Legend of the TMonkey

Wow

2008-11-06T20:11:00.004+13:00

Flagellum. It's nearly the end of the year again. Well, at least the end of semester 2, I'm doing a summer paper this year and working full time, how dumb is that. I need a holiday. Anywho, when the mullah calls, the cat comes crawling - or summat like that. I have Julian. He is my fawn in shining christmas tinsel. Love love. I also have piles of notes of notes of notes - my last exam tomorrow! For the year at least. Woop woop, then a bbq and a well deserved cold beer me thinks :) Apologies to all who miss my sociality, my sociality is alive, it has just been in hibernation - peow peow! Let's go swimming and get some seafood, thumbs up to that. Have a good summer y'ole whoever you are :D

Peace and Joy to the World

Sporadic

2008-04-28T14:28:00.000+12:00

Occurring irregularly: occurring at intervals that have no apparent pattern

I blog SPORADICALLY: adverb

The Definition of Insightful

2007-11-15T00:26:00.000+13:00

You know when you go to the airport, and there's those guys that zoom around real fast on their little things that are like golf carts? They are the oompa loompa's of the airport.

I have run out of time to live

2007-09-26T15:34:00.003+12:00

Blog #101

Priorities...

Uni

Oh yea, then the rest of my life goes down here somewhere....

Hmmmmmm. Yea, not much else to say is there??

Oh wait! No there is!!! I bought Guitar Hero 2!! Yus!! So addicted, having withdrawal symptoms cos... oh yea, cos I'm at uni. Damn uni...

Guitar Hero owns. It owns me. Probly as much as this dude is by Halo 3. I don't really know who this dude is, but I know he likes Halo, alot, and cricket. Like I like chocolate. It's weird how the net makes you know people you don't even know. It has a weird stalkerish vibe which is there even though you're not stalking them. Hi JIMMY!! See...

Uni

*Jaw drop!* So saaaad dude! I got an assignment back today, I got 84% if I'd've gotten 85% I would've got an A+ so I did the calculation again. Turns out I got 84.3%! Couldn't they just round the goddamn number up?? C'mon man. Geez. Ah wells.

Back to uni.

PS. DON"T FRICKEN BUY BLISTEX 'SILK AND SHINE' (or whatever it's called), I got it on Saturday and it's freakn blistered my lips! Owie they hurt! :( but buy the berry one cos that ones awesome. Chur :)

Hmm... Weird

2007-09-11T08:29:00.000+12:00

So I'm wondering whether or not my dream I had last week was a bit of a preminition. 'Cos not last night, but Sunday night I had something happen that hasn't happened before. I'm not gonne die or anything, I wasn't going to, no worries, I'm not actually morbid or anything! Just that, well, sometimes I get nose bleeds, kinda bad ones too, so anyway here's me sleeping on Sunday night and I woke up about 3am and I'd been having a nose bleed while I was asleep, I dunno how long for, but sleeping on my back it naturally was all down the back of my throat. Made me feel sick. So anyway, yeah, you probably didn't wanna know bout that, but it was blood, flooding my throat (kinda) so yea, just thought, maybe...

And on a lighter note! This here be my 100th blog for Legend of the TMonkey! Woop woop! No, I'm not jealous of people who have a life. I just don't mind spending 5 or 10 minutes every now and then to write bout what I've been up to, in fact, I rather enjoy it :)

What else am I going to enjoy?? THE SEVENS!!!!!!!! Hell YES! The first Friday and Saturday of February '08 AND it's gonna be my 20th b'day on the Saturday too!! WOOHOOO!!! Double whammy! Can't wait!! Tickets are out tomorrow!!

Why else am I stoaked? 2 A+'s in one day! *Does a little dance* Another double whammy! Dunno how that happened, I've been pretty slack this semester. But STOAKED :D and I'm gonna get a C for Stats probly so gotta make up for it somewhere!!

That's all folks! :D

|m/

Osama killed my llamas!!!

2007-09-08T12:40:00.000+12:00

ok, so hopefully you all know the llama song (Llama Llama Duck) already... I was bored a couple of days ago, and a new verse just *popped* into my head! So here goes...

Did you ever see Osama
Kick a llama
Kill a llama
Osama's llamas
Killed my llamas
Omg
F*ck

Aaaand, just incase you didn't already know the song, here's the rest of it! :D

Here's a llama
There's a llama
And another little llama
Fuzzy llama
Funny llama
Llama llama
Duck

Llama llama
Cheesecake
Llama
Tablet
Brick
Potato
Llama
Llama llama
Mushroom
Llama
Llama llama
Duck

I was once a treehouse
I lived in a cake
But i never saw the way
The orange slayed the rake
I was only three years dead
But it told a tale
And now listen, little child
To the safety rail

Did you ever see a llama
Kiss a llama
On the llama
Llama's llama
Tastes of llama
Llama llama
Duck

Half a llama
Twice the llama
Not a llama
Farmer
Llama
Llama in a car
Alarm a llama
Llama
Duck

Is THIS how it's told now?
Is it all so old?
Is it made of lemon juice?
Doorknob
Ankle
Cold
Now my song is getting thin
I've run out of luck
Time for me to retire now
And become a duck

VUW - It makes you think

2007-08-15T15:26:00.000+12:00

For every hour of every day Im learning more
The more I learn, the less I know about before
The less I know, the more I want to look around
Digging deep for clues on higher ground...

I need a moment to deliberate

2007-08-02T16:06:00.000+12:00

That's the last line of Uninvited by Alanis Morisette, of which I'm listening to a live version. Which is a good version by the way. On youtube. Something else on youtube is also brilliant! 'Cept it's not there anymore.. it got removed 'cos of copyright purposes. I have it on my bebo page... but you should watch it. On www.funnyordie.com it's the one with Will Ferrel and his 'landlord' absolute frick'n crack up! Laugh everytime I see it! And I've lost count of how many times I've watched it. Just brilliant.

Like packets of raisins. Yes, my mum still makes my lunches for me :) she gives me those lil' boxes of Sun-Maid raisins, and if you get the bigger sized ones they have daily inspirational quotes! And they're ALWAYS different! Not once have I ever had the same quote! Today's says "Keep your hands open, both to recieve and to give" and yesterdays ('cos I still have the box) says "Dazzle the world - be yourself!" oh how lovely is that? :)

And oh how lovely is it that I have a test tommorow. On biology of animals. For which I have not yet begun studying... of which I should do!

I gave a presentation today in a lab for Biology of Plants - Pseudopanax crassifolius rules! I think I gotta go in favour of the Pseudopanax ferox though. It's like the optimus prime of Pseudopanax, which is just great :) A vicious lil' beast that slits the throat of Moa and outsmarts it with its morphological heteroblasty! Ten outa ten on that one! Plus I scored some chocolate 'cos I ate some hot kinda chilli, plus some wicked vanilla plant that smells like vanilla! Mmmmmm mmmm. (Didn't eat it, just scored it 'n it smells bril! :D)

The person a couple of people before me should still have bought samples of her opium poppy derivatives she was yabbering on about! So unthoughtful...

Rat Disection! mmmm yummy :)

2007-07-31T20:05:00.000+12:00

So, BIOL 114, Biology of Animals... Finished off our rat disections in lab today. It was our last disection on it so they said once we'd finished doing what we had to do we could go ahead and do whatever we want, cos theyr just gonna be thrown away.

So, I skinned it. I cut up it's heart. Slit it's skull in two and took it's brains out. Cut up it's tail. Slit open it's ball sac. Popped out it's eyeballs. Put my scalpel through it's ears. Split it's tongue in two. Ripped off it's lower jaw bones (kept these as a souvenir). And cut off it's dick.

Moral of the story... I hope you stay in my good books :)

Hello My Dear Blog...

2007-07-30T10:30:00.000+12:00

...It has been a while. Too long in fact. I miss my dear blog. Oh dear blog. I love you. Yes, I love my blog... :)

A series of unfortunate events...

I'm at uni, sitting in a room, with computers and people. And a clock.. it reads 35 past 10, but that mustn't be right. 'Cos my computer says it's only 10.32. Precision my friends, precision. Like when your driving a car. Like that which I didn't have yesterday when I nearly went front on into another car. I guess it's a good thing I have a quick reaction time. I was busy ok? It's not my fault. Just like it's not the guys fault I was watching that was cleaning graffiti off his fence. It's the graffiti artists fault. They graffitied, then the guy had to clean it off, this drew my attention, and I nearly died. See? This is why people shouldn't graffiti, graffiti kills. But then one ponders the idea of social responsibility. is it REALLY the graffiti artists fault? Or is it the fault of society? It's not their fault they were bought up in Porirua East, they're just a product of their surroundings, right? But then I guess we could just blame it on America. They have gangs. Their media influences our media. Our media influences our people. America's gangs influence our gangs which creates gang culture. Gang culture requires tagging of territory. Tagging of territory espouses into graffiti in general.

America, I just realised that yesterday, you nearly killed me. Where is your conscience??

Hello

2007-03-24T12:47:00.000+12:00

I'm at work. On my lunch break. Isn't it great that the Black Caps have won their first three games of the world cup? Yes, very dandy indeed. I have Just Juice Bubbles. And I had left over Butter Chicken for my lunch... mmmmm... yummy. Currently listening to The Accelerants. Had my first exam of the year yesterday, for Crminiology - kicked balloons arse, 2 pieces of pie AND ice cream AND cherries AND lollies. I miss reading Jimmy Jangles' blogs, haven't gotten there in a fair few months - the little things that the worlds time takes from you.

Boom Boom Dollar
I have a Stepmania addiction

Spam of the Week

2007-03-19T22:24:00.000+12:00

I recieved this email on Saturday...

