The New Craze Sweeping The Internet

Ohhh, dearest blog readers, I must eat my words in this blog entry. While I poked fun in a previous blog at Panic! At the Disco for being an emo band, I have become addicted to them... I've downloaded all the songs off their album, and [Nebsy] and I listen to "There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey. You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet" at least twice a day. It is just the most awesomest song. I say to you, go forth and download!!

Speaking of shameless publicity, I did a verrrry clever thing... I did a "publicity run" for I'm A Rapper (http://elwood.vic.edu.au/home/lie50/) on www.ebaumsworld.com. I posted on the flash animation forum, under the thread title "The new craze sweeping the internet" and the hit counter on the website jumped from somewhere in the 400s to 964, as it is now. Woohoo!! Needless to say, not everyone who viewed our wonderful animation posted on the forum about it, and of those 9 people who did post, here are their responses. Talk about constructive criticism:

"i didn't like it, rap is totally exhausted."
"was that like supposed to be making fun of gangsta rap? i was pretty dumb."
"That was freaking retarded."
"That was the most homosexual flash EVAR!"
"I swear I know that voice, What part of Aus you in?" - (Someone from Western Australia. :S)
"Her voice was so dull and flat."
"wow....how could anyone ever enjoy that piece of shit"
"closed it right after it told me to turn down my volume in fear of it being a screamer" - (It actually says to turn your volume up!)

Yeah... not too great... but hey, because of my cheap, crappy, false advertising style publicity run, I'm A Rapper got heaps more views! It went in through people's eyes and ears, and into their brains! Whether they liked it or not, they heard Nebsy's voice and saw my leet animation skillz. Ha! So there.

In other news, I'm feeling better... having pistol-whipped some of my homework to the curb always makes me feel a bit better. My Res Des and Anal assignment is almost finished, and I've actually started my youth studies essay, which I was panicking about, but it turns out no one else has even looked at theirs! Unfortunately I was silly and didn't read the unit guide, and forgot to put in page numbers into the quotes I've got, so I'mma have to go through all the books again. >( Damn!! What a drag. But still, I've kidnapped most of the books on the topic from the library, so if I fail, I drag everyone who chose this topic down with me.

Now for, what you, my dear and treasured blog reader, has been looking forward to the most! An update on how Skirath, my role play character is going. No romance happened between Vadbol and Skirath, Skirath got some more sex with her boyfriend Elroy, but then Vadbol took her back home to her town, where she got rejected because she's got the plague. So she and Vadbol returned to Otto, to find the whole place destroyed. Vadbol chucked a spazz and went the equivalent of Super Saiyan, then told Skirath he loved her, and nicked off. And so ended Decay: One Shot.
Now I've moved on to Decay: Glimmered Hope, which, between me and you, isn't half as good. No sex, no violence, and a salesman robot travelling companion for Skirath, named Bartlebe, who is not unlike Jar Jar Binks. And completely unscrewable. Damn! But ssshhhh, don't tell [lacklustre] I said that! I'm sure things will become more fun, I am just impatient.

Well, that's about it... Only a week and a day left until it's study holidays! I say, I do have a most agreeable guzam (exam) timetable... Res Des and Anal guzam on the 15th of June, and Genetics guzam on the 22nd. Only 2!! :D

Prince Charming Resurfaces

I have some pretty weird news for you, my loyal and appreciated blog readers. Tonight I got a call from none other than Prince Charming... yeah, my ex. He definitely had some problems... but it sounds like he's getting better. Apparently he just wanted to see how I was, which is really nice considering I've been wondering about how he was, but didn't want to call in case he got the idea that I wanted to be his girlfriend again. So now I got to hear that he's okay and talk to him, and I explained how I couldn't get back together with him. He was really mature about it, and my mum was super proud of me.

In other news, I've been feeling a lot better lately, since my last blog entry. Decay: One Shot is going mind-explodingly well... Skirath spent the night in a barn with her hick boyfriend Elroy, and then came home the next morning and got in trouble with Vadbol because she possibly gave Elroy the plague. So Vadbol locked the door and said Skirath couldn't go out, so she chucked a tanty and ran into the bathroom and cried for hours, then later that day, while Vadbol was away, she snuck out the window and went to see Elroy... turns out he didn't get infected because he got innoculated against the plague, so Skirath went home, argued with Vadbol some more, then threw up and got covered in spew. So right now Vadbol is bathing her. Yes, I know, how romantic. Only kind of... not. Although Decay could use another sex scene... you know, to make it a baker's dozen. Okay, kidding. After all, there has only been five so far. Man, Decay rocks.

