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Both on my flist and not on it yet, Merry Christmas, and Season's Greetings. It's a little over two hours until Christmas day, and I'm half drunk and about to pass out thanks to my work Christmas party, but I hope you enjoy your holidays and welcome the New Year in with style!

And may 2012 not be the zombie apocalypse we're all expecting, but much more laid-back and easy going :)

Then again, a zombie apocalypse would save me from having to do stuff this year. Oh, mutated virus/end-of-the-world insanity, wherefore art thou?

(And yes, I'm well aware the apocalypse is happening at the end of 2012... doesn't mean I can't hope ;) )

MERRY CHRISTMAS GUYS.

Oh and finally, for those who were waiting on Christmas cards, I hope they got to you. I still haven't received anything, so I'm hoping that the kerfuffle of a 2010 posting issue isn't happening again.

Much love.

So, I personally am not on tumblr, but my sister is, and tumblr, being the badass crazy guy in the bus stop, provides a lot of genuine entertainment. Like this precious gem.

( At least the Catholics have got a good sense of humour :) )Oh internet, I do so love you.

I love Danneel Harris, and her romance with that Ackles boy is squeeworthy. Like, looking at the Lakers photos, I think I had a grin on my face the whole time looking at them. I love her, just love her.

Which is why, when one of the photos kind of made me do a double-take, I flipped out until I figured out what was wrong with it.

This is the photo in question:
( lots of pictures, plus commentary below. )

And finally, take a read of this awesomesauce article thingy, which applies The Little Mermaid to an older audience.

I love Australia. We have such a wierd sense of humour, and a penchant for American action movies :)

Current Mood: giddy
Current Music: soundtrack tunes!

I saw Wicked today.

BEST.MUSICAL.EVER.MADE.

It makes me want to sing, and dance (but to a lesser extent) and join a company and go wild and be awesome.

That is all.

Current Mood: energetic

I should post more happy posts. I kind of suck at having fun, but I should try.

So, here's a recap:

On the weekend, I got hit on. I think. Either that or he was gay, but I'm kinda hoping for the former. I was working a function at work- a 21st Birthday. And this guy- EXACTLY my type. Tall, and dorky and funny. Kept me smiling laughing all night.
Uni started up again. Oh shyzer. My timetable happens to be shotty, but the lecturer for my Statistics class is a good guy. Into the subject, knows what he's talking about, lively and bouncy- rambles on a little too much, but it's bearable.
Uni also led to a different discovery- I have three freckles on the back of my left wrist. Sure, you're thinking. Freckles. But no! These are no ordinary freckles! They are in the shape of a triangle! More than that... they are in the shape of a RIGHT-ANGLE TRIANGLE. I am part geometrical wonder.
My best friend thinks this is the most amusing new she's heard all week. I think it's more amusing (in the cynical way though) that she moved in with her boyfriend and neglected to tell me. But I haven't told her that yet.
On the subject of freckles, it turns out I came back from Melbourne with around double the amount of freckles I had before. Considering I had over forty (yes, I counted them) before I left, sporadically around my body (sometimes in the strangest of places), to realise I now have over seventy is somewhat astounding.
I have BigBang research!!! Sure, I haven't written anything more, I'm still sitting on my 500 words (somebody punch me!), but I have my info, mostly- because my father thinks that he may have thrown out the bits that I actually need, and so I have started sorting and reading and getting ideas abut how to tackle it. It's exciting. I just have to get off the computer long enough to do something about it.

Current Mood: working

Day 13 → A fictional book
The Phantom Tollbooth. Norton Juster.
"It seems to me that almost everything is a waste of time," Milo remarks glumly. But his glumness soon turns to surprise when he finds in his bedroom an enormous package marked: 'One Genuine Turnpike Tollbooth'.
Having nothing better to do, Milo points his little car towards the strange land that lies beyond the Phantom Tollbooth- the Kingdm of Wisdom. And before he knows what he's doing, he volunteers to rescue the banished princesses, Rhyme and Reason, from their Castle in the Air. But the stairway to the Castle is guarded by fierce demons, and the road leading to it is full of extraordinary and unexpected hazards. Is Milo quick enough to leave the Demons of Ignorance behind and cunning enough to outwit- among others- the Terrible Trivium?
It's a kids book. It's a novel, for sure, but it's a kids book. But it's a fine kids book.
The humour is similar to Douglas Adams- that silly cleverness that draws you in and entertains like nothing else can- and Juster draws it out wonderfully. Despite the childish nature of the plot outline, the development is clever and witty and sometimes you can't help but think "how on earth did he come up with that idea?". The novel is almost a meta on itself- it uses rules and expectancies and breaks them down, throws them back in your face and then smirks at you. And it does this because it knows it can get away with being so ridculous, because the themes at it's core are just so darn real.

Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Getting It Right...or why the world is so monumentally screwed: The manipulation of History. Alexander Canduci.
My father used to work with Alex for a short time, and despite them both being in the psychology and mental health industry, Alex has a fascination with history. So he wrote a book about how the winners write history and left legacies. Like for example, the Romans were so epic and fantastic because they said so, and nobody was going to dispute that if they wanted to keep their right hand. Or their head.
And it might seems like a somewhat boring premise, that only history buffs will like this book- but it's not true. It's brilliant. It's amazingly clever and funny (oh my god, it's laugh out loud hilarious funny) and entertaining. It makes history fun. For example, Chapter Nine is titled : How To Conclude A Book When You Haven't Got The Faintest Idea What You Want To Say, Let Alone How To Say It, Though You Know It Must Contain The Word 'Antiquing'.
For a quick preview (okay, it's not that quick, but it is a preview!) click here

Current Mood: full
Current Music: mumford and sons

Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Now for something... a little different.

So, I do this thing when I'm at parties (usually parties or events that involve alcohol) where I remember a lot from my night. And write it down. And compile a list of quotes that succinctly reflect that night and how much awesomeness was made.
This is from November 2009. All quotes are within 90% accuracy. Some of them are private jokes (like the Pagunda line, and I can't explain it cause it really makes no sense) but most of them... well, you get the idea. I hope you enjoy as much as I did :)

And... I apologise for the length.
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( Hi. Yeah... I'm kinda socially retarded. Sorry. )

Current Mood: pensive
Current Music: Blaqk Audio

Day 01 → Your favorite song
Day 02 → Your favorite movie
Day 03 → Your favorite television program
Day 04 → Your favorite book
Day 05 → Your favorite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy

Day 01 → Your favorite song

It took me forever to decide on one, because I fall in love with song all the time and as soon as I think of one, I'm like "oh, but what about this one?"
So, for reasons being that everytime I listen to this song I fall in love with it like it's the first time, I'm going with The Killers' My List
(off the Sam's Town album). It's not a song for everyone, in fact I know a lot of people who don't like it because the opening is weird and lets face it, songs aren't designed to cater for everyone. But I think it's wonderful, and the Killers always pull off the emotionally tortured sound so well (see: Uncle Johnny, also off Sam's Town) and if you look past the fact that I think it's about stalking, it's a very sweet song.

Current Mood: busy
Current Location: kitchen table
Current Music: The Killers

The Supernatural "Hellatus" Friending Meme

so I joined the above ^^, and... so far nothing's come of it. Suppose I should probably make a bit of an effort and read through the other's posts and take the initiative. Excellent, Saturday evening sorted!

Also, I'm making a movie. A friend of mine is directing, another (mutual) friend is writing, and I get the thrilling task of Production Manager. Basically, I'm in charge bitches! I'm gonna be the level-headed organised commander-in-chief. I gots two out of three down pat.
It's an Agatha Christie-like story set in the late 1930s (and we're doing our darnest to get era-appropriate costumes) and contains a zombie, a vampire (and none of this sparky stuff going round), a pirate, an openly-admitted sociopath, a killbot from the future with a forgotten directive and Octopus demons, who have a taste for small mammals and human flesh.

I'm pretty excited.

Woah, I can hear REM playing. Where the hell is it coming from?

And hey, I have exactly 100 messages in my LJ inbox.

Do excuse me, I have a cheesecake to finish making...

Current Mood: ditzy
Current Music: REM

mwuahahaha! I vos tagged!

badcobear (cheeky girl) passed this meme on:

The 5 celebrities you'd do the naughty with with no hesitations. 0_o

Rules:
1) List 5 celebrities you would have sex with without even asking questions.
2) Put all of them IN ORDER of your lust for them [5 - 1, 1 is the hottest].
3) Say which movie/show/thing it was that hooked you.
4) Supply photos for said people.
5) Tag five people

Totally skipping the tagging part. I feel a little awkward tagging people. However, feel free to pretend that I did and post away!

( onward ho! )

title from Melissa Ferrick, and opening image from Anniika, on deviantart.

Current Mood: devious

So, I've been totally AWOL for the past three weeks. Nearly. Oops.
I've had a lot to do though.

Okay, so it's only been a little bit of uni stuff that transmorgifed into a lot because of procrastination. Don't look at me like that, I know perfectly well I fail at being a good student.

Anyways. I've been purposely avoiding anything that has to do with work, though the muse is still running rampant and fiction is still at a standstil. There's about three or four I've got going, all for the snapshot challenge, so less than a thousand words should be a piece of cake with a spoon attached but no. It isn't. It's hard. It's terrible writing, I can't help thinking I was an idiot with plot and whatnot but I can't start from scratch on them because otherwise they'll be little sentences of how much I suck.