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her ill-wishers sent Howlers, which exploded at the Gryffindor table and

The typical spam I'll admit, except for the whole Harry Potter thing on the end... now where the hell did that come from??

Also

2007-03-17T14:00:00.000+13:00

NZ Black Caps won their first game of the world cup, against England, this morning. 'Twas like taking candy from a baby - ah thank you very much.

Last Night's Bedtime Story

2007-03-17T13:56:00.000+13:00

Once upon a time in the land of Peanuts, there was a little weasel man and he LOVED walnut shells and so made a house out of them. Inside his house, he kept piles of acorns all in rows of pyramids. Weasel man didn't actually like eating acorns, buthe kept them anyway for his visitors - the squirel ladies - who LOVED acorns.

The squirel ladies would often visit for acorns and tea, and at the end of it all, they had LOTS of little squeasel babies and lived happily ever after!

THE ENDeth

FYI

2007-03-17T13:55:00.000+13:00

There IS life on mars. Just in case you're behind on the play - there's forests n stuff.

The Battle of Mushroonianally-ville

2007-02-25T22:54:00.000+13:00

Reload the pumpkin pie with pickled chestnuts

Why?

Because, let me tell you this, pixies need pumpkin pie to defend their mushroom land against the smidjin elves!

It all started the day the evil fairies came and sprinkled mahogany black fairy dust all across the ancient mystic land of Mushroonianally-ville. The mahogany black Zeusmeister had sent the fairies out to darken all the lands in his kingdom because the magical hapiness of the pixies and smidjin elves had been preventing any of his magic from working! So upset was he, that he endeavoured to turn the pixies and smidjin elves against one another!

And so, when his left brain had a meeting with his right brain, it was decided that his fairies would be sent out across Mushroonianally-ville with fairy dust that turned happiness into greed! From that day forth, all the happy pixies and smidjin elves turned against each other in their quests to take over all the land in Mushroonianally-ville!

The pixies were the underdogs in the epic battle, the smidjin elves out numbered the pixies by many many hundreds. Pressure was also mounted on the pixie population because they knew a flaw in the Zeusmeisters magic black mahogany fairy dust! You see, should the smidjin elves win the Battle of Mushroonianally-ville, they would forever live greedily under the evil reign of Zeusmeister, eventually turning on one another, BUT if the pixies, the underdogs, could come out on top of such an epic battle, their greed would be returned to happiness, and their happiness would once again stop the Zeusmeisters evil magic from haunting their lands!

And so, to defeat the smidjin elves and defend their land, the pixies, known for the homemade cooking, made the greatest pumpkin pie ever imaginable! The pie would be capable of spitting ammunition far far across the lands! Eventually, after testing many theories relating to construction of matter, projectile efficacy and aerodynamics, the power of pickled chestnuts was unleashed upon the smidjin elves - using the pixies giant pumpkin pie!

And THIS is why we must work together to reload the pumpkin pie with pickled chestnuts!

We can't have the evil Zuesmeister with his evil fairies and greedy elves bringing the dark demise of Mushroonianally-ville now, can we?

Tom Mayo's Green Peace Anti Whaling Campaign

2007-02-25T22:51:00.000+13:00

WATCH
THIS
SPACE

So, I Was Just Wondering...

2007-02-05T16:16:00.000+13:00

Rubbish. Negative, yea? Not cool. So, we recycle it yea? Or like, throw it away, put it out for the rubbish truck, take it to the tip - put it into a plastic bag so it can go somewhere to biodegrade (or whatever).

But ummm, error. Plastic doesn't biodegrade/rot/etc, so why do we put rubbish into plastic bags? Or do the plastic bags we use ACTUALLY biodegrade and we just don't know it?

Are black plastic bags best because black attracts more heat and therefor the rubbish inside sweats faster from the heat hence dampnifying and moulding and rotting and dying away into whence it came much faster?

What happens once the rubbish has rotted, if its in a plastic bag? Does it just sit in the plastic bag? Cos plastic doesn't biodegrade very well at all, and plastic is a big negative for the environment.

Vital questions. Answers anyone?

Michael Jackson, OMG

2007-02-05T16:13:00.000+13:00

Classic Hits played Black or White on the radio today.

That's so cool.

Celebration

2007-02-03T12:56:00.000+13:00

I'm at work again. Maybe I'll make this my regular update my blog time. Work seems to be the only time I'm not busy, funny that...

Anywho, celebration, celebration. Yesterday was my 19th birthday and it's kicked off a very nice weekend. Got all dressed up yesterday with one of my best mates for the Wellington leg of the International Sevens, perhaps I'll put pics up sometime, hmm... So, drank beer, got dressed up, made ourselves dirty, and we were off. And man was it hot or what? Met up with some other mates and spent most of the day with some random fireman dudes. Lotsa fun was had. The went to town, free birthday drinks from my mate at Shooters went down well, then headed to tawa for another mates house party. It was a good time to catch up with some uni mates and other randoms I haven't seen for ages.

Heading back into town again tonight, after another mates house party in Northland, and gonna get dressed up again! Why? Because we can. Dressing up's fun. Me n my mate are DIY girls, yus! In my brothers overalls, with ear muffs, saftey goggles, other random accessories, and covered in soot/grease/whatever you wanna call it.

I was gutted yesterday though, the guards wouldn't let me take my tin rubbish bin lid into the Sevens cos they said it could be used as a frisbee. We later tested this theory in Tawa - a good frisbee? Negative. But a weapon of mass destruction on the other hand? Well, there's potential.

I gotta shoot back off to work, lunch breaks over. I had beef lasagne and coleslaw. Now I have lollies and cheeseballs - classic party food. Cherrio(s) :)

(Hahah. That was a pun.)

Decapitation

2007-01-13T14:41:00.000+13:00

Today, at work, I found a decapitated fly, it's head cleanly severed.

Such things are only seen once in a lifetime.

Such things are to be savoured.

Inhilation of the Screaming Ewoks

2006-11-27T22:47:00.000+13:00

My summer hockey team, whom I love so dearly... who kick arse!!

A lil less arse tonight perhaps (our first loss of the season), but so far we've given the best beating in our class! 36-3, so proud...

If we win next week, the first round of the round robins, we're still in with a chance at top of the table! Yay! Go us!!!

So if there is no meaning to life, why do we bother to live it?

2006-11-27T22:08:00.000+13:00

Because you'd be stupid not to

Re: The Meaning of Life

Love

2006-11-21T14:54:00.000+13:00

Following on from the previous post, I thought I'd clear up the question of whether love is real. And really, that's a stupid question. Of course love is real, that is, if your concept of love is the same as what I assume it is... Fundamentally love is that feeling you get, somewhere in your tum tum belly or something... So, fundamentally, of course love exists, you can't choose whether you believe in love or not because, fundamentally, love is the product of a chemical reaction. Therefore it exists. And ain't nothin' you can do 'bout it.

Unless you choose to severe some part of your brain that endorses the production and or reactions of such chemicals in order to prevent such emotion being created.

Maybe some fucked up people truly don't know what love feels like. Like, hardcore druggies or something...

Ahh, isn't that a pity...

(good reason not to do drugs perhaps)

The Meaning of Life

2006-11-21T14:34:00.000+13:00

So we ask ourselves "what is the meaning of life?" And so I endeavoured to answer the question instead of keeping on asking it... Meaning, it occured to me, is a concept, as is purpose. Life only has meaning or so called purpose if we choose to believe in such concepts. They are thoughts only of human imagination. Were we to not have been born with semantic ability, we would not pose such ridiculously absurd questions, because we would never have created the concepts in the first place. Really there is no true answer. Concepts are based on perception, therefore any meaning or purpose we were to give to life, should we hold such belief, would be maleable and ever varied according to our perception of the concepts of meaning or purpose.

So, my next question I endeavour to answer is "do I believe in the actual being of concepts?" And, well actually, I don't. For example, I often question the concept of words, like... a table for example, we call a table a table, but the word table is only a concept, what if a chair was called a table? It'd still be the same thing, with the same purpose, but a different name, the name is irrelevant because the word is only a concept of our semantic creations.

So if life has no meaning and no purpose, what really is the point?

Well, I'll tell you.

You are a fragment of time. Your being alters such time in that your words and actions affect who and what you are around, therefore, your life is what you make it. Choose your actions and words carefully because they define what impact you have on time. If you believe in concepts being more than semantic, then it may be translated to you that your meaning or purpose in life is to be the best you can be to make the most of the time you have to influence the people and things that surround you, so that you can say your input in your time helped make a better future.

Ahh, isn't that nice...

Demographics

2006-11-21T01:17:00.000+13:00

Dork Central = Me

Population = One

Dear Diary

2006-11-18T12:19:00.000+13:00

I am dead.

Last night I got like, zero sleep. It's been happenning quite a bit recently, I just cannot get a good nights sleep for the life of me. Last week was pretty much the worst week of sleep ever in my life, one night it took FIVE hours lying in bed with my light out to get to sleep. I keep waking around 6 or 7am every morning, if I have an early night (bed round 10pm) I wake up at 3am then again at 6 or 7am, then sleep through 'til noon. Otherwise I have a whole night of shallow sleep, the ones where you think you're asleep, but your completely aware of yourself the whole time, and in the morning you feel like you haven't slept at all. That's what I feel like today, I don't think I slept at all last night, there was an earthquake around 3.30am this morning, I know this not because it woke me, but because I was already awake!!

I'm dead.

And I'm supposed to be going out tonight! Dinner at Kitty O' Shea' s for a mates birthday - I'm supposed to be ALIVE! I know I'll be fine, but then I'll go out afterwards as well and kill myself a little more.

Tomorrow you'll find me in the morgue.

