Thesis is going to eat me!

Is it possible to get p0rn messages sent to one's mobile? Obviously I'm not making an enquiry, just wondering why L got an sms to his mobile from an unknown number saying "Come over any time", but not spelt like that. I said "that's so evasive". Of course I meant invasive, but for some reason I keep making malapropisms and other mispronounciations around L.

I'm sorry, I don't have anything more exciting to say. No, I mean I do have exciting things to say, but I won't say them here.

Dust, anyone?

Love mornings! Love a bit of morning! Just love it! Yesterday without my consent, I got up at 6am. Time goes slower in the mornings. One is not so cynical and jaded at that time too. This is because one starts each day afresh and gradually the naivity is worn off as you learn more throughout the day and become more worldwise. Then when you go to bed, your mind resets.

Howard has only written 5000 words, so that makes me feel a bit better about my naff 7000. The more I learn the more I realise I don't know. It's a bit scary. I'm also writting my McDowell essay which is turning out to be basically hardcore metaphysics. [insert ironic tone here] Gosh it makes me feel smart writing it, writing something that only a few will understand, like a secret code. Maybe I'll rewrite it for the populus, because it is important stuff.

Groan.

I don't usually think in words, but when I do, I make language subservient. Instead of saying to myself "What's the weather like today?" I say "What's the Weber like today?" Invetiably, I end up talking like this. Jen says she does it in her head all the time too, and Trace says it out loud, al la Lewis Carrol. For instance, lots of churches these days are doing "40 Days of Porpoise". I drew a picture of an "elephant of surprise" closely followed by a "seal of approval". Yes, I have a strange "sense of puma". But I guess if you've read my blog enough, that's a "gibbon".

Yes, I'm procrastinating.

Your Personality Is

Rational (NT) You are both logical and creative. You are full of ideas. You are so rational that you analyze everything. This drives people a little crazy! Intelligence is important to you. You always like to be around smart people. In fact, you're often a little short with people who don't impress you mentally. You seem distant to some - but it's usually because you're deep in thought. Those who understand you best are fellow Rationals. In love, you tend to approach things with logic. You seek a compatible mate - who is also very intelligent. At work, you tend to gravitate toward idea building careers - like programming, medicine, or academia. With others, you are very honest and direct. People often can't take your criticism well. As far as your looks go, you're coasting on what you were born with. You think fashion is silly. On weekends, you spend most of your time thinking, experimenting with new ideas, or learning new things.

The Three Question Personality Test

Ha! I knew it!

A

Hardly anything gets by you... You have a great memory and eagle eyes

How Observant Are You?

Sweet 16

You Are 16 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

How could this be? I'm so cynical!

Scepticism: There and Back Again.

I think the sceptical journey is necessary. I think, too, that a sceptical homecoming is necessary. One must return to a “common sense” acceptance of things which is held in light of a suspended scepticism. I like to think I’m returning home, and that I’m gradually suspending my scepticism for the sake of life.

However, in my dialogues with others, there often exists a misunderstanding. I may, implicitly take the “common sense” view, whereas (and please excuse me if I sound patronising) my interlocutor may still be discovering scepticism. My interlocutor will assume, then, that I am unenlightened and that I have not yet even started the sceptical journey (since pre-scepticism looks very much like post-scepticism). The result is that their scepticism will intensify, making it even more difficult for me to justify my “common sense” view.

I often wonder then, in my youthful zeal, if there were times when I was that interlocutor. Perhaps there were many times when I was unknowingly in discussion with someone who had returned home. How much I could have learnt had I listened!

"Inner Hair Colour"

Your Hair Should Be Orange

Expressive, deep, and one of a kind. You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.

What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

I've a Got a Hot Date Tonight...

...with my thesis. But right now, it looks like I'll be standing him up. I mean, I've been pretty unfaithful lately; devoting my time and energy to my other essays, it wouldn't suprise me if he was kinda jealous. Maybe I'm just not all that into him. I try to think back to the beginning of our relationship, and figure out what was the spark, if there even was one. He's a bit of an enigma, complex, profound and he challenges the way I think. Yes, I must try to remember my first love, and work on that, because all relationships take time and work, even (and especially) torrid ones like ours. I can't just give up on him (because I'd fail). Besides, it will all work out in the end, on November the 7th.

In other news, I had my foils in my hair; "head-turning blonde" (heh, I wish). My hair is growing quite long now, and it's styled a bit like Hayley's and Sky's and every other girl on TV - so now I look like a normal person for the first time in my life. Anyhow, it's really wierd, the hairdresser was so androgynous I still can't figure out if they were a male or a female...

Guns and Shootings and Stuff

It probably had something to do with the excessive consumption of ovaltine and Tracey's banana chips last night, and the stream of somewhat abusive text messages from a certain person, but I had guns type violent dream last night (I do have violent dreams, but usually they are about me clubbing a possum to death and then feeling remorseful). Other peoples dreams aren't usually that exciting, so I'll try to make this as non-boring as possible.

