Last year I did BEDA (Blog every day in April) I'm only seven days into April before I remembered it was a blog entry per day. While I'm not sure if I'll get an entry in every day. I'll do my best to have a crack as they say... So here we go.....
Dling ding ding, dling ding ding, dling ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dling ding ding……
The above is my attempt at the old theme tune to Doctor Who as the new one goes like this <………………………………………………….> Insert the sound of shit!
Yes blog readers. Doctor Who is back for its 5th season under the new format with Matt Smith new to the role of ‘The Doctor’ after the great David Tennant departed at Christmas. There’s been a shit load of hype surrounding new Who and I finally got to watch the new episode last night.
What did you think of it Sal? I can hear you all asking. Which is really nice of you to ask, because this blog is about my thoughts on the new Doctor Who!!!!
So started off with a ‘grab you by the throat scene’ (I LOVE those!!!) Grabs your attention and you think Fuck yes! Then roll intro credits. *Dun Dunnnnn* First fuck up is under way. They have taken the theme tune which is SO WELL KNOWN and well fucked it up considerably, not to mention the fucking intro titles! I mean WHY fucking change it? Sure change the logo as the logo was a little naff, but don’t fuck with the time vortex opening sequence OR the fucking theme tune!!!
*Rant with excessive use of the word fuck over*
The episode kinda looses momentum a little, but soon picks up and we get to see what usually happened when a Doctor regenerates, he’s confused, not sure what he is like or what he likes re food, etc and there’s a quite comedic scene where the lead tries various food, only to spit it out over and over again (Though that kinda got a little repetitive) Before he settles on fish fingers and custard. Quite the taste sensation I’m sure.
Then the threat is revealed. The Doctor is there to save the world, new companion who is a little ditzy for my liking, but I may warm to her over time. A spiral of witty lines, action, ranting and fast talking and you’re at the end of the episode and you’re left thinking FUCK YES Doctor who is back once again! :)
I’m a Doctor who fangirl from way back. I have been a fan since I was little and watching Tom Baker do his thing with his long scarf, so I was happy when I heard that they were brining it back in 2004. In 2010 we’ve had Doctors 9, 10 and now 11 do their thing, and if this first episode is anything to go by the combination of excellent writing / directing by Steven Moffat coupled with Matt Smith as the lead role. I seriously think this is going to be up to par with previous Doctors (All except Colin Baker who was SHIT!!!)
So if you’ve not been blessed with the world of Doctor Who I suggest you check it out. The new series had a huge budget so the special effects etc rock, the old series had some dodgy set work, but it was the story that mattered.
Go off and get you Who on!!!
That’s all I’ve got.
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Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Post # 30 End of BEDA, and Uncomfortably Numb
When I looked at going to University, I thought that it was the right time in my life to look at ‘further education’ too open up new doors out into the world for a career change or at least a larger pool to choose from in the job market.
So far my experience of Uni has been good, its hard work getting your head around some of the theories involved with writing etc, but overall I’ve enjoyed my experience of University up to this point. That was until today.
To-day I had a lecturer make me feel like a fucking imbecile for asking a question. I’m of the belief that if you don’t know something, then don’t be afraid to ask a question, or state you’re not 100% sure of xyz. However to be blasted back with the question was not appropriate, left me dazed and confused. How the fuck can a question not be appropriate? Unless of course I asked the lecturer if he managed to get a root over the weekend – now that’s not appropriate! But when it’s in relation to the subject at hand… I was just left shaking my head, confused and well embarrassed.
I’m at Uni to LEARN I pay in-excess of $700.00 per subject which well covers the lectures pay packet I’m sure! And whilst as a paying student I have rights etc, shouldn’t expect to get something for nothing (Insert what ever fucking cliché you want in here) Is it too hard for these ‘teachers’ to remember that they were in my position once? That they weren’t born and then at the age of two become a Uni lecturer! That they too, had to learn, had to be a student. Clearly NOT the case with this particular lecturer.
I’m pissed off, annoyed, irate, sad, angry, deflated, kicked in the guts, smacked in the face – all those emotions wrapped up into one, and right now I’m wondering why the fuck do I bother!? I mean this feeling will pass, and I won’t allow one lecturer to fuck up my study plans – but talk about a kick in the teeth. Maybe because it came so far out of left field. I simply posed a question. It wasn’t off topic, it’s not like we were in a lecture about Shakespeare and I bought up Gertrude Stein! We were talking about Woolf and I asked a question about Woolf.
I’m off to write some more of my Writing from the edge essay I have due next week. If I get that sorted I’ll be happier as its one less thing I have due.
As for BEDA – it’s been a great experience to write a blog entry every day and I hope I can continue to do so.
That’s all I’ve got.
So far my experience of Uni has been good, its hard work getting your head around some of the theories involved with writing etc, but overall I’ve enjoyed my experience of University up to this point. That was until today.
To-day I had a lecturer make me feel like a fucking imbecile for asking a question. I’m of the belief that if you don’t know something, then don’t be afraid to ask a question, or state you’re not 100% sure of xyz. However to be blasted back with the question was not appropriate, left me dazed and confused. How the fuck can a question not be appropriate? Unless of course I asked the lecturer if he managed to get a root over the weekend – now that’s not appropriate! But when it’s in relation to the subject at hand… I was just left shaking my head, confused and well embarrassed.
I’m at Uni to LEARN I pay in-excess of $700.00 per subject which well covers the lectures pay packet I’m sure! And whilst as a paying student I have rights etc, shouldn’t expect to get something for nothing (Insert what ever fucking cliché you want in here) Is it too hard for these ‘teachers’ to remember that they were in my position once? That they weren’t born and then at the age of two become a Uni lecturer! That they too, had to learn, had to be a student. Clearly NOT the case with this particular lecturer.
I’m pissed off, annoyed, irate, sad, angry, deflated, kicked in the guts, smacked in the face – all those emotions wrapped up into one, and right now I’m wondering why the fuck do I bother!? I mean this feeling will pass, and I won’t allow one lecturer to fuck up my study plans – but talk about a kick in the teeth. Maybe because it came so far out of left field. I simply posed a question. It wasn’t off topic, it’s not like we were in a lecture about Shakespeare and I bought up Gertrude Stein! We were talking about Woolf and I asked a question about Woolf.
