tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74422782011-08-21T22:23:40.977+10:00Beyond simple curiosity, this is Thinking Too Much. If you're interested in philosophy and/or wild theories, you've come to the right place.Draichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10563516021662863482noreply@blogger.comBlogger941100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442278.post-30809650020011927852008-12-12T18:22:00.000+10:002008-12-12T18:23:41.537+10:00

THOUGHT PROCESS:I think, therefore I am.I am aware.(What am I aware of?)I am aware of being fed information.I am aware of previously being fed information.(I cannot remember not being fed information)I am constantly being fed information.The information I remember is similar to the information I am experiencing.I trust my memory.I have two functions that I am aware of - Memory and Sensation.I am

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This is the start of an argument I'm not likely to finish:Popular culture is the dominant point of reference through which people understand their lives. This is especially worrying considering the narrow range of expression offered by the media, compared to the variety expressed in real life.If popular culture is seen as television drama, pop music and fashion, there are a number of groups

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THE TAMING OF THE SHREW:The fall of Trinity in the Matrix TrilogyThe character of Trinity in the film The Matrix and its sequels The Matrix: Reloaded and The Matrix: Revolutions in many ways appears to be a subversive figure, a powerful woman who challenges traditional gender stereotypes. This essay shows, through an analysis of the narrative roles she plays – as action hero, as femme fatale, and

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Hey all!I recently caught my mind wandering along the lines of time travel, so I let it run loose. If you're interested in what would really happen if you moved at the speed of light away from a clock, check it out here.

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I have a theory about the keys to happiness. Existence, Contentment, and Pleasure.For Existence, you must have food, warmth, oxygen, shelter, and avoid predators.For Contentment, you must be healthy (avoid sickness), and safe (avoid fear).For Pleasure, you must have stimulation of some sort. Please the senses by experience, please the mind by learning.Which is fair enough. But not everyone is

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From Bill Bryson's "A Short History of Almost Everything":'Think of the Earth's orbit as a kind of motorway on which we are the only vehicle, but which is crossed regularly by pedestrians who don't know enough to look before stepping off the verge. At least 90 per cent of these pedestrians are quite unknown to us. We don't know where they live, what sort of hours they keep, how often they come

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If someone asks me for help, and I can give that help without loss to myself, I should do it. Right?So if someone asks me for money and I can afford it, I should give it to them.Is what they do with the money any of my business?Shouldn't I just trust that if they are desperate enough to ask for money then they will use it well?I think the answer is yes, but only because I feel I should trust

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It's strange that humans spent so much time building rules out of nothing, and then find it amusing and novel when those rules are ignored.I think most successful TV shows take full advantage of this fact (eg, Buffy)

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Although I still think Sparking Mad was a good idea in theory, in practice I don't have enough oddball scientific ideas to keep it going, so I've reposted everything that was there here and deleted the other blog.

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(Orig 29 May 05)Everyone who photographs people knows about the unfortunate 'red-eye' syndrome that spoils the unplanned photograph. I had a lot of this in the last set of photos I took, but I noticed one in particular that has orange eyes rather than the standard red.While I know a very little about optics from first semester Physics, I can't put my finger on why this would be so.So I decided to

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(orig. 13 May 2005)Check out this article, about psychopaths in the workplace.

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(Orig. May 13 2005)The sunset today was spectacular, considering that I couldn't actually see the sun - there was mass cloud cover today. So as I walked home drenched and getting more drenched, I was amazed to see the sky very orange in that direction and, due to the water everywhere, the whole street was reflecting the orange of the sky. The effect was as if a coloured filter had been placed

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A friend just sparked the idea of paint that changes colour when the car is in motion. I'm sure this is possible, but I wonder just what the paint would react to. Air pressure? Heat?

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One of the things that amazes me most about humans is that they will give names and meanings to things that they don't or can't understand, or to things that don't even exist, and can then use these things as an integral part of their society.Love.Time.God.Language.Mathematics.We are constantly building something out of nothing. And yet, somehow, that has made us the most dominant species on the

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Done.