As appropriate to both paragraphs of this diary entry, here's a pic I drew the other day. I uploaded it to ET, and it spent the last few days up on my house. The guards haven't even noticed!! I was going to keep it up there, but then I figured, naaaah, so I'll put it up here:



Yeah, they're characters from Decay. [Nebsy]'s character Grips is the one underneath.
While we're on the topic of pr0n, behold! My emoticon of Sofie from Kill Bill with no clothes on:
cK:D) 3 >----B
(she's got her hair in a bun, and no arms). Clever, huh? Maybe not as cute as the mouse emoticon I made:
<:3 )~~~
Awwwwww!!! Cute! Anyway, I have a post in Decay (and a stupid lab report) to write! Cheerio!

A Humour Sandwich

Oh Diary, like, I've been feeling so blue lately. First of all, like, my flick haircut is growing out, and I, like, seriously have to get the red and black dye redone, but I spent all my money on My Chemical Romance and Panic! At the Disco CDs. Like, this totally blows, now all I can do is sit at home and write poetry about how my life is a black abyss of nothingness. Seriously, this is like, all the fault of those conformists.

... Yeah, well not quite. I hope you enjoyed the random emoness, I just thought I'd give you something to laugh about before I told you how my life is really going, and I'll end on a joke, so as to sandwich the real black abysmalness in between humour. You see, things ain't going so well right now... two days ago I found out I got the lousiest mark I have ever, ever got, ever on something that was worth 25% of my Youth Studies Sociology subject. So you don't die from a heart attack automatically when I tell you, I'll gangsta it up a bit. I got fiddy fo percent.
Yeah. Not great.
(That's 54%, in case you're not up with the lingo).
And I've been kinda depressed lately... probably the result of having no life beyond work, uni, and ET, unless you count catching the bus, but I know you don't count catching the bus. And I know I shouldn't have much to complain about, like a family and friends and food and a roof over my head... but I can only really compare myself to my closest point of reference... Nebs. And Nebs has it all... good marks at uni, she earns more money than me, she has a life and an ET presence. *Sigh* I know there's nothing you, my loyal blog readers, can do about it... reassuring messages won't help, so please don't waste both of our time. But I hope things get better, and soon.

For those of you who've been following the adventures of Skirath, my role play character, she and her 8 foot tall strong and violent type guardian angel Vadbol have now reached the safety of a town (not before getting attacked by zombies), and currently, Skirath is at a dance with a nice young country fellow named Elroy. Oooh, I wonder what Vadbol will think if she takes him home? >D

Well, thanks for putting up with my miserlyness... Here's the jokes, as promised. I found these 3 gems on someone's ET house, and I thought they were just hillarious (the extra L is for extra Laughs!) The last one is my favourite.

Little Johnny comes in to school one morning wearing a brand new watch. Obviously his best friend little Benny wants to know where the watch is from, so Johnny tells his story: "I was coming from the bathroom to my bedroom when I heard a strange noise from my parents bedroom. I walked in and saw the bouncing up and down. Dad said I could have anything I wanted as long as I didn't tell the family. I asked for a new watch and here it is."
Benny decides he wants one too, so night after night he listens outside his parents bedroom for any strange noises and, sure enough, eventually he hears some banging and groaning from the other side of the door. He walks in and catches his parents in the act, so his dad offers him anything he wants to keep quiet about the whole affair. Benny immediately says "I want a watch.". The dad sighs and says: "Alright but go and stand in the corner and don't make a noise."

One day, Little Johnny wanders into the local brothel, dragging a dead frog on a piece of string along behind him (thud, thud, thud). He goes up to the woman at the front and says "Please, Miss, I'd like a girl please." "Go home, sonny" replies the proprietor, not unkindly, "you're too young yet for this." Johnny reaches into his pocket and drags out a £50 note which he slaps on the desk and beams brightly. "Up the stairs, 3rd door on the right" comes the reply as the £50 vanishes. Johnny starts to climb the stairs, (thud, thud, thud) when he runs back again. "I forgot, this girl has got to have active herpes!" he cries.
"No way kid, all our girls are clean!" Johnny reaches into the other pocket and another £50 appears. "Ahh, last door on the left..." he is told. Johnny climbs the stairs, still dragging the dead frog on the string (thud thud thud), and some time later reappears. He waves to the woman at the front desk and is about to go out (with frog) when she calls him back. "I can understand curiosity at your age," she says, "but why the active herpes?"
"Well," says Johnny, "when I go home, the babysitter will be there. I'll screw her before she goes home and she'll get the herpes. Later on, dad'll take her home and have her in the back of the Mercedes, and he'll get the herpes. Later on, he'll get back and jump on mummy and she will get the herpes too. In the morning, daddy'll go to work, the milkman will come and get in bed with mummy and he'll get the herpes and HE'S THE BASTARD WHO RAN OVER MY FROG!"

