO! Likes maths!). Some are nerdy or...not...heaps...cool. Several are surprisingly good at making movies. Collectively we are strong artists- 4 of the 6 best artists in the school are ours. Our opinions, while rarely shared throughout the entire group, are strong, well argued and (thus) always right (always!). Teachers get pissed off at how right we can be when marked wrong and at how subtly we make their lives SUCK.
I really don't know how much of that is true. its certainly vaguely based on some trueness. We're just a bunch of kids who are bright enough, violently atheist, sometimes mean but generally part of the whole. What i said about individuals i believe -sporty, nerdy, arty whatevs. but still I guess this is just me writing what i like again. Not that we arn't an amazing bunch of lads and ladesses.

ehehahah

2009-03-31T21:00:00.002+11:00

Today i went to school and it was all like, event, sequence, object and now. I met people who met me and consequence stemmed. Eventually i arrived here, intent on writing something vaguely nonsensical.

Its stupid how satisfying it is to write like that, like how you think, rather then all pretty and organized for people to read. Stupid communication and its refined stupidness...

All i want to do is write annoying nothing stories. Stupid writing for the audience. WHAT ABOUT ME!?!?!?

2009-03-30T21:12:00.004+11:00

I'm sure there's something to say.

My weekend was spent at the most magnificent Camden show, paying money to be spun in stupid directions at high speed at the expense of my own blood, eating food made of rust and fairy floss (i mean that as in fairy floss was used as an ingerdient. And it's not really a food in the first place) and fireworks. Aah fireworks, your up there with kites, clover, clouds and chocolate milk as one of the things that makes me buzz like a nice drug in the morning (and maybe gets more then a little aroused). So many colours. So much sparkle. So instantaneous and huge, yet dead within half a second. So tragic! alas the life that was bright and loud, only to die with a flicker and a fall! alas, alas!

Well that was sad.
And now i sleep!

the Nothing Story

2009-03-24T21:57:00.005+11:00

There once was a child.

He grew up. Lots of amazing things happened. billions of people died. history did its thing. He died a no one. The end.

In between the There once was and The end he met a girl. He met many girls but only one was of decent consequence. They were kinda happy. For a period of their lives everything that happened to one happened to the other. eventually that cycle ended.

Before that cycle ended they said many things. these things could range from whatever to something to nothing at all. No one would remember most of the conversations, but sometimes, before the last one, something important was said.

He would say something, she'd say something, then a fuzz of emotions and actions would blur the moment. The fuzz would differ wildly from time to time. Sometimes it would be all smiles, sometimes not.

This one time they were in a car. The glass of the windows was allowed by science to let light stream in. this light carried the green of the forest to their eyes. The air was allowed to carry their voices. The girl asked the boy where they were going. This conversation was all smiles. The boy said, rather naturally, nowhere. And, as far as they cared, knew, wanted, believed, it was all ok.
I think this is one of those things designed entirely just to waste every ones time. I'm sory. nah, not really, i'm laughing at you.

In other news...

2009-03-21T22:05:00.002+11:00

I just decided to write a program to plot prime numbers on a graph. I had this daydream wherein I would do something stupid and find a relationship between prime numbers. Now I've been following that with a passion.

I'll post results posthaste.
6984 Geddit? posthaste!? Maybe I should be a comedian. So all the other comedians can look at me and feel better about themselves.

worst. assignment. ever.

2009-03-21T21:56:00.002+11:00

Check out question 1 d of my physics assignment:

"research the Internet and find examples of real situations where loose objects in cars have caused accidents and even fatalities. Show two pictures."

[emphasis mine]

WHAT THE FRACK?
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some stuff from todays trip to jb hifi which ended in 8 Cds finiding a new loving home with us. 5 of them were experimental Prog rock from the 80s.

2009-03-21T18:52:00.005+11:00

My dad on The National Anthem by Radiohead; "This is the best shit I've heard for a long time"

My dad on The SMH; "You know what really pissed me of this morning? I went through the Sydney Morning Herald and you know what they decided to review? Another version of Bach's 9th Symphony. Sure, it's one of the best pieces of music ever written but there's so many versions out there no one really gives a shit about this one. that's why Classical music is dying. Its so far up its own ass it can't notice all the brilliant new stuff coming out all the time. Freaking ridiculous."

