Perfection is Death.

What I did in June this year. An asterisk shows a day I went to the library. As you can see I tend to go to libraries when I really really need to study.

1.(W) I was late for the Tour of the Preservation Labs at SLQ and had to break in more or less.(*)
2.(T) I wished a girl I don't know happy birthday for her 18th.(*)
3.(F) I talked to a drunk Glazier who had a librarian help him write his resume the week before.(*)
4.(S) I showed my Grandmother photos from the flood.

5.(S) I drew in Soccer after one of our backs got an own goal. (*)
6.(M) I bought an Alarm clock that I no longer use or need.(*)
7.(T) I wrote an email to a friend I hadn't talked to in a while.
8.(W) I finished a up assignment on collection development in Logan City library.(*)
9.(T) I finished my research assignment after 9 hours of objective hell while sitting at the Indro library. (*)
10.(F) I bought Duke Nukem Forever, which I still haven't finished.
11.(S) I went to a wedding and tried to predict the future.

12.(S) I started to write down my topics for the week ahead in relation to libraries and did two bad things in a car.
13.(M) I sat up the top of a mountain for a few hours in the morning.
14.(T) I changed the oil filter in my car.
15.(W) I bought my mum a computer monitor and a gocard.(*)
16.(T) I woke up in pain.
17.(F) I tried to eat a burger with only two centremeters of space between my teeth and succeeded three times!
18.(S) I drove a girl home from a party a long way away from my house(it was after midnight so it counts).

19.(S) I talked myself out of a $297 phone bill.
20.(M) I did an exam that I felt went well but I barely passed.(*)
21.(T) I encountered the library possums for the first time.
22.(W) I missed something happening at SLQ which I still don't know what it was.
23.(T) I phoned Tebra up and we talked for almost two hours before I ran out of credit.
24.(F) I got to lend a girl my jacket to shield her from the cold.
25.(S) I went on a toboggan with my brother and sister-in-law.

26.(S) I hung out with Shobbz for the night and we watched movies and played games.
27.(M) I rode a bike to the city from Toowong with my best mate.
28.(T) I left my brother in the care of our cousin for the day.
29.(W) I went across the wrong bridge and did not care for the result.
30.(T) I read what I did this month and was happy with the results.

I slept in today, which was pretty nice, I woke up around 12ish and went straight to the city via toowong to get my comics. On the way I noticed a text from mum reminding me that I needed to buy her a hub for her office and a text from Luiz asking me to make sure I was on time in getting to Matt's place because he was going to be late.
I got off the train at Roma St and rode to the comic shop via Southbank and QUT. Some pricks at Southbank didn't seem to appreciate my bike's basket on the front, I kind of wanted to punch them in the throat in response. This is the one thing that truely sucks about school holidays, the traffic in the morning it lighter but the young people are just everywhere and I hate them so much.
There were only 3 comics for me today, so I stopped at Dymocks books and got myself some books, I wanted to buy Norwegian Wood but it was cheaper to just buy A Wild Sheep Chase and The Wind-up Bird Chronicle. I do love Murakami so very very much but his books can be a bit confusing at times. The girl at the book store told me that she really loves his books, I've nearly got all of them now. I've lost my copy of Hard-Boiled Wonderland and The End of the World, but I have six more of his books to get before I have them all. I do like having complete collections of authors works when I can. I think the girl at the book store was flirting with me, which is madness because I looked like a madperson at the time all sweaty and hair in all directions. Still I have great taste in books so that could probably shine through. Murakami is also someone who works there's "Staff Pick" so it could have been hers.
After that I rode the bike to Roma St, I had to stop along the way because my copy of MX fell out of the basket of the bike and I stopped to pick it all up. I got to Roma St just barely able to walk and then left for Toowong by train, just making it to the train before it left, the stairs up to the platform was just painful for some reason today.
I drove from Toowong to Indro where I ended up checking out Harvey Normam and Tandy for the part I needed to get my mum, I found it in Tandy for less money and so I bought it for her, then paid my phone bill and bought two copies of Command and Conquer the first decade. One for me and one for Shobbz, I'm going to install it after I upload this tonight.
After I finished at Indro I hurried home, grabbed some files, wactched Zero Punctuation and then drove straight to Matts house arriving on time for once only to find that Luiz organised for Aaron(Matts day carer) to bring him home late so that he wouldn't be reliant on me getting there on time.
I made most of dinner and then we went for a walk, dropping the game at Shobbz' place on the way. I finished up cooking dinner and then served it while watching Letters and Numbers, but Matt wouldn't eat even a single bite, later on after he went to sleep I ate the whole thing because I hate the idea of food going to waste like that.
Matt started hitting himself a bit around 7pm so we took him out for a long walk just to knock the wind out of his sails if we could, that seemed to calm him down a little bit and afterwards we got him in the shower and sorted out his PJs and settled down for the rest of the night. I went into the workers room to read the archives of this last month. I was really startled by what I could remember and what I didn't even vaguely recall.
I was sad that I only made it to about 34,000 words, I was hoping to be above 40,000 at least. I want to do NaNoWriMo this year and getting to that total this month would have helped me to have the confidence to try it in four months time.
Anyway I wrote this at Matt's house, I'm going across the road now to upload it all.
Its been a great month and I've had some fun keeping up with all this. I don't know how many people managed to get every single day done, I know that I did even if one or two days were late. It was a challenge but I'll probably be back next year(I'll be in Spain next year so I might have some issues with uploading every day, I'll see how I go).

Twitter Feed of the day: @actorvious because I'm awesome in everyway and I managed to get 30 posts out of Livejournal. GO ME!
Everything here is real.

I don't watch the news very much and I don't watch ACA or Today Tonight if I can help it, but I do occasionally get stuck watching the news on commercial networks and I weep for the status of the news in this country.
My first degree was in economics and political science, I once told people that it was the perfect "understand the news" degree. Because for the most part that is what it has mostly enabled me to do. I can watch the news and understand pretty much anything related to money or politics, but the human interest crap just makes me want to scream at the box that produces them. Things like movie reviews, celebrity gossip and pretty much 90% of the junk that they put out there is just horrifying. Sport is the most useless part of the news and it can take upwards of 7 minutes of a half hour broadcast.
I watch SBS world news and they spend the first thirty minutes talking about the state of the world and the next half hour talking about Australian politics and some international sports and weather. Channel 10 have two and a half hours of news programming and have maybe 20 minutes of actual news in that time period. In the morning I watch ABC morning breakfast because trying to get through more than eight minutes a year of Sunrise or Today will kill me. I can handle it slightly sometimes but the inanity of the presenters and the sheer sameness of every single broadcast just pushes me to the edge. ABC breakfast at least tries to keep my informed and while they repeat the same story every time they go to the "news" at least they do rotate them around a bit unlike the other networks where they just do the same story all morning when they get something stupidly easy to cover like a scandal or a sex scoop, the same ten minutes of "reporting" all morning.

A friend of mine @klfair, has a similar attitude to some of the newspapers available in Brisbane. She feels that they're pretty much filler material with the occasional moment of almost quality.
Most people don't seem to mind, mostly because they either don't know or don't care but it pisses me off because all this information will be around pretty much as long as we have access to digital data and archives and this is how the future will remember us. A bunch of clowns jumping around following the idiots as they danced to the sounds of the white dragons.

