Friday, June 30, 2006

I swear I've linked that before.


It has only been two days and I've visited a police station, drank red liquid at a drug dealer's house, survived another black-out and slept.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Oh yeah, I remember, the announcervoice on the plane went "Sir, please sit down!" Cause some noob decided to stand up during take-off. Lolz.

So. Malaysia. It's hot and tropical. I'm warm as, mmm warmth.

Our gate is being constructed.


Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Right now I am sitting in Singapore Airport.

There is a fine jazz band. Th ere is (again) free bro adband access...
T here was a g reat su nset when the plane was landing. Business class is very cool although I'm really not sure it's worth the extra price tag.

I can't stop looking :D

Tee hee.

okok I was scribbling par-stoneage-blogger, on, paper, paper and pen, blah. Hold on. Let me get it out of my pocketses.

Very nice Frank Sinatra duets. Mmm CD

Food?! So much lol so like...first classy

The seats are cool and adjustable, electronic controls, and the bed conversion is very nice. Nothing like lying flat in a plane. Yeaaaahhh

together dining is ok

They really wanted to give us wines lol, maybe if they screw up we won't remember.

Cool rotary light things, i have a diagram but ican't draw it. I think sonny would be impressed.

The baggagy things up top, have mirrors so you cna see what's inside the thing without like standing on your seat, cool eh

headphones are 90x better. Active noise cancellation yes plz

And finally:

"During takeoff and landing, in Business Premiere, you choose your own seat-back position."

Hells yeah. Damn straight, none of that seat upright crap, I probably looked like such a slob, leaning back with my book I took out from Manukau Libraries and forgot to pass to sonny. ack.

Anyway. It's been pretty good so far, and I probably won't get much sleep cause I found internet. INTER>ETNET>.

[Nobody's Watching is very kool look it up]

[i cannot hear the airport announcements over the jazz]
The contents of the airport lounge:

wtf cookies
cans! lots of cans of like, coke or whatever
comfortable sofas
you can borrow a PSP? thats what william said
oh man oh man

$300 bucks upgrade woo woo woo ok sorry ill stop

I also bought a book. About some noobs who like go back to World War 2 or something.

I also forgot to pass Sonny the Robert Winston book. Oh no. Manukau Libraries, travelling the world!
Hahaha you are doing an exam but I am sitting here in the Business Class lounge and the lady just took away my cookies plate. Hahaha. HAHAH. HAHAH
Right now, I am sitting in the Air New Zealand Business Class lounge. I am so goddamn bourgeouiuius. (however you spell it). Cheese isn't cheese, it's Kapiti Gold Reserve or something. There is art on the walls. I took a photo with my mobile but it doesn't do it justice.

They also have cereal. And broadband, and power-points.

And ginger and white-chocolate cookies.

I still have the commoner-pleb mentality (does this cost money plz)

Oh man. Business class ohhhhyeahhh

Monday, June 26, 2006

Today, I mowed the lawn.

We have an electrical lawn-mower. Yes. Someone had the smart idea of attaching a live wire to a sharp rotating object.


[in the style of Dennis]

I was mowing the lawn and then I sliced the wire accidentally, but then some guy came along and said "Hey, do you want some cookies?" And then I said no and he got really angry so we then proceeded to duke it out with our fisticuffs, which lead to the dairy exploding. It was so exciting and there was this guy in the background making fighting noises like PSH and KAPOW and then there was this random guy holding this light and yelling things like "Cut" and I was like "dude, I already have, look at the wire" and HENRY GET THE FUCK BACK ON TOPIC


So yeah. I was holding a wire. And could have been like. Electrical-man, new superhero or some shit. Can you imagine the origin story?!


It was a cold Winter's afternoon, with the warming sun. What an ironic juxtaposition. Henry was dutifully mowing the lawn, without a care in the world...and then all of a sudden! A flash of light arced through his body, sending him into extreme convulsions! What was this?! It seems that he had accidentally sliced open the wire in his lawnmower! No longer human - half human, a quarter lawnmower, a quarter pure electrical energy, he screamed in pain to no avail...but he swore he would use his new-found powers to save the Alfalfan Gold Bears. For he was no longer Henry...he would be...



Anyway Yeah so that was the exciting thing. And then I walked into my room and turned the light on and the bulb blew. Sux.


[in the style of Raymond]

hehehe ^^


-Yesterday I watched a Tale of Two Sisters...the younger one looked like a boy... Like her head was grafted from a kid or something...if you know what I mean. XP
-I often watch PurePwnage, My Window and My Monitor.
-I read the FFXI news.

