wow....it really has been a long time.....
well you see, i got sick. i didn't know i was sick. at the time. i just felt sick and tired and like the idiot i am did NOT go to the doctors. anyway it takes weeks to get into my doc. so why bother....most things just go away on there own. this did. eventually. what i didn't know was that i had been really, really sick and just got lucky that i got better on my own.
i have this new plan of making a standing doctors appointment for every month and then canceling if nothing comes up. it is a plan and everything.
so now i am feeling better. i would have felt better sooner if i had just gone to the doctor that the time. turns out they give you med cine.....
so. tonight i just can't sleep. i am upset and worried and upset. about work. i like my current job (even though i know i should be moving on....yeah i DO know). i work very, very hard to do my best. always trying to be the best i can be. not that i know if i am actually doing anything right.
turns out i only get a talking to when i do something wrong.....so i kinda have to assume i am doing the right thing. or wait for some gossip about myself. they really like to bitch about each other at my work place. i try to stay out of it. that's one of the major reasons for not becoming too close to your work mates people. less chances of a knife in the back hurting so much.
today i got a stab. over something so trivial it is not even worth mentioning.
do make me think a bit more about getting the old PhD done and back to working for myself again.
nearly impossible to stab yourself in the back.. although with my luck i could some how manage to fall and stab myself.
soooo....i hope your all well.
that was kinda awkward wasn't it? if our can't write what you really think in a blog what is the whole point of a anything.
and i didn't name names or anything
*sigh*
alright...going to sleep now.
*wave*
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
holiday waffles
Here are a few waffles that i started during the week as i tried to think about writing....
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I would like to be able to say that i have been sooooo busy that i have been unable to write a blog entry. I can’t. I HAVE been just too tired. Never too busy. When i am this tired my brain doesn’t work so well.
This has been rectified with SCHOOL HOLIDAYS.....Yeaahhhh! I love school holidays. It means two weeks off nothin’. Sure i get bored eventually but it does mean lots of sleep-in’s and i can wear my Ugg boots EVERY DAMN DAY. Yesterday we (kids, friends etc) all went to the swim centre. It was awesome. I went swimming after a winter of not swimming and felt sick and sore but it was awesome fun.
I should mention that it is FREEZING here. It is snowing (which is weird for spring but not unheard of). So it was an odd choice to go swimming. It is an indoor swim centre BTW. Lots of other people were there too. I was the LEAST well dressed person there (including my sister...which is saying something). It seems that the fashionable thing to do is get glammed up and sit around the pools watching the kids swim (or rather watching other adults sitting around). I felt weird for like twenty minutes. As if i had committed a sin or something. Then i got over it ‘cause they are all complete losers. It is swimming not fashion week. You don’t need high heels and bling. Besides all my clothes smelt of chlorine any way.
Hey. My spell checker doesn’t know the word “bling”. That’s why you should never trust it. OK so there are lots of other reasons. But that is one!
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Guess what i did this morning. In the freezing cold. No? i spent it collecting food for the City Mission’s spring food drive. We volunteer our time to smile nicely and say thank you. Service is not an easy thing to do. sometimes giving money and objects is easier. It was touching the number of people who would drop something off and say “i know what poverty is like...now i can give something back”. One of the hardest thing for most people to do is to except charity. You might not think so. But it is. That is why i like to help city mission. They aren’t looking for money (well they wouldn’t say no or anything) but rather just want to help people. I also give my old coats and shoes each year for winter time. And blankets.
Just think about it. A can of soup feeds someone and costs you the same as a candy bar. I am not saying don’t have candy bars and give all your money away just think about it one time and help some one out. That unfashionable coat or ugly blanket could give some needed warmth to someone that has more to worry about than the latest fashions.
The hardest part for me is not judging people. Both those giving and those receiving. That is just my personal thing. What i have to learn to deal with. not always easy.
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I have a new favourite show. It is called four weddings. It is truly awful. So bad in fact that i can’t not watch it. It is four brides who go each others wedding and judge it. I KNOW. Bitch city and soooo mean. I mean what kind of shallow people think that what other people think of your wedding makes it valid or not. I mean of COURSE you think your wedding is the best no matter what. It was YOUR wedding. *LAUGH* OMG the whole thing is awful. They judge on dress, ceremony, reception and food. That’s right people with no taste at all (from what i have seen so far) try to judge other brides tastes.
The winner gets a luxury honey moon. How they find out they won is all the brides stand together and watch to see which groom gets out of the limo. Three brides stand there trying to be happy for the winner. RAFLOL....seriously have you ever heard of anything more cruel?
I can laugh because i will never have a wedding. I am NOT just saying that because i don’t have a potential groom!!! But can you imagine me trying to give a shit about matching my napkins to my flat wear or something? OK. Then imagine to my OCD if i suddenly did give a shit. See. I can’t win either way. If it were to happen then the groom would have to do it all. Surprise me.
[i have always dreamt of getting married at the star trek casino – i know it is not there anymore – when i find the man with the same dream then he is the one for me. kinda like some weird arse glass slipper thing. Who says i can’t wish for my prince to come?]
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Hope you got something out my little holiday waffles....xxoo
...
I would like to be able to say that i have been sooooo busy that i have been unable to write a blog entry. I can’t. I HAVE been just too tired. Never too busy. When i am this tired my brain doesn’t work so well.
This has been rectified with SCHOOL HOLIDAYS.....Yeaahhhh! I love school holidays. It means two weeks off nothin’. Sure i get bored eventually but it does mean lots of sleep-in’s and i can wear my Ugg boots EVERY DAMN DAY. Yesterday we (kids, friends etc) all went to the swim centre. It was awesome. I went swimming after a winter of not swimming and felt sick and sore but it was awesome fun.
I should mention that it is FREEZING here. It is snowing (which is weird for spring but not unheard of). So it was an odd choice to go swimming. It is an indoor swim centre BTW. Lots of other people were there too. I was the LEAST well dressed person there (including my sister...which is saying something). It seems that the fashionable thing to do is get glammed up and sit around the pools watching the kids swim (or rather watching other adults sitting around). I felt weird for like twenty minutes. As if i had committed a sin or something. Then i got over it ‘cause they are all complete losers. It is swimming not fashion week. You don’t need high heels and bling. Besides all my clothes smelt of chlorine any way.
Hey. My spell checker doesn’t know the word “bling”. That’s why you should never trust it. OK so there are lots of other reasons. But that is one!
...
Guess what i did this morning. In the freezing cold. No? i spent it collecting food for the City Mission’s spring food drive. We volunteer our time to smile nicely and say thank you. Service is not an easy thing to do. sometimes giving money and objects is easier. It was touching the number of people who would drop something off and say “i know what poverty is like...now i can give something back”. One of the hardest thing for most people to do is to except charity. You might not think so. But it is. That is why i like to help city mission. They aren’t looking for money (well they wouldn’t say no or anything) but rather just want to help people. I also give my old coats and shoes each year for winter time. And blankets.
Just think about it. A can of soup feeds someone and costs you the same as a candy bar. I am not saying don’t have candy bars and give all your money away just think about it one time and help some one out. That unfashionable coat or ugly blanket could give some needed warmth to someone that has more to worry about than the latest fashions.
The hardest part for me is not judging people. Both those giving and those receiving. That is just my personal thing. What i have to learn to deal with. not always easy.
...
I have a new favourite show. It is called four weddings. It is truly awful. So bad in fact that i can’t not watch it. It is four brides who go each others wedding and judge it. I KNOW. Bitch city and soooo mean. I mean what kind of shallow people think that what other people think of your wedding makes it valid or not. I mean of COURSE you think your wedding is the best no matter what. It was YOUR wedding. *LAUGH* OMG the whole thing is awful. They judge on dress, ceremony, reception and food. That’s right people with no taste at all (from what i have seen so far) try to judge other brides tastes.
The winner gets a luxury honey moon. How they find out they won is all the brides stand together and watch to see which groom gets out of the limo. Three brides stand there trying to be happy for the winner. RAFLOL....seriously have you ever heard of anything more cruel?
I can laugh because i will never have a wedding. I am NOT just saying that because i don’t have a potential groom!!! But can you imagine me trying to give a shit about matching my napkins to my flat wear or something? OK. Then imagine to my OCD if i suddenly did give a shit. See. I can’t win either way. If it were to happen then the groom would have to do it all. Surprise me.
[i have always dreamt of getting married at the star trek casino – i know it is not there anymore – when i find the man with the same dream then he is the one for me. kinda like some weird arse glass slipper thing. Who says i can’t wish for my prince to come?]
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Hope you got something out my little holiday waffles....xxoo
Sunday, August 22, 2010
elections, plans and things
Well. finally. election time is over. I must say my least fav time of the year....or time of the year every 3 or 4 years. So not the point. I just have this thing about stupid people. can't stand 'em. I dislike stupid people voting for people who aren't stupid. no. they just have something wrong with them that makes them want positions of power but not help people.
No. that's not true. i have met some pollies who were quite nice and seemed to want to help. I guess it is just that the nature of the game has made them seem fake and wishy-washy about stuff.
So not what i want to talk about. I want to talk about why should never have live twitter feeds displaying in the background while your election counting program is on. My mother stayed up for HOURS and watched them. They were on all the channels (even SBS...which i found quite unnecessary).
This is annoying because the FIRST THING the news man anchoring the "panel" and channel nine said when the show opened was: "this is going to be too close to call...we wont know until tomorrow".
*pause*
so i guess that is why they had to have HOURS of panel discussions then.....bastards.
getting back to the twitter feeds. mum was watching to read the twitter feed. she said it was the best bit. Her favourite was one that said:
"some one call for a doctor...i think one of the panel just twitched...they aren't all dead"
*snort*
so if you are going to live feed...you probably need to say to the guy checking for swear words that perhaps anything insulting as well. Or maybe the guy who had to check for swearing (come on...this is twitter people....and politics...you can't tell me every 3rd or 4th tweet had swear words in it) had the same thought and HATED that his Saturday night was being spent checking the twitter feed for swear words
*grin*
so things are a little slow here. coming up to school holidays and i am just dead on my feet this semester. need a break. which i am not going to get.
Still planning my plan.
Hi to Katrina (the slightly elder) wish i was there. Hi to the guy i talked about penguins with. Yes they are just awesome (i don't like any animals usually...my cat doesn't count).
best get back to my sunday afternoon....of not doing much and listening to my neighbours mow there lawns...take care!
No. that's not true. i have met some pollies who were quite nice and seemed to want to help. I guess it is just that the nature of the game has made them seem fake and wishy-washy about stuff.
So not what i want to talk about. I want to talk about why should never have live twitter feeds displaying in the background while your election counting program is on. My mother stayed up for HOURS and watched them. They were on all the channels (even SBS...which i found quite unnecessary).
This is annoying because the FIRST THING the news man anchoring the "panel" and channel nine said when the show opened was: "this is going to be too close to call...we wont know until tomorrow".
*pause*
so i guess that is why they had to have HOURS of panel discussions then.....bastards.
getting back to the twitter feeds. mum was watching to read the twitter feed. she said it was the best bit. Her favourite was one that said:
"some one call for a doctor...i think one of the panel just twitched...they aren't all dead"
*snort*
so if you are going to live feed...you probably need to say to the guy checking for swear words that perhaps anything insulting as well. Or maybe the guy who had to check for swearing (come on...this is twitter people....and politics...you can't tell me every 3rd or 4th tweet had swear words in it) had the same thought and HATED that his Saturday night was being spent checking the twitter feed for swear words
*grin*
so things are a little slow here. coming up to school holidays and i am just dead on my feet this semester. need a break. which i am not going to get.
Still planning my plan.
Hi to Katrina (the slightly elder) wish i was there. Hi to the guy i talked about penguins with. Yes they are just awesome (i don't like any animals usually...my cat doesn't count).
best get back to my sunday afternoon....of not doing much and listening to my neighbours mow there lawns...take care!
Thursday, August 12, 2010
politics and stuff....
So we are having this election. Thing. It sucks. I dislike everything about it. Not that i dislike politics but i don’t like people treating me like an idiot. Also, that races are run today like some reality show. Because they are soooo based on reality. I mean does anyone believe they weren’t manipulated by Master Chef and dude, that was just cooking!!?
What doesn’t suck is Maree (12) and her experience of learning about it. Politics.
Yesterday her class elected her the prime minister. And in her own teary words:
“they then dumped me and voted someone else prime minister like 15 minutes later. They hate me. I am not talking to them anymore”.
If you follow Aust Politics does this not sound awfully familiar? The things is that she has no idea that she is was an example of:
(a) Life imitating art (or in this case school class project imitating almost real life)
(b) irony
(c) a class of kids who had NO IDEA just what they were imitating or why it was funny
Seriously i had to stop to wipe my eyes on the way home....and try not to make it seem like i was laughing at all. She was devastated. And she def did not understand when i told her that Mr Rudd knows exactly how she feels.
Don’t worry about Maree though. We talked on the way home today and they are all best of friends now. They made her minister of “arguing with people”. Don’t you wish that was a real portfolio?
*sigh*
Only ....well the election is sometime this month so, not long. And i have class photos and a dance spectacular to get through first. So you know. Busy.
I have also been busy planning things. Well, being tired and a bit grump as well. But mostly plotting my come back. Haven’t finished plotting yet. Let’s just say it is almost fiendishly clever.
*wave*
What doesn’t suck is Maree (12) and her experience of learning about it. Politics.
Yesterday her class elected her the prime minister. And in her own teary words:
“they then dumped me and voted someone else prime minister like 15 minutes later. They hate me. I am not talking to them anymore”.
If you follow Aust Politics does this not sound awfully familiar? The things is that she has no idea that she is was an example of:
(a) Life imitating art (or in this case school class project imitating almost real life)
(b) irony
(c) a class of kids who had NO IDEA just what they were imitating or why it was funny
Seriously i had to stop to wipe my eyes on the way home....and try not to make it seem like i was laughing at all. She was devastated. And she def did not understand when i told her that Mr Rudd knows exactly how she feels.
Don’t worry about Maree though. We talked on the way home today and they are all best of friends now. They made her minister of “arguing with people”. Don’t you wish that was a real portfolio?
*sigh*
Only ....well the election is sometime this month so, not long. And i have class photos and a dance spectacular to get through first. So you know. Busy.
I have also been busy planning things. Well, being tired and a bit grump as well. But mostly plotting my come back. Haven’t finished plotting yet. Let’s just say it is almost fiendishly clever.
*wave*
Friday, July 23, 2010
blog day again...
I am addicted to this show on the tellie called Cheese Slices (http://cheeseslices.com/)
It is a show all about cheese.
Apart from Master Chef, Gruen Transfer and random programs on SBS or ABC it is like the only program i deliberately watch. I am still not sure about why i love Master Chef so much. I don’t cook and hate food (cause i have so many friggin allergies/intolerances). I don’t really like the judges or the competitors or competitive tv. They keep crying when they CHOSE to be on the tellie and new what it was all about when they signed on. Gee. I do like Gary.
This has nothing to do with the cheese program. I like cheese but i don’t love it. I hardly ever eat it. Still, i LOVE watching the show. It is weird. It is about CHEESE!!!!
*sigh*
BTW this blog site is trying to make me update my layout. I hate that. When there are just too many choices i make the wrong one. You should see me in a shoe store. Sooooo many shoes. None of which go with any outfit/occasion pertaining to me. Still, i have to buy them.
