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- Location:Too far away to help Kai and Cars
- Mood:
angry
- Location:Not where I wanna be
- Mood:
drunk - Music:Bailter Space - Retro
Filling in the gaps, a surprisingly large number of random CDs and CD-ROMs, also some DVDs and games. My cassettes have also had a purge with about 40-odd home taped pieces of crap waiting for the recycling bin.
Why I'm doing this is because we are definitely moving house (financial reasons) and the new one's smaller. Not as much room, and I can probably deep-six some old clothes as well.
But the main thing is, there seems to be some certainty about the future now. We're know where we're going, even though we all have our dislikes about the damn place. The carpet's too dark, the bathroom fittings are cream (and thus oh so dated!) and the access... will take practice.
But we'll adjust. It's not as if we have any choice.
- Music:Jeff Clarkson - Atlantis
1. Bemusement is my usual reaction to the world's witlessness;
2. I'm a geek; and
3. I live in NZ. Also,
4. Bemusement sounds relatively harmless, not overly aggressive or irate. Something that potential employers can look at and not feel threatened.
Now all I have to do is get the damn registration site to accept my credit card!
I've also decided on a new look for the site, and I'm using a heavily modified version of Applique from Free CSS Templates. The original was a bit overcooked for my taste, but I've been boxing clever with translucent PNGs and transparent GIFs to create a much nicer and stylish version that I can change the colour of simply by switching CSS files. Great fun! I'm already cranking out CSS files for different moods.
Also I'm working on an incomplete walkthrough for Lyle in Cube Sector. I've looked online and there isn't one. I decided to do so since I finally made it to the end boss with 12 hit points and 8 CP orbs, whereupon my arse was handed unto me. Mind you, I have to crash out of Lyle on a regular basis -- it doesn't like alt-tab much at all...
- Location:watching the showers go by
- Mood:
accomplished
- Mood:
blah - Music:The Muttonbirds - Your Window
I was re-registering a domain for work, and wasted a fair bit of time looking for domains. While they're more expensive, I feel that a .nz domain will better reflect my national identity, and also I'm not a company. I'm a private induhvidual with a vanity site. Oh, and a terminal geek, glasses, bad social skills, and all.
Anyway, here's a poll for some more or less interested reader feedback:
Poll #1400288 What should my new web address be?
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All
Possible .geek.nz addresses
View Answers
cranky.geek.nz
0 (0.0%)
seethe.geek.nz (See the Geek - geddit?) 0 (0.0%)
odd.geek.nz (well, I am all three) 1 (100.0%)
square.geek.nz (it's hip to - awfugedit) 0 (0.0%)
terminal.geek.nz 0 (0.0%)
Got a better idea? Let's see it.
- Location:There's a Phill Collins puppet next to me
- Mood:
confused - Music:Little Fyodor - I Don't Know What To Do
She finishes off with the following remark:
Now I know that it is hard to reach out and connect with others virtually. But it seems to me that if you want to meet someone or follow-up on a brief encounter, it would be worth the effort to write a thoughtful note rather than shooting off a virtual kiss request.
At least in SL all you have to worry about is random IMs, group join invites, friendship requests or inventory offers.
- Mood:
apathetic
No argument. Talking. Texting is too damn fiddly, and while we're at it, let's discuss cellphones in general.
Cellphones can be useful, but people act as though turning them off somehow violates their contract with the phone company, and if they do they will be hunted down, arrested, and end up sharing a cell with Bubba, who has a thing about purty mouths.
End result: the perfect interruption machine. People are conditioned to pick up the phone ASAP; the dork on the other end doesn't know or, likely, care that the victim is in a movie, or a lecture, or a firefight, or doing sixty in the fast lane; oh, and of course the darn things never seem to adequately pick up the speaker's voice or amplify the caller's either.
What people need is the sense to recognise when the damn phone should be switched off. Modern communication technology seems hellbent on keeping you from being able to be alone when you need to be, and totally undisturbed by others.
- Location:my rectum, as seen from the inside
- Mood:
bitchy - Music:Astroninja - The Bukkake Udon Song
So, revcardboardbox, your LiveJournal reveals...
You are... 0% unique and 29% herdlike (partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy philosophy). When it comes to friends you are normal. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are wary of trusting strangers. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is conventional.
