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| -= Alive and ... Nudging =- |
| 12.25.04 (4:52 pm) [edit] |
I didn't realise I'd been neglecting tblog for over a month *looks sheepish* My bad!
Quite a bit has happened in the past month. I've become an avid fan of World of Warcraft and as of today, am now officially paying for the privelage of playing an online game -- something I swore I'd never do -lol- Guess I just hadn't found the right game!
What else. I had a customer come in to work and buy 15 of the old playstation 2 consoles (not the new slimline ones) for about $180 each -- all we had in stock at the store. I took them to his car for him and he gave me $50. After, he rang up and asked if I could get some more on, so I arranged to have a whole swag transfered from other stores in the area (benefit of working for a large retail chain). So, they came in and he purchased 12 of the 25 I was able to get in. I took those to his car and he gave me another $50. Later that afternoon, he came back in and purchased the remaining 13 consoles and, once again, when I took them to his car he gave me $50 -lol- So, in the end I wound up with a bonus of $150 for my trouble. He's a good bloke, but wouldn't take no for an answer when I tried to refuse his gift. Technically, we're not allowed to accept gifts from customers that are greater than nominal value, but work will look the other way if we at least try to refuse.
Another customer I have came in the other day and presented me with a seafood platter. He's in the seafood export trade, so I wound up with two whopping great lobsters (god they were delicious!), probably worth about $20 each, and about three dozen king prawns. All up, there was almost $100 worth of seafood!
My mother ended up bragging about both of those things to the relatives and friends she phoned over Christmas, so I suspect I won't hear so much nagging on her part when it comes to my slow progress in the job hunt -- at least, for a little while.
Anyway, I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, or are having depending on your timezone, and I wish you all the very best for the New Year.
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| -= Deck the Halls =- |
| 12.25.04 (4:27 pm) [edit] |
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
'Tis the season to be jolly,
fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
Don, we know, was once a Carol,
fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Now she's into men's apparel,
fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
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| -= Embarrassing Australian Idol 2 blunder =- |
| 11.23.04 (11:21 pm) [edit] |
I know it's old news, but I still laugh thinking about it:
(Lifted from 2nd Australian Idol winner, Casey Donovan's official website)
[Telstra] BigPond Corporate Affairs Manager, Craig Middleton, said BigPond deeply regrets the inclusion of the incorrect website address in an advertisement celebrating Casey’s Australian Idol win.
The correct site is caseydonovan.com.au
"BigPond apologises for any embarrassment or offence to Ms Donovan, her family and to anyone who has accessed the incorrect website," Mr Middleton said.
"Since being alerted to the error, we have taken a number of steps to reduce the risk of customers accessing the incorrect site, including the placement of a page on the BigPond service which will direct BigPond customers to the Australian Casey Donovan website," he said.
BigPond also has advised web content filtering providers of the US site's content, to have it blocked for customers who subscribed to Internet filtering services.
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FYI, the "incorrect" website address posted around Australia was, in fact, the official site of one Mr Casey Donovan ... a gay porn star.
Ah, the importance of having someone, besides yourself, proofread your work.
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| -= I have returned =- |
| 11.09.04 (5:47 pm) [edit] |
I can't quite bring myself to call it "home", because it feels like anything but, right now ... so I'll say that I have returned to my house *nods*
The trip was fantastic, but all too brief.
Will blog more later when I'm not busy organising all my photos onto CD.
Hope everyone is doing well.
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| -= tblog dates not working =- |
| 10.10.04 (7:54 pm) [edit] |
Time of post is 9:59am Monday the 11th of October, 2004.
Okay, I've got the dates displaying correctly, but only because I changed my time zone to +4 GMT (when it should be +10 GMT)
Rocky, any ideas as to why the dates have stuffed up again?
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| -= Bah humbug =- |
| 10.08.04 (6:06 am) [edit] |
In all my life, I've never had a toothache. So, when should I get my first one, but one week before I meant to be leaving the country on holidays -lol- I mean, come on! That's just nasty.
So, I've made an emergency appointment with the dentist on Monday. Hopefully, it won't be something that requires the removal of a tooth (the problem is between two teeth and one is a wisdom tooth that hasn't come through entirely, when it should've by now *sigh*), as that's a procedure I don't want to have before I go away for nearly four weeks.