I’m off to write some more of my Writing from the edge essay I have due next week. If I get that sorted I’ll be happier as its one less thing I have due.
As for BEDA – it’s been a great experience to write a blog entry every day and I hope I can continue to do so.
That’s all I’ve got.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Post # 29 World of Snot
Yesterday's entry was, well a bit short! Sorry about that. I got into bed, got comfortable and warm etc then I thought. FUCK I didn't put an entry up for BEDA. So I turned to my new trusty IPod Touch and Wi-fi-ed myself an entry that took ages to type up one fingered and then all I cared about was if it would save :) It did as you can see below in post # 28
I am officially in a world of Snot! Yes my nose is a tap and there is a stream of snot coming from it as I battle a sinus thing. I wouldn't go as far as to say it's an infection as I'm not blowing out horrible coloured snot or anything, it's just running alot, and my face aches a bit. So I went to the chemist a) cause I needed something for this snotfest and b) the chemist is fucking hot! I asked her about some drugs to fix me up and she offered me some anti-snot tablets. However due to the increase of Methamphetimes labs and their production of ecstasy you can no longer buy any drugs over the counter that contain pseudoephedrine without a doctors prescription. Talk about being jipped as those anti-snot drugs are the best!!
Anyway I spent $5.00 on the chemist brand of anti-snot tablets got some panadol that contained codine in them (Thank fuck they aren't script only!) and came home and tried to write / reseach more for this essay I have due on experimental writing, however pulled the pin about 4pm and had a nap. I've since woken from the nap, slightly less snotty, but my face still hurts like I've been punched in the face.
Tomorrow is the final for BEDA - however I've kinda got into the rhythm of writing each day, so I hope to be able to keep up the consistant entries for the remainder of my blogging existance ;) <-- that's code for the time being.
That's all I've got.
I am officially in a world of Snot! Yes my nose is a tap and there is a stream of snot coming from it as I battle a sinus thing. I wouldn't go as far as to say it's an infection as I'm not blowing out horrible coloured snot or anything, it's just running alot, and my face aches a bit. So I went to the chemist a) cause I needed something for this snotfest and b) the chemist is fucking hot! I asked her about some drugs to fix me up and she offered me some anti-snot tablets. However due to the increase of Methamphetimes labs and their production of ecstasy you can no longer buy any drugs over the counter that contain pseudoephedrine without a doctors prescription. Talk about being jipped as those anti-snot drugs are the best!!
Anyway I spent $5.00 on the chemist brand of anti-snot tablets got some panadol that contained codine in them (Thank fuck they aren't script only!) and came home and tried to write / reseach more for this essay I have due on experimental writing, however pulled the pin about 4pm and had a nap. I've since woken from the nap, slightly less snotty, but my face still hurts like I've been punched in the face.
Tomorrow is the final for BEDA - however I've kinda got into the rhythm of writing each day, so I hope to be able to keep up the consistant entries for the remainder of my blogging existance ;) <-- that's code for the time being.
That's all I've got.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Post # 27 The end is near but we've got pumpkin scones!!
It's almost the end of April. Which means BEDA will be complete for 2009 in a few days. It's been a great experience to blog every day, and I've managed to get through it alright - expect yesterday when I almost forgot to put up an entry.
Good news is I've finished Mrs Dalloway. *Thank FUCK!* I just have to write an essay on the 'themes' presented within the text, and I'll be able to say good night to the book forever!!
I made pumpkin scones today. It's the first time I've ever made pumpkin scones and I have to say they turned out well. I was impressed enough to take a pic and share on here :)
That's all I've got
Good news is I've finished Mrs Dalloway. *Thank FUCK!* I just have to write an essay on the 'themes' presented within the text, and I'll be able to say good night to the book forever!!
I made pumpkin scones today. It's the first time I've ever made pumpkin scones and I have to say they turned out well. I was impressed enough to take a pic and share on here :)
That's all I've got
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Post # 26 - A Quickie
It's 10:22pm as I start to type this. I've had a full day of various tasks including
Usual Sunday morning - Paper - Milk - Bread - Cake (Chocolate Éclair today!)
Washing my dog :)
Mowing the lawn
Doing the Grocery shopping *Groan*
Uni work
Catching up with an old friend of lunch - still kinda smelling like wet dog and dog shampoo!
Talking to my brother on the phone for ages (Including my little nephew)
Buying songs on Itunes
Uploading my CD's onto Itunes to put onto my Ipod
That's my day pretty much summed up - off to bed now but *almost* forgot today's entry which would have put the entire everyday update right out!
That's all I've got.
Usual Sunday morning - Paper - Milk - Bread - Cake (Chocolate Éclair today!)
Washing my dog :)
Mowing the lawn
Doing the Grocery shopping *Groan*
Uni work
Catching up with an old friend of lunch - still kinda smelling like wet dog and dog shampoo!
Talking to my brother on the phone for ages (Including my little nephew)
Buying songs on Itunes
Uploading my CD's onto Itunes to put onto my Ipod
That's my day pretty much summed up - off to bed now but *almost* forgot today's entry which would have put the entire everyday update right out!
That's all I've got.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Post # 25 - Lest We Forget
Today is the 25th of April. In Australia and New Zealand it's a day for remembrance called ANZAC Day. What is ANZAC day I can hear some of you ask? Let me, let Wikipedia explain.
Anzac Day is a national public holiday in Australia and New Zealand, and is commemorated by both countries on 25 April every year to honour members of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps (ANZAC) who fought at Gallipoli in Turkey during World War I and also to commemorate the soldiers who fought in France and Belgium.(Reference Link)
The 25th of April is an important day for Australians, its a day in which we get to reflect and pay homage to those men and women who lost their lives fighting in a war a long way from home. It's also a chance to say thanks to all war veterans who have fought not only in WWI (I'm not sure there's any remaining diggers alive today from WWI) - WWII, The Korean War, Vietnam, IRAQ (Sorry I don't know the full list off the top of my head) However today is the one day in the 365 days of the year that as a nation we stop and say thank you. If it wasn't for the men and woman of our defence forces I know that I'd quite possibly not live in the world in which I have the privilege to do so today.
