Quirky Jash's Top 10 Random Study Tips:

• #8696 - Attempting to study and play Xbox at the same time is not very good.
• #236 - If you have hayfever and study with your dog in the room, do not try to feed the dog the notebook pages you sneeze on. Dogs do bite.
• #47315 - Studying and driving IS bad for your health contrary to what other people say.
• #761 - Including text books in your breakfast omelette is tasty, but not the correct way to store knowledge inside you.
• #94 - Naming your text books does not give you better grades.
• #5108 - Take a break from your study once in a while. But remember to come back to it, which I forget most of the time.
• #786912 - It's not a nice sunny day outside. That is just a figment of your imagination.
• #149 - Searching eBay for fashion accesories does not constitute study.
• #5445 - One is lying to themselves if they say Instant Messaging facilities are productive tools for individual study.
  *jash has just given you a nudge*
  
• #16847 - Don't take forever to think of 10 things to put in your blog when you're at work pretending to study while pretending to also work.

Study, you say?

So I'm in the thick of action of exams again. Well exam, I kinda only have one... that I chose to do... for my own reasons.... I once thought that study was long gone and I was fancy free, but...

Getting back into the study stride is difficult. Being used to playing Xbox at night until the wee hours realising that you have to go to work 3 hours later is not the way to go when one should have delved into the books a couple of hours earlier.

And life without study is very nice because you go to work and come back. Then you go to work and come back. Then you leave all the worries of the day at work while you walk your dog, or figure out how to not get your dog scared of your massive camera. He's really scared of it you know. Barks and everything. He thinks the flash is lightning or something.

The weekends are also different. Gone is the mind set that I will get a good night's sleep on Friday and wake up refreshed on Saturday. You get home late on Friday, you wake up early on Saturday because your friggin' body clock is telling you to wake up at 7AM, and you watch cartoons again.

Cartoons on Channel 7 these days are weeeeird. How can kids watch these shows?! I mean the Disney cartoons are classic, but these new fangled ones are too radical. There could be better shows than a green alien kid with other aliens; stick to the good old ones and work from there I say.

There is just no more time to fit in all this study! Aghhhh! I mean one has to fit in the hours upon hours of Tom foolery and cheekyness that I get upto on MSN right? It also doesn't help that there are a select few that also want to procrastinate with you when those bells of instant messenging come a chimin'.

I'm trying to find a moral of the story here. Maybe it's that one shouldn't throw away countless hours of doing absolutely nothin, or maybe that one should just win the lottery and well, I wish I could win it...

Aww nuts...

Sometimes we try to do or take too many things at once, and at one time or another we can't keep it all to ourselves. We feel despair and are frustrated, but there's no need to be; you have two nuts and that's all anyone can hope for really...

Where I'm home

A wooden doll in a wooden place.

Nothing quite like having something warm, comforting and familar surrounding you. Maybe it's holding you back, but for now you quite like being in a place like this.

Watchu lookin' at?

pretty little flower

Nice and pink. Very pink. Almost bordering on fluorescent.

eBay item of the week

Title:
DKNY Men's Leather Pants I Unfortunately Own
Stylish. Expensive. Very much a bad purchase for me.

Description:
You are bidding on a mistake.

We all make mistakes. We date the wrong people for too long. We chew gum with our mouths open. We say inappropriate things in front of grandma.

And we buy leather pants.

I can explain these pants and why they are in my possession. I bought them many, many years ago under the spell of a woman whom I believed to have taste. She suggested I try them on. I did. She said they looked good. I wanted to have a relationship of sorts with her. I’m stupid and prone to impulsive decisions. I bought the pants.

The relationship, probably for better, never materialized. The girl, whose name I can’t even recall, is a distant memory. I think she was short.

Read more

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Note to self: Don't buy leather pants to get with girl. Don't buy leather pants. Ever.

dreams

If you've just woken up and in need of a laugh click on this: http://users.bigpond.net.au/filmbuffs/ I thought it was hilarious.

But if you are still sleeping, then there is a good possibility that a) you're not reading this, and b) that you will have a dream of some sort. When I sleep, I remember I have dreams, the only thing is that I don't remember what they were about most of the time! Does anyone else have a problem like this? Or are you supposed to forget dreams because they are only dreams in the end.

I wish I could be in a dream for a while, and I do remember some dreams where I've had control over the situation and doing stuff in your dreams is really cool. You can do all the things that you wanted, like fly around like Superman except not wear those tights. You definitely don't want to see me in tights and spandex. But if you do I'll leave that to YOUR dream. And tell me too, because I've never met anyone that's wanted to.


Imagine all the other crazy stuff you could do if your dream lasted for ages. Living an entire lifetime in a dream would be awesome. Kind of like playing the Sims! You could be a teacher turning into a professor, or a doctor that retires and gets money by doing stuff on this technomagical machine that you put into your living room because you get to win it at the end of your Sims career.