Other than that, things aren't too bad. I have my final weekend -- before I leave -- starting tomorrow, so I'll be doing the offical packing task and making sure I have everything I need with me. I do have to purchase a few things, too *makes mental note*.
Oh, and I had a routine blood test earlier this week and got the results back for that, today. Turns out I'm on the low end of the "normal" range for Vitamin D (good ol' retail work with no sun!) and also for calcium, surprisingly. So, I'm on a Calcium and Vitamin D supplement for the next fornight to get me back up where I should be. Just as well I found out about this now, because I won't be getting much more sun on my trip, since I'll be bundled up like a bug in a rug, no doubt. Good ol' Queensland blood -lol-
The calcium result, I was surprised by, because I thought I got enough, but obviously I don't. I'll have to incorporate some more cheese and youghurt into my diet *nods*.
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| -= Randomness =- |
| 09.28.04 (3:56 am) [edit] |
Nabbed from Tigergrrl, who appropriated it from TigerLilly, who filched it from Rinna ... you get the picture.
Name Four Bad Habits You Have:
1. Procrastinating when it comes to things I have to do for myself (e.g. doctor's appointments, tax returns, travel insurance enquiries -lol-)
2. Being mysterious (so say my friends!)
3. Perfectionism
4. -
Name Four Things That You Wish You Could Have:
1. Superb conversation skills
2. Thicker hair so I could grow it long and not have it tangle as soon as I left it down for any length of time *sigh*
3. Abs of steeeeeeeeeeel (come on! You know you want some, too!)
4. Perfect teeth without all the money and hard work -lol-
Name Four Scents You Love:
1. Freshly ground coffee
2. Country air
3. My girlfriend (aww)
4. Roast lamb when I'm really hungry -lol-
Name Four People That Know You the Best:
1. My girlfriend
2. Me (well, I try to, at least)
3. Caroline
4. My father
Name Four Things You’d Never Wear:
1. Hot pink leg warmers
2. Elton John sunglasses
3. A men's tank top
4. A male condom (hey, it's true! :p)
Name Four Things You Are Thinking About Now:
1. How tired I am and how appealing my bed looks
2. My girlfriend
3. That I have to burn the photos, which I took at work's party earlier tonight, onto a CD first thing tomorrow
4. How warm my left leg felt after I waxed it earlier -lol-
Name Four Things That You Have Done Today:
1. Sold a commercial Breville juicer for $479
2. Taken photos at a party at work
3. Accepted a $100 gift card for being involved in the successful 2004 financial year at work, which is what the party was for
4. Emailed a few people
Name the Last Four Things You Have Bought:
1. Lenny Kravitz's Baptism CD
2. Lunch (pizza slice! mmm)
3. A sony video camera
4. A $10 computer game
Name Four Bands/Groups Most People Don’t Know You Like:
1. Lenny Kravitz
2. The Black Eyed Peas
3. Missy Elliott
4. Elixir
Name Four Drinks You Regularly Drink:
1. Orange and Passionfruit juice
2. Milk/Chocolate milk
3. Water
4. Apple and Blackcurrent juice
Last words you said: "Not for you, puppy," because my dog wanted some of my ice cream
Last song you sang?: Earlier today, I was humming along to the music they've been piping over the PA at work for the past 14 or 15 months I've been working there
Last person you hugged?: I don't remember ... that's kinda sad -lol-
Last thing you laughed at?: A guy at work when he flipped me the bird, after I pointed the camera in his face and threatened to take a photo of him
Last time you said ’I Love You’ and meant it?: Last night when I was talking to my girlfriend on the phone
Last time you cried?: I don't recall when, exactly
What’s in your CD player?: Lenny Kravitz
What color socks are you wearing?: Transparent ones that look astonishingly like bare feet
What’s under your bed?: Carpet
What time did you wake up today?: 8:30am after about 7 hours sleep, at best
Current taste?: Vanilla ice cream and Milo
Current hair?: Short and brown with blond foils
Current clothes?: PJs consisting of navy blue pants with Pooh Bear all over them and a black babydoll tee with "I'm Blogging This" written on the front (no, really! -lol-)
Current Annoyance?: Realising I have to get up at 8:30am tomorrow and go to work
Current worry?: That the nibblies I had at the work party will give me food poisoning (that's a common occurrence at retail events, trust me!)