Three men who were lost in the forest were captured by cannibals. The cannibal king told the prisoners that they could live if they pass a trial. The first step of the trial was to go to the forest and get ten pieces of the same kind of fruit. So all three men went separate ways to gather fruits.
The first one came back and said to the king, "I brought ten apples." The king then explained the trial to him. "You have to shove the fruits up your butt without any expression on your face or you'll be eaten."
The first apple went in... but on the second one he winced out in pain, so he was killed.
The second one arrived and showed the king ten berries. When the king explained the trial to him he thought to himself that this should be easy. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8... and on the ninth berry he burst out in laughter and was killed.
The first guy and the second guy met in heaven. The first one asked, "Why did you laugh, you almost got away with it?" The second one replied, "I couldn't help it, I saw the third guy coming with pineapples."

Ohhh so funny!!! XD

And One Day I'll Be President

I can already hear the sounds of complaints that I ain't been blogging as much as I used to... I guess that is 2 reasons, nothing has happened and nothing takes up a lot of time to happen, so I haven't had time to write.

So aside from uni, eating, sleeping, chatting and writing a lot of ET messages, there is only really one cool thing I can crap on about in my blog... and that's Decay, [lacklustre]'s role play. It is SOOOO much fun! [Nebsy] and I are OBSESSED with it, we talk about it all the time, draw pictures from it, joke about it, etc. Since my last blog entry, Skirath got got by one of the rapists, but then rescued by this awesome giant guy called Vadbol. She has been travelling around with Vadbol, and saw him wipe out this whole bunch of people (who had guns) with knives! Right now they're doing what they do best... no, not that! Get your mind out of the gutter! They're walking. Not as cool, but yeah.

Oooh, oooooh, other news! I gave a talk at uni for my sociology (Youth Studies) subject. I talked about young people's involvement in politics... I had prepared the talk the night before I did it, but I went soooo well! I just talked, and I cracked the class up twice (nothing is funnier than the Democrats... those losers...). The teacher said it was "brilliant", and that the class is lucky to have someone who is involved with politics there to give a talk. Pretty good! :D My mum said one day I'll be Prime Minister, but I told her no way, I'm definitely going to be President. Heh. I wish I could just be a housewife, but there you go.

Well, I'd better get back to RP'ing in Decay and writing that goshdarn genetics report.

Easter, Beach and Decay

Yeah, I know I haven't blogged in a while and perhaps those of you who have become Reading Chaos's Blog Dependent may be suffering... but anyway, sorry, I may as well get on with it and fill you in on all the stuff that's been going on.

Well, the most obvious thing that went on this week was Easter... including an awesome Good Friday meal with [Nebsy], Henick and 'D' (our parentals), our auntie Woo, and [MisterScurvy] and Pezzy. That was awesome... delicious home made hot cross buns, prawns, etc!

Then on Easter Sunday I got the day off doing homework and Henick and 'D' took me to the beach when they dropped Nebs off at Pez's place. We also visited my grampa, and had a wonderful lunch (for me of pancakes!) at a little beachside cafe/kiosk that Prince Charming had taken me to a while back. After that we walked along the Mordialloc (I think that's how you spell it) pier. I took a lot of photos... got a good "supermodel" one of me which is currently up on my house. I got a lot of shots of water, and a particularly nice series of photos documenting the flip-flopping death of a fish someone had caught.

Aside from that, I've been working my butt off doing the never-ending Res Des and Anal assignment, and procrastinating from starting my Genetics FlyLab project. It seems I have actually lost the info sheets for FlyLab... damn...

But, possibly as good as Easter and the Beach combined, was the wonderful time I've been having role playing in Decay and chatting to [lacklustre]. My character Skirath (Decay: Skirath had to run away from 2 crazed rapists, and ended up trapping them in a chasm. Now she is up against a slightly less exciting death by freezing out in the desert at night. Read about all the fun at Decay: One Shot. Also you'll love the whole Grips story, taking place above Skirath. >D

Decay, Decay, Decay

Well, the title kind of says it all. Yes, lately, [Nebsy] and I have gotten totally obsessed by [lacklustre]'s role play, Decay. It isn't started yet, but my character (Decay: Skirath) and Nebs's character (Decay: Grips) are complete. Also, we have drawn some of the characters... and most importantly, been bothered to digitally photograph the pictures and upload them on ET! (In exchange for [lacklustre] answering our Decay-related questions... most of which revolve around the dymamics of the character's relationships... mmmm, yes...)

