always look on the bright logical side of life

i thought i might tackle religion today cause iv'e not much on my hands and figured me blog needed some substance. but where to start? i probably should preface what i'm going to say with, if you get offended please feel free to slam me, tell me what you really think, insult, berate and/or simply yell. all are for some reasons reactions to my own brand of spirituality.

now i don't pretend to know the answers to any of the 'big questions'. life/the universe/everything etc. but what i will say is this: in the great debate between science and god is doesn't really seem much of a competition. on one hand we have very smart people with bunsin burners, atoms, petrie dishes, nobel prizes, microscopes and answers. and on the other side we have some people with a book.... hmmm yes.

to add to this, the big question of god creating the universe in 6 days did seem a little silly to me, even as a child. i mean the guy is 'god', the big kahoona, surely if he wanted to he could have created the universe in 1 day and spent the other 5 doing something else. maybe creating aliens or something. OR if we were to assume, as the world is full of logical rational human beings, that man was not a result of divine hand but rather a process of slow evolution. charles darwin did write a book about it, you may have heard this, it is i believe called, 'monkey monkey monkey monkey YOU'.

and my last gripe of many (i have not included all, i mean the prada wearing pope is another wingepost methinks) comes direct from the genius that is eddie izzard, "so i've learnt that the world is 4500 million years old. if you're religious, then it's not 4500 million years, its 6000 years old. one of these is not correct.". this is why we need comedians and not pope ben.

cue applause!

hello mister toaster, bath time?

so tomorrow is valentines day and because i'm working i will be posting my holiday blog today! wasn't meant to be working but i think because i mocked jp in a room full of people, the universe decided to punish me.

given that saint valentine was a 3rd century roman priest who was stoned and beheaded, wouldn't a more appropriate celebration of the evening be taking one's steady guy or gal to witness a brutal murder?

happy valentines day couples AND fellow single people try not to kill yourselves. i've heard wine helps with that.

google buzz, twitters ugly half sister.

the last 2 days have been a series of consecutive hurdles for miss mchelle. i have felt the need to vent and as im catholic and dont know how to express my feelings in a well adjusted healthy way ill blog instead. nothing very earth shattering but the whole facebook change over of format was just mean. it happened to caitlin a few days before it happened to me so i thought i had been missed by the evil fb fairy and was of course jubilant. so when the change came it hit me where i live. nothing in this world stays the same.

thank god i have twitter. not that anyone follows me (thou gomez did today, that was exciting) but if they change their format they run the risk of pissing off stephen fry and no company needs that. the 'letter to the editors' alone could bring down a billion dollar business. i mean, if apple consultants are called 'genius' then anything in this world is possible. seriously, how is knowing how to press three buttons to force an unexpected reboot of an iPod the work of a genius?

but i digress, this all has led me to todays disturbing discovery. google buzz! what the frak! why do we need another social networking site? 1, im clearly narcissistic enough and 2, does google want me to fail uni? because when i do they can inherit my hex debt! google buzz is just an ugly version of twitter! a badly thought out rip off that is never going to work. its like dating dani minogue when you could just as easily sleep with kylie! makes no sense and i will have no part in it.

though if you do accidentally read this and it floats your boat do follow me on twitter im always desperate for friends/minions!

european football is believed by most texans to be a commie plot!

so when i was watching the super bowl today (for the first time ever) two things struck me. the game itself has very little to do with the players using their feet and what was with the half-time show?

so the game, this was may first experience of gridiron btw, was interesting because it was different and new. BUT come on these players, that the commentators insisted on comparing to gladiators, were complete wusses. yes the game is high impact but if they didn't insist on wearing armour and intricate protective head gear there would probably be less inguries. ALSO, they don't even play a whole game. different players for offensive and defensive, one group is hard at it getting a 'touch down', that does not actually require the ball to touch the ground, whilst the defensive group are doing what? getting a massage? having a nap? pft lame!

secondly, the half-time entertainment. now i love the who, rodger daltry is a god. but im not sure the stadium of spectators in miami knew they were from england. now thats ok, i presume they were drunk but could the organisers not get another band who was at least age appropriate and the personification of AMERICAN football. maybe im nitpicking, it all just seemed a bit mismatched to me.

oh well, another thing to add to my list of bazar american pastimes that i don't think i will ever understand. it can go right under midget wrestling and their method for electing government officials. though, this does get me excited. i can't wait for their 'worldseries' of baseball. america always wins....huh, weird.

bazinga!

now boys and girls, this is why you should sleep every night and choose your friends wisely.

funniest episode yet, poor leonard....

aunty michelle has a brand new play thing

so to be perfectly honest i think this whole blog thing is mad. then again im already on facebook and twitter....as eleanor would put it how can i put up anymore narcissistic shit? seems its pretty easy.

last night i quickly discovered that writing stuff down that pisses me off is actually really cathartic. felt much better about my shit arse life. well slightly less stabby, gota start somewhere.

not much to write about today, sad really that i've already run out of stuff to say BUT have to give super props to the wonderfully talented caitlin! she is the wizard of banners and responsible for my pretty one, thank you so much mate. love it!

oh, i've also decided that sheldon cooper is possibly the best wing man EVER! even better than barney. big call, big call.