So from the words of English poet and writer Laurence Binyon I leave you with:
The Ode from For the Fallen
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Anzac Day is a national public holiday in Australia and New Zealand, and is commemorated by both countries on 25 April every year to honour members of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps (ANZAC) who fought at Gallipoli in Turkey during World War I and also to commemorate the soldiers who fought in France and Belgium.(Reference Link)
The 25th of April is an important day for Australians, its a day in which we get to reflect and pay homage to those men and women who lost their lives fighting in a war a long way from home. It's also a chance to say thanks to all war veterans who have fought not only in WWI (I'm not sure there's any remaining diggers alive today from WWI) - WWII, The Korean War, Vietnam, IRAQ (Sorry I don't know the full list off the top of my head) However today is the one day in the 365 days of the year that as a nation we stop and say thank you. If it wasn't for the men and woman of our defence forces I know that I'd quite possibly not live in the world in which I have the privilege to do so today.
So from the words of English poet and writer Laurence Binyon I leave you with:
The Ode from For the Fallen
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Post # 24 Techno Purchase
I bought an Ipod Touch 8Gig today :) It was sooo shiny out of the box, now it's shiny and smudged with my fingerprints all over it :P I'll have to look at getting a little cover thing for it. But I worked out how to get the IP address of the Ipod so I could add the address to my secure wireless network, and now I can surf the net get the news etc all in the palm of my hand. My brother has an Iphone which he raves about - I can't afford a plan to get an Iphone so my old Nokia is plugging through. But I'm really happy with my purchase. I had an Ipod Nanno when they first came out back in 2005 and I had endless trouble with it, however *touch wood* this new generation will prevent any issues with it. Well I hope it will at least.
I got a lot of reading done for Uni today. I didn't turn my PC on until after 2pm, as I found that if I try to study with my PC right there I get pulled into it's gravity field of procrastination and I end up on youtube or various other websites that have nothing to do with the unit material I need to read to pass this degree. So I've decided that I'm going to spend the mornings up until lunch reading, and then the afternoons typing up the stuff I need to type up (essay's etc) then in the evenings I'm free to do whatever I want online - Youtube Twitter etc and not feel as though I'm being a pitiful student.
My drive to the next town this afternoon was an 'experience' I live in the boonies and so I need to drive about 30mins to the next town that has real stores, like the one I bought my Ipod from. However on the way I was caught up in the middle of a high-speed pursuit between a 'civilian' and a 'police' car - it was all very exciting and the police officers finally caught the speeding car. On my way home though a huge truck came around this bend and decided he needed some of the road I was driving on so at 100km/ph I slowed rather quickly and pulled off the road somewhat, so as I didn't become this trucks new hood ornament!
I'm off to watch a movie, it's Friday night - that's a free pass from Uni work in my books.
That's all I've got.
I got a lot of reading done for Uni today. I didn't turn my PC on until after 2pm, as I found that if I try to study with my PC right there I get pulled into it's gravity field of procrastination and I end up on youtube or various other websites that have nothing to do with the unit material I need to read to pass this degree. So I've decided that I'm going to spend the mornings up until lunch reading, and then the afternoons typing up the stuff I need to type up (essay's etc) then in the evenings I'm free to do whatever I want online - Youtube Twitter etc and not feel as though I'm being a pitiful student.
My drive to the next town this afternoon was an 'experience' I live in the boonies and so I need to drive about 30mins to the next town that has real stores, like the one I bought my Ipod from. However on the way I was caught up in the middle of a high-speed pursuit between a 'civilian' and a 'police' car - it was all very exciting and the police officers finally caught the speeding car. On my way home though a huge truck came around this bend and decided he needed some of the road I was driving on so at 100km/ph I slowed rather quickly and pulled off the road somewhat, so as I didn't become this trucks new hood ornament!
I'm off to watch a movie, it's Friday night - that's a free pass from Uni work in my books.
That's all I've got.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Post # 23 MP3 players and Dodgy Pies
My day has been unproductive :( I spent the morning trying to sort out some stuff for my mum only to find out that her MP3 player is quite possibly the ONLY one on the planet not supported by a site that allows you to download relaxation audio books! After 2 hours of fucking about with this site, downloading various software etc. I turned to my trusty Itunes and burnt the file as an audio book onto CD - pulled those audio files back onto my computer before putting them onto her MP3 player. Moral of the story. Check the super super fine print to make sure that your brand of MP3 player is actually supported (By going to the manufactures site!) DO NOT rely on the supported MP3 players blurb the site who wants to take your money for an obscure fucking file!
After this onslaught against technology. I decided to have a pie for lunch - meat pie standard part of any meat eating Australian's diet :) It was nice too. Until it decided to turn my stomach and my insides inside-out about 3pm this afternoon. Then the pie was the devil and I won't be eating a meat pie for some time after this moving event! Forget those liver cleansing diets out there people. Get yourself a dodgy meat pie and sit back and allow it to work it's 'cleansing' goodness!!!
I have however managed to lay about most of the afternoon and read some of Mrs Dalloway. So I guess my day hasn't been a total waste. But I've got no real work done for school, and I just looked at my calendar and time is running out fast to get everything in on time.
Meh what can you do?!
That's all I've got.
After this onslaught against technology. I decided to have a pie for lunch - meat pie standard part of any meat eating Australian's diet :) It was nice too. Until it decided to turn my stomach and my insides inside-out about 3pm this afternoon. Then the pie was the devil and I won't be eating a meat pie for some time after this moving event! Forget those liver cleansing diets out there people. Get yourself a dodgy meat pie and sit back and allow it to work it's 'cleansing' goodness!!!
I have however managed to lay about most of the afternoon and read some of Mrs Dalloway. So I guess my day hasn't been a total waste. But I've got no real work done for school, and I just looked at my calendar and time is running out fast to get everything in on time.
Meh what can you do?!