My dad on Bono; "hes a dickhead and he wears stupid glasses"

My father is wise, and you should listen to his wise wise words.

in other news stuff stuff stuff stuff stuff

2009-03-19T21:43:00.001+11:00

I feel shish. Stupid sickness. Fight immune system, fight and destroy! tear apart the dykes who gave me a blocked nose!

In other news my ipods fucked. over 2 years at my side, 720 hours of playing amazing music. You were a beast and i'm sad that our time is drawing to an end. thankyou for everything.

A story because my real life is boring

2009-03-15T20:07:00.002+11:00

I tried having a conversation in the clouds with a nitrogen-breathing man and a black velvet tree from the velvet planet.

We were talking about the implications of the robot rebellion in the large magellanic cloud when suddenly our cloudmobile was attacked by space bugs! from the bug planet!

'oh noes!' Nitrogen man wailed, in a whispy, nitrogenish voice. 'they will eat and digest us alive!'

'save us!' screamed the velvet tree.

I had left my lightsaber downstairs, so I was unable to fend off the hoards of hideous bugs. They had tentacles for eyes and nostrils for feet, they emitted a pungent smell sort of like strawberry and kiwi fruit.

Suddenly, the nose creature (from the facial feature planet) flared up, its nostrils turning a good, bright blue. It emitted a high pitched screetching, and then stopped.

The head waiter calmly walked up to the space bugs and asked 'do you have a reservation?'

They did. And we spent the rest of the evening discussing klingon literature, in klingon.

THE END of something stange
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some more stuff that you could read if you were so incliiiined

2009-03-15T19:41:00.002+11:00

I feel incredibly stupid and lazy and can't be shished to write. soo;

thursday- Saw Midnight Oil at their first gig in 5 years (or something). It was amazingly amazing and i was surprised cause its a band i've never really cared about before. Then i hung out back stage with everyone important for a bit.

Fri- Music with friend, and a train trip. Exciting stuff...

Sat- Wedding at Palm beach. How the frack can a place be THAT ascethitcally PLEASANT? it reaked of pleasant. It hurt my nose...

Sun (now) - got back from Sydney, had a nice daydream that i was having drinks with a bunch of aliens on a floating villa in the clouds. I didn't now anyone and was quite lonely. Although i had a cool discussion about genetics and the social ways of various species with this black velvety thing. Thing is such a satisfying word.

my dentist is also my Godfather!

2009-03-11T20:57:00.003+11:00

Had my first ever filling yesterday. I lay down in the chair and he pokes around my mouth with some metal pointy poky thing and then suddenly shoves a fucking huge ass needle into my gum and a fucking drill into my tooth. You know how freaky that was for me?

very freaky dear reader, very freaky indeed.
that said it was incredibly painless and actually only very minimally freaky

The most incredible Playlist ever

2009-03-10T22:34:00.003+11:00

includes (in the order);
Nick Cave
Tool
Flaming Lips
Pixies

Why does that work? Why do i always create such brilliant song lists? I guess i must be a god!

--deleted! :D

Oh, and its Tuesday...

verses and reason all nicely tied together. CONVENIENT really.

2009-03-09T22:09:00.002+11:00

If we all think positively we will get further towards our goal BUT
some people will be more disappointed and fall further behind BUT
thinking positively will help them gain and gain and catch up BUT
not everyone thinks positively.

I guess its true. It must be. why not?

on pluto

2009-03-08T18:51:00.002+11:00

So illinois declared pluto a planet. Neat idea, but it's a good thing that it won't make a difference whatsoever. But it reignited alot of the feelings people still have about pluto.

Seriously, whats the big deal? Nobody thought much of it before it was an unplanet. I'm amazed there is so much sentimate for a bunch of rocks in a highly elliptical orbit beyond neptune. It doesn't even orbit the sun. The pluto system does.

All this love for pluto and none for uranus? They should rename that planet. No-one mentions it ever, i even had to look it up to find out what colour it is (light blue). If anyone laughs at that, I will not be happy.
Perhaps they should have names it's moons something else. Seriously, the tempest!? I'll spare the details of my complete loathing of that play, but there are so many cooler things to name moons.
6884 why do i still write the numbers? or are the numbers writing me? No... thats incredibly stupid.
In other news, I got myself a copy of empire total war, and despite valves best efforts im enjoying it to the extent i thought it might be possibly worth mentioning.

It would be just dandy if you were to tmn!