As to why the media in this country suck I think that because the ABC and SBS exist the rest of the media in Australia just don't have a reason to even try to appeal to the higher end users of news and current affairs. So they don't bother trying to be smart, hell they barely try to be accurate in some cases.
ACA and Today Tonight are probably the worst shows on TV in Australia right now, the hypocrasy they present the world with just staggers the imagination. They have the following story's every week:
-How to cure cancer.
-Dodgy builders.
-Lose weight now.
-Movie star with a film comming out.
-Foreign people are going to kill you.
-Young people are going to kill you.
-Your child is in danger from the internet.
-Network cross-promotion.
-Older people doing it better than kids(it can be pretty much anything, they'll find someone who can do it).

And they only do about 15 stories a week so that's about half of their content week in and week out is the same junk. Do none of their viewers pay attention?
It pisses me off that this is what passes for the fourth estate in this country and a lot of other countries. We need to put in some standards and demand better reporting. The ABC and SBS can't keep holding the slack here.


So today was Matts birthday, he slept in till about 8am, which was great for me because I did't have to do anything till he woke up. Mary made him some breakfast and he ate all of it. Tom left with Matt at about 9ish and I went home. I wanted very much to go back to sleep but I couldn't find the energy to rest.
My mum wanted me to install a printer for her, she'd bought a new laser printer+scanner yesterday and now wan't me to sort out the details, this is pretty typical for her I've found over the years. I tried explaining that it would be easier to just use her old printer as a scanner and buy a new stand alone printer if she doesn't like the ink-jet printer but she wasn't having any of it. I told Tom that he was lucky to have a father in IT, at least he'll never have to do tech support, right now I'm tech support for my parents and brother and it sucks because they guilt you into fixing everything but never listen to your recommendations for anything.
So after she left to return some library books I left the house to go and get a picture frame for my brothers birthday present, there is a really good photo of him that one of his carers gave him and I wanted to frame it. But the photo was on a really thick foam type stock which made it nearly impossible to fit into the frame withou shattering the glass, I eventually, with great care, managed to get the photo into the frame and was happy enough with that, even if it was a bit crooked.
We then drove to a pub for a big family lunch, Matt, my grandparents and parents, Tom, Elatia and myself. It was a pretty decent afternoon all up. Talking about sports, politics, drinking stories and the like. Trying to keep up with whatever branch of reality Grandma is in at any one time is always a challenge I find but we muddled through.
After that I had to drive mum and Tom home then drive Tom to the airport, after I dropped him off(showing him a few more places that got flooded while we were driving) I accidentally ended up crossing the Gateway bridge and then spent the next hour trying to work my way back to Matts house using my memory and eventually my GPS. When I got home I had Apricot Chicken and it wasn't bad except that Matt shoved his in the fridge and I broke the plate when I opened the door to check on it.
He knew I was pissed off, I could see it in his eyes. I put him to bed at about 9pm but I don't think he got to sleep till about 11pm which isn't much fun because he makes this moaning noise that just gets into your head after about an hour.

I would have written and posted this earlier but Neil Gaiman was on Craig Ferguson tonight and I couldn't miss that.

Twitter Feed of the day: @neilhimself. Neil Gaiman nearly missed his flight to LA to tape the Late Late show. That would have been tragic.

The difficulty of raising a child in today's environment was going to be my toic for today but I kind of drifted off to how technology has impacted the future of the children of today and I felt tha was a more interesting topic to be honest.

I don't have kids and don't really intent to have them for a long time if ever, but if I did I'd probably have a perpetual nightmare about raising children. Except that I don't really worry about the things that TV tells me that parents should be afraid of. I'm about 90% certain that all the junk they talk about is just pure bullshit. The thing that they're most worried about now is Sexting, which as far as I'm concerned is just the end stage of young people being really stupid.
Most of the things the media talk about are growing in popularity because the media are covering it so much. But the main point I'd like to make is that parents have no experience in dealing with what is happening to their kids, gossip has always existed but the internet has made it just that little bit easier to distribute information at crazy speeds. The thing is that children aren't really very smart and they use things like YouTube and Facebook without really realising that it leaves a permanent record of what they said and did, making it just that bit more easy to confirm what little shits they usually are.
What is interesting about this whole generation being online is that adults are finally seeing just how kids actually are, instead of remembering their own childhood through nostalgia goggles they're forced to remember that when they were kids they were all pretty much monsters to each other. Kids aren't getting worse, they're just finding it harder to hide how much of a monster they really can collectively be.
It is much like the rest of the internet, once you realise that you're anonymous you have no reason to be nice to anyone ever for any reason. You can call people names, you can insinuate and ridicule. You can conspire and obfuscate truth. Pretty much anything can be done and the second you understand that you are for the first time in your life alone and free to say whatever you want without any consequences you'll find that most people go for the traditional statement of shit-cock and assorted gay slurs. The internet is making it so that people can finally say what is truthfully on our minds and I can only see this as being amazing to watch but terrifying to live through. I talked yesterday about the information generation, what I didn't think about then was the anonymous generation. People for the first time being able to amass an audience of thousands of people in days to simply shout into the cold dark void their own personal maddness.

There is an old book by David Brin(I think it was by him) called "Earth" great book, I have or had a copy somewhere, and it had a bunch of teenagers in it who hated old people the book was set in 2050 or so, and the old people were born in and around my time, the 1980s, it was strange to see someone extrapolate current youth trends and technology trends and then project them onto us in 50 years time. These strange old people had cameras set up all around their property so that they could see everything happening around them. Always paranoid that they'd miss something important, always trying to catch young people messing around. It was interesting because most people when they write about future generations they talk only about the youth of that generation adapting to technology. The middle aged and older are typically static, gruff authoritarians who're out to stop young people having a good time or wise old people who remember the good old days of 1997. This book had people who were young at the time of writing and showed how technology would eventually spit them out the other end as they got closer to death, it was unerving in a way that few books have ever been for me. But I liked it because it was a fresh take on an old cliche.

The newborns of today are going to have to live in a strange world, one that no-one can quite prepare them for, but which we're probably all going to have to get used to. I'm a godfather, somehow, and my godson will grow up in a time that will see much of the world changing very very slowly. And when I occasionally think about how amazing it will be for him I remember that I don't see the world as being all that amazing but in my life the world has changed in many more ways. We get used to it, we adapt and we see how things go.
Thats what I think about raising a kid in the world today.

