Late at night when I'm getting ready for bed I thought woozily, "Why don't I just wrap the armature in a vague layer of plasticine?"

We are talking pharmaceuticals here.

So this is it, in glorious early messing aboutovision:

How cool.. I was looking up Formosa restaurant on google maps to show a friend where it is... and they still have the OLD location of it, from years ago. It was much better then, it was a proper restaurant, not a bloody karaoke food hall.

http://maps.google.com.au/maps?layer=c&cbll=-31.946720,115.858680&cbp=12,,,1,&ved=0CBAQ2wU&sa=X&ei=7yv8SrLzO4ugsgPZy7itBw

Memories...

"Does he walk around on one leg?"

"Yes."

"Oh my god, I know that guy. That guy's such a douchebag!" 



I seriously lolled. We seriously lolled.

I know I'm spamming tonight, but I have a very important question and I need your honest opinions.

I'm seriously, seriously tempted to sign up for festivids, which is basically Yuletide for vidders. How cool is that?

*stares at the shiny fandoms on offer*

But here's the thing. I'm such a baby vidder, and I'm not that good yet. Would it be crappy for someone to get me as their vidder? I mean, I know it's not a competition, and it's all about taking part and all that. But seriously, would it be crappy to get me as a vidder?

Take the poll, or leave a comment. Anon posting is screened (to stop spambots) but on.

ETA: Okay, you've convinced me. I think I'm going to do it. :) /eta



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Last night at yoga I discovered I am in agony with my Crohns - it always strikes me as bizarre how you can just get used to a way of being, and for discomforts to just become background noise/stress. Since I tried a few moves last night whereupon I discovered my guts ache all the time with the occasional stabbing pain, I've noticed it as constant since. And I have no idea when the pain started. No idea at all. Just the lingering of the flare up from a couple of months ago.

Today I didn't get paid. A payroll glitch. Ugh. The few people I mentioned this to offered to loan me money which is really lovely. I have money put aside for a rainy day and today it was raining - car insurance was due today and my credit card bill. So it's all good but that was ALL my rainy day money so I feel quite stressed and panicky not to have my safety net. And I know it will get sorted and that pay will go back into the rainy day fund but even so, I have been stressed about money all day. The TPP stuff is not sorted and that suddenly is urgent and I want to know what my budgets look like for 2010 and how much money TPP owes me. All that stressful stuff.

Then I came home to a traffic infringment. Grr. For something I don't remember having done (oh they have photos alright). Grr.

I'll stop grumbling and moaning now.

This week I've been watching Coupling Seasons 1 through 3. Just started 4 tonight. I've been mostly meh about it - it's hard not to compare to Friends. But moments have really tickled me:

I just want you to know, I was against the costume thing
I wasn't!
And the dancing.
I invented this dance!

This is Pumpkin curled up in a corner. Geometry is not his strong suit.

Is an Ares overloaaaad!

Rob and I have just spent a good proportion of the day captioning and choosing the photo diary of this trip.

You can view it here. There's maps and everything, and captions.
 
There's a fair few there, but compared to the amount of photos we actually took, the net is getting off lightly. You're getting about 1 in 5.

hey does anyone know anyone who is good at making male goth clothing? i need a full length man skirt for costume (and going out)

It's ten minutes to eleven. If I don't go to the shops soon, this will be the third night in a row that I won't have eaten dinner. In fact, today the only thing I've eaten is an instant green curry and a little chocolate mousse.

It's not that I'm trying not to eat; it's just that I've been too busy thinking of other things to really think of eating. And it's not that I'm not hungry; I have been, just not in that tummy rumbling kind of way. The kind of hungry that you absent-mindedly put aside as feeling a little out of sorts.

The past few weeks have given me all sorts of out of sorts. Come to think of it, it has been a stressful month.

I know that when I walk to the shop, I won't feel like listening to music and the fluorescent lights are going to burn my eyes after the dim street lights. And when I get home, I'm going to cook a lacklustre dish of pasta with the most basic, boring tomato sauce that I can be bothered to make. I'll start it and be suddenly not even out of sorts hungry anymore.

Then I'll probably sit in bed, with a book in front of my face, and it will look like I'm reading to anyone watching. I might even turn the pages once or twice.


I think I'll get takeaway.