2009-03-07T20:31:00.003+11:00

Today

-my finger insisted on staying hurty.
-i had a haircut. Which absolutely RUINED my life. haircuts are SO lame.
-i was heartbroken that the wind didn't pick up. It was an amazing day and i was all set to fly a kite. Truly tragic.
-I mowed the lawn. I always get grumpy when i mow the lawn because i get stuck thinking about things i don't want to think about. Quite unpleasant really.
-discussed my hatred for apple cores with someone who similarly hates apple cores. stupid things.

Its been a long, unpleasant and entirely useless day full of glorious things to complain and basically just BITCH about. And in the end that's what makes me happy. that and dinosaurs.

where the fuck is my nobel prize

2009-03-06T19:42:00.002+11:00

i fucked up my left forefinger on a guitar/sax/piana and can now not use it for anything. stupid finger. Thats my story. Hope it changed your life.

"Special" Pass

2009-03-04T21:52:00.002+11:00

people: How did you get your tickets?
me: from my uncle. He was able to give 5 tickets to friends and family.
people: that's really awesome!
me: Yeah it pays to have family in high places
People: ahh (subtle failure to pick up relevance of uncle and Midnight Oil)

almost entertaining.

in other news its really windy and its kind of scary.

OH MAN!

2009-03-04T18:49:00.001+11:00

Midnight Oil!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Midnight Oil!
Yeah!
Ho shit Yeah!

post

2009-03-04T17:57:00.000+11:00

something short and easy to read

lace

2009-03-02T21:25:00.003+11:00

i Don't need to be here. i should be in Argentina, taming llamas. Or in Beirut, training pigeons and living in a tower. Or on a hill somewhere ridiculously sunny flying a fucking kite. Or on the ocean where all the turtles and sharks swim under my raft like on the front cover of The Life of Pi. Or maybe on a cloud with a fishing rod and maybe a bucket full of notes saying god hates you. Or more likely on a secret moon base full of trees and giraffes and robots made to believe they are the great philosophers. Or probably within Obama's mind space. Or in a desert, in a pool, with an umbrella and a pretty girl reading an intelligent book while i swim and smoke cigars simultaneously. Or in a floating city which crashes into clouds walking through trees made of light and eating really good steak. Or where there is a thunderstorm, with the rain hitting way to hard against my (expensive) car's window screen, while i discuss something cool with someone cool. Or maybe at a concert with people who like you and smell ok. Or maybe in an top notch apartment in Sydney, or New York, playing sax and wearing a lad hat while some equally amazing musos play some amazing jaaazzzzz. Or maybe in a state of mind and emotion, where i am entwined with anyone and everyone, maybe or maybe not in a sexual way. Or maybe on the floor with someone i fancy. Or maybe in the art rooms at school discussing life with Jesus reincarnate. Or maybe in a pleasant hospital with big windows and computers with green lights realizing the cure to cancer is easy. Or maybe winning something yeah. Or maybe within a computer matrix (ANA) where i have ultimate control over my environment and life, and have expanded mentality and maybe inbuilt optimism. or maybe transcendence would be cool. Or maybe in a space ship with a decent library of sci fi novels and a machine that makes whatever food/drink you want, alongside whatever combination of personalities i could survive the 6 month trip with. Or maybe on a different planet, with a sunhat and a helicopter. And a decent walking stick. Or maybe at a fair with some people like me. Or maybe at the park with a book and my ipee. Or maybe at a sigur ros concert. Or maybe in a basement with sufjan Stevens, with a couple of guitars, a piano, some mikes and a ladder. Or maybe in a world made of sky in a hot air balloon with a ride-able dolphin with wings name alfred, who can sing good jazz. or maybe inside a volcano that's actually a super villain's lair, but has instead been used by said super villain to house refugees and orphans from some stupid countries' war because hes that kind of cool guy. Or maybe on the back of a tiger in a jungle, holding a bow and arrow that glows white and a cape the glows red. Or maybe somewhere so far away it makes you feel special just trying to comprehend that location, so impossibly small and inconsequential when put into contrast with everything, ever, physical or implied or thought and dreamt and wanted.
Point being this place is stupid and i'm pretty sure you promised me something better.

sites is looking all the more evil now

2009-03-02T06:48:00.002+11:00

So I tried bloggers own service for uploading images-- it didn't work.

