Field of Daize’s

My soup spelled backwards is “puos”

April 30th, 2003

Feeling like crap. Don’t want to be angsty, but sometimes it all seems unavoidable. But I shan’t pollute the diary like that. Instead, here is a general message to everyone.

I’m going to be rather uncontactable for the coming days. As many of you know, my mobile has been off for quite a while. Now it is also my internet connection at home. And since my uni account has a pretty short “free download” life, it may be hard for me to recieve email. If you want to reach me at all, it is best done through my puzzling account, as hotmail will probably be really full of spam by the time I get to open it.
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Postie, please deliver

April 30th, 2003

Future Spam message for today.
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Leave me the birds and the bees… pleeease.

April 29th, 2003

Notice the time stamp. It is an ungodly hour of the morning. And I’ve been up for two of those already. It is before midday, for fucks sake. Something has got to give, and I vote it is clarity and cohernece in this entry.
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We dont’ speak anymore of War

April 27th, 2003

Thanks to the greatest person in the world (namely Jimmy), this diary entry comes to you thanks to the power of Mandrake 9.1. This only means something to those of you who are geeky. And to most geeks it is probablya lame cop out (after all, if you are hard core, you use Free BSD, heck, you probably use Assembler to do anything, cos that is hella cool). But I like it a lot. The best bit so far, apart from the relatively painless upgrade, is the SEXY FONTS. I think I no longer need humanity… these fonts satisfy me in every which way.
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It’s a hard knock life

April 26th, 2003

I need sympathy and plenty of it. I had a bit of a slip on the bike, and I’m a little bruised. I was riding from my house to Sally’s today. I normally take the same route that I take to go to uni, a route i’ve done thousands of times. But since I was stopping at her brother’s place first, to pick up a video, I took the less solicited “Salsbury road way”
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War…good God y’all

April 25th, 2003

Well, I finally got of my ass and procrastinated with SERIOUS ULTIMATE POWER. I finally got to working on the interface for my comics page, and I have to say that I’m extremely happy with my efforts.

Wow, am I THAT modest? I’d love to get some opinons on the current prototype. Most of the links don’t work, except for some of the ones that are on the top navigation bar. It will eventually be driven by a mad database engine, far more powerfull than humanity has seen to date, kindly developed by Jimmy.
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It’s dreamy weather

April 24th, 2003

Getting out of the house has become a daily challenge, one that is constantly not realised. I don’t know why I can’t do it… there is something severly wrong with this scenario, that must be remedied soon, lest I go insane.

Today I manged to shower, and to put shoes on. That is where the energy to do anything else vanished. Still, cooked some, and that was kinda nice.
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My love is like a rain cloud.

April 22nd, 2003

Why am I up this early in the morning? Those of you who are more observative might notice the time stamp on this entry. The last time I had to wake up this early, it took several medics to kick start my heart. It is inhuman, I tell you.

But before I do, I am looking for people who are paying users of Live Journals. Anyone out there love my rants enough to syndicate me? Please please please?
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We can’t bomb it into Peace

April 20th, 2003

My back flaired up today after walking around, and my head is splitting me. I have absolutely no energy, and I’m sulky.

I am not in a happy mood. I think I need a spa to soothe my ails.
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Am I only dreaming?

April 20th, 2003

First some good news. A couple of days ago, i got an email from the beautifull Janice. Janice was my tutor for Silent to Sound Cinema, and she is quite clearly the most attractive academic in Usyd. Even more great is that we have very compatible approaches to Art appriciation. But enough about my drool about her. The point that I had to make is that the email asked if she could give her student the email address from my Buster Keaton site. She said that it was a good looking site, and that the annalysis was brilliant (which I already knew, because I rule, and because i got a HD for it).
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Can’t stop us now

April 18th, 2003

Whinge now. My back is absolutely aching at the moment. It hasn’t hurt this bad in years, and it is not the most promising of signs. I walked around with Sally in the city, and it took less than two hours for me to be completely and utterly useless as a walking entity. I’ll try and weather it for a couple of days, and if not, it is back the chiro. This headache and endless tiredness doesn’t seem to help things either.