So instead, I've been trying to put this onto a dvd. A Very Potter Musical. If you love Harry Potter, and have not seen it yet, do. For some reason, even with over 100 GB of space still on my computer, I apparently do "not have enough space" for 4 GB of video. *sigh* Ah well, I watch it over and over and cause giggles and learn the songs and have a romp.

Also, I've had the acoustic version of this song on repeat. I've totally fallen in love with it and play it any chance I get. Come on get higher by Matt Nathanson.

I'm considering an acting class for my elective next year at uni. It's been two years since I've been on stage and whatnot and it took me four years in the first place to totally let go and not care in front of my class- so I'm a little hesitant to sign up for it. I was planning on doing the play or musical or whatever that'll happen next year with the universities unofficial musical/revue group, but this is different.

Also, I'm considering next years SPN big bang. I kinda have an idea, but am terrified that I won't finish or it'll suck or whatever. I'm totally going to need my own therapist and cheer squad just to get me to sign up.

But I shall stop fretting. I will finish my two exams and sleep for a month and wake up and just do it.

Yes. that's exactly what will happen.

Current Music: Matt Nathanson.

Well, kinda.

Writing mojo is still out the window, and I'm trying, but everything comes up pretty crappy. But things, for the moment, are looking up.

It's nice.

And lookit! New Icon! Innee cute?

Current Music: Blue Oyster Cult.

Welcome, it's a real-life post. And it isn't about how pathetically upset I am.

I have pretty much finished up first semester, and even though the exam timetable's a little ridiculous (I have one on at 5.30pm or something at night... and in Australia, it's winter- that means the sun sets at 5.30), things are pretty much done. and good.

I also saw Star Trek last night. Damn, it's awesome.

AWESOME.

They totally nailed the originals.

And there was this absolutely gorgeous guy outside the theatre afterward... and he was so damn adorable cause he was a trekkie and was hyped up over the movie and i thought 'damn... i'm so marrying you'. *geeks out*

So what else is new? Oh! I finished two stories. two? maybe three.. i cant remember exactly, they're written in the back of my books for uni. they need serious editing, but they're done. *sigh*

I also got new shoes. It's a really good thing, cause most of my shoes have holes in them, or have heels and cant be worn all the time and other things like that. So i'm excited. they were 30% off.

that's just about it. i still need a new life, but hey, what else is the internet for?

A friend with benefits is ideologically the best thing possible. This must be tested before proven though.

A sun roof in a car will allow the skydiver to drop straight in for kisses. Or, said skydiver will lie on roof of car and kisses can still occur though sunroof.

’Awesome’ is an emotion, an expression and a way of life.

If getting to the snow is particularly expensive, then room share. Bed share. Remember, it’s cold… you need the warmth of another person.

Ex-girlfriends are and always will be, completely psychotic. Avoid them.

Though they will be rather appealing.

Simon isn’t a stereotype, he creates his own category. He's also immortal.

You can charge like, $200 an hour if you’re a talented prostitute, but if you’re male you must be flexible in your services.

If you weren’t flexible, you would be relying on rich, single women, who are somehow so naturally gorgeous they’ll pick up their men at random bars without difficulty and thus do not have a single use for you or your expensive services.

You can make it to Melbourne for $60, but will need to become a prostitute in order to get accommodation, clothes, food and to get back to New South Wales.

The alternative is to sleep at a youth hostel, jump in a lake to wash the clothes you’re already wearing, eat at a soup kitchen and hitchhike back across the border.

Confidence is the key…to your face.

Stephanie always manages to use the slash button (/) at the most ridiculous of times. This seems to be unavoidable./

Smileys are metaphors for hardcore sex, particularly S&M.

If you patented a smiley, you wouldn’t need prostitution, cause you’d get money every time somebody used your smiley.

The government has put a mixture of marijuana and ecstasy (now known as ecstajuana) into the water supply and air conditioning units, so we get high when it either gets too hot… or when it rains.

The combination of marijuana and ecstasy could potentially kill an elephant.

You can create a pacman looking thing by using (*<.

It is possible, but hard, to talk while lip-locked. Thus, if you’re a chatterbox, don’t get into a relationship… or get really drunk with someone random. They know how to shut you up. It’ll destroy your self confidence.

More than 30 cans of coke provides a lot of stimulation. But not sexually, I don’t think…

There’s a lookout at the end of my road that would normally be reached by an hour-long bushwalk, but could potentially be reached by Simon crashing somebody else’s car through the bush.

Saying the phrase "animal noises" sounds incredibly kinky.

Posting things as bulletins on myspace past 11pm is somewhat useless, as nobody will really read it cause they’re all in bed- asleep… so it would be better to blog it.

Every time they talk, Simon will ask Stephanie when her birthday is. She will always reply with the correct birthday… 15th June. He claims to have a memory like a vault.

Yet he always forgets.