*types some more*

Here are some lyrics:

Mary had a little lamb
little lamb
little lamb

Mary had a little lamb but then
she got hungry and ate it
But then she got skin cancer
So don't eat pets

I......I did this one important thing....once......but.....I won't....tell you.


So yeah. I was mowing my lawn anyway and I noticed that we have at least four varieties of grass in our lawn.

We've got the ROOTER, which is like the dingy reserve grass, with the massive thick spreading underlying root things, and kind of looks like this:

Then there's the PERFECT, which is really fluffy and is like the sushi grass, actualised. Reminiscent of good designer gardens or something. Looks like:

Then, there's the CLOVER, which feels Irish and makes me an alcoholic. Not really. But yeah. Looks like:

Finally, the POKEMON, which is like, harbouring all these cute little monsters THAT WE MUST TOTALLY CAPTURE INTO OUR BALLS COME I WANT TO THROW MY BALLS AT YOU. CAPTURE. CAPTURE!

[in the style of David]

Grr. Here are some statistics:

Pastoral agriculture is practised throughout New Zealand and mainly comprises beef cattle, dairying, and sheep farming. However, deer farming is also an important livestock industry. Deer are farmed for venison and velvet. I like italics.

An ironic statement!


Continuing with the garden analogy. Sonny is a PERFECT, cause that grass looks perfect and its all like perfect specimen, but then clogs up my lawnmower. YEAH. TAKE TAHT. IT"S AN INSULT.

Dennis is a CLOVER. Cause every night, he drinks. Oooh yeah, we've been watching, us with MANY EYES.

I would be the ROOTER. There's more to me deep down but it's really annoying, and oh yeah, I'm ugly and thrive in parts of the garden you'd rather not visit.

Raymond is the POKEMON. This is the honorary white person's grass turned Asian cause they released all the Marill in the wild, and also for some reason you can't seem to see in the Pokemon grass, cause you obviously didn't notice that freaking huge Mightyena in the tall grass, did you? No.


Joe Hisaishi is a legend. Constriction from the FREEDOM album...omg. It's modern...intense...vibrant...and yet...not artsy and pretentious HOW'S YOU DO IT MRJAPAN plz tech me plz.

[in the style of William]



Anyway. Bread. Baguettes?

So good is so good

*cue ironic music*

*asterisk insertions*


*hey, you've got something in your hair*


Okay. I'm going back to Malaysia, so my house will be filled with Potatoes and flooding toilets.

[so you want me to comment but you never tag? Tske tske]


See you all in another time(zone)!

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Friday, June 23, 2006

-_- There are way too many Pokemon to even try and remember.


Thursday, June 22, 2006

kool eh
The Producers was a movie based on a play based on a movie about a play.

OMG LOL and Sonny uz was rite, Nathan Lane = Timon. You know what's more surprising?

Matthew Broderick = Simba XD
Just watched The Producers. This is a historic event, because this is the first movie under the Denniesman Film Rating Systeme Internazionale, I give a A+.

I was just gonna give it an A, but I honestly had a smile/explosion on my face for about half the movie. It had great music, impressive visuals, lots of humour, and a Will Ferrell that didn't shout *all* the time. If you enjoy randomness and good Broadway music, this is definitely your thing.

And I'm not gonna apologize for the A+. I haven't given one out yet. This one is definitely deserves it.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

I'm eatin subway.

Finished exam in like 1 hr lol

k bye


Blah lol did you know that cheques have an expiry date of six months, so I technically lost $600?

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

LOL my Assignment 3 mark for CS230 (which I didn't do as last-minute as Assignment 2 but still worked my butt off because I didn't pace well and start early etc), went from a FAIL (43/100) to an A- (81/100)

Woo the power of emailing your marker and telling him he's wrong. It works! YOU'RE WRONG

What is a Chocobo?

The chocobo is a large, herbivorous bird with powerful legs and a sharp, sturdy beak. Its size and impressive speed make it the most popular type of mount in Vana'diel. Although too small to allow flight, the chocobo's wings assist in keeping balance and also function as a type of brake.
A species native to the La Theine Plateau, the wild chocobo were once seen racing across the plains in great numbers. However, as the people of Vana'diel began to realize the utility of this fleet-footed creature, more and more chocobos were captured and domesticated. A truly wild chocobo is now a rare sight to behold.
Adventurers mainly use the chocobo as a mount, but there are those who are skilled at using gysahl greens to have the animal dig holes, taking advantage of its natural instinct to bury food.