Ok, end whinge
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Sabado distrito federal

April 16th, 2003

Had an undescribable bad run in with a newspaper article from the SMH yesterday. So inflamed was I that I wrote up about it on Eyes. Mind you, it was written in haste and in midst of heavy tiredness, so it is unlikely to make much coherent sense. I also wrote it quite a few hours after I read the article. Had it been written straight after, it would have been far more violent. Thank goodness that the #hades people put up with the brunt of my inanity.

Oh, and before I forget, there are new pics up. These are pictures taken from Jimmy’s site.
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Why should I chase the shadows of my love..

April 14th, 2003

Well, today’s entry comes to you from the wonderfull and utterly exciting Univeristy of Western Sydney, Milperra campus. Why? because my sister was mega stressing about getting her assignment in, and so I gave her a lift here. Aren’t I a good boy? The funny thing is that not three hours ago, I was passing this place on my bike. I really have to stop coming out west, the people are strange.
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for existing in the first place

April 13th, 2003

Well, a short entry in there today. Hmmm, Jimmy will be more than pleased, since he hates the longer entries :) .

I just went on the most impulsive and decidedly strange journey. It was a gorgeous day, and since I haven’t been on Willow (my bike) for such a long time, I decided to go for a jolly ride.
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Dressed up like a million dollar Trooper. ..

April 12th, 2003

Wierd week. More than anything, I keep getting jerked around by stilly Appen. Apparently the project has been “delayed”. I’m not sure what the fuck that means, except that I don’t have ANY money. And I mean nothing, nada, rien, zilch, nieta. Not bloody happy. I have put in a few more resumes, mostly tutoring stuff. But I’m getting desperate, and I feel that it may just be time to get the humble shoes and trundle off to some Cafe or bar somewhere and get a job there. I just don’t want to go back to hospitality… it is liable to kill me.
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Come away with me.. in the night

April 9th, 2003

Bloody proposal is bloody in. Bloody bloody bloody. I just can’t belive it took me so lont to write. It ended up being a very lame thing, all things be told. I really like my thesis topic, but I find it hard to put into words. The actual writing took me the better part of an hour. The thinking about it, procrastinating, procrastabating… that took nearly three days. It is rediculous. I really don’t knwo what is going to happen when I actually start writting the essay.
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You, and me, we have an oportunity

April 7th, 2003

So much to write.. it seems somewhat daunting. Will I even make it to the end of the entry… i’ll try. It has been one interesting weekend…. where responsibility was mostly thrown out the window, and the results were fabulous. Let’s begin…
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Guerrilla radio…turn that shit up.

April 5th, 2003

Strange day.

Put up the pool table today… it looks pretty spanky in my living room! Offcourse, there is little room for anything else, but what could be classier than having a ruddy great big table in your living room? Strangely, though there are still some hotspots where the cue doesn’t quite fit well, all in all I find it easier to play on it here than in Hose of Sin. Thanks mick.
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I touch the fire

April 4th, 2003

I’m coming down with something. Or rather, i’m already down with something and I feel like shite. Some sort of flu thing. I keep getting people telling me it is probably SARS. Everyone who says this does so with a joyous smile on their faces. That gives me confidence…. seems people want me to come down with this. Fair enough.
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I though you’d died alone

April 1st, 2003

YEAH!!!! I’ve finally done the deed….. gone out and gotten myself pierced! I am now the happy and most satisfied owner of a LABRET. Before you ask… yes, it did hurt to high bollocks. And yes, it will be sore for quite a while, and won’t be fully healed for a couple of MONTHS.

Before I start that narrative, I just want to direct people to some party pics, brought to you from the caring camera of KT!
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