Busy Days

2006-11-17T16:47:00.000+13:00

Ok, so I know it's been a while, but hey, I've been busy!! You know, with umm... study? Or something... Second semester has been and gone, not quite as awesome as the first, but great nonetheless, spending my days hanging out with mates and learning about things I'm actually interested in! Most of the time anyway... Results should all be out soon! Anyday now...

Last night was awesome! We've been off uni for a few weeks now so I thought I'd get a few people out of their hobbit holes for some drinks and a catch up, perhaps a few too many were had, but it was all for a great cause - socialism! Beer and pool and saw, through the brilliance of my peripheral vision, the slaughter of our NZ Breakers by the Sydney Kings, 109-88, better luck next time I guess... Which actually brings up a conversation I had with my mate playing pool yesterday, defining what is or what is not fate, coincidence and luck, and wether these terms can in fact be differentiated and how and can you only believe in one? Or can you believe in more than one? Or is that then selective belief? Undermining the actual being of such terms? Don't worry, I'm confusing myself too, anyway, it is an interesting topic of conversation...

But back to the sport:

The season of cricket is nigh! And indeed in my endeavours to extend my knowledge of the sport I shall revert to my reliable sorce of cricket gander from Jimmy Jangles, if he's still on top of it all. I've already checked all the dates and can't wait for beer in the sun (if it comes) and the international games coming to Wgtn, Sri Lanka, the Chappell-Hadlee Series, the Aussies and indeed I shall keep an eye on the Ashes!

Rugby - the AB's are kicking arse as usual, what more can I say?

I wonder when chicken wrestling will hit it big in NZ...

Ooooooooooohhh

2006-09-18T00:24:00.000+12:00

It's Munchkin Land!!

I LOVE Munchkin Land!!!

:D

Hehe YAY!!

2006-09-17T23:58:00.000+12:00

The Wall just finished, which is sad, but now The Wizard of Oz is on!!!!!!! WOW!!!! YAY!!!!

hehehehehehehehehehehe :D

"...We're off to see the Wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz
We'll find he is a Whiz of a Wiz if ever a Wiz there was
If ever, oh ever, a Wiz there was the Wizard of Oz is one because
Because, because, because, because, because
Because of the wonderful things he does..."

"We're off the see the wizard, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz!"

We Don't Need No Education, We Don't Need No Thought Control

2006-09-17T23:03:00.000+12:00

One of my fav classics is on TV, Pink Floyd: The Wall (The movie, not the live in Berlin, which is f*ckn awsum 2 btw...)

Personally I think you have to see both at least once, though it does help if you actually know what the story line is...

I have a blister, on top of another blister (on my finger), and another blister (on my thumb), from drumming, was going at it hard today, heapsa fun, had ringing ears after

And now it hurts to hold a pen

Psyc's annoying me cos I'm writing up a lab report, but before I start doing that I have to read all this STUFF and sort out what the report is actually about...

Tutor says it's easy enough, dark sarcasm in the classroom, teacher, LEAVE US KIDS ALONE

The Pixies and the Elves

2006-09-07T23:21:00.000+12:00

Introducing the first story, The Pixies and the Elves, in the new hit series of children's books, TMonkey's Collection, for the stimulation of imagination and what not... delivered to you purely for your entertainment by TMonkey Corporation Inc.

A long time ago in the land of the pxies, there lived sum elves, and one day the elves left the pixies.
And so the pixies played in their fields of mushrooms by themselves.
To the pixies, this bought them great heartache, as they dearly loved and missed the elves.
Then, one day, a butterfly came...
And the butterfly sprinkled magical pollen dust all over the lands of mushrooms.

The next day, when all the pixies awoke to play outside near the mushrooms, they smelt the pollen dust and saw it glittering in the sky.
As the sun rose that day, over the land of mushrooms, the pollen dust began to grow...
...And grow...
...And grow...
...Until the dust had grown so much, that it's speckles had metamorphosized into elves!

And so as the elves had returned to the land of mushrooms, the pixies and the elves played happily together once again, 'til the ends of their days.

T End

Funniest Thing...

2006-08-31T14:13:00.000+12:00

Okay yada yada I need to post more on my blog n yada yada.... I'm a busy person! Hehe, but I love you all neways AND I do have LOTS to share... just not lots of time, i guess.

But I just learnt the funniest thing, I'm gonna be laughing all day!

Here's the background info first:

Taratahi Agricultural Training Centre, Masterton - accomodates ~40 full time students, and is host to groups of ~5 short course students who turn up for a week, about 4 times a year.
Last year, I went on one of these short courses for a week.
There was a ratio in the full time students of about 37 guys to 3 girls. This ratio is good for the girls, for the guys however, not so much. The lack of options meant umm... horny farm boys?? Lots of them??
So when the short course students turn up, and there's a female amongst them, there's a bit of new meat on the block... to put it bluntly.

So, I had an interesting week that week, quite amusing, about 20 guys hitting on me 24/7 all week, highly entertaining, all trying to get me in the sack BUT I'm a hard nut to crack...

AND

I just learnt something more entertaining, to quote my sources...

"wen u met us 'farm boys' what did u think of us crawlin all ova u bcoz u was a virgin?"

"did u hear bowt the bounty on you? $250 to hueva cud pop u"

"sadly enuff u wudnt 'have a bar' of us 'farm boys' "

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA $250?? They obviously didn't try hard enough lol funny sh*t, good tyms...

More about good times later...

About TDF

2006-08-06T18:15:00.000+12:00

It ended, the dude won the thing, but now they think he took that stuff so they did one o' them things and are waiting to find out if he took that stuff and see if he still gets to keep that thing, so yea. Sweet.

So Like, What If The World Ended Tomorrow?

2006-08-06T18:10:00.000+12:00

Well, to be frank, if the world ended tomorrow noone would really give a damn cos we'd all be dead. So just don't ask silly questions, ok??

Death By Neuron Firing

2006-07-19T22:34:00.000+12:00

Inevitably, in the end, we all die.

But WHY do we actually die? Can't we just keep replenishing the physical aspects of our body and live forever? Well, we already know the answers no, so I'm goin to offer a simple explanation...

The answer is... we run out of potassium, chloride and sodium, or we lose the ability to facilitate these chemicals - we are sick and tired of them and so begin to reject them, after ~80 years, wat organism in its right mind would want to continue accumulating more of the same shit? So basically we start rejecting the very chemicals that allows internal communication within our brains.

So I guess, just lyk an autumn leaf, we have to tumble some time and all thats left to do is fall to the ground and decompose

A Few Points Which Have Been Brought To My Attention

2006-07-07T01:52:00.000+12:00

Sleep is an oxymoron, the body passes out, but the brain keeps ticking...
Sleep sucks when you are aware that you are sleeping while your are sleeping and you therefore never get enough sleep.
When something comes from 'out of the blue' is that a reference to the sky/water? 'cos I'm thinking it's possible that quote was originally 'out of the hue,' which could make more sense when being used for a reference to something coming from out of nowhere.
EVERYTHING in moderation. I strongly believe in the morale of work hard, play hard. My A+ grade in alcohol consumption has been well complemented by straight A's through my first semester courses, a true all round student. Play hard, but somewhere, somehow, have the self discipline to keep everything else at the same standard... Geog111 A-; Anth101 A-; Stats193 A
University courses hurt my brain, note to self: when planning courses, work backwards and never look ahead. If that curtails LOGIC (just for u J :P) to you, then well done, you understand my predicament.
After 24hrs of internal debate and metaphorical slaps for COMPLETELY screwing up on meeting course requirements, my brain has climacticly imploded and my courses for this semester are now as follows; Geog112, Psyc122, Hist116, Hist118. Never done History as a subject before and it's presence in my curriculum is completely new.
I kick arse at air hockey, even if I did lose a single game to the Cavalier, I still owned.
Peas in a pod is like carrots in the dirt.
Valverde's (sp?) gone with a broken collar bone, another big name gone. O'grady caked it and that's another name missing from the Top 10 overall leaderboard...
Bonan got the Yellow Jersey off Hincapie, I think it was stage 2 that happened on... but either way, I think I'll pick Hincapie for the overall winner, or maybe the Hushovd (sp?) dude from out of the hue, or some flukie rookie.
I could afford a stick bag for my kit, so I got one.
My mate's team won their social Indoor Cricket final easy as, Parry's the man. They took a clear victory.
Ashvin also is cos he sussed the Lost series onto disc for me.
Jo from New York's the man too, cos he just is.
So are my brothers cos I love 'em.
My monitor is goin to fully, completely and utterly carc it like a carcas..
I haven't driven since I last blogged about it, I really should get my A into G and my car out of P.
Discretion's a feature of my subconcience? I will give myself a smile and a nod and knowledgeably know what I'm talking about...
Sometimes, it rains in France...
Oh, and btw, Nice&Natural's Gluten Free Yogurt Natural Nut bar is a source of fibre, contains no preservatives and is made with natural ingredients. Not to mention made in NZ. AND I have never eaten one before in my life and don't care if I do or I don't, but anyways, there's a web address on the pack that's sitting next to me. www.niceandnatural.co.nz* hmm.... wonder if I can get a free sample?
Fcuk! Martinez just carc'd it! All the wrong riders are getting dealt to this year...
Sometimes, it rains in France... (and although it was actually raining there earlier, that is most certainly able to be interpreted metaphorically by all means)

*Again, no, this is not a paid advertisement

Le Tour de France

2006-07-03T15:14:00.000+12:00

It's the time of year again, when the jerseys are back up for grabs. Minus Armstrong, Ulrich and Basso, the biggest names are missing, but I still enjoy watching the progression of the peloton and strategies at play in the breakaway packs... Should be interesting to see who takes the Yellow jersey this year, Hincapie has it at the mo. A photo finish at the end of the first stage showed how intense the competition is going to be this year.