Today wasn't too exciting, not like yesterday when I rode around the city a bunch and enjoyed myself immensely while doing it. My day started at around 7am when I was woken up by my mum and told to drive my cousin to Matts house and then make sure that he was all okay and sorted out. So I did, driving through the morning traffic without school traffic meant that the trip took about twelve minutes in total instead of the usual 45 minutes. It was as it always is during school breaks an insane feeling to be making such fast progress.
After I dropped Tom off I got myself some Subway and tried to avoid going home till I could be certain that my dad was gone. He wants my help in building pens for his stupid horse club and I helped out last year for about five hours and it was agony and I really don't want to sit through that stupid task again so I made sure I wasn't available because I really wasn't feeling up to much work today. My legs are hurting slightly from the ride yesterday and the efforts on Sunday. The good news is my tooth and jaw seem to have healed themselves so I don't have to worry about not being able to eat anymore. I still need to get myself a tooth removed but at least I can close my mouth now.
After I got home I pretty much did nothing except check Facebook and Twitter and then caught up on my emails and other junk like that. I worked out I only need 10% on my last assignment to pass the subject. 10% is what they give you for showing up more or less so I'm not worried about it right now, but I am concerned that they haven't given me my marks yet. I'm really really getting annoyed having to wait for this type of stuff from the university.
I still haven't paid my Virgin Mobile bill, it is due on Friday and is only $5.68 or something stupidly low like that. So I should probably get on with paying it soonish. I'll probably just put $30 in and see if I get any credit for the next month or so.
At around 1pm I went back to sleep, I was pretty tired from the whole last couple of days, I had some chicken sandwiches for lunch and then just passed out. I forgot to set my alarm which was a big mistake but I managed to wake up with time to spare so it wasn't fatal. My mum called me while I was sleeping and had me talk to some guy at Officeworks about their printers because she wanted to buy a new printer and ended up getting a giant monster printer of a thing for some insane reason(I told her to not even open it, I'll search around the net tomorrow and see if I can get her old printer working on her current Laptop(which has been the issue for her right now, that and getting a scanner). Tom was back around 1pm after I went to sleep and at about 4 I drove us back to Matts house where we spent the afternoon walking and then cooking. He didn't have to shower Matt tonight so I think he's pretty happy with his efforts.
He's been okay as a worker so far, he only needed to do 15 hours and I think he'll have managed that by this time tomorrow, he did 2.5 yesterday, 5 today and 4 tonight plus 2 in the morning and maybe 3 in the afternoon. 16.5 hours in total and he's set for his schools mandatory community service. Plus he gets to talk about the horrors of having to shower another man for the rest of his life.
Tomorrow is Matts birthday so I need to head out and buy him a picture frame for this nice picture that Aaron took of him the other day to hang on his wall.

Twitter Feed of the day: @abcnews because there are dead horses out there AND riots in Greece and they told me about both. I hate horses a little bit and Greece so much sometimes it hurts.

I was reading this book once by Douglas Coupland(jPod was the name, a great but confusing at times book) and there was a part that intrigued me. One of the characters said that they couldn't ever understand being ignorant of any fact ever in their lives. With Google and Wikipedia there are facts that are now available to me and people my age on literally any topic instantly.
I was thinking about this topic as I was driving to the airport today to pick up my cousin, I don't think I'm part of this generation, I'm an active internet user and I do use it a lot to supplement my own knowledge when I'm ignorant of facts or information, but I do remember a time when you didn't have to look things up online, you either knew them or you didn't there wasn't any resources to find stuff like that. Even the early days of the internet you'd usually find an old Geocities site 99% of the time when you were looking for stuff and you couldn't really trust most of it to be accurate.
But now things are changing, some websites are better than others, there is a growing tiered system of reliability when it comes to the internet websites which are considered reliable and respectable by a majority of users. There are spheres of information that encompass certain perspectives and viewpoints which are heavily biased in favour of certain views(like climate change or evolution) and there is a growing generation of people that are able to sort and sift through this information and assign values to it based on their own experience and ideas. They're learning to process and store thousands of pieces of information every minutes and then catalogue and sort them.
It is kind of scary to me. But I'm sure that when TV's came around and Radios and daily newspapers that the poor could afford to read that the same things happened, people seeing a generation bought up with this strange new toy and adapting themselves around it better than the previous generation ever could.
I think that as information becomes more available we'll find people memorising less, why try to remember anything when you can just access the entire collection at any time of the day? And I think that people will start to not only assess the quality of material on their own but they'll also start some kind of peer review, much like how Facebook allows you to recommend videos and websites for people I think that people will start to take in what their friends use as sources of information and will use this type of thing to create trust hierarchies about the information available to them.

Anyway enough about my predictions for the future, my day today, Monday, was actually pretty exciting. I woke up at around 10am when my mate Shobbz showed up and wanted to know if I was keen for a bike ride today, I was actually pretty keen to head out. I've been meaning to try to ride from the city to my parents place for a while and I needed to see just how up to the task I may be. So we pulled my old bike out of storage and couldn't find the wheels. Turns out my dad threw them away during the floods in the mistaken belief that they weren't worth the effort to keep. So now he is going to pay to replace them, which is nice.
I ended up stealing my dads road bike which is a pretty decent bike, a little light and not really 100% designed to deal with my level of weight. But it was serviceable and I wasn't exactly flush with other options at the time. So I packed up the bike, drove to Shobbz and we took the train to Toowong and started riding from there.
We rode the the city, across the Go Between Bridge, through Southbank, to the Story Bridge, back to QUT and from there up to the Botanical gardens and to the other side of the Story bridge. There was a German girl there who looked lost, she was trying to get to Albion, we tried to explain to her that it was going to be a terribly hard ride and to take a train but I get the feeling she took the ride option instead. More fool her, that ride looked like hell on earth to me.
After that we headed back through the city to Queen St where I had my first Hungry Jacks in 6 months, it wasn't too bad I guess, then we headed to J-B Hi-Fi and after that to Mr Toys where I found a copy of The Settlers of Cataan, but it was going to $70 and I just can't justify spending that much on a board game I've never played before to be honest. We then rode to Roma st and then caught the train back to Shobbz' place by about 3ish. Turns out QR don't like Bikes on their trains after 3.30 so we made it with some time to spare.
We got some water at Shobbz place, I packed the bike up and then went home, didn't really do much there, and waited till it was time to pick up my cousin for his community service for his school. 15 hours of charity work. He's going to earn this time as far as I'm concerned.
I tried to show him where the underwater places were from the floods but it was pretty dark and he didn't really get just how bad it must have been. We got to Matt's in time to get dinner from the pub, I haven't had a steak night at the pub for almost six months now. I've really really missed them.
We hung out at Matts place till about 8pm, poor kid had to help shower Matt which I found bloody hilarious because he just didn't know where to look the poor kid.
After that I drove us both home, he's going back in tomorrow for his next couple of hours and should be done by Wednesday I guess. We organised the whole week timetable at the kitchen table after saying our hellos.
My mum had cleaned my room somehow and now I can't find anything which is probably my own fault.

Twitter Feed of the Day: @neilhimself. Neil Gaiman gave some poor hotel staff a nightmare all day after offhandedly commenting on their room quality over twitter, a few hundred phone calls later he deleted the post and apologised. Hilarious!

So we played soccer again today. I was in left back and we had only 1 sub for the entire game, about twenty minutes into the game my shins started to absolutely kill me and I had to come off the field. I ended up spending the last twenty minutes of the first half off the field and after half time I spent pretty much the entire second half back on the field. I got a few decent kicks in. I also managed to head the ball off the field when the ball hit my head from behind. The last five minutes of the game I spent off the field, I couldn't keep moving my legs were just dead under me. We drew 2-2 by the end, a last minute header put it in for us.
After the game I drank some water and hung around for a while, next week we're at UQ and I'm looking forward to that game.

Afterwards I got a curry and then went home, Richard and his wife were gone when I got there. I was pretty much rested by the afternoon and then went over to Shobbz' place for the evening. His wife and his son were sleeping so we set up our computers outside in the slight chill of evening.
We played some Command and Conquer Generals for about an hour and then got some Pizza and watched the Naked Gun 2 and 1/2. It was a great night and when it was all done with I drove home and got ready to go to sleep. I had to write this up first and now I'm going to get some rest.
This has been a pretty short entry given my usual long winded screeds, but I didn't really do much today.