Anyway, I have become sidetracked. What I meant to do was link you to Decay: 31 Flavors which is the page where our pictures are residing.

Well, in other news I've done 2 nasty horrible uni tests and got them out of the way... I'm guessing I got Bs or Cs for them... other than that the only stuff I have to do is my RDA (research design and analysis, or as I call it, res res and anal) assigment and think up a talk that I'll have to give for youth studies. And they don't have to be finished until after Easter!

I would rant about how crappy one of my bosses from work is... a real nightmare t-rex from hell... but I just can't be bothered going into the long and complex history of this horrible monster... So just frown for me. >(

You Know You Went To The Worst School In The World When...

Well, okay, I'll admit it, I'm not too keen on putting other people's song lyrics up on my ET house. In fact, I am quite heartily opposed to it... If they won't allow you to upload other people's art or even photos of celebrities, then why should you be allowed to display someone else's intellectual property? Especially if you don't at least write the name of the song and the band (a sure-fire one-way trip to misunderstandingsville in a poetry-filled community such as Elftown). And I'm not talking about a line or two of your favourite song... that's cool and understandable... I'm talking the full-blown lyrics.

Anyway, getting back to the point, it seems I am about to contradict my position on the matter of song lyrics on ET houses, as I feel everyone needs to know the lyrics to "Wake Up" by The Living End. You see, The Living End went to my high school (Wheeler's Hill, or as I called it, Wheeler's Hell, Secondary College). So, make your own mind up about what kind of a school would inspire such a song:

The Living End - Wake Up

I've been buried in the sand
I've come down with no place to land
I don't need you to understand
It's not what I had planned

All the hunger, all the yearning
With the lifeline that you're burning
Poison lessons that you're learning
The road ahead is turning

Suicidal education
It got sold to our generation
Wake up to the manipulation
Wake up to the situation
Suicidal education

Stick together side by side
We no longer need to hide
From the darkness into the light
Now is your time

I need something to numb the pain
Forget me and forget my name
Waiting for the time to arrive
No one gets out of here alive

Suicidal education
It got sold to our generation
Wake up to the manipulation
Wake up to the situation
Suicidal education

Wake Up! Wake Up!

I've been buried in the sand
I've come down with no place to land
I don't need you to understand
It's not what I had planned

Suicidal education
It got sold to our generation
Wake up to the manipulation
Wake up to the situation

Suicidal education
It got sold to our generation

Well, there you go. How about that. The-band-that-went-to-my-school's latest song has "suicidal education" as the first and last words in the chorus. Hmmm... "Poison lessons that you're learning", "No one gets out of here alive". Well, that definitely settles it... Wheeler's Hell really IS hell.

Aaaaanyway, in other news, our house is now officially mouse-infested. The mice, who were previously living in the compost bin, have some how made it into the house. They've been sighted in the cupboard under the sink, running into the computer room, and sitting on top of my statistics lecture notes. [Nebsy] put some hilarious speech bubbles into a photo I took of the mice while they were still in the compost bin. Such dear little pointy creatures... It's so hard to believe that they're filthy, disease-carrying vermin. Anyway, for your entertainment, here is the pic:



Cute, aren't they? ^__^ How can anyone stay mad at those??

In further news, I have reinstated the use of my ET mood for the random weird crap that enters my brain. It's been http://elwood.vic.edu.au/home/lie50/ (the address to the rap... check it out if you haven't already. Or even if you have already!) for like, ever, and I just couldn't bear not to have that extra space to write things like "relegated desponsibility", "I know I am but what are we?" and "MOUSETRAPS! Of course! >D".

Well, aside from that, this week isn't going to be very good... I have a stupid class test on Thursday for youth studies that I have to cram for, and a test next week for genetics. But after next week, HOLIDAYS!! Yaaay! Easter! Chocolate! And hours upon hours to chat to my wonderful [lacklustre]. <3<3<3!!!

[Nebsy] Is On Elftown!!

Yes, the oft-referred to "Nebs" has finally bitten the bullet, so to speak, and joined Elftown! After years of mocking ET as a community for the angsty depressed emos of the world (even though the word emo wasn't invented when I joined ET), she has been assimilated!! I guess that is the proof: You Just Can't Fight Elftown.
Nebsy has a poetry page: I'm A Poet
Also, she has started writing in her ET diary... not as a blog like mine, but damn, it's funny! You must read.