I need a good image or file hosting service.
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There is atleast 11 words there, maybe more. Probably not 1000 though, unless your trying too hard

2009-03-01T19:01:00.000+11:00

That most insidious google sites

2009-03-01T11:35:00.003+11:00

So I've changed the host of our background images, due to it's previous host being shut down. Now it resides at google sites, which seems to have much longer loading times.

The blog is going to load a bit more slowly for a while until I find a better host.
6777 There aren't a lot of free hosts out there. I may have to pay for something.

I would have gone, but that would have required me to want to go

2009-02-28T10:26:00.002+11:00

So now that hugh is off having fun, it falls to me to finally say something.

um... carry on.
6765 and i would have wanted to go, but that would have required me to be near people.
Don't get me wrong, I like people, just not in large numbers.
In other news I am now officially in love with keyboard shortcuts on windows. I have 5 at the moment, and that number will grow.

The Cat Empire!

2009-02-24T22:02:00.001+11:00

Cat Empire.
what?

This Friday!
Cat Empire.

This Friday I'm seeing the
Cat Empire!!!
OH MY FREAKING LORD life is nice!

Some stuff i didn't put in the other post 5 min ago (!!!)

2009-02-23T21:43:00.003+11:00

I googled Way Pretty, as in She is way pretty. Turns out there was nothing in that context. I'm sure if we looked harder...

What is the point of this? oh, right, the phrase way pretty (or way awesome, or way decent) is mine. It can be my catchphrase. In my sitcom. About me. Its gonna be HILARIOUS!

For Axle and Splouge

2009-02-23T21:14:00.003+11:00

Well i think shes kinda funny

Maybe. i don't know.

I wanna just blog sound. Like a pixies guitar solo, one of the ones where he doesn't actually play music, he just fucks up the noise until it sounds cool again.
I think that'd be ok.

I'm trying to type about two thinks at once, and i don't really want to talk about either of them.

Don't want to read any more fucking Persuasion. Screw you 18th century aristocrats. Go have a fucking tea party in Iraq and get burned by an American slut with a gun.

And I'm sorry i called you a tart. i never meant to cause harm. This was a really mixed up post. Pretend it was entertainingly and consistently about...axolotls...Yeah!

worddddd!

stuff that might get me in trouble

2009-02-20T23:55:00.003+11:00

nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing

s o t i r e d

2009-02-17T21:22:00.002+11:00

I'm going to buy the microphone. It will cost me $160. I think i can accept that.

I need a new drawing book! My other one FILLED.

I Need a drawing book so i can draw the SPACESHIP that's in my head.

Ed and i agree that a spaceship would be sehr cool, so we could travel the galaxy.

The galaxy would be way cooler then it really is.

And the aliens will give us food and cheers. Nice Aliens.

Stars would explode and we would ride the fire.

And the gods that walk among the stars would watch and say "that is nice."

And i will be like "yes".
"yes it is"
"that really is super nice"

I don't think there's anything else at all in my life right now...
I guess this would be simpler if i didn't right this below the bit where i wrote the words.

I'll tell you a secret

2009-02-15T21:55:00.002+11:00

I'm in love with the C preprocessor.

I want to run away with it, and get married.

But I can't think of many places that let you get married to an aspect of a programming language.
6669 Maybe international waters?

IT'S A ROUTE!

2009-02-15T19:34:00.002+11:00

My first attempt of the day was damn good.
Take that twisty pyramid. You fuckface.
ed, i hope you get the title. if it helps say it to your self in a deep powerful voice. Then imagine deserts, with huge armies of crusaders and arabs butchering each other. If you don't yet get it i am disappointed with your knowledge of RTS games set in the middeleast during the crusades.

tramp induced trips

2009-02-14T21:47:00.003+11:00

Today-

I took a break from my war against my Nemesis, the twisty Pyramid. no art problem as caused me THIS MUCH pure grief and despair. but tomorrow i know my enemy will fall at my hands, and i will join the halls of the Great Artists!

My sister brought me home my new GOMEZ tshirt! Gomez Rock so much it hurts. tart.

I have jazzified my Lappy. so much is now right with the world. Nothing is like pure enlightenment like going from "man, i really need a soprano Saxophone" to "oh, right, i Do have one, bitch!"