Today we had a PL day. It was good actually. Usually i dislike them because i am just not a group person. Unless it is in relation to research projects. That is different because i like doing them and know what i am talking about.
One of the things that came up in discussion was what is the current LARGE amount of self help books saying to kids today? I think it is telling them from the get go that they are not good enough and need fixing. I say this because we had to identify our strengths and it was really, really difficult. Not so difficult to say what we were crap at!!
Anyway have to go air out this room...i lit a candle to have some nice atmospheric fragrance but i just have a headache and feel a little sick. Rubbish candles. Rubbish nose. Stupid me.
I hope your having a nice day. I just cleaned and tidied and threw things away. Always cheers me up.
*wave*
Thursday, July 15, 2010
some musings on volcanos and gifts
I love learning things. Tonight i am watching a tv program about the recent volcano in Iceland. I am much a nerd. I LOVE all the details. Second only to my interest in vulcanology is glaciology and then Egyptology. This program (http://www.abc.net.au/tv/guide/netw/201007/programs/ZX1245A001D2010-07-15T213000.htm)
is really interesting because it is half science and half the study of the implications of a volcano on us (or daily life). The reactions of people to natural disasters are so fascinating. You would think it was all designed to be inconvenient. The thing is that the natural world doesn’t even know we are here. Well i work with sea ice, satellites and computers so i guess i am use to things....oh hang on they are explaining Lidar...i LOVE that someone is doing that!!
I LOVE working with remotely sensed data and understanding what story they have to tell.
.....
You probably don’t know this little fact about me. it is that i am the only person who can make my mother loose her temper. I am ashamedly proud of that. My mother never raises her voice or gets properly cross. I do it all the time. Even on my own. With just my own company. You should just hear me go off at myself. I once made her so cross she threw a vacuum cleaner at me. The wheel fell off. I may have then laughed. I am SURE this did nothing to calm anyone’s temper.
I am not sure i am suppose to mention the vacuum cleaner incident. No i take that back. I KNOW i am not allowed to bring it up. Not like she ever reads this blog.
*pause*
So if you know my mum please don’t bring it up.
*nod*
I was thinking about this because i have been trying to figure out what skills i have that are unique and worthy. Apart from being the one person who can piss my mother off (without even really trying). Another skill is an ability to converse with shop keepers and people waiting in queues with me. Yeah i know. I can’t figure that one out either.
Why can’t i have some amazing and cool gift?
......
so i think i am going to make a list of things i like doing and find something new to do. See. Decision made. I am SURE things are going to be better now
*grin*
is really interesting because it is half science and half the study of the implications of a volcano on us (or daily life). The reactions of people to natural disasters are so fascinating. You would think it was all designed to be inconvenient. The thing is that the natural world doesn’t even know we are here. Well i work with sea ice, satellites and computers so i guess i am use to things....oh hang on they are explaining Lidar...i LOVE that someone is doing that!!
I LOVE working with remotely sensed data and understanding what story they have to tell.
.....
You probably don’t know this little fact about me. it is that i am the only person who can make my mother loose her temper. I am ashamedly proud of that. My mother never raises her voice or gets properly cross. I do it all the time. Even on my own. With just my own company. You should just hear me go off at myself. I once made her so cross she threw a vacuum cleaner at me. The wheel fell off. I may have then laughed. I am SURE this did nothing to calm anyone’s temper.
I am not sure i am suppose to mention the vacuum cleaner incident. No i take that back. I KNOW i am not allowed to bring it up. Not like she ever reads this blog.
*pause*
So if you know my mum please don’t bring it up.
*nod*
I was thinking about this because i have been trying to figure out what skills i have that are unique and worthy. Apart from being the one person who can piss my mother off (without even really trying). Another skill is an ability to converse with shop keepers and people waiting in queues with me. Yeah i know. I can’t figure that one out either.
Why can’t i have some amazing and cool gift?
......
so i think i am going to make a list of things i like doing and find something new to do. See. Decision made. I am SURE things are going to be better now
*grin*
Friday, July 2, 2010
a bit of a ramble
Ever had guests that try your patience by using all the hot water, eat all your food and get up way, way too early in the morning? I have. They are just about one sleep away from leaving. I MISS them already! I know. It is soooo weird.
All the added people has meant that i have been relegated to my bedroom for some quiet. I have been watching a lot of DVD’s. Two reasons....kids tv today is terrible....and the new digital tv service is CRAP when it rains or snows. It is the middle of winter. You don’t have to be a genius to figure out how i am faring with that. The only saving grace is that most tv programs are terrible.
So i have been watching Stargate Atlantis (my FAVOURITE show). I was watching (mostly listening) to a commentary and it was talking about the B.L.U.’s. This stands for Blink Light Unit’s. They sit around and look like computers busy doing things. This got me thinking and remembering. In real life big and powerful computer systems do not have blinking lights. They are not necessary and besides lights require power and produce heat. A computer system does not need either. However people expect lots of blinking lights. It shows that something is going on.
You might think that it is just tv people messing with us. Not true. I have a story about an old department of mine and the near disastrous lack of blinking lights. They got a big, cool new computer system and decided to put a glass wall thing in so people could look at it. It takes a special type of person to want to look at boxes just sitting there with cords coming out of them.
Turns out that the people paying for the computer system (and the window thingy) are not those type of people. To solve the problem “things” were constructed to give the impression of blinking lights which indicated money well spent. They didn’t cost much money themselves (because that would have been really difficult to explain in a audit).but they did the trick.
Not that my old system admin needed the blinking lights to know when the computer was being used. It use to vibrate and make noises. Turns out if you have to sit with the thing day in, day out you kinda get a feeling for the machine. Apparently you could eventually figure out precisely who was using the machine to do what. Like, maybe, when i have stuff running!
I know. Some of us computer people are soooo geeky.
And yes. I AM the person that commentaries were invented for *grin*
bye *wave*
All the added people has meant that i have been relegated to my bedroom for some quiet. I have been watching a lot of DVD’s. Two reasons....kids tv today is terrible....and the new digital tv service is CRAP when it rains or snows. It is the middle of winter. You don’t have to be a genius to figure out how i am faring with that. The only saving grace is that most tv programs are terrible.
So i have been watching Stargate Atlantis (my FAVOURITE show). I was watching (mostly listening) to a commentary and it was talking about the B.L.U.’s. This stands for Blink Light Unit’s. They sit around and look like computers busy doing things. This got me thinking and remembering. In real life big and powerful computer systems do not have blinking lights. They are not necessary and besides lights require power and produce heat. A computer system does not need either. However people expect lots of blinking lights. It shows that something is going on.
You might think that it is just tv people messing with us. Not true. I have a story about an old department of mine and the near disastrous lack of blinking lights. They got a big, cool new computer system and decided to put a glass wall thing in so people could look at it. It takes a special type of person to want to look at boxes just sitting there with cords coming out of them.
Turns out that the people paying for the computer system (and the window thingy) are not those type of people. To solve the problem “things” were constructed to give the impression of blinking lights which indicated money well spent. They didn’t cost much money themselves (because that would have been really difficult to explain in a audit).but they did the trick.
Not that my old system admin needed the blinking lights to know when the computer was being used. It use to vibrate and make noises. Turns out if you have to sit with the thing day in, day out you kinda get a feeling for the machine. Apparently you could eventually figure out precisely who was using the machine to do what. Like, maybe, when i have stuff running!
I know. Some of us computer people are soooo geeky.
And yes. I AM the person that commentaries were invented for *grin*
bye *wave*
Thursday, June 24, 2010
another Thursday appears
I have nothing to say in today’s blog really. I know that might come as something of a shock. Considering how everything else i have written to date has been of vital importance and needed to be said.
Sorry. Just playin’ with ya.
I might actually be a bit upset because Mr Rudd is not my prime minister any more. I liked him. I liked that he worked so hard and was smart. I don’t think that is really what people want in a leader. They all want a Beeblebrox. Deep down. Someone able to make you feel good about things even when you know it is all going to hell. Not that i care that much but the news is full of the story. Starting to annoy now.
Also my dad has developed an obsession to a hand held poker playing game. Thing. A thing with lots of very annoying beeps. As he is half deaf (with the hearing aid that cost a fortune and he never wears to prove it) he can’t hear all the annoying beeps. I only bring it up cause he keeps coming out to keep me company as he plays it. It was getting on mum’s nerves.
I might very well explode soon.
On the plus side the “S” key of my laptop has spontaneously fixed itself. I have no idea why or how. All i know is that the stuff i have been writing has been a lot less stressful the last few days. YOU typing stuff with the “s” key gone!!!
Also i am now the proud owner of wireless broadband. I bit the bullet and went shopping last night. It turns out if i had gone to post office and bought it instead i would have got $100 free usage time with my purchase. This was told to me when i went to buy a recharge thingy by the lady at the counter this arvo. She actually looked smug and told me “well, you should have come here first”. Luckily they are still the nicest serving people. And i pay all my bills there. And buy a stamp sometimes.
I do like the speed though. It is not as good as the old uni access. Different days now though!
So, a mixed bag for the week. Also the broadband is going to help with my porn downloads.
I am going to leave it up to you to decide if i am joking.
On that bomb shell i shall leave you to your own thoughts....
PS...the blog site wants me to "revamp" my page. i might. if i get a few lonely minutes *grin*
Sorry. Just playin’ with ya.
I might actually be a bit upset because Mr Rudd is not my prime minister any more. I liked him. I liked that he worked so hard and was smart. I don’t think that is really what people want in a leader. They all want a Beeblebrox. Deep down. Someone able to make you feel good about things even when you know it is all going to hell. Not that i care that much but the news is full of the story. Starting to annoy now.
Also my dad has developed an obsession to a hand held poker playing game. Thing. A thing with lots of very annoying beeps. As he is half deaf (with the hearing aid that cost a fortune and he never wears to prove it) he can’t hear all the annoying beeps. I only bring it up cause he keeps coming out to keep me company as he plays it. It was getting on mum’s nerves.
I might very well explode soon.
On the plus side the “S” key of my laptop has spontaneously fixed itself. I have no idea why or how. All i know is that the stuff i have been writing has been a lot less stressful the last few days. YOU typing stuff with the “s” key gone!!!
Also i am now the proud owner of wireless broadband. I bit the bullet and went shopping last night. It turns out if i had gone to post office and bought it instead i would have got $100 free usage time with my purchase. This was told to me when i went to buy a recharge thingy by the lady at the counter this arvo. She actually looked smug and told me “well, you should have come here first”. Luckily they are still the nicest serving people. And i pay all my bills there. And buy a stamp sometimes.
I do like the speed though. It is not as good as the old uni access. Different days now though!
So, a mixed bag for the week. Also the broadband is going to help with my porn downloads.
I am going to leave it up to you to decide if i am joking.
On that bomb shell i shall leave you to your own thoughts....
PS...the blog site wants me to "revamp" my page. i might. if i get a few lonely minutes *grin*
Friday, June 18, 2010
Not enough fish?!
Not enough fish
Apparently
There is a big media thing at the moment that says we are eating all the fish and soon there wont be enough. I am not sure how to take this. I would like to know who i saying it and see their numbers. I had friends at uni who studied with the CSIRO and fisheries tas etc. Mostly squid people. I am not talking some weird hybrid people....rather scientists who studied squid. Squid are all kinds of awesome. *pause* That is so not the point. The point is that i had to listen to many talks about fish population, fish management, fish poaching etc.
I find it annoying that they say such things to Australians. I am SURE there are countries out there eating a LOT more fish on a daily basis than us (as a nation). It reminds me of the whole “don’t wear fir/leather” stuff. For two reasons:
1. Aside from the cruelty aspect i am not sure that it isn’t better to have one fir/leather coat and keep it for many years than buy synthetic coats every time fashion changes. I mean environmentally. Kinda. I am not sure on this cause there are plenty of nasty things used in fir/leather manufacture. And i really don’t want to wear dead animals myself. But does that make me just “precious” rather than an anti-cruelty person?
2. When i went to live in South Korea the people there ALL had fir/leather coats. They bought new ones every year. Considering the population difference i couldn’t help thinking that it was a waste of time telling the few people in Aussie land who even wanted to buy fir/leather coats to stop.
I usually wear wool (but now you have to find out the musling status). I do have leather shoes though....so animals still died. Some people don’t even want to wear wool cause the sheep are “kept”. If i knew that the synthetic materials were “clean and green” and could be recycled i wouldn’t worry so much. God i am worrier...cause now i am thinking about how if we all wore mass produced synthetic materials we would put master crafts men out work. And what if some disaster happened and none of the machines worked and we didn’t know how to even knit?
What to believe and when to do something? Sometimes it is hard to figure out logically. Like recycling plastics. I think the old system of glass bottles for milk was better. And you got it delivered to your door! Now you have to go to the shops and pay some one to come and take the rubbish away (and probably put in landfill).
Yeah. I WAS nearly hyperventilating. I must stop.
And to those that asked the “s” key is still stuck-ish. It is really annoying. *sigh* i am going to have to buy a keyboard for the thing now. Life is full of pain.
*grin*
Apparently
There is a big media thing at the moment that says we are eating all the fish and soon there wont be enough. I am not sure how to take this. I would like to know who i saying it and see their numbers. I had friends at uni who studied with the CSIRO and fisheries tas etc. Mostly squid people. I am not talking some weird hybrid people....rather scientists who studied squid. Squid are all kinds of awesome. *pause* That is so not the point. The point is that i had to listen to many talks about fish population, fish management, fish poaching etc.
I find it annoying that they say such things to Australians. I am SURE there are countries out there eating a LOT more fish on a daily basis than us (as a nation). It reminds me of the whole “don’t wear fir/leather” stuff. For two reasons:
1. Aside from the cruelty aspect i am not sure that it isn’t better to have one fir/leather coat and keep it for many years than buy synthetic coats every time fashion changes. I mean environmentally. Kinda. I am not sure on this cause there are plenty of nasty things used in fir/leather manufacture. And i really don’t want to wear dead animals myself. But does that make me just “precious” rather than an anti-cruelty person?
2. When i went to live in South Korea the people there ALL had fir/leather coats. They bought new ones every year. Considering the population difference i couldn’t help thinking that it was a waste of time telling the few people in Aussie land who even wanted to buy fir/leather coats to stop.
I usually wear wool (but now you have to find out the musling status). I do have leather shoes though....so animals still died. Some people don’t even want to wear wool cause the sheep are “kept”. If i knew that the synthetic materials were “clean and green” and could be recycled i wouldn’t worry so much. God i am worrier...cause now i am thinking about how if we all wore mass produced synthetic materials we would put master crafts men out work. And what if some disaster happened and none of the machines worked and we didn’t know how to even knit?
What to believe and when to do something? Sometimes it is hard to figure out logically. Like recycling plastics. I think the old system of glass bottles for milk was better. And you got it delivered to your door! Now you have to go to the shops and pay some one to come and take the rubbish away (and probably put in landfill).
Yeah. I WAS nearly hyperventilating. I must stop.
And to those that asked the “s” key is still stuck-ish. It is really annoying. *sigh* i am going to have to buy a keyboard for the thing now. Life is full of pain.
*grin*
Thursday, June 10, 2010
a blog about nothing much...it IS holidays!!!