Current hate?: Not having enough money -lol-
Favorite thing about the opposite sex?: Muscles! -lol- Nah, sense of humour
Last CD You Bought?: Read my letters: Lenny Kravitz Batism
Favorite place to be?: On the beach at night, with my girlfriend
Least favorite place?: Work when I really don't feel like being there
If you could play an instrument?: The cello
Favorite color?: Navy blue
Do You Believe In An Afterlife?: No
How tall are you?: 165cm (just shy of 5'6")
Current favorite word/saying?: Sweet
Favorite season?: Autumn
One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: My mother
Favorite day?: The day before the weekend/holiday begins
Where would you like to go?: Canada, Paris (was too young the first time) and New Zealand
What is your career going to be like?: Profitable if I can manage it hehe
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| -= Shopping ... planning ... preparing =- |
| 09.25.04 (10:58 pm) [edit] |
Bought myself some new hiking/walking boots in the city today, along with a tub of bees wax, so I could waterproof them. That was fun, smothering my brand new boots with sticky wax -lol- I'm hoping that it will dry enough that I don't have to worry about it getting all smeared on the inside of my jeans when I wear them tonight. (Gotta wear the new boots in before I go OS!)
I also found a pair of long johns to go with my thermal top thingy, so that'll help things if I get a tad cold (which I undoutedly will, being of Brissy blood, and all).
(Hey, what movie had the line "Feeeeed Meeeeee" in it? I can't remember what one it was and I'm talking about it with my girlfriend at the moment -lol-. It was said in a little gremlin type voice, which is why I'm thinking it might've been from Gremlins, but I can't tell for sure. Someone help! -lol-)
What else, I'm off to dinner with a friend tonight. In about an hour, actually. I'm going first to see the new house she's renting with some other friends of mine. I haven't been there before, so it should be interesting to see what it looks like.
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| -= What I'm thankful for =- |
| 09.19.04 (7:55 pm) [edit] |
My girlfriend brought up an interesting topic that I'm gonna run with for a while :)
I'm thankful for creativity.
I love that art is not just about looking at a work (e.g. painting, sculpture, digital design), deciding whether or not you like the look of it, and then moving on to the next piece. Art is about the discussions that arise from experiencing or viewing the work. Stimulating and oftentimes heated discussions occur, that reveal volumes of society and our individual selves.
I'm thankful for freedom of speech.
I have an opinion and I should be allowed to express it. Who knows, that opinion might just be shared by a few other, like minded, individuals. And even if it weren't, at least we could have a great discussion over why we don't agree :)
I'm thankful for love.
Both the joy and heartache it brings into our lives. Afterall, the highs wouldn't seem quite as special if it weren't for the low points.
I'm thankful for trust.
Letting go and confiding in another soul can sometimes be a wonderfully theraputic practice, if you're willing to take that risk.
I'm thankful for diversity.
How boring life would be if everyone thought, did and said the same thing. In many cases, it is because someone insists, "No, you can't possibly accomplish it," that we are driven to rise to the occasion and 'blow it out of the water' :wink:
I'm thankful for forgiveness.
Giving someone, or being given yourself, that second, third or fourth chance can sometimes mean the difference between going through life as a failure, or truly learning that 'if there's a will, there's a way.' Not only that, but sometimes the best teachers are our own mistakes.
I'm thankful for time.
'Spare time' that allows me to partake in the activities that stimulate my mind; 'allocated time' when I get to chat with my girlfriend; 'spontaneous time' when I can do what strikes my fancy, right in the moment; 'future time' I can dream about and look forward to; 'present time' that I can experience either peacefully or with passion and drive, depending on the situation; 'past time' that I can reflect upon and learn from.
I'm thankful for work.
Strange but true. Work provides me with challenges (as frustrating and seemingly pointless as they may sometimes appear) that help build my character. Work also provides me with money. Money is good.