Your overall weirdness is: 31
(The average level of weirdness is: 29.
You are weirder than 67% of other LJers.)
Find out what your weirdness level is!
For some reason I find that the concept that philosophers are abnormal and herdlike amusing.
The Blogalyser reveals...
Your blog/web page text has an overall readability index of 14.
This suggests that your writing style is conventional
(to communicate well you should aim for a figure between 10 and 20).Your blog has 8 sentences per entry, which suggests your general message is distinguished by clarity
(writing for the web should be concise).
CHARACTER MATRIX
| male |   | female |
| self |    | world |
| past |    | future |
Your text shows characteristics which are 59% male and 41% female
(for more information see the Gender Genie).
Looking at pronoun indicators, you write mainly about yourself, then the world in general and finally your social circle. Also, your writing focuses primarily on the present, next the past and lastly the future.
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Find out what your blogging style is like!
I contracted this from mlfoley.
- Mood:
gwuh!
Some more on this bad lawmaking. We must not let the corporate Matthew Hopkinses and the scare group Torquemadas win!
I was thinking the other day: If I was living on my own, I wouldn't have a TV (crap), no Sky (costly crap), and maybe not even a radio (talkback and playing-all-five-of-the-hits crap). Just me, my broadband connection, newspaper subscription, and I.
The nearest DVD rentals place seems to have nothing but bang-bang thrillers, dumb kids' movies, dumb gorefests (Snakes on a Train or Saw Four Billion and Six anyone?), anime I can't get excited over, dull as dishwater mainstream porn, and more crap I can't get excited over. It's a pity we don't have a record store any more; I could have said much the same thing about the music industry.
In short: Modern mainstream media is primarily crap, except for those interesting items that are always on at exactly the wrong venue or time.
But the internet... that's a different story. I mean, just take this lovely morality play here:
( On second thoughts, don't. )
- Mood: bitchy
The top level principles:
- Ignorance is innocence
- Causality is selectable
- It's not your fault
- Death is unnatural
Oh - my resolutions are going as badly as you might expect.
- Mood: bitchy
- A project I call 393204.
- Pay off all my Visa card debt and actually get into the black.
- Lose weight. I've gained 5kg over the past year or so and need to lose it.
- Control my gambling habit.
- Resume regular, or semi-regular, comic drawing.
- Take playing the guitar more seriously.
- Find another club or something to join. Otherwise I may as well add "Hikikomori" as a middle name.
- Make a friggin' Flash movie. After all, I went to great lengths to pirate a copy, so I may as well use it.
- Become more organised than ever before.
- Location:Messing with iTunes
- Music:Rudy Schwartz Project - Salmon Moisture Prelude
Your result for The Pop Culture Archetype Personality Test...
The Tinker
Ninja, Robot, Punk, Cowboy
The solitary tinker is detached from the world at large, forever deep in thought analyzing or inventing something. They are fond of games, puzzles, mathematics and language, with the task they are performing secondary to the mastery of the logic involved. They are relatively easygoing and likable enough, but when their beliefs are trod upon they become outspoken and inflexible, and while they do not want to make a spectacle of themselves they will defend their point of view vociferously. They are quite critical, of themselves and others, and they will correct imprecise language or thought, and consistently second guess themselves, often predicting impending failure. This lack of trust (in themselves and others) leads them to pursue solitary careers, leaving them aloof and detached, lost in the workshop of their own mind.
Tinkers often fall into Schizoid behavioral patterns, with an indifference to social relationships and a limited range of emotional expression. They take pleasure in only a few solitary activities, and keep only a few close friends (often relatives), pushing aside all others and things. This emotional frigidity leaves them detached and indifferent to praise and criticism.
Famous tinkers include Socrates, Descartes, Newton, C.G. Jung and Albert Einstein.
Take The Pop Culture Archetype Personality Test at HelloQuizzy
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kaichi_satake .Walking back I saw a small eel making its way upstream.
Funny weather we're having; yesterday was grim, rain and wind. Today, full-bore sun.
Oh well. Merry Christmas.
- Mood:
contemplative
They make me giggle. A lot.