Week two of my holidays and i am finally getting the hang of it. It involves a lot of lounging around in clothing that you would never been seen dead in and watching daytime. When i say clothes you wouldn’t be seen dead in i mean you, not me. I wear the bloomin’ things to the shops and all *grin*
I really, really don’t give a shit what people think of me these days. My da thinks this is the most likely reason i am still single. I still like to believe that i will find someone in spite of my flaws. I know it is foolishness. Seriously i have some ugly clothes. And Ugg boots. Now i come to think about it i could be a bogan girlfriend on my looks alone.
I have not been writing very much. It is winter and i am cold and my hands hurt a lot. Aside from those perfectly good excuses i am on HOLIDAY and i really do need a bit of a rest. Plus i got me an e-book reader. I am in love with it. It is a cheap one but i love lying around reading stuff on it. I had an optometrist opt. the other day and took it with me. I get now why they have been invented. You no longer have to talk to other people or read crappy, old magazines.
This morning i was showing Maree (12) a cut on my foot. Looking at it, then back to what she was doing she said to me “i feel your great loss and hope you will soon recover”. Cheeky little bugger. I like it.
Oh hang on. The “s” key on my laptop has gone stupid. This could be a problem. I swear it was not the key i spilt lemonade on. *pause* not that i had any drinks near my computer. Oh crap they’re on to me. i wonder how i’m gonna fix this? Well, i do have the rest of the week off so i guess that gives me something to do.
Running away now before my big mouth get me into more trouble.
oh. also this blog seems to not have been about anything....not that they are usually planned.
that sticky "s" key is actually going to be a problem.....
I really, really don’t give a shit what people think of me these days. My da thinks this is the most likely reason i am still single. I still like to believe that i will find someone in spite of my flaws. I know it is foolishness. Seriously i have some ugly clothes. And Ugg boots. Now i come to think about it i could be a bogan girlfriend on my looks alone.
I have not been writing very much. It is winter and i am cold and my hands hurt a lot. Aside from those perfectly good excuses i am on HOLIDAY and i really do need a bit of a rest. Plus i got me an e-book reader. I am in love with it. It is a cheap one but i love lying around reading stuff on it. I had an optometrist opt. the other day and took it with me. I get now why they have been invented. You no longer have to talk to other people or read crappy, old magazines.
This morning i was showing Maree (12) a cut on my foot. Looking at it, then back to what she was doing she said to me “i feel your great loss and hope you will soon recover”. Cheeky little bugger. I like it.
Oh hang on. The “s” key on my laptop has gone stupid. This could be a problem. I swear it was not the key i spilt lemonade on. *pause* not that i had any drinks near my computer. Oh crap they’re on to me. i wonder how i’m gonna fix this? Well, i do have the rest of the week off so i guess that gives me something to do.
Running away now before my big mouth get me into more trouble.
oh. also this blog seems to not have been about anything....not that they are usually planned.
that sticky "s" key is actually going to be a problem.....
Saturday, June 5, 2010
stuff and climate change, again.
Well i have had a good week of rest, writing and a lot of reading. I also, finally, got me an e-reader. I am most pleased. I spent all last night putting my favourite stuff on it. Then reading it for ten minutes in bed before falling asleep. It was great except for the crick neck i had when i woke up. That’s nothing really. Slept in worse places and gotten worse cricks.
Just watching Erin (2) try to entice the cat to play dollies with her. I think she is facing a losing battle there. I got distracted into building some Bratz doll stage thing when i walked through the lounge. She kept telling me i was doing it wrong. She is like 2 and couldn’t get any of it to work herself so i do think it was fair criticism. I have escaped now and so can write my blog.
I would like to say that i have been really busy this week and didn’t have time but that would be a lie. I just didn’t have anything to say. No, i take that back, i always have something to say. In this case my hands were so tired from writing i just couldn’t do it anymore. my fingers hurt!
Oh GOD...hang on...apparently the Kitty Cat is being a little recalcitrant. I will have to mount a rescue op.
...
I had a god writing week this week but nothing i can really share cause it wasn’t that kind of writing time. I was also inspired by an article this week in New Scientists (i like the mag, i like that it covers many fields, but even i will admit it is for the populace). It was about some islands NOT getting swamped by rising sea levels. I am NOT going to talk about that article as i know zero about islands and how they function. What i do have an opinion of is he misuse of the term “climate change”.
Now the climate changes all the time. It is what it does. The thing is that it mostly happens so slowly that it doesn’t really impact our daily lives on a scale we would recognise. I am not talking about the people who say “it use to rain more when i was a kid” etc. Human observation is not the best measuring device *grin*. You need data (which you have to explain in detail how you got) and an analysis methodology (which is even trickier to explain, most times). You also need a period of time great enough to remove natural variation so you can see any trends.
I am not a science educator. So i try never to explain my work unless i have to. I am just not that good at it. I am however a firm believer in the pursuit of science. I don’t like it when people get mean about the theories of other people though. Healthy debate is good. I just loath arguing for the sake of it. so i am not the best person sit through nor explain any science arguments!
Just remember that all theories are true for their creator. They might turn out to be mostly crap later but it all helps in acquiring a bigger picture. I had a prof who once said it was a pity that we didn’t have journals for publishing work that didn’t go anywhere, were a bit dodgy or proved something didn’t work. It would help others to not make the same mistakes or make suggest for improvement.
Anyway a cup of tea, a chocolate bickie and my e-reader await. *wave*
Just watching Erin (2) try to entice the cat to play dollies with her. I think she is facing a losing battle there. I got distracted into building some Bratz doll stage thing when i walked through the lounge. She kept telling me i was doing it wrong. She is like 2 and couldn’t get any of it to work herself so i do think it was fair criticism. I have escaped now and so can write my blog.
I would like to say that i have been really busy this week and didn’t have time but that would be a lie. I just didn’t have anything to say. No, i take that back, i always have something to say. In this case my hands were so tired from writing i just couldn’t do it anymore. my fingers hurt!
Oh GOD...hang on...apparently the Kitty Cat is being a little recalcitrant. I will have to mount a rescue op.
...
I had a god writing week this week but nothing i can really share cause it wasn’t that kind of writing time. I was also inspired by an article this week in New Scientists (i like the mag, i like that it covers many fields, but even i will admit it is for the populace). It was about some islands NOT getting swamped by rising sea levels. I am NOT going to talk about that article as i know zero about islands and how they function. What i do have an opinion of is he misuse of the term “climate change”.
Now the climate changes all the time. It is what it does. The thing is that it mostly happens so slowly that it doesn’t really impact our daily lives on a scale we would recognise. I am not talking about the people who say “it use to rain more when i was a kid” etc. Human observation is not the best measuring device *grin*. You need data (which you have to explain in detail how you got) and an analysis methodology (which is even trickier to explain, most times). You also need a period of time great enough to remove natural variation so you can see any trends.
I am not a science educator. So i try never to explain my work unless i have to. I am just not that good at it. I am however a firm believer in the pursuit of science. I don’t like it when people get mean about the theories of other people though. Healthy debate is good. I just loath arguing for the sake of it. so i am not the best person sit through nor explain any science arguments!
Just remember that all theories are true for their creator. They might turn out to be mostly crap later but it all helps in acquiring a bigger picture. I had a prof who once said it was a pity that we didn’t have journals for publishing work that didn’t go anywhere, were a bit dodgy or proved something didn’t work. It would help others to not make the same mistakes or make suggest for improvement.
Anyway a cup of tea, a chocolate bickie and my e-reader await. *wave*
Friday, May 28, 2010
an intersting week of stuff
There is only one thing really on my mind today. Eurovision. I lOVE it sooooo much. All that bad singing and dance numbers. The tackier the better for me. I have absolutely no appreciation for the finer things in life but i sure do love me some awfulness. The commentary is important too. My dad and i have the competition with each other. We try to work out the top 5 ourselves. Some years we get nil points. I do like it as a form of competition show because they don’t get them to speak or try to make me empathise with them in any way ,shape or form. Mind you i have to channel surf because Master Chef is on at the same time. I KNOW. Trust me. If i had more of a life i WOULD watch less tv.
On a more important note (for me anyway) i had a great week research wise. I have finally thought out my thesis chapters. I have worked out how to get rid of a lot of stuff that was just depressing me and add new stuff that was making me happy (to think about). More importantly i can finally see the story i want to tell. I know that people don’t often think of science able to be told as a “story” but i really needed mine to do that. I want people to read it so that even if they don’t understand the tech details or theory than can still get what i have to say.
I feel a great sense of relief. Might not come to anything but i feel good about it.
Can i also just say that i don’t like that art they keep projecting onto building. I know i am old fashioned. I just like galleries and museums. They are quite, interesting and full of stuff. I like them. We took the class on a field trip there on Tuesday. We saw dinosaurs, trains and the science exhibit. It was fun. I am going to go back and visit the planetarium next week.
I apparently studied astronomy at uni. I have NO MEMEMORY of it at all. I have no idea why i chose to forget it. I also have a minor in fine arts. This in itself is unusual because it was suppose to me in business, electronics etc. I managed to ok it with the art dept and get to do my minor with them. I was the only one. They kinda changed the rules after i got away with it *grin*. Not that it did me any good. i did have a really, really fun time though.
I also have something about that show Merlin. Yeah that one about the young Merlin and has Giles from Buffy as the king. You know. You have to have seen the adds! Not that i watch the show or anything like that. They main characters are too young and have turned Merlin into high school angst city. Sorry. That is not what i want to complain about. I want to complain about them naming that Troll that tried to get the king to marry him Katrina. I had enough trouble with them naming that hurricane the same. When you naming bad people just stop for a minute and think about how those of us with that name feel. Not that i have a problem with my naming be associated with evil. Just that she was an UGLY troll. Thanks.
And people wonder why i am sometimes in a bad mood.
Arses.
Any way my shows are on. Gotta go. *wave*
On a more important note (for me anyway) i had a great week research wise. I have finally thought out my thesis chapters. I have worked out how to get rid of a lot of stuff that was just depressing me and add new stuff that was making me happy (to think about). More importantly i can finally see the story i want to tell. I know that people don’t often think of science able to be told as a “story” but i really needed mine to do that. I want people to read it so that even if they don’t understand the tech details or theory than can still get what i have to say.
I feel a great sense of relief. Might not come to anything but i feel good about it.
Can i also just say that i don’t like that art they keep projecting onto building. I know i am old fashioned. I just like galleries and museums. They are quite, interesting and full of stuff. I like them. We took the class on a field trip there on Tuesday. We saw dinosaurs, trains and the science exhibit. It was fun. I am going to go back and visit the planetarium next week.
I apparently studied astronomy at uni. I have NO MEMEMORY of it at all. I have no idea why i chose to forget it. I also have a minor in fine arts. This in itself is unusual because it was suppose to me in business, electronics etc. I managed to ok it with the art dept and get to do my minor with them. I was the only one. They kinda changed the rules after i got away with it *grin*. Not that it did me any good. i did have a really, really fun time though.
I also have something about that show Merlin. Yeah that one about the young Merlin and has Giles from Buffy as the king. You know. You have to have seen the adds! Not that i watch the show or anything like that. They main characters are too young and have turned Merlin into high school angst city. Sorry. That is not what i want to complain about. I want to complain about them naming that Troll that tried to get the king to marry him Katrina. I had enough trouble with them naming that hurricane the same. When you naming bad people just stop for a minute and think about how those of us with that name feel. Not that i have a problem with my naming be associated with evil. Just that she was an UGLY troll. Thanks.
And people wonder why i am sometimes in a bad mood.
Arses.
Any way my shows are on. Gotta go. *wave*
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Who to have interesting conversations with...
They (as in people in general, most likely those who write into the newspapers) say that you can’t have a decent conversation with young people today. I say this is balderdash. Where i would normally use a swear word (because i like them, no other reason) to describe such sentiment i have been really, really trying to not. Apparently you only use swear words if your grasp of the English language is poor. It shows a lack of a proper education. I don’t agree with that all. I am one of the smartest people i know and i LOVE a good swear word. I like to think of it as plain speaking. As in, if something is shit why not just say “it is shit”?
Now, back to what i wanted to say. Some of the most scintillating and indeed interesting conversations have taken place with my niece, Maree (ages 11 ½). I started out about fishing. As so many great stories do. Yes. I am being sarcastic. Sorta. Anyway. She wanted to go to this fish spawning thing (i don’t care enough to ask anything about it or expand the explanation to what she told me about it. Live with it). What she didn’t want to do is kill the fish once it was caught. I did eventually tell her that her dad would do the killing but i said that at the end of the conversation (when we got to school).
BTW if this reads a bit disjointed there is a jolly good reason for that. I am downloading some mcshep fic stuff and am writing between each batch. I know it is not a good reason but i need to multi-task like other people need to breath. I would say sorry but i wouldn’t really mean it. It would just be lip service. OK. *small sigh*. Sorry.
After i had discovered about the not wanting to kill the fish (which i am ok with...i never liked killing the fish when i fished) i went on and on about kids needing to know EXACTLY where there food comes from. Probably a bit ranty to tell the truth. I know i went to far because when she started to say she was never eating any animal that could cry again i may have said “you do realise the vegetables scream too?”. No she didn’t believe me. lucky for me huh? *grin*
Then i talked about the food chain and that humans were at the top so we get to eat everything. I also said “you know, big fish eat little fish”. She replied that “we are not fish”. She had me there so then i had to talk about everything eating everything. We are agreed that sharks beat us (but only when we go into the ocean). Also, dinosaurs trump all...if there were really dinosaurs.
The BEST but was when we talked about monkeys. If they were better than us. Eventually it cam down to humans having the best weapons. Apart from the whole maybe the monkeys could put poison in the bananas thing (which went on for far, far too long and involved talk about how exactly monkeys would make the poison and distribute it). Maree’s final argument for the monkey case was pure Douglas Adams. That the monkey is better because he hasn’t invented so many killing things.
So if you ever find yourself with no one of note and/or common sense to talk to find someone like Maree. If can really cheer your day.
Hey. My downloads are done! Now i better upload this and be going on with the stuff i downloaded!
[ps...hope you’re feeling better Bear]
Who to have interesting conversations with...
They (as in people in general, most likely those who write into the newspapers) say that you can’t have a decent conversation with young people today. I say this is balderdash. Where i would normally use a swear word (because i like them, no other reason) to describe such sentiment i have been really, really trying to not. Apparently you only use swear words if your grasp of the English language is poor. It shows a lack of a proper education. I don’t agree with that all. I am one of the smartest people i know and i LOVE a good swear word. I like to think of it as plain speaking. As in, if something is shit why not just say “it is shit”?
Now, back to what i wanted to say. Some of the most scintillating and indeed interesting conversations have taken place with my niece, Maree (ages 11 ½). I started out about fishing. As so many great stories do. Yes. I am being sarcastic. Sorta. Anyway. She wanted to go to this fish spawning thing (i don’t care enough to ask anything about it or expand the explanation to what she told me about it. Live with it). What she didn’t want to do is kill the fish once it was caught. I did eventually tell her that her dad would do the killing but i said that at the end of the conversation (when we got to school).
BTW if this reads a bit disjointed there is a jolly good reason for that. I am downloading some mcshep fic stuff and am writing between each batch. I know it is not a good reason but i need to multi-task like other people need to breath. I would say sorry but i wouldn’t really mean it. It would just be lip service. OK. *small sigh*. Sorry.
