Testing
2007-08-07 04:07:00
Rather.
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Useful Thought #1
2007-08-09 02:58:00
I am currently sitting up in bed with the cat (who is in a dream and twitching violently) mulling things over, as I usually do, and I was just going over some of the main ideas that are integral to my happiness at the moment, and I thought I would make a kind of series of them here, though I'm not really sure how many there are -- there may only end up being two, but that still constitutes a series, doesn't it? Yes. Quite. Note that 'Yes.' and 'Quite.' are two very short sentences to make up for that ridiculously long one I began with. I hope the paragraph feels more balanced. I certainly do.Thought #1: The only person who can hurt me, is me.This is one of the best ideas ever. It's by no means a new idea and I definitely didn't come up with it, but it feels like my own because by applying it in my life I've given it a distinctly 'me' flavour; at least that's how I see it in my head. I guess what I'm saying is it's no longer a familiar abstract idea, it's very much a real
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Reading is Fun!
2007-08-08 01:02:00
My birthday was a little while ago, on July 21 to be exact, which, as many of you know, was also Harry Potter D-Day. To celebrate the latter, the stranglies (my core group of friends) and I had a reading party at Potaty's house. I wanted to blog about this shortly after it happened, but had no suitable medium, so I am belatedly gushing about it now.A strangly reading party is like a cross between primary school Silent Reading
and a Roman feast. There was so much food; in fact we didn't even get round to reading until about 1pm, mostly because of food (and the lining up outside borders for an hour, which we felt pretty stupid about since we'd got sucked in to the pre-ordering hype -- if we hadn't we would have been in and out of Kmart in a heartbeat).Uggy found a recipe for pumpkin pasties which turned out totally cute and tasty:Potaty, at my request, made a cake with Harry Potter stenciled onto it in icing sugar:She says it didn't turn out as well as she wanted, but I think it loo
Episode One: In which I meet a hot American who I will never see again
2007-08-07 07:30:00
Gasp! A hot American
, leaving tomorrow, who I'll never see again? Whatever shall I do with her? Why, take her to Pushka and proceed to stuff my face with portugese tart, of course. I'm so romantic.Romantic and an amazing conversationalist, by GoSailor's expression in this picture. Or maybe she was thinking about her apple juice, which she was less than pleased with. In fact, when it arrived, she poked at it for a moment with her straw, before exclaiming, "They'd never give you apple juice like this back home. It's like they just got an apple, and blended it!" Oh, Americans.We spent most of our time together wandering the streets of Melbourne, and it was interesting to approach the city from a tourist's perspective -- what would I want to know about Melbourne if I was just visiting? But she'd already been here for a month, so had done most of the things that came immediately to mind. The advantage of her having been here for a while was she had loose ends she wanted to tie up, l
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Famous Quotes
2007-08-12 21:38:00
Me: How will you get to your interview?Bf: Super-powers. Up, up and away! Actually, by train.Me: Your super-power is the metropolitan train system?Me: Wow, when people are extinct there will be so much stuff everywhere, or maybe not actually, building bits and stuff might be recycled.Bf: Yep! And it'll all be dirty!Me: And crumbling! And full of the animals.Bf: Because there won't be any housekeepers!Me: ??Bf: And the animals will be like: "Blah blah, I'm a human!, look at my tie, I'm so important, I'm eating your cousin for dinner!"
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Email
2007-08-12 20:31:00
From: BoyfriendTo: GauriDate: Aug 12, 2007 10:52PMSubject: pig's on my butt!