My topics for the rest of the week are probably going to be:
Monday. Being a member of the first generation of the information age.
Tuesday. How hard it probably is for parents in the modern age.
Wednesday. Why the media sucks in this country.
Thursday. What I did in June this year.

Twitter Feed of the day: @jonrog1. Leverage Starts again tomorrow!

I've done a search for my name using some search engines. I was wondering about how I would look if I was trying to do an interview for a job and someone searched for me online. So I checked myself on several search engines and then created a fake profile on Facebook to check what a regular user with no mutual friends would find in looking for me. I searched using Google, Yahoo, Altavista(till I found out that it was just Yahoo now, when the hell did that happen?), Bing and also searched on Twitter. I tried to use Livejournals search feature but I was using my other browser and it isn't up to date and just crashed on trying to use it(I was using my other browser because I'm signed into all my profiles on my main browser). I searched for the name "Andrew Holles"
So according to all these sources:
Google:
The first result in Google is my Facebook page, looking at my Facebook page I had(I've since updated my privacy features a fair amount but I'm sure that the Cache is still publicly available for now) some questionable status updates, such as "HOLY FUCK! I got a 6 for that assignment? I was expecting a very very low five to mid four if that. Another subject passed. Looking good for next semester." and several posts about how I left assignments to the last minute and barely managed to get them handed in on time and the story of the time I actually handed it in late but didn't get caught because I'm awesome.
My photos are pretty harmless I've noticed, mostly because only my mobile uploads are available immediately, one photo of my leg after I got hurt in soccer, a photo of the card my cousin sent me last week and a photo of the possum that watches me type at the Corinda library at night.
My info has my universities, high school and some movies I like, two of which are maybe a bit offputting to an employer(Fucking Amal and Postal), there are a few TV shows I like that are a bit off, like Garth Merenghi's Darkplace and maybe Dexter. But my interests are non-existent so I've nothing too weird there.
All in all my Facebook profile isn't exactly great but there isn't much there that I'm ashamed of or afraid someone will see if I was trying to impress them.
Second and third links are to someone's Facebook page that I'm friends with.
After that is a link to my twitter account with its assorted rantings and ramblings, I'm not really sure just how much of a dick I sound according to twitter but a quick scan shows few cases of swearing and a lot of Doctor Who comments.
After that is a link to a business in Melbourne that isn't me. Then some links to Kokoda Trail walk I did back in 2004, no pictures sadly.
A link to my Soccer Team somehow followed by some stuff I did back in High School for a school project. In between all this are some weird websites that seem to be composed of quotes that were mined from Facebook and Twitter on various topics, I don't know why these exist but I've locked my account at Facebook down so they shouldn't happen again. Also there were a few things that weren't me and were obviously not me.

Bing has all of the above but has the construction company in Melbourne as the first link, more quote mine pages and some old forum posts. What I was worried about was my old posts on Kyhm forums being findable, because I said some appalling things on there over the years, but no search engine found them thank god.

Most of the other search engines were variations of the same thing. I've a really light online presence if you only use my name to search for me. If you however were to use my various user names( actor_au, actorvious and/or actor.au ) then you'd probably find some things. Some terrible, terrible things. Up to and including my stance on abortion, gay rights, using blenders or people that cut in line and the entirety of this month on Blogjune.
So if I just do as little as possible to draw attention to my profile names I should be fine.

So Saturday was more fun than I expected it to be. This can be attributed to a few things, one I got to sleep in which is a rare treat I feel, except it isn't that rare because I do it three days a week on average. I got up at about 10.30 and then wrote up last nights entry for #blogjune, because I slept in. I kind of skipped over a lot of what I wanted to cover in my opening essay and then cut to the rest of the day because I was in a genuine hurry to get to Shobbz' birthday party for Oliver. I ended up being about 30 minutes late which wasn't bad by my standards of being upwards of three hours late to some parties this week alone.
It was a pirate theme and I had a lot of fun, there were sword fights, games, kid food which is unhealthy but tasty and then they opened presents. I fell asleep for about ten minutes during this time, I was buggered properly for some reason.
Around about 4pm everyone started packing up, mum left with Matt around 1.30pm I think, he'd had a good enough time and eaten well.
Everyone who was still there went upstairs and got to talking somehow about travelling around Australia and visiting remote areas for the fun of it. Shobbz and I kind of talked about me hanging around and just chilling out for the night but we were both just too tired and thought it was probably best to just reschedule for tomorrow night. Get together at his place for a chillout night.
Around 6pm the conversation got pretty nostalgic as we talked about places we'd been to where things are weird and finally the food was ready. We had some Lasagne which Flick's mum made for us earlier in the day and then reheated for dinner and it was really really good. I hate good lasagne because I've never been able to cook the stuff properly myself and it shits me when other people make it look so effortless. I ate, in fact the main reason I stayed so long was to eat because I was really hoping to just go home and sleep but the thought of decent food kept me there, and then I left almost as soon as I'd finished my third helping of the salad, I only had one bit of Lasagne but the salad was great.

I got home and thought my day was over and done with, so I went to see how Richard and Jo's day had gone, they'd had a good one and were planning on going out to the city to watch ice-skaters or something, I thought that sounded pretty sweet so I asked if I could join in and they said sure. I had to wait for them to feed the baby and put her to sleep, so about 40 minutes by the end of it all, and then we set off. We managed to find a park up near Wickham Tce and got ourselves down to King George Square in decent time and found a bar so Richard had a couple of beers, I went to get some Churros because I do like Churros, the line up was crazy and it took about eight-ten minutes to get my food, it felt a lot longer at the time. They were delicious so it kind of worked out in the end. I took them back and Jo and I shared them because Richard for some reason wouldn't even touch them. We watched the Demo by the Roller-derby girls of Brisbane which was kind of interesting, I think I understand the scoring system they use now, I'm still not 100% certain of it all but there are some clever tricks for speed that they were using. After that was finished with we really did want to go skating but the tickets were all sold out, so we went tobogganing instead, $5 buys three trips down the slight hill that the toboggans went down, I bought $15 worth of tickets somehow and we spent the next fifteen minutes just cruising down the hill and then back up the top. Afterwards they phoned home to see if their baby was okay being looked after by my parents and we played with some of the citycycle bikes for a few minutes to show them how heavy and pig-ugly they are to ride.

After that was done we walked down Queen St. I'd forgotten how long it had been since the two of them had been out there, they were surprised at some of the changes and modifications that had been made over the last few years, stuff I didn't even notice really because for me it was just the everyday things that happened anyway.
After that we went home, I drove because I wasn't drinking. Jo can't drink either because she's still nursing and Richard had had a couple but was probably safe to drive but as he said why risk it when you don't have to?

We got home, they went to sleep and I stayed up to write this. I'm now going to go eat the dinner my parents cooked me so I have some energy in the morning for soccer, we're up against the leaders of the ladder in less than 9 hours.

Twitter Feed of the day: @seranfinowicz. He has the voice of an angle reading the weather forecast.

Okay, I missed doing this last night because I was out getting rather not drunk(I'm on medication so I just stayed sober while everyone else drank, I'm really going to hate all life until I get this tooth pulled out I really am). I got home at about 1.30am and then just passed out. So apologies. This is Fridays entry. Saturdays entry will go up before midnight, I hope.