This morning i had a pleasant daydream that i was in a deserted restaurant in some trippy alien city, eating steak by myself next to a window getting smashed by rain. Nothing happened for good half hour, though the steak was nice, even if it was infinite and didn't really taste like anything except for the vague memory of "steakyness". these kinds of day dreams are becoming slightly more regular. yesterday i was walking through a garden where every position I'm in is recorded so a blur of colour and shape trailed me as i walked. There was also the blur trails of everyone else who had ever visited the garden, as well as green streaks through the air where leaves had fallen. the trees themselves where just green blurry clouds. It was funky.
The one before that was where i took an elevator up a tower at the edge of the city (which is floating in the sky off course) during a storm, and at the top was a mirror that replayed every lightning strike in slow motion, so that they built up over each other until the mirror was just a thread of white lines over the clouds (and me).
The one before that was more like a story, with a black computer telling me all the life in the universe was created in the future because the first people were lonely. It's more complicated then that, including reality being dismantled (fucked up) so that these people could go back in time and spread life over the universe, so that by the time they evolve (in the future) they wont be alone anymore.
There are others, such as wondering through a tunnel when a mirror with tv static showed me people telling the stories about gods and spirits and alien abductions, and i told them i was a pilot, and the one where i'm hunting deer in the city during (another) storm and a band of aliens came and took me on a drug trip full of fireworks and smoke and deer steak. It's all Rather fun. although depressingly lacking in violence or sex.

Oh, and my trampoline's almost dead. I've got to choose between a good mike for recording or a new tramp. Decisions....

Actually the drug trip with my alien friends was probably the most fun. They had permanent fire on their hands, and we drank it, with all these weird rituals. One of the umm..."happiness inducers" was these rocks they'd throw in the air, which would explode like fire works, but continue flaring for several minutes filling the rooms we ran through with smoke. Then we set water on fire, and, every time a different island of fire touched another it would change colours. We swam through it, which burned my eyes, but i didn't mind.
It was cool....weird aliens and me running though glass chambers between sky scrapers trailing flares, with fire streaming from our bodies and hands.
Why are day dreams so much cooler then school? wow, that's a hard one.

For everyone who is like me

2009-02-14T11:41:00.000+11:00

i hope you have an alright day.

aaaah, emotion. ahhhh, people. aaaah you so don't mix.

2009-02-11T20:47:00.002+11:00

i feel really guilty. i shouldn't. it wasn't my fault. i had nothing to do with it. i was just an observer.
why do i feel guilty?
what would Freud say? something really annoying.

wow, and just now i had a huge D&M with some girl I've never talked to before about how shit her life is.
People have too many problems that i can't fix. that can't really be fixed.

feel stupid.

i know i just did that thing where i vaguely refer to some event that happened but don't go into it in detail. i guess i just don't really want to recount it, cause if someone was making it public on the Internet about me I'd eat them. so....sorry for the cryptic-ness and something.

the confuser

2009-02-10T20:28:00.002+11:00

Thom Yorke has totally gone for my haircut. Although gotta admit i don't have a giant brass band behind me and a funky leather jacket, so he wins.

And he's mine. get away tart.

Holy fuckface i am one intelligent mofo

2009-02-08T20:48:00.003+11:00

Today i finished a book about semiotics.

i love pretending to be an intellectual.

the orange inside the black lines on the background image

2009-02-07T20:13:00.002+11:00

Anyone else notice how the orange background looks nothing like the colour in the background image? They're definitely identical, its just funny how our brain does stuff like that. 6586 Also, I'm changing my font colour to be slightly darker. might be a bit easier to read.

Today

2009-02-05T18:23:00.001+11:00

I have a huge desire to watch some starwars.
sad, sad life

no pictures

2009-02-04T18:49:00.002+11:00

I've been meaning to do something along these lines for a long time.

Basically I've Decided what was the 6 best cds that i found last year.
they go like this

6. a hybrid of the first 7 or so songs from both "Good News For People Who like Bad News" and "We Were Dead Before the Boat Even Sank"-Modest Mouse
Both albums start of amazing but just kinda....suck for the last few tracks. So i figured if i just choose the best songs from the 2 the end result would be way better.
Plus my two favourite songs of the year both come from Modest Mouse- Parting of the Sensory and Bukowski. hats offf to Modest Mouse...

5. Off With their Heads-the Kaiser Cheifs
Gets annoying after a while but the first impression totally belongs in this amazing list.

4.The Bowery-Firekites
kinda like Angus & Julia Stone (an old obsession of mine) gone experimental. Also a way cool band name.

