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[08 Sep 2008|11:26am] |
Thanks to ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) serialkiller's new song on her Myspace, I have found the following random awesomeness:
myspace.com/hypercrush
It is techno-electro-y goodness with lots of neon colors. The 'arcade' song sticks in my head, and so do all their beats. Rawr.
PS: I'm in Diego bitch!
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[08 Sep 2008|01:44pm] |
Over the last few weeks, I've been staying in my mother's room at my sister's place. Just a few days ago, I found a globe; curious, I took it down from its shelf and inspected it.
It has Czechoslovakia and the USSR on it. Talk about a collector's item decades from now.
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| SP & Kilpatrick |
[08 Sep 2008|01:38pm] |
I think my regular readers already know how I feel about Sarah Palin. Personally, I can't wait to see her ass handed to her in the Vice-Presidential debate.
Also, in local news, I am so happy to see Kwame Kilpatrick gearing up for jail time. The man deserves it, and he knows it. The city of Detroit deserves better than what he's put it through this last year.
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[08 Sep 2008|01:30pm] |
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MSNBC says Olbermann, Matthews won't anchor -- The folks at MSNBC are timid. Matthews and Olbermann have been their chief political anchors for over a year, for the entirety of the Democratic primary season as well as the Republican one. Sad.
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| Happy Birthday! |
[08 Sep 2008|09:53am] |
Happy Birthday to mrl24.
Happy Belated Birthday to caudelac.
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[07 Sep 2008|11:53pm] |
I had to. I had to back him up into a corner so neither of us would want to be friends with each. It had gotten to the point where I had to humiliate myself in front of him so that he couldn't hang out with me anymore.
It's just what it is. I had to destroy any hope... any belief I could have in us being together.
That, or I mean, I could never get rid of this hate and love harboring in me for him.
But what I don't understand is that he said we just couldn't be friends while he was still dating Grace.
Which means he knows too, we will be friends again. He won't be dating Grace forever.
But at least I know now, that's not necessarily going to be true anymore.
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[08 Sep 2008|12:40pm] |
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Yay~ bloogum's no longer playing funny buggers. Fixed within the hour I sent the support ticket note thing <3
Top floor of the library has shiny new monitors, ooh, same size as mine at home =D Now if only they had Photoshop on them, then I could make use of the shiny.
D00d~ next week's the last week before mid-semester break. With any luck I'll have all my uni stuff caught up with by next Friday, so I can have a nice free first week of said break, and not need to think about uni at all in Melbourne.
List of DOOM for the next week and a half:
o 1500 word essay for Screen
.. Highlight and notetake the reading, get the main points figured out, write up an outline and do the essay.
o Make website for Intro to Creative Digital Media
.. Layout in Photoshop, code that up, throw all the content I've currently got at it and set up pages for the content I don't.
o Log book for Art
.. Do the remaining few exercises, print off some digiart to stick in there and yack about, maybe flip through the Foxtel guide and see if there are any biographies on Monet or Renoir or any of them in the next few weeks. I dunno. Throw crap in there.
Mmm doomy. I still don't have a decent layout idea. Arg. I haven't even made new layouts for tpyo and bloogum in, like, a year. HRM.
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[07 Sep 2008|08:36pm] |
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( Our town house model, and build site )
OK, so some explanation. The model is just that, the model. We're going for completely different colors, but aside from paint, furniture, and different carpet, it's more or less what ours will look like. We're getting a darker stain on the railings.
The pictures of the completed townhouses are what our building will look like when it's finished, except ours is on an elevated land, so we have the big back porches with the stairs (as pictured on the ones that are half way done)
The big empty spaces with the street light is the site where we're building. It's surrounded by unlandscaped bits, but that'll be filled with other town houses in 5-7 years. Yay. The water tower in the distance says, "Huntley" and that's in the middle of "downtown" Huntley.
The almost-done construction isn't our building, but what ours will more or less look like. We're having the same type of basement (which windows you can see in one picture) and the same porch. We're gonna be at an angle from that building :D
I lost a bunch of pictures, but I'm going back tomorrow with my new camera to retake the bedrooms, bathrooms, and the pool/park/lake/clubhouse. Hurray!
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| Michael's Story website |
[07 Sep 2008|09:04pm] |
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I put up a preliminary little website for Michael's Story, the comic here . It needs some design help and more features, but it's a start. I have so much web work that I need to do , and I'm woefully behind on lots of things because it's hard for me to work right now with the depression / stress /anxiety.
The latest thing is I need to come up with money for with my income of negative-whatever is 'book socks' because teachers no longer accept paper covers and they deduct a point a day from the child's grade for uncovered books. Because that's fair.
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[07 Sep 2008|05:57pm] |
Still sick. Coughing badly; hurting to go along with that. Just woke up half an hour or so ago after napping shallowly since 11. Originally slept on the couch (so as not to disturb J with my coughing), woke up around 8. We adventured to Jamba and then the zoo where the animals were active and adorable. Came home and went to sleep immediately. My fitness plan is definitely failing, but all for a good cause - rest.
In other news:
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[07 Sep 2008|05:47pm] |
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| House, part deux |
[07 Sep 2008|09:53am] |
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We're going to go have another look at the model, with my camera, and snap some shots of the site where it'll be built. Hurray! Afterward, we're heading to the big furniture stores to window shop. These places are hardcore competitive and based on commission. When we were shopping for our apartment, they barely gave us the time of day (which may or may not have been a racial thing, I'm not sure). Now, I have the ability to say, "We're buying a house and we need to completely furnish the whole place." and watch them scramble madly. Bwhahaha
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[06 Sep 2008|03:38pm] |
Woo! I just left to get the mail and ended up getting a free tv and dvd player out of the deal.
