| Music for the Masses pt.4 |
[04 Sep 2008|11:40pm] |
This a .zip file of songs i really can't stop listening to.
Songs Of The Moment
List of Songs
Adele-Chasing Pavements
BillyJoel-Still Rock 'n Roll to me & Just the way you are
Bob Crowe and Charles Fox-Barbarella
Calvin Harris-Merrymaking at my place
David Bowie-As the world falls down
Hall and Oates-You Make my dreams come true
Josh Kelly-Amazing
Justice-D.A.N.C.E
Marvin Gaye-I want you
Mel & Tim- I may not be the one you want
Shelby Lynn-Dream Some
The Pireces-Secret
And yes i already know i have slightly odd tastes in music, and i really don't care. Download if you want.
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| Well fuck me |
[05 Sep 2008|01:13pm] |
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I've finally decided upon that one 'dream job' that most everyone has an idea in their head for what they want ot be and, as most 'dream jobs' are, it is quite unreachable.
I want to be a talk show host. I've always admired the comedy of Conan O'Brien, Jay Leno, and Rove. I want to be like them but what the fuck are you supposed to do to become that? There's no course for talk show hosts!
Well, I'll just see what happen, yeah?
And to all people who have asked for questions in my previous entry you SHALL get them just wait a little bit, my mind is completely fucked up right now because I'm on my holidays so I need time to think...and get out of bed before noon, okay?
Cheers
EDIT: Oh, and I did the front of house (ie. the mix that comes out of the speakers) for a small gig the music students did yesterday and everyone thinks I'm fantastic at it. Shit. That means they expect me to do well.
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| Library Dayyyyyyyyyyyyyy!! |
[05 Sep 2008|09:40pm] |
wOOt!!
I love when I can get to the library. They didn't have the Billie Letts books I wanted, but I picked up a few Stephen Kings I haven't read. Also was able to finally make myself go downstairs {don't ask- another of my weird phobias} to obtain some books and maps of coastal Maine. I brought home a huge Maine picture book, that I am ITCHING to open, but haven't let myself yet because I had to grocery shop, ship Ebays and Grandparents' day cards, and then make tacos for dinner. On days that Chuck has to work on his scheduled day off, I usually make homemade tacos to appease him..lol. They're his favorite.
Am sitting here laughing at the pile of free samples that came in the mail today. It's an odd mix, for sure- an entire roll of Scott tissue, a pack of Stride gum, four tampons, two fishing lures, and a packet of McCormick Montreal Steak grill seasoning.
Great samples, it just looks funny lying here all together like this.
Welp, dishes to do, books to read, sweeps to enter :D
Have a great weekend, everyone.
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[04 Sep 2008|04:37pm] |
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| I am home |
[05 Sep 2008|06:31am] |
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You Are Australia
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You have an a great life, and you consider yourself very lucky.
Although you're thankful for what you have, you know you're also a bit of an underdog.
You are modest, authentic, and sincere. You don't boast... if anything, you're self deprecating.
You aren't formal, and people consider you to be very approachable. You remain relaxed and casual in any situation.
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[04 Sep 2008|09:40pm] |
On repeat:
Calexico - Red Blooms
Neil Young - After The Gold Rush
Morrissey - A Song From Under The Floorboards
Ludo - Love Me Dead (heard in the House promo)
Unkle Bob - One By One (heard in a CSI: Miami episode that I didn't watch)
Love - Alone Again Or (heard during a Noel Gallagher interview)
The Libertines - You're My Waterloo (heard entirely too many times)
In other news, I'm getting glasses.
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| Running the gauntlet |
[04 Sep 2008|03:21pm] |
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Some weeks ago I went to enroll in college where I was told by a charismatic man of a certain age and attractiveness that, as I'd be leaving my job at [cinema] before I started my course, I should sign on and come back in to enroll when in receipt of benefits as I'd then get the course for free rather than paying the hefty £950 fee. "Sign on, even if it's just for a week. I'm a tax payer and I don't have a problem with you doing that. I just want my students to get the best deal," he said, sweeping his hair out of his eyes with a rolled-up-shirt-sleeved arm. I nodded, trying not to let my mouth hang open. Not paying £950 sounded good to me but little did I know I was about to face an ordeal worse than exam term at Cambridge, worse than vomit on a ten hour shift at [cinema]. We hear about people that make a living by scamming the government, claiming benefits in different cities and I say let them keep the money. It's a full time job trying to extract one payment from them, I can only imagine the effort and patience required for four or five.
College gave me a form to be filled in and stamped at the Jobcentre. So when I went to sign on for the first time I brought it with me. After signing on:
Mavis: Miss Furber?
OGH: [goes and sits down at the table]
Mavis: [sighs in a loud and protracted manner] Book?
