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| Tuesday, September 18th, 2007 | | 1:57 pm |
| | Friday, September 29th, 2006 | | 12:00 am |
Manifest was GLORIOUS!
Ok, y'all! Manifest was awesome! I won best cosplay with my Roy Cosplay! w00t! I got a Kenshin costume for next year, now! huzzah! Well, have a great day, everyone... more embellishment later! | | Monday, September 11th, 2006 | | 10:12 pm |
Random Education!!!
I just read the most random psych-journal article. (This does not apply to anyone I know, it simply seemed an interesting thing to read when I saw the title) Apparantly women that suffer from OCD suffer from sexual problems (Vulink, Denys, Bus & Westenberg, 2006). According to the study; women with OCD suffer from greater sexual disgust, as well as lessened desire and arousal, as well as less satisfying orgasms. All I can really say is that if your girlfriend has OCD and has been complaining you're a potato in the sack, it's not COMPLETELY your fault. In addition, I'm not saying that all women that suffer from those symptoms neccesarily have OCD, that's not how science works. So... yeah... Thanks guys... Interesting stuff! References: Vulink, N. C. C., Denys, D., Bus, L., Westenberg, H. G. M. (2006), Sexual pleasure in women with obsessive-compulsive disorder? Journal of Affective Disorders 91(1), 19-25 PS. I must stress. This is not a shot at anyone... Simply an attempt to spread the wealth when it comes to the knowledge I find. Current Music: Bohemian Rhapsody (playing internally) | | Thursday, September 7th, 2006 | | 9:49 pm |
Evening of a lifetime!
WOAH! Last night was science-ball AND IT WAS OFF THE RAILS!  That was me, Captain Jack Sparrow. And a new random fact... Girls not only find Mr. Depp irresistable, but they also find anything to do with him much the same. It was amazing I had about 3 different girls hitting on me (shame I had to turn them all away, had this been 2 months ago I would have been all theirs)... Not to mention another 2 girls who propositioned me for a "3-way pash" near the end of the evening. Had I not known the word "pash" I might've accepted out of sheer curiosity. The reaction however was interesting. Me: "Um... no-" [One of them stormed off] [I hear realised (in my drunken state) that I could have seemed kinda harsh] Me: "Oh... it's because I have a girlfriend." Remaining girl: "Awww... that's so sweet. You're going to heaven." [She then, too, wandered off towards her friend] Wow... what a strange thing to say... but lots of fun, never-the-less. Amazing, though that Flora didn't react in the way I'm used to of "Someone came onto you?? Must go bash!", and then I get slapped. She actually said "My boyfriend's hot enough for a three-way... YESS!!!". It was... strange, but a welcome change. The food of the evening was great... though thanks to entire bottles of wine, I was unable to stomach much of it before feeling very "full". The desert was a lovely serve of fruit. And the dancing... WAS AWESOME. Being dressed as Jack Sparrow gave me license to swagger about on the dance-floor and call it dancing, it's AWESOME! Well, that's all he wrote, so have a fantastic day everyone! Current Mood:  amusedCurrent Music: "So Happy Together" by "Simple Plan | | Wednesday, September 6th, 2006 | | 6:35 pm |
Alrighty!
Regardless of a few negativities (blackmail's never fun. And I'm not saying any more), my life is going awesomely. I've got a girlfriend that loves me (and I love her). I have my academic life coming along nicely, and although I'm unemployed, it could not have come at a better time (assesments are coming up and these last 2 weeks have been highly useful for sorting that out. As will be this next week. This weekend's a busy one, and with my 2 psychology reports due next week, I think I might have to cancel something to keep myself afloat. I have standard social gathering this Friday. Old high-school friends party on Saturday (did have an anime friend's party, but it's probably unwise for me to go to that). And then Sunday I'm MAKING free (which means I can't perform in the colligiate soireé, but I simply can't afford the evening being removed from my time). Guys, I'm diggin' it. So to all of you who've had a bad trot lately... know it'll get better. After all, if it could've gotten better for me, then it COULD get better for anyone! Have a great day, everyone! Current Mood: complacentCurrent Music: Jack Sparrow, by Hans Zimmer | | Friday, September 1st, 2006 | | 4:37 pm |
What a steaming pile of hypocracy.