Today I had a genetics lab. I got to harvest 26, count 'em, 26 drosophila souls (chloroforming fruit flies). I tried to sneak a few home in my pencil case to show Nebs, but I ended up tipping them out again in case the other students thought I was weird, or the demonstrator came around to check that the number of my fruit flies was the same as what I'd written down. :( Aw well, hopefully next time!

Writer's Block Update

It seems I spoke too soon with tonight's entry (below this one). My writers' block seems to have lifted, and I just wrote a seven-stanza poem... I'm still not sure whether to put it on Chaotic Poetry or not, but it is a good sign that I wrote it! :D

Blog Entry

Yeah, I have been suffering a bit of writers' block... I guess the title of today's blog entry shows that. Like, I get halfway through an average poem and realise how crummy it is and then can't be bothered writing more. Or I try and write a sequel to one I've already done, but considering most of my old poems are either startlingly still relevant or complete and utter cringeworthy crap, it's not always easy. But hey, I'm sure once the words regroup in my brain Chaotic Poetry will fatten back up.

So, what have I been up to lately? Hmmm... just the usual, doing battle with the extra-loose plumber's crack work pants, breakfast radio, and the Insurmountable Genetics Reading. Chatting to [lacklustre] as much as I can, watching TV, etc. I saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind... ugh, what rubbish. If you are considering watching it, DON'T!! It totally sucks. Not funny, not sad, not particularly clever. The acting was okay though. Still, Jim Carrey makes a much better Ace Ventura.

If you want to see some photos I took at uni either this week or last week (I can't remember), they're at Monash University.

Sorry for the boring blog entry!

St. Patty's Day

Ahh, a blog entry, at long last. Well, since last time I wrote, things are going pretty good... Talking to the wonderful [lacklustre] (<3!!) a lot on MSN, forever trying to whittle down the giant block of homework and study I have... aside from those, I've been basically eating, sleeping, going to uni and working. Well, with the exception of St Patrick's Day, when Pez and [MisterScurvy] came over... we had Irish Stew for dinner, and drank Bailey's (and Nebs and I had Smirnoff and Pez had Guiness), and had a lot of laughs over the table. Also, we played tiggy in the street! Perhaps the saddest thing was I didn't get drunk... not even tipsy. Aw well, I guess it proves you don't need alcohol to have a good time. Boy, that sounds sappy. Anyway, yeah, what else happened this week... umm... well, a blind guy on the bus told me I looked beautiful. Heh. I don't know whether to be offended (yeah, typical, you have to be blind to think I'm beautiful) or complimented (wow, my personality and voice must be great!). But still, it is something interesting/poetic, I guess.

Also, visit my page of photos of uni! Monash University.

Oooh, oooh, almost forgot! Something cool Nebs and I (and Pez and [MisterScurvy], but mainly Nebs and I) have been doing is WATCHING AEON FLUX!! No, not the movie, as in, the cartoon series, with the 40-year-old bondage-gear-clad nymphomaniac anarchist and her wrinkly, idealist mad-scientist lover. We've seen all the episodes now (thankyou, broadband, thankyou so much!), including the short ones where Aeon dies in every episode, usually from her own bumbling incompetence! Man, the characters are awesome... To anyone who likes cool stuff, I command thee: Watch Aeon Flux The Cartoon Before You Watch The Movie Because No Movie Can Possibly Be As Weird And Cool As The Cartoon.

Yoss vs. Breakfast Radio

Now I know I'm not one to have a rant very often, but I guess I just couldn't hold this rant in any longer... Perhaps I should title it Rant Of The iPodless, but that sort of detracts from the seriousness of this issue facing today's commuters... So, without further ado, please enjoy:

