Grace Notes @ Snarkattack

Did this ages ago, but can’t remember what I got the first time. Anyway, here is my results now.

I only wish I thought I were better than other people. Life would be a good deal easier…

…mentioned that I’m apparently not tall enough. It doesn’t really matter, he has…disposed of me for other many, varied reasons which are only really known to him. Doormats are after all supposed to accept this fate!

But trust xkcd to crack me up about it…hehe.

*giggle*

Lookee here!

He’s not the first boy I’ve met that’s made some slight on my lack of height. Curse those pesky genetics! *shakes fist*

Yeah well, if he’s complaining I wasn’t happy the last time I saw him, I’m definitely unhappy now, and he’s the cause. I’m lame, I know. But I’m sure boy-related lameness will soon pass.

Your result for The Attachment Style Test…

The Doormat

60% Anxiety Over Abandonment and 58% Avoidance Of Intimacy

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Hmm, I always did feel rather sorry for Eeyore.

Shittest Monday ever. Missed out on going to some art deco exhibition with M because I couldn’t stop crying for a good deal of time this morning. I don’t even know why. I think I need to try ecstasy. Or get trashed at the pub later. Least that’s legal, eh?

(Again, C - thank you for being so good to me and pointing out ‘asshattery’. See, I love you so much I used American spelling. For us it’s ‘arse’ not ‘ass’. Though ‘arseshattery’ doesn’t quite sound right…anyway, I digest (sic - bless Ali G))

Anyway, this cracked me up good and proper.

We have wood article on Wikipedia a la Randall Munroe…

We have some nerd editing said article to resemble today’s xkcd comic…

We have the boring, restored version which is now locked, haha! Spoil sports…

(Some Firefly fan on LiveJournal did point out that Munroe mucked up the name of the episode…it’s in fact ‘Our Mrs. Reynolds’ and not ‘Jaynestown’)

Note to self: must buy Firefly and must watch again.

Not anyone specific, just generally. We’re so…destructive.

I was just talking to C before and now that she’s gone, I feel a bit sad. Probably because I can’t sleep again (though it’s cool, I spent most of the weekend sleeping - didn’t get to do anything fun, but at least I caught up on sleep before my working week starts again). I could be sad because I was listening to Feist. Dunno.

She did say some very nice things that, well, made me wish we didn’t live so far away.

Anyway me being sad = well, you should know by now.
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Nah, not referring to my life…*wink*.

My Jamie McKelvie comic books finally arrived in the mail last week at my parents’ place and I started reading them. I’ve finished Long, Hot Summer which was disappointing only because it was so short. And also not in colour. That was what I loved about Suburban Glamour.

But Phonogram is fecking fantastic. I mean, I had to stop reading it because I didn’t want it to finish too quickly. Let me see if I can rustle up a Wiki link.

Recently, I had a bit of a run-in with members of the opposite sex and it’s left me a bit…burnt. As a result, for some weird reason I find myself listening to Britpop. I don’t know, I kind of find it soothing for a not-quite broken heart (if you have an actual broken heart, then nothing will save you. Nothing).

I pulled out my old Radiohead (not quite Britpop I know…), Suede who just rock (and of course I can’t find one of their albums which is really pissing me off), and Elastica (wasn’t all that keen on their self-titled but gave it a chance thanks to M).

It’s funny, I was talking to K the other day and she said that while she loves Radiohead’s OK Computer she said she just can’t listen to it because it depresses her dreadfully.

I was going to post about my weekend, but can’t be stuffed. Let me just say thanks to Rob, K & M for looking after me last week. I really needed it.

But now’s time to check on the tea and dance like crazy to New Order’s ‘Temptation’! Woo yea!

On Wikipedia’s main page they have these cool featured articles - a different one for each day.

Tomorrow’s (well, my tomorrow) one is…interesting.

Lookee!

Sertraline sucks arse. That is all.

(But I still heart Wikipedia!)

Interestingly enough, a friend asked me to go to an exhibition about drugs on the weekend. Curiouser and curiouser!

I went through ALL my notes and tagged them so that it shows whenever I mention specific people. It turns out I mention Rob A LOT. Well, he is my best bud, but it might be scary to others who aren’t aware of that (incidentally, I know he doesn’t consider me his best friend - which is fine. He has a wonderful partner and they are probably the only couple I know who I pretend will never break up; I mean all couples do eventually, don’t they? Even death parts them…but not them. They will go down in the blaze of glory that is the double suicide caused by either a. over-consumption of homebrew or b. the Darvon cocktail. Look it up on Urban Dictionary. I’m still so pissed they removed its entry on Wikipedia and its deletion log wasn’t exactly super-easy to find. Oh christ, I’ve crossed a new level of nerddom)

Except one.

There was one note where I admitted I nearly sent a Valentine to someone I fancied. Now someone I had coffee with today was telling me about how one female friend he had used to blog about her now boyfriend before they started seeing one another, and how this bloke used to read her blog! Zomg.

So yeah, I didn’t tag that note. Hi B if you happen to read this through the dreaded Facebook. You will be tagged.

