Burger, she wrote

I had a burger today. A lovely KFC burger and can of Mountain Dew for $4.95. Since that fateful hungover day, I've been waking up with a taste for fast food. There's a Hungry Jacks and KFC across the road from work, Jester's Pies round the corner, Macca's on the other side of the recreation centre...

Fffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuu... it's way too easy to eat badly, and I'm ashamed to not be above the cravings. There was really no excuse today. I wasn't hungover. It was mid-afternoon; I could have had sushi or a salad. I just... really wanted a burger.

But I spent the afternoon psyching myself up - "burger is fuel, burger is fuel" - and ran my heart out at football tonight. WE DIDN'T LOSE!! Drew 1-1 with the other team, who were clearly not thrilled that we weren't a walk in the park.

And now, I'm doing homework. Yeah, homework. I'm a sort-of student again. My employer has kindly offered to let me earn my Diploma of Professional Writing on the company dollar, as a personal development goal for this half.

Yeah, this half. I got my course materials today, which means I'm fitting a 10-month curriculum into the next 10 weeks. WHAT THE FUCK HEY.

Caning through this first tutorial, though. It's about the writing industry and personal workspace preferences, different categories and styles of writing. I'm really excited about this course. It's nice to be in student mode again; purposeful, looked after. I'll try to share bits and pieces as I go - hope you don't mind.

For my writer friends, here are a couple of questions from one of the tute sections - a self-awareness exercise:

Are you someone who works well with a deadline looming? Or does a deadline create confusion and panic?


Do you require silence when you work or do you prefer music or other sounds?


Do you like an open, wide space or one that is closed and cluttered?


Good night, everyone. :)

how to cure a hangover

1. drink a litre of tomato juice for breakfast.

2. get a jester's pie and coca-cola for second breakfast.

3. go to the physio and freeze your arse off on the ice pack.

4. eat a hungry jack's cheeseburger and 6 nuggets for lunch.

5. buy a towel and shower at work, because you smell like a vagabond.

6. go home and order a pizza and SET UP YOUR FETCH TV AAAAH!

7. record a documentary about animals with feelings on discovery channel.

8. wash your stanky hair.

9. eat pizza, watch ultimate fighter.

10. brush the cat.

11. forget about doing anything creative tonight.

12. watch niaal shoot yetis in uncharted 2.

13. maybe have a pot noodle later.

This old Mongoloid learned new things :)

Carn't sleep. Quick blogpost, then back to the effort.

Today was a stellar Monday, full of learnings and culture.

Listened to War of the Worlds - the drama and the play - simply
amayyyzing. What an inspiration. I have a bit of a thing for that old-
fashioned American accent; not sure what it's called - 'pan-American'
maybe. Whatever it is, very nice - makes me think of the old ideas of
'manliness': "sort out your shit and be respectable"; a very hard idea
to dislike!

On that note, I'm fascinated at the moment with what it means to be
ladylike or manly. The media-reinforced stereotypes of delicate
females and oppressive males seem way too impractical to be what's
really going on. Anyway, I don't have much to say on this just yet;
it's all still a soup of thoughts.

Had a cuppa with DJ NU's (soundcloud.com/djnu) housemate this evening.
Well, a cuppa and a good natter about work, girls, working out, going
out, gossip, drama - 20something stuff. He gave me a cute anecdote
about how boys only have a 4-point check for girls, to see if they're
worth going out with:

1. Is she all-right looking?
2. Is her personality okay?
3. Is she intelligent enough to have a conversation with? and
4. Does she have a job so she can buy her own shit?

There you go, ladies, secrets of men revealed lol!

Came home and caught up on all the Uncharted 2 story Niaal played
while I was out, then got wikijacked and ended up spending 2 hours
reading about Marco Polo, shield soldiers, the Dalai Lama and racial
genetics.

Turns out the word Negro has been hell outdated for hundreds of years;
instead use Congoid for west Africans and Capoid/Khoisam for south-
eastern Africans. The genetic group throughout Europe, northern Africa
and India were considered Caucasoids. And finally, us Asians are from
a group called Mongoloids.

## yeah laugh it up jerks -_- ##

Of course, because of rude people throughout history, those words can
be quite offensive. So if you're clever enough to remember them, be
clever enough to not use them offensively.

Learned many new things this evening, so I probably won't need to
learn more stuff for a few days. :) good night!

Sick, that.

Yeah, they're in there

You don't say...

Centipedes?