"Breakfast" Programs On The Radio... WTF??!
Okay, so, what is the deal with what all half-decent FM music radio stations broadcast between 6am and 9am in the morning? Every single radio station, even the really good ones, the one for old music and the one for rock, all have two or three un-funny, boring people who spend three hours talking about inane crap! I mean, who decided that EVERYONE wants to hear TALK on their favourite MUSIC radio station FIRST FRICKIN' THING IN THE MORNING?? Who wants to hear three morons trying to talk over the top of each other about who they like best on Dancing With The Stars while they're stuck in the morning traffic jam? Sure, a little talk from a witty DJ or host or whatever is good now and then, but can we at least have as much music time as we have talk time? From when I get on the bus at 7:30am until I get off the bus at 8:45am, if I stuck to one radio station, I'd be lucky to hear 3 songs. Three! And THAT is supposed to promote loyalty to their station? Ha. The worst part about this whole thing is that the good music and less talk starts as soon as you get to work or school... hence, as soon as you get out of your car or turn off your walkman... and you can't even enjoy it! And this all goes without mentioning the subject matter of the chatter that assaults our ears every morning. Seriously, what if you don't watch Dancing With The Stars or Desperate Housewives? What if Big Brother is boring as all hell to you? Then you can't even start thinking about beginning to enjoy the ramblings of these radio morons. I wish I could force whoever invented Breakfast radio programs to sit and listen to all of them, all day, every day, until their brains explode from boredom and impatience.

Phew, it feels good to get that out of my system.

In other news, nothing much. Going to uni. Watching Silver Surfer (IT ROCKS!!!). Chatting to [lacklustre] and [MisterScurvy]. No word from Prince Craphead (aka Charming). Also I have a cold... I hope it's not that nasty case of Legionaire's disease that's been going around Monash, with the coughing and the dying and so forth. Then again I'm a drama queen, so it's probably just a normal cold. Aw well, any excuse to stay home from uni.

Back To Hell

Yeah, you guessed it, I'm back at uni. Hence I haven't blogged for a while, because now I basically run between food, sleep, uni, work, TV and chat (mainly to the incredibly cool [lacklustre]!). No time to start BBQ Man, no time to bum around at home reading the paper, and very little time to keep this blog ship shape. But hey, at least I have something to write about when I do write!

Nebs and I have been watching Silver Surfer... I forgot what a brilliant cartoon it is... truly beautiful looking, characters are awesome, Thanos has the most over-done voice you can imagine, Silver Surfer says "and yet" and "power cosmic" about every five minutes... yeah, it's great.

Pez the Genius fixed the flash preloader for "I'm A Rapper" - also www.fuzzymuffins.com uploaded our animation to their website! (To see it, go to the link and click on "our new friends nebs and yoss" on the left hand side of the page).
I think albinoblacksheep want it too.. our page is getting a lot of hits, I think on average about 10 per day! That's a good sign (And it's not all us either, Pez made it so that when we look at the page it doesn't count as a hit).

Not that I care, but Prince Reality hasn't called or anything. He can shove it if he thinks he's getting a date on Saturday. I have an AUSOM meeting, and am earning $50 for it.

By the way, if you want to see the new design of the "I'm A Rapper" page, visit: http://elwood.vic.edu.au/home/lie50/

Lady Chaos. Statue. Seeks Thanos.

Let's see what has happened... well, for starters, Tattil Smithie didn't get her letter published... I would be cross about it, were it not for the fact that everyone else must have had the same idea - 2 letters published were complaining about the Melbourne Magazine's Target-shootdown. (Mystified? You just haven't read enough of my blog, that's all! Scroll down a few entries until you find the one with the picture of the girl in the green dress giving a one finger salute). Better yet, one of the letters got letter of the week, and the lucky sap got some grand prize like a weekend away for two. Well, fat lot of good it would do me... erm, I mean Tattil, anyway.

Speaking of which, Prince Reality called... he seemed to think everything was just hunky dory... I think he forgot that he forgot our last date. I should have berated him more about it. But still I stuck it to the man and told him if that he's not himself and it's not fun watching him sleep, and to go back to being himself, and that I'm busy and I don't really want to see him if he's like he was on our last date. He ended the phone call with an abrupt "see ya." Well, I'm over him anyway.

In other news, Nebs and I went shopping on Friday... we had a wonderful time! I got 2 pairs of black pants (now I can wear black pants EVERY DAY!), a black sleeveless top, a purple top to go over it (looks great and Nebsy can wear it too), Nebs got some army coloured pants (they look great as well) and we bought a few "unmentionables", some makeup and food during the day. But the highlight would have to have been how we snuck into Date Movie and saw it for free! There was a very funny cat-and-toilet-involving scene... I laughed a lot. I give Date Movie 3.5 stars. It's no Jackass, but it's pretty good.

Tomorrow, I go back to uni... my timetable is pretty good. I have 2 nine o'clock starts each week (awww hell!) and I go to uni every day (except weekends of course) but I usually get out at or before midday except for Friday when I get out at... shock, horror... 2:00pm! Aaaaargh! It's so late! *Runs away screaming*.