"Hushovd has crashed in the finale. He is bleeding profusely from the right elbow and appears to be in a terrible state..." - Aren't reporters just a little of the top sometimes?? However, spectators should keep their weapons behind the barriers

And drug scandals

A few early mornings to come me thinks...

And in other news, went out Saturday night, really should've slept, was pretty tired the whole night. Plus I have pulled tendons in both my legs from last Saturday. I think they're the ones by the pereneal nerves... Got to bed at 5.30am, woke up at 12.30ish, 7hrs wasn't enough!! But yea, had a pajama day, stayed in them for the whole day and did practically nothing. I DID leave the house though, went for a ride in my brothers new car. Round the bays, which was fun, I like his new car...

And I got lots of new piano music last night, including Listen to Your Heart, by DHT, which I'm pretty stoaked about; Come As You Are, by Nirvana; Because of You, by Kelly Clarkson; Wonderwall, by Oasis; a whole heap of George Winston which I've been looking for for aaaaaaaaages, including his arrangement of Pachelbel's Canon; and a whole heap of others, I ended up printing off a stack of piano music about 2cm thick!!! Topped up the printer paper about 4 times...

I'm completely rambling on now, I have to sort out my uni papers for next semester too.

Hmm... pickles and donuts and apple pie? Or strawberries and cream??

Mmmmmmmmmm..... not enough sleep has been had lately.....

BabelFish

2006-06-30T21:45:00.000+12:00

So I've been playing round with BabelFish, the online translator. It makes random quotes I make up sound better, I think anyway. However, there is a slight glitch I've discovered. If you type something in English and translate it into another language, then translate it back into english, the words change, often using remote similies which actualy make the second english quote oxymoronic to the first... Kapeesh?

But anyway, although this isn't an example of the above, this German translation of a quote of mine becomes somewhat revelationary (to a minute emo extent).

Falling behind curtains of a foolish heart
-> Fallen hinter Vorhänge eines dummen Herzens
-> Traps behind curtains of a stupid heart

When you can't point out the obvious to yourself, why see a shrink for a blatant similie of your life when you can use BabelFish*?

Strange how fickle our minds are (strangely, as inconsistant our understanding is)

*No, this is not a paid advertisement

Fallen hinter Vorhänge von Spiritus

2006-06-30T21:31:00.000+12:00

Why wait til the weekend when you can do it all again on a Wednesday night?

...am i right? Oder bin ich fallend hinunter eine Kaninchenbohrung?

The Happy Hour Special to Last All Night

2006-06-27T01:22:00.000+12:00

1 midori & baileys irish cream quickie
1 sour vodka (I asked for straight...)
1 texas chainsaw
1 oj and coke with a double nip of vodka
3 long island iced teas (consisting of 1 shot each of vodka, tequila, rum, gin, triple sec, 1 1/2 sour mix, and coke)
1 vodka and lemonade
1 suprise specialty from my buddy behind the bar (which tasted REALLY good btw!)

Coming to a total near 30 shots...

NO memory loss and a relatively well maintained conscience

Lasts one drinker dancing through til the 5.30am fried brekkie from Kenny's

...and kudos to the Sports Cafe management...if you don't know, it doesn't matter

Bed at 9.30, rockquest regionals were good at 2.30, awake and smiling, some good bands this year, just a pity I'm TOO OLD for them, or maybe just too skilled...

Home for dinner at 6.30, can't wait til next weekend!!

Damn!

2006-06-23T02:09:00.000+12:00

That post just fully killed my blog! SO sorry, but 'til that last post hits the archives your gonna have to scroll aaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the way down to get to my side menu. Not to mention aaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the way across if u actually in fact would like to read the post itself...

Time will heal

Words

2006-06-23T01:26:00.000+12:00

Here is some serious vocabulary...

Floccinaucinihilipilification - 'The act or habit of describing or regarding something as worthless'
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia - 'Fear of long words'
Antidisestablishmentarianism - 'A political philosophy opposed to the seperation of church and state'
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoniosis - 'A hypothetical, invented disease of the lungs, caused by inhaling mineral or metallic dust, such as silicon and quartzite, over a long period'
Honorificabilitudinitatibus - 'The state of being able to achieve honours'
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Don't hate the word, hate the language

Assume the voice of Sam Hunt...

2006-06-21T00:18:00.000+12:00

ribbit
rabbit
robert
wobbit
lob it
hobbit!
stop it
dob it poppet

i killed it
u killed it!
milled it

how's life?
shmild it
filled it

with study

lol

bowl
mole
dole

hole

in my head
my mouth
and in goes the trifle
from supper
2 nights ago
that replaces the brain cells, dead, from thinking
with cream
and sponge, fruit, custard
and chocolate hail

What Is Wrong With Me?

2006-06-11T01:06:00.000+12:00

That post ended on a real whack tangent...

Hmm??

Oh well =D

Brain Implosion

2006-06-11T00:29:00.000+12:00

Foreword Note: I found a post I'd written but forgottem to publish from about 2 weeks ago, so it's pretty old news, but you can check it out anyway if you want, it might enlighten you someway somehow -> Trying To Catch Up, But The Brain Wont Stop Spinning

So anyways, did you watch the game? Did ya, did ya? Get you a bit worried? Blimmin' AB's shouldn't trick us like that, leave us with our jaws dropped til the last quarter... sheesh, the Irish might have ACTUALLY thought that they ACTUALLY could have won, what a worry THAT would have been...

So umm yea, you select few who know who I'm talking about when I mention Backyard Burial, my most sincere apologies for not coming to the Valvenator Noise Generator last night, brain had completely imploded due to my stats-tutoring-of-lazy-friends-who-didn't-go-to-lectures-because-I'm-such-a-nice-person-and-don't-want-them-to-fail-even-if-perhaps-they-should tendencies, i had a sore brain and still do...

So continuing on that subject, I have my first uni exam on Tuiday, I mean Tuesday... Stats193 oh the joy, yay for the pretty flowers.

Donuts.

Go nuts.

Feeling?

Tired....

Wow, I'm feeling, hey that's new, that's kewl... Feeling feels guuuud

Peace ya'll

Burnt Toast

2006-06-03T00:14:00.000+12:00

So one would think, cooking toast in an automatic toaster is perhaps one of the easiest cooking practices, with a low hazard risk.

Or maybe not.

1. Enter the toast into the toaster
2. Wait for a bit
3. Go to the bathroom
4. Walk back to the toaster
5. Take note of the smoke in the hallway
6. Open the kitchen door, take note that you cannot see more than half a metre in front of you due to excessively thick smoke
7. Turn on the overhead fans
8. Pop the 'automatic' toaster
9. Remove the 'now-reduced-to-a-2-inch-squared, black, with red glowing embers', piece of toast
10. Save mother from a panic attack

Toast 101

...

2006-05-27T23:40:00.000+12:00

I've been drinking

I'm not happy

Don't talk to me

End of story

Trying To Catch Up, But The Brain Won't Stop Spinning

2006-05-18T20:36:00.000+12:00

*current state of mind - drunk?*

Things I'm not pleased about

VUW student bar, jugs... were $7, now $12 (I realise to those in the know that this is not new news, but for the rest of you...)
Massey uni subsidises their student bar, they have $5 jugs, why doesn't VUW?
Cornflakes. Usually when we run out of cornflakes, i top up the cereal tup-a-ware with a full bag of cornflakes, I usually only JUST manage to fit a full bag of cornflakes in the container, but the last time it happened? I had an empty inch and a half to fill at the top of the container. Is this not a Sanitarium rip-off?? I want my full container of cornflakes!
The Maori Education Trust. I know they're thinkin' of givin' me money, but I was supposed to hear 'bout it 2 weeks ago! I'm running out of money, especially with the damn rising alcomchol prices... Mum says they're running on Maori time. Guess I'm used to that in this household.
People dropping rubbish. I don't like it. And now people do it intentionally just cos they know it pisses me off. So what if I'm remotely OCD, what's your point? Just don't fucken drop your rubbish on the floor or the pavement. Put it in the bin. Surely not that hard.
Screwtop toothpaste tubes. They just make a finicky job that much more finicky.

Things that make me think I'm weird

The guy who calls me LSD girl.
My OCD regarding litter.
My temporary pereneal nerve neuroproxia.
My excessive dimethyltryptamine production.
My chondro malacia patella syndrome.
That I know what words like merdivorous mean and you don't.

Reasons uni is bad for the soul

It just fucken is. Period. Unless you've drunk yourself under the table, in which case the state of your soul is probably irrelevant... Which I guess is bad for the soul in itself. Meh.

Hmm...

2006-05-04T09:35:00.000+12:00

Does it mean I'm off to a bad start when I put the cornflakes away in the fridge and the milk in the pantry???

Nod Nod Roger Waters

2006-05-03T09:18:00.000+12:00

Damn it's been nearly a month!

Being a social uni student is so tiering and time consuming these days...

No worries, I'll get onto a full update soon. I have too, I need to complain bout the rising prices of alcomohol at the uni bar!

Damnit

End of the World Update

2006-04-09T00:06:00.001+12:00

The dancing banana has the face of a monkey.

Why?

Don't ask stupid questions...

The dancing banana inherited the face of the soul that defeated its purpose...

DUH!!!

I Feel Like I'm Missing Something

2006-04-08T00:06:00.000+12:00

I think it might be a limb...

but probably not, maybe I just want chocolate.

And the cat said meow and the dog said moo, go figure.

Heyyyyyy!!! I got a story for allllll you lovely people out there in computer land. Something about fairies and candy or something, I guess you'll have to read it and find out... and that shall be very soon since I started my mid-semester break today! Yay!!! HOLIMICKDAYS FOR ME AND WORK FOR YOU TO SUBSIDISE MY FEES hehehe

gotta be burnt

Macavity, Macavity

2006-04-07T23:56:00.000+12:00

In reference to the comment left on the previous post, if there's any random's who are wondering why the random poem from a random person? I'm guessing it's got something to do with this and this...