After i had discovered about the not wanting to kill the fish (which i am ok with...i never liked killing the fish when i fished) i went on and on about kids needing to know EXACTLY where there food comes from. Probably a bit ranty to tell the truth. I know i went to far because when she started to say she was never eating any animal that could cry again i may have said “you do realise the vegetables scream too?”. No she didn’t believe me. lucky for me huh? *grin*
Then i talked about the food chain and that humans were at the top so we get to eat everything. I also said “you know, big fish eat little fish”. She replied that “we are not fish”. She had me there so then i had to talk about everything eating everything. We are agreed that sharks beat us (but only when we go into the ocean). Also, dinosaurs trump all...if there were really dinosaurs.
The BEST but was when we talked about monkeys. If they were better than us. Eventually it cam down to humans having the best weapons. Apart from the whole maybe the monkeys could put poison in the bananas thing (which went on for far, far too long and involved talk about how exactly monkeys would make the poison and distribute it). Maree’s final argument for the monkey case was pure Douglas Adams. That the monkey is better because he hasn’t invented so many killing things.
So if you ever find yourself with no one of note and/or common sense to talk to find someone like Maree. If can really cheer your day.
Hey. My downloads are done! Now i better upload this and be going on with the stuff i downloaded!
[ps...hope you’re feeling better Bear]
Now, back to what i wanted to say. Some of the most scintillating and indeed interesting conversations have taken place with my niece, Maree (ages 11 ½). I started out about fishing. As so many great stories do. Yes. I am being sarcastic. Sorta. Anyway. She wanted to go to this fish spawning thing (i don’t care enough to ask anything about it or expand the explanation to what she told me about it. Live with it). What she didn’t want to do is kill the fish once it was caught. I did eventually tell her that her dad would do the killing but i said that at the end of the conversation (when we got to school).
BTW if this reads a bit disjointed there is a jolly good reason for that. I am downloading some mcshep fic stuff and am writing between each batch. I know it is not a good reason but i need to multi-task like other people need to breath. I would say sorry but i wouldn’t really mean it. It would just be lip service. OK. *small sigh*. Sorry.
After i had discovered about the not wanting to kill the fish (which i am ok with...i never liked killing the fish when i fished) i went on and on about kids needing to know EXACTLY where there food comes from. Probably a bit ranty to tell the truth. I know i went to far because when she started to say she was never eating any animal that could cry again i may have said “you do realise the vegetables scream too?”. No she didn’t believe me. lucky for me huh? *grin*
Then i talked about the food chain and that humans were at the top so we get to eat everything. I also said “you know, big fish eat little fish”. She replied that “we are not fish”. She had me there so then i had to talk about everything eating everything. We are agreed that sharks beat us (but only when we go into the ocean). Also, dinosaurs trump all...if there were really dinosaurs.
The BEST but was when we talked about monkeys. If they were better than us. Eventually it cam down to humans having the best weapons. Apart from the whole maybe the monkeys could put poison in the bananas thing (which went on for far, far too long and involved talk about how exactly monkeys would make the poison and distribute it). Maree’s final argument for the monkey case was pure Douglas Adams. That the monkey is better because he hasn’t invented so many killing things.
So if you ever find yourself with no one of note and/or common sense to talk to find someone like Maree. If can really cheer your day.
Hey. My downloads are done! Now i better upload this and be going on with the stuff i downloaded!
[ps...hope you’re feeling better Bear]
Thursday, May 13, 2010
talking about tv (what i am watching)
First off i just want to say how awesome i would be on Who wants to be a Millionaire.
Watching the show i get most of the questions right. That is because my memory is full of crap.
I usually watch it when Maree (11) sleeps over. She thinks i am an amazing well of knowledge. I did have a bit of a problem this evening though. The question was something about what kind of animal can be in a room with you and still be ignored. The answer was an elephant. You try explaining what the phrase “elephant in the room” to an 11yr old using practical examples. It didn’t go well.
There are two reasons i would never actually be on a tv show like who wants to be a millionaire
1. I hate being photographed, filmed or questioned. I hate public speaking. Being on tv would be my worst nightmare
2. I would get the question about cricket....or some other topic i happily never want to know about. Ever.
So it is really annoying that i get so many questions correct. Some how i will just have to get over it.
Talking about tv. My fav program at the moment is Master Chef. I adore it. I also can’t help feeling that it is rigged. Things happen that i can’t believe. I am not just talking about the fact that people make sorbet and even though it is a tv program recorded under lights and it is never served right away, it is NEVER melted.
There was actually a “to do” about it during the week because it was quite evident that a dish prepared earlier looked nothing like the one presented to the judging panel. The thing is that there is no such thing as ”reality tv”. The term should be “reality based tv” or documentary. But then all tv shows are produced and create with an end in mind. To inform, entertain or most likely to sell us things.
None of that is going to stop me watching. When i say watching i mean have on in the background while i read, write or do something else. Occasionally something will be interesting enough to make me actually watch it. Doesn’t happen enough. I mostly watch DVDs of tv shows or shows ripped from the internet.
Don’t even get me started on the hell that is digital television reception though. If it rains or snows on the mountain i get hardly any tv channels.....and my hair dryer causes all sorts of probs. Analog tv might look terrible most of the time but at least you can kinda see what is going on even with a crappy picture! This is after i bought a new digital tv (which my dvd player cause interference eith *sigh*).
I guess you can tell what my OCD tendencies are being wasted on. I like to think it stops me from working too hard. Yeah. I know. Totally not true.
Watching the show i get most of the questions right. That is because my memory is full of crap.
I usually watch it when Maree (11) sleeps over. She thinks i am an amazing well of knowledge. I did have a bit of a problem this evening though. The question was something about what kind of animal can be in a room with you and still be ignored. The answer was an elephant. You try explaining what the phrase “elephant in the room” to an 11yr old using practical examples. It didn’t go well.
There are two reasons i would never actually be on a tv show like who wants to be a millionaire
1. I hate being photographed, filmed or questioned. I hate public speaking. Being on tv would be my worst nightmare
2. I would get the question about cricket....or some other topic i happily never want to know about. Ever.
So it is really annoying that i get so many questions correct. Some how i will just have to get over it.
Talking about tv. My fav program at the moment is Master Chef. I adore it. I also can’t help feeling that it is rigged. Things happen that i can’t believe. I am not just talking about the fact that people make sorbet and even though it is a tv program recorded under lights and it is never served right away, it is NEVER melted.
There was actually a “to do” about it during the week because it was quite evident that a dish prepared earlier looked nothing like the one presented to the judging panel. The thing is that there is no such thing as ”reality tv”. The term should be “reality based tv” or documentary. But then all tv shows are produced and create with an end in mind. To inform, entertain or most likely to sell us things.
None of that is going to stop me watching. When i say watching i mean have on in the background while i read, write or do something else. Occasionally something will be interesting enough to make me actually watch it. Doesn’t happen enough. I mostly watch DVDs of tv shows or shows ripped from the internet.
Don’t even get me started on the hell that is digital television reception though. If it rains or snows on the mountain i get hardly any tv channels.....and my hair dryer causes all sorts of probs. Analog tv might look terrible most of the time but at least you can kinda see what is going on even with a crappy picture! This is after i bought a new digital tv (which my dvd player cause interference eith *sigh*).
I guess you can tell what my OCD tendencies are being wasted on. I like to think it stops me from working too hard. Yeah. I know. Totally not true.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
do not blog while sleepy. or stupid angry.
I am glad i didn't blog this morning. i was soooo mad. Actually i didn't sleep that cause i was mad. So mad that i was actually thinking (at 3 in the morning) of getting out of bed and writing my blog. I think sleepy blogging would have been even worse than drunk blogging. I am not just talking about spelling errors!
Late at night when i can't sleep all my deepest, darkest thoughts seem more real. Probably doesn't happen to other people. Sane people. The ones who are asleep. I wasn't even awake worrying about me to start with. I was angry at other people. Bank people. Money people. People who are screwing over some nice people just to make a buck.
That is why i was saying earlier on twitter that some people never seem to get their karma evened out. They seem to get too much nice stuff in their lives for doing very little that one would associate with good karma. I just isn't fair. Well i guess life never is *sigh*.
So after that i started to think about all the ways i had screwed my OWN life up. Which decisions that seemed harmless at the time actually weren't. i HATE night time thinking. Makes make wish i still drank.
I just want to say two things: (1) i am completely self centered and (2) i love Douglas Adams (still).
I say this because all that worry about another person only seemed to make me worry more about myself. I think this is just wrong. I huge character flaw if you like. Also i was thinking about the HHGTTG quote that goes along the line of people always talking because if they stop their brain will start working. I think this is right. I think it can also be extended to me by including the type of thinking. If i don't stop thinking about complete rubbish then i would have to start thinking about important things.
There is only so much "important things" thinking i can do. Call me shallow. I just have worked so long and hard (up until now, obviously) that i am not sure that i give a shit any more.
....also why i have taken to watching master chef. religiously. i know all the people and their names and everything. it is quote sad.
sooooo glad i didn't blog before. i was also quote upset about the whole Apple thing. There have been enough rants about that so i didn't bother with my 2 cents. I just wrote this instead
*grin*
so much more worthwhile.
i kill me. honestly. i do.
Late at night when i can't sleep all my deepest, darkest thoughts seem more real. Probably doesn't happen to other people. Sane people. The ones who are asleep. I wasn't even awake worrying about me to start with. I was angry at other people. Bank people. Money people. People who are screwing over some nice people just to make a buck.
That is why i was saying earlier on twitter that some people never seem to get their karma evened out. They seem to get too much nice stuff in their lives for doing very little that one would associate with good karma. I just isn't fair. Well i guess life never is *sigh*.
So after that i started to think about all the ways i had screwed my OWN life up. Which decisions that seemed harmless at the time actually weren't. i HATE night time thinking. Makes make wish i still drank.
I just want to say two things: (1) i am completely self centered and (2) i love Douglas Adams (still).
I say this because all that worry about another person only seemed to make me worry more about myself. I think this is just wrong. I huge character flaw if you like. Also i was thinking about the HHGTTG quote that goes along the line of people always talking because if they stop their brain will start working. I think this is right. I think it can also be extended to me by including the type of thinking. If i don't stop thinking about complete rubbish then i would have to start thinking about important things.
There is only so much "important things" thinking i can do. Call me shallow. I just have worked so long and hard (up until now, obviously) that i am not sure that i give a shit any more.
....also why i have taken to watching master chef. religiously. i know all the people and their names and everything. it is quote sad.
sooooo glad i didn't blog before. i was also quote upset about the whole Apple thing. There have been enough rants about that so i didn't bother with my 2 cents. I just wrote this instead
*grin*
so much more worthwhile.
i kill me. honestly. i do.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I knew the internet before it was called that ...
I knew the internet before it was called that. That is what i say to the kids. I think i feel like my nanna use to when i would talk to her about microwave ovens (both what they are for and how they work). Except i am not that old. Well time is relative. Just i can’t help feeling that i have gotten use to things being “part of everyday life” that i never even imagined would even exist.
When i first went to Uni we had this thing called Usenet (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usenet) and Email. It was awesome. I Still talk to some people i met (on the other side of the world) from all they way back then. Infact Usenet and Email were all i ever needed. I loved downloading stuff from monty python and talking to geeks like me on the other side of the world. Sure the conversations probably weren’t that interesting but they were with PEOPLE ON THE OTHERSIDE OF THE WORLD. I do live on a small island at the arse end of the world so it meant a lot.
In fact when i was a third year student i helped build my own multi-talk. Text based. That’s right. You called have a window open and chat “instantly” with people from anywhere. It use to randomly crash the university computer system. But that wasn’t the only time i did that. No sir. Many a time that happened. Well, it was all so new.
The biggest problem i think i caused was when i forgot to log out one day and the “boys” posted a personals Add for me. Imagine back then that there were not many actual girls online. And people didn’t lie yet about being a hot, young chick when they were in fact a fat, old guy living in his mother’s basement. I did actually meet some nice people that way. I sooooo wouldn’t do that now.
Needless to say i became know to the SysAdmin. Nice bloke. Got my first job when i did a little hacking to get me some email access. No joke. Probably get chucked out of Uni now!!
What bought all this nostalgia on? Well it was an article that was drawn to my attention via twitter. About the fact that they are going to stop making disks ( http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2363108,00.asp )
It just bought home how much has changed and how quickly.
I found this cool site for nostalgic computer nerds. Museum of old computers: http://www.old-computers.com/MUSEUM It cheered me up. My first computer was an Acorn BBC’s (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BBC_Micro).
Go i am going to have to stop.
When i first went to Uni we had this thing called Usenet (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usenet) and Email. It was awesome. I Still talk to some people i met (on the other side of the world) from all they way back then. Infact Usenet and Email were all i ever needed. I loved downloading stuff from monty python and talking to geeks like me on the other side of the world. Sure the conversations probably weren’t that interesting but they were with PEOPLE ON THE OTHERSIDE OF THE WORLD. I do live on a small island at the arse end of the world so it meant a lot.
In fact when i was a third year student i helped build my own multi-talk. Text based. That’s right. You called have a window open and chat “instantly” with people from anywhere. It use to randomly crash the university computer system. But that wasn’t the only time i did that. No sir. Many a time that happened. Well, it was all so new.
The biggest problem i think i caused was when i forgot to log out one day and the “boys” posted a personals Add for me. Imagine back then that there were not many actual girls online. And people didn’t lie yet about being a hot, young chick when they were in fact a fat, old guy living in his mother’s basement. I did actually meet some nice people that way. I sooooo wouldn’t do that now.
Needless to say i became know to the SysAdmin. Nice bloke. Got my first job when i did a little hacking to get me some email access. No joke. Probably get chucked out of Uni now!!
What bought all this nostalgia on? Well it was an article that was drawn to my attention via twitter. About the fact that they are going to stop making disks ( http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2363108,00.asp )
It just bought home how much has changed and how quickly.
I found this cool site for nostalgic computer nerds. Museum of old computers: http://www.old-computers.com/MUSEUM It cheered me up. My first computer was an Acorn BBC’s (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BBC_Micro).
Go i am going to have to stop.
Friday, April 23, 2010
lack of sleep
back to having little sleep again. Those who know me before i got sick will know that i only use to have 4 hours of sleep a night. Then all the illness and drugs made me sleep. lately I have started to sit up working again. Not this week. It is all the bloomin' thunderstorms!! I love them just not right over my house. No matter how tired you are you have to wake up.
A little confused because i am not working this morning (but going to a PL this arvo instead) so i decided to watch a breakfast tv show. They are all dressed in an "80's" style. I have no idea why. The sports guy is dressed like a cop from chips. He looks excellent. Just a little bit odd. Oh it is Spandau Ballet "in the studio" day. They are not in period costume. I did not look good in the eighties. Really bad perm if i remember correctly. Turns out they have a new album. Sounds very 80's but nice. The thing is that don't we already have enough 80's music? I loved Wet Wet Wet.
*sigh*
Glad i tuned in though cause they are about to have an interview with Alex O'Loughlin (actor). The one from Moonlight. Yes i know it didn't go well. In fact it has terrible production values and stories and got cancelled but he is still hot as. I feel like a thirteen year old again lately. thank god i haven't felt like putting posters on my wall. again. When i did have posters on my wall they were of things like Lord of he Rings NOT boys. Says a lot about me *grin*
Volcano. Yes i have something to say about that too. Seriously it is just something that happens on this planet. Just not really where a lot of western people live. Lots of other people live in the shadow of a volcano. They don't get suddenly inconvenienced with no air travel cause they are running for their lives! No. Not really. But still it was a bit of an over reaction. I thin people these days have gotten use to doing what they want, when they want. Poor impulse control on a large scale.