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Well, I honestly hadn't intended this. I was quite prepared to wait until I'd re-read the last book before i even bought the new one. I hadn't been feeling the effects of the hype, as i had with the previous one, and i had no intention of rushing the experience.I wonder where that plan went?Okay, so I found a copy very reasonable at BigW, took it home, read the first chapter and was still quite

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Okay, today is the day before a month after my last post, so I was looking at deleting the blog, but have since caught myself reading through everything I wrote since Pandora's inception, and realised I can't let myself just delete the whole thing without saving the majority of posts and comments... and it would be a whole lot easier just to leave the blog where it is.There are things I

Draichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10563516021662863482noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7442278.post-1118045463040236982005-06-06T17:57:00.000+10:002005-06-06T18:11:14.286+10:00

I'm taking a break from Blogger for awhile. The reason I'm giving warning this time instead of just popping out of existence as per usual is that I may not be back again - I'm trying out the new MSN Spaces dealio, as it seems to be easier to tinker with (tho not as extensively) and will probably be updated more often, as I'm on MSN (Messenger) more often than in blogger.So, my new space, with

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Challenged by Casyn, I took it upon myself to write a list of ten things I haven't done - my own personal rules being that I couldn't use something s/he had (like going overseas). It truly is difficult to list things you haven't experienced (without going into too much detail - e.g., "I haven't juggled hats while riding a Ferris Wheel" or "I haven't read the appendix of Robert Jordan's fifth '

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I'm annoyed.Why am I annoyed?Partly because I only just realised Tru Calling is on at 11:30 tonight, not 10:00. I started struggling to stay awake at about 7.Mostly I'm annoyed because I haven't succeeded in making sound into colour.See, I was always fascinated by the idea that someone could create a computer program that would convert music into a visual spectacular ('Visualisations' on things

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My brother is in Japan as of March, having taken a position there as an English teacher after finishing his degree (in IT, with honours in business) here.He was on messenger for the first time last night, but there wasn't much interchange - he seemed to be exhausted and finding it difficult to concentrate. Kept telling me how amazingly comfortable the chair in the internet cafe booth was. (

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I may be starting to get myself some actual TV programs to add to my schedule!In addition to watching Desperate Housewives every week, I've been trying to catch all of Lost, but before tonight that had been about it for me and the other box.But tonight I got a heads-up and went to check out Super Nanny USA on Nine at 6:30. It was interesting to see Nanny in action (and amusing to hear the

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Check out what my sister is doing an assignment on (be warned, not for the faint of heart):http://www.bodyworlds.com/en/pages/home.asp

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The first semester of Microelectronic Engineering at Griffith was NOT worth $2996. The Maths class was revision from start to finish, we're still doing very basic formulas for Electrical Circuits, the 'Generic Skills' class is kinda a joke, and I'm sure I could pull everything I learned in Physics straight from a textbook.(sigh)Okay, so the semester isn't over yet, but I just saw the accounts and

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It's a physical activity.It's a social activity.It's a fun activity.It can be painful.Some types of people like to watch....Sport!(No wonder guys are typically obsessed with it)

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For the last few days, I've been reevaluating my course at uni, and once again trying to decide what it is that I want from life.I realised at first that I was actually more interested in the science behind electronics than the devices themselves. It shows, because I'm actually trying out stuff at home to do with Physics and Maths, though I should (also) be pulling things apart to see how they

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(written a while ago)I have no luck with transport.Every time I've tried to catch a ferry, I've ended up going the wrong way down the river - and usually not realising until the last stop.On the first day of university, I missed the bus and had to walk. 20 minutes or so along a highway, and then 10 minutes of solid UP. Somehow I managed to get to the lecture on time.After a particularly draining

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I've been doing waaay too much Physics lately, and thinking about things in really basic but weird ways; please bear with me.This is a description of the way we move with regard to sight:You can see what is ahead of you. It is fairly solid, and predictable. You cannot see what is behind you, but you can guess at what is there based on what you remember. However, walking backwards is a bad idea,