All My Friends are leaving Brisbane.
It is a sad fact but it is true. Slowly but surely nearly everyone I know are planning to leave or have already left Brisbane. They move south to Sydney or Melbourne and it kind of sucks, but the openings for new people in their fields are all down there and its the only way to get ahead. For the teachers it is different, they all work out in rural Queensland, because education QLD makes pretty much every teacher work their way back to Brisbane, some of them I don't think really care about it anymore because they've made lives for themselves in their towns and communities. And I miss them, I miss being able to hang out with all my mates on a whim, nowadays we have to wait for the School holidays and then pray that everyone is down visiting. Which doesn't always happen.
My brother lives in Toowoomba which is only about an hours drive away and we see him at most once/twice a month. My mum goes up every second week to give them a break from the baby but I don't go because I have to look after our other brother. The distance kind of pisses me off because Richard and I were getting along better than ever before when he left, we'd spent most of our lives getting on well enough as brothers do, then just kind of clicked at some point after University started.

They all return here for Weddings and Funerals but that is kind of the extent of it.
I don't know how I'll cope if I have to leave Brisbane for work, I've never really lived anywhere else, I think I would adapt pretty fast, I can use public transport and learn a city's outlay in next to no time, but I think that socially I'd always miss Brisbane. I just love it too much. I know the place, its history, its secrets. Leaving would suck, I guess the people I know that have left must have gone through all that and more when they left.
I still miss them. I get the feeling one day I'll be the one person left living here and everyone else will be visiting me and wondering why I don't live where-ever they do.

On with the day:
I woke up early, 8am and then after Matt was sorted I was going to go straight home but instead I went to a few second hand stores looking for a vest or part of a pirate costume for Oliver's birthday party tomorrow, I didn't end up finding anything in either of the places I went to so I went home and found my mum there. She told me that my Uncle was in the clear she didn't know what it was he had but she said it wasn't fatal and it was nothing to worry about. So I stayed at home for the next four hours catching up online, watching some TV and just in general relaxing. I was going to sort out my book but I decided against that because I was feeling lazier than usual.
At around 2pm I decided it was time to go to the city to yell at someone at QUT. But as I was gearing up to leave my mum got back from where-ever she'd been and I ended up spending nearly twenty minutes talking to her about the party tomorrow and about all types of other junk that makes up nearly 90% of the conversations we have. I ended up at Toowong later than I thought I would be and caught a train into the city. I was going to go for the ride to QUT but decided instead to go to West End and get Richards birthday present from the Rock Climbing place and then after that I rode back over the Go-Between bridge to get to the city, only to learn that the Bicentenial bikeway was closed while they make it easier for pedestrians to not get killed.
Soft bastards.

So I rode back over the bridge, my body essentially dead at this point, and made my way across the Kilripa bridge, chatting along the way with this lovely lady on a bike about cycling, she eventually got enough steam to press on, I on the other hand could barely breathe. So I stopped at the 7-11 and got some crazy amount of water and drank about half a litre of it in one go then caught the train back home. I texted Cara that I would be at her party in a couple of hours and then when I got home I just crashed out and needed to sit while my body recovered. It was 5pm.

By 7pm I'd had dinner, showered, shaved my beard down a little bit and got my suit on. I'd equipped myself with Snakes, Origami paper and dried apricots, but the Apricots weighed too much so I left them in the car and took the train from Chelmer to the city. On the train this guy from the army(ex-army I think) was telling these high school kids about how hard it could get in training, they were riveted by what he was saying. I could see the lust in their eyes when he started talking about guns.
I ended up arriving at the Port Office by 8pm, Cara was pretty happy to see me. It was both her birthday and the end of semester so she was getting silly drunk on the dance floor. I don't like dancing, I have no music in my soul it turns out and because I can't drink right now due to medication I had no social lubricant to help me along. I bought chips and made some origami stuff and passed the time talking to Moran a mate of mine from high school who used to work in a book shop.
Cara and her entourage left at some point to go get some food because she'd been drinking heavily and hadn't actually eaten anything during the day. Leaving Moran, myself, Laura Munroe and Woodford at the Port Office alone. Laura and Woodford got talking for a long while while Moran and I chatted, the Port Office to me is always a shitty place to drink, I've never had a decent night there that I can remember. I blame the high standards of dress code to be honest. The people that get in are the types of people that care about how they look and I could give a fuck about them. Sure I was wearing a suit, but that was because I didn't want to get refused entry like the last three times I tried to get in there. Fuck that place.

At around 10pm I got a text from Cara saying that they were all now camped at the Bavarian Bier Cafe so we should join then. We walked across the road and around the corner and managed to find the place by taking a bit of a shortcut through some buildings I've ridden through before at highspeed. We found the rest of the party sitting in a reserved section of a table(which never had another single person show up and take it which means that someone booked 20 seats for the night and never showed up, pricks) and the serious business of drinking German Beer started. I ordered some wedges and started the usual conversations with people. What's going on, have you seen the news, whats the plan for next week, lets bitch about someone who isn't here, why didn't someone show up tonight.. etc. That passed the time. The group ordered a meter of Schnapps which was about 12 shotglasses with some horrifying mint concoction which seemed to be about 99% alcohol, I couldn't drink it so I passed mine on.
After a while we noticed the people on the other side of the glass partition that separated us from the outside were doing something or something was happening so one of the girls in their group came inside and asked Abbey if she wanted to go out there with them because one of the guys had a crush on her. So a couple of them went outside for a while and got talking, enjoying themselves and making conversation, but then they all started smoking and the girls came back inside almost instantly. However for the rest of the night they kept communicating through the glass via iPhones and pictures they have of cute things on their iPhones. It was actually pretty cool, they'd put their phone to the glass and tap it till someone looked and they'd reply.
After a few hours of this we all packed it in, the last train was leaving at about 1am so we had to hurry to get there. Abbey was freezing cold so I leant her my jacket and she insisted I button it up for her because she was so cold. I really didn't want to because if she fell she'd have no arms to break her fall. But I did it and then basically hugged her to stop her falling between the river and Queen St where we split up and I got my jacket back. She and Laura were getting food and a lift home from their dad and we were all getting a train so we said our goodbyes and then went to wait at Central, ended up waiting about 24 minutes before the train got there. I was the only sober person on that train I think. We talked about how annoying it was that in Brisbane there is a two hour window of no trains for some reason every Friday night which means you can either leave a party early(1am) or stay out past the point where it is any fun to stay out(3am) and how it just sucks. I don't stay out late, I stay up late a lot I admit but I don't go out very often. But I can understand the frustration.

I got off at Chelmer, drove straight home and was honestly going to write all this last night but I couldn't even stay awake at the keyboard so I didn't bother, I went to sleep and woke up at 11am this morning. I'm about to head off to Shobbz' babies birthday party and I should enjoy myself there. My main concern right now is finding my sword and having a good time.

Twitter Feed of the day: @UnemployedDalek his war with @UnemployedSontaran is the stuff of whovian legend.

I have always had problems getting organised, one of my better solutions has been to get a black notebook and just write down everything I need to do and everything I'm planning for. Today I'm going to go in order and explain whats in it from page one to the end(so far).