I find it quite lovely that the unexpected can still happen.
Better go finish reading my twitter stuff. Oh WOW a saxophone solo! Haven't heard on of those since....the 80's.....I think i did have a Spandau Ballet poster....mayeb...i think claire did too...
A little confused because i am not working this morning (but going to a PL this arvo instead) so i decided to watch a breakfast tv show. They are all dressed in an "80's" style. I have no idea why. The sports guy is dressed like a cop from chips. He looks excellent. Just a little bit odd. Oh it is Spandau Ballet "in the studio" day. They are not in period costume. I did not look good in the eighties. Really bad perm if i remember correctly. Turns out they have a new album. Sounds very 80's but nice. The thing is that don't we already have enough 80's music? I loved Wet Wet Wet.
*sigh*
Glad i tuned in though cause they are about to have an interview with Alex O'Loughlin (actor). The one from Moonlight. Yes i know it didn't go well. In fact it has terrible production values and stories and got cancelled but he is still hot as. I feel like a thirteen year old again lately. thank god i haven't felt like putting posters on my wall. again. When i did have posters on my wall they were of things like Lord of he Rings NOT boys. Says a lot about me *grin*
Volcano. Yes i have something to say about that too. Seriously it is just something that happens on this planet. Just not really where a lot of western people live. Lots of other people live in the shadow of a volcano. They don't get suddenly inconvenienced with no air travel cause they are running for their lives! No. Not really. But still it was a bit of an over reaction. I thin people these days have gotten use to doing what they want, when they want. Poor impulse control on a large scale.
I find it quite lovely that the unexpected can still happen.
Better go finish reading my twitter stuff. Oh WOW a saxophone solo! Haven't heard on of those since....the 80's.....I think i did have a Spandau Ballet poster....mayeb...i think claire did too...
Saturday, April 17, 2010
a blog about what i didn't do.
I have no idea about a blog this week. I really, really don’t have the energy. The weather is turning, I have been back at work (so tired) and i have not being doing any writing or research. It is a bit shameful. Alright. A lot shameful. I would in fact be ashamed if I wasn’t so tired. And could be arsed.
I am feeling a lot better thanks to Kath and Brenda ringing me up and inviting me to have lunch. Sure, i ended up not getting anything to eat or drink but i loved the company. I miss you both. What was a bit weird was that they think i look different. I don’t think that i do. Even if i did look different i am the same person on the inside. If it is one thing that being ill has taught me is that people treat you differently depending on what you look like. Real friends don’t.
They did get me talking about my heady days at sea. I do miss the physical aspect of research. A lot. Probably in direct proportion to how much i dislike writing. If only i could do the former and not the latter. Life is so unfair.
*grin*
I know it is all relative. I have an easy life. Wanting anything more is most likely selfish. I am sure it is now that i come to think about it. I am a selfish person. That is why i bought myself some jewellery this arvo. I feel bad about wasting money. Good about owning something pretty.
I have two other things to say. Firstly, I am annoyed that i am going to have longer to wait to get and iPad (which feel really guilty about wanting but i still want one passionately). I might end up buying a kindle or something in a fit of pique.
Secondly. I love that a volcano in Iceland is causing trouble globally. Not for the individuals involved. Not at all. I am not a big meany. I am just glad that people who think they live separate from nature are getting a sample of what a global environmental disaster would do. Just a small, inconvenient disaster. And how quickly it can happen. How i am right to worry all the time!!
As i have said before i don’t see earthquakes etc. as an act of God. Rather the planet behaving as it is want. I don’t think it even knows that we are here. If it did, i am not sure that its actions wouldn’t be warranted.
Don’t mind me. I am just in a mood. I put it down to not enough people to argue with. When i say argue i mean healthy debate. Not whose turn it is to do the dishes. I have plenty of those.
Oh yeah i also have another thing annoying me today: Why do people insist on putting bananas in a plastic bag...they already have a sealed cover against germs.
That’s it. Have a lovely week. Hope you achieve something.
I am feeling a lot better thanks to Kath and Brenda ringing me up and inviting me to have lunch. Sure, i ended up not getting anything to eat or drink but i loved the company. I miss you both. What was a bit weird was that they think i look different. I don’t think that i do. Even if i did look different i am the same person on the inside. If it is one thing that being ill has taught me is that people treat you differently depending on what you look like. Real friends don’t.
They did get me talking about my heady days at sea. I do miss the physical aspect of research. A lot. Probably in direct proportion to how much i dislike writing. If only i could do the former and not the latter. Life is so unfair.
*grin*
I know it is all relative. I have an easy life. Wanting anything more is most likely selfish. I am sure it is now that i come to think about it. I am a selfish person. That is why i bought myself some jewellery this arvo. I feel bad about wasting money. Good about owning something pretty.
I have two other things to say. Firstly, I am annoyed that i am going to have longer to wait to get and iPad (which feel really guilty about wanting but i still want one passionately). I might end up buying a kindle or something in a fit of pique.
Secondly. I love that a volcano in Iceland is causing trouble globally. Not for the individuals involved. Not at all. I am not a big meany. I am just glad that people who think they live separate from nature are getting a sample of what a global environmental disaster would do. Just a small, inconvenient disaster. And how quickly it can happen. How i am right to worry all the time!!
As i have said before i don’t see earthquakes etc. as an act of God. Rather the planet behaving as it is want. I don’t think it even knows that we are here. If it did, i am not sure that its actions wouldn’t be warranted.
Don’t mind me. I am just in a mood. I put it down to not enough people to argue with. When i say argue i mean healthy debate. Not whose turn it is to do the dishes. I have plenty of those.
Oh yeah i also have another thing annoying me today: Why do people insist on putting bananas in a plastic bag...they already have a sealed cover against germs.
That’s it. Have a lovely week. Hope you achieve something.
Friday, April 9, 2010
a lot to say for someone with nothing to say...
I have no idea what to write for a blog this week. I have been on “holiday” for the week and like other people i have holidays it does not leave me rested and refreshed. Just more worried. Than usual. My mind doesn’t like to switch off. I don’t think it can actually. So with all this rest time i have been relatively inactive. This just leaves me with flesh that is unwilling but a mind that is up for anything. Annoying is what it is.
I have been reading and writing. Occasionally doing some housework things. Spying on the neighbours. *pause*. When i say spying i mean gazing out the window to try and figure out what the hell they are doing now to impact on my “calm”. They are the noisiest people i know. Always doing something to their houses, yards, each other etc.
Yesterday was cool though. My sister made me go with her (and her kids) to the weather office (bom). She is having this “disagreement” with the insurance agency over what constitutes a “storm”. We were there an hour or more. The Meteorologist even turned on the tornado machine for the kids. I don’t think they get many 2 year olds visiting. It was more fun than it should have been. Once again proving that i am a nerd.
Sorry...got distracted by a call from mark (*wave* high mark) to tell me all about the new DrWho (ep and character) that he just watched. I am a little jealous. I have to wait a little longer. At least i don’t have duty rosters to create. I can safely say that they are something my future does not hold. Honestly. Can you imagine me in charge? Of anything at all??
*laugh*
Now i am properly cheered up.
Even the sound of the dog next door howling is no longer shitting me off. The dog howls when every they leave the house. A security issue i would have thought yet they seem ok with it. Of course they are never home when the dog howls. For hours on end.
I better get back to reading, writing, plotting and avoiding. Such a busy girl i am. For a certain definition of busy of course. All things are relative.
Mark rang back (*wave* again) and said that the new Dr is alright. And we had a lovely discuss about our favourite companions (Sarah Jane and Martha for me). My niece (maree, 12) did ask me the other day why the Dr had so many female clothes...and were all his companions female....awkward.
Now that all is right with the world i can have some dinner and maybe write something that i don’t have to automatically trash upon re-reading it later. You never know. It just might happen. This time.
I have been reading and writing. Occasionally doing some housework things. Spying on the neighbours. *pause*. When i say spying i mean gazing out the window to try and figure out what the hell they are doing now to impact on my “calm”. They are the noisiest people i know. Always doing something to their houses, yards, each other etc.
Yesterday was cool though. My sister made me go with her (and her kids) to the weather office (bom). She is having this “disagreement” with the insurance agency over what constitutes a “storm”. We were there an hour or more. The Meteorologist even turned on the tornado machine for the kids. I don’t think they get many 2 year olds visiting. It was more fun than it should have been. Once again proving that i am a nerd.
Sorry...got distracted by a call from mark (*wave* high mark) to tell me all about the new DrWho (ep and character) that he just watched. I am a little jealous. I have to wait a little longer. At least i don’t have duty rosters to create. I can safely say that they are something my future does not hold. Honestly. Can you imagine me in charge? Of anything at all??
*laugh*
Now i am properly cheered up.
Even the sound of the dog next door howling is no longer shitting me off. The dog howls when every they leave the house. A security issue i would have thought yet they seem ok with it. Of course they are never home when the dog howls. For hours on end.
I better get back to reading, writing, plotting and avoiding. Such a busy girl i am. For a certain definition of busy of course. All things are relative.
Mark rang back (*wave* again) and said that the new Dr is alright. And we had a lovely discuss about our favourite companions (Sarah Jane and Martha for me). My niece (maree, 12) did ask me the other day why the Dr had so many female clothes...and were all his companions female....awkward.
Now that all is right with the world i can have some dinner and maybe write something that i don’t have to automatically trash upon re-reading it later. You never know. It just might happen. This time.
Friday, April 2, 2010
easter wishes blog
I know. I know. A bit late for this week’s blog. In my defence i have been really tired. And i have a hand pain thingy. Seriously. I am not at all sure that i should even be writing this because i may be a little bit cross. I know what i am going to write about today. It is just that i happen to think that even if you aren’t religious or anything it is only polite to respect other people who might be. I think this particularly applies to Good Friday. A day of rest and quiet contemplation (OK so the kids don’t think the latter applies to them...but it is the general idea i am going for). What it doesn't need to add to all its glory is a neighbour who decides that it is the perfect morning to building and F-ing fence. This is the same one who has spent WEEKS doing up his front yard. It looks very nice. I watch the tellie and those home reno shows do yards in like a weekend. There is no way that it should have taken so long. I am only bitter ‘cause they seemed to wait until i got home from work to start up all the heavy machinery. The thing is he is a nice man. Just an utter, utter bastard.
*deep breath*
I know i have a blog to write. Today sometime would be nice i guess. It was going to be about suits. How much i hate them, feel threatened by them and don’t own one. But that man keeps cutting timber. And there should be a rule about blogging when cross. i KNOW there is one about not doing it when your drunk.
*thinking of clear blue skies*
Really. I don’t like suits. I usually can’t get beyond the suit and see the person inside. My bad. This comes about because as i was leaving the house last night my neighbour (yes the same one) had a visitor in a suit. A very snazzy suit. The young man had one of those messy, very trendy haircuts as well. A stupid car though so it proves all the money in the world can’t buy taste. In this neighbourhood it is students, blue collar, families etc. Not trendy people. So that means he must be “real estate”. Just deductive reasoning. Now i am NOT letting the neighbour back into this story. I am going to be firm about that.
So the only people i actually see in suits (unless i go into the city) are people that i have no interaction with. This is the way i like it. It is one of the reasons i went into scientific programming (which has very little money or even prestige) instead of doing the proper thing (which would have involved lots of money and possibly more sex) and went into business. Seriously suit people freak me out.
I don’t mean the type of suit someone might wear to a funeral, wedding etc. That is fine. I mean i cant live in the type of world of people who have to wear suit and look professional every day. I think his helps explain a lot about my life choices.
Me? What do i like to wear? I wear clothes from hiking shops or jeans most days. I have some nice designer clothes but NOTHING that looks even remotely trendy or business like. It was a life plan (that and never being in debt). I am glad i stuck to it. I Never could figure out how to stay un-wrinkled all day. It must be some kind of gift that those people who wear suits every day know.
Have a nice Easter break people. Get some rest. Eat chocolate. Be happy.
*deep breath*
I know i have a blog to write. Today sometime would be nice i guess. It was going to be about suits. How much i hate them, feel threatened by them and don’t own one. But that man keeps cutting timber. And there should be a rule about blogging when cross. i KNOW there is one about not doing it when your drunk.
*thinking of clear blue skies*
Really. I don’t like suits. I usually can’t get beyond the suit and see the person inside. My bad. This comes about because as i was leaving the house last night my neighbour (yes the same one) had a visitor in a suit. A very snazzy suit. The young man had one of those messy, very trendy haircuts as well. A stupid car though so it proves all the money in the world can’t buy taste. In this neighbourhood it is students, blue collar, families etc. Not trendy people. So that means he must be “real estate”. Just deductive reasoning. Now i am NOT letting the neighbour back into this story. I am going to be firm about that.
So the only people i actually see in suits (unless i go into the city) are people that i have no interaction with. This is the way i like it. It is one of the reasons i went into scientific programming (which has very little money or even prestige) instead of doing the proper thing (which would have involved lots of money and possibly more sex) and went into business. Seriously suit people freak me out.
I don’t mean the type of suit someone might wear to a funeral, wedding etc. That is fine. I mean i cant live in the type of world of people who have to wear suit and look professional every day. I think his helps explain a lot about my life choices.
Me? What do i like to wear? I wear clothes from hiking shops or jeans most days. I have some nice designer clothes but NOTHING that looks even remotely trendy or business like. It was a life plan (that and never being in debt). I am glad i stuck to it. I Never could figure out how to stay un-wrinkled all day. It must be some kind of gift that those people who wear suits every day know.
Have a nice Easter break people. Get some rest. Eat chocolate. Be happy.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
writing a blog while sick in bed...
Today i did one of the most sensible things i have done in a long time. I started to feel unwell yesterday and am having today off. A sick day. Without waiting until i am at deaths door (which usually means i fall over when i try to walk). I feel bad for missing work but better about the fact that i am looking after myself. So sick day. I tried sleeping but the neighbour’s dog keeps howling so i am up and having some brunch (too close to lunch to be breakfast...) and doing some washing and emails. Stuff.
Means i have time to think about the blog for this week. I already know what i want to talk about today. I was thinking about it and now two other people have been talking to me about the same topic. Mid life crisis. I think the term itself sucks because even though i admit i am older now i really don’t fit into the mould of someone my age and with my qualifications.
I have to decide what i want to do. i have three options:
1. Stay as i am right now
2. Get a PhD and see where that leads me
3. Try for something new
I should do number two, am comfortable (and grateful) do be happy if i stuck with number one. What i really want is to go with option three. I have done it three times already. Find something new (and completely different) and make that my life. Having been so ill it makes sense to go with number three (isn’t that what you do when life gives you a second chance?) but i just don’t know if i have the energy to start all over again. Again.
If i were to start over i have been thinking:
· Teach (maybe at university/tafe level)
· Study remote sensing archaeology
· Enrol at art school
· Learn to write
· Get married and have children
· go into the desert and watch the stars.
These are just a few things. New things i would maybe like to try. Maybe not. They are just dreams. The thing is that a lot of my dreams have come true. When i put the effort in. When i start thinking about them seriously instead of just wishing. Wishing is a waste of time.
I would also love to travel. And i really did like field work. I like being around smart people doing things. I like talking. See i just don’t know. I can only say to myself “leave it a bit longer until you get your health back fully” before the time to do anything leaves me. I think.