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...is about $860 per month for my current lifestyle:$440 a month goes into rent;Roughly $220 a month goes to groceries (judging by how much I spent this month);$50 to bus fares, with or without a discount card - although I could strongly limit this by taking the half-hour walk to uni and back each day;$50 to my mobile phone, as I pay $30 a month for the phone itself and have no home phone;$100

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I live in My Place with three other guys.Trick was the only guy still living here when I moved in, as one guy had moved out recently and another was actually in the process of moving out, as I found out on Day 2. Anyway, Trick was the guy to give the greeting as me and Dad walked in the door. He's 30, very tall, slim, with a shaved head and tends towards singlets and beer. Give him an orange cap

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Okay, here's the scoop on the freezer:When I first arrived, we opened it up to find that the entire top half was encased in ice. Words actually translated to action in this case, and the freezer was soon out on the balcony, dripping over the edge. After I came back from my first shopping expedition, Trick discovered buried treasure: a bowl of something which was an interesting shade of yellow.

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I was walking around unknown areas of Brisbane today, and realising just how different houses are. Some houses are run-down and overgrown. Some houses are crammed into ridiculously small spaces. Some houses have very nice paint jobs but horrible structure. Some houses are on top of a hill but their view is obscured by all the other houses.My dream house is two storeys high, on top of a hill or

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It took us a while to find my new house originally, firstly because it was at the opposite end of the street to what I'd expected, secondly because the house numbers make sudden jumps for no apparent reason, and thirdly because the house itself is blocked from view by a wall of foliage.The place is a long two-floored rectangle reaching away from the street. The dirt driveway runs along the side,

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The thought struck me the other day that perhaps I find it easier to communicate through media that limit the range of emotional expression (i.e., writing) because I am overly emotional, or especially receptive to/affected by emotions, and find it difficult (in other media) to block this out in favour of managing coherent (let alone intelligent) speech.Then again, I could just be shy. (-:

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On the Sunday morning, we visited my dad's mother to break the news to her. Dad's mum is a variation on the stereotypical grandma - white hair, dentures, a little overweight, constantly offering food, a little deaf but nonetheless a heavy gossiper.She'd actually got Dad to make tea and toast for all of us before he told her about Marie. She handled it better than Dad - she had to close her eyes

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After finishing the packing at 3am, I went to bed in my hollowed-out room, feeling mindless and blank.I got up at around 9, after strange and wild dreams I can't recall, and said my goodbyes to my mother and younger brother as they went to Mum's workplace - the library.Dad and I crammed all my gear into the car, piece by piece, and I soon realised that the car was very much smaller than my room.

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Here it is; the moment is almost upon me.12:42 am, which means that today is the day that I leave my home and go to Brisbane. (Car trip. Fun.)Tomorrow I will be moving in to my new house (the 9-bedroom one I mentioned earlier).Tuesday is orientation at the uni (though I won't even be orientated with the house at that point)Next week is start of term. (I'm still doing Microelectronics... for now)

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Thinking sideways along the lines of the division I percieve within myself between creativity and logic, I realise that I can say for certain that I am analytical about my creativity, but I'm not at all certain that I bring creativity to logic. Thinking back to this article about how jobs that solely utilise left-brain skills are fading out, this might not be a wonderful pretext for my future.

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Here's another surprise: Checking out my high school grades, I was consistently at an A level for Maths and Science (and Music once it became an elective), while more interesting subjects like English and Study of Religion have been more often in the B's. Have I been disregarding Maths and Science simply because I found them too easy? Conversely, was I interested in English and Study of Religion

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Trying again to sort through a stack of papers my parents keep about me, I was given pause by the report cards dating right back to Grade One. I opened and read through that very first report, and was rather stunned to realise how much of my personality was apparant when I was barely six:'Draic is a very courteous listener.''His story writing is of a very high standard.''Draic is an EXCELLENT

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My search for accomodation in Brisbane ended yesterday, when I accepted a room in a 4-bedroom townhouse in Robertson. It's in a great position at the foot of the hill on which the uni stands, close to shops, cheap, with all the right facilities including broadband internet. The girl sounds very friendly, and her boyfriend is studying Film/TV. She's from Zimbabwe and he's from Norway and a girl