Domestic Chocobos

Elvaan have raised chocobos for use in farming, hunting, and general labor since before recorded history.
But once the practice of riding bareback was civilized with the invention of reins and saddles, the number of people using chocobo mounts suddenly soared. Merchants now preferred chocobos for long, overland journeys, and the military adopted the birds for use in highly mobile cavalry units. People began selective breeding programs as the chocobo craze spread to every corner of Vana'diel.
Recently, the chocobo races held at a local level have been elevated to the world stage, garnering unprecedented attention.

Chocobo Breeds

These knightly mounts were bred in San d'Oria. They underwent training that allowed them to bear the weight of heavy armor and withstand the shock of cavalry charges. Destriers were characterized by their large, jet-black bodies and thick, powerful legs. With the decline of lance combat and improvements to ranged weaponry, destriers lost their place in battle to the faster coursers. These days, there are no remaining purebred destriers, but it is possible to see their proud bloodlines occasionally reemerge in the birth of rare, black chocobos.

The courser is a larger-than-average chocobo and is the most common breed found in the Kingdom of San d'Oria. They are characterized by their streamlined bodies, and long, graceful legs. They were originally bred for scouting duties, but their adoption into the military was accompanied by a general acceptance of the courser as an everyday mount. On extremely rare occasions, a red-colored courser will be born.

The mid-sized palfreys were bred to withstand the searing air and blazing heat of the desert. They are mainly raised in the Republic of Bastok and on Zepwell Island. With a relatively gentle demeanor, these chocobos are suited for those with who lack advanced riding skills. Palfreys are known to come in both blue and yellow.

This breed of chocobo has been magically reduced in size to provide mounts for the diminutive Tarutaru. They have short legs when compared to other breeds, but like the Tarutaru themselves, jennets are capable of maintaining a rapid pace. Due to a request from the southern Mithra wishing to blend into the jungle, there are some jennets that can be found in a shade of green.

With its huge population of adventurers, Jeuno boasts more frequent use of chocobos than any other nation. The main type of chocobo to be found in the duchy is the mid-sized rounsey. The pride of the famous trainer Brutus and his family, the rounsey is the result of a lengthy breeding program involving wild chocobos. This program has produced a robust mount of somewhat unpredictable temperament that is suited for long, punishing treks.

OMG YES lol we get to ride our own chocobos we breeeeedddd WOOOOOOTTTTT
I want a Destrier :D

Monday, June 19, 2006

Garlic smells really nice.


Life is a melodic cell construction. You got your melodic cells, they can occur in any order, and the cells can expand and contract in a randomized and unpredictable way.

Or is it additive rhythm? A constant pulse, with accents in unpredictable places that don't follow a set order?

Or is it isorhythm? Is there an underlying structure to it all, and though you may not notice due to the harmonization of it and the different color (pronounced dumbly French), it's really all just the same thing?


From the etymological point of view, false friends can be created in several ways:

  • Cognates. If Language A borrowed a word from Language B, then in one language the word shifted in meaning or had more meanings added, a native speaker of one language will face a false friend when learning the other.
For example, the words preservative (English), Präservativ (German), prezervativ (Romanian), preservativo (Italian, Spanish, Portuguese) and prezerwatywa (Polish) are all derived from the French préservatif. However, in all of these languages except English, the predominant meaning of the word has become condom, while the most common French word for "preservative" is now conservateur. Actual has a different meaning in English than in other European languages, where it means current or up-to-date, and has the logically derivative verb to actualize meaning to make current or to update.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

First exam is over.

Now, due to that thing that we all signed today (for those of us hit by the powah cut), I can't tell you anything. Not even the colour of the examination booklet, or what colour I had to fill out my name and ID number on. I can't tell you the format of the exam or what topics may or may not be covered. I can't tell you anything... except that it royally screwed me over lol!!! I didn't even properly attempt 10/80 (that's 12.5%) due to lack of time, but I left that mondus question till the end cause I knew I was gonna suck at it anyway.

I also printed out the email which said I should print it out (the email, not the printout of the email, although I did print out the email which turned out as the printout of the email) but they didn't want it because YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED ANY PAPER WITH YOU AT YOUR EXAMINATION (so therefore they were like we'll take it, though we don't want it, and you won't ever see it again). This meant I spent $0.10 for jack all. Also, they were so stingy on paper that when I asked for more paper to answer my question on (cause I kept getting it wrong and crossing it out and then realising it was right and recopying my answer etc and soon ran out of space), the old stingy examiner lady just said "write on the back of your exam booklet". I really hope they are marking the multiple choice questions and formal answers together, cause if they separate them out, I'm going to find that old lady, and I'm going to make her listen to high pitched Mongolian Yodelling through her nose.

