It's a relief.
We're staying friends. I think we both needed something and we found each other.
It's for the better.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Thursday, June 05, 2008
wisdom
The way you make sure the pants you are about to buy will fit, do up all the buttons & zips and put it around your neck. If it covers the circumference of your neck, it will fit you nicely.
- Dad
//I'm not sure where this came from, but it makes so much sense!
- Dad
//I'm not sure where this came from, but it makes so much sense!
Saturday, May 31, 2008
conflicted
I know what I have to do.
But I don't want to do it.
Every conversation, every moment I spend thinking about it makes it so much clearer.
I find myself making excuses, justifying it in my mind.
I want to revel in this mudhole I made for myself.
But I don't want to do it.
Every conversation, every moment I spend thinking about it makes it so much clearer.
I find myself making excuses, justifying it in my mind.
I want to revel in this mudhole I made for myself.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
ironman
By far one of the best Marvel movies I've seen so far!Although there wasn't much to the story, it was fairly accurate to the comics with exception of minor details to make it more modern. The opening scene really set the mood and the reality of it hit home.
The graphics were amazing with all the little scraps and dints in the ironman armour that appeared with battle. It didn't look like something cooked out of a computer.
The last scene with Nick Fury topped it all! Just seeing him come to life from the ultimates comics...it just put it another notch higher for me!
Something worth owning on DVD.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
the month (and a bit) in passing
Thursday, May 08, 2008
silent preaching
Why wear a cross around your neck?
I mean, why?
Does it symbolise what you believe in, showing the whole world you are what you say you are without you ever needing to say a word (but once a while, you need to say something)? Or is it to reassure yourself that you are what you think you are despite those thoughts about the woman sitting next to you or what you said to your parents as you stormed out of their house?
Often you forget the symbol you wear around your neck. Just another piece of jewellery. A silver 't' with diamonds encrusted around it, or a plain gold 't' with an image of Jesus nailed on it. Its meaning lost over time due to familiarity, habituation, whatever.
I've stopped wearing mine. I figure as hard it is to live without all the mistakes, I don't need the added pressure to be 'good' Christian in the eyes of the world. Sometimes, stereotypes work in our favour, but most often, they don't.
My dream is to live my life through action with no mention of who I believe in. Then when people find out, they'll be attracted to my inspiration. It's incredibly hard, having to be aware of the implications of everything I do, everything I say, every thought. It's so much easier to ignore everything and live life as I want it to (selfish) but we were made for so much more than that, weren't we?
"Preach the Gospel at all times and when necessary use words"
- St Francis of Assisi
I mean, why?
Does it symbolise what you believe in, showing the whole world you are what you say you are without you ever needing to say a word (but once a while, you need to say something)? Or is it to reassure yourself that you are what you think you are despite those thoughts about the woman sitting next to you or what you said to your parents as you stormed out of their house?
Often you forget the symbol you wear around your neck. Just another piece of jewellery. A silver 't' with diamonds encrusted around it, or a plain gold 't' with an image of Jesus nailed on it. Its meaning lost over time due to familiarity, habituation, whatever.
I've stopped wearing mine. I figure as hard it is to live without all the mistakes, I don't need the added pressure to be 'good' Christian in the eyes of the world. Sometimes, stereotypes work in our favour, but most often, they don't.
My dream is to live my life through action with no mention of who I believe in. Then when people find out, they'll be attracted to my inspiration. It's incredibly hard, having to be aware of the implications of everything I do, everything I say, every thought. It's so much easier to ignore everything and live life as I want it to (selfish) but we were made for so much more than that, weren't we?
"Preach the Gospel at all times and when necessary use words"
- St Francis of Assisi
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
sore week
My arm hurts like hell. But I'm glad it's over and done with.
Also, I need a new back. This one is just plain annoying. (partly my fault since I stacked while skateboarding) It's so hard to find a comfortable position other than lying down. Even that takes a while.
Other than that, I'm glad I can feel pain. Otherwise, I can be prancing around with no arms and not have a care in the world.
Also, I need a new back. This one is just plain annoying. (partly my fault since I stacked while skateboarding) It's so hard to find a comfortable position other than lying down. Even that takes a while.
Other than that, I'm glad I can feel pain. Otherwise, I can be prancing around with no arms and not have a care in the world.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
hired
I got a job today.
It's funny how it is after months of looking, you get hired just like that. Now that I'm a 'real' person (as Mel puts it), I can make a positive contribution to society (the Baulch principle).
So far, I'm about two weeks away from being productive, so I'll make the most of it.
It's funny how it is after months of looking, you get hired just like that. Now that I'm a 'real' person (as Mel puts it), I can make a positive contribution to society (the Baulch principle).
So far, I'm about two weeks away from being productive, so I'll make the most of it.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
reflections
Whilst going through some boxes in the garage at my parent's place, I came across a whole heaps of stuff including awards I've received. If any of you can guess where they're from, I'll give you a 30 minute massage (with the exception of Mikey, where his reward is no massage at all...unless he wants to feel some pain. I'll be happy to oblige).
Giggletron, one of two (2001)
Looks exactly like her brother (2002)
Guinea pig for possibly toxic paint (2003)
Lunatic (2004)
Neo-nazi (2005)
Giggletron, one of two (2001)
Looks exactly like her brother (2002)
Guinea pig for possibly toxic paint (2003)
Lunatic (2004)
Neo-nazi (2005)
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
the Jack Johnson fiasco
After agreeing to a last minute ticket sale, I was going to jack johnson.
I always wanted to see what it was like to see him live, whether he had a stage presence, etc. I didn't really like the sidney myer music bowl as a music venue, but since I'm not that big a fan, I didn't really mind sitting on the lawn, far from the stage.
Our tickets came up as refunded and we found out that they were reissued earlier that day. After about an hour and a half of waiting and trying to figure it out, we found out that all the tickets in that batch were reissued by the person who bought it because someone lost their tickets, and in actual fact, ours were sitting in the box office this whole time under another name!
We finally got in, got lost, found seats (which were quite bad when we stood up because a tent was in our way) and enjoyed the music. The gig itself wasn't too bad. He interacted with the audience, waved to mel (apparently) when she was on chris' shoulders, made a few jokes and played a new song.
Hungry Jacks after, before the tram ride home, was quite enjoyable. A whopper jr was a bit too much though.
I always wanted to see what it was like to see him live, whether he had a stage presence, etc. I didn't really like the sidney myer music bowl as a music venue, but since I'm not that big a fan, I didn't really mind sitting on the lawn, far from the stage.
Our tickets came up as refunded and we found out that they were reissued earlier that day. After about an hour and a half of waiting and trying to figure it out, we found out that all the tickets in that batch were reissued by the person who bought it because someone lost their tickets, and in actual fact, ours were sitting in the box office this whole time under another name!
We finally got in, got lost, found seats (which were quite bad when we stood up because a tent was in our way) and enjoyed the music. The gig itself wasn't too bad. He interacted with the audience, waved to mel (apparently) when she was on chris' shoulders, made a few jokes and played a new song.
Hungry Jacks after, before the tram ride home, was quite enjoyable. A whopper jr was a bit too much though.
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