SCORE!
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[06 Sep 2008|12:17pm] |
How is that after all this time it still hurts this much? That I get trashed and make such a fool of myself? I don't understand it. I've stopped trying to anyway. The heartache just twists in my chest and rots whatever may have hung above my ribs at one point.
What makes me do these things? I just keep asking myself. It's so unlike me to be so irrational and even worse then wearing my feelings on my sleeve, I splash them all over the place. All this unkept, soiled rage boiling in my bowels and the moment it sees it's cause I can't keep but vomiting it up. I feel as though if it was to stay stuck inside at the moment it would mutate into cancers and tumors and all other sorts of nasty things.
I just lose it. Completely. My hearts feels denied and instead of coiling in retreat it lashes out in rage. Drunk, confused, hurt, ashamed. I'm such a fucking idiot sometimes.
So what happened? I can hardly remember. I was angry anyway before going out so the anger just kept me drinking. And it was fine at first, with Austin and Kate and Rachel and we were going to a basement show so I expected that to be fine. But I think I knew, even as we were on our way that Mark would be there. And I should have known better to just turn around and go with Rachel to another party. It would have been the right thing to do but I didn't do it. Instead I descended the stairs and chatted with people here and there until Mark appeared just as promised. And it was fine at first but then he was saying his girlfriend wanted to meet me and I don't remember much but I remember telling him no and he seemed confused, asking me, hadn't we had closure? And I told him no again and I guess I turned on my heel because the next time I saw him he was dancing with his girlfriend.
Outraged, angry, jealous. I don't know. Not happy and still drunk. Later that night I sent him a text message saying I couldn't be friends with him. I don't want to be friends with him. I never have. He hasn't responded. I'm sure he won't. I would rather not see him again or anyone associated with him. I just feel like such a far out son of a bitch for how I've handled this. Like a child who can't get what she wants and throws a tantrum. All the sudden I'm six and five and four years old and again and crying and whining to get my way. And because I can't get what I want, I feel like the world is ending. I've lost perspective. All I see when I open my eyes when I wake up to the world is Mark and that fact that he's not mine.
It just hurts. After all this time it's just pain. And I'm tired of it. I'm sick of it. I want to throw it out of my body.
But I can't. It won't go away. It sticks inside of my guts and eats at my stomach lining. It's turning me into something that's not myself. And it's scaring me. Heartbreak, I don't know. I guess that's what you call it. And I'm holding onto it in some way, I won't let myself be rid of it. I don't know why. I just won't.
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| Prayers at an Exhibition: Bhutan’s Art and the Monks Who Protect It |
[06 Sep 2008|09:18am] |
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/06/arts/design/06monk.html
"The works in the exhibition are not only national treasures, said Ramon Prats, the museum’s senior curator, “but also living icons, whose sacredness must be maintained.”
To that purpose, five monks from central Bhutan relocated for the show’s duration in Honolulu, where in addition to fulfilling their spiritual duties they developed a taste for Costco pizza and learned to paddle surf. "
It seems cute, their shyness. :) How awesome of an exhibit would that be to go see?
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[06 Sep 2008|09:27am] |
God I have the temperament of a six year old when I'm belligerent and drunk.
Why is it so hard to get some god damn weed in this town?
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[06 Sep 2008|05:55pm] |
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Anna P and I went to the Show yesterday =D Fun times had by all =D Started out with the rides~ which involved the same one three times \m/ Cos we're awesome like that. Traditional baked spud for lunch while watching the woodchopping, which is ALWAYS won by the chunkiest bloke there, or a Taswegian. Usually a chunky Taswegian.
Wandered around getting free samples of various farm produce things, bit of wine tasting, mettwurst, cheeeeese only there was no camembert that we could spot this time =( Yoghurt with fruit, various stuff like that. Nummy. Wanted to pat the cats, but the ones being judged yesterday were all BALD and creepy. I don't get bald cats. They look like scary big rats.
Showbags~ I got the Bertie Beetle as per tradition, as well as two little Cadbury ones for $7, so yay, chocolate. Just realised I shoulda gotten a Bertie Beetle for Mum, too, since that's her tradition as well. Must do when I go next week with Alex *nods*
And I bought a cactus. Cos. I could. THE RAYKINIANS MADE ME DO IT I SWEAR.
And now some dot points, cos they really don't need more than that:
o Bugga footy. Bring on the cricket!
o I want a TARDIS so I can go back to last week and SHOOT St Kilda. Or at least their leading goal kicker. 94 points they needed to win by to bump us from 4th to 5th on the ladder, and they beat bloody Essendon by 100-odd. BASTARDS. Means that since we lost today to freaking Collingwood, we're out of the finals ><
o Pub tonight with Anna P~ =D
o K8 is in Japan, which I only just remembered AFTER writing that last entry. I rule like that, yasee.
o On the plus side! I know I won't be missing a Crows Grand Final at Manifest end of the month =D
o ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) h_bee is finally getting updated! With half-hour landscape scribbles, but still! Art block is cracking!
o Fire Imps are fun, and yet there is already wank about them in Pre. People are weird.
o bloogum is playing funny buggers =/
o Exercised my democratic responsibility and voted again today. By-election to replace Alexander Downer. I've voted three times in the past, what, year and a half? When were the state ones again? I dunno. Seems a lot, anyway.
o Cocktail hour~! *skips off*
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