Usually in my life things just happen. Some weird and wonderful things have happened to be sure. Just now i think i have to start making them happen myself. Or at least start small: learn to drive a car; maybe make a relationship work this time. That kind of thing. The kind of things other people seem to do with no effort at all which i can’t get my head around.
See this is what happens when i get sick. I get all maudlin. If i could taste anything at this point i would go find my secret chocolate stash.
Means i have time to think about the blog for this week. I already know what i want to talk about today. I was thinking about it and now two other people have been talking to me about the same topic. Mid life crisis. I think the term itself sucks because even though i admit i am older now i really don’t fit into the mould of someone my age and with my qualifications.
I have to decide what i want to do. i have three options:
1. Stay as i am right now
2. Get a PhD and see where that leads me
3. Try for something new
I should do number two, am comfortable (and grateful) do be happy if i stuck with number one. What i really want is to go with option three. I have done it three times already. Find something new (and completely different) and make that my life. Having been so ill it makes sense to go with number three (isn’t that what you do when life gives you a second chance?) but i just don’t know if i have the energy to start all over again. Again.
If i were to start over i have been thinking:
· Teach (maybe at university/tafe level)
· Study remote sensing archaeology
· Enrol at art school
· Learn to write
· Get married and have children
· go into the desert and watch the stars.
These are just a few things. New things i would maybe like to try. Maybe not. They are just dreams. The thing is that a lot of my dreams have come true. When i put the effort in. When i start thinking about them seriously instead of just wishing. Wishing is a waste of time.
I would also love to travel. And i really did like field work. I like being around smart people doing things. I like talking. See i just don’t know. I can only say to myself “leave it a bit longer until you get your health back fully” before the time to do anything leaves me. I think.
Usually in my life things just happen. Some weird and wonderful things have happened to be sure. Just now i think i have to start making them happen myself. Or at least start small: learn to drive a car; maybe make a relationship work this time. That kind of thing. The kind of things other people seem to do with no effort at all which i can’t get my head around.
See this is what happens when i get sick. I get all maudlin. If i could taste anything at this point i would go find my secret chocolate stash.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
geek and lost scientists
I am a geek. Not exactly proud of it. Well, i just don’t like labels. But i must be:
Have a mini light sabre on my key chain
Just bought a new Spok toy (with detachable hand). It is not a doll. In any form. I didn’t have dolls when i was young enough to have dolls. Ok so i had one barbie doll but in all honesty i use to spend most of my time designing her house. And my sister broke her arm off. Then she cut all the hair off. She never even got in trouble. Bastard.
And i most recently cried when i was watching the Dr Who Ep “End of time”. Where he died. You know the one. Where the time lords had made the master insane....and the dr didn’t want to die. It was just so sad. *sniff*
Plus i like McShep fanfic. That can’t be healthy.
My first degree was a computer one.
Oh yeah. And a quick perusal of my DVD collection shows a lot of scifi. A lot. A scary amount. God, that must have cost me small fortune.
So anyway. Geek. And trying to do science stuff. My wonder i never get laid.
*sigh*
What i wanted to say today is that the great Dr Ian Allison is retiring. They even put it on the tellie (http://www.abc.net.au/7.30/content/2010/s2847711.htm). A fantastic scientist and person. He was the voyage leader during the whole ship/fire thing. That kind of situation tells you all about someone. I know it told me a lot about myself. I had hoped that i would have him read my thesis one day (if it ever get finished!)
Anyway have to go finish my yoghurt so i can go to work. I have to keep reminding myself what can happen when you eat over your key board. I might have to get one of those new keyboards that you can poor water on and nothing happens....i am such a geek *grin*
Have a mini light sabre on my key chain
Just bought a new Spok toy (with detachable hand). It is not a doll. In any form. I didn’t have dolls when i was young enough to have dolls. Ok so i had one barbie doll but in all honesty i use to spend most of my time designing her house. And my sister broke her arm off. Then she cut all the hair off. She never even got in trouble. Bastard.
And i most recently cried when i was watching the Dr Who Ep “End of time”. Where he died. You know the one. Where the time lords had made the master insane....and the dr didn’t want to die. It was just so sad. *sniff*
Plus i like McShep fanfic. That can’t be healthy.
My first degree was a computer one.
Oh yeah. And a quick perusal of my DVD collection shows a lot of scifi. A lot. A scary amount. God, that must have cost me small fortune.
So anyway. Geek. And trying to do science stuff. My wonder i never get laid.
*sigh*
What i wanted to say today is that the great Dr Ian Allison is retiring. They even put it on the tellie (http://www.abc.net.au/7.30/content/2010/s2847711.htm). A fantastic scientist and person. He was the voyage leader during the whole ship/fire thing. That kind of situation tells you all about someone. I know it told me a lot about myself. I had hoped that i would have him read my thesis one day (if it ever get finished!)
Anyway have to go finish my yoghurt so i can go to work. I have to keep reminding myself what can happen when you eat over your key board. I might have to get one of those new keyboards that you can poor water on and nothing happens....i am such a geek *grin*
Friday, March 12, 2010
I had this nightmare
I had this nightmare
It was a bunch of people i know trying to make me do this dance with them. I think we were going to perform it somewhere. I am NOT one of natures dancers. I know. I know. Some of you know i took Irish dancing lessons for 13 years. That does not make me a dancer. At all. Getting back to topic. It was a nightmare because i just couldn’t do it. The steps were too hard. It was awful because they kept telling me i had to.
Somehow i just gave up and left.
Then i went to a bar. I can remember walking down the street. I was with a friend. The first bar was a pub with a naval name. It was very full so we kept walking. I can remember every detail as if it were a memory rather than a dream. Then we found the perfect place. It was nice. A bar guy who looked like that guy from Jonathan Creek, Alan Davies?. Who new that was my type!?
I left with him.
Then there was some creepy house. Then i woke up.
The first part was the nightmare part...the second was confusing. I haven’t had a single drink (not even a liquor chocolate) for several years now. My choice. A good choice for me. No matter how many times i really, really want a drink.
What really freaked me out was the quality of the dream. It was in high def man. And more like a memory than a dream. Maybe all my dreams are like that i just don’t remember them.
When i awoke I checked my alarm clock. It showed 2am. It was NOT 2am. I could tell because there was sunlight streaming through the blind edge (and i swear i did not think “is there a police chopper outside my window?”. Really). It was past my usual waking time by a long way. If i had not had that nightmare i would have over slept.
The moral of the story is that even nightmares have their uses.
It was a bunch of people i know trying to make me do this dance with them. I think we were going to perform it somewhere. I am NOT one of natures dancers. I know. I know. Some of you know i took Irish dancing lessons for 13 years. That does not make me a dancer. At all. Getting back to topic. It was a nightmare because i just couldn’t do it. The steps were too hard. It was awful because they kept telling me i had to.
Somehow i just gave up and left.
Then i went to a bar. I can remember walking down the street. I was with a friend. The first bar was a pub with a naval name. It was very full so we kept walking. I can remember every detail as if it were a memory rather than a dream. Then we found the perfect place. It was nice. A bar guy who looked like that guy from Jonathan Creek, Alan Davies?. Who new that was my type!?
I left with him.
Then there was some creepy house. Then i woke up.
The first part was the nightmare part...the second was confusing. I haven’t had a single drink (not even a liquor chocolate) for several years now. My choice. A good choice for me. No matter how many times i really, really want a drink.
What really freaked me out was the quality of the dream. It was in high def man. And more like a memory than a dream. Maybe all my dreams are like that i just don’t remember them.
When i awoke I checked my alarm clock. It showed 2am. It was NOT 2am. I could tell because there was sunlight streaming through the blind edge (and i swear i did not think “is there a police chopper outside my window?”. Really). It was past my usual waking time by a long way. If i had not had that nightmare i would have over slept.
The moral of the story is that even nightmares have their uses.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
How THHGTTG changed my life
Now stay with me as i tell this tale. I am not going to start at the beginning. I will get there in the end. so. Like i said. Bare with me.
I want an E-book reader. I want one really bad. At the moment i am looking at all the models on the market so that i can pick the one i am most comfortable with. I need to like the look and feel. I need to like the LONG battery life. I need to make sure it can read all the formats that i want to download. I don’t think it will be one of the new ipads (i am still snickering about the name) but when they launched it a little while ago that is when i got the burning desire to have one. really badly.
One of my favourite books is The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy (Douglas Adams). Referred to from now on as THHGTTG. I adore it. I like the story and well, every morsel of it.
My favourite quote. I have no idea why it just is:
Ford: It’s unpleasantly like being drunk.
Arthur: What’s so unpleasant about being drunk?
Ford: You ask a glass of water.
Yes i do. Now that i come to think about it. It is that fact that the first time i read it i just didn’t get it. The second reading i did. It was when i realised that some books are to be read over and over. They can give you something different to think about every time. They become friends for life.
I am a bit of a fan – i even own a copy of the original radio series. On vinyl. Oh Yeah Baby.
A friend (OK, Mark *sigh* you know it was you) and i were having a discussion about e-books and THHGTTG the other afternoon: what makes you feel that something about the HHGTTG being true now. I think it is having an e-book reader and wiki. I mean the entire wiki “universe” that you periodically update. With entries that are “wildly inaccurate”. Mark thinks this is terrible analogy because the guide had correspondents who were employed and trained rather than being able to be updated by anyone at all. I Still think i have the valid position because some how the wiki vibe or being personal, accurate to a point and about anything and everything (with links) is what it is all about.
So that is my story. Anyway i really want an e-book reader. Gonna wait until i get just the right one to suite me. I still love books. Don’t get me wrong it is not about that at all. It is about something from my childhood coming into being. Something i never thought possible. Perhaps the second. My cell phone (a pink flip phone) IS like a comms device from early StarTrek. That is the reason i bought it and love it and won’t get a new one *grin*.
I am really going to need a little cover for the new e-book reader. I want it to say “Don’t Panic”. Yes. I am that sad.
PS. my fav. study region made it into the news. again. i bet it just confused a lot of people but i don't care: http://www.aad.gov.au/default.asp?casid=37551
I want an E-book reader. I want one really bad. At the moment i am looking at all the models on the market so that i can pick the one i am most comfortable with. I need to like the look and feel. I need to like the LONG battery life. I need to make sure it can read all the formats that i want to download. I don’t think it will be one of the new ipads (i am still snickering about the name) but when they launched it a little while ago that is when i got the burning desire to have one. really badly.
One of my favourite books is The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy (Douglas Adams). Referred to from now on as THHGTTG. I adore it. I like the story and well, every morsel of it.
My favourite quote. I have no idea why it just is:
Ford: It’s unpleasantly like being drunk.
Arthur: What’s so unpleasant about being drunk?
Ford: You ask a glass of water.
Yes i do. Now that i come to think about it. It is that fact that the first time i read it i just didn’t get it. The second reading i did. It was when i realised that some books are to be read over and over. They can give you something different to think about every time. They become friends for life.
I am a bit of a fan – i even own a copy of the original radio series. On vinyl. Oh Yeah Baby.
A friend (OK, Mark *sigh* you know it was you) and i were having a discussion about e-books and THHGTTG the other afternoon: what makes you feel that something about the HHGTTG being true now. I think it is having an e-book reader and wiki. I mean the entire wiki “universe” that you periodically update. With entries that are “wildly inaccurate”. Mark thinks this is terrible analogy because the guide had correspondents who were employed and trained rather than being able to be updated by anyone at all. I Still think i have the valid position because some how the wiki vibe or being personal, accurate to a point and about anything and everything (with links) is what it is all about.
So that is my story. Anyway i really want an e-book reader. Gonna wait until i get just the right one to suite me. I still love books. Don’t get me wrong it is not about that at all. It is about something from my childhood coming into being. Something i never thought possible. Perhaps the second. My cell phone (a pink flip phone) IS like a comms device from early StarTrek. That is the reason i bought it and love it and won’t get a new one *grin*.
I am really going to need a little cover for the new e-book reader. I want it to say “Don’t Panic”. Yes. I am that sad.
PS. my fav. study region made it into the news. again. i bet it just confused a lot of people but i don't care: http://www.aad.gov.au/default.asp?casid=37551
Thursday, February 25, 2010
I am not always grumpy
Just so you know i am not always grumpy. It just seems like it. In truth i can be charming and chatty when the mood takes me. When i am not really, really annoyed. Which is unfortunate 'cause i get annoyed by most things. I think it is genetic. Also, the fact that i am a bit of a spoilt brat who never got her poor manners corrected. An important lesson there parents. You THINK it is cute when they are little but in truth EVERYONE grows up eventually and it just becomes the bane of your life.
*grin*
I like being annoying. I don't like being annoyed quite so much.
I have a cold at the moment. A head cold. Not a bad one but still. Not having much fun with it. As if i don't have enough medical problems without a head cold. Mind you when i visited the Doc today she seemed worse off than me so we just chattered about her problems and horse racing. I thought i might make a nice change for her to NOT have to listen to problem after problem. We still got my stuff sorted....just she got to have a chat about something. See. I can be thoughtful sometimes too.
We talked about horses because yesterday was "The Cup". It comes around once a year. It is not really a problem but i live a few blocks from the race track and that means several things:
*grin*
I like being annoying. I don't like being annoyed quite so much.
I have a cold at the moment. A head cold. Not a bad one but still. Not having much fun with it. As if i don't have enough medical problems without a head cold. Mind you when i visited the Doc today she seemed worse off than me so we just chattered about her problems and horse racing. I thought i might make a nice change for her to NOT have to listen to problem after problem. We still got my stuff sorted....just she got to have a chat about something. See. I can be thoughtful sometimes too.
We talked about horses because yesterday was "The Cup". It comes around once a year. It is not really a problem but i live a few blocks from the race track and that means several things:
- i can't leave my house after lunch (cars, drunk people)
- helicopters flying around all day 'cause rich people don't wanna drive
- drunk people
- horses
- did i mention drunk people? thought so. they are sooo annoying
seriously i hate horses. I was trampled as a child. And when i say trampled i mean a horse once trod on my foot and i lost toe nails. Still similar. I don't think i liked them before that anyway. Shifty. What is worse is that my family kind of like them and stuff. They have things to do with them. Also, dogs. I mean racing dogs.
God. My family are such....i don't know the politically correct term is but i am pretty sure my mother would call us "common". And she is part of this family!
I did like seeing all the pretty people. Lovely dresses. I was envious. Not that they went to the races but that they looked so lovely. *sigh*. If i were young again i would dress like that and have more sex. A lot more sex. Too much information??
*grin*
For some reason i am completely cheered up now. I might start looking at some equations and doing a spot of data analysis now.
bye.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
rambling thoughts
I wasn't sure if i had the time or energy to blog this week. hang on Erin has found a pair of scissors that she wants to "try". she is nearly two so the answer was no. she wasn't really happy with that but what can she do? only a baby. one of the reasons i am so tired. my sister has chicken pox so helping look after her kids. and working. and trying to write (not happening). and trying to sort out my life (also not happening).
*sigh*
Got my computer problem sorted. Thanks to Mark. Awesome. It was a power supply thing so he just swapped the storage component to a new machine (which was the same model as the old machine...and i mean OLD machine)....and away i went. i also bought a new power surge protector which i KNOW i am suppose to use but. you know me. like to live dangerously. OK. no i don't.