One of the things my black book was really great for was organising Cara and Charlie's wedding, I'ved got pretty much all the details of their nupituals in it, the location, timetable, menu, contact numbers. In fact I think I bought the books solely to aid in working out the kinks in running the Master of Ceremony podium for the night.
God I was drunk that evening looking back on it. I had a fantastic time anyway but I still ended up writing a reflection about the night, working out how I did based on how I think I performed. I was kind of in a reflection mood after writing too many of them for the last two assignments which were due at the time.
After the wedding notes I put down a bunch of information about my university enrollment. Including my Centrelink details and university enrollment information, it was essential to have such a key resource in one place during my difficult enrollment process earlier this year. QUT gave me notice I was enrolled in classes at almost the last possible minute and then basically threw a bunch of junk in the way of actually signing up for classes. Getting a password to sign into QUT Virtual and then actually joining my classes took me two days and about three hours worth of lining up in two different buildings. UQ was just as bad when I un-deferred my degree after a semester off universities seem to be terrible at pretty much organisation in general.
I've got a list of info about my mums birthday gift that my brothers and I organised back in March(tickets to Wicked, very bloody expensive tickets to Wicked which as near as I can tell my brother never paid me for). And all the speeches I made during the wedding, I made a lot of speeches that night looking back on it.
After those pages I have about twenty pages about notes on assignments and the plans and structure of paragraphs and essays. As well as live notes I took during interviews and shadow sessions and pretty much the last six months worth of subjects and notes on how and where to get my tooth pulled and about my planned trip to Spain. At the end of the book is a list of my classes, the times and places they're at, the due dates of all my assignments and a list of goals I had for this semester. I've pulled off some of the goals, but I sadly havne't got them all yet. I still need to Finish my novel, lost some weight and get a hot librarian girlfriend. Once that's all done I'll have to make a new list of goals for the next six months.

My black notebook is a chaotic arrangment of text and notes on stuff but it is the easiest way to keep myself up to date and organised, it may seem like it makes no sense to anyone trying to read it but for me it is much better than my old system of making notes which was tryin got just remember everything and hoping it all works out.
When I was travelling in 2008 I had a notebook with every single day listed out by date and I had an estimated location I expected to be at on it, the transport details for shifting to the next location and the page in Lonely Planet for the specific tourist attraction I was planning on seeing that day. When I write things down I tend to get organised. Next semester I'm going to have to do something similar in regards to assignments because I'm never going to leave everything up to the last minute ever again. I had some of the most brutal days ever this last semester trying to get everything done at the last minute. I remember back in UQ I finished an assignment three days early once, it felt really weird to be done and have more than an hour to hand it in. It felt kind of wrong, because for so long that had been my standard.

Anyway, on with today.
I managed to have a lazy day, even with my trip into the city to get comic books. I woke up at 7, Matt was already awake and doing his thing. We got him dressed, ready to go and then after he left I cooked some sausages and some onions for a slow cooker meal for tonight(Sausage Hot Pot, it was delicious) and then went home. After I got home I was pretty tired so I just kind of watched some TV, caught up on the Facebook and Twitter nonsense that pretty much defines my online life 90% of the time. And then was trawling through some Fark threads when Tebra messaged me over gmail that she had a horribly runny nose from allergies that she's suffering right now in Portland. Which was amusing to me because I could finally win a "who's more sick" competition, given that my jaw is only just now getting right, the pain has gone for the most part, I've still got limited ability to open it. I wish I'd gone to the doctor sooner, I'd be finshed with my meds tomorrow if I'd gone to the doc on Friday last week instead of waiting till after my exam was over. But back on topic, we got talking, Tebra and I used to talk a lot, like nearly every single day online. She'd start work at midnight my time(8am her time) and I'd generally finish work at 10pm and still be awake when she came online. When that was happening it was really one of the better online times I've ever had. Having someone to shoot the shit with, talk about ideas and plots for the stories we had running around in our heads, it was a great time. Sadly she got a new job, I stopped being online during the nights and we talk less now. But we're still really good friends, I love her to bits, and I love talking to her even more. So we fell back into that easy conversation that friends who've known each other for nearly a decade tend to fall into and then she said that she was about to finish work soon and would I like to call her, she had a story idea she wanted to go over with me. I agreed with her and after a panicy run to the shops to get some phone credit(I picked Telstra, why did I pick Telstra, they're the most expensive and most rubbish international calling cards available) we got to talking about her story. She wants to pitch to DarkHorse comics which are set up in Portland, but doesn't know much about individual comics only about Graphic Novels(what a co-incidence I just did an assignment on that topic) so she wanted some feedback on the story outline, the setting and her overall concept for the publishing schedule. It was really nice talking to her about it all, some of what I said was a little off, I tend to stumble on my words when I'm talking to her sometimes, but all in all I think she had some good ideas and some clever story points to work with and I hope she goes through with it. I gave her some pointers, some ideas and just random concepts that I thought might fit in. The only problem I ever have when I'm talking about this stuff with her is I tend to run away with a concept, come up with what I think is a cool idea and then basically destroy her storyline from the ground up by adding more and more details. Fortunatly she doesn't take it personally and is probably the only person that would let me get away with that type of stuff.
She's one of only three people I know who've actually finished their novels and published them, I yearn for that feeling of "it's done and on my bookshelf now" and I can't help but respect the hell out of her finishing hers. I'm still hoping to finish my book Gold sometime in the next year. I might take it into town tomorrow and see if I can't find a quiet place to write after a quick cycle and a yell at QUT for a bill I need to pay.
She finished up her pitch and then put me on speaker and her boyfriend and I had a nice chat about Starcraft, flooding and other assorted stuff that guys speak of when they talk for the first time. Her boyfriend Paul is a decent guy and he makes her smile, so while I wish to destroy him in Starcraft I'm really happy that she's found someone like that.
Sadly I ran out of credit midway through a sentence so I went back online and tried to apologise to the two of them and send them a photo of my snake before realising that it was almost 2.30pm and I needed to rush to the city to get my comic books and a curry. I tossed up taking the train from Corinda or from Toowong and elected to go from Toowong because it would be a faster trip into the city. I got Zatanna, Fables and DMZ, I didn't know that DMZ was comming to a close soon, I'll really really miss it. It was the first ongoing series that I have nearly every issue of(Volumes 1 and 2 I have as trades) and I hope the conclusion is fitting for the storyline.
I took a quick detour and got a fast curry, my jaw working now means I can eat with ease, mostly. And then took the train and then my car back to Matts house in time to make mashed potatos and Caramelised Carrots to go with the dinner and watch Letters and Numbers. I should enter that show sometime, I get the feeling I'd say something wrong or see the word Labia in the letters game and be unable to resist it.
After dinner I started writing this because trying to watch TV in this country is probably going to make me suicidal one of these days. Seriously, it was almost all terrible. I was saved by SBS World News and Luis loving the riot/fight that happened between two South American Soccer teams yesterday. The rest of the night I spent trying to write this, I managed to get a lot done but the TV kept distracting me with How I Met Your Mother episodes and then Arrested Development. I forgot just how genius that show was. I also wrote my thank you note to Liz Skinner at Stuartholme about the interview she gave me for my assignment a few months back. I did thank her for the interview right afterwards but figured it would be nice to let her know I've passed the course.
I'm writing this from Matts house, I've finished eating my last dried apricot and am now going to go and upload this from the library wifi, after I watch Craig Ferguson obviously.

Craig was a repeat, so I left earlier than usual. My friend the possum is back at the library, once again staring at me as I type. Oh god there are two of them now. I should be concerned.
Also last night I caught some guy going through our bins looking for food, I was worried he was looking for documents to steal my identity. Food didn't even cross my mind.

