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Dating outside your species

Well, an end of an era I suppose. Ftp4warez is finally closing. I know there will be a new 'trivia only' channel, but it's still not the same really. Guess it will sort out the men from the boys. By the time I get home from work tomorrow, the channel will be no more. It's a strange thought. Over the past year or so, it's become a second home for me. Sound strange? Some people go to the pub and catch up with friends, some people belong to a sporting club, but me? I play trivia online. There is a part of me which feels almost sorry for myself. The friends I have online are just as real (if not more so) than any of the other friends I may have. I am regularily talking to people. I don't really have anyone whom I would be friends with at work (Andy excluded obviously), I don't hang out at pubs and me in a sporting club? Do I ever see anyone from High School? NO. Nearly every other friend I've ever had suddenly stopped talking to me or moved overseas. I'm hoping the overseas exodus isn't my fault.

I was thinking about my blog earlier, after telling someone I had a blog. They asked me if anyone cared. Probably not, I said. Blogging seems, to me, to be the ultimate form of cathartic narcissism. Somethings you have expunge from your system otherwise they fester and burn inside of you. So, TA DA - the blog.

You can't put your whole life on a blog though. The idea, someone, somewhere, whether you know them or not, may read it and judge you is always in the back of your mind. Well, it is in mine. Another problem with bloging is unless it is totally anonymous, how can you talk about people you know who may read it? Is life difficult, or do I just have a difficult filter on my intake senses?

If life is what you make of it, then I seem to be able to take relatively easy things and turn them into the most complex situtations. Is this a talent I should be impressed with or scared of?

Too many scary things to think about. Think I might go and hide out in a cave for a while. I hope the cave has the internet...

Music, sweet music

I love music. I'm not just talking about the stuff you might hear on the Top 40 or your favourite songs from High School, but music, sweet music. Creativity in society is what sets a person with a deep subconscious apart from the mindless drones, which unfortunately apear to be the 'norm' in our culture. Being able to hear a song or a piece of music and be emotionally changed for the experience is, for me, one of the most powerful and passionate parts of self awareness. Resonant sounds eminating from a speaker, or better yet, the living breathing musician, simply thrill me.

I'm not even going to pretend I know what it is about music, which makes me feel as though I can only live for the next note. Maybe I'm an old fashioned romantic deep, deep (we're talking really deep here) at heart. Emotional tradgedy, disappoinment, betrayal I have experienced it all. Generally, the tears won't flow and the emotions aren't there. But listening to a certain song, lyrics or even simply a beat can extract all my most dire emotions and make the tears flow. If only life came with a soundtrack.

CD REVIEWS
Chungking
We Travel Fast (Inertia)

Opening with the sublimely seductive and adorable, Making Music, Chungking’s debut album is filled with gorgeous, floating music. Sweet, serene simplicity, We Travel Fast, is filled with songstress Jessie Banks, sad, soul pitying voice. A delicate vibrancy gently shines through Bank’s voice and is amplified by rich rounded bass sounds and shuffling drum beats. Exuding a sexy, mischievous undertone whilst keeping refined and controlled pace, the overall affect of this album is love. Whether you’re in love or you want to be, the sensual nature of tracks like Just a Game or Let the Love In, stirs up passions and emotions.

Recorded in the basement of Banks and then partner Sean Hennessey with James Stephenson, Chungking wrote, recorded and produced their special mix of soul and rhythm. We Travel Fast, may not be a breakthrough in style or sound, but it is certainly not an album to be dismissed. Reminiscent of great bands such as Portishead or Morcheeba, Chungking have their own relaxed sound. Listen out for a great Barry White impersonation on Full On. Beautiful, dateless, soul defying tunes leaving you begging for more. Worth more than a listen.

One more of these and I'm anyones...

The state government in its infinate wisdom has released a new serve of TV commercials aimed at reducing teenage binge drinking. After watching those ad's I am longing for the years of hanging out at the beach or the local park and getting pissed with half of Geelong's finest. Let's see... the friends I used to get pissed with as a kid:

One is teaching horse riding and equine managment at a private stud in Malaysia, another is teaching English in Japan, one is a mortician (okay... maybe that's a seperate ad about the dangers of marijuana), an accountant in London, an economist at a leading firm in Melbourne, a couple of primary teachers and then there's me, the wanna be journalist.
I remember drinking till I threw up (handy hint: never throw up in a waste paper basket with thatched sides), lying to my parents (ah.. we're at stacey's house with a few videos.. that? oh thats just the video starting up) and generally being a bit sneaky.