I'm thankful for money.
-lol- Just kidding :) Sure, it's useful, but it doesn't really rank up there with love and freewill.
I'm thankful for technological advances.
Whether it's computers and the internet or medical tools and treatments, advances in technology is an incredibly exciting (and, yes, stimulating) field to study. Sometimes I wish for nothing more, than to be able to live for a few hundred more years, just to see if Star Trek predictions will actually come true :wink: Bring on the teleporters!
I'm thankful for growth and self-discovery.
Missy Elliot said that she's Under Construction and I couldn't have put it much better myself. Ever honing, polishing, refining and evolving (cyclic or otherwise), it's a life-long journey of discovery and learning from your mistakes that moulds (or expands, depending on how you look at it) us into the people we want to be.
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| -= Shane Maloney's address to Scotch College =- |
| 09.12.04 (5:34 pm) [edit] |
This speech was given by crime writer Shane Maloney (also, an outspoken public education activist) to an assembly of boys at Scotch College. He had been invited to conduct some workshops on writing (which he did) and then to speak to the larger gathering (he was given no guidance on what to speak on). Needless to say his speech caused quite a stir, with some of the teachers and boys being very indignant. The reading of the speech by one of the Victorian delegates was a highlight of the Australian Council of State School Organisations conference.
Address to Scotch College
Shane Maloney
When I first received an enquiry about my availability to come and talk at this school, I was naturally reluctant. After all, this school has little to recommend it in the eyes of the wider community. Historically it has been simply a machine for the transmission of inherited privilege. (At the height of the Great Depression, for example, when many Australian families hardly knew where their next meal was coming from, Scotch College was the largest private school in the British Empire).
It is a place where boys from middle class backgrounds are sent to improve their material prospects and to reproduce the values of their class, or where the boys of insecure parents are sent to fulfil the distorted ambitions of their fathers.
When I think of Scotch College, what comes immediately to mind are the values and actions of its most prominent Old Boys. I think of the scene I saw on television after Scotch Old Boy Jeff Kennett used his power and his philosophy to close down the only high school in the state specifically dedicated to the education of young Aboriginal people. How students from that school came here and stood at the gates and how your Principal went out and told them to go away.
I think of your old boy, David Kemp, the federal education minister, giving millions of dollars of public money to enhance the marketability of schools like this one justifying his actions with statistics and arguments that he refuses to apply to the needs of the 70% of Australian families who CHOOSE to educate their children in the democratic and equitable environment of government schools.
I think, too, of the newspaper reports of the violent behaviour of some of your students and the quick readiness with which these boys were defended and excused in the courts by their adult class allies.
For these reasons, I was initially reluctant to come here. On the other hand, I thought 'Well, all this is hardly the fault of the current crop of students'.
It is not your fault, after all, that your families decided to institutionalise you.
It is not your fault that your mothers and fathers elected to place you in the emotionally distorting and educationally deficient environment of an all boys school.
It is not your fault that your parents lacked sufficient confidence in your personal maturity and ability to respond to the opportunities offered by government school education, and Australia has one of the best systems in the world, by the way, despite the relentless propaganda to the contrary by the vested interest of the private school lobby. Right now, you are the victims.
Later, of course, society will be your victim, and will suffer from the attitudes with which you are indoctrinated here.
But who knows? Just as prison does not always break the spirit of all who are incarcerated there, perhaps you will not turn out to be a burden to society.
Perhaps when you leave here, some of you will even manage to contribute to the wellbeing of this country.
I certainly hope so.
But just to hedge my bets, I will be donating part of my fee today to the campaign for public education.
Good luck with your studies and thanks for having me.
Note: The veracity of this speech has been confirmed. See below for more information.
Shane Maloney writes on his website:
SCOTCH COLLEGE SPEECH.
Over the last few days, I have received a minor avalanche of queries about some remarks I made to students at Melbourne's exclusive boys school Scotch College in 2001. For some reason, there has been a sudden upsurge of interest in this speech and a copy is circulating widely. Even the media has taken an interest and quite a few people have contacted me seeking confirmation of my authorship.