It was great hearing Mark's stories about computer support problems. Well, not the problems but the shear idiocy of his clients. I worked a computer support desk for a while when i was an undergraduate. now that was a LONG time ago. If you know me you can probably imagine just how good i was at that. Lucky for me in those days you could be half bitch/half nice and get away with it. I was going to say all bitch but being pure bitchtended to get you the sack.
Started me remembering some of the things happened back then. i remember the time i hacked the the new "internet thing" so i could post articles [i got a job offer out of that rather than being expelled]. Or the time i got so much email when some one hacked my account and posted my details online [i.e. back then there really werent that many chicks online *grin*] and i crashed the entire system. Still talk to Thomas who i first met during that time. *wave* hi Thomas.
Even after all that experience and having known me so long Mark still did the "so did you turn it off and on" routine.
just popped out to deal with an issue: Erin was colouring in the cat with a texta. no really. i take my eye off her for like 5 mins to type up a blog!
*sigh* again.
have a good week.... i am off to find the rest if the textas.
*sigh*
Got my computer problem sorted. Thanks to Mark. Awesome. It was a power supply thing so he just swapped the storage component to a new machine (which was the same model as the old machine...and i mean OLD machine)....and away i went. i also bought a new power surge protector which i KNOW i am suppose to use but. you know me. like to live dangerously. OK. no i don't.
It was great hearing Mark's stories about computer support problems. Well, not the problems but the shear idiocy of his clients. I worked a computer support desk for a while when i was an undergraduate. now that was a LONG time ago. If you know me you can probably imagine just how good i was at that. Lucky for me in those days you could be half bitch/half nice and get away with it. I was going to say all bitch but being pure bitchtended to get you the sack.
Started me remembering some of the things happened back then. i remember the time i hacked the the new "internet thing" so i could post articles [i got a job offer out of that rather than being expelled]. Or the time i got so much email when some one hacked my account and posted my details online [i.e. back then there really werent that many chicks online *grin*] and i crashed the entire system. Still talk to Thomas who i first met during that time. *wave* hi Thomas.
Even after all that experience and having known me so long Mark still did the "so did you turn it off and on" routine.
just popped out to deal with an issue: Erin was colouring in the cat with a texta. no really. i take my eye off her for like 5 mins to type up a blog!
*sigh* again.
have a good week.... i am off to find the rest if the textas.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
A computer death
I had a little bit of a “turn” the weekend gone. One of my computers died. Now before you start to think i am like the biggest geek out i have to tell you that i have multiple computers because they are for different types of activities. One for play, one for writing and one for coding. Just the way it is. Deal.
I had the coding machine operating just fine in the morning. Then i turned it back on to print something out (yes they have different printers too) and it just did nothing. absolutely nothing. i first thought was a cable was loose or someone had turned the power off. I must say i spent much longer than any sane person testing out these theories. Much longer.
I have a long history of odd computer malfunctions. I may have in fact got a service call put out only to find i had a crappy (but random) power cable. There was also that awesome thing when i ejected a CD/DVD it would sometimes catapult it right across the room at damaging speeds but never when anyone else was around. There have been other incidents. After this many years there would have to be. Oh yeah. I just remembered that time i get an ant infestation. I know. Odd right? I had a cold office at basement level on the maths building. It was a very weird place. The ants made a home in my nice warm computer. I only noticed when the thing stopped working.
I will say that nine times out of ten turning the computer off and back on fixes things. This time it was trying to get it on to find a problem that was the problem. Lucky for me i have Mark. Hi Mark. Who is going to make it all better. Well take it away and fiddle with it a bit. Hopefully making things better.
The whole incident was weird because i nearly cried when it realised it was broken. Not a cry because you did a “del *.*” cry. Rather i just lost my pet cat (or dog, hamster, probably goldfish too) kind of thing. Just shows me what type of person i am really *grin*
Anyway i am feeling much better about it now. No coding this week so you know, not too bummed. Even if it can’t be fixed it wont be the end of the world (i DO have all data backed up). Did do love that machine though. And it has a sweet monitor. Very old and heavy but perfect for my eyes and looking a satellite images. *sigh*
So i better get back to some writing then. I suppose.
[PS On a personal note let me just remind everyone to live every day as if it were your last. I know i don’t do that but i really, really have to try. Working really hard so you can enjoy your retirement doesn’t really work if say, oh i don’t know, you get diagnosed with a brain tumour and no one knows what the surgery will do to you but considering the doctor told you that he is going to try to give you quality of life over quantity things are not going to be “fine”. Just a thought.]
I had the coding machine operating just fine in the morning. Then i turned it back on to print something out (yes they have different printers too) and it just did nothing. absolutely nothing. i first thought was a cable was loose or someone had turned the power off. I must say i spent much longer than any sane person testing out these theories. Much longer.
I have a long history of odd computer malfunctions. I may have in fact got a service call put out only to find i had a crappy (but random) power cable. There was also that awesome thing when i ejected a CD/DVD it would sometimes catapult it right across the room at damaging speeds but never when anyone else was around. There have been other incidents. After this many years there would have to be. Oh yeah. I just remembered that time i get an ant infestation. I know. Odd right? I had a cold office at basement level on the maths building. It was a very weird place. The ants made a home in my nice warm computer. I only noticed when the thing stopped working.
I will say that nine times out of ten turning the computer off and back on fixes things. This time it was trying to get it on to find a problem that was the problem. Lucky for me i have Mark. Hi Mark. Who is going to make it all better. Well take it away and fiddle with it a bit. Hopefully making things better.
The whole incident was weird because i nearly cried when it realised it was broken. Not a cry because you did a “del *.*” cry. Rather i just lost my pet cat (or dog, hamster, probably goldfish too) kind of thing. Just shows me what type of person i am really *grin*
Anyway i am feeling much better about it now. No coding this week so you know, not too bummed. Even if it can’t be fixed it wont be the end of the world (i DO have all data backed up). Did do love that machine though. And it has a sweet monitor. Very old and heavy but perfect for my eyes and looking a satellite images. *sigh*
So i better get back to some writing then. I suppose.
[PS On a personal note let me just remind everyone to live every day as if it were your last. I know i don’t do that but i really, really have to try. Working really hard so you can enjoy your retirement doesn’t really work if say, oh i don’t know, you get diagnosed with a brain tumour and no one knows what the surgery will do to you but considering the doctor told you that he is going to try to give you quality of life over quantity things are not going to be “fine”. Just a thought.]
Thursday, February 4, 2010
getting on with some work
I have not been working hard enough lately. I blame the summer heat. I don't really like to think when it is hot. Having said that i should also clarify that i don't like to work when it is cold. Which is odd considering what i do. I do have the excuse that i am back at work. Also, the kids have chicken pox which has put a bit of strain on the household.
One of the things i have been working on is how to to explain data like the plot above. It is data from 4 different sources for the same polynya over the same time period (km^2). What i was hoping to show is that it depends very much on what parameters you use for determining what is the polynya area what result you get.
It is very complicated. That is why i need to explain my algorithm along with everyone else's algorithm (or should i say results?). Why i made certain decisions etc. It is quite dull work but really vital. I think that is one of the reasons people have trouble with climate sciences in general. The difficulty with interpreting "results". I think that is why i prefer to be honest and indicate the ambiguity. That is why my thesis is so F'ing long. That and all the pictures.
Oh well, start of another long, hot day to get started! I am just going to enjoy that last dregs of my cup of tea and then make some calls. dull. dull. dull.
did i mention that i have been watching too much StarGate Atlantis? Man i love that show. I love TV at the moment. Gives me something to do with this active mind of mine when i can no longer type or read *grin*.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Some people don't like change
I think, deep down, we all like things to stay the same. With small things or gigantic ones. There is comfort in know things are and always will be what they currently are. A rambling statement but there you go. I am in one of those kinds of moods today.
So this blog has been done on the fly and with very little thought. You could ver well ask yourself when have i done it differently? Let me tell you that i always type it up, go have a coffee (i don't drink coffee but you get the idea better), then come back and read it see if it makes sense. Not today. The last couple of days have been like a 8 on my weird-shit-o-meter [which is on a scale of 0 to 10 BTW]. None of it really involving me but as an observer i have had to come to a few conclusions: chiefly that i am not so badly off after all. I might have problems but nothing like what some people have got themselves into.
This got me thinking about why people get so freaked out about climate change. In fact so freaked out that they have to insist that there is no such thing. Contrary to the fact that the entire planet is changing all the time. I am talking both natural (volcano, earth quake etc) and man made (war, politics, home decorating). We just don't like it is all. Well, i know how much i hate it when people touch my stuff and quite frankly that has no consequence other than making me slightly uncomfortable. OK. OK. i take that back. I get extremely irritable because i have OCD. But just because i like things to not change doesn't mean that i am going to deny that they do change.
[I also hate clowns and those people who put all over body paint on themselves and pretend t be statues. But i do love hot cars (just a personal kink) which is weird as i don't have a drivers licence.]
I think that you have to look at things differently when ever things freak you out. To not be afraid all the time of things changing. To do this you need information. Well, i think you need information - you get some kind of control back from knowledge. That is why the study of climate change is necessary. If you are aware of what can happen and then what you (in a general sense) can do about it then it is not so scary.
See, rambling today. I really need to go buy some new pillows today. damn. see. i just can't seem to hold my thoughts together. I blame that massive reading attack from a few days ago. I tried to get my holiday reading finished. All i did was read so much my eyes hurt and i got insomnia.
Anyway. I just hope that i can get some stuff written today. Still haven't got my basil melt stuff sorted. i'll tell you about it one day.
So this blog has been done on the fly and with very little thought. You could ver well ask yourself when have i done it differently? Let me tell you that i always type it up, go have a coffee (i don't drink coffee but you get the idea better), then come back and read it see if it makes sense. Not today. The last couple of days have been like a 8 on my weird-shit-o-meter [which is on a scale of 0 to 10 BTW]. None of it really involving me but as an observer i have had to come to a few conclusions: chiefly that i am not so badly off after all. I might have problems but nothing like what some people have got themselves into.
This got me thinking about why people get so freaked out about climate change. In fact so freaked out that they have to insist that there is no such thing. Contrary to the fact that the entire planet is changing all the time. I am talking both natural (volcano, earth quake etc) and man made (war, politics, home decorating). We just don't like it is all. Well, i know how much i hate it when people touch my stuff and quite frankly that has no consequence other than making me slightly uncomfortable. OK. OK. i take that back. I get extremely irritable because i have OCD. But just because i like things to not change doesn't mean that i am going to deny that they do change.
[I also hate clowns and those people who put all over body paint on themselves and pretend t be statues. But i do love hot cars (just a personal kink) which is weird as i don't have a drivers licence.]
I think that you have to look at things differently when ever things freak you out. To not be afraid all the time of things changing. To do this you need information. Well, i think you need information - you get some kind of control back from knowledge. That is why the study of climate change is necessary. If you are aware of what can happen and then what you (in a general sense) can do about it then it is not so scary.
See, rambling today. I really need to go buy some new pillows today. damn. see. i just can't seem to hold my thoughts together. I blame that massive reading attack from a few days ago. I tried to get my holiday reading finished. All i did was read so much my eyes hurt and i got insomnia.
Anyway. I just hope that i can get some stuff written today. Still haven't got my basil melt stuff sorted. i'll tell you about it one day.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
An odd blog all about Australia day
Next week, on Tuesday January 26th to be precise, is Australia Day.
In my very humble opinion this is a strange holiday. People love it, hate it, are indifferent to it or a mixture of all three (like Taswegian weather often all on the same day).
This wasn’t what i intended to write about today. I have been looking at basal melting (which even i realise is a topic of limited interest). I have also been less than impressed with emergency relief efforts to Haiti. Not to mention i feel pretty strongly about all the young people getting killed on our roads. It is just that i had some comments directed my way email/facebook/twitter. It really got me thinking about how strongly people feel about this national holiday.
[ For info try: http://www.australiaday.org.au/experience/
and the only truly democratic source of information: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australia_Day ]
I am not going to list here the pros and cons. Nor am i even going to detail anything at all about the history or back story. I do not wish to delve into Australian history about settlement, invasion, immigration. Like most aspects of history it all depends on your point of view and i find that limiting. I do like to read history, don’t get me wrong. I just prefer to make sure i read from differing perspectives.
Considering how little i put into celebrating Christmas, Easter, Valentines day or even my own birthday you can probably imagine how much effort i am willing to put into this event. I will say that i quite like the Queens birthday long weekend. Which we celebrate not on the queens birthday. I think this is because it is for a different queen than the current one. I could be wrong. I just can’t be bothered to google it. But i do like the long weekend holiday that it offers. Just call me shallow.
What i do think is that Australia day is what you decide to make it.
Perhaps that is what the day should mean. A time for reflection about this country. Or not, if you prefer. A time for thinking about where it has come from and where we would all like it to go. If all it turns out for you is that you appreciate your life with a BBQ with friends than that is fine. If you wish to protest about some aspect of current policy and behaviour then i think you should also do that.
For me Jan 26th is when my Nanna passed away 25 years ago. I still remember it as if it were yesterday. Not really the reason i am probably ambivalent about the day. Probably doesn’t help though. I always feel disinclined to celebrate when some members in the community can’t or won’t celebrate.
It is just a date. For some a good day for others not so much. For many valid reasons. What i do know is that i have been trying to talk my father out of putting up a flag pole in the front yard. He is not doing it out of patriotism more likely just to annoy the council. You are suppose to get a permit or something to put one up but he thinks it should be his right to put a flag pole up without asking anyone. You can just imagine the joy he is going to bring to the rest of us this Australia day. Kind of like my sister and the whole “i am not going to pay the council money so i can water my garden, they don’t own the rain!”. Which it turns out, after several notices, she did have to pay.
Besides, who has a public holiday on a Tuesday?
In my very humble opinion this is a strange holiday. People love it, hate it, are indifferent to it or a mixture of all three (like Taswegian weather often all on the same day).
This wasn’t what i intended to write about today. I have been looking at basal melting (which even i realise is a topic of limited interest). I have also been less than impressed with emergency relief efforts to Haiti. Not to mention i feel pretty strongly about all the young people getting killed on our roads. It is just that i had some comments directed my way email/facebook/twitter. It really got me thinking about how strongly people feel about this national holiday.
[ For info try: http://www.australiaday.org.au/experience/
and the only truly democratic source of information: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australia_Day ]
I am not going to list here the pros and cons. Nor am i even going to detail anything at all about the history or back story. I do not wish to delve into Australian history about settlement, invasion, immigration. Like most aspects of history it all depends on your point of view and i find that limiting. I do like to read history, don’t get me wrong. I just prefer to make sure i read from differing perspectives.
Considering how little i put into celebrating Christmas, Easter, Valentines day or even my own birthday you can probably imagine how much effort i am willing to put into this event. I will say that i quite like the Queens birthday long weekend. Which we celebrate not on the queens birthday. I think this is because it is for a different queen than the current one. I could be wrong. I just can’t be bothered to google it. But i do like the long weekend holiday that it offers. Just call me shallow.
What i do think is that Australia day is what you decide to make it.
Perhaps that is what the day should mean. A time for reflection about this country. Or not, if you prefer. A time for thinking about where it has come from and where we would all like it to go. If all it turns out for you is that you appreciate your life with a BBQ with friends than that is fine. If you wish to protest about some aspect of current policy and behaviour then i think you should also do that.
For me Jan 26th is when my Nanna passed away 25 years ago. I still remember it as if it were yesterday. Not really the reason i am probably ambivalent about the day. Probably doesn’t help though. I always feel disinclined to celebrate when some members in the community can’t or won’t celebrate.