That's all I've got.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Post # 22 Dreams
I've had three nights of out there dreams though they have all been pretty exciting. I love sleep when I have super realistic dreams. One contained how the 10th incarnation of The Doctor in Doctor Who will regenerate into number eleven. I e-mailed some of my 'Who' friends telling them about the dream. We're waiting now to see if Russell T Davies has managed to lock into my subconscious to help aid his ideas :P
The other side of these dreams have been the re-occurrence of one of my Ex girlfriends. Now I've not seen nor heard from this particular Ex in about six years. So to have three nights back to back with dreams that contain her, well it's clearly put her in my thoughts which I'm not overly happy about as it wasn't the best relationship I've ever had, and when I think of her I think of the shit things that happened, which then snowball into anger and it just pisses me off.
I've got a friend who interprets dreams. I've sent her an e-mail asking her about it all as it's clearly got under my skin. She's super busy with her life, so I don't expect a reply back any time soon. However when or if she does get back to me I'll be sure to put an update on here.
Other news is I've got to re-read Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. As when I went to answer the questions for the unit I couldn't remember any of it. It was as though I missed a great chunk of the book that the questions have been produced from. I struggled to read it the first time as it's pretty heave going between slipping between reality and past memories. So maybe a second read will help me to understand it better. So if you're wondering what I'll be doing for the next day or two.. I'll be reading Mrs Dalloway. I'll post tomorrow how I'm going with it. It's only 170 pages though they are hard going pages let me tell you!
I'm off to take my dog for a walk before it starts to rain again - the storm clouds are building up in the sky outside my window and the sky is turning a gun metal grey, complete with rumbling thunder...
That's all I've got.
The other side of these dreams have been the re-occurrence of one of my Ex girlfriends. Now I've not seen nor heard from this particular Ex in about six years. So to have three nights back to back with dreams that contain her, well it's clearly put her in my thoughts which I'm not overly happy about as it wasn't the best relationship I've ever had, and when I think of her I think of the shit things that happened, which then snowball into anger and it just pisses me off.
I've got a friend who interprets dreams. I've sent her an e-mail asking her about it all as it's clearly got under my skin. She's super busy with her life, so I don't expect a reply back any time soon. However when or if she does get back to me I'll be sure to put an update on here.
Other news is I've got to re-read Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. As when I went to answer the questions for the unit I couldn't remember any of it. It was as though I missed a great chunk of the book that the questions have been produced from. I struggled to read it the first time as it's pretty heave going between slipping between reality and past memories. So maybe a second read will help me to understand it better. So if you're wondering what I'll be doing for the next day or two.. I'll be reading Mrs Dalloway. I'll post tomorrow how I'm going with it. It's only 170 pages though they are hard going pages let me tell you!
I'm off to take my dog for a walk before it starts to rain again - the storm clouds are building up in the sky outside my window and the sky is turning a gun metal grey, complete with rumbling thunder...
That's all I've got.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Post # 21 Achievements
I ploughed though so much Uni stuff today. I'm quite proud of myself. I've got one task left for Written Text and I'll be up to date with the online posting thing (Highly technical there) I've got one last major assignment left for that class and it's done and dusted (Other than the weekly posts)
Prose is plodding along alright. I got a credit + for my Sci-fi story. I'm happy with that. My punctuation once again let me down. I'm at a loss there. I try so hard to get on top of it, but it just seems to continually fall short. If I could sort out my pathetic punctuation skills, I'm confident enough in my writing to say I could get Distinctions with the effort I put into my writing.
Writing from the edge results are in also - I got a credit for that which I'm really happy about - this style of writing such as a novel in ten lines is all new to me - so to get a credit mark in that class. I wrote a prose poem about the visual disturbances of migraines. So to get a credit for that I'm very happy.
I've just got to catch up with my online stuff for Writing from the edge and Prose and I'll just have the essays due for those classes then I'm done for this semester.
Overall its been a highly productive day. The weathers shit (Cold, windy and raining) so I've not been outside at all, other than to collect the mail. I will have to brave to cold to take my dog for a walk - though from the look of him right now laying on the floor near me all snuggled up on his blanket. I'm thinking he'd be happy to forgo the walk/run today.
I'm off to stir the beef stew I put in the slow cooker this morning. Should be right to eat in about an hour from now.
That's all I've got.
Prose is plodding along alright. I got a credit + for my Sci-fi story. I'm happy with that. My punctuation once again let me down. I'm at a loss there. I try so hard to get on top of it, but it just seems to continually fall short. If I could sort out my pathetic punctuation skills, I'm confident enough in my writing to say I could get Distinctions with the effort I put into my writing.
Writing from the edge results are in also - I got a credit for that which I'm really happy about - this style of writing such as a novel in ten lines is all new to me - so to get a credit mark in that class. I wrote a prose poem about the visual disturbances of migraines. So to get a credit for that I'm very happy.
I've just got to catch up with my online stuff for Writing from the edge and Prose and I'll just have the essays due for those classes then I'm done for this semester.
Overall its been a highly productive day. The weathers shit (Cold, windy and raining) so I've not been outside at all, other than to collect the mail. I will have to brave to cold to take my dog for a walk - though from the look of him right now laying on the floor near me all snuggled up on his blanket. I'm thinking he'd be happy to forgo the walk/run today.
I'm off to stir the beef stew I put in the slow cooker this morning. Should be right to eat in about an hour from now.
That's all I've got.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Post # 20 - The Internet
One of the blogs I read last week. Sorry I can't remember which one - there's a huge list of them on the BEDA blog site - the link to that site is in my other interesting blogs section on the right Anyway that blog asked what life would be like without the internet.
I'll be showing my age well and truly then in this post - as I come from a time before the internet *Gasp* I know shocking isn't it... So I can honestly state that I know what it's like to have a life without the internet. It was a lot slower and you made a lot more use out of books like encyclopaedias to look information up. I know the concept of opening a book for information really blows some peoples minds. In fact I can remember a time before personal computers (Ohhh really showing my age now!) My parents got a PC when my brother was in his final year of high school many years ago. It was top of the range with 4Mb of RAM... I know what you're thinking WOW 4MB of RAM!! - I mean with 4MB of RAM it was lightning fast... They upgraded it to 8Mb of RAM 18 months later and my god it just went at warp speed!! Alright I'll step down from my sarcasm filled soapbox!