Twitter Feed of the Day: @brisbanecityqld. They have tips for first time Authors. I should probably go and look at that.

I use the internet a lot, a nearly unhealthy amount sometimes. I started using it around 1999 and I used to use a lot of old websites sites that I don't use anymore. I probably couldn't imagine it at the time that I would ever stop using these sites but then one day I just did. Without realising it they stopped being in anyway important to me and faded from memory. A lot of them were old comic websites, some I got tired following and some just stopped updating. Some were sites I used for other things but just gave up on, like news sites, game review pages, anime forums and some of the old piracy sites. So here is a slight list of sites I remember using a lot back in the day and don't really even think exist anymore. As I've never been into online shopping there aren't any really big famous dead stores like pets.com or anything.

I used to use Yahoo a lot in the early days before I started using Altavista and then eventually I switched to Google. I stopped really using Google sometime ago and now use Wikipedia for almost all of my searches for information. It's easier to use and I get actual facts9or something close to them) instead of a thousand links going in a million directions.

I used to get weird comedy articles from thespark.net I think it was called, it had a bunch of comedy articles and junk like that, it also had notes about certain topics for university students so they could work their way through assignments and other stuff. It wasn't really that funny looking back on it, but at the time it was sophisticated humour to me. Something awful was also a site like this, I gave up on them back in 2008 or so, probably around the time I went overseas. No real reason, I never was a member of the forums and the main page got redesigned and I realised I didn't really care enough to give a crap.

Slashdot.org I use slashdot.org for one thing nowadays, when my browser crashes I check slashdot first because it is one of the few sites that I'm pretty sure will never die.
Gamespy, I used to read this place daily, but then they previewed Enter the Matrix and got me really pumped up for it, I nearly shat myself it was so bad a game(PC version), I used to use their forums a lot, I remember writing something epic on it once about using Windows Me, which my friend Channo used to have at his parents house, pretty much a real-life Serial Experiments Lain crossover story of about 1000 words, back in the days when I could still write a story in under a thousand words.

Yahoomail, my first email account was at yahoo, then for some reason they locked it down, my friend Chris set the account up for me and put in my real age and then one day Yahoo locked all accounts off with users who were under 18 years of age and thus my first ever email aholles@yahoo.com was lost forever.
geocities.com I had a website back in the early days of the internet, called The Library. Everything Here is Real. I put up some of my weird story ideas and random junk. I used to abuse the Geocities webpage editor software with various noscript functions to block out the pop-up adds. I was sad to see Yahoo shut down the service. It was a lot of fun back in high school to play with that stuff.

Comics I used to read include Megatokyo(Largo left, I followed about a year later), VenusEnvy(stopped updating), LittleGamers(I became racist against the Sweedes) and dilbert(jesus that was tedious by the time I stopped caring). I was members of a lot of forums at one point, I used to dip my toe in the water and see what it was like and then go on from there. I sometimes stayed longer than a few days sometimes I gave up after lurking for a while. The forums I remember most were the Gamespy forums and ZCultFm forums, which were basically a front for a massive comic book torrent server but at the same time was still a great place to talk about comic books. I remember reading the comic book series "52" every week for a year and talking all the time on that forum about what was going to happen next. Sadly Zcult was shut down and died.

A lot of the old piracy websites and services I used to use are long dead now, bitTorrents have taken them away from me, in fact a lot of the internet that existed back when I was a lot younger is just dead now. It is kind of sad to think about, like nostalgia but without the hope that your own children might be able to experience what you did one day. I think next week I'll talk about being a member of the first generation of the information age and how hard I think it might have been for parents to adapt to this situation(I'll make a note somewhere, probably on Sunday when I write my soccer review and put up my topics for the rest of the week). It must have been insane dealing with something so out of the scope of previous generations, Television at least had Radio and Radio had books preceding them. But interactive environments open to the entire world, I don't think it could have been easy adapting to that as a parent.

And on with the day...
I woke up, took my medication, the Pumpkin soup I promised myself was awesome and tasty after I posted up last night by the way, I sorted out Matt, he ate his breakfast, which is a good sign typically, and then moved my car near the bins and cleaned it all out. It took about 40 minutes to get all the junk out of it, sort out the stuff that I wanted to keep and then put it neatly away, but I did it. I need to get a spare pair of pants, underpants, thongs, socks and a towel to go in the boot for emergencies. I don't know what kind of emergency could happen but having a change of clothes will probably be a good idea for them.
Tomorrow I don't have to clean anything, so I'm glad of that, Friday is going to be the bitch, sorting out all my books and then going out to not drink with my friends to celebrate a birthday and the end of semester. Also not drink anything sugary, so I'll be reduced to water and eating. Should be fun, it'll be at the Port Office and I'll need to wear... the right shoes and pants and shirts. I truely hate drinking in places with a dress code.
I went to shobbz' house to check on him, his son and wife, it was a pretty cold morning and he was building a staircase, the last time I cleaned out one of my cars he helped me and it took about three hours for the two of us. So I'm either neater now or I wasn't as fussy in sorting things out as I used to me. He and Flick were both there with Oliver and we talked for about 20-30 minutes before I left, mostly to get myself some breakfast and so he could finish his fence. On the way home I figured if I could get a park I'd try to stop and get a curry, despite knowing how bad they are for me, I couldn't get a park so I didn't. I think god is watching my mouth for me.
After that I drove home, watched some TV and read Twitter, it was a bit weird, there was something happening at SLQ today and I missed it, I only know that something was going on because two people were tweeting really really random things while they were there, it seemed like the topics of lectures but I don't know for certain. I shut off the internet and did the laundry looked after the dogs. Made sure that the older dog isn't dead yet, I love her to bits but the stupid thing sleeps about 19 hours a day and barely breathes while she's sleeping so you have to look really carefully to see if she's still alive. So far she has been. I also signed up for classes next semester, I'm not certain but the website at QUT says that Practical classes are available during the summer semester and I'm not sure who to belive on this. I think I'll have to book a meeting with that woman that runs the library course who just got back from Oxford sometime soonish.

At around 3pm my mum got home, she told me my uncle had been sent to hospital this morning, they're not sure what it was/is but he lost all feeling down his left hand side. They don't know if it was a stroke or something leftover from a massive spinal injury he had back in the 90s. I remember visiting him then in hospital, he'd been playing football and just snapped his neck or something. They didn't move him till the ambulance arrived and that pretty much saved his spinal cord. Well today he just lost all feeling down one side and they don't know what it could be yet(last time I talked to my mum about it was 8 hours ago, there might be news I'm not aware of).
I got to Matts house just as he and Luis were going for his afternoon walk. I caught up to them and we walked the loop for 30 minutes, its a pretty easy walk really. And after that I cooked dinner, Chinese Beef stir-fry, ate a kings sized share. Matt didnt eat much after his meat and some vegetables sadly. Not even the rice.
I settled down for the rest of the night and just watched Letters and Numbers and then SBS world News, which is probably the only news other than the ABC that I feel I can trust. I prefer the global perspective it offers, which just elevates it to my mind.
I caught most of Angry boys but was more interested in watching Ghostbusters 2 which was AWESOME!
And that brings me to now, I've finished watching Heathers and will probably go to sleep after I finish uploading this, so my Thursday can begin as soon as possible.
For the shortest day of the year quite a lot happened now I look at it.