You know who you are... get the hell out of my life and stay out. By the way, you can't try to tell me that constantly reading my diary is easier than deleting me from your friendslist. Current Mood: calm | | Wednesday, August 30th, 2006 | | 1:51 pm |
| | Monday, August 28th, 2006 | | 10:57 pm |
Voting time...
28/7/06: I met/asked her out 2/8/06: First date/first kiss 19/8/06: official use of bf/gf words was voted on. So... which is the anniversary? I'll note that if we count from the meeting/ask out, the anniversay's today, so I don't have long to get her something. So... be sure to factor that into your vote. :P Current Mood: chipperCurrent Music: none | | Sunday, August 27th, 2006 | | 5:29 pm |
Hooray for age differences, height differences and long red hair to one's hips.
Ok... So I have a girlfriend! w000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0t! *dances around for a little bit* And the bragging doesn't end there. I've got a FABULOUS girlfriend. She's about an inch taller than me, 3 years older than me, has long red hair that goes down to her hips (refered to as making it look like her back is on fire, according to my friends) and she's a PhD student. THIS IS AWESOME! I finally have a great girlfriend and my confidence has skyrocketed as a result. And she thinks stuff is romantic, a nice change from girls who don't believe in the concept. She's a really high achiever... so for once I'm the one who stands back and says wow. And apparantly everything I do is cute. It's awesome! I finally get to be the cute little young one in the relationship and... YEAH! Anyway... just needed to get some of that positivity out there for people to read. Have a great day everybody! Current Mood: feelin' fineCurrent Music: "The Theme From Dr. Physer" by Ben Folds Five | | Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006 | | 2:49 pm |
Humans suck! I hate my work.
Ok... Situation 1: Somebody (a cleaner) hates their job... they've been making numerous requests for people to stop doing STUPID things that cause mess and trouble for him... and yet again someone does it. As a result, their arm is covered in coffee, as well as a large patch of floor which they're now going to have to clean. As a result, a profanity is called out... quite understandably. NOW... What do you do? A. start spreading rumors about them and claiming that you're afraid to be alone with them? B. accept that they're not having a good run of their job... and leave it at that? After all, it's not like you've never sworn, yourself. Situation 2: Somebody has an arrangement with you that you'd leave the door open for them so they can get in and start work. Somebody else locks the door. When they get to work they start trying to call you... you don't pick up... they try to call the after-hours number for the salon that their boss gave them... it doesn't work... they blow 15% of their monthly mobile phone budget trying frantically to get in contact with you. After 15 minutes you let them in. What do you do? A. You look at them like they're the devil, even though if it wasn't for their looking after your child yesterday, your class wouldn't've been run with half as much success, and would've had twice the interuptions. You treat them with amazing (and uncalled for) hostility. You tell the people in the class you're teaching that he's dangerous, and you ask them to stay around so that the cleaner doesn't hurt you. OR... B. You apologize, explain that you're really busy and return to whatever it was that you were doing. Now... I'd like to postulate a notion... And that's that people SHOULD be answering B. However... (and this comes as little surprise those that know how people like to treat me) The answer selected by people at the place that I work at was in both instances 'A'. Now... is it just me, or do women have a tendancy to engage in emotional/indirect bullying without any motivation to do so? To quote the only good part of a very antiquated religious sentiment; do unto others as you would have other do unto you. Now... as little support as I'd give this religion... the idea of it is basically this; "Don't treat people like shit if you don't want to be treated like shit." This is not exclusive to physical things. If these people are going to show me no respect or decency, I won't think to show them any. After all, I tried... I was nice... they screwed ME over... they spread rumors about ME... and they let ME down. So no more Mr. "I give a crap about whether you're happy or not". I won't influence their happiness in any positive or negative fashion by my own volition. This has been another spouting of bitterness by everybody's favourite Ranting Martian. Current Mood:  bitchyCurrent Music: none | | Wednesday, August 16th, 2006 | | 1:14 am |
| | Monday, August 14th, 2006 | | 11:56 pm |
At last... some good honest ranting!
What a day! Today was a long day... I managed to get sick at lunch. (Something the classmates I contacted didn't buy, and told me to enjoy my time with my lady friend) A few hours later I was back on my feet (KFC now having been purged)... and it was time for choir. I mis-drew the name of the song I wanted us to practice, so we spent 1½ hours going over that 15 page monster; "The Rhythm of Life" from [ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<insert [...] musical's>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] What a day!