Life before the internet was more personal I guess. You had pen pals you physically wrote a letter too, then waited patiently for the next two weeks waiting for them to reply to your letter. You spoke to people on the phone more, and you actually hung out with people. You had no other choice but to go to the Cinema to watch the new release movie as there was no such thing as 'steaming media'
If the internet suddenly went 'off-line' tomorrow - well I'd not get to finish BEDA which would be a bit shit! However I'd also loose that freedom to literally have access to anything I wanted within reason at the end of my fingertips. From e-mailing friends (The new age pen pal which has a quicker turnaround than two weeks), Access to 24hr news. However the biggest infrastructure of the internet is online shopping. The amount of things I buy online today is unbelievable, because it's not only more convenient with online stores such as Amazon, Fish-pond, JBHiFi, Ezydvd etc which have so much more range than a 'store front' shop can provide. Obviously because a warehouse can hold much more, it has less overhead costs etc (Insert long list here) I can do all this shopping from the comfort of my own home, have it delivered to my door like pizza and not have to deal with people who out of no fault of their own will undoubtedly piss me off somehow. (This is why I dislike grocery shopping soooo much!)
Will we get to a point in the future where everything is online, distributed from warehouses somewhere in some country? Yes I honesty believe that the days of 'retail assistants' in the flesh so to speak will become obsolete in the future. Sure there will always be some form of 'human interaction' required re processing orders, being on the end of a phone line for customer assistance etc. But eventually retail will be taken over by computer programs which will automate things more than they already do now. Will I see this in my lifetime? Probably not, however I think my nephews grandchildren probably will.
That's all I've got
I'll be showing my age well and truly then in this post - as I come from a time before the internet *Gasp* I know shocking isn't it... So I can honestly state that I know what it's like to have a life without the internet. It was a lot slower and you made a lot more use out of books like encyclopaedias to look information up. I know the concept of opening a book for information really blows some peoples minds. In fact I can remember a time before personal computers (Ohhh really showing my age now!) My parents got a PC when my brother was in his final year of high school many years ago. It was top of the range with 4Mb of RAM... I know what you're thinking WOW 4MB of RAM!! - I mean with 4MB of RAM it was lightning fast... They upgraded it to 8Mb of RAM 18 months later and my god it just went at warp speed!! Alright I'll step down from my sarcasm filled soapbox!
Life before the internet was more personal I guess. You had pen pals you physically wrote a letter too, then waited patiently for the next two weeks waiting for them to reply to your letter. You spoke to people on the phone more, and you actually hung out with people. You had no other choice but to go to the Cinema to watch the new release movie as there was no such thing as 'steaming media'
If the internet suddenly went 'off-line' tomorrow - well I'd not get to finish BEDA which would be a bit shit! However I'd also loose that freedom to literally have access to anything I wanted within reason at the end of my fingertips. From e-mailing friends (The new age pen pal which has a quicker turnaround than two weeks), Access to 24hr news. However the biggest infrastructure of the internet is online shopping. The amount of things I buy online today is unbelievable, because it's not only more convenient with online stores such as Amazon, Fish-pond, JBHiFi, Ezydvd etc which have so much more range than a 'store front' shop can provide. Obviously because a warehouse can hold much more, it has less overhead costs etc (Insert long list here) I can do all this shopping from the comfort of my own home, have it delivered to my door like pizza and not have to deal with people who out of no fault of their own will undoubtedly piss me off somehow. (This is why I dislike grocery shopping soooo much!)
Will we get to a point in the future where everything is online, distributed from warehouses somewhere in some country? Yes I honesty believe that the days of 'retail assistants' in the flesh so to speak will become obsolete in the future. Sure there will always be some form of 'human interaction' required re processing orders, being on the end of a phone line for customer assistance etc. But eventually retail will be taken over by computer programs which will automate things more than they already do now. Will I see this in my lifetime? Probably not, however I think my nephews grandchildren probably will.
That's all I've got
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Post # 19 Today I
Today I...
-Got out of bed about 10:30am
-Went down town and got the Sunday papers, bread, milk and a cake
-Came home and consumed aforementioned cake for breakfast!
-Made a cup of tea and had a leisurely read the Sunday papers
-Put two loads of washing on which I then hung out in the sun
-Did some reading for Uni
-Made lunch which consisted of a ham and cheese croissant
-Did some more written work for Uni and uploaded it onto the group page
-Took my dog for a walk / run
-Contemplated washing my car - but then though meh it will rain tonight anyway
-Pulled in and folded washing :)
-Looked online for new mobile phones @ impoverished student prices
-Found a phone a Nokia 3500 which I'll buy this week sometime
-Spoke to my Brother on the phone for about an hour talked about his camping experience in the back yard with his son (my little nephew, who wants to be a horse!)
-Prepared and cooked dinner - Vegetable and pasta bake with pumpkin soup and garlic bread, which I then ate
-Got online and wrote BEDA entry #19 for this month.
The excitement that is my life....
That's all I've got.
-Got out of bed about 10:30am
-Went down town and got the Sunday papers, bread, milk and a cake
-Came home and consumed aforementioned cake for breakfast!
-Made a cup of tea and had a leisurely read the Sunday papers
-Put two loads of washing on which I then hung out in the sun
-Did some reading for Uni
-Made lunch which consisted of a ham and cheese croissant
-Did some more written work for Uni and uploaded it onto the group page
-Took my dog for a walk / run
-Contemplated washing my car - but then though meh it will rain tonight anyway
-Pulled in and folded washing :)
-Looked online for new mobile phones @ impoverished student prices
-Found a phone a Nokia 3500 which I'll buy this week sometime
-Spoke to my Brother on the phone for about an hour talked about his camping experience in the back yard with his son (my little nephew, who wants to be a horse!)
-Prepared and cooked dinner - Vegetable and pasta bake with pumpkin soup and garlic bread, which I then ate
-Got online and wrote BEDA entry #19 for this month.