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Tee-hee-hee! I love this article! If you, like me, often find yourself tossing up between what's logical and what's expressive, this is definitely something you need to check out! http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.02/brain.html

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As a test run for my now-working DVD drive (yay!), I found myself watching 'Adaption', having no idea what it was about. But even as the ending credits were rolling past, I was still trying to do just that. Having a look at Charlie Kaufman (the writer)'s other movies, though, I'm not surprised. The two other movies of his that I've seen are 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind', and 'Being

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The family and I arrived home yesterday, after 8 hours' drive from Caloundra, where we'd been staying on holiday for two weeks. It was a definite relief to find the simple comforts of my former life: my bed, my high-back leather chair, and my computer (and, by god, the window!). Of course, along with these came the other aspects of my life - the unfinished lists, the piles of books in the middle

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Mmm, buzz. I've just finished the Blindex, and am leaving on holidays tomorrow. Woo! Anyways, a while ago there was a commenter's discussion on 'headworms' - songs and snatches of melody that get stuck in your head. Turns out that BBC has an article on the headworm - or 'earworm' as the Germans call them. The BBC has some unusually fun and weird stuff at their site. For example, this test

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This test annoyed me to no end. The first question asks you to choose between activities that you enjoyed as a child. I was involved in gymnastics, I learned piano and loved Phantom of the Opera, I loved puzzles, I was reading at a very early age, and I was shy and introspective. Chalk another one up to inconsistency - that's five out of seven or eight options, when I can only pick one! Grr! But

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You Are a Visionary SoulYou are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connect to your soul.You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings. You have great vision and can be very insightful.In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.Visionary souls

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I have just taken my first glimpse into the world of 'Carnivale' - the fifth episode, ('Babylon') - and I struggle to sort out my thoughts and feelings about the show. Firstly, don't be lured in by the name - the carnival itself directly clashes with most associations I make with the word - mostly the happier associations. Don't think the Big Top. Think sword-swallowing, fortune-telling, freak

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Today, while I was waiting for my sister to board a plane to Brisbane, I realised that I couldn't think in colour.(Connection? What connection?)Anyway, I was feeling very out of sorts and had a headache of the throbbing variety. My train of thought went something like this:"Argh, my head... Maybe it's because there are so many things here happening at once. Maybe if I concentrate on nothing it

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Unable to sleep early this morning, I got up and typed.Be thankful that I realised my spiel was too long to post here. :)The gist of it was this:After checking on my choices for Uni, I realised that my course wasn't all I'd thought it would be - that it wouldn't teach me the practical skills used to put together or repair electronic devices, just the science, the theory, and the design skills.Dad

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I was raised and brought up a Christian, but I've been one only in name for a long time now. This is a large part of the why: Christianity is based on the idea that Jesus was both human and divine (God). The only proof there is to support this is in the Bible. You can argue back and forth forever about the validity of the Bible, but the truth is that you can never know for sure because you were

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No, this is not another post on how nakedness causes you to lose concentration. This is a post on how nakedness causes you to GAIN concentration. heh heh heh... No, not in the way you're thinking. I spent most of today (starting at about 1am, actually) clearing out my room of anything festive or decorative, acting under the theory that I am doing so little because I lack focus and get

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A fair while ago now, Casyn put this contradictory statement into my head: "I understand, but I don't comprehend". (I didn't realise at the time that he was quoting from Joss Whedon's 'Firefly' series) The puzzle has stuck in my mind for a long time since......and I finally think I've got it! Perhaps the difference between understanding and comprehension is the greater context behind whatever you

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a) Clothes keep you warm when it's cold b) Some clothes protect you from harm c) If no-one ever wore clothes, people would be thinking about sex a whole lot more, and wouldn't be concentrating on other things. When everyone is wearing clothes, people are a lot more productive.