Twitter Feed of the day: @BethJRiesgraf, she basically thanked every fan from every country that Leverage airs in over the course of about three hours. That must have gotten tedious after the third or fourth country but she kept going.

Just before I start my daily rant on something inane, there is a possum sleeping not two meters from where I'm sitting here. It is adorable. I'd take a photo but I think. Oh shit, its awake and staring at me. I think it knows I'm thinking of taking a photo, okay, no photo now. Its stopped looking at me. Okay I'm okay, I'm in the clear.
And now it's gone. The joys of posting from the outside of a library at 1130pm, in the cold.

I've been on Facebook for about five years now, actually I think it might be six years, I'm not sure. Anyway I've been using it, Livejournal and some insane number of years before that on assorted forums and other sites.
So far I've managed to not have any problems, any drama or any issues with people across the internet. I've managed this by pretty much being honest and not trying to antagonise people. If I disagree with someone about something I'll say it but I don't bother trying to hound them till they agree with me because 99% of the time that just doesn't work.
I've witnessed some crazy internet drama's over the years, forums that split because people were banned, people that met in real life and then had a huge falling out causing chaos in the wake of the mess they left behind. But at the same time I've met a bunch of really cool people from the internet and I've been able to keep up with people from my old job and my old school much better than I would have otherwise.
I think the point I'm trying to make is that I used to occasionally watch A Current Affair, which has to be the worst show of all time or at least tied with Today Tonight, and I remember they did a bunch of stories about how dangerous the internet is for kids. And I wondered if that's really true? I've been online since 1999, I was 16 at the time but I've never felt uncomfortable providing my real name, my home address is googleable if you know where to look, hell I think my phone number is up there somewhere as well if you're really desperate. In all this time I've never really been bothered by anyone about anything that ever happened online. I've been emailed and contacted by online friends looking for help, like Tim a few months back who I showed around Brisbane when he was on a stopover here, I've stayed with people around the world who I'll never be able to thank enough for their hospitality, like Tebra, Paul and Wrenya. And I've visited people and seen things I never would have seen if I didn't go online and make my presence felt. So what I'm trying to say, in a rather convoluted manner, is that the internet isn't safe, but really nothing is if you think about it long enough. The internet is how I found a lot of the world, its how I keep in touch and social media sites are a breeding ground for keeping everyone connected.
Also Oprah and her crusade to scare parents about the internet can suck it.

On with the day.
I got up at about 8.30 and had to see the doctor at 9.50, he said that I had what I thought I had, an infection of the gums and I needed penicillin, so I got a script(it was $7, drugs are cheap man) and was on my way home when I remembered I needed to do three things. I'm listing them here because I really need to do these things and I can't not do them before the month is over.
1. Tell the librarian I interviewed for an assignment back in March that I passed the course and thank her.
2. Clean my car/bedroom/cupboards/garage/storage area.
3. Buy a present for Shobbz' babies birthday party on Saturday.

I need to do these things because they're the things I've most forgotten to do over the last week every time I go to do them I get distracted and forget and by the time I remember I'm in no position to act.
I also learnt from the chemist that dairy products are bad for the infection I've got so I have to stop eating the one last thing I'm able to enjoy without agony. Yoghurt.

I started taking my drugs at about 11am this morning and am now on pill 3, at around midday I decided it was time to throw out my old Halloween costume from last year(Grim Reaper cloak which was basically held together with about two hundred safety pins) and that somehow started me on a cleaning frenzy of sorts. I spent the next two hours cleaning every single part of my bedroom, I cleaned out the dust from my PC. I sorted out the mess under the bed, took the rug outside to beat it for a few hours and then left it out there overnight, I'm kind of hoping for some rain or something. I'm not sure on rug maintenance to be honest but I'm sure that it will turn out okay. I also tossed about half a garbage bins worth of paper, rubbish, beer bottles and other junk. Mostly just stuff I had lying around that I had no use for. I'm going to go out and buy some boxes sometime this week so I can turn the underside of my bed into storage for my unread old books and maybe some of my older comic series. My current plan, worked out while cleaning, is to clean my car tomorrow, clean my shelves and my books(including my comics) on Friday. I'm basically doing this because I have nothing else to do with my time while I wait for the chance to get my tooth ripped out. I had the computer turned off the entire time I was cleaning, so the room was oddly quiet compared to usual, the eternal fan humming in my room helps me to relax and get to sleep some nights, absolute silence actually makes it harder to sleep. So after I finished up I put all my dirty clothes in the wash, had a shower myself and then headed over to Matts house, I ended up taking about ten minutes to leave the house because I kept forgetting stuff, like my penicilin and my USB drive and my keys. Before I left I managed to remember to put oil into the engine, its now properly full of oil and my fuel efficiency has shot through the roof which is really good considering my fears that I'll be losing my license soon because of the stupid cities stupid speed rules. I checked the mail looking for the dreaded letter I know is due but so far so good, somehow. I did get a lovely letter from my cousin, thanking me for getting her that book I gave to our Grandmother to give to her back around my brothers birthday(June 5th or 6th I think was when she left with it) and I was pretty happy to see it. She's my number 1 fan in everything and I love her to bits for it. Everytime someoen says they're my biggest fan I always know they're wrong. Because my cousin loves me more then they could ever try.

After I got to Matts house I told Luis that my cousin was comming next week not this week like I'd originally thought. And then I made dinner, it was pumpkin soup. I used some vegetable stock and chicken stock this time, didn't really taste any different so next time I attempt this meal I'll try for all vegetable stock. Just to mix things up. It will still be a non-vegetarian meal, because I put bacon in my pumpkin soup along with onion, pumpkin, white pepper and potato. I like soup and right now it is probably the only thing I can eat swiftly, it still took me about twice as long as usual to work my way through the entire bowl of the stuff. We went out to do the shopping, as is the tradition for the first day of the week when I'm with Matt. We've now got supplies for the next week and a bit. Should be okay with the extra mouth to feed at dinner on Tuesday and Wednesday night next week. Not sure about breakfast, that's someone elses problem.

I watched Good Game, which was as brilliant as ever, Hex at E3 was really enjoyable, I get the feeling that there aren't many TV shows at the convention, just vloggers and web-coloumnists and having read about the convention for years it was a great feeling to see how its all set out and organised. Bajo and Darren went last year and it was really great then as well. Its kind of hard to just write about something that seems to be so multimedia and I think having a TV crew shoot around the place while an obvious fan just wandered about, was as good a way as any to show just what the place has to offer.
After that I debated whether I should play some games, try some origami(I'm a touch rusty) or just type this thing up and then get some sleep. I figure I can game or fold anytime but I've only an hour or so before not having my blogjune post in on time. And I've been late 2 days already this month.
I'm really getting the hang of this thing now, I doubt I'll keep blogging after the month is over, at least not every day. But at least I'll be able to look back at this stuff and say: "Yes, I can recall pretty much everything that was happening in that period of my life. From passing assignments to not being able to eat properly at a party with gourmet meat patties." I think my last day of the month will just be an overview of the month that was, to try and see how things went compared to how I thought they would go. Probably something about how horrible I am at planning anything and how awesome free council wifi is as well.

After I finish uploading this I'm going back to Matts house and I've got some leftover soup, it should be warm by now and I'm going to eat it all and then sleep.

Twitter Feed of the day:@DonaldGlover for his comment on why men carry babies around and look so proud of themselves.