Just fyi of course :D

Owwwwwwwwwww grr damn pins and needles...

Tuiversity

2006-03-23T21:26:00.000+12:00

Just wanted to state, for the record, despite having accustomed myself to the alcoholic beverage suppliers at the residence of my current education facility:

I did NOT coma 2 days in a row in the middle of the afternoon last Thurs/Fri
I have NEVER comad from the consumption of alcohol
I will NOT be comering from the consumption of alcohol anytime (in the near future)

As my education is proving, I have also learnt:

Beer gives me hangovers
Spirits don't
Beer and cricket go together well (the boys got something right for once)
A pool table and Radio Hauraki would be better if they were in the bar and meat friendly cafe, as apposed to the evil meat hating vego place

Such a rich environment for stimulated learning, who's got the next round??

Wanna Learn Something New? Wanna be Disturbed? Anthropolgy 101

2006-03-23T21:15:00.000+12:00

So yesterdays tutorial... hmm umm yea. Ever heard of the Semai? They're a group of people (ie. a culture) in Papa New Guinea, actually I don't think you really want the details...

But too bad, you're getting them.

While studying life stages (ie. the stages of life in different cultures) we became well informed of the life stages of the male specimen in the Semai.

The Semai view the first 7 years of life as the time you are filled with all things maternal and feminine (eg. mother's breast milk, motherly love & nurture etc), so once a boy gets to 7 they really need to get all the femininty taken out of them and replaced with some more masculine inputs. How about semen?? So for the next 10 years (7-17) they live through consumption of the semen of their male elders as well as annual shock rituals (eg. a male elder jumps on their back, flips them over and jabs a stick up their nose). Following this, they have two years of being bisexual, sex with their male elders, aswell as with their newlywed wife.

Then they hit 19 and they truly are real men...

It's good not to be a guy

Just another day in Anthropolgy

Time! Give Me Time!

2006-03-13T19:18:00.000+13:00

Notes for point:

my apologies, again, for being such a slack arse
thanx jj, again, for providing adequate links to important sporting events that keep people such as myself happy
uni actually isn't 2 shabby...
high hopes for 'this' blog
i want my carpet back
i want to eat my lasagne
i want chocolate
i want time
my anthropology lecturer is a nutter, quote "Violet's are red, roses are blue, I'm a schitzophrenic and so am I."
Anderton has launched Schizophrenia Awareness Week just in time...

More soon...

?!

2006-03-01T22:11:00.000+13:00

I'm sorry, did I just hear what I think I heard? I believe I did...

Pink Floyd coming on tour, regardless of whether Rog boy comes or not, they say they're coming.

Also, bringing the oldskool to Welly, Deep Purple are playing the Events Centre (April I think). How old would those guys be now anyway?

Smoke on the war---ter--- a fire in the sky...

Evolution (Part 2)

2006-03-01T22:08:00.000+13:00

They should be black.

Evolution (Part 1)

2006-02-24T15:36:00.000+13:00

Evolution is supposedly the development and change to something over a period of time, where the development or change improves the thing which is evolving or changing so that it can funtion more effectively and with more efficiency. So if this is true, then there is one thing about evolution that I just DO NOT get! Why are trees leaves green???

Long Belated Anything Update

2006-02-24T13:35:00.000+13:00

As being one who usually strays from the herd, I've succomed to overwhelming socieolitical pressure (Look into the eyes, look into the eyes, not around the eyes, into the eyes *click* you're under... socielitical is a word, it always has been, it means the overall stance of society, the common 'being' of it's people and other things along those lines *click* and you're back in the room...) and I'm going to uni. Victoria that is. I decided this at approx 11.30pm on wednesday night and so stayed up 'til 20 to one looking through the course book because as of then, I hadn't looked at it and my last day for enrolment was yesterday (Thursday).

I'm taking a BA majoring in geography, my second major is criminology. My courses for the year are:

Geography 111
Geography/Environmental Studies 114
Biology 132
Psychology 122
Anthropology 101
Philosophy 104

The psych and anthropology papers make up the points I need to get into criminology, 2nd year, and the 2 geography papers and the biology one will let me transfer to Massey's Bachelor of Resource and Environmental planning next year (if I want), so it's letting me keep my options open (sorta thingyish).

But flagging the logistics and getting to the point, I've signed away the next three years of my life to the government whereby I will give money to the govt so ppl can tell me how to do something so that I will get a job in the specified applied field of work whereby I will be payed, but will be giving more money to the govt as they cut tax from my earned monies and so really its all just a win win for the govt. Were I to not go to uni, i would not be paying the govt to tell me how to do something and I would possibly be earning less money in a job where the govt would be getting less money from the money I earn. What a bummer that would be for the govt, one less uni student, one less person giving them money, one person earning less, one person giving the govt less. Quadruple bummer for them.

And in other news...

the bloody mary thing was sooo over-rated
i miss my mates that went to palmy heaps
i spent $159 on a new cymbal stand for my kit cos i got a splash for my bday
a random dude called Jeremy wants me to play drums in his band, i don't know who he is
the 340gm blocks of Cadbury Dairy Milk and Fruit & Nut milk chocolate were only $2.99 on Tuesday
walking up hills is a bitch
my dog is not a bitch
my neighbours dog is not a bitch
does logic curtail that the dog ontop was therefor gay?
i'm glad my dog can run fast

Long Belated Sporting Update

2006-02-15T13:40:00.000+13:00

Matters worth noting

Hurricanes kick ass... for now at least
Chris Cairns hit a 6 off his last ball to be played in an ODI
Kiwi curlers are up there, but still suck cos 75% of a job well done just aint good enough
No medals as of yet (I think)
Did I mention I pulled a ligament in my right ankle at Parachute? It's still not right. Got a confirmation thingee from ACC though
I have an infected toe, rest will prevent the infection spreading. Sorry I let the hockey team down guys, no sport for me. 'Til next week...

Goddamn The Bloody Dentist!

2006-02-08T15:13:00.000+13:00

Why does noone ever talk about the dentist? The dentist is talked about less than money. I don't even know why people say that money's a subject not talked about, cos' it's talked about all the time. Anyway, you'll either be able to follow this post or you won't.

Why is everything the dentist does assumed? Everything is a presumption, like you get the little card in the mail. So you go to the dentist. And then if something needs to be fixed they presume you want it fixed. They don't ask if you want it fixed, your lucky if they even tell you what needs to be fixed! They just tell you you need to make another appointment, so they assume you do and then you come back for your next appointment.

So then you're back in their chair and they say, "We're gonna give you some anaesthetic, you'll have to open widely." There's never any "This will be a big needle going in the back of your jaw" "How are you with needles" "Do you mind?""This might hurt a little" "The anaesthetic might branch off through 5 different nerves and paralyse half of your face" "Your heart might adversly feel like it's going to thump a hole through your chest" "Be careful when you stand up, you might faint."

Oh no, never any warning! And how is it they assume you know to keep your jaw still while the needles in there? They assume the anaesthetic will be fine, only afterwards do they compensate, "oh sorry, did that hurt?" What? Are they mocking us? "For flipps sake, you just shoved a 2 1/2 inch needle in the back of my jaw, would you mind letting me know next time?" They always assume it's never your first time. Where's the fricken instruction manual? What happens if someone sneezes with the needle in their gum? Can it go lethal? What exactly is the risk when a patient gets anaethetised?

Then they don't tell you they're going to drill a hole in your tooth, they just assume that you already know. Why the hell are they drilling a hole anyway? Isn't the whole point that there's already a hole there that needs to be fixed... And they assume you know what to do with your tongue, so your tongue assumes the position, regardless of what the position is cos noone actually knows what the position is. What if you move your tongue and it hits the drill and your tongue gets shredded? Can you sue them cos they never instructed you to keep your tongue away? Why do they assume that your tongue can assume the position? Maybe some people have dumb tongues.

Then, after the pain of the anaesthetic needle, your gum is numb and you can't feel any drilling. The drilling is then (supposedly) pain free. Obviously this just won't do, not for the dentist's assistant anyway. No pain, no gain, so the little plastic sucky pipe thing gets rammed into your gums. If someones gonna keep pushing a plastic pipe into my gum it better at least be doing it's job! But noooooo.... let it rain on thine arm and thy face for thou cannot be too undry.

Then the assistant whips out the little light laser gun thingee that helps whatever go dry or something, with their yellow plastic shield, and the dentist leaves the room. Is it radiation? Or what? If it is shouldn't they be telling us we're going to be exposed to radiation? And if the assistant gets a shield, where the hell's the patients one? Or is the health and safety of the patient of no concern to the dental practitioners? Obviously not...

So why is dentistry a subject avoided? If we conversed about it wouldn't we at least then know what to do with our tongue? Or is it just that noone really knows what to do with it?

Maybe I should just assume that everyone else only knows just as much as me.

Regardless of all the above, I rather enjoy going to the dentist. What's so bad about lying on your back with your eyes closed listening to music?

Sorry Dudes...

2006-02-08T14:19:00.000+13:00

Kinda left you hanging a bit there...

So I've been up to a fair bit the last 1 and a half weeks, kinda, well not really, but yea.

Vodafone X-Air - A weekend of skateboards, rollerblades, bmx's, fmx and hot topless man meat. Gutted I missed the in-line best tricks though, it was the only inline event they had on the street course :-( oh well, maybe next year...