Today was a long day...
I managed to get sick at lunch. (Something the classmates I contacted didn't buy, and told me to enjoy my time with my lady friend)
A few hours later I was back on my feet (KFC now having been purged)... and it was time for choir.
I mis-drew the name of the song I wanted us to practice, so we spent 1½ hours going over that 15 page monster; "The Rhythm of Life" from <insert musical's name here>.
Which was kinda catchy.
Off to dinner at college...
Dinner's 6:30pm-7:30pm... yet when I arrived at 6:55 I was ONLY JUST able to stop them from chucking out the last scoop of mashed potato. What's the point of an hour long dinner period if you throw all the food out after 25 minutes? Pointless! that's what!
Then to work. The person who was supposed to let me in didn't... and it took several phone calls, several SMSs and 25 minutes to get in... BEFORE the real shit hit the fan.
New carpet... AIR PERMIABLE CARPET! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO VACUUM! AARGH! IT TOOK 3 TIMES THE USUAL AMOUNT OF TIME!
Then... the fact that the rubbish had not been emptied on Thursday or Friday... despite someone getting payed to do so! what a crock!
so a bit of hell emptying all of the bins...
broke my headphones...
Piled everything into my cleaners room to take out tomorrow... and... ARGH!
NO PLASTIC BAGS! NOT ONLY had the guy not done his job... but he'd MADE MINE HARDER!
Add 25 minutes mucking around upstairs in the dark setting off the alarm!
WTF???
Finally bags were obtained... replaced in the bins... and I could finally go home.
Boy... what a day... but at least I got to use sonar for real for once.
This has been another lengthy rant from everybody's favourite Ranting Martian!
*takes bow* thank you, thank you! | | Sunday, August 13th, 2006 | | 10:33 pm |
Dear lord! Something good to say? It can't be!
Pardon the religious outburst, I swear it was for dramatic effect only. I've just had an amazing few days! Thursday I got up early... swung by breakfast (and filled myself with french toast) on my way out the door... to the airport! Goin' well... bumped to an earlier flight... Then... before I knew it, it was 11:00am and I was sitting at Sydney's central station. Shame I wasn't meeting Vanessa until 2:00pm. So I sat down and did some writing. I have 2 language lessons down! w00t! Then Vanessa arrived... we wandered, and she regailed me with tales of Japan... Shame they weren't positive. Made me want to fly over there and slug the first one to call her fat. Because... she isn't. Had a fantastic 2 days with Vanessa... managed to well-overstay my welcome... but I know I can someday repay the favor. Or at least I did until I saw the birthday present she got me! GYARG! New digimon digivice! I wish I could say to ANYONE with ANY degree of honesty that I'm too old for it... But that would be lying. I swear, Ness... I will somehow repay you... through theraputic affect... Or maybe a nice counter-gift if I ever find one. Sure as heck better than $2 worth of chocolates! Then... On Friday I met up with a few friends that I met in Avoca (somewhat of a yearly new years thing with my mate Tim. As unlikely as it is to repeat). And that was funny as hell. "This car handles like a pregnant pig!" Classic! Then I returned to Ness' to stay a second night (she offered. it was only meant to be one). THIS is how I overstayed my welcome. Bad idea. I WISH I'd had an alternative. The next morning I spoke to Ness a little bit and headed out on the road... no tears in this goodbye, but I felt the emotional connection we've shared really coming through there. She's definately one of my best friends in the whole world. This is where things go from deep and sweet... to pure unmitigated fun! I started chatting to some random girls on the stairs to the town hall while waiting for Kat, a British backpacker friend of mine who was passing through Sydney at the same time as Vanessa. That was fun... Using sonar (a good new nickname for me, perhaps? Sonar?) to scare of birds, and such! great! Kat and I wandered Sydney... shopped for things... chatted... and just had a great time. I know I'm going to see her next time I pass through the British Ilses! A late night followed during which I went out to a few bars with some random backpackers staying at the same place as me... and that was fun... many buddies made! w00t! Another funny thing is that the receptionist at the place I went to on Saturday thought it a given that I was English (um... no... I'm Australian. You live there, you should know. :P) And then finally back to Melbourne... A good day approached. I came back to Melbourne and did my laundry (booked for 11am flight, came back on the 9am... in my room by 11...). After this... well, my new lady friend came over (You see she's a lady, you see). And after much careful unpacking and putting all my stuff on my bed... I was given a very good reason to push it all off. so... That's fun! :D But not before an ex tried to ruin my day by convincing me that I'm miserable because of my last LJ entry... Not today... good mood. *block* (let's be nice to her, or not say anything at all... her life doesn't seem to be on as much of a lucky streak right now if she's needing to pick these fights) And then I went to Dinner... turns out that college can make some excellent food... So I had the best lasagne ever and returned to my room. People... It's official... I've recovered... And I'm feeling good! So... thank you. To all that encouraged me... Life now = good. Current Mood: Splendid!Current Music: "Perfect World" by Tom Jones | | Monday, July 17th, 2006 | | 8:52 pm |
Argh! I hate having emotions!
