Field of Daize’s

Some good news, I suppose. It is strange, sometimes things are just happening, and sometimes you can’t cut a break when you want it. I guess I’m at a pretty fortunate time of life, all things considered.
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Well, back from Melbourne. It is nice to be back in Sydney, since I never really warmed up to Melbourne, which surprises me. It seems to have everything that I should like in a city; cultural awareness, interesting architecture, cafe culture… etc. Yet it feels to me like it is a run down city, somewhere that was and is no longer.
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Well, no updates for AGES… kinda sorry about that. Yet, I feel I’m going to have both more energy and more time for this journal in the near future. I strangely look forward to that.

Presently, I’m in St Kilda, Melbourne. Why? Well, for a deranged Buffy convention, which guest starred none other than James Masters (a.k.a Spike). The whole thing was pretty funny, and I knew I had to write it down.
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Essays, essays, and more essays.

I’m drowning in them, but I’m getting a bit of a second air, which is good. I am going to concentrate on them till the end of this week. I’m going to just try and disconect myself from the intermenetnet, the phone… etc for a while. So, if you try and conact me in the next week… I probably won’t get any messages. Sorry about that.

Don’t worry (if you were), I’m not depressed or anything. I am actually in better mood than I have been for a while. I just need to get my head down, bum up, and get some thinking done.

Some big ass helicopter woke me and my sister up last night. It was massive, and it had a huge spotlight pointed to the ground. The whole excersize would have lasted for about 30 minutes.

I am not sure, but it looked like it was where the Airport should be. Stupid helicopter.

My computer is now fixed. Or at least for the time being. Thanks to the wonderful work of Jimmy, I was able to get some headway into the thing.
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FUCKING WINDOWS XP.

That is all I’m going to say about that. My computer keeps freezing and giving me the blue screen of death. Something about “trying to run an dll as an app”. Crap.

I called up windows help line. They said (after about 25 miutes of wait) that it was probably a third party software doing it. A technitian would be more than happy to work me through it.. for $50.

Fuck that.

I hate computer. If I cannot find a reasonable answer to this dilema.. I have two options:

1) buy a copy of XP and reboot.
2) switch to linux.

But I like my windows box

At least the computer works if it is not connected to the web.

My last entry had “a.k.a”. when I meant to write “a la”. My lord, am I that incompetent?

I sit here in mild throbbing pain, partly from the anxiety evoked by a presentation that I’m soon to give, and partly becuase I just finished seeing a doctor. I figure that the headaches and stuff that I’m having were worthy of a medical observation. After a brief physical, the Doc told me in no uncertain terms that I was just a big sook, and that I should grow spinal chord, or at least some testicles. She did, however, send me to get some blood tests, to check to see if I did indeed have cojones or not.
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I’ve gotten off my ass and applied for two jobs. Government stuff, a.k.a Harvey Pekar… heehhehehe.

Just thought I should write it down.

I finished an assignement that should have been finished a long time ago today. It went fairly mediocre, but it will hopefully make it through. Now there is only another four more to go, and a presentation on Monday. Joy.
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I finished an assignement that should have been finished a long time ago today. It went fairly mediocre, but it will hopefully make it through. Now there is only another four more to go, and a presentation on Monday. Joy.
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I’m finding it harder to write essays these days. I actually think that my writing has gotten, on the whole, better. However, I’m having problems structuring ideas in a coherent way. Funnily enough, I tend to help those around me write THEIR essays. What does that say about me? Mostly that I’m crazy, I think.
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I was about to break into a whiny spiel about the incompetence of State Rail Authority, which left me stranded in Central with no frickin’ trains. I mean… why do they sell me a ticket when they KNOW that there aren’t going to be any triains? Shouldn’t they tell me something before I waste my money?

But rather than go down that path, I’d prefer to talk about my excellent presentation today.
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Well, I’ve finally updated King Romulus . There are two new comics (#42, and #43). I quite like the last one (which is the one that is on the main page). The other one isn’t quite as good, but I thought the idea was cute.
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First and foremost, a big THANK YOU to Jo…. who managed to get me a much coveted Trogdor t-shirt. I feel like my head a-splode from excitment.
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Well, a more upbeat entry, for the avid readers out there. Though I should first say thank you to all the messages sent. Why, and from who…. well… if you did, you’ll know.
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I wish I had some sort of portable dict-a-tape, or a portable pc, so that I could gather my material for this journal during my day. I often have so much that I want to write whilst on the bus, or doing the shopping. And at the end of the day, when I sit at my computer, the last thing that I want to do is think of stuff.
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I woke up today, same as normal. I had a blistering headache, and I ached everywhere. This has become very common, over the last few weeks.
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AAARRRGGH. So I’m in the computer labs yesterday, writing a very long diary entry. I was feeling good, since I’ve neglected these poor pages for a while. And then, the most curious thing happened. The computer went black, a little sign came up saying “I’m going to sleep now”, and then the whole thing just shut down. Just like that. Though I credit the computer for being polite about it, I was still very ticked off. However, I shall try and re-tell what I wrote as best as I can.
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I’ve been neglecting writing in the diary. This is not neccesarily a bad thing… after all; tis my diary and I shall do whatsover I please with it.
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