NCEA - That time of the year again, got my results back... Woohoo!! I passed 2 of the 4 external calc papers! Lol I'm just stoked cos I got that and thought I'd fail 'em all. Other than that I got 115 credits, I only needed 60 and had actually already passed NCEA level 3 and got UE before I sat my exams. Geography came out tops, followed by Classics, Music, Biology and then Calculus, in that order. I'll give a more detailed account sometime, NCEA's still a right load of bollicks if you ask me. Just waiting on my scholarship paper now.

Parachute - Fun, fun, fun. A few random episodes to be told about. Final count of bruises on the arms came to 36, according to my mate, she passed her stats papers I think, so I'll trust her. Some mint moshes, not too sure what's up with the big surge in throwdown, but whatever. A good weekend had by all.

Back to Work - Well not really, two days supervising a holiday programme in town, which was actually alot of fun at 15 bucks an hour, and my first day back in the pharmacy for 3 weeks.

My Birthday - Yes, it was my birthday... and for those of you who missed it and didn;t wish me a happy day, you all deserve to die and rot in hell. But you know I love you... I'm 18!!! hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe good times will be had...

New Phone - My old one was fully bung. Same number though for those of you who have it. For those of you who don't... it's because I think you're weird, but you know I love you too...

Umm...yeh - More later...

It's Been a Busy Week..

2006-01-26T22:49:00.000+13:00

and an interesting one too for that matter...

I have quite a bit to say, but I have to get up at 5am and it's now 10.49pm, so if i don't go to bed soon then I won't get enough sleep damnit!

I'm leaving "on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again"

Actually I'm going on a bus and will be back on Monday night, I'll fill you in then.

Ya'll have a good weekend now ya' hear? Don't we all wonder what happened to the Beverly Hillbillies? And M*A*S*H now that I think of it.

Anyways, cheerio :D

So Yesterday Was A Good Day

2006-01-20T15:13:00.000+13:00

I purchased a new piano book of the '100 Greatest Love Songs.' Disappointed by the fact 3 songs were 'omitted due to licensing restrictions,' the purchase was still a very good one. Why? Because, amongst others the book has listed in it's contents, can be found...

Def Leppard
Brian Mcknight
Bryan Adams
Aerosmith
Foreigner
Meat Loaf
Bon Jovi
Goo Goo Dolls
Whitesnake
Roxette
REO Speedwagon
Boston
Extreme
INXS
Guns N' Roses
Cyndi Lauper
The Righteous Brothers
Pat Benatar
John Lennon
Eric Clapton

As well as this, as I'm endeavouring to expand my drum kit, I have several hundreds of dollars of cymbal gear at home on apro till Tuesday. YAY!!!

Also, the highlight of my day...

Whilst trying out some cymbals and plaing a kit in the shop, 3 members of the male species walk in...

"Whoa, it's that chick playing! Oo damn..."

Guys and their testosterone... tehehe

Supposedly...

2006-01-18T20:03:00.000+13:00

2006 will bring me love (yeah, whatever...)
I belong to the 'punk' high school 'clique' (maybe...not...??)
I belong to the 'jock/prep/cheerleader' high school stereotype (what the hell?)
If I went to Hogwart's I'd be screwing Victor Krum (who?)
I belong to the 'rocker/mosher' group (hell yeah)
I will die by drowning (though more than likely not)
As an ancient breed I am a wolf (it had the same score as vampire)
If I was a sci-fi crew I would be Moya from Farscape (who?)
I am Captain Mal Reynolds from Serenity (?)
I am attracted to abs/stomachs (fair call)
The right religion for me is... Satanism (Apparently if I immediately thought of the Satanism stereotype I should do some research, for it is NOT gothic satanism...and after doing so, I discovered that some aspects are actually spot on. Though I'd question others...)
If I was an action hero I'd be Lara Croft (probably)
I'm an athletic tomboy type of girl (much prefered considering the other possibilities)
I'm a romantic (fair dinkum)
According to my beliefs I should give my vote to the Greens (this was American...)
I love the heavy metal/old school genre most (well done sparky)
I'm of the elementalist Guild War Profession (what the...?)
I'm sane (could never have guessed myself...)
If I was a Red Sox player I would be the captain, Johnny Damon (captain again, hmm...)
I belong in the Tim Burton movie, Pee Wee's Big Adventure (Edward Scissor Hands would've been cool, or Charlie & The Chocolate Factory)
I'm the RENT character 'Angel' (I've never seen RENT...)
My alignment is 'lawful good' (???)
Death causes me to be depressed (I'm glad it's that and not one of the others...)
I have borderline personality disorder (you try and get something better!)
As a mythological creature, I'm a dragon (I'm magnificent, very wise, protective and caring... and also born in the year of the dragon... coincidence?)
I'm not a heretic, I'm chalcedon compliant (???)
I'm nice, immature and fun (if you say so, I'm not 'that' immature though...)
My Disney character alter ego is Peter Pan (hmm... fiery imagination, child at heart, never wanna grow up...)
I am the famous dead musician John Lennon (must've been the lack of drug consumption in copious amounts...)
I should drive a 87' Z28 Camaro IROC

What else does one do when one is bored?

Who The Hell Would Trust Me To Cook????????

2006-01-18T19:07:00.000+13:00

My mum and dad, went out walking our dog. I was instructed to turn off the oven after 15 minutes bcos the sausages were cooking.

15 minutes passed 25 minutes ago...

My parents aren't back yet...

Uh oh...

So Much To Say and So Little Time

2006-01-18T18:32:00.000+13:00

So I won't say anything.

But, if you missed the 20/20 game on Friday, as I did, JJ can fill you in.

Yay

2006-01-16T00:35:00.000+13:00

XAir this weekend on the waterfront, I won't be at the BDO so it should be good.

I'll definately be in there on my blades.

Hope the weather's nice.

Uh Oh...

2006-01-16T00:32:00.000+13:00

I don't think I've used enough aloe vera, my shoulders have peeled...

Btw

2006-01-13T13:06:00.000+13:00

Happy Friday the 13th

And happy 20th to my brother, goes without being said. Actually i did tell him, but that's beside the point. Blah blah blah

Too Much Dreaming

2006-01-13T12:29:00.000+13:00

I have quite an actuve mind. I'm trying to write about all my dreams in my Dream Chronicles, but I dunno how I'm gonna keep up cos most nights I have 2 or 3 vivid dreams, last night I had 4!

Ow damn my brain. Too much dreaming.

Robert King Casino

2006-01-13T00:08:00.000+13:00

This dude's just apple pie and truly a whole lotta something else. Translation anyone??

Dream Chronicles of the TMonkey

2006-01-11T16:00:00.000+13:00

I'm going to write another blog, aswell as this one, called Dream Chronicles of the TMonkey. I'll post a sampler of my dreams on this blog sometime.

If you know me well, you'll know that I have some messed up dreams. Yay to natural hallucinogens, but wtf? to my dreams, my boss asked if I was on LSD during one description. Anyway, I've decided that I shall share these dreams with you. My dreams are often incredibly vivid and their vividness often freaks me out in the morning when I wake up. If you reckon you can interprit some of my dreams I'd love to hear it.

The chronicles will include the following;

The Grandmother Ghost at Kenepuru Hospital
The Living McDonald's Characters
I Believe I Can Fly
The Weather Predicting Lava Blobs
The FBI Escapade to Australia in Pursuit of the Drug Dealer E.G
The Flight of Billy Through the Jungle
My Birthday at Work
The Flying Bridge and My Christmas Stuff
The Drive Home and The Dog That Wasn't Mine
TMonkey Taking Drugs
Searching For a Flat
Rollerblading/Biking and The Myths of Makara
Ms H and Frankie The Skinhead
D.C's Maiden Trot Over The Rimutaka's
A Fatal Dose of Homeopathic Remedies
Our Christmas Production

and many, many more...

Keep an eye out for the link over there ------>

I Remember!

2006-01-11T15:57:00.000+13:00

That other news...

It was my friends 18th birthday on Monday, we went to One Red Dog on Queen's Wharf for pizza and went ten pin bowling. Not exactly my most skilled past-time, but lot's of fun! It's my birthday soon too, hmm what should I do??

AND there was something else aswell which I remembered, but then I forgot again... oh well...

Cricket, Cricket, Cricket - 'Tis the Season (editorial addition becuse I remembered)

The cricket was so intense I was making a heck load of noise, so much so that two gentlemen (to whom I appologise), probably in their mid 20's, decided to relocate. They were sitting directly infront of us, amongst the loud crowd, they themselves cheering - and yet I was too loud for them. They turned and apologised saying "sorry, it's just too loud" so they moved 4 seats to the right...

And I went happily to work Saturday morning minus my voice :D

And In Other News

2006-01-11T12:55:00.000+13:00

Bye Bye Tana

After 2 World Cup tournaments and a greatly succesful year this year, Tana's retiring from the black jersey. Compliments to his career and an awesome captain. He says he's sacrificing playing another World Cup to 'be a better father.' All the best to him.

Summer Sun

Damn me and my fair skin! After 5 hours on the waterfront yesterday on my rollerblades, I'm burnt like a crisp (yes, I did use sunscreen). All red and tender like. I went to sleep last night with a cold wet tea towel lain across my back, it does actually help, I discovered this last time when I burnt my legs. Going through aloe vera like chocolate - I've found that, no matter how bad the sunburn is, packing on the aloe vera over and over, several times a day, peeling actually can be prevented.

That Other Thing

There was something else I was gonna write about, but I can't remember...

Cricket, Cricket, Cricket - 'Tis The Season

2006-01-07T18:36:00.000+13:00

So on Friday - I went to the cricket!! It was YAY fun! Went with a couple of mates to see the Black Caps vs Sri Lanka at the Cake Tin.