- Location:At the bottom of a Tuatara Hefewizen
- Mood: drunk
- Music:Gifted But Twisted - Pooping is Fun
http://www.breakthinktank.com/gallery/m
I'd have done them already, but I've been spending the last three days rejigging the website to use almost pure CSS for design, and enduring the terrible Bus Sickness. Swollen throat, gungy nose, cough, and sneeze, thanks to being stuck in a bus with umpteen mainly female humans coughing up various organs.
I might have to ask for more emergency leave to recover from that.
- Location:Paraparaumu
- Mood:
sick - Music:Tall Dwarfs - Phil's Disease (Day One)
Anyway, the Cape Brett cruise was pretty good, except for the cold breeze and the overcast. We saw pods of bottlenose dolphins twice -- I may have a decent shot or two of them -- and of course the famous Hole In the Rock. There's also one or two panoramas which might come out.
Actually, this trip won't have many photos, but an awful lot of panoramas. My camera's almost full to bursting!
Tonight I'll be going out for a set menu dinner and tomorrow an early start through the roadworks back to Auckland. I don't know yet if I'll bum about Auckland a bit before catching the shuttle-bus, or hitch a lift with the driver and bum about the domestic terminal until my flight.
- Location:The Bounty Inn, Paihia
- Mood:
exanimate - Music:Oh, something or other
There was the hour-and-a-quarter stop in Auckland, as well as twelve sets of goddamned roadworks to take into account as well.
Tomorrow morning I'll be off on a Cape Brett cruise including dolphin seeking -- hopefully that means better photos than I took on my Queen Charlotte Sound trip.
But... I mean. Twelve sets of fargnaxing roadworks to hold us up.
Damn.
- Location:The Bounty Inn, Paihia
- Mood: annoyed
- Music:Swinging Love Corpses - The 22nd Time I Shit On This Trip
The food was delicious, and the concert striking. One poor schmuck at the table I was at got picked as the honorary chief, and much amusement and cultural experience was had by all.
Afterwards I spent an hour under the stars (which I couldn't see through the cloud and light pollution) in the Lake Spa department of the Polynesian Spa, just a short walk away from our hotel, the Sudima. The Lake Spa is the one that keeps appearing in the adverts - four nicely appointed landscaped pools ranging from a cool 36°C to a somewhat challenging 42°C - great for my inexplicably stiff legs. Must be from luging on Sunday and stupid-dancing on Saturday night.
Today, Monday, we enjoyed a sheep show at the Agrodome, although the sheep seem to be a bit jaded about the whole thing these days. It's also been a trifle damp - we stopped for lunch at Otorohanga and it absolutely hosed down. Not that it mattered; a whack of this arvo was spent underground at Ruakuri cave.
Ruakuri's entrance is spectacular. It looks like something Robyn and Rand Miller would have run up for one of their Myst puzzle-box games. (One of the puzzles is why you would pay money for a game you'll play once and probably once only.)
Anyway, this could be the cruisiest day of the tour; tomorrow it's off to Auckland, then the Bay of Islands.
- Location:Curly's Bar
- Mood:
hot - Music:Sounds like a TV ad
OK, no chance to sit down and blog yesterday, so: Taupo.
I have a stack of good panorama fodder from photo-stops on the Desert Road (the mountains) as well as Huka Falls... and the Taupo Bungy.
Yes, I have finally lost my bungy virginity. And once I can figure out how, I will post the video.
The day started out grey as anything, and finished fine as a month's free beer. After a little shopping for suitable accessories, I joined the mob for the costume party and dinner cruise. Hell, I don't think I got back to the hotel until 1am.
Six hours later, off to Rotovegas. Some people call it Rotorua. Actually we went straight through en route to the Zorb: a big inflatable ball which you roll downhill in. I'll have to do that some time in future.
Then up the Skyline gondola and a couple of dashes on the luge: little black plastic trays which you pelt down a course on. Great fun, and another panorama of Lake Rotorua in the process.
A number of people made comment about Rotorua's trademark scent - "I thought that was just in the bus!" for instance - but most people are keeping their dinners down. Tonight there will be a hangi for dinner and then a Maori concert.
Anyway, I'm off to walk the streets for a bit and then back.
- Location:Sudima Hotel Rotorua
- Mood:
drained - Music:Someone noodling on piano