I saw Sean Bean (LOTR, Don't Say a Word, The Island) (whom, as some of you may know, I have a bit of a celebrity crush on) by the riverside getting married to a girl who looked a lot like me. Later on, he tries to seduce me and when the dream turns into a Guy Ritchie movie, I find out why he used me. I'm on a mezzanine floor with Sean Bean's men and I'm given this little translucent plastic gun which I'm trying very hard not to fire, because we're all snipers. We all shoot at something unclear, and it ends with me going "So now I understand the movies Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrells and Snatch."

Hmm. Riveting. Sorry about the lame-o post.

Chapter 2 of Shyborg's Thesis According to Lou and Andy

L “Which mental state do you want, Andy?”

A “Tha’ one.”

L “But that’s a disposition. I don’t think you’d like that.”

A “Yeah I know. I want tha’ one.”

L “But you always said that dispositions lack the normative force required by rule following in meaning.”

A “I want tha’ one.”

L “Alrigh’”

(Dispositions fail to give normative force.)

A “Dispositions look a pillock.”

Vicky Pollard Reads Chapter One of Shyborg's Thesis

So anyway you’re add’n numbers cos that’s following a rule yeah (but rules are shit so I’m not add’n number no more) but yeah but nah but yeah but nah but yeah. But maybe you’re not add’n like you were in the past, so you answer somefing different number, well that’s what the sceptic says but don’t listen to her cos she’s got one tit bigger than the other. So you tell the sceptic to sod off cos your response is justified, cos you that’s you meant in the past and you sceptic don’t know anyfing so you’re totally out of line, so shutup!

The Borg On...

Australian Idol
Not that there's much to choose from, but my favourite Idol Judge is Mark Holden. I was pleased to see him get angry at mediocrity and ignorance. You might think I'm being uniformative, but Idol really has degenerated into a substandard competition. Gone are the days of Guy and Ricky Lee (her name, by the way, is best said in Engrish. Try it, and you'll see ;-)).

Rising Petrol Prices
I'm no economist, but I think perhaps it is the case that when the cost of a commidity goes up, and even though the average consumer does not directly benefit, at least someone in the nation does. It maybe the case then, that rich people benefit, and in an ideal world, these rich people require more labour; more dog groomers and thong wearing pool cleaners and the like, so employment increases, so the average consumer eventually benefits. Checks and balances, people. However, the rising cost of oil benefits no one in Australia because it is an external force. The only ones benifiting are the wealthy oil shieks in Saudia Arabia, and the only benefit that will have for Australians is more for the mosques over here and maybe these sheiks will want more Australian wives, although the only benefit from the latter will be an increase in our camel population ("What! My daughter is worth more than 500 camels!").

So Australians are going to loose on a number of fronts. I'm making a few (educated) assumptions here, but I suggest our losses will include more than paying a few extra cents for bread and milk. The oil shieks will keep funding terroism (dare I say) and eventually, unless we start using hybrid cars and trucks, Australia will just become another province in the Great Islamic Empire. (there are of course other contributing factors here, like Muslims having lots of children. They'll buy us out and breed us out. And yes, I'm using "us" "them" language. And no, I don't care that I'm possibly reinforcing predujices and hatred by doing so (not that I would want to do that, though!) - it already exists to such an extent that whatever I say won't do much. And it's a silly convention anyway - everyone thinks in those "us" "them" terms anyway, no matter how PC they like to think they are.)

What to do about it all? 1) If you're a Christian, pray for Muslims 2) Petition the Australian government to get proactive about alternate fuel (you don't have to be a hippy to be for alternate energy - you just have to have a brain) 3) If you're a Christian, have lots of children.

Postmodernity
Just a token comment because that's what you're expecting. ;-) In academic circles, it's defiently on the way out. But Enlightment nor Medieval ways of thinking are not hip either. A sort of Naturalistic Platonism (I've bastardized a McDowell term here) is the new pink.

Sharehouse Living
Our flat is cultivated kooky. You might think that the "cultivated" part is a bad thing, but if you're going to be a kooky sort of person, you're likely to be self-consciousl about it, anyway. Ergo, it is justified. Anyhow, we have a big pink "gaurd bunny" that sits in the tree outside (which I rescued from the rubbish, but didn't want to infect inside by bringing it in). It must be working, as we haven't yet been broken into. ;-) Any jewellery that oneone wears has special magical powers, which are discovered upon experiment. And we pretty much only speak in Engrish and Little Britian quotes.

Spring Time
Is making everyone crazy! It is the intoxicating mix of the bright sun, the anticipatory vibe, the chirpy birds, the warm air and hormones that is making not only the animals "go Spring time" at the zoo, but making more couples getting "Hotball and Neckey" on the street corners and just impairing everyone's judgments in general...