So... I saw "Click" today... And I'm ashamed to say... I've now cried in an Adam Sandler movie. But I really did find myself moved by the film. It would have looked really dramatic to anyone watching me! It was like, the eyes welling up with a single tear dripping down every few minutes... Highly... weird. So... How sad am I? Current Mood: rather chipperCurrent Music: Pirates of the Caribbean 2 OST | | Thursday, July 13th, 2006 | | 1:01 am |
Thoughts of a cleaner... Bathrooms.
In the home, the stereotypical woman complains to the stereotypical man about having left the toilet seat up... or having peed on it... Now out to the real world... I clean in a building filled with women between the ages of 19 and 40. And quite a few men of around the same ages. An academy of hairdressers... Now... Why... OH WHY??? Do these women tear up little scraps of toilet paper all over the floor? Why do they leave the wrappers from their tampons all over the floor? And most importantly... Why do they take huge bundles of toilet paper, wet them in the sink... and then leave them on random surfaces (mirrors, counters, floors). WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT? Why even remove the toilet paper from the cubicle if your intentions are to do nothing but to wet it and leave it for the cleaner? Do you ACTUALLY BELIEVE that that is better than peeing all over the floor? When you scatter wet and dry toilet paper all over the ground... it takes 2-3 minutes to clean up. When you leave a puddle of urine on the ground, it only adds 10 seconds to the mopping process. But I must note that the mens-room is yet to yield a single puddle, or clump of wet toilet paper. And the yield of torn TP on the floor is about 5%, despite the surface area being marginally larger (urinals leave more floorspace). Just a request to women everywhere... If you insist on NOT putting toilet paper in a toilet, AT LEAST put it in a bin somewhere... There's usually one next to the sink you wet it in. | | Thursday, June 29th, 2006 | | 1:01 am |
NEW JOB! Neue Arbeit! 新いのｱﾙﾊﾞｲﾄ!
I got a new job! Finally! It's 2 hours per day, cleaning an office building in the city... working 5 days a week! YES! I AM EMPLOYED! And what makes the deal even sweeter, it's in the city! I'm JUST about to move into the city to live at Trinity college! Finally lady-luck shines upon the concept of my employment (not as if I've been having luck in any other aspect of my life). I know... I know... amazing, isn't it? I'm talking about something positive! Have a great day everyone! Current Mood: fine...Current Music: None ("New York New York" by Frank Sinatra playing internal) | | Saturday, June 3rd, 2006 | | 2:56 pm |
iNeed help!
G'ah! Freakin' iPods!!! I finally get the time to install the iTrip CD, a good day approaches, 'ey? NO! First message I see when I slip the CD in and try to activate it is that I don't have "MusicMatch Jukebox v7.1 or higher"... Now, correct me if I'm mistaken, but iPods run on iTunes, don't they? Why on earth should I install one of it's clone programs??? FINE, iPod! You win... I'll install your stupid clone software... Oh... it's not on the CD? Oh well, I'll go to google.... *googles it* Ah, here, it's offered by "free downloads dot com" I said to myself... that should be nice and free.. *clicks on download* Which membership option do I want? $30??? That's about what I payed for the iTrip! *searches around some more* ah-ha! Here's a free one... *spends the better part of an hour installing it* What? Why's it set itself as the default player for every file on my PC without asking? Why did it set itself as the default for a *.ogg file if it doesn't know what it is? *reads instructions* This program reveals no link to "creating iTrip stations" nor "sync"ing as mentioned in the instructions... *searches help file* And the words iTrip and iPod are not mentioned anywhere. the iTunes software at least installs "smoothly"... however the iPod is still incapable of transmitting using its new appendage. So... first thing tomorrow I'm complaining like never before to Apple. If they're going to give instructions like "connect and sync your iPod with MusicMatch", they'd better make damned sure that they give you the software, and that the program in question allows such a function! G'ah! I hate Earth-technology! This has been an extensive and pointless rant by everybody's favourite ranting Martian. Current Mood: This means war!Current Music: none, as my iTrip ain't workin'! | | Monday, May 22nd, 2006 | | 10:09 pm |
As if things couldn't get worse...