3. Dear Science-TV on the Radio
my dad bought as a random buy. I have since been greatly inspired to grow a beard and afro.

2.Takk-Sigur Ros
dunno when this came out, but is totally awesome so YEAH. Wanna live in Iceland.

1-Boxer-The National
is probably the best thing I've heard since radiohead. Keep phasing in and out of obsession for these guys. You should totally like stalk them or something.

And off course there's more. I'd throw in Dig Lazarus Dig by mr Nick Cave but 7 would be a funny number, and the two modest mouse ones don't really count anyway, making a nice neat 5. hmmm, 5.

the stuff i wanted to say that i didn't say when i was saying the stuff about croquet

2009-01-31T21:33:00.003+11:00

But in other news my itunes is screwing up. Skit and i have been theorizing that this is to protect Consumer choice by making sure all products are more or less the exact same level of shit. Thanks Apple for maintaining an equal society. We are very grateful.

I saw the Frames/Glen Hansaard A couple of nights ago. It was all very chilled and emotional. I hope there's some kind of surgery were you can get someone Else's vocal chords implanted in your throat. because i totally shotgun his voice. You here that glen? I'm coming for you.

I haven't complained about the shithouse spell check for ages. I guess i'm due. Spellcheck still (very very much) sucks.
I also havn't complained about the usual angsty stuff. Man all that angsty stuff sucks as well.
I'm really behind in my complaining really. disappointing efort. I'll put in more effort in the future.
maybe to just make sure everyone gets the idea i should write a sequel to my Carp story? that was an amazing story. I was actually quite proud. was expecting a nobel prize AT THE LEAST. fuck you literary world for not realizing my intellectual ultranacity.

ultranacity is now a word.

Story of My Life

2009-01-31T21:29:00.002+11:00

I've been playing croque outside in the dark with my sister.

I'm shit a croquet.

:(
woe, alas, all that jazz

yesterday in the news

2009-01-31T19:07:00.002+11:00

Iceland has a new prime minister. She seems competent. hopefully competent enough to work Iceland out of all the trouble it's in. She's also the first openly gay head of state ever, which the Icelandic don't seem to care about, since it has nothing to do with her ability to do her job.

Why is it that Scandinavian countries seem so much more developed than the rest of the world?

In other really old news, google may be releasing an online storage tool. That's sort of good, at least it may solve my woes with google sites.
6510 Why am I still putting the hit count at the bottom of the post?

gah

2009-01-29T20:20:00.003+11:00

Our farm is part of a world wide first in developing the most (ever) Healthy Milk. Us. My Dad. The Worlds Healthiest Milk.

this isn't just a cool quirk, this is something that could be really important.

THE WORLDS MOST FUCKING HEALTHY MILK!
EVER!
PERFECTLY NATURAL!
PERFECTLY FUCKING HEALTHY!
US, THE FARMS' NUTRITION EXPERT AND ADVISORY DUDE AND ONE OTHER DAIRY FARM!

WORLD FIRST!

do you not get it?

THIS IS THE DEATH OF SOY MILK!

2009-01-26T21:23:00.001+11:00

aah, dr micninja you have my respect.

angry angry boy

2009-01-26T20:10:00.002+11:00

tomorrow we go back to school. I guess that's ok in that it means I'm not isolated anymore. and I'm slightly curious to see what my new classes are like. but the idea of that whole, tedious, constant ORDEAL of effort and effort(!!!) starting all over again is making me just wanna STAB MYSELF IN THE FUCKING THROAT WITH MY OWN SKULL. the idea is i decapitate myself, skin my head, cut out a small section of bone and carve it into an elaborate pointy thing. I'd also add little patterns and pictures to the bone to add more flavour to my death, rather then have it seem like just another act of stupid violence. Maybe i can even pass it of as a work of art, the "final act of a desperate individual", or maybe something in latin. Then i can win a nobel prize for it. and then i'm rich for the rest of my days.

flavour has a fucking u in it you asshole.

fraking google sites

2009-01-25T22:15:00.005+11:00

rest in peace maybe, i wish i could say something more substantial.

In other news, google pages is shutting down and being replaced by google sites. I'm a bit upset at this, I loved pages right from the beginning, and I've used it as a general file cabinet ever since. It currently holds my comic (Shooting Star!). It always had good bandwidth and more than enough space for whatever I needed. I leaned my tiny knowledge of html from there, so I'll be very sad it's gone.