What I can confirm is this - In August 2001 I accepted a professional engagement to speak to a group of about 250 Year 11 students as part of a week of literary activities and author workshops at Scotch College. At the conclusion of my session, I presented the students with a view of their institution which they were unlikely to have heard either from their teachers, their peers or their parents. The words I used were not minced.
I sent a copy to some friends who are active in public education with no immediate plans to disseminate it any further.
The version which I have been recently sent for verification is the one I wrote. Other versions may exist but if so I haven't seen them. I do not know who wrote the introductory remarks setting the context - they are mostly accurate. My only reservations concern my description as an 'outspoken public education activist'. I am certainly a supporter of public education, but to describe me as an activist is to overstate my role. It is also a disservice to the many true activists who volunteer a huge amount of their time, skills and energy to defending our schools and promoting the benefits to our children of an adequately resourced, free, universal and secular public education system.
Given the sudden net-flurry of interest, I have been asked to write an opinion piece for the Age newspaper. This should appear in about a week or so.
Posted by Shane on 29.08.04 @ 02:19 PM AST
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| -= Reading, Writing and ... um ... Arithmetic =- |
| 09.12.04 (5:16 pm) [edit] |
A little boy was doing his math homework. He said to himself, "Two plus five, that son of a bitch is seven. Three plus six, that son of a bitch is nine...."
His mother heard what he was saying and gasped, "What are you doing?"
The little boy answered, "I'm doing my math homework, Mom."
"And this is how your teacher taught you to do it?" the mother asked.
"Yes," he answered.
Infuriated, the mother asked the teacher the next day, "What are you teaching my son in math?"
The teacher replied, "Right now, we are learning addition."
The mother asked, "And are you teaching them to say two plus two, that son of a bitch is four?"
After the teacher stopped laughing, she answered, "What I taught them was, two plus two, THE SUM OF WHICH, is four."
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| -= In, Out ... Repeat As Necessary =- |
| 09.12.04 (5:14 pm) [edit] |
An exasperated mother, whose son was always getting into mischief, finally asked him, "How do you expect to get into Heaven?"
The boy thought it over and said, "Well, I'll run in and out and in and out and keep slamming the door until St. Peter says, 'For Heaven's sake, Dylan, come in or stay out!"
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| -= How To Tell If a Cat Is Dead =- |
| 09.12.04 (5:10 pm) [edit] |
A kindergarten pupil told his teacher he'd found a cat. She asked him if it was dead or alive. (ed: yeah, that'd be the first thing I'd ask a kindergarten-aged kid! *rolls her eyes*) "Dead." She was informed. "How do you know?" she asked her pupil.
"Because I pissed in its ear and it didn't move," answered the child innocently.
"You did WHAT?!?" the teacher exclaimed in surprise.
"You know," explained the boy, "I leaned over and went 'Pssst!' and it didn't move."
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| -= Don't Argue With Children #1 =- |
| 09.12.04 (5:07 pm) [edit] |
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it is physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it is a very large mammal its throat is very small. The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale. Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale cannot swallow a human; it is physically impossible.
The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah."
Her teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"
The little girl replied, "Then you ask him."
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| -= Dante's Inferno Test =- |
| 09.09.04 (11:18 pm) [edit] |
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test
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| -= Work Sux =- |
| 09.05.04 (8:00 am) [edit] |
I feel like getting something off my chest.
Work has been anything but rewarding the past fortnight. We are going through a massive, store-wide department shuffle. Unfortunately, my department's future has been notably shadowed by the changes. Basically, we've been shrunk. My floor space has been pretty much halved and I'm in a situation now where I can no longer implement the strategies I had planned to help boost sales in the area.
This is what happens when accountants make the decisions in retail stores. Rather than appreciate (nay, respect) the customers my department brings in by moving my area out from its hide-e-hole in the back corner, to a more visible space on the floor that will help boost sales, TPTB decide to leave me where I am and shrink me instead. It's all to do with profit per square metre of floor space, I'm told.