It is just a date. For some a good day for others not so much. For many valid reasons. What i do know is that i have been trying to talk my father out of putting up a flag pole in the front yard. He is not doing it out of patriotism more likely just to annoy the council. You are suppose to get a permit or something to put one up but he thinks it should be his right to put a flag pole up without asking anyone. You can just imagine the joy he is going to bring to the rest of us this Australia day. Kind of like my sister and the whole “i am not going to pay the council money so i can water my garden, they don’t own the rain!”. Which it turns out, after several notices, she did have to pay.
Besides, who has a public holiday on a Tuesday?
Saturday, January 16, 2010
An adventure when not writing
This arvo i was in the car with my father. He took me into the city so i could spend some birthday money. When i say money i mean pre-paid debit card like thing. Like gift vouchers but more high tech. I have a friend who use to run her own business and she use to have written gift vouchers. They worked just fine. But it is the modern age and so you just have to suck it up and move forward. Even if it seems like a lot of waste because, while paper is eventually degradable or the very least recyclable, no one has offered a recycling system for used plastic debit cards.
I seem to have got slightly off track. I didn’t mean to do that. Sorry. What i wanted to talk about really was the conversation we had in the car on the drive home. It started innocently enough when i got back in the car. I thought there were a lot of cars about. So i said something dull like “gee, there are a lot of cars about”. He replied that he also thought this and he had seen more men in suites and little kids in pretty party clothes than you would expect. We kept thinking about this as we went to leave the car park. The car park is over the road from some churches. In fact two churches, both large, both of slightly different dispositions.
From our independent and intrepid sleuthing this led us both to deduce that a wedding was on. Well, it is summer and a Saturday. Which is when i would have a wedding. If i were ever to have one. Though not in a church, obviously. A winery perhaps. Or the museum. Somewhere that means people would have something else to do and to look at besides me. I seem to have wandered off track again. Sorry. Anyway it was this summation which was quite innocuous that turned a normal half-hearted, dull conversation into so much more. It happens when you least expect it.
I said without thinking “...can you just imagine me walking down a church aisle in a wedding dress, probably involving lace or something...?”
I was laughing to myself ‘cause really it is not something even i can imagine myself doing. Things got a little “tense” with my father’s reply”
“well i can’t really imagine you finding a man who would want to....”
And then even he paused. He was about to say “...walk down the aisle with you”. Wasn’t he.
The bastard.
It is a sad, sad day when even your own father finds it difficult to imagine anyone wanting to marry you.
Anyway i have got over it now. I do have a lovely new dress (heavily reduced) and silver bracelet (because the dress was so incredibly reduced) thanks to my sister giving me a debit card thingy. I look good in it too. Even if i am destined to have no man to look at me in it!
Not that i am in any way bitter.
*grin*
I seem to have got slightly off track. I didn’t mean to do that. Sorry. What i wanted to talk about really was the conversation we had in the car on the drive home. It started innocently enough when i got back in the car. I thought there were a lot of cars about. So i said something dull like “gee, there are a lot of cars about”. He replied that he also thought this and he had seen more men in suites and little kids in pretty party clothes than you would expect. We kept thinking about this as we went to leave the car park. The car park is over the road from some churches. In fact two churches, both large, both of slightly different dispositions.
From our independent and intrepid sleuthing this led us both to deduce that a wedding was on. Well, it is summer and a Saturday. Which is when i would have a wedding. If i were ever to have one. Though not in a church, obviously. A winery perhaps. Or the museum. Somewhere that means people would have something else to do and to look at besides me. I seem to have wandered off track again. Sorry. Anyway it was this summation which was quite innocuous that turned a normal half-hearted, dull conversation into so much more. It happens when you least expect it.
I said without thinking “...can you just imagine me walking down a church aisle in a wedding dress, probably involving lace or something...?”
I was laughing to myself ‘cause really it is not something even i can imagine myself doing. Things got a little “tense” with my father’s reply”
“well i can’t really imagine you finding a man who would want to....”
And then even he paused. He was about to say “...walk down the aisle with you”. Wasn’t he.
The bastard.
It is a sad, sad day when even your own father finds it difficult to imagine anyone wanting to marry you.
Anyway i have got over it now. I do have a lovely new dress (heavily reduced) and silver bracelet (because the dress was so incredibly reduced) thanks to my sister giving me a debit card thingy. I look good in it too. Even if i am destined to have no man to look at me in it!
Not that i am in any way bitter.
*grin*
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Getting confused with old age
Firstly an excellent little article (NASA) about Antarctic ice shelf melting: http://www.nasa.gov/topics/earth/features/20100108_Is_Antarctica_Melting.html
Now, onto what i have been thinking about this morning. Well i have had a lot to think about as it was “shot” day. Every three months i have to have my medicine and lucky me gets it in cold, hard needle form *grin*. Also, the nurse thinks my appendix is playing up....so something new to look out for then!
This morning (before the doctor visit) I was when it will happen. The day i start to get confused about things. I don’t mean just forgetting a name or address or even what i walked into the room for. I mean really confused about the world around me.
The other day my dad made one of those big confused messes in our household. He was in his study when he yelled out “you guys Dr who is on the telly”
We all love Dr Who. So there was a mad dash. It is not Dr Who. It is in fact Dr Phil. I myself can see how he got confused. They both have the prefix of Dr. Other than one being and American talk show person and the other being a fictional British sci-fi show it is easy to see how he got confused.
He really didn’t seem to understand why the kids got a little mad at him. They were playing Wii bowling at the time. No one likes to be interrupted when a game is on. Especially when the stakes are high [you win you get M&Ms or cookies or M&M cookies].
Takes me back to before xmas when mum bought little Mitch some lego. Star trek lego. I was worried ‘cause he doesn’t like star trek. He does like star wars though. Very much. And no mum, they are not the same thing. Turns out that she got it all wrong and it was actually star wars lego (ewoks battle thing). It was awesome. We spent hours watching his sister put it together (i had better things to do than put lego together)...and then he would offer a suggestion and she would scream her head off and storm out. Well she is 11. That’s what you’re supposed to do.
I only bring these tales up because tomorrow is my birthday. I am getting old now. I don’t feel old mentally (physically is a different matter). In fact i have only just started to not think to myself “your to young to have a husband, kids and a mortgage” when people ask when i am going to get married! I realised the other day that i would have “young adults” as kids if i had stared breeding like the rest of the (extended) family. I think my family just think i am gay. I have tried to point out that being gay doesn’t mean you can’ also have children but that just gets me nowhere. Fast.
I hope it all goes well for me. My birthday. I plan to do as little as possible and try to pretend it is not happening. And go to the cinema. I lot of bad things have happened on my previous birthdays. Some more amusing than others. I will just be happy if....well i don’t know what but i seriously want nothing bad to happen. this time.
Back to figuring out some notes!
Now, onto what i have been thinking about this morning. Well i have had a lot to think about as it was “shot” day. Every three months i have to have my medicine and lucky me gets it in cold, hard needle form *grin*. Also, the nurse thinks my appendix is playing up....so something new to look out for then!
This morning (before the doctor visit) I was when it will happen. The day i start to get confused about things. I don’t mean just forgetting a name or address or even what i walked into the room for. I mean really confused about the world around me.
The other day my dad made one of those big confused messes in our household. He was in his study when he yelled out “you guys Dr who is on the telly”
We all love Dr Who. So there was a mad dash. It is not Dr Who. It is in fact Dr Phil. I myself can see how he got confused. They both have the prefix of Dr. Other than one being and American talk show person and the other being a fictional British sci-fi show it is easy to see how he got confused.
He really didn’t seem to understand why the kids got a little mad at him. They were playing Wii bowling at the time. No one likes to be interrupted when a game is on. Especially when the stakes are high [you win you get M&Ms or cookies or M&M cookies].
Takes me back to before xmas when mum bought little Mitch some lego. Star trek lego. I was worried ‘cause he doesn’t like star trek. He does like star wars though. Very much. And no mum, they are not the same thing. Turns out that she got it all wrong and it was actually star wars lego (ewoks battle thing). It was awesome. We spent hours watching his sister put it together (i had better things to do than put lego together)...and then he would offer a suggestion and she would scream her head off and storm out. Well she is 11. That’s what you’re supposed to do.
I only bring these tales up because tomorrow is my birthday. I am getting old now. I don’t feel old mentally (physically is a different matter). In fact i have only just started to not think to myself “your to young to have a husband, kids and a mortgage” when people ask when i am going to get married! I realised the other day that i would have “young adults” as kids if i had stared breeding like the rest of the (extended) family. I think my family just think i am gay. I have tried to point out that being gay doesn’t mean you can’ also have children but that just gets me nowhere. Fast.
I hope it all goes well for me. My birthday. I plan to do as little as possible and try to pretend it is not happening. And go to the cinema. I lot of bad things have happened on my previous birthdays. Some more amusing than others. I will just be happy if....well i don’t know what but i seriously want nothing bad to happen. this time.
Back to figuring out some notes!
Saturday, January 9, 2010
on manners, polynyas and a new TV
It has been a trying week. For both me and others i might add. For me because I have been trying to get some stuff written. I didn't really care what stuff but anything would have been good. For others because i have been very grumpy and cross and not inclined to use my manners.
I think manners are very important. They cost you nothing to use. This morning a nice young man (i get to say that now that i am old) held a door open for me. I just thought it was very sweet of him. He was obviously brought up right.
This week i lost mine. I was just rude. I could blame the fact that i have been ill and stressed but still it is no excuse to bring pain into the life of another person.
I have been very busy trying to figure out the best way to express some concepts. Some things make perfect sense to me but would make no sense to others...and then you have to ask yourself what the point of the whole exercise is!
I also have images like this one:
I can easily explain this image (the different wind and ice dynamics/processes) in probably a paragraph or two but it is a bit tricky when you have thousands of images. And then you get the computer to do all the analysis for you...which you have to explain. This is why the pay me the absolutely no bucks!!!
Don't get me wrong i LOVE the coding part more than anything. In fact it is the the best part for me (problem solving). I am just the worst writer on the planet. I am so bad that i am thinking of going back to uni and getting some kind training (notice i didn't say qualification? that's cause you have to be able to do something to be called qualified).
So aside from fretting over this work i have been trying to think of some new direction to take my life. Not very successfully i might add.
So aside from trying to get my life together and get well again i bought myself a new tv. One of those new fangled ones. Which i screwed up. I always screw up. Wish i had a man in my life to read all those technical magazines [which i can't be arsed doing] and tell me what to do. I can't believe i just said that but sometimes it is true [for me]. *sigh*
The tv thing was fun. It was fun because after setting it all up (an hour) it would not go. At all. After everyone i asked stopped saying "did you press the on switch?", like i was a complete moron, i took it back to the store. The man who sold it to me chuckled at me first no doubt thinking to himself "i bet she just didn't turn it on". He fiddled with it. It was broken. Seriously, what are the odds that a new tv out of the box would be broken? So i got another one and had to come home and put that one together. Then i needed new cables because i broke the others [don't want to talk about it]. Then it turns out the people running the transceiver station have been doing upgrades which i am guessin' is not going well cause the channels keep disappearing and reappearing [which i thought was my doing for oh, like an hour].
See. I can make even the most mundane activity more complicated and annoying than it needs to be.
Fine picture quality though. Really enjoyed watching Torchwood on it last night.
Better get back to trying to get the voice recognition software working (i bet you can guess how that job is going).
Monday, January 4, 2010
a new year blog
for the first time my horoscope is right! it had to happen eventually right? I mean, one day by shear coincidence it had to get it right? My mum reads them to me every week. hers is often right. I guess that you look hard enough they are always right. Mine never is. In fact i would go so far as to say that what is written is in fact what is guaranteed to NOT in fact happen at all. Not even a little bit.
this is what it says:
"If you have less energy than usual and you can't seem to get going on your latest round of projects, you may need to spend some time alone. If you managed this over the holiday break, you're probably feeling a lot better. If not, then think about it for real right now. If you can do this, you'll feel your energy return along with your joie de vivre. Mars is retrograde in your love affairs zone, bringing you a chance to reminisce and think about the old times. You even decide to get in touch with someone! "
i have my doubts about the last little bit. i don't get in touch with people. I don't like to be rude or intrude in other peoples lives [maybe because so many people intrude into mine and i don't really like it. i am a very private person. even though i talk to much. it is mostly rubbish]. I absolutely HATE the phone. those of you who know me have i ever rung you up? no? really?? see that's because i don't like it. what i don't like is not knowing if i am causing you to be late or not do something. or something like that. if i were going to ring i would probably send an email first and ask if it is ok. I don't mind people ringing me. so don't think that you have to stop yourself from ringing me....always happy to chat to you. really i do [no sarcasm at all].
this blog is probably a little weird. well i have been in bed asleep for the last four days and only dragged myself to the dr this morning cause i had to. so now that i am up i thought i better check emails (well, delete emails is more accurate), check some web sites and blogs i follow and also do my own blog.
I have not been writing at all (well i couldn't be arsed to tell the truth). I haven't been doing anything at all. I missed New Years Eve. I keep signing things the wrong year. i will probably do that for a month or so.
As an OCD sufferer you have no idea have long it took to train myself into not caring what the date was!
Now i am going to finish tidying my desk. write a dvd/book shopping list and go have a little nap. i like naps. that's cause i am getting old.
I might also think about an old romance or two. This will only depress me more than words can say *sigh* . I should have not listened to my elders when i was young....just about everything turned out to be a lie *double sigh*
usually i would say sorry this blog has been so flimsy... but not today.
Happy new year
this is what it says:
"If you have less energy than usual and you can't seem to get going on your latest round of projects, you may need to spend some time alone. If you managed this over the holiday break, you're probably feeling a lot better. If not, then think about it for real right now. If you can do this, you'll feel your energy return along with your joie de vivre. Mars is retrograde in your love affairs zone, bringing you a chance to reminisce and think about the old times. You even decide to get in touch with someone! "
i have my doubts about the last little bit. i don't get in touch with people. I don't like to be rude or intrude in other peoples lives [maybe because so many people intrude into mine and i don't really like it. i am a very private person. even though i talk to much. it is mostly rubbish]. I absolutely HATE the phone. those of you who know me have i ever rung you up? no? really?? see that's because i don't like it. what i don't like is not knowing if i am causing you to be late or not do something. or something like that. if i were going to ring i would probably send an email first and ask if it is ok. I don't mind people ringing me. so don't think that you have to stop yourself from ringing me....always happy to chat to you. really i do [no sarcasm at all].
this blog is probably a little weird. well i have been in bed asleep for the last four days and only dragged myself to the dr this morning cause i had to. so now that i am up i thought i better check emails (well, delete emails is more accurate), check some web sites and blogs i follow and also do my own blog.
I have not been writing at all (well i couldn't be arsed to tell the truth). I haven't been doing anything at all. I missed New Years Eve. I keep signing things the wrong year. i will probably do that for a month or so.
As an OCD sufferer you have no idea have long it took to train myself into not caring what the date was!
Now i am going to finish tidying my desk. write a dvd/book shopping list and go have a little nap. i like naps. that's cause i am getting old.
I might also think about an old romance or two. This will only depress me more than words can say *sigh* . I should have not listened to my elders when i was young....just about everything turned out to be a lie *double sigh*
usually i would say sorry this blog has been so flimsy... but not today.
Happy new year
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