OGH: [hands over book]
Mavis: Sign here. NEXT!
I went downstairs and asked about getting my form stamped. I was shown immediately to a table where a nice young man called Tristan filled out my form quickly whilst making polite conversation and then I was on my way within the hour. I felt surprised and pleased that everything had gone so smoothly. However at this point I had no idea that I was already undergoing ORDEAL BY INCOMPETENCE. I took the form to my college, which is on the other side of South London to my home and the Jobcentre, and proudly handed over the form to the fee assesment lady. "Oh no," she shook her head, "Oh no, they've put an end date!" she prodded at the relevant part of the form with a fingernail manicured in hot pink, "Can't take it with an end date! The benefits have to be ongoing, look." She pointed to another part of the form where this was clearly stated. I inwardly cursed Tristan and his friendly conversation and complete lack of concentration. I had to wait for half an hour to see a smiley woman who confirmed that, yes, the form was useless. "I'm really sorry, you'll have to get another one filled in. God, it's in Woolwich! I'm sorry hun."
So was I, very sorry to be trailing yet again into Woolwich Jobcentre with a new form clasped between my fingers. I was a bit better prepared this time but there's no real preparation for ORDEAL BY OBSTRUCTION. First I was told that in order to see someone I'd have to make an appointment. Obviously the most natural way to do this is to sit on a jobcentre phone on hold for fifteen minutes before getting through to the main call centre in Belfast where you give them your NI number and they then put you through to the jobcentre you are sitting in where you are finally given an appointment for an hour and a half's time. An ingenious system. I'd been waiting about for over two hours when I finally saw Don, a flamboyant gentleman who waved me over in a manner that wouldn't have been out of place directing air traffic.
Don: Now what can we do for you?
OGH: Well, I've got my P45 to be faxed over...
Don: Oh gawd! I don't know if I'm supposed to be doing that! Oh gawd! Where do I send it...
OGH: New Claims.
Don: Oh Gaw... Really? New Claims? Oh right, I'll just fax that over then! Right. Anything else?
OGH: Yeah, could you just stamp this form for me? I've brought it in before but it was filled out incorrectly.
Don: Oh gawd! I can't do that! I'm not authorised! We're short staffed today and I'm not authorised! What's you NI number?
[types it in and presses return repeatedly while the computer beeps angrily]
Don: See? I'm not authorised! Bring it in tomorrow morning and Linda will do it for you. NEXT!
Linda sat in front of me the next morning looking apologetic. "I can't stamp that for you as the claim isn't coming up as live on the system." She typed my NI number in again and the computer beeped another emphatic "NO!". I showed her that I had, in fact, had the form filled in before. She looked over it and tutted, "Tristan!". My patience was running extremely thin. It seemed that this was ORDEAL BY MISCOMMUNICATION. "I have been here three times with this form," I said, my anger barely controlled, "I need it to enroll in college, if I still have a place after all this incompetent faffing." She called head office for me. Apparently the person handling my claim was away from their desk but would give me a call that afternoon and when they called I should make sure that they'd put my claim live on the system, then come in the next morning to get my form stamped. Of course I got no such call. I spent the evening near to tears through frustration, melodramatically flinging myself onto soft furnishings demanding, "Why won't they just stamp my fucking form? All I want is to better myself! Another chance at education!"
So, Wednesday morning, day three, I awoke with a steely determination. I gathered numbers and stepped into ORDEAL BY CALL CENTRE. This determination didn't falter when, having been on the phone to him for half an hour, the first man I spoke to told me my claim would probably take four to five days, too late for me to enroll, before realising that I'd been given the wrong number by the website and his call centre didn't cover Woolwich. The next number told me that my claim should have gone through but I'd have to call my local Jobcentre to get them to enter my last signing on date. I called Woolwich and was put through to a rather confused man.
Confused Man: What do you want?
OGH: Er, I need my last signing on date entered onto the system so my claim can be processed.
CM: Right. Are you on New Deal?
OGH: No...
CM: Well you shouldn't be talking to me then, who gave you this number?
OGH: I was put through by Woolwich jobcentre.
CM: Give me your NI number... right... you can't sign on today, you sign on on Fridays.
OGH: Yes, I know, I just need my last sign on date put...
CM: You come in on Friday to sign on, you can't have money today.
After hanging up I decided it was probably best to take direct action and went into Woolwich again. At the Jobcentre I waved at Don, smiled at Linda, realised I was probably in there more than some of the staff.
At the front desk I explained that I needed my sign on date inputted so that my claim could be processed and was given a number to ring and shown to a phone. At [cinema] we were taught to use the "Talking to a Brick Wall Technique" on very difficult customers, essentially just repeating yourself over and over again. I decided that this would be my tactic.
Callcentre Employee: Hello, NI number please... right, how can I help you?