I don't know how good I'd be at being a doctor though. Getting sued is a big probability, and I'm still dreaming! I'd have to be so careful, much more so that I am now being a graduate database administrator. Some of the stuff people tell me doesn't quite get translated correctly from the screen/or phone, through my eyes/ears and onto the keyboard that I'm typing on. *sigh* I would reply in apology saying that I've lost your money and I can't get it back!


Actually it doesn't really come to that. I then wake up and realise I'm still at work, and thankfully no one has been the wiser and noticed my snoring and drool all over my desk, hee hee hee... Only there's 6 messages on my phone and another 187 emails to be read, ah, reality slaps hard does it not.

And reality's not that bad. It's just nice to dream once in a while.


PS. Avoid sleeping and dreaming at work.

PPS. Don't use greater than and less than signs for emoticons on web based text editors because you lose your blog as it can't handle those characters!!

iPod boob.

Chips that store music could one day be built into breast implants. One breast could hold the MP3 player and the other the music collection. BT futurology, who developed the idea, say it could be available within 15 years.

Would it get a bit strange if they got around to making it play video as well?
;)

Life's little mysteries

Ever wondered what it would be like to live inside a water bottle. Well there's no need to anymore! Click on the picture to view! Watch out though, it enlarges the browser when you click on it. :)


Yes, it's quite interesting. I wonder what it would be like to live in other small sized objects.

Flutterby Butterfly

Well I don't really have anything interesting to say this week. I'm busy at work, but I definitely don't want to bore you with the details of database administration right? I mean after who's interested in setting up tablespaces, exporting and importing schemas, and maintaining a pre-production test environment, right? And if you are... *looks at you in disbelief*

You seriously know you've been busy when you start to close MSN conversation windows by typing the command "exit" in the chat windows... urgh..

Although something was interesting enough to write about last week, but my lazy gene took over and I never got to write about it, sorry! It was all of the butterflies floating everywhere!


There were hundreds and thousands of them, just flying around, going about their business of flying around while the times were good and sunny. But it was the numbers that astounded me. There were so many that you could take your dog for a walk and choke to death on these insects! Yes, yes, I know now you're giving me looks of disbelief, and no, I didn't choke to death when I walked my dog.


It was probably a sign that consolidated the spring weather, and of course being Melbourne they end up playing the cricket (no pun intended with the insect stuff) under cover in Telstra Dome. So the rest of the week was dull and grey, and dull.

And the weekend doesn't look like it will improve either :( I shall have to find something else to occupy myself while I am indoors. Meanwhile, here are some more pics to brighten up your day!

In Melbourne Tonight

So my experience tonight has indeed confirmed that clubs and lounges are not for me. It's not particularly my cup of tea (if I wanted tea, there were plenty of place in China town that are more civil and welcoming!), as many of the others frqeuenting these areas drink from bottles and glasses filled with intoxicative beverages that are somewhat hard in nature compared to the Coke and Sprite that I stick to.

The parking is also terrible at the late hours of the evening. Clubby, loungey places seem to only kick off at 10-12AM so to get there at a specified time means that's there's no parking in the vicinity of the venue! Argh! On the brightside, I got to use my legs for the first time in the weekend in order to walk all the way across the city. Being a warmer night there were also plenty of people walking around, and I was surprised that how many do stay out on Saturdays in Melbourne. They (I really don't know who they are) say that Melbourne's a quiet town, but if it's quiet, then they can subsidise the extra 10 or so kilometres I drove to find parking.

Finding the place was easy enough I guess, but along the were there were plenty of other bouncers to indicate the many lounges that are scattered across the city centre. Because I am not of the clubbing persuasion, I was startled as to the size of the protectors of the lounging domain. Very big and bulky these guys, so I thought I should be nice to them. I think my body mass equates to their forearm. Well, maybe.

The place was located underneath some buildings, kinda like the ones you see on TV shows where the mafia hang out, and it was pretty average I'd have to say. Even if I did manage to like getting jiggy wit' it I would suggest to these guys to update the lighting! I guess the lack of lighting helps the proverbial 'smashed' people not remember anyone or anything they'd danced with.

And play some better music next time! Even for people like me! If I'm not in the mood to dance, then why not entice me with some enticing music. Typical doof doof stuff isn't gonna get me to dance. Gee, my friends couldn't even get me to dance!

So thus ended a night of unspecialness. Apart from revving up my car so that it at least grumbled on the way back home, this drinky, loungey, dancey, clubby stuff should just stay with those that are willing and capable. I think most of the persons livers weren't actually capable of taking in the amount of the happy drinks, but hey, I bet they were more than willing.

Dark Food

Just make sure you get it in the right place, and not all over your shirt.