With the BC's facing the ball first and a lack of boundaries we we're pretty much waiting for SL to take the game, as they were only chasing down 224/9 in the second innings. It was pretty mellow for the day, as cricket is, up til about 2/3's of the way through the second innings when everyone started to realise that the BC's still had a fighting chance... It was one of those games when you think it's a guaranteed loss and then in a big climax the unexpected becomes the expected and it's great fun to watch. Cairns followed by Styris took a wicket each catching out Sri Lanka's last two batsmen.

Sunday's game in Napier didn't go quite so well, Sri Lanka won their only game of the 5 match series. Despite the loss by the BC's, the mighty 2m Peter reached his maiden ODI century, so good on 'em! Definately one to watch.

I have a dilema... This Friday (the 13th) is: my brother's 20th; the day before some relatives go back to England, wherby I will not see them again after this day for several more years; and the 20/20 match at the basin between the Firebirds and Northern Knights.

What does each entail?

Mum's cooking a birthday roast
The rallies have an 'open house' for the day to go say cheerio
The cricket starts at 5pm...

So hence my dilema, I can go see the rallies in the morning, but what about the others??? Any ideas...?

Bloody Woman Drivers: Road Hazard Warning

2006-01-05T20:28:00.000+13:00

ie. me

Uh oh, I'm on the road.

So I've got my learners (which I've had for about a year and a half), but haven't driven for like 12 months. Before that I'd driven about 5 times and wasn't exactly the best. So anyway, my dad took me for a drive today, through a whole heap of suburbs AND on the MOTORWAY!!! Ooh, I'm a big girl now! :D

If you're a driver, be scared - be very scared...

Windows

2006-01-04T01:22:00.000+13:00

They're made of glass and surrounded by a frame, but sometimes have no glass. You can use plastic instead, or just leave a hole, but that wouldn't shelter you from the wind.

The godamn fricken WIND!!!

They don't call it Windy Wellington for nothing.

Where's my glass? I want some Coke.

2006

2006-01-01T04:47:00.000+13:00

Happy New Year!

It's 4.46am... been home half an hour, should I stay up and watch the first sunrise of the new year? My TV says it'll be at 5.50am... I'm watching Saturday Night Fever on Sky which finishes at 5.45am... Guess I might aswell.

I hope you all had a good one

Camp, Christmas, Boxing Day, Yesterday and Today (and those random days in between) and Tomorrow

2005-12-30T15:26:00.000+13:00

Sorry, this post's kinda long... and hence the procrastination in writing it...

Camp: Best described as... random fun chillout to be done more often. It was pretty sweet cos there were only two caravans and one other tent at the camp as it was just before Xmas, so it was as good as having the place to ourselves. The following past-times were thoroughly enjoyed;

Bonfire by the River - At a short (haha) 45 minute walk from the camp site, in the middle of the night, we found the 20m wide river. The following night we missioned down again and lit a killer bonfire which we accompanied with marshmallows.
Bullrush - One of my all time favourites, a good game of tackle bullrush! However, in the midst of spinning out of a tackle (which was done successfully) I thought I pulled a muscle on the lower left side of my ribs, front and back. A week and a half on and my father suspects I in fact have torn the cartilidge between my ribs, it fricken hurts... AND the person tackling me was Morgan, the same 'friend' who black-eyed me with a golf ball, maybe I should review this relationship.
Camp Games - Were we stoned? No, we were just playing 'The Ha Ha Game,' 'This is a ... A what? A ...,' 'Chicken Feet,' and spinning in circles with brooms, falling over, doing 'flexibility illusions' and hitting hands and tables in the middle of the night... (Some things are just funnier without an explanation).
Cards - P&A; Snap, a game which came down to an intense adrenalin battle between myself and a friend, of which I came out on top; Speed, of which I'm currently unbeatble; and Torture, which resulted in the usual bruised and mildly injured hands.
Cricket - Under the Summer sun (which visited us occasionally, on and off) we had a match of each man (or woman) for themselves. I don't think we kept a solid run count, but it was fun to hit the ball around.
Hide & Seek - A bizarely amusing game of Hide & Seek which we had in the middle of the night (three in the morning) in the 4 x 6m camp kitchen. This involved much kiwi innovation, manouvering tables and fridges and climbing on benches in pitch darkness. We quickly ran out of places to hide.
Petanque - Me 13: Morgan 2 (or 5 or 7, I can't remember, sorry)
Soccer - New Year's resolution, get fit! I played striker during the soccer season this year (til I tore a ligament in my ankle), so givin' the ole' ball a boot was fun. The game was casual but competitive and alot of fun.
Swimming - There was a pool beside the camp, so we went for a dip, it was regretfully freezing and we didn't stay long.
Tennis - Needing to jump the 3m(?) fence to avoid the insane $10/per hr fee (for a poorly kept facility with pot holes), I decided to give this one a miss, bbut a couple of others were keen and had a few hits.

Christmas: Ham, ham, ham, ham and...umm... ham

Prezzies in the morning, ham and all the complimentary dishes for lunch with my family and my grandparents, quiet day, ham and all the complimentary dishes for dinner with my family and our neighbours/friends/family of my brothers girlfriend. Lot's of pavalova too...

I must've been naughty this year cos' Santa didn't visit me *sniff* it took all I had to hold back the tears. Maybe it was because I didn't leave him milk and cookies, or hay and carrots for his reindeer. I won't forget next year!

My Prezzies... Clothing, jewellery, candy cane, soap, book of over 300 visual illusions, daily Mensa calender for '06, perfume, bags, cell phone thingee, a note paper/envelope/address book set

My Wishlist... Microsoft Creative Zen, Crash cymbal, Splash cymbal, cymbal stands, stick bag.

Maybe I should actually consider cost in next years wishlist...

Boxing Day: Day trip to Wanganui with my dad for the annual Boxing Day Battle of the Streets round the cemetry (motorbike races for those of you who don't know). It was a quality day of sun and I managed to get away with very little sunburn. The sidecars were great, I love 'em, especially the crowd favourite of the day which was an old Triumph sidecar.

Amazement of the day was a rider in the Formula Three category, who only had one arm! Well, he had two, but one just rested on his lap, he had clutch and throttle both on the right hand side and despite his handicap he was just as good as the rest riding in the upper half of the pack in all his races. Dunno who he actually is, but he did a bloody good job.

Highlight of the day... Andrew Stroud

Random Days: Saw King Kong, my favourite scene, which I thought was hilarious, was during the battle of the ape vs. three t-rex's, when Kong wrenched the upper and lower jaw of one of the t-rex's open, ripped the tongue out of it's mouth, then proceeded to dislocate the jaw (eliminating all muscle and tendon joins) and rammed the lower jaw into the back of the dinosaurs head. I thought it was a great movie, a couple of scenes may have lingered a little too long, stifling the momentum, but PJ made up for it by the films overall quality.

I discovered that I can tie knots in cherry stalks with my tongue and also noted that cherries, which I previously disliked, actually taste like plums and so have been steadily consuming them since.

Went to the North City with the olds for a browse at the post-xmas sales, bought a wallet and a couple of CD's - Detention by Grinspoon and Power Ballads: The double CD set by various artists. I also had a shirt which I got for xmas which I wasn't too keen on and thanks to the sales I exchanged it for two shirts and a bag.

Yesterday: I played my drums and piano alternating for hours on end then went to Morgan's in the evening as she moved to Auckland this morning
:-( sure she seems to have a tendency to injure me, but she really is a good mate. So a couple of other mates and myself watched some movies (Napolean Dynamite, House and Straight Hike for the Butch Dyke, a short film made by a Wgtn film student which is a spoof of TV's Queer Eye for the Straight Guy) and crashed at Morgan's.

Today: This morning we couldn't keep back a few of our tears as we farewelled our token dreaded friend (and token band member) on the bus. Then I came home and had energy to burn so went on a nuts fitness frenzy, which was quite bizzare since I'm lazy and just don't do fitness stuff, I was pleasantly surprised...

An hour or two on the piano (great for toning the finger muscles)
90 minutes on a bike (which has killed my legs now cos I've only ridden once in the last five years)
20 minutes on the drums (good for the arms)
15 press ups
30 crunches

Don't think I did too bad for a lazy unfit muse. My dad's now asked me if I want to go mountain biking with him, I might stick to my previously stated new year's resolution and take up the offer.

And now, physically exhausted with a throbbing rib (which aches like it's broken, but I can't feel a crack or concave collapse - maybe I should've skipped the crunches, they were pretty killer), I'm writing this insanely long post which is really just me sounding like I'm talking to myself and rambling on reminiscingly (if that's a word) and watching Long Way Round with my mum, which was actually a xmas present for my dad.

Tomorrow: New Year's Eve! And I'm working... I'll meet up with freinds after and do something...

Have a happy new year!

And if you'd like something to make you think over the weekend, have a crack at this one...

'David and his wife went to a dinner party with four other couples. At the beginning of the party some people shook hands. (Obviously, no one shook his or her own hand or spouse's hand, and no one shook hands with the same person twice.) During the party David surveyed all the other people as to how many hands each one shook. He got different answers from everyone. What did his wife say?'

Who Has Time For This?

Check this out for the analysis.

Warning: This blog not recommended for readers with an IQ below 120.

And sorry again for the lengthy blog, I'll make the next few short...

That One Time, At Band Camp...

2005-12-19T23:11:00.000+13:00

A bassist is moving to Auckland to be a chef at the Carlton (sp?) Hotel :-(

A farewell road trip had been planned, but fell through, so instead, we're going camping!! Who knows what shinanigans we'll get up to... Greytown, here we come! Lol, not the grandest of locations, but (if the weather's fine) should be fun!