OGH: Could you put my last sign on date on the system so my claim can go live please?
CE: Right... just doing that now... Right, you sign in on Fri...
OGH: Is my claim now live on the system?
CE: Well, I'll put a note...
OGH: Is my claim now live on the system?
CE: If you come in on Fri...
OGH: Is my claim now live on the system?
CE: Yes!
OGH: Right. Thank you.
And so I went and had my form stamped and filled in correctly by Linda, then had a trouble-free enrollment at College. VICTORY. Still haven't got any money though.
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[04 Sep 2008|04:27pm] |
{13 x Stock}
{6 x Charlize Theron + 1 Wallpaper}
Teasers:
  
Total Icons: 19
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*None of the textures/brushes used are mine, they go their rightful owners.
*Enjoy, credit and comment please~
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| God I need a life... |
[04 Sep 2008|09:02pm] |
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Your result for The do you belong here Test... The CaretakerYou scored ###! 
You do belong here - for other reasons than those who scored lower than you. you seem to be a truly open minded, caring and intelligent individual - with ideals and ideas for the well-being of everyone. please have a lot of children and raise them in your spirit. Take The do you belong here Test at HelloQuizzy
I'd be an awful parent.
Your result for The Which Biblical Villain Are You Test... The SerpentYou scored 48% Pride, 50% Envy, 40% Ambition, and 53% Deceitfulness! 
Take The Which Biblical Villain Are You Test at HelloQuizzy
oh...
Your result for The What tarot card resembles you Test... The High PriestessYou scored 32 change, 40 wellbeing, 63 wisdom, and 63 truth  This card represents the subconscious mind. It is the balancing force between pairs. The pillars to her sides represent the opposites, light and dark, and she sits in the middle of them, impartial to one or the other. The curtain behind her connects the pairs. The letters on the pillars are B and J. The B is symbolic of the number 2 falling as the second letter in the alphabet. The letter J is the 10th letter in the alphabet, in numerology, this is reduced to 1. So on the pillars we have the numbers 1 and 2. This is symbolic of male and female, the two opposites. The Priestess is holding a scroll of universal and personal knowledge, but only part of it is showing, because god has more yet to reveal. The High Priestess is the link, the conscious mind formulates ideas and the subconscious sets them into action in a fashion of order, represented by the block on which she sits. This card falls under the vibration of the number 2. some extra words:staying nonactive withdrawing from involvement allowing events to proceed without intervention being receptive to influence becoming calm being passive waiting patiently accessing the unconscious using your intuition seeking guidance from within trusting your inner voice opening to dreams and the imagination being aware of a larger reality seeing the potential understanding the possibilities opening to what could be seeing your hidden talents allowing development letting what is there flower sensing the mystery looking beyond the obvious approaching a closed off area opening to the unknown remembering something important sensing the secret and hidden seeking what is concealed acknowledging the Shadow Take The What tarot card resembles you Test at HelloQuizzy
Your result for The Color Code Test... Color Code: RED: The Boss29% Red, 26% Blue, 29% White and 17% Yellow! 
Here is the basics: For a more in depth analysis, I suggest you look up the Color Code, and take a more intensive test. RED MOTIVE: Power RED NEEDS: To look good (Technically), To be right, To be respected, Approval from a select few. RED WANTS: To hide insecurities (tightly), Productivity, Leadership, Challenging adventure SUMMARY: Reds are hungry for power. simply stated reds want their own way. They can be manipulative. Reds find it almost impossible to relinquish their power and freedom when they meet with authority figures. Reds want to be productive. Reds like to work - in school, in their their careers, and in their relationships. They are often work-a-holics. They will, however, resist being forced to do anything that doesn't interest them. Reds want to look good to others. Reds need to appear knowledgeable. They want to be respected even more than they want to be loved. They want to be admired for their practical and logical mindds. Reds shouldn't be taken too seriously. They often state the facts as they see them. They seldom say "in my opinion" before stating their opinions. Reds seek leadership opportunities. Reds are often called "control freaks." If a red can get an upper hand, she or he will.
Take my other Test : Which Tarot Card Guide Are You? http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/tarot-card-guide-test Take The Color Code Test at HelloQuizzy
Your result for The Depressed Test... Hippster-way too cooCongratulations! You scored ###! 
You could be depressed, but only mid range depression, My advice to you, wear sun glasses so you can hide your emotions, wear all black and be a hippster suicide wannabe. The only thing you have going for you is, you are on the verge of depression and happiness, which at times is the most sane position to be in. So use your life wiseley. If you do not think defeat, you will not see defeat. And if you need attention, you probably already know what a suicidal gesture is. Take The Depressed Test at HelloQuizzy
Your result for The How Depressing Are You Test... The Normal Person.Hmm, you scored ###% depressing! 