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Eureka Skydeck
2007-08-12 19:42:00
For our 18th month-iversary, the boyfriend-creature and I went up Eureka
Tower, to the Skydeck on the 88th floor. It was $16.50 for me to get up there, which I thought was a bit steep, but it was so incredible that I'd do it all over again. I'm even considering going up there by myself, and just hanging out and doing the Work.The lift is a scary, scary beast. It goes from the ground floor to the floor 88 in 33 seconds, and of course bucks and vibrates and carries on all the way up, and your ears pop the entire time, but at least it only lasts for half a minute. But even if you're scared of lifts, or you're claustrophobic it's worth it, because when you get up there -- wow.The view is absolutely unbelievable. I'd had no idea that it would be possible to see the bay; you can even see Werribee! The cars, trucks and trains look like toys, seagulls look like tiny white flies; even the giant ferris wheel looks silly and small. There are a whole lot of rooftop gardens along Southbank th
Useful Thought #2
2007-08-12 07:48:00
God never gives you more than you can handleThis concept is often interpreted as: God, personified, determines what situations you can only just handle, and then gives them to you every now and again when you need testing, perhaps, or for your own good, or for some other unfathomable reason of His own. This gives many people comfort, and I'm glad of that, but thinking of it this way doesn't make sense for me. I have my own take on it, which I may or may not have poached or co-opted from Byron Katie. It is as follows:First, I substitute God for life or reality, i.e. what is: this moment, now. This is because I don't know whether or not God exists, but I can know that the present moment exists, or exists as much as something can exist. So, I interpret it as life, or the present moment, never gives you more than you can handle. How do I know that? Because you handle every moment -- if you weren't handling it, you would be dead. As I see it (and this is almost definitely poached from B
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The Work
2007-08-10 07:50:00
A blog about me can't go any further without mentioning The Work. I'm trying to figure out the best way of explaining the Work, because it seems to mean different things for different people, so I think I'll go with the simplest.The Work is a way of questioning your thoughts, ideas and concepts, particularly the ones that cause you stress. It allows you to examine whether these thoughts are actually true for you. You do this by writing down the thought, and then applying four questions to it:Is that true?How do I react when I believe that thought?Who would I be without that thought?Turn it around.This is the only self-help technique that has ever worked for me, because it's the only one that doesn't tell me what's true, but lets me figure out what's true for me. It's my therapy and my constant companion, and in the short 6 months I've been doing it, it has transformed me. This may not be apparent on the outside, but as they say, it's the inside that counts.Byron Katie is the
Puss
2007-08-15 21:50:00
I think I have a special cat radar. When I'm out walking and there's a cat about, I get a tingly sort of feeling in a certain part of my spine, which sets me on the look-out for feline activity. Because of this, I've met a lot of cats. Here's one of them.This is Puss. Puss lives on my route home from the train station, or at least I think he does. I'm not actually sure that he really lives at the house where I often find him, just like I'm not sure that he's a he at all. I am sure of Puss's name, though, as I met a human that knew it, but that's about all I know of his Cat Stats. I do know, however, that Puss is crazy affectionate; he is a veritable sooky mclovecat*. (And he has a bell shaped like Nemo round his neck, which you can just barely see in the photo.)In March, almost every time I passed that way, Puss used to bound out to greet me, rub himself around my legs, snoof** everything in sight (including the mud? very strange), and then follow me a little way down the stre
More cat for Aunty Kant
2007-08-26 23:17:00
I have inertia and facebook has been draining my life essence, so this isn't a proper post, really, but Aunty
Kant asked for more cat, and so she will get it.For those of you that don't know, this is my cat, Killy. He is my Killox. My Killbot. My Killb't McSillb't McDrillb't. My Centicat. My special furry man.And here he is with another special man, who is a little furry, especially around the face, but is not as furry as many other men, and certainly not as furry as a cat.And here Killy is trying to get away from the special man because the special man is rather scary-looking. Which is why I have put him on the internet.And here are videos:Proper update when I've had more sleep.
Spot the Killy
2007-09-10 20:28:00
I'm in a bit of a snit with life, so I haven't really been updating this blog because it's supposed to be about my life. But here's some more cat for your dollar.Spot the Killy:
Spot the Killy II
2007-10-10 02:47:00
Hello. I have been ill ill ill, and bored. Today I started making myself a cardboard puppet theatre so I could do a show for the cat. Unfortunately cutting through the thick cardboard with a pair of blunt scissors only set off my rsi and didn't make much of an impact on the box. I really need to get a craft knife, but I am broke too. Killy wasn't too interested in the puppet I made of him, either. Booo.Anyway, the point of that story is that I was so bored that sketched the Killy. This is from a photo, the living Killy would never stay still long enough for an amateur artist like me to sketch. I've never drawn a cat before, only people, so I'm quite pleased with how this turned out. It's recognisably Killy, even though I made the eye too small and the stripe next to the eye too long to compensate. The scan isn't great either and the original looks much better, but the wonderful Ellie McKitchen Wench adjusted the scan to look sort of normal, which it didn't before. Thanks matey!B
ornithoptera alexandrae
2007-10-26 08:59:00
the thyroid is a butterfly-shaped gland at the baseof the neck mine is a QueenAlexandria’s Birdwingwith a wingspanthe length of a ruler three months or years agothe trouble started lifeas a tiny larvasafe within the poisonof the host plant it grewand swelled and took the poisoninto itself upon hatchingits first act was to eatits own shell its secondto start on me
Spot The Killy III
2007-12-24 03:53:00
In which Killy finds my teeny tiny laptop bag and plonks his bulky cat body into it.
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