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I spend forever to decide on anything. I like to 'hear both sides of the tale', and consider all options before deciding. All options. And once I decide something, it is far from set in concrete. My opinions and priorities change, and so I will repeat the process again and again, under a different light and through different eyes each time. I am a professional drifter; I do whatever grabs my

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I finished reading 'The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time" today, having bought it only yesterday, and found myself in a rather dazed state. The story is told from the point of view of Christopher, a 15-year-old autistic boy, and throughout the story I was enthralled by his offbeat voice and perspectives, and especially by his mindset and the nature of his reality. He is surprisingly

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...and 27 cents. This is how much money I spent during my week-long holiday in the nearest capital city - or is as near as I can work out, judging by the receipts I kept. This doesn't include various meals and... alcohol. Hic! (Sorry, couldn't hold back the urge). It also doesn't include the tickets I bought for Cirque du Soleil's "Quidam" (I was awed and overwhelmed by the show, thanks for

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I've spent the last half-a-week with a tiny bladed un-picker and the assistance of my sister, un-picking the City Council emblem from my 'good' work shirt - a black long-sleeved button-up polyester, as opposed to the four black polo shirts that I simply returned to the theatre. Now I have a good black shirt, YAY! I also have a pile of coloured thread, which I intend to put in an envelope and

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I'm having such fun today! I'm thinking of getting a haircut. And this is a big deal for me. I've been growing my hair for two or three years now, and I honestly can't remember the last time I had it shortened instead of 'trimmed'. I've been telling everyone I'll get my hair cut soon. But I've promised myself that if I'm going to shorten my hair, I want it to be something that I actually like.

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I just finished reading the winning and runner-up entry to the State Library of Queensland's Young Writer's Award competition for this year.The competition is open to Queensland residents aged 18-25. The entries are to be under 2,500 words, to be judged on their 'literary merit' - and the prize is $2000.If you're interested in taking a look yourself, the runner-up story is here and the winning

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Last night I was filling out one of those email quizzes, this one based on the five senses, when I realised something about myself I hadn't considered before:People don't make me feel at ease.The question was 'If you could see anyone/anything right now, who/what would it be?'I couldn't think of a straight answer to the question. I kept thinking of things like 'a movie', or 'Rome' (though I'm

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A week or so ago, I took a shirt inventory. Just gathered up every top of mine that I could lay my hands on and transferred their essences to the computer by way of typing a brief description, e.g.,"Blue, KickBoy, Rugged". I carefully categorised and gave each shirt it's purpose - only to be worn for formal dinners, or as a paint shirt, etc. And finally, I managed to part with some old shirts

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I never thought I'd see the day a book like this became a musical! Not that I've read the book, but I imagine it would be just as weird as similar books by the same author.

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I am a gamer. Computer and console... I've played a lot of games. Enough to think that I'd know what I mean when I say I'm an RPGamer, or Role-Playing Game-r. But I realised only recently that I had the genre all wrong. See, I thought that Role-Playing Games were about playing as characters, and uncovering stories - that's what I enjoy about games. FPS (First-person Shooter) games are not

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Okay, so I've only just posted, but I've thought of one thing that does stimulate me both mentally and emotionally. Stories. Particularly in written form, so I can consider the author's style and turn on the spelling radar while I think about the themes of the book and make a connection with the characters. However, it doesn't seem to work when I try to write stories. If I try to plan

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I've always had trouble with tests that try to tell me whether I'm more emotional or rational - heart vs. mind. I think I've realised why. I think I have emotional and rational qualities in two different states of mind, completely seperate from each other. There are times when I just lose myself in a tedious and detailed task. (E.g., media player!!) I don't get 'bored' of these tasks, and

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I don't like sunglasses. I know they're supposed to be to protect your eyes, but of course they're more than a tool; they're a fashion statement. Why are sunglasses cool? I think it's because they mask your eyes. Eyes are sometimes called 'windows to the soul' and are one of the major factors in reading facial expressions. Hiding your eyes muffles your expressions, making you appear emotionless

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Well, it's a bit later than I promised, but then again, Violet was the only one who responded to my colour challenge anyway (thanks Vi!).Here begins my thoughts on the attachment of meaning to colours:RED.Red occurs in nature most obviously as blood. Some fruits can be red, some soil has a reddish tinge, but blood is more alarming than fruit or soil, so humans would take more notice of it.Blood

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I found this game through this blog. I scored 65! I should be satisfied with that. ...so why am I still playing?