On a Drop of Dew
by Andrew Marvell

See how the orient dew,
Shed from the bosom of the morn
Into the blowing roses,
Yet careless of its mansion new,
For the clear region where 'twas born
Round in its self incloses,
And in its little globe's extent
Frames as it can its native element.
How it the purple flow'r does slight,
Scarce touching where it lies,
But gazing back upon the skies,
Shines with a mournful light;
Like its own tear,
Because so long divided from the sphere.
Restless it rolls and unsecure,
Trembling lest it grow impure,
Till the warm sun pity its pain,
And to the skies exhale it back again.
So the soul, that drop, that ray
Of the clear fountain of eternal day,
Could it within the human flow'r be seen,
Rememb'ring still its former height,
Shuns the sweet leaves and blossoms green;
And, recollecting its own light,
Does, in its pure and circling thoughts, express
The greater Heaven in an Heaven less.
In how coy a figure wound
Every way it turns away:
So the world excluding round,
Yet receiving in the day.
Dark beneath, but bright above:
Here disdaining, there in love.
How loose and easy hence to go:
How girt and ready to ascend.
Moving but on a point below,
It all about does upwards bend.
Such did the manna's sacred dew distil;
White and intire, though congealed and chill.
Congealed on earth: but does, dissolving, run
Into the glories of th' Almighty Sun.

I'm giving up on them today. Just saw a snippet of Kevin Rudd aka our Prime Minister visiting our troops in Afghanistan. He's sitting eating with some in the mess and he takes a mouthful of food and asks one of the men, "Are you having fun?"

I'M SORRY?!?! What THE FREAKING FUCK? Did he just ask a serving soldier in the Australian Army if he was having fun ... serving. Whilst we are occupying a foreign country?! REALLY?

And I dunno if it's worse that the soldier replied, "Yes."

Today it all feels a bit wrong.

Pearl has Roseola infantum. Which would explain the fever yesterday when she had to go to the paediatrician for her review.

My website used to be on Geocities, but since that's now defunct I need to set up somewhere else.

ETA: I'm talking about my real-name website, not a fan site. But thanks for all the good fannish suggestions. If I decide to put together a fansite I know where to go now. /eta

So where's the reliable free web hosting happening these days? I've googled it, but there doesn't seem to be a clear winner. Are they all much of a muchness?

Help me, oh flist.

In other news, this week I needed to put together a quick online bio and link list of stuff under my real name. It's been ages since I googled myself; it was a bit of an eye opener. There were all the usual hits -- many of them to the defunct Geocities site, as it had been around for so long (since about 1997, I think!). Plus quite a few new people talking about my essays, which I hadn't known about.

But the best part? I discovered that I've been cited as an expert on Wikipedia! And under the most *perfect* topic too. Hahahaha. It made me LOL.

Fame at last. ;)

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Okay, guys, I have 8 invitations to Google Wave. This is your big moment to let me know if you want in!

You need to leave a comment with your email address. Pick the address carefully, as that will define your Wave username (real-name email address will equal real-name Wave account; fannish pseud will give you a fannish Wave account).

Comments are screened.

Because I want to try out the functionality of Wave, I'm actually going to pick and choose who gets an invite. I kind of hate to do that, but at the moment I might as well not have Wave as there's barely anyone to play with. I really need a network of fellow fannish Wavers in order to test it out, which is the whole point of being a Beta Tester, after all.

So here's how it's going to work: first, I'm going to invite people I'm likely to collaborate with on a story, or project, or beta or something of that nature. So if you and I have ever done storytime, betad each other's work, talked vids, or worked on some other fannish project together, like OTW, you have a good chance of getting an invite.

Then, if I still have some invites left after that, or once I get the next batch of invites, I will go through and give them out on a first-come, first-served basis to anyone else who puts their hand up.

That's the plan. So leave a comment if you want to go on the list.

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This afternoon I tackled a much-deferred job and tested the reticulation. I am *very* pleased about this.

( Mmmm. Soggy )

My stellar Mum passed away at midday today. She was 86.

You ask, we deliver? There have been no small number of fans out there asking us to do a show at The Republic, and so here it is!!

Black Friday, November 13th (this Friday!)

We need you to come! If you like post-punk, early electro, -wave, alt-rock, atmospop, and you know what else we play then we need you. If you like to be challenged then we need you! I've got a bit of stuff Im gonna go out on a liittle limb with, so I hope you can support the bough so we can shake the tree (see what i did with that one...) Seriously, we have music!!

And, in a show of strength, we've invited Petrosex (from Republic/Horrorshop/Rats!) to join us in the booth to break out some of the most exciting synthetic sounds you'll hear from the earliest days of the synthetic through to today, Ive heard previews of some compelling european electro pre- and post-roland 808. But remember, Im first and foremost a fan of guitars and drums, so you'll need to be ready to put a bit of thought into feet/beat syncopation outside the rigidity of quartz timing. And you know, Koe is just gonna play his sets that make you think "How can every track be this cool???", and I dont even really know how he does this.

So I really hope some of you LJ enthusiasts can join us :]

btw:

http://redwinggreen7.livejournal.com/95305.html
http://qwantz.livejournal.com/112122.html

<3 <3 <3
Travis, Koe, Isolation & Petro!