I'm really glad it's over though, cause it means I can now totally forget about everything. Everything. I'm just hoping like mad on scaling, since I've got stupid mondoplussage which is totally anti-whatIwant (since I got pretty awesome assignment marks, and actually passed the midterm)

We shared an examination room (all llike, five of us strange COMPSCI225 people) with History and Politics. It was like a swarm of arts students vs some computer nerds. Then again this paper is more like surprise-maths, but hey.

This guy who I met in the maths help room smelt totally like cigarettes when he said hi randomly to me today to find out what room we were in (cause he couldn't read OR didn't have the brainpower to realise I would be sitting pretty close to the examination room anyway) and I'm sure I rose his exam mark by like 50% cause he had a look at my awesome 5 page condensed course book (half of which turned out to be really pointless and irrelevant). Man I'm banking so hard on scaling; I know I'll definitely pass but I need a B. My pass is B. Let everyone else pass at C-, I need my B (I'm too poor) (even though I am now getting teh moneiz off the government)

I am still annoyed that 90% of academy don't have a clue what swing is. You'd expect musicians to know at least a little bit about all of the fields (classical, modern, etc) and to not know swing is like...horrible. Horrible. No, it's not really "that thing that Irish soloists do". No. I couldn't care less if you mucked up the rest of my piece, but swing? You need to ask that? You need to listen to more music my friend. (specialists are people who know a lot about very little)


Saturday, June 17, 2006

Okay, maybe it's best that my pieces never get played ><

I'm sure all the players of Academy think I'm some sort of crazy lunatic after what my piece ended up sounding like today...

I guess Sibelius is as good as it gets, eh.
Yes. My free bottle of sunblock is waiting.

Once there was a man
who had a little too much
time on his hands.
He never stopped to think about getting older.
But when his night came to an end,
he tried to grasp for his last friend
and pretend that he could wish himself health on a 4-leaf clover.

He said: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round.
What once was emerald city's now a crystal town.

3 'o' clock in the morning,
You get a phone call from the Queen
With a hundred heads
she says that they're all dead.
She tried the last one on, it couldn't speak, fell off
and now she just wanders the halls
thinkin' nothing, thinkin' nothing at all...

She says: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.

The wheelie's are cutting pavement
and the Skeksis at the rave meant to hide,
deep inside their sunken faces and their wild rolling eyes,
But their callous words reveal
that they can no longer feel
Love or sex appeal.
The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal

To return to Oz, we fled the world with smiles and clenching jaws
Please help me friend from coming down
I've lost my place and now it can't be found

Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.

Haha. Have you figured out what scissor sisters really means?

Friday, June 16, 2006

I qualify for $115.94 a week.

I qualify for a back payment of $347.82

Time to transfer gilz to raboplus lol
Here's a funny story for you today, a culmination of a couple of things.

1) I sneeze rather often in the mornings. It's not that it's cold, or that it's dusty (although...then again it might) - I just sneeze in the mornings and stop somewhere about 10pm.

2) I was trying to go for a record of how long I could wear the same pair of pants without anyone noticing. I don't think anybody cared.

3) I often have cereal for breakfast, and I often eat in front of the PC holding the bowl in one hand and using the keyboard with the other while I'm not actively eating due to a lack of tablespace since we're untidy creatures.


Okay so this morning, I woke up, got my cereal, plonked down in front of the media computer, and all of a sudden I sneezed so violently, that half of my milk in my bowl and cereal went all over my pants. I started cracking up laughing, and then I heard the milk trickle through and drip onto the carpet and it was even funnier.

I obviously had to change my pants.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

In Greek mythology, Charybdis, or Kharybdis ("sucker down", Greek Χάρυβδις), is a sea monster, daughter of Poseidon and Gaia, who swallows huge amounts of water three times a day and then belches it back out again. She takes form as a whirlpool and devours anything within range. She lays on one side of a narrow channel of water.

On the other side of the strait was Scylla, another sea-monster. The two sides of the strait are within an arrow's range of each other, so close that sailors attempting to avoid Charybdis will pass too close to Scylla and vice versa. The phrase between Scylla and Charybdis has come to mean being in a state where one is between two dangers and moving away from one will cause you to be in danger from the other. Between Scylla and Charybdis is the origin of the phrase "between the rock and the whirlpool" (the rock upon which Scylla dwelt and the whirlpool of Charybdis) and may be the genesis of the phrase "between a rock and a hard place".