Well, for those who actually read through the above, yearning to decipher what today's blog title is about... it is about this: right now, we're downloading Silver Surfer episodes 1 through 3... (episode 2 has Lady Chaos and Thanos in it)... cool! How I wish I had a Thanos.

Fame and Fortune... Maybe Not...

Here's the address to my animation again, in case you missed my last entry and are too lazy to scroll down:
http://elwood.vic.edu.au/home/lie50/

Well, everything is going well... I spammed everyone I knew about my animation, so did Nebs, and Pez told a few of his friends about it. I've got a lot of warm responses to it on Elftown... made 2 new ET friends in the last week! :D I haven't made new ET friends for ages... I have a rather sickeningly short list compared to everyone else. Sad, really.

Anyway, Nebs uploaded the animation onto Newgrounds, it got 200 views, but they didn't like it enough, so it got "blammed" (taken down). It's "obituary" is here:
http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view.php?id=297233
Damn you, Newgrounds Fanboys! Damn you and your stupid tank logo to hell! A jihad on Newgrounds.

Pez added a hit counter to the site the flash is on (unfortunately after the "Newgrounds 200" visited... Last time I checked it was at about 10 people. I guess that's cool.)

So I guess now, unless Nebsy finds a beat and decides to write another rap, I'll start work on Barbecue Man (the thing I'd planned to do before I got Flash and realised how hard it was). Boy, this is going to be funny.

Still no word from Prince Reality... he hasn't returned any of my calls, he never answers the phone... he could be dead for all I know. That just about does it, I'm setting my ET civil status back to "single" instead of "strange". And I'm keeping the expensive necklace he gave me, damnit! I don't often say it, but I deserve better.

Tonight there's a Christian Union function at La Porchetta in Box Hill that me and Nebs are going to... it's going to be awesome... at last, an excuse to wear makeup! And wash my hair! One thing led to another and somehow I ended up not washing it for a week and a half... I hate to imagine how much of it is going to fall out in the shower... good thing I have thick hair. I think I'll wear blaaack (extra a's for extra black) and all my bead jewelery. Ahhh, how I've missed planning what to wear like a dizzy schoolgirl.
The thing is, when I go to Christian Union functions, I feel like the girl they describe in "Too Many Guys":
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/toomanyguys-groupx.html
"Prostitute. I hate you. Put down the oreo crackers and quit doing the sex."
... Well, compared to everyone else.
Anyway, I must go... Nebs found a cool beat and I want to do some freestylin'!

Fame and Fortune Lie Ahead...

http://elwood.vic.edu.au/home/lie50/

Prince Reality

Yeah... Prince Charming hasn't called in like, a week. We had a date planned for Saturday, but he didn't show up, so I sat around in my jewelery and good date clothes all day working on the "I'm A Rapper" Flash animation. I know, I could have called the Prince, but I always have to call him when he's 2 hours late for a date, and I'm sick of it... I probably had more fun making the animation (it was deliciously fun!).

Prince Charming changed... I can compare how he was before to ADSL Broadband internet, and the way he is now to a dodgy dial-up connection. Of course, it isn't his fault, I just wish he would change back.

Due to all the stuff going on next week, if I don't stay over at Charming Castle on Monday night (tomorrow night) then I don't stay over at Charming Castle until the mid-term holidays (damn uni timetable and stupid work). I should get a pet. My timetable means I would literally be able to care for it. Perhaps I should adopt one of the mice in the compost bin.

I'm A Rapper...

Well, she did it. Inspiration for a rap with a beat thanks to [pelv13], music thanks to Microsoft Powerpoint, further inspiration to record, music on our computer and mp3-age by [MisterScurvy] and recording by me, Nebsy finally recorded her rap. It's called "I'm A Rapper", and it is absolutely awesome. Like, I can't listen to my favourite songs any more because by comparison, they suck. Nebsy's rap is for the attention span of today... it's very short, but that is just perfect for the Flash animation I'm making as it's videoclip! (Lots of fun).

Well, in other news, things with Prince Charming ain't going so great... I found out the reason for his seeming lack of interest (which fortunately isn't lack of interest)... but it's kind of too personal to disclose in my blog. Let's just say that he slept through most of valentines day, didn't open his valentines day card (but he ate the cookies), and his broadband got absolutely OWNED. I just hope he is back to normal soon... his mum says it'll be 2 to 3 weeks if all goes well.