But that's just nostalgia, what makes me really unhappy is that they're migrating to google sites. Sites isn't a bad service, in fact from what I've seen of it, it has some very interesting and advanced features that I may enjoy. Except it's completely useless for everything, ever.

Seriously, what kind of service doesn't let you upload html files? That completely defeats the purpose! It also doesn't let you upload binary files. Sure, I understand the risk of viruses, but transfering various projects was my primary use of google pages. Now I'm going to have to go to the trouble of compressing them or uploading, and then compiling, the source code.'

I am not happy right now. Although I bet in a month I'll be completely converted over to google sites, and laugh at my previous naivety.
6456 Then again, maybe google sites isn't meant for what I want it for. Maybe I should just get a real web host.

2009-01-25T20:28:00.002+11:00

maybe died

oh man, he's fucking adorable

2009-01-24T21:30:00.004+11:00

oh man, I'm an uncle!
Admittedly there may be something logically impossible about being the uncle of a sugarglider. but i shotgunned the positions, so be right it is mine.
His name is Maybe, because as yet the finder is unsure if hes going to live. I suggested screwed, then doomed. She wanted hope, and survive. we just settled in the middle.

Woo! First post from linux!

2009-01-22T22:40:00.002+11:00

I had a post all ready to go before the inauguration, the basic message was 'thanks for picking the right president America'

and also:

'I'm so thankful, I'm going to be staying up until 4:00 AM so i can watch this inauguration'.

But I didn't post it because my connection broke, but now I'm using linux! and for some reason the connection works fine!
6425 there isnt really a point to this post, i just havent said much.

the carp

2009-01-22T22:12:00.004+11:00

there once was a carp. The world where carp lived was fickle and violent, always changing for the sake of change, constantly soaked with every emotion and the movement of things as physical as knives and as metaphysical as souls. He stood at the edge watching, making his observations, judging, wondering if he was better of for his position. As he watched he witnessed the joy and the sadness of everything around him, of all the changes. the emotions moved so fast, so aggressively that a great friction inhabited the air, heating the world and creating sounds to drown out the life within. Slowly the changes built up so much that they towered far above the carp, but the friction caused the tower to shiver and slide. as he watched the entire thing tumbled down onto the ground, shedding the old changes and their effects onto everything, the trees, the city, his hands and shoulders. To the carp it appeared like everything was back where it had started. Now without the movement of the constant change the world was quite and clear. first began the stirring of the elements that stir. then began the movement, slow, then fast, then faster. Then, almost simultaneously, the violence and the emotion. soon everything was running along as it had been for the tower had collapsed.

The carp was slow to consider if this meant anything, if the cycle of the world was something that he could use to greater insight or advantage. He felt, deep within his throat, a moral coming, something to give this violent world a meaning of significance.

it was almost there. he delved deeper into his head. the carps teeth shook and his eyes narrowed.

upon failing he went home and was eaten by a shark. somewhere surrounded by clouds and expensive rugs the gods loved at their own magnificent wit. about this stage of the story the reader realised that that was it. I'm very sorry. it just didn't really offer any great plot development.

dear Edward

2009-01-22T21:42:00.002+11:00

oh, i just got an email saying listing denied on grounds of unable to prove ownership. i can't be shitted to try again. theres a little button i put inbetween our much read News section and that thing i wrote about blog stuff on the side bar. Check It!

What did you do?

2009-01-22T14:45:00.002+11:00

So I spent a few frantic minutes trying to find this blog directory, came across a couple of sites, not one of them looked trustworthy. Link please?
6414

WIN

2009-01-22T08:54:00.001+11:00

Just submitted squares into the Blog Directory under some obscure religion starting with b and dance. i don't know what that means but I'm optimistic that we're going to win. something. somehow.

i think this failed

2009-01-14T16:56:00.002+11:00

like, quite serious crash and burn. poor thing. but it doesn't need our sympathy. you know why? cause its a slut. a magnificent stupid slut.

But i guessed i've fixed it now. fixing. yeah.
i should probably point out i'm talking about this post which managed to come out as completly blank the first time. made me sad.
oh, revelation. i want an eagle feather cape. that would be pretty cool.

TV kills the blogger in me

2009-01-10T00:07:00.003+11:00

I have been watching way too much TV recently.