The excitement that is my life....
That's all I've got.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Post # 18 Novel in 10 lines
It's difficult to image that someone can write a novel in ten lines. Finola Moorehead has achieved this feat. We were asked in our writing class to write a 'story' in ten lines. This is what I came up with.
The last words out of Shane’s mouth were I love you
Cody sat in his car, crying too much to drive.
Michael sat on the riverbank waiting for something to bite his line.
Carmel smoked cigarettes in a coffee shop down town.
Adrian left a note telling everyone he was sorry.
Shane served another customer, selling them a bottle of coke with their petrol.
Carmel sipped her coffee as smoke filled her lungs, exhaling with a sigh.
Michel caught an old shoe, before chucking the entire rod in the river.
Shane, Cody, Michael and Carmel meet outside the church.
Together they bid farewell to Adrian.
I'm about to submit it to be marked so I'll let you know how I got on. It was a bit of a novelty to get something out in ten lines. Finola Moorehead did a much better job than I did (Clearly as she's a well published author and I'm not) however it was still a very interesting insight to look at the ways in which we get our stories across and with the limit of ten lines... Well you have to pick and choose just what you put in and what you leave out.
I'm feeling a bit better today, still Urgh though. But I'll get over it.
That's all I've got
** Due to the way this blog is formatted it dosen't stick to 'ten' lines. However it is ten lines when it's seen in a word processing program.
The last words out of Shane’s mouth were I love you
Cody sat in his car, crying too much to drive.
Michael sat on the riverbank waiting for something to bite his line.
Carmel smoked cigarettes in a coffee shop down town.
Adrian left a note telling everyone he was sorry.
Shane served another customer, selling them a bottle of coke with their petrol.
Carmel sipped her coffee as smoke filled her lungs, exhaling with a sigh.
Michel caught an old shoe, before chucking the entire rod in the river.
Shane, Cody, Michael and Carmel meet outside the church.
Together they bid farewell to Adrian.
I'm about to submit it to be marked so I'll let you know how I got on. It was a bit of a novelty to get something out in ten lines. Finola Moorehead did a much better job than I did (Clearly as she's a well published author and I'm not) however it was still a very interesting insight to look at the ways in which we get our stories across and with the limit of ten lines... Well you have to pick and choose just what you put in and what you leave out.
I'm feeling a bit better today, still Urgh though. But I'll get over it.
That's all I've got
** Due to the way this blog is formatted it dosen't stick to 'ten' lines. However it is ten lines when it's seen in a word processing program.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Post # 17 Unwell
This post will be short and sweet. I've been in bed most of the afternoon with flu like symptoms - nose running like a tap, headache, aches and pains all over etc. I took some medication for my tap like nose to stop running which made me sleepy. I've just got up to have something to eat, before heading back to the cave known as my bed with some DVD's
Hope everyone is in a lot better health than I am right now
That's all I've got.
Hope everyone is in a lot better health than I am right now
That's all I've got.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Post # 16 - Genetic testing
I spent the day with my Mum today, we just hung out and did stuff she wanted to do like visit nurseries to check out what vegetable plants she can put in her garden for winter and just basically had a look around at stuff she wanted to look at.
We also had a talk about genetic testing and what I’ll do should the tests come back positive.
For those new to this blog, my Mum was diagnosed with breast cancer last year: See blog entry here Since then she’s had a few operations, gone through radium etc and is now on medication for the next five years in the hope that it will fix her up and she’ll be back to her old pre-cancer self.
Because of my Mum having breast cancer, I’m eligible to have genetic testing so see if I’m a carrier of the gene that causes breast cancer, and if I am what I’ll do with that information. I told her straight out, that if the tests come back that I have the gene – I’ll book in as soon as I can to have a double mastectomy. I’m not ‘precious’ over my breasts, I don’t have much to begin with, in fact sometimes my wonder bra wonders why I bother. I can get away without a bra at all. Sure people ‘stare’ at your chest trying to work out if you’re male or female. But to be honest I don’t give a fuck! If this test comes back that I have a gene that could mutate and give me cancer. I’ll be removing the area that the mutation could occur before there’s any chance of it occurring.
Basically my Mum’s supportive of whatever decision I make. However having said that I may get tested and find out I’m not a carrier of the gene. This means I’ll just continue on as I do now.
With this entry having quite a serious subject matter in it, I’ll finish up here. I’ve had some other things I wanted to cover – but there’s plenty more BEDA days left to share all those little ‘insightful thoughts’ I have in random places like filling my car up with petrol, or washing the dishes. Until future BEDA posts…..
That’s all I’ve got.
We also had a talk about genetic testing and what I’ll do should the tests come back positive.
For those new to this blog, my Mum was diagnosed with breast cancer last year: See blog entry here Since then she’s had a few operations, gone through radium etc and is now on medication for the next five years in the hope that it will fix her up and she’ll be back to her old pre-cancer self.
Because of my Mum having breast cancer, I’m eligible to have genetic testing so see if I’m a carrier of the gene that causes breast cancer, and if I am what I’ll do with that information. I told her straight out, that if the tests come back that I have the gene – I’ll book in as soon as I can to have a double mastectomy. I’m not ‘precious’ over my breasts, I don’t have much to begin with, in fact sometimes my wonder bra wonders why I bother. I can get away without a bra at all. Sure people ‘stare’ at your chest trying to work out if you’re male or female. But to be honest I don’t give a fuck! If this test comes back that I have a gene that could mutate and give me cancer. I’ll be removing the area that the mutation could occur before there’s any chance of it occurring.
Basically my Mum’s supportive of whatever decision I make. However having said that I may get tested and find out I’m not a carrier of the gene. This means I’ll just continue on as I do now.
With this entry having quite a serious subject matter in it, I’ll finish up here. I’ve had some other things I wanted to cover – but there’s plenty more BEDA days left to share all those little ‘insightful thoughts’ I have in random places like filling my car up with petrol, or washing the dishes. Until future BEDA posts…..