Went for a rollerblade in town today, despite the clouds it was pretty hot. The wharf's always I nice place to go for a blade, spacious flat asphalt is one thing I am always greatful for. Went up Cuba too and watched some dude from Christchurch do the 'I can stand on glass' thing. He also juggled axes, but I'd have to agree with others that his top act was an odd thing he did with a bubble, a balloon and the air passage from his nose to his mouth...

My Camp Gear List

Cricket bat
Tennis rackets
Balls
Rugby Ball
Cards
Sunscreen
Money

Hopefully the sun'll be out

And Another...

2005-12-18T22:44:00.000+13:00

In response to my blog about 'Stuff' thanks to JJ for his 'Ode to Craig McMillan'

The Gladiator of the pitch
Keeps getting out to the Aussies across the ditch.
Unshaved, Unkempt
Maybe he has jock itch.

When he's in, its a six on the roof
But a champion player?
There's no recent proof.

A sledger from 'nam
And a striker with charm
But he'll wack Warne a six
Then the next ball buy the farm

Bring in Sinclair
Cos Macca's career has gone the shape of a pear
He's had his chance
But he muffed the last dance.
At least he was better than Robert Vance.

And One More Thing

2005-12-18T21:36:00.000+13:00

A quick congrats to the Breakers, although I'm not an avid basketball follower, they ended their 11 game drought well.

Santa's Sleigh Was Always Much More Reliable

2005-12-18T21:15:00.000+13:00

So I went to the carols in town last night at the ole' cake tin, hmm... a gay evening in the happiest sense of the word. I haven't been to that one before so I wasn't knowing what to expect, turned out an alright night...

2 free glowsticks
2 free bags of mini cinnamonitised donoughts
Santa got stranded 2 metres down the high wire he was supposed to fly in on
B1 and B2 both made appearances
As did Shrek, Tweety and Sylvester
and the highlight of my evening... a custom made hospital for lady birds

Christmas is the only time of the year when you can look around at all the jolly people and know that despite their happiness, you can safely assume half of them are broke...

Oh the joys of Christmas and the fat man in a red suit

Stuff

2005-12-16T14:35:00.000+13:00

Would someone please write an ode for McMillan...

Wednesday my band had a practice at mine then went go-karting with others at Kaiwharawhara, LOTSA fun. Duno about the safety standards, they let us go pretty nuts with the tyre walls flying and a fair amount of kart to kart contact. It was pretty rutheless, but I kicked butt! :D

We're hoping to do a rooftop gig down Courtney Place, we've got the venue, if we follow it through I'll let ya'll know.

Went to the beach yesterday, kissed a crab, as you do...

Go figure

All the Young Fascists

2005-12-15T14:28:00.000+13:00

Young people rioting in our very own streets, what's gonna happen next? Better watch out for 'dem babies...

I wish I lived in the 70's - peace and love...

...and rock 'n roll!!!

The Real King Kong

2005-12-15T14:23:00.000+13:00

Aww... and he's just so damn cute...

(New born orangutan Madjur at Auckland zoo)

Ripe Bananas

2005-12-14T13:42:00.000+13:00

Bananas are my favourite fruit, so to the right---------------------------------->
are my ripe bananas.

These will probably change depending on the season, at the mo I have JJ and Oh, Crikey featuring and as I've said in a previous blog, I'm going to let you know what's where and what's what.

JJ

Jimmy Jangles...he's special and he doesn't know why, this was the first blog I read! He's a fellow Wellingtonian-ite and is well into his cricket. This blog makes a good read, dwelling in current events and local goings-on as well as having the added touch of humour and seasonal sporting analyses.

Oh, Crikey

Phil..another fellow Wellingtonian-ite. As of yet I haven't actually read much of his blog, but for those of you who have political interests or whatever, this guy's pretty onto it. He seems full of wit (though possibly controversial) and also has an interesting game for Wellingtonian's to test their geological brains, I'll tell you about it some time, it's called "If I had heaps of nukes and needed to test them in NZ, which 2 or 3 (max 4) cities/towns would unfortunately have to be turned into a radioactive sea of glass for testing purposes?"

No doubt the bunch of bananas will grow as I visit more blogs...

Me & My Tuesday Night

2005-12-14T00:13:00.000+13:00

Popping broad beans from their pods...

Me & My Monday Night

2005-12-12T23:12:00.000+13:00

Popping peas from their pods...

Taking the Punishment for a Bollicks Attempt at Poetry

2005-12-12T18:59:00.000+13:00

I was thinking of apologising for my pathetic attempt at poetry, when I decided I might as well punish myself instead - by taking a golf ball in the face.

Well, actually, it wasn't intentional... Here's the story...

Yesterday, amidst the burning heat of the "summer" sun (btw - when it decides to stick around for more than 6 hours a week, let me know), playing a game of mini putt, with my band mates and other friends in tow, on the 18th hole 'someone' *cough*nick*cough* (our guitarist) convinced another 'someone' *cough*morgan*cough* (our bassist), to swing her club like Fred Flinstone on P and just watch how far the ball would fly.

She took to the ball like McCallum going for a full blown boundary, but very oddly, it travelled little more than 5 meters... Why??? Someones face was there to greet it, mine!!!

After reeling off a round off profanities with my hands covering my face and a few brief tears, I couldn't stop laughing!!! Who knows why, but despite the pain I thought it was hillarious. Ice was applied, but I now have a 'lil beauty to be shared, my first black eye... Get this, the guy in the office (renound for looking amazingly like Daniel Vettori) wouldn't let me keep the ice pack! With a golf ball sized lump protruding from the right of my right eye, the man requested I return the ice pack, so I thought the kind folk at the local BK might be able to lend a hand.

I guess not all businesses are people friendly - BK had no ice packs AND wouldn't give me free ice! A fellow golfer paid $1.60 for a cup, it's not the price that's of any concern, just the principle. The injury wasn't exactly subtle... Although I was able to convince a gullable friend that I had been mucking around with eyeshadow.

The day after and the swelling has receeded, the colour has darkened, the bone is aching, but at least I get a story to go with it.

So much for a peaceful day with a mellow game of mini putt, it really is a vicious sport...

My Cat

2005-12-11T00:21:00.000+13:00

I have a cat, his name is Zac,
I have a cat, most of his fur is black.
I have a cat, he has a white chin,
I love my cat, he will never be thin!

My cat's name is Zac, he lies beneath the Christmas tree,
My cat's name is Zac, he likes eating casserole for his tea.
My cat's name is Zac, some think he's fat,
I don't care what you think, I like him like that!

I have a cat named Zac, he's not a monkey,
I have a cat named Zac, never will he be lonely.
I have a cat named Zac, he's one of the family,
I have a cat who's name is Zac and I love him dearly!

My cat is cuter than you, cos he's related to me,
He can now claim to have siblings, a many three.
My cat is cuter than you, cos he's a slumbering cutey,
But i know you love me more than him, cos im sleeping beauty :D

What's in a Monkey's Fruit Basket???

2005-12-10T23:06:00.000+13:00

On the right ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------->
is a sidebar.

Good things which i recommend you keep on (or beneath) a sidebar include;

a bar fridge
a selection of alcoholic spirits
glasses of various shapes and sizes
crazy straws (those ones with loops and stuff)
a little something that lets your visitors know who you are
and fruit

Yes, fruit... and so to the right -----------------------------------------------------------> you will find 'My Fruit Basket.'

In my fruit basket you will find links to places I believe to be seasonaly ripe (and some which require an acquired taste), I think they're tasty and I hope you'll agree. They're there for you to tantalise your taste buds, so in order to tempt you I'll make a few posts to let you know whats there...

Enjoy!! : D

The Definition of NZ Cricket

2005-12-10T22:11:00.000+13:00

Most runs succesfully chased in a one day international (in the world!)
Chasing 323/6 (or was it 7?), the boys made 324/8 from 49 overs
Scott Styris surpasses a century on 101
The old red travels beyond the eves of the grandstand
Vettori/McCallum partnership goes nuts getn 70 sumthing off 30 sumthing
The Black Caps beat Aussie...

'nuf said...

Chappelle/Hadlee ODI

2005-12-07T23:01:00.000+13:00

K, so the cups goin back to Aus 'again,' but you can't say our Black Caps didn't try! Tonights game was damn intense and needing 3 runs off 2 balls I was feeling hopeful, but damn Lewis who's on his debut puts us all out for 320... grrr... However, our boys did put on an awesome show so congrats to them.

I'm not too good on sport commentary, so if you don't get what I'm talking about, ignore my sporting references.

'til Saturday...

'That' Story about 'That' Banana

2005-12-07T13:12:00.000+13:00

This is something I wrote a little while ago at school when I was in the library with friends. It doesn't really have a title, but to amuse and confuse, here it is...

The world said hello, then the world died.

The monkey said hello to the banana, the banana began to dance.

But, the world was dead, so neither the monkey nor the banana existed.

Neither did the whale.

The whale died when the world died, which happened just after the whale said hello to the monkey who said hello to the dancing banana who didn't exist.

After the world died, the sun died.

Because the sun died, the solar system had no centre, so the solar system died.

Everything was then dead.

Why?

Because the dancing banana never existed.

THE END :D

Is it a worry if I was sober?

Being 'Fruitful'

2005-12-05T21:51:00.001+13:00

So I asked a friend, "are you a fruitful person?" When asked what I meant, I realised that I myself wasn't too sure, so I attempted rewording my question...

"Are you a person with the prosperous potential to invigorate the release of hapiness endorphines in the minds of those around you?"

Anyway, after this enlightenment, I thought if a tree can be fruitful, can it also be leaful? And if it can, can leaful also be used as an adjective to describe an objective noun?

...the things people think can well define boredom...

Lesson #2

2005-12-04T12:15:00.000+13:00

Playing happy tinkery yay-yay christmas carols while hungover just isn't fun...

Best to avoid the situation