unattainable

agreed! gah!

of course you're still single take a look at yourself you dumb slut

needs to be an actual book. the latest episode of how i met your mother, has some serious golden moments. spoiler alert! the latest instalment took me back to the good old days of the show. robin and guns, marshal and food, ted being a girl, lily being insightful and barney being an ass. but then the cool lil twist...barney isn't really that bad.

couple that with j-lo as the 'anti-barney' guess star, another musical number, stormtrooper helmet vomit and a catchy nonsensical marshal song best episode EVE....well this season.

'a bang bang bangitty bang'

my little corner of its world is doing just fine.

now i don't usually blog about physie because well, my strong opinions tend to get me into trouble. it's a comparatively small community, i guess. now i understand my angry rant-like post tend to be more popular but in this one ive decided to be positive and mature. because kissing ass tends to be a more successful way of getting what you want off a judge....but that's going in the getting yelled at, agent86 'physie.comesq' territory.

so physie class is tonight and this year i did honestly consider not going back. now before some people start wigging out, there were very specific reason for this. it is my firm belief that some aspects of this sport are broken. methods of judging has been a much loved gripe of mine and i think as a result, i have come off as bitter and well slightly nuts in the past. but all this is second to the fact that last year i worked my ass off (two teams was super fun but my body hated me by december) and competed in the individual competitions hoping as usual for a place in the national final. now i've missed out on this final many many MANY times but last year was especially difficult. now i think there were a few personal factors for this but you can ask mel, i lost it. quite embarrassing now really and i'm not sure that i can do that again.

BUT having said all this i have gone back. i'm a glutton for mental and physical torture it seems. still, the only reason that i did choose to go back this year was my physie classmates. i have listened to physie elders/associates for years spouting the sports mantraish tag-line, 'physie is about fun and friendship' and always thought it was a cover for fierce competition and general girly bitchiness. it was not until this year that i actually bought what the boss' were selling.

physie might have its serious problems but my little corner of its world is doing just fine.

just a quick fashion tip ->

my lovely friend josh, who is responsible for turning me into a knock off version of elly jackson about a month back, has a new plaything. he is a very talented lad and now the creator of peaches and luigi has a new shop. buy some very cool original things from his new store here.

he really is a fashion forward fella.

my wardrobe is a black hole where dreams go to die!

damn my generation, but i NEED more stuff. i disgust myself. while i was getting ready to go out tonight and planning what to wear i quickly discovered that i have nothing to wear. nothing! now i need to spend my next few paycheques on clothes and accessories. its just were the cash needs to go.

this has forced me into understanding why i have this urge. simply calling it a girly whim and part of my female makeup seems simplistic and well, sexist. my thinking is that it's to do with status. what our clothes say about us. you can't go around telling people your like a certain type of music, but wear a band shirt or make yourself look indie cool and well your personality is on the surface.

this to me parallels with the idea that women in male dominated work places, are forced to work twice as the men they are competing with for pay rises etc. i think this is because women are judged on what they look like first and how they think and behave second. maybe, this is why i, as a woman, have this near on obsession with shoes and not just do they make me look pretty but also do they make me look trashy? or like im trying too hard? or like im not trying enough?

damn my gender! oh crap, i think i can hear myself pissing off germaine. all i want is something to wear, is that so bloody wrong?

i love you, douglas adams.

now i always suspected my love for old english men would seep into this blog. alan rickman, stephen fry, jason isaacs and now douglas adams. i remember reading his best selling book 'the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy' when i was 15 and being completely confused by his style of writing yet, the characters were mesmerising in their eccentric complexity. '42' as the answer to life, the universe and everything spoke to me even in my teenage years. the idea that the answer isn't always important but rather, knowing how to ask the right question is sometimes more relevant and revealing in the quest to understand the world i lived in resonated strongly.

all this though was very quickly forgotten in a haze of teenage angst, physie and my near on obsession with the x-files. i didn't actually read any other books in the series by adams until last year. this brings me to the point of this post. the master of words, douglas adams died in 2001 at the age of 49 from a sudden heart attack. in his absence his wife, agent and friends decided to put together a collection of his essays, letters and a his last partially finished novel into a single book.

'the salmon of doubt', is a collection of works from a writer who, although he hadn't been a novelist in the past few years of his life, never gave up writing. i began reading this book last week, after it sat on my bedside table for 3 months, at caitlin's insistence. semi-autobiographical, social observations and the psychological are mixed with childhood stories and a guide to making the perfect cup of tea. you learn not just about the man that was douglas adams and the experiences that made up such a great author, but you also learn through his witty writing that you aren't alone in the universe.

this is a great gift that he gives his readers, a gift that the world now is forced to live without. but this book gives us one more chance to learn something new about the world through the words of adams. that is no small thing. he will be missed.

wow, so you worked out that if u flip a 'u' it becomes an 'n'?

genius! so, the good people at uow have discovered this fact and are exploiting it to great effect. 'uow' can become 'now'....gosh aren't we progressive. now that's fine, i don't really have a problem with it but do we really need tv screens all over campus to prove to the wider academic world that we are 'hip and with it'? i believe that is what the kids are saying these days.

i also love that a few of them don't work and microsoft are getting a great free plug. i just don't think they are at all necessary. i actually find them really distracting and as if my studies needed that. i'm like dory most of the time, 'ooh look a shiny thing! exam? what exam?'.

it really is just another way for the uni to suck some more cash out of our pockets. i imagine the screens and their content were paid for by students. and this is my biggest problem. we actually don't know who has paid for them. there is no information about their place in our uni lives, not on their website. i have even resorted to googling them. nothing. next step is emailing university officials. when we eventually do find out who has forked over the cash for these white elephants what does that mean? outside companies getting a foothold in university campus', it all seems just a bit to sneaky and underhanded to me.

i am very concerned with this because uow does have a habit of lowering standards and upping enrolments for a bit of extra cash. and if the uni did pay for this great new initiative itself, why the hell not spend the money it has in a productive and useful manner. actual financial support for students or upgrading computers in the library (that have been known to just turn off mid-way through typing a 5000 word essay) might have served us better. but hey, now i know what is on at the uni bar this week. yea they have our priorities straight.

and the content, don't get me started on the one dimensional ideology that equates to, 'we love all students from all countries, hooray us!'. i keep feeling like an ad for mcdonalds latest burger deal to pop up, with some kind of student discount. as though the youth of the world aren't targeted as consumers enough. all this is giving me an eary feeling for the future. i keep getting flashes of targeted advertising in 'minority report' (or 'tron' for our older readers). where does it stop? even our schools aren't safe.

and rant over. sorry uow is a cranky topic for me at the moment, and this new development hasn't exactly helped.