I'm taking this personally, I know. The reason I'm doing so, is because I've put a lot of effort into the department. I've implemented a number of procedural changes in the area that have benefited both customers and staff. Before I came along, the department could only be run by people who were computer literate. Now, new staff members who know very little about digital cameras, can consult a manual I wrote that takes them through, step by step, the procedure for selecting a camera that is suited to the customer's individual requirements. The questions the sales assistant needs to ask are written down, for Pete's sake!
What frustrates me is that without the sales staff, there would be no retail company -- literally. They need us to sell the products. They should appreciate what we do for them. Right?
So, why were the sales staff the absolute last to know about how the departments would be moving? Why did I find out my floor space was being halved after they had taken down my fixtures?
What's more, they have moved the music and book departments so that those areas seemingly leak into mine. As a result, customers wanting to find out if we have a particular DVD naturally come to my register, which is right beside a fixture filled with DVDs. That's all well and good, except I have to then leave my department to go to the Music department's register -- a good 15 metres away -- and retrieve the requested DVD from the drawers there. Can you imagine the security risk that imposes? While I'm off trying to find an obscure DVD in the god-awful filing system that department has, someone in my area could be tampering with goods and removing security tags.
But did anyone think to ask us if that would be a problem?
It's upsetting, because I feel like I put so much energy towards a failed cause. Had someone told me a few months ago that this was going to happen, I wouldn't have spent as much time as I have doing things like the sales manual. I would've focused on learning how to sell more items in other departments, so, when the time came, I would simply request a change in areas and work somewhere else. Granted, I might not have been allowed to change departments, but at least I could rely on reaching my hourly sales figures by selling more items elsewhere. As it now stands, with almost half my stock not out on the floor any more, I have fewer products to sell to achieve my personal sales target. I don't make my target -- I don't stand a chance of getting commission.
Sure, it all boils down to money, but that's all I've got going for me in this job now. So, understandably, I'm going to take it personally when they halve my department and severely inhibit my chance of making my targets.
Anyway, there's nothing I can do. They won't listen to what I -- or anyone else -- have to say, so all that's left is for me to focus my attention on getting whatever other job I can. Before, I was content to sit pretty and wait for the right job to become available, but now I'm going to go for whatever I can get my little paws on. And when I'm gone, they're gonna realise just how much they underappreciated me. The department won't be run the same way and they will realise just how much I did for that area.
Right. So, rather than continue to bitch and moan about how they've diddled me, I'm going to focus on doing as much as I can for the area. It's going to be a huge challenge, but if I can keep it afloat, despite this massive iceberg they've dumped in my path, the achievement will be consolation enough. If they won't appreciate me, I'll appreciate myself -lol-
So, ner.
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| -= How Sexy Is My Name? =- |
| 09.05.04 (7:08 am) [edit] |
Nabbed this from SheSpecies:
According to studies, the first letter of your first name reveals your sexual identity ... What do you think?
J
You are totally fucking marvelous!
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*buffs her fingernails on her chest and shrugs nonchalantly* What can I say?
*smirk* :wink:
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| -= Gotta include the keyboard =- |
| 09.05.04 (6:30 am) [edit] |
*snap*
This is the keyboard my girlfriend bought for me, in action, at night. The keys are a little brighter than they appear here. I bought my Pentax camera for its small size and not really for the photo quality -lol- It's rare that I need it to take photos like this!
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| -= Happy Snaps of the new ATX Case =- |
| 09.05.04 (6:21 am) [edit] |
My case, fresh out of it's packaging, before I put in the optical drives.
'Scuse the barrelling effect -- it's my camera's doing, unfortunately.
At night, with the LCD and power button visible
The side LED's turned on
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| -= All is well =- |
| 09.02.04 (1:25 am) [edit] |
Well, that was fun! My new system is all up and running and it looks purrrrrrrrrdy *grins big*
It took longer than I antipated, because the company I bought my original computer from wouldn't/couldn't tell me what brand the mainboard was. I rang them up to get the manual for it, but they couldn't even tell me what brand it was, let alone where I could get a manual from. So, I used good ol' Sandra to tell me the model number and I Googled that. Took me a bit of time to find an english version of the supplier's site -- that also had a working link to the PDF manual -- but I got there in the end :)
Did I mention my system looks purrrrrrrrrdy? Cause it does :)
Will post pics later ;)
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