Monday, March 26, 2007

hero in a half shell

























While admittedly jumping on the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles bandwagon and reading those old Eastman and Laird comics again I realised something.

I spent most of my young life wishing I could be like Michelangelo but turned out more like Raphael than anything else.

Wow insight of the day right? Guess you gotta read the comics to really know what I mean.

Friday, March 23, 2007

something like that

Sunday, March 18, 2007

its been awhile

And its gonna be a while more before I think I'll have time to blog properly. Just finished the crappiest essay I've ever done in my entire life. 10 pages of pure shite. I seriously hate business modules and its a long story why I'm still doing them. Ah well at least its done already. I'll probably get a C- for it or something but I'll be damned if I'm gonna go touch it anymore.

Now I've got to start on one more term paper! This one's a history one though so at least I'll have some clue as to what I'm trying to argue. Ah well....the shadows studies call....

Thursday, March 08, 2007

dammit

Words betray me:
Beautiful butterflies in my mind;
Dead moths when I open my mouth for
theire release into the world

-Glen Duncan

ouch ouch ouch moo

Argh my neck feels like a thousand of those angry cows from Diablo decided to come do a war dance on it

Definitely need a new pillow

Monday, March 05, 2007

grenade loud loud!!

I was poking around in the study today looking for a dictionary when I came across one of those government endorsed publications chronicling the inception and development of National Service and found myself chuckling at the story of the scared shitless recruit who, when informed by his training officer that "when throw must shout grenade loud loud", hurled his menancing cargo and hollered "GRENADE LOUD LOUD!!!"
I have to say if there's anything I miss about the army, and there's not much of that, it has to be jumping. The waiting for the light to turn green, the jumpmaster's tap, the rush of gravity and the jerk that means your canopy's deployed. The clear, plain and totally undisputed logic of jumping out of a perfectly good airplane. Airborne! Excuse us but we'd rather not be there for the landing bit.

I have to do that again before I die.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

guess who


















If they'd bothered to listen closer they would've been more appreciative of the vocal capabilities of Matt Bellamy. Or Dave Grohl. Or Billy Corgan. Or Stephan Jenkins. Or....well you get the idea.

Kiss me I'm famous!