Hey all.

I wrote about a gentleman who has a cartoon blog and I should comment that he didn’t SPAM me. So I would like to apologise to him for implying he was a bad man. He’s not. He’s very creative and his name is Malcom.

So here’s a link to his URL - Cartoon Australia He is funny, and to be honest, I haven’t come across an Aussie cartoonist who has a blog but then, I don’t get around much either. Go look at him! and he does want to get into newspapers and get syndicated, and why not?

I love dogs, I owned a dog, my dog was great, but the problem with my dog, was that he barked too much, all the time, day or nite. It’s the reason why I prefer cats.

Except for last night.

Last night there was a brawl between two screaming pussies at around 4am, and then to make matters worse, a poodle started barking the cats stopped and the dog kept barking.. and barking.. and barking.. and barking.. and barking.. and barking.. Some man got up and screamed at the dog, the dog barked more, eventually it stopped at 5am.

I took my eyelids to work with me, they dragged behind the car all the way to work, and across the park, and up the stairs. I was listless as I took calls and eventually at the end of the day, I took my eyelids, with bags under them now, to the gym and worked out.

*yawns*

Most people have cats, dogs or fish for pets, some even have birds.

If you are going to have a bird, and plan on being unfaithful to your partner you should take into mind the couple who had a parrot. The husband was having a few moments with someone. His wife only cottoned on when the parrot began repeating her husband’s words..

“Uta.. Uta..” the parrot chirped.

His wife began searching around the house, and found some tickets to Paris, with her husband and Uta’s name on them….

So.. I guess the moral of the story is, get pets that can’t talk, get a fish!

So what’s the definition of a good day?

Taking upteen calls from people who don’t know the rules?

OR

That I woke up today with a big grin on my face and I had that attitude the whole day. I smiled at everyone.

I smiled at angry customers

I smiled at everyone in the Gym

I did my workout at the Gym today and I think it ended up that I was smiling in pain.

I made a great dinner

I have decided I love my life today. I’ll let you know if I love my day tomorrow.

The other night i was checking the server logs that this blog is hosted on and found a referring URL to a website which copied all my work related posts and my photo’s etc. Not only copying the content, but bandwidth theft. Linking the pics from that website to mine, they couldn’t even be bothered hosting my photo’s on their own server space. I am at a loss as to why anyone would want to do that to me. I am hoping it’s not anyone from work, because that would be pretty harsh and pretty mean. It would also mean it’s someone I work with, who knows me, and that disappoints me.

I shouldn’t need to justify myself to anyone, including those who read this site. I don’t like the idea of having to censor what I write about. I do limit what I write about work, because I am acutely aware of the hazards of doocing. On the otherhand I do actually enjoy working in the call centre, and the frustration and anger I express are like photo’s taken. It’s how I feel on the day, and I get over it and it’s a memory on how I have grown up and developed personally, and in some way, professionally.

I also got an email from an aussie cartoonist who wants me to look at his site, I thought it was a spam mail. It turns out he’s quite good and some of his cartoons are quite funny. You can find the link to his site, Cartoon Australia. He wants to break into the newspaper market and thinks blog power will give his campaign a little more oomph. He might be right! In anycase, advertising someone’s goods for their profit isn’t my thing, but he was pretty up front about it all and honest about it.

Tom from InsaneTom wrote about his take on WOW movie with Tom Cruise.

Now, I am not a huge fan of his, when I was a teenager however, I needed to show some teenage behaviour so my friends when they were over wouldn’t think I was a freak. So I collected pictures of Tom Cruise and celebrated when he got divorced from Mimi Rogers and got into Nicole Kidman, I think at the time I was in year 12, so faking it still counted as my friends still visited. When I started uni, I ripped the posters off my walls and cupboards and put up maps of the world since I wanted to travel.

OK

Now I watched the movie tonight, the real thing on DVD not a backup copy. It wasn’t huge on special effects, It didn’t follow the book exactly, but what it did do, for me, was recreate the fear I had, and the horror when I first picked up the novel by HG Wells.

I felt fear, despair, horror and I was on the edge of seat for most of the movie. The scene in the basement of that farmhouse was truly shocking and so raw, not for what it showed, but for what it didn’t show. You knew what he was doing was to save his daughter.

I will have to watch that movie again. In the day. After the movie the wind picked up alot, there was a smell of smoke in the air. There was alot of booming noises and people screaming, and then I looked outside and there were fireworks somewhere close to the city, and a couple fighting in the carpark. Phew. Because for a brief second, I honestly thought “they” were here.

I like writing here because it’s my space in the world. I am a small webpage in the billions of pages that make up the googleverse. So I have a few things I wanna get off my chest.

I was speaking to the security guard after work tonight. I think he’s like one of those barmen that you talk to when you’re single, bored, alone, depressed. You get his thoughts for free, rather than at the cost of a drink. You don’t get so blind drunk that you make a fool of youself, and you don’t try and seduce the man when you’re sober because with beer goggles, the uniform would look attractive on the michelin man himself.

What I was trying to explain today/tonight was my fears about falling in love again with anyone after X. Will it be the same, will it feel the same, will I hold back? Will they feel they are second in my life because they weren’t my first love? How different will it feel? Will I feel those same flutters when we kiss?

I feel, like I hung on too long trying to fix what was broken and can’t be fixed and now I feel like I am running out of time.

*said in spanish accent* Hullo, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father: prepare to die…

“Diablo is dead, suffer fools and die as you feel the blood warmed axe blades on your flesh!”

/DiabloII

So, I have spent my whole weekend and last 2 days getting through DiabloII. OK so I haven’t finished ActII yet, I have got through ActI finally after I stopped play due to my inability to deal with the spiders in the Monastery Level in the inner cloister. I am feeling pretty obsessed by it all, and think that I am going to have problems this week with work, talking to my friends AND wanting to complete more of my DiabloII quests.

I must sleep - For tonight, I dance with Diablo…