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Well. In an amazing show of concentration, given my holiday brain state, I've managed to finish off this summer's poetry project. I now have all five poems fully illustrated, and i THINK the text is visible in all of them. I've been having a bit of trouble with that- black text didn't show up in the Jpeg of Place, and now the blue text in Antidote didn't show up when printed. I think I have that fixed, but I've used up all the black ink and will have to wait until mum goes to work next to get some more. I'm going to owe my parents a fair bit of ink for this :D I wonder if Dad could laminate them for me, I fancy entering them in the college art comp this year.
umm... lots of stuff has been happening lately, and at the same time i've done just about nothing. I spent all of saturday with Chris, which was good fun. We went and saw Chicken Little- cute, but we all know Disney lost their touch years ago. I want the soundtrack, though, the first two songs particularly were excellent. We ended up going back to his place to swim. His parents are a little disturbing- they heard i was coming over and rushed out to put on a spit roast and get all exited. they expect an engagement anytime soon. I told them that Chris' starring role in my wedding will be as bridesmaid- complete with baby-pink suit, but i don't think they believe me.
With the institution of Chris as future bridesmaid, the mile-long list of Specifications for groom at this spurious wedding has grown by one: must have female best friend, because Chris didn't fancy walking off on the arm of some buff guy. So said female will get to be groomswoman :P
Let it be officially recorded here that the song 'Most People I Know (think that i'm crazy)', by Billy Thorpe and the Aztecs, is to be played at Amy's funeral. What do you want played at your funeral? Do share.
I'd also like the coffin carried out to the Gollywog's Cakewalk, but Dad says that the pall bearers would probably drop me trying to keep in time.
on thursday i stopped at Will's place on my way home, took him some books- one of his that I had, and 'Father Joe', which is just screaming out that it's a Book Will Ought To Read. Jemimah turned up after a while- coping admirably with finding me sprawled out on Will's bed :P I like Jemimah. Will had managed to get me quite scared of her ;). But of course, Will's not the type to wander around telling everyone how wonderful his girlfriend is- it's supposed to be just a given, because Will has good taste. (at least I hope he does :P). Anyway, I've decided that Jemimah needs to meet Shaye, and vice verse. Must plot.
ummm... I borrowed a book from Chris, which Anyerin had given him. It's one of those self-help books for men, called 'Wild at Heart', about recovering true masculinity or something. I wanted to read the chapter on relationships. Apparently all women have an innate need to be rescued. We're born with a natural insecurity complex and spend our lives trying to find people to convince us we're lovely. And mothers are dangerous because if they have too much to do with the rearing of sons they're emasculating.
I dunno. Seems to me that if your natural state is 'needing to be fought for', then you're a bit of a dead weight. Sure, there will be times for anyone- not just women- when you can't get up and 'fight' for yourself, so to speak, but i think there's something very wrong if that's considered your natural state. Other people- friends, spouses, whatever- are most supportive when they're there so that you can pick yourself up and get going again, rather than to take over.
I did a LOT of thinking with that book. Perhaps the function of such sludge is not to give you answers, but to cause you to get annoyed enough to figure out why you disagree with it, and as a result what you actually think.
Mmkay. We're going out to get more braces wax and other useful things like that. Cya.
Well. In an amazing show of concentration, given my holiday brain state, I've managed to finish off this summer's poetry project. I now have all five poems fully illustrated, and i THINK the text is visible in all of them. I've been having a bit of trouble with that- black text didn't show up in the Jpeg of Place, and now the blue text in Antidote didn't show up when printed. I think I have that fixed, but I've used up all the black ink and will have to wait until mum goes to work next to get some more. I'm going to owe my parents a fair bit of ink for this :D I wonder if Dad could laminate them for me, I fancy entering them in the college art comp this year.
umm... lots of stuff has been happening lately, and at the same time i've done just about nothing. I spent all of saturday with Chris, which was good fun. We went and saw Chicken Little- cute, but we all know Disney lost their touch years ago. I want the soundtrack, though, the first two songs particularly were excellent. We ended up going back to his place to swim. His parents are a little disturbing- they heard i was coming over and rushed out to put on a spit roast and get all exited. they expect an engagement anytime soon. I told them that Chris' starring role in my wedding will be as bridesmaid- complete with baby-pink suit, but i don't think they believe me.
With the institution of Chris as future bridesmaid, the mile-long list of Specifications for groom at this spurious wedding has grown by one: must have female best friend, because Chris didn't fancy walking off on the arm of some buff guy. So said female will get to be groomswoman :P
Let it be officially recorded here that the song 'Most People I Know (think that i'm crazy)', by Billy Thorpe and the Aztecs, is to be played at Amy's funeral. What do you want played at your funeral? Do share.
I'd also like the coffin carried out to the Gollywog's Cakewalk, but Dad says that the pall bearers would probably drop me trying to keep in time.
on thursday i stopped at Will's place on my way home, took him some books- one of his that I had, and 'Father Joe', which is just screaming out that it's a Book Will Ought To Read. Jemimah turned up after a while- coping admirably with finding me sprawled out on Will's bed :P I like Jemimah. Will had managed to get me quite scared of her ;). But of course, Will's not the type to wander around telling everyone how wonderful his girlfriend is- it's supposed to be just a given, because Will has good taste. (at least I hope he does :P). Anyway, I've decided that Jemimah needs to meet Shaye, and vice verse. Must plot.
ummm... I borrowed a book from Chris, which Anyerin had given him. It's one of those self-help books for men, called 'Wild at Heart', about recovering true masculinity or something. I wanted to read the chapter on relationships. Apparently all women have an innate need to be rescued. We're born with a natural insecurity complex and spend our lives trying to find people to convince us we're lovely. And mothers are dangerous because if they have too much to do with the rearing of sons they're emasculating.
I dunno. Seems to me that if your natural state is 'needing to be fought for', then you're a bit of a dead weight. Sure, there will be times for anyone- not just women- when you can't get up and 'fight' for yourself, so to speak, but i think there's something very wrong if that's considered your natural state. Other people- friends, spouses, whatever- are most supportive when they're there so that you can pick yourself up and get going again, rather than to take over.
I did a LOT of thinking with that book. Perhaps the function of such sludge is not to give you answers, but to cause you to get annoyed enough to figure out why you disagree with it, and as a result what you actually think.
Mmkay. We're going out to get more braces wax and other useful things like that. Cya.
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