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I realised that I haven't posted on the other five movies that I hired, and now that I've seen them all, I don't really have the inclination to post individually. The five remaining movies were: "America's Sweethearts", "American Pie", "Arlington Road", "Monty Python and the Holy Grail", and "The Count of Monte Cristo". But I didn't watch Monty Python as I'd seen it before (I thought it was

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There is a small pile of birdseed lying next to my chair. (Sigh) I'd just cleared a space in the mess of my room, and now my carpet is full of birdseed. My brother. It's not like he intended it, and of course I knew that the birdseed-in-balloons juggling balls Mum made me for Christmas would give eventually, but... argh! I think I'll just pretend to ignore it and see if it takes the hint.

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'The Birdcage' is a comedy based on the tension that occur when the daughter of an 'ultra-conservative US Senator' decides to marry a boy whose 'parents' are two gay men - a fact everyone (including the girl and the boy's biological mother) are determined to hide. I liked this movie, though I would not buy it and probably will never see it again. It had quite a few 'moments', but I just didn't

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Does anyone else have some little project that you go to work on just so you feel like you're keeping busy (i.e., faffing)?My 'project' is my computer's music library.I tend to play music constantly, so it's only right that I should have a well-organised system that allows me to match songs to my mood.With Mindows Media Player, there are a lot of criteria under which you can enter information

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I actually didn't manage to catch all of this movie because of the horrible skipping and 'unable to read disc's that occurred throughout the second half. However, what I did see really surprised me. From what I'd seen (mostly in the video clips for 'Cruisin' and 'Bette Davis Eyes'), I assumed Duets was a lighthearted romance between Gwyneth Paltrow's and Scott Speedman's characters, with some

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Not my choice, I swear - it was on the 'ignore list' when I saw the previews, and I'd missed the first movie completely. However, my sister (who HAS seen the first) had been plagued by favourable reviews from her friends, and so the movie worked it's way into the pile. I found myself surprised by the movie. Mostly because it actually had a decent plot - although it was a very basic, no frills

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I took advantage of Video Ezy's '8 weeklies for $10' offer on Tuesday, and so a large portion (well, a 'larger' portion) of my time this week will be spent in front of the other monitor in my life.It was an opportunity to take a few off 'the list', but, unfortunately, I think these movies were on the mental list rather than the typed one, so I don't get the pleasure of deleting any entries from

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A quiz result I'm fairly happy with! Or, at least, thought-provoked by. Plus it mentions Pandora! Yay! My blog name has mysterious relevance after all! You are Form 3, Unicorn: The Innocent. "And The Unicorn knew she wasn't meant togo into the Dark Wood. Disregarding the advicegiven to her by the spirits, Unicorn wentinside and bled silver blood.. For hermisdeed, the world knew evil." Some

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I could use that phrase as the title for my blog. It would certainly be more relevant. Hearing everyone's comments on the uni situation and allowing myself to talk through my options with other people has helped a lot. So thanks to Casyn, Pickwick, Diana, Violet, Kelcie, Lara, Jane, Liam, Dad and (who'd a thunk it?) even to Pat. I've realised (and been reminded of) a few things in the short

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No sooner have I finished my spiel on how I probably should go with my heart and do Media then (than?) I receive an email from a friend who says she would back my decision to do Engineering 100%. That's what I wanted to hear. (insert screaming here)

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I've never possessed this quality. It's so bad that I agonise forever about whether to buy a CD or not. I want to know every possible argument for and against, weigh up the consequences, and make an informed decision. Of course, sometimes I will be 'impulsive', ignore all that carefully-gathered information, and just do it. And I usually regret it later. The example I have in mind is my mobile

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As a reaction to quizzes that claim to be able to classify your personality as a colour, I've been thinking about the associations we, as a culture, make with particular colours. I've been trying to write down the associations I make when I think about certain colours, but I'd like to hear from other people as well. So if you're interested, I'd like to hear the things you think of when you think