The only things I can think of at the moment are space stations. So the only topics for blog posts in my head at the moment have to do with space colonisation and stupid ideas. Like space elevators!

I promise that next time I buy a DVD box set of battlestar galactica, I'll warn in advance so you don't have to hear the intricate details of my Commonwealth Saga/BSG crossover.
6361 It's really awesome! Trust me!

arrrrrrtificial good mooodsrrrrr

2009-01-06T21:04:00.002+11:00

I keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up, nanana nanana nanana na na na!
steal all my children and nanananana! i know i'll never see them again if i squeel to the cops!
oohhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohnononoooh
something ellllseeeee oooooh oooooh
man that's a craaazyy cool song. anyway, here's a story my friend told me. It's amazing.

hugh says:
tell me a story!!!!!
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
about
hugh says:
something EXCITING!!!
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
lol
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
like
hugh says:
ummmm....the letter r
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
okay
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
One day little "r" felt very deppressed
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
he was deprressed cos noone evr used him
hugh says:
aww...
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
unlike his good mate "s"
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
everyone used "s"
hugh says:
damn right!
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
YES IT DOESM SHUT UP AND LISTEN
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
ANYWAY
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
little "r"
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
decided that he wanted to get used (this isnt kinky btw)
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
so he went on an adventure
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
on his adventure he met a handsome pirate
hugh says:
oooh!!!
hugh says:
sorry
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
Mr Pirate asked "r" why he looked so sad
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
"r" replied and said sadly "noone ever uses me unlike "s" s is so popular sssssssssssssssssnake sssssssssssssand sssssssssssssssssssswatermelons"
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
Aww said Mr pirate ill use u and ll my firends will too "Really!? Exlaimed R excitedly "ARRRRRRG YES! said mr pirate
Anna-Rose Black Keys: Attack & Release, Great Album. says:
---THE END---

i cried for weeks.

headhurts

2009-01-05T19:59:00.004+11:00

zombies and sunny spaceships and glowing trees and broken trampolines and serial headaches and hyperactive mice and lawnmowers and grass and pools with no sense of regularity and heat and wire kupple and realizations that the classics are crap and losing chess and normal thoughts and dodgy piano and being a crap teacher and old friends and subtle hostile hints and toothaches and sleeping at stupid times and red eyes and shaky ground and red tiles and purple suns and forgetting to brush my teeth and guitar iceblocks and creaming soda and assorted lollies and white outlines and some other stuff too.

Because i beleive in freedom and all the implies, i will let you deduce your own deeply metaphorical meaning to all those things and what they share. It is definatly NOT a list of holiday related things. noooo not at all. I lie. Man i'm such a tricky bastard.

That which was foreshadowed 403 posts ago

2009-01-02T13:13:00.002+11:00

Around the time of our 100th post, I made a google toolbar button for this blog. I wanted to post it here, but as I was a net newbie I had no idea how to do that. So in our 100th post I promised I would one day upload this 'code'. Except it wasn't actually code it was XML, I just didn't know that.

So if anyone cares and has google toolbar, you can add the button by clicking here.

6339 Now I need to get around to writing the code for that test thingo.

2009-01-02T10:33:00.001+11:00

i want a working piano.

nooooooowwwww DELIVER!

Happy new years everyone

2008-12-31T22:25:00.003+11:00

I would have gotten chimrea, but hughs not here, and I havent posted anything in a while, so I figured I'd just do this myself.

2008 was such an insane year. Does anyone remember that russia invaded georgia? Two western countries going to war, and it got drowned out by all the other stuff that happened.

My resolution is... make an effort to be more sociable. I'm not exactly pleasant to be around, but only because I'm so bad at it. And I'm only so bad at it because I think I'm so bad at it.

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What am I saying? Socialising is for sheep. My resolution is to learn perl. or maybe i should get out more

Post Jack! Oh man, isn't it awesome i can do this? yessum...

well theirs only 5 minutes left of the last 365 days, which is....comparitivly small. Some very important pop star is dancing on the tele screen as Bon Ivor assures me only love is all maroon. wonder wehat all the maroon things in the world would say to that. but i'd describe a human heart as maroon, so maybe it figures. THEN AGAIN I'M COLOUR BLIND AND PEOPLE LIKE TO REMIND ME SO VERY OFTEN.

boom go the fireworks. bye goes the year. resolution? exactly the same as ed. be better at stuff involving people. face to face. yeah!