Charybdis as portrayed in The Odyssey (1997) TV miniseries; Odysseus's ship can be seen falling into its maw.
Charybdis as portrayed in The Odyssey (1997) TV miniseries; Odysseus's ship can be seen falling into its maw.

The Argonauts were able to avoid both dangers because they were guided by Thetis, one of the Nereids. Odysseus was not so fortunate; he chose to risk Scylla at the cost of some of his crew rather than lose the whole ship to Charybdis. (Homer's Odyssey, Book XII).

Traditionally, the location of Charybdis has been associated with the Strait of Messina off the coast of Sicily, opposite the rock called Scylla. The whirlpool there is caused by the meeting of currents, but is seldom dangerous. Recently scholars have looked again at the location and suggested this association was a misidentification and that a more likely origin for the story could be found close by Cape Skilla in north west Greece.

Charybdis was originally a sea-nymph who flooded land to enlarge her father's underwater kingdom, until Zeus turned her into a monster.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Today, we all got a glimpse of what the world would be like if it ended.

(Massive power cut in Auckland)

My exam got cancelled. They were selling sandwiches cheap. There is surprisingly little to do without electricity...I was mucking around on drums and piano.

Ah. music.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Today I condensed our 150 page Course Manual to 5 pages.

This is how much I care about the exam tomorrow: <->

This is how much I *should* care: <--------------------------------------------------->

I am unmotivated, but at least I made a cheatsheet you know that's always a start etc

Can't wait for the holidays.... or can I...

Saturday, June 10, 2006

National Treasure. Actually j ust a s good as when I first watched it. B+

+ Good guys in the movie use Google and bad guys use Yahoo! search engines.
+ To see some hidden special features on the R2 DVD navigate to the logbo ok in the upper right corner of the main men u and press sele ct to enter, then enter the code 405 a nd select the 'master code' for a list of all the special features avail able (some are otherwise only available in several hidden me nus that must be found through mini-games on each menu.

Space. :)

Friday, June 09, 2006

Lol, now I'm a failure as a student. I just handed in my composition 3 1/2 hours late, because I remembered the wrong hand-in time...I thought it was 5pm but it appears it was midday.


Thursday, June 08, 2006

G E B Bb 5:30 (finished main melodic material, touch up tomorrow)


Classical music really is great. Waltz #2 from Jazz Suite by Shostakovich. Man. That's some great orchestration right there. Oh. Oh man. I want my pieces played. I want to hear them like that. Like that! Full blown performances, not Sibelius. I hate you Sibelius, you sound so bad. I want brassy brass, earthy strings and playful winds I want the rhythmic drive of real people, not electricity and circuits and zeros and ones and assembly code. I want my music to turn from black and white to human and from human to eternal. What good is a picture if nobody's around to see it? What good is my music if nobody ever plays it? What good is a melody from a speaker, not from the heart?

Until I actually get a piece of mine played in public, I'm really a failure as a composer.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Clothespegs suspended in mid-air or so it seems on the lines in the cold winter backyard
The white moon half-full or half empty staring down shining down
I got the strangest feeling
Of how large everything is
And how small some things are

What was I doing outside?

I was pissing in the garden cause we only have one toilet.

lol but honestly the clothespegs looked cool

Monday, June 05, 2006
Just watched two movies, Broken Flowers and Primer.

Broken Flowers stars Bill Murray in his predictable "lets sit and look slightly dazed and sarcastic" pose, although in this movie he does a lot of "lets wear sunglasses a la Jack Nicholson (sp?)" too. It's a really ambiguous arty film that moves much too slowly with too many shots of a journey and not of a plot-point or critical moment. I guess if you enjoy watching scenes of random road movements and irrelevent shots of Bill Murray, this is your movie. It was still alright, nothing really gets resolved though. I say... B-.

Primer was better for me though it was horribly confusing at the start and the end. Plausible sounding, the start was really bad because it was just four people talking non-stop for ten minutes. Peaked in the middle when it clicks what's happening and how it's "working", and then at the end it kinda explodes and you stop understanding it. I did enjoy it, but not greatly. B+

Thursday, June 01, 2006

48hr film festival. Superhero one wins lol. nothin better than J.C and his sidekick, Holy Spirit XD

pretentious one had really nice visual effects + shots. lol dunno why found it very funny

Steve/Dennis/Simon's was alright. better music than the coming of age film, and actually followed the genre unlike the "action" one.