Today I went to a youth forum... I thought it would be a Labor Party do, but it wasn't, it's just the 3 MPs that were there were all ALP simply because the Labor Party rocks. Basically it was me and a whole bunch of 16 year olds in school uniforms sitting on couches and talking with Anne Eckstein and Peter Lockwood about the issues young people in our area face. I got a few words in, I just hope I made a difference. :)


Anyway, I got a rap videoclip to make!

Dealing Crack

I'm still in my Stepford Yoss transformation, having just baked shortbreads for Prince Charming for Valentines day. They are pink, heart-shaped, and sickeningly sweet. It was better this year, because I didn't have to hand-cut the heart shapes, thanks to the heart cookie cutter that Queen Charming (Prince's mum) gave me for Christmas. Mind you, it's not quite as romantic... But they look just to die for.

Anyway, I'll bet you're wondering about the title of today's blog entry...

Short story shorter, I wore my loose pants to work today... I hadn't realised exactly how loose they were until I was crouched down sweeping with a dustpan and brush. I swear, those pants had to be lower than half-mast. Boy, I hope no customers saw. For that matter, I hope even more that the boss didn't see... she would think I was mooning her, that is how low the pants were. Next time I'll safety-pin them for sure, or buy some "crack spackle" - if it existed - lest I end up the next laughingstock of the internet, or worse, fired.

Speaking of funnyness, Nebs and I have been laughing our asses off at the oodles of pictures on eBaum's... I'll link you to some of the best ones:

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/purplehairfreak.html - This is just gorgeous.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/fingerouch.html - Hmmm... it's called "Finger Ouch"... what could it be???!!!
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/anallube.html - A warning to us all.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/perfectw.html - The Perfect Woman.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/findebaum.html - The man eBaum himself.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/freecat.html - Nebs and I laughed the most at this one.

Enjoy the subtleties of this...

(In this pic, my bum is actually one of the pink heart-shaped cookies I made.)
((Sorry about the breached copyright and Elftown Rules... don't tell anyone about this pic or I'll photochop your head into a weird photo and sent it in to eBaum's World for Fan of the Month. Don't push me, damn you, I'll do it!))

Aminamations

You know what I'm going to crap on about in today's blog entry, right? Yes, after much puzzling and thinking and stuffing up and listening to rap music, I have finally made a Flash animation... it isn't particularly good (no sound, no cute stick figures, no violence, no Barbecue Man), but it is an actual Flash Animation. It's basically pictures of [pelv13] flying across the screen in various directions, while his name changes colour in the centre.

But althought the animation isn't particularly exciting (not that [pelv13] isn't exciting...), I have learnt so much stuff! And I have started on 2 other animations, one being a cute stick figure of me with blue hair, the other being a kid with a big eye and a little eye that says "Hey you! Don't do drugs!" (except no sound or text yet). But I think I may be able to make characters walk across the screen now. But I'll try that later...

In other news, things with Prince Charming aren't going so terrific... he seems to be losing interest, or changing in personality or something. I'm not usually one to bag out other people in my blog, and the Prince is a great guy, but I just ain't real cheery at the moment... Where are Nebs and Pez to tickle me and write "EMO" on my hands when I need them? Ah well, off to eBaum's world to read jokes...

P.S. Still no news on the graphic design job I applied for there. I check my email twenty times a day.

You Can't Spell Disrespect Without Respect

Well, I made it a day without writing my blog... hey, I'm getting better. But my point is this: Batman and Robin live in a Bat Cave. (See... I went crazy in the process).

Just kidding. Partially. Anyway, I have some great news! Thanks to [MisterScurvy] I now have Macromedia Studio MX, so I can make aminamations. I did all the lessons already (and forgot them all, so I'm pretty much stuck), and despite this, I hope that my Flash Animation Brainchild, Barbecue Man, can come to life sometime in the next month.

In other news, I should be mad, because I didn't get Fan of the Month on eBaum's... damnit... but there is no shame in being beaten by the best, and this guy beats my photo hands down: http://www.ebaumsworld.com/fotmfeb06.html
The madness is in part counteracted by Flash, and also by my delight that my Customer Jokes forum posting is doing great... I've got a lot more postings, including but not limited to:
"what a waste of 30 seconds reading"
"I'm going to throw a brick at your face."
"Too bad most of the fast food employees are dumbasses. Advice for your next life: Go to college."
And several:
"just get my fucking order right"'s.

I think there was one in there that was vaguely supportive of store clerks/fast food workers, although no positive comments on the jokes. He he he, aww well, I feel special not being ignored. I mean, if it was Elftown, no one would say anything good or bad.
Anyway, enough griping, I'm off to serve hundreds of customers at work.