That’s all I’ve got.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Post # 15 Colour Change
Change is as good as a holiday *Cliché number one* so they say. I'd still like a holiday though. I've gone from the deep depressive black layout for this blog to this new colour template. I'm not sure what I think of it yet, if it's not grown on me by BEDA post #20 I'll change it again.
I'm on here writing this when I should be doing readings for Uni. I am the queen of procrastination, and I'll only have myself to blame when I fall behind, or fail this semester. My heart just dosen't seem to be in it this time round :( Last year was tough, but I really enjoyed it. This year, it just seems, like a chore somehow. Though don't get me wrong - it sure beats the hell out of working 9-5 (With the exception of the money thing!) But money can't buy you happiness *Cliché number two*
It's just gone 12pm here - so I'll get this posted, wander off and see what I can find to eat for lunch, then get into this reading. Properly Which means I'll have to turn my computer off, as it's like a distraction magnet right now. I just spent half an hour checking out all the places I've lived in, in Brisbane on google maps! Talk about time wasting, it was interesting though :)
That's all I've got.
I'm on here writing this when I should be doing readings for Uni. I am the queen of procrastination, and I'll only have myself to blame when I fall behind, or fail this semester. My heart just dosen't seem to be in it this time round :( Last year was tough, but I really enjoyed it. This year, it just seems, like a chore somehow. Though don't get me wrong - it sure beats the hell out of working 9-5 (With the exception of the money thing!) But money can't buy you happiness *Cliché number two*
It's just gone 12pm here - so I'll get this posted, wander off and see what I can find to eat for lunch, then get into this reading. Properly Which means I'll have to turn my computer off, as it's like a distraction magnet right now. I just spent half an hour checking out all the places I've lived in, in Brisbane on google maps! Talk about time wasting, it was interesting though :)
That's all I've got.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Post # 14 - Who are you?
I got an e-mail today asking me ‘who are you?’ It was someone I’ve not got an e-mail from before, however that was it - The subject was I've seen your blog. The body was simply 'Who are you?' – so I replied I’m Sal. Who are you?
I’ve not got a reply back yet, though if it was some spamming thing needing me to reply to it to send my e-mail address off into the world of spamville then my e-mail address has probably just been sent to every Viagra spam site available. I always seem to get the Viagra spam which I have no use for as I haven’t got a penis! Anyway the random e-mail question made me think. So here is some useless information about me – without really giving anything away.
Name: Sal
Gender: Female
Resides: Australia
Height: 5’5” (Go easy on the short jokes!)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Short and dark brown.
Tattoos: Right ankle and down my right calf. (Want more though!)
Likes: Writing, music, movies, books, photography, cups of tea, chocolate biscuits, the colour blue, Doctor Who and Sci-fi in general.
Dislikes: Stalkers, liars, a few of my ex-girlfriends, homophobic people, people who don’t know what an indicator light on their car is for, rudeness, spitting, grocery shopping.
Favourite Possession: My boxer dog (See profile pic)
Does that little list kind of qualify for ‘who am I?’ Either way there’s a little insight into the world known as ‘Just Sal’
That’s all I’ve got.
I’ve not got a reply back yet, though if it was some spamming thing needing me to reply to it to send my e-mail address off into the world of spamville then my e-mail address has probably just been sent to every Viagra spam site available. I always seem to get the Viagra spam which I have no use for as I haven’t got a penis! Anyway the random e-mail question made me think. So here is some useless information about me – without really giving anything away.
Name: Sal
Gender: Female
Resides: Australia
Height: 5’5” (Go easy on the short jokes!)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Short and dark brown.
Tattoos: Right ankle and down my right calf. (Want more though!)
Likes: Writing, music, movies, books, photography, cups of tea, chocolate biscuits, the colour blue, Doctor Who and Sci-fi in general.
Dislikes: Stalkers, liars, a few of my ex-girlfriends, homophobic people, people who don’t know what an indicator light on their car is for, rudeness, spitting, grocery shopping.
Favourite Possession: My boxer dog (See profile pic)
Does that little list kind of qualify for ‘who am I?’ Either way there’s a little insight into the world known as ‘Just Sal’
That’s all I’ve got.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Post # 13 - Design talent, crazy dreams & contacting old friends
I was going to mention this in yesterday's blog but when I went off on a tangent about graveyards and dead relatives. I decided to keep it until today's post. Basically this is a gratuitous plug for a young man with exceptional talent. His name is James McDonald and you can check out his unique ability to make stuff look amazing by clicking this link Flocky If you get some work done by him, tell him JustSal sent ya :)
Ok - blatant advertising for extremely talented young man out of the way...
I had this crazy dream last night that had my old music teacher in it. He and I became friends away from music (Private tuition music lessons nothing to do with high-scool) when he retired. Anyway we've kept in touch over the years sending occasional letters and a Christmas card to one another every year. However it's been at least 12 months since I've spoken to him on the phone. Anyway he was a reoccurring presence in my dream last night, nothing untoward just 'there'. So this morning I woke up and gave him a call. We chatted on the phone for about an hour catching up one various things, and we've agreed to get together at the end of May. Greg also encouraged me to get back into music, as I've not played any musical instruments in about five years and I'd really like to get back into playing piano. So when we catch up at the end of may / early June he's going to give me some lessons again for free :) well I'll make him a cup of tea and a cake for his efforts :P
Anyway - this leads me to the following. Have you got a friend you've not spoken to in a while? My challenge to you is to get in contact with them and incorporate how that contact went into a blog.
It's raining and cold here. However I've finally finished this Shakespeare essay :)
That's all I've got.
Ok - blatant advertising for extremely talented young man out of the way...
I had this crazy dream last night that had my old music teacher in it. He and I became friends away from music (Private tuition music lessons nothing to do with high-scool) when he retired. Anyway we've kept in touch over the years sending occasional letters and a Christmas card to one another every year. However it's been at least 12 months since I've spoken to him on the phone. Anyway he was a reoccurring presence in my dream last night, nothing untoward just 'there'. So this morning I woke up and gave him a call. We chatted on the phone for about an hour catching up one various things, and we've agreed to get together at the end of May. Greg also encouraged me to get back into music, as I've not played any musical instruments in about five years and I'd really like to get back into playing piano. So when we catch up at the end of may / early June he's going to give me some lessons again for free :) well I'll make him a cup of tea and a cake for his efforts :P
Anyway - this leads me to the following. Have you got a friend you've not spoken to in a while? My challenge to you is to get in contact with them and incorporate how that contact went into a blog.