Like most people you're not perfect, but hey, your friends can forgive that. What you are though is The Normal Person. Someone with either good taste, skill at guessing answers, or you're a genuinely regular Joe (or Jane). You may have some dark tendancies, but since most people do that's ok. The main advantage is that you don't dwell on the down points of your life and you move past your setbacks. Most reasonable people would be happy to have you as their friend. Take The How Depressing Are You Test at HelloQuizzy
reasonable people...
Your result for The Dark Soul Test... The Neutral49 %Darkness, 36 %Happiness, 31 %Idiocy 
You're dark, and I like that. You're happy, and that's cool, too. But you really need to do something about that idiocy rating, 'cause it just ruins the whole thing. Take The Dark Soul Test at HelloQuizzy
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| When will he ever shut up? |
[04 Sep 2008|08:23pm] |
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Got my computer back.
The font and everything is so large, but I can't change it...slightly annoyed...but still positive.
When I was updating my lj before, my dad's friend who fixed my computer wanted to speak to me, but I said to wait...apparently he was waiting a bit, dad said 15 minutes, but he's a liar and ALWAYS over-exaggerates.
So I made my own dinner and then dad said I was an embarrassment to him...
Yeah, kind of hurt.
But still...trying to be positive...it's not easy.
My dad always complains I have moods, but he is the person that causes them! Him with his constant teasing and whinging, and if he's not in a good mood then he'll make sure nobody is, but if he's in a good mood, everyone else is expected to be! It just isn't fair.
On a happier note, and crazier side of the family, my mumma came past and gave me a pair of blue Guess jeans...god thanks mum...and a pair of spandex shiny black tights...I love them! Apparently my sister got green jeans, I love green...but I am totally not fussed. I might also be getting a pair of faux leather tights from Sass and Bide. Loves my mumma...except that fact that she keeps saying I am smoking pot...not happy about that. My sister can go fuck herself.
P.S why do we say a pair of jeans? There isn't two of them...
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| Era era? |
[04 Sep 2008|04:47pm] |
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Your result for The Which Era Do You Belong In Test... Recent PastYou scored 0 Distant Past, 13 Recent Past, 7 Present, and 2 Future! Recent past - You would be the most comfortable during the 60s and 70s in the U.S. You are probably into alternative medicine and non-violence. Or maybe you believe in the use of recreational drugs to "free your mind" :o) Take The Which Era Do You Belong In Test at HelloQuizzy
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| Break |
[04 Sep 2008|06:26pm] |
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MedSci study is not very fun. It's alot more interesting than Biochemistry...But still.
Bleugh.
I'm kind of over it. I want to go play Baldur's Gate II or Neverwinter Nights but I've got too much crap to get through. Hundreds of pages of spermatogenesis and the like? No thanks.
I <3 Emilio
It's Charlie's birthday in the US today! Woop woop (it was yesterday here)
Wow, apologies for pretty much the boringest entry ever :( *emo tear*
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| POSITIVE MOOD DAY |
[04 Sep 2008|04:10pm] |
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"The tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives."
Albert Schweitzer
I know that quote sounds kind of sombre, but in fact it isn't at all. I think it is rather beautiful...moving on.
I was having a POSITIVE MOOD DAY. Basically meaning I was going against my fundamental character...that is sarcastic, cynical and basically all round pessimist...today the sarcasm was still there, but I tried to be more upbeat...not over the top, but happier. I sometimes have weird thoughts like this...they never really last long.
But I did have a good morning. Woke at 5am, mucked around until almost 5:30am, when I went for a walk/jog. Got home, had a massive bowl of Special K with soy milk...mmm...then had a long hot shower...I never have showers in the morning by rule, since I don't usually have time to dry my hair. This morning I blow-dried and straightened my hair...so a good morning..and I bought gum on the way to school. See...everything was good along with my attitude, except for a minor incident when my heavy blow-dryer dropped onto my big toe...which is now currently very swollen with a purple bruise right on the bone.
Had Maths and Art this morning. Was okay. Ancient third. Did very little. Matina sat in Laura's seat since she was away...just wasn't the same. At lunch we tried watching Little Miss Sunshine, but the region code didn't work on the computers...we were left to converse with each other...with quite interesting results...a threesome with Tom and Bianca, me inspecting Dom's breasts...gropping and basically my mum calling and accusing me and Laura of smoking pot after school (my sister's a dumb bitch) and Dom of taking ecstasy...oh how we laughed.
English was last. Just watched Cabaret and talked about our paragraph writing. I actually listened and didn't lay my head on my arms once. Got home before 4 pm. So today is going fine. My dad is however kind of killing my mood. I wish he would stop saying I have an attitude...I really don't today. Okay...enough of my complaining because then I will rant = bad mood.
Allons-y!
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I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth...
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