On top of the rather irritating emotional problems I've been going through (one's I'm not quite yet clear of) I will soon be entering the academic minefield known as exams... And while I am yet to successfully navigate my way out of the semester and the final assesments at the end of it, I only have one left for German and one for Behavioural Neuroscience. German tomorrow and das Prüfung des Neurologisches Verhaltenswissenschaftens ist für fast ein Woche von Freitag. My apologies for the decreased number of potentially interesting stories... but I promise you I'll go on a spree once exams are over... If I'm really lucky... I'll have all sorts of stories from LA!! and on a final personal note... to AtD: Hang in there... and just enjoy life for the the positives it deals you, you don't want to have regrets. to JA: We need to start writing songs, damn it! And to all of you that are contributing to my problems (though if you are, it's unlikely you read this)... LEARN SOME GOD-DAMNED LOGIC! And to those that've helped... thank you, thank you all! this has been another rant towards my yearly quota, written by the one and only Ranting_Martian... Current Mood:  "meh" pretty much sums it up.Current Music: I will survive; by Cake | | Sunday, May 7th, 2006 | | 5:45 pm |
Cardiovascular Diseases (an essay I wrote in yr7)
Cardiovascular diseases are numerous and many. The primary function of a cardiovascular disease is to attack or lower the efficiency of a cardiovascular system. This, in turn, lowers the the cardiovascular system's ability to function efficiently as an efficient cardiovascular system. Cardiovascular diseases can lower the efficiency of a cardiovascular system by anywhere from 2% to 100%, at which time the owner of aforemenioned cardiovascular system gains the rather notable handicap of being dead. Cardiovascular vascular diseases have such effects because the cardiovascular system plays a vital role in the the survival of the remainder of the body, including the cardiovascular system. This concludes my essay on cardiovascular diseases. By (Ranting Martian) ... Wasn't I cute? haha... AND dumb! Current Mood: INSPIRED!!Current Music: the quiet gentle hum of my computer | | Wednesday, April 19th, 2006 | | 11:39 pm |
Definition: Yd
Yd ("Your Daddy"); a modern human (typically male and of the lowest rung of society) driven by their desire for sexual conquest. The similarity of the name of this sad and rather repugnant stereotype to the old Freudian "Id" is, of course, well understood (not to mention intentional) - hence the phonetic identicality. Yds however, are more entire people than ids. Whilst someone solely by their 'id' may be more likely prone to simply take what they want, an 'Yd' will expect to to be given to them. Such behaviour may manifest, for example, on the internet on the profile of a pretty, yet quiet and quite religious Christian girl, where a few people have replied to her photo, giving a complement or two is followed by an yd posting less appropriate and rather leud messages like "spread your legs" or "got ne naked pics?". And while the educated (and just plain decent) members of society will realise this is highly innappropriate, yds simply see this as a legitimate attempt to aquire the pornography they deserve of a stranger. Yds are usually of very low intelligence to the order of being unable to comprehend the concept of a mixed blessing (such as tourist trade to rural beach towns), and often become violent protecting their territory (statistically shown to be about girls). Another ironic twist is that natural selection (Darwin) seems to have no influence to stop women from gravitating towards and mating with these Neanderthals. Unintelligent, violent, territorial and constantly hurling accusations of homosexuality at passers by (not to mention any other inanimate objects that threaten their imaginary superiortity) these men show absoloutely no signs of evolution from early primates. In addition representing everything thought to be repugnant of these lower classmen, these less-evolved members of society seem to lay just as many seed with each passing generation. As we approach this evolutionary fork in the road, while my choice for the path of cognitive capacity and higher-mental function was an easy one; I emplore you all to consider both options carefully. An evolutionary rennaisance would be far more difficult than a technological one. By Dr. X, BA(hons), MA, PsyD, MAPS
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