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Today I finished a book from 'the pile', and am very pleased with myself, as the pile has not been looking any more inviting the longer it sits there. 'The Thirty-Nine Steps' by John Buchan is an adventure novel, despite the murder that opens the story. The main character, Richard Hannay, must escape from the police and the 'bad guys' in order to get information about a certain global threat to

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I've found a solution, for now. I want to work in communications and media, so what will I study? Electronics Engineering. It makes sense in a twisted sort of way - mostly because it is a fairly secure industry. The theory is that I can easily find work (and money) with this sort of practical experience. Electronics has big connections to media. TVs, radios, computers, telephones. Not to mention

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I have it worked out: I want to work in communications. But when I use the word 'communications', I mean it in both the direct and the artistic sense. I want to work in the creative arts: to write, perform, and compose. I also want to assist others who want to do the same. I want to direct, record, edit, publish, design, enhance, co-ordinate. I want to watch, analyse and critique - but only

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I haven't been getting much sleep lately; I'm not sure why.It could only be due to sleep overdose - perhaps I've slept in one too many times and now I have to spend some awake time.But it could also be due to other issues. Firstly, I may be sick and not really know it. I've had the bad ickle phlegm thing even though I didn't feel sick, and after going through a scratchy-growly-voice-phase I am

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What the hell is the point of phlegm? This thing is a serious sore point with me, so I just hope it has some sort of purpose other than making me gag.

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Things are difficult for my family at the moment. My father works as a manager for Main Roads, and there has recently been a shake-up in the heirachical structure of the department. The result being that Dad's current position will become non-existent.This means that Dad will become part of the design office again. Although he will be paid the same salary that he currently earns, he will be

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THE PASSION I hate personality quizzes. Firstly because they are ridiculous, have no base in reality, and no semi-intelligent person would ever think of wasting their time in such a manner. Secondly because I never, EVER, agree with my result. And thirdly because afterwards I feel stupid for having wasted my time on something any semi-intelligent person would

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My father recently decided he was a dove, one of my close friends is a Jane Austen heroine, and another has been warned that he will die by being mauled by a pack of midgets. Personally, I have enough to worry about, what with being bestowed with the gifts of invisibility, a keen fashion sense (just because no one else can see me doesn't mean I have to look like a slob), a golden aura and a

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Does it scare anyone else (Americans, English, Australians), that we have become 'the opposing army'? My God, we are actually targets! I warn myself not to drop into complete paranoia, but honestly, this scares me. Why on earth did we (Australia) agree to join this war in the first place? Out of loyalty to America? It seems to me like the blind led the blind in this scenario. The source of this

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(Today's menu includes: 'George Bush vs. Michael Moore', 'The Secret World of Bush', 'Problems with Australian Democracy', and 'Hypothetical Democracies')Democracy as we know it today terrifies me. I'm serious. It absolutely terrifies me. It is disgusting the way we choose to have our lives run. I am writing, of course, of the way Bush has run America, but also of my struggle with politics

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I've recently come back from a trip to my capital city and boy, what a strange time that was! You couldn't really call it a holiday, as we spent most of the time travelling from place to place in order to catch up with various relatives. For someone like me who gets travel sickness (intense nausea and but no throwing up as yet), it was not a fun time. What did happen, though, was a lot of

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I spent a few hours today trying on clothes - my own. I had long known that my closet was slowly coming to hold articles of clothing that was better off in the trash. So today, I finally went through everything and did some 'pruning'. So long to white mime gloves, socks (both too small and too long), underwear with... ineffectual elastic, tiny jeans and size 12 jumpers (being a member of the

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Thursday, 24th June 2004, 12:14 am. It feels like my life is slipping away. Not in the sense of life vs. death, just... dissipating. I think I'm becoming too comfortable with my life. To the point where I drift through each day with a vague contentment, waiting for something to happen but not really expecting anything to. The alternative, I guess, is to make a change. Still waters run deep - and

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