It's raining and cold here. However I've finally finished this Shakespeare essay :)
That's all I've got.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Post # 12 - Happy Easter
Happy Easter. I hope the over indulgence of chocolate today won't come back to literally bite you on the arse as it expands from the consumption of the aforementioned chocolate.
I've got a couple of things I want to tick off the list for today's BEDA entry.
Firstly - Evil relatives have left the building... Yes that 'Woohoo' you could hear this morning, that you thought were just the voices in your head taunting you again, was actually me - being overjoyed that the evil homophobic relatives left. I won't see them again (Thankfully!) until someone either dies, or they 'want' something!
Secondly - Cemetery's: What is it about graveyards that cause people to look at others with what can only be described as alarming stares? As though you are suddenly going to 'jump' them or the dead will suddenly rise from the graves in a mass zombie take over. What ever happened to smiling politely? That gentle nodding of the head as an acknowledgement, allowing others in the vicinity to realise you know they are there.
I mean in reality most people who go to a cemetery are there to pay their respects to loved ones. I went to the cemetry today to put flowers on my Nan's and my Uncles graves. Easter is a popular time for people to 'visit' the dead. But I wasn't aware just how rude some people can be whilst visiting such hallowed ground. Young teenage girls who giggled and yelled out to one another fucked me right off. These girls parents clearly were embarrased, yet done nothing? There was no Shhh, no be quiet, no that's enough, no SHOW SOME RESPECT!
If these girls had been related to me. I'd have told them to a) shutup and b) show a little respect. It's all fine to blame the 'youth' of today for the large spiral of shit which decends upon society. But not all 'young' people are the same. Most of the young people I know are respectful, well mannered, intelligent and most of all NOT rude. (I'm sure that falls under respectful... But anyway)
I spent my day amongst the dead, eating chocolate and cheering that the evil relatives have left the building. The nice ones leave tomorrow.
That's all I've got.
I've got a couple of things I want to tick off the list for today's BEDA entry.
Firstly - Evil relatives have left the building... Yes that 'Woohoo' you could hear this morning, that you thought were just the voices in your head taunting you again, was actually me - being overjoyed that the evil homophobic relatives left. I won't see them again (Thankfully!) until someone either dies, or they 'want' something!
Secondly - Cemetery's: What is it about graveyards that cause people to look at others with what can only be described as alarming stares? As though you are suddenly going to 'jump' them or the dead will suddenly rise from the graves in a mass zombie take over. What ever happened to smiling politely? That gentle nodding of the head as an acknowledgement, allowing others in the vicinity to realise you know they are there.
I mean in reality most people who go to a cemetery are there to pay their respects to loved ones. I went to the cemetry today to put flowers on my Nan's and my Uncles graves. Easter is a popular time for people to 'visit' the dead. But I wasn't aware just how rude some people can be whilst visiting such hallowed ground. Young teenage girls who giggled and yelled out to one another fucked me right off. These girls parents clearly were embarrased, yet done nothing? There was no Shhh, no be quiet, no that's enough, no SHOW SOME RESPECT!
If these girls had been related to me. I'd have told them to a) shutup and b) show a little respect. It's all fine to blame the 'youth' of today for the large spiral of shit which decends upon society. But not all 'young' people are the same. Most of the young people I know are respectful, well mannered, intelligent and most of all NOT rude. (I'm sure that falls under respectful... But anyway)
I spent my day amongst the dead, eating chocolate and cheering that the evil relatives have left the building. The nice ones leave tomorrow.
That's all I've got.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Post # 11 Lappy and homophobic house guests
I’m writing this from the comfort of my bed, with my computer on my lap. (Maybe that’s how they got their name laptop computer!?!) My PC died in the arse this morning. Yes the PC I usually use for being online, writing assignments, Uni in general. Good thing I'm anal retentive in regards to backing my stuff up!
I've spent the day writing, and re-writing this essay. Confusing and re-confusing myself in relation to the body of the argument, and have finally thought fuck it, and have got on here to write my entry for today.
This blog a day isn't as tough as I first thought it would be. I'll admit four days in I was struggling to come up with stuff to write, however I've managed to fill whoever is reading this in with 'unusual and insightful information' *lol* well maybe that description is stretching the imagination and the truth just a little.
The relatives are still here *groan* The nice ones are great the evil ones are well... Evil. She won't come near me much in case she catches Gay. (I shit you not) Homophobia is strong with that one. I've not got the heart to tell her I think her daughter is gay. My brother asked me why not tell her? I told him it wasn't my place to out our cousin, if she is gay (I'm certain of it) then it's her information to divulge to her parents when she’s ready, not me. My brother understood where I was coming from. I doubt very much she'll ever come out after seeing the way her mother treats me. Bitch is an understatement.
Anyway.. I'm about to go watch a movie with the nice relatives.
That's all I've got.
I've spent the day writing, and re-writing this essay. Confusing and re-confusing myself in relation to the body of the argument, and have finally thought fuck it, and have got on here to write my entry for today.
This blog a day isn't as tough as I first thought it would be. I'll admit four days in I was struggling to come up with stuff to write, however I've managed to fill whoever is reading this in with 'unusual and insightful information' *lol* well maybe that description is stretching the imagination and the truth just a little.
The relatives are still here *groan* The nice ones are great the evil ones are well... Evil. She won't come near me much in case she catches Gay. (I shit you not) Homophobia is strong with that one. I've not got the heart to tell her I think her daughter is gay. My brother asked me why not tell her? I told him it wasn't my place to out our cousin, if she is gay (I'm certain of it) then it's her information to divulge to her parents when she’s ready, not me. My brother understood where I was coming from. I doubt very much she'll ever come out after seeing the way her mother treats me. Bitch is an understatement.
Anyway.. I'm about to go watch a movie with the nice relatives.
That's all I've got.
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