The moral to my story is we turned out okay. The new ad's the government are running have a point - what are you're friends saying about you when you are drunk? If you are serious about stopping teen binge drinking, especially among females, reminding them people are going to bitch about them the next day is not a bad place to start. Problem? The ad's were so vague the message just ISNT GETTING THROUGH! Big waste of money if you ask me, but unfortunatly it looks like the hotline between here and parliament seems to be broken again.

I think I'll post a few CD review's on here as well. Hopefully they should appear as links. I've already got the reviews... someone may as well read them. Not sure if anyone reads the articles in forte or just trys to find a picture of someone they no in the niteclub pics...

Why are computers so damn annoying?

A big SpannerWorld greetings and salutations is going out to Britta :) Hope you find a pc which A: works and B: is fast enough to look at web pages.. hehe

Well.. this small amount of time is taking up precious trivia playing time. Post something of interest later!

What happens if you like stuff, but you hate things?

If you are like me, and let's face it - most crazy people are, then you have probably noticed you like stuff but you don't like things. This has become a bit of an inconvience for me. Nearly everything in our lives consists of stuff and things. When you like one and not the other the joy in life is cruelly hidden from you like food at a modeling convention. I love email, but i really hate spam. Okay, not exactly gonna shift the way you think about the world, but this is my world and this issue is important GODDAMMIT!

Is there anyone out there actually signing up for penis extensions, breast enlargments, university degrees or refinacne because of an email? I hate to be the party pooper (okay i don't really but that's another blog entirely), but I'm not about to sign up for something sent to me in an email. Which brings me to the question... what kind of inbred sorry fuck is buying up for this sorta deal and why the hell are they on the internet? No, strike that, why the hell are they ALIVE??!!

Which brings me to the next category of email anger. Chain mail!! Questionaires are okay, infact they're kinda fun, but stupid dopey chain mail telling me a dumb boring poem of love lost, a sop story of the kid with cancer or even worse - pass this on and microsoft/coke/god will make a five cent donation to save the children/cancer research/friday night drinks is enough to make me want to virtually slap the sender. I've had enough and it's time to reclaim the cyber night! When I actually figure out how to do it, I'll let you know...

Where the hell are my manners?

Firstly, I would like to thank and apologise to the big T for helping me set up this blog. Where the hell are my manners really? Oh, that's right. They nicked off the New Caledonia for a week without me. Not very good manners in the first place really. So, T, BIG THANK YOU! Now I have my manners back from holidays with a glorious and overwhelming suntan, I really don't know what to do with myself.

Well, I'm afraid I don't really have much else to say. Nite all :)

One spanner short of a toolbox

With the bombings yesterday in Baghdad and Israel, I'm sitting here on a gloriously sunny day wondering what the hell is going on. Today I baked cookies, while numerous families around the world came to grips with the loss of a loved one. The most pressing issue for me this morning was what to have for breakfast as I had run out of museli and bread (scrambled eggs and beans if anyone's interested). And yet, I could not help but feel happy today when I went to the shops. After helping two little old ladies find their way to a neighbouring street and basking in the gloriously sunshine of a crisp late winters day, life in one of the furthest points from the centre of the universe continued on as usual.

My point? Well, if I had one, I would probably make it here. However, when something like this happens, can you ever truly make a point? I feel guilty for being able to live my life in such isolation. I also feel incredibly disgusted in the processes which have led to such events.

So, i guess like a person who is one spanner short of a toolbox, I'll just piss and whinge. But then, maybe I'm not the one who's one spanner short of a toolbox...

if only i knew how to work complex machines

strange friends are the best friends

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This is a picture of a friend of mine in a share house I used to live in.
And yes, that is a beer carton he has on his head...

Gilly

ten reasons i smell like flowers

reason number one.. and the only reason really.. just like flowers
EVERYBODY LOVES ME!!

Picture testing

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We roxer a lotser!

Tony

Testing

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