Hmm, I’ll mention that really cute bloke that both B and Rob know…but I won’t tag him. I think I’ve pestered him enough by actually telling him he looks hot on a photo on Facebook (aha! I know, I’ll do it retrospectively like I will with the boy I nearly sent a Valentine to when he’s no longer single. Aha…). Oh and thank feck my last ex isn’t on here either! Or Nerd of my Dreams…

Oh god, I’ve really plunged into the depths of the lame now, haven’t I? Come join, it’s soooo much fun. We’ll blame my persistent insomnia, hm?

Yea, I get to post a positive post for a change!

(Oh christ, I’ve forgotten how to use the ‘unordered list’ html tag, zomg nerd embarrassment…)

- Rome is being repeated on pay TV - am trying to catch it whenever I’m at my parents’ place
- found a Killdozer album that my ex once lent to me (Uncompromising War on Art Under the Dictatorship of the Proletariat in particular, which I recall being hilarious)
- I ordered some xkcd tee shirts
- I also ordered some cool comics by a guy called Jamie McKelvie (whom Warren Ellis waxes lyrical over)
- read a funny poem by Shanna Compton
- I ordered two plays by Tom Stoppard and they’re waiting to be picked up already! They are Travesties and Arcadia
- tried kangaroo meat for the first time this week at a steakhouse
- got some Keep Calm and Carry On apparel
- am on a new antidepressant (paroxetine) which seems to be loads better than the previous one (in that I’m not throwing up nearly every morning, w00t!)
- got some lovely BPAL in the mail - after ordering a month ago! sheesh
- Neil Gaiman is in Melbourne-town!
- I have the love of not one, but two cats!
- I finally have an idea for a poem, but it requires me to do some research/reading on the poet Thomas Chatterton

I love Randall Munroe. A major science nerd who actually knows what iambic pentameter is.

To keep sane at work I went through the entire archive of xkcd and was just one of the many ones that made me chuckle.

NB. Don’t forget to put your mouse over the image for more text. I *think* it works this time.

I didn’t take my anti-depressants yesterday (on Thurs night, went to the pub, drank too much, crashed at my place, left my meds at my folks’ place). Over 24 hours later, the glitching has begun. I feel like a character out of William Gibson’s Neuromancer, hehe.

I wish I could just embed this into my blog (I forgot how…). It’s so fecking good.

Edit: okay, I figured it out. Here we go! (but I can’t get the text when you put your mouse over the cartoon to show up. It’s “I didn’t even know I *had* the Monty Python ‘Lumberjack’ song.”)

Yeah, me and the rest of the English-speaking world. Anyway, I liked his New Year’s message:

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

(from http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2007/12/as-i-was-saying.html)

I know I’ll read some fine books this year (hell, I’m already reading some pretty damn fine books, namely Alan Moore’s erotic masterpiece Lost Girls and Sylvia Plath’s collected poetry) but what I really want is to kiss someone who thinks I’m wonderful.

A girl can dream, can’t she?

Last day of NaBloPoMo! It’s over till next year when I assume I’ll be doing it all over again!

I was somewhat mirthful over getting my first paycheck. I’ve been trying to get a comic book at a local pop culture shop which is run in a most erratic manner - they said stock of Alan Moore’s Promethea was coming but they didn’t know when. Hmph. And they didn’t seem to care much for my custom so I thought bugger that, I’ll buy them on eBay.

So my first official purchase with my new-found wealth was on comic books, Alan Moore’s Promethea books 1-3 and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman volume 2 (which I’ve actually read but loved and so desperately want to own a copy!).

First week of work is over. Oh my god, I’m exhausted. But it’s okay, now I’m drinking beer and waiting to catch up with my ex hopefully - if he doesn’t cancel on me again like he has the last two times I was supposed to see him. I still refuse to believe it’s impossible to be friends with ex-significant others, call me stubborn.

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1. I love the taste of cod liver oil (yeah, I’m a sick freak).
2. I have very chipped nail polish on at the moment and it looks oh-so tarty.
3. I live with two guys.
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7. I work in a call centre.

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4. http://snarke.net
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That’s my post for today…not many more left for NaBloPoMo!

God I’m lame.

It actually bothers me when someone removes me as a friend on Facebook, I mean, wtf? It isn’t someone I know in real life though I have corresponded with her via several e-mails. And what is with everyone listing that they’re in relationships?! Jealous - perhaps! I don’t know, I need to get over my Facebook addiction (thanks lots Dee! Yeah, I blame you for introducing me to the world of Facebook). Maybe I ought to deactivate my account…
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I’d like to know why strangers are following me on Twitter! I think it’s kind of nice, but I don’t fancy myself as being very interesting and yet people seem to be adding my Twitter feed to theirs to follow. As an exercise in positivity, I think it’s going remarkably well. I do read back on it and see that I largely tend to focus on the good, fun things I’ve done in the day, and even if the day hasn’t gone so well, I’ll try really hard to record something nice that happened. Yea me, haha.
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