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Good thing we weren’t born amish..So around 5pm last night I got word from nai that all signs pointed to a big storm brewing, set to hit in 30 – 40 minutes. Apparently all the cyclists were leaving the building at once causing chaos and lift delays. Got home and it was all dark (due to black out) and I found (after my eyes adjusted) j and tg both asleep! It was like 6pm or something but apparently there was nothing else to do. We got some candles and sat around for a bit, but the darkness was all too much and everyone was getting nervous, so by like 6.30 we all decided the best thing to do was to leave as fast as we could.
In other news..I have Japanese tonight, I think ppl in my class (which for some reason is full of computer nerds) think I’m a bit mental, last week I started laughing cause I read one of the example sentences and I thought it said ‘Mr Tanaka wants to be a pirate’ but actually it said ‘Mr Tanaka wants to be a pilot’ which is not really funny at all. But really who are they to think I’m mental, we then had a conversation about space, and the teacher asked where in space you would like to go, and one guy said he’d like to live at a Legrange point and then he looked up celestial mechanics in his dictionary and attempted to explain the concept in Japanese.
Pain(16:16:31) me: pain
(16:16:36) me: in right abdomen
(16:16:41) me: no good
(16:16:44) dr nai: prognosis ?
(16:16:50) me: appendicitis
(16:17:05) me: comments?
(16:17:16) dr nai: stitch ?
(16:17:18) me: no
(16:17:30) dr nai: colon cancer ?
(16:17:45) me: front side, just above hip
(16:17:50) dr nai: stomach ulcer
Rebellion portfolioThese are things you just can’t tolerate purely because of your parents.
Things that are in my rebellion portfolioDire Straits, Art galleries, English sitcoms, Michael Caine, Intellectual discussion of art - esp directly after exiting the cinema, Classical music – esp if I hear this whilst travelling in a car, Any music slightly new age (vangelis, enya and anything with nature sounds) – this music causes me acute anxiety, Fish pie, Orange shoes, Caravans
Things that were in my rebellion portfolio but I have managed overcomeOlives, Mineral water, Goldie Hawn, Brown bread
Html LudditesSaw who may or may not have been
Kevin J. Maciunas and
Francis Vaughn from the cs department walking across Nth Terrace together eating these massive icecreams the other day, they looked so funny for some reason, Kevin with his beard getting all icecreamy and Francis really enjoying their treats. Then I found these personal web page gems from the cs dept pages.
This guy seems to enjoy icecream too, although chooses to use a spoon, which would seem like a good idea for Kevin too, no one likes a sticky beard…
http://www.cs.adelaide.edu.au/~zbyszek/This guy must be pretty wacky, look at that wacky font..
http://www.cs.adelaide.edu.au/~paulc/And one more just for good measure, if the quality shot of Charles casually enjoying his coffee isn’t enough, click on it and check out the scary close up cut out (looks like it was cut with a hack saw too)
http://www.cs.adelaide.edu.au/~charles/
I dont think I'm going to make it.
Taki terrorsOn Sunday morning I got up around 11am and I heard this scratching sound from J’s wardrobe, at first I thought it was Tg scratching around in her wardrobe which backs on to the same wall from her room, but then I heard it again and I realised that tg doesn’t have claws to make that kind of scratching sound with, so I opened the door and out jumps Taki looking all distressed and dishevelled! She had been in shut in there all night with J’s scary clothes! Poor thing, she still doesn’t seem quite right.
Tg’s bdayOverall a good night. Photo’s were a bit disappointing though… someone got hold of my camera and tried to make something they referred to as ‘art’…
Seriously, what the hell is that, these photos don’t capture anything of the emotion or atmosphere that was tg’s bday. Where is the essence of the moment…. I want the essssseeeeennnccceee!
Anyway, we ate at Beyond India and we all sang happy birthday and stuff and it was great. Then we went to supermild and there was a line up and it was only like 1030 or something, seriously, someone should open up another bar so there is more than one place to go dance on a Saturday night…
So we made it inside and I order three vodkas with various mixers and the bartender goes
‘What kind of drink order is that, did you just get out of Yatala or something?’
…and so I said…
‘Why do you ask, is that where you learnt your f**king manners? Just pour the drinks you c**ksucker’
well, perhaps I didn’t say it out-loud, but ya know you can communicate a lot with a look…
Japa-not-so-easyThe lowlight - so I haven’t been for a few weeks and I have forgotten everything, couldn’t even remember the katakana character for ‘ru’ which means in practical terms I couldn’t even write my name.
The highlight - was when sensei was telling us a story about ‘bending’ machines. After a little confusion, we figured out she thought that they were called ‘bending’ machines because you put your money in and then you have to ‘bend’ down to get your purchase. Everybody laughed and laughed.
Country fokkersWent to Grumpy’s at Hahndorf for lunch on Saturday with K and the baby. I asked the guy which of their home brewed beers was the most like draft and he said “hang on” and turned around to the chef and said “pass me the shotgun”. I quickly covered and said “…just wanna know so that I definitely don’t order that one, gimme a couple of pints of ‘ye olde fokker’ ” and thankfully he put the shotgun back.
Farewell Free ParkingJ no longer gets free parking now that he is apparently no longer temporarily disabled so I walked to work this morning. It was actually really nice, the sky was blue, sun shining and the parklands are nice and green now. I was walking behind a couple of workman for a while and one of them was whistling something really familiar for like two minutes before the older one said 'can you shut the fuck up, you know all the guys are whistling that shit now, goddam smurf theme music…'
HateI fucking hate voicemail. Seriously, how annoying is it when you hear the beep beep you have a text sound and it turns out to be voicemail. Then you call and listen to one of your retarded relatives or friends leaving you a pointless message like “Hiya, just thought id give you a call and leave you this pointless message in a weird sickly sweet voice” Despite the ridiculous nature of voicemail, I put up with it purely because it’s not as bad as listening to people complain about me not having it.