Saturday, May 10, 2003
Friday, May 09, 2003
The blog has gone bold! I KNEW I shouldn't have posted that test!
Help me help me help me help me help me
Update: Give the man a medal. He's a genius.
Help me help me help me help me help me
Update: Give the man a medal. He's a genius.
I was not going to publish this.
But hey, what the hell, I guess I'm just...evil.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
But hey, what the hell, I guess I'm just...evil.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Low |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | High |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | High |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | High |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Very High |
| Level 7 (Violent) | High |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | High |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
Yes it's early. But I'm already behind in my reading so I've got to get going. In news related to yesterday's post, the Danish National Museum has picked up on one the prettiest hashish-stalls in Christiania. The government has threatened to close down and remove all stalls in Pusher Street within the next couple of days, so local people rang the museum who agreed to take care of the stall and exhibit it as part of Danish cultural history (from Politiken). Well done, National History Museum!
And, ladies and gentlemen - the Friday Five:
1. Would you consider yourself an organized person? Why or why not?
- I am very organised. I usually know where all my stuff is. It seems that this is more important to me when I'm busy than when I'm not. Busy mind, tidy surroundings, or something like that. I do find that if I'm organised, I save time, sometimes money, and the benefits generally overshadow the chore of organising. Sometimes organising is not even a chore! (God, I must seem so boring.)
2. Do you keep some type of planner, organizer, calendar, etc. with you, and do you use it regularly?
- I am the lucky owner of a lovely filofax-type-thing, which I usually don't update. I have a small calendar which I use quite a lot, but mainly during exam-time. My memory is generally good so I don't need to write things down very often.
3. Would you say that your desk is organized right now?
- I don't have a desk! My computer-table is full of sweet-wrappers and cups and papers and post-its, but I share with my man and I blame him. The dining-room table is full of books, but I do have an impending exam - normally it is very tidy. And the books are ordered!
4. Do you alphabetize CD's, books, and DVD's, or does it not matter?
- Our CD's are alphabetised, because we have quite a few and I can't waste time searching for the exact CD I want. (I don't really agree with the system, though, which is by first name, I mean, ideally it should be by last name, yes?) The books and DVD's aren't alphabetised - we don't have enough DVD's to justify that and the books are too scattered everywhere for any kind of system. This may change when I get more (unemployed) time on my hands...Alphabetization is mainly about saving time, isn't it, so, yes, I'm generally in favour.
5. What's the hardest thing you've ever had to organize?
- Myself
Oh, and it has come to my attention that people think that I give Mr s. a hard time. I do! But it's okay! 'Cause he knows that he's the love of my life.
And, ladies and gentlemen - the Friday Five:
1. Would you consider yourself an organized person? Why or why not?
- I am very organised. I usually know where all my stuff is. It seems that this is more important to me when I'm busy than when I'm not. Busy mind, tidy surroundings, or something like that. I do find that if I'm organised, I save time, sometimes money, and the benefits generally overshadow the chore of organising. Sometimes organising is not even a chore! (God, I must seem so boring.)
2. Do you keep some type of planner, organizer, calendar, etc. with you, and do you use it regularly?
- I am the lucky owner of a lovely filofax-type-thing, which I usually don't update. I have a small calendar which I use quite a lot, but mainly during exam-time. My memory is generally good so I don't need to write things down very often.
3. Would you say that your desk is organized right now?
- I don't have a desk! My computer-table is full of sweet-wrappers and cups and papers and post-its, but I share with my man and I blame him. The dining-room table is full of books, but I do have an impending exam - normally it is very tidy. And the books are ordered!
4. Do you alphabetize CD's, books, and DVD's, or does it not matter?
- Our CD's are alphabetised, because we have quite a few and I can't waste time searching for the exact CD I want. (I don't really agree with the system, though, which is by first name, I mean, ideally it should be by last name, yes?) The books and DVD's aren't alphabetised - we don't have enough DVD's to justify that and the books are too scattered everywhere for any kind of system. This may change when I get more (unemployed) time on my hands...Alphabetization is mainly about saving time, isn't it, so, yes, I'm generally in favour.
5. What's the hardest thing you've ever had to organize?
- Myself
Oh, and it has come to my attention that people think that I give Mr s. a hard time. I do! But it's okay! 'Cause he knows that he's the love of my life.
Thursday, May 08, 2003
IT'S ALIVE!!!
Yes, I'm back from the land of the living dead, thinner somehow, and a little dizzy.
Let me first of all advertise my new feature: my guestmap, which I'd love people use. Pin yourselves in, guys!
Secondly, I must draw your attention toward Denmark. Why, oh, why, can I hear you asking, isn't it just, like the smallest place in the world, the, ehm, capital of Holland? Or is it in Norway?
Well...
No. Denmark is not only lovely and clean and quite fashionable, we also have splendid cheese (although we're not allowed to call it Feta) and rather exciting designers (Arne Jacobsen and Hans Wegner to name but a few). We also have Christiania, which is a large commune of sorts in the heart of Copenhagen. For many years squatters, hippies and whoever else were initially interested, have lived together there. They are generally accepted, although every couple of years the government decides to deal with the 'problem' and raids the place. So far they are still there, though, and, in my opinion do a lot of good, both within their own environment and for tourism in Copenhagen. However, now it seems that the government mean business and the people are in serious danger of being kicked out. What it means is that there will be a lot of homeless people (Christiania is a place that accommodates the poor quite well) and a lot of shops will close which means a loss of income for many + a loss of many splendid gigs! What it all comes down to, though, is probably the sale of hashish in Pusher Street. As we all know, this is strictly speaking illegal and can therefore not be condoned by the government. I can understand that. But in many people's opinion the troubles will not end with closure of Christiania, no, this is where the trouble begins. People who live in Christiania have always been very good at dealing with class A drugs, as in: they don't want them around. By somehow 'releasing' the soft drug trade into the city, there are great dangers of a falling quality of drugs (and I don't mean that in a leisurely way, but as in: quality must be good otherwise it may do great harm) and it will spread uncontrollably. As it is now people know where to go if and when and they know that the quality is going to be good so they have nothing to fear. I don't support Christiania unconditionally, but I do think that they themselves are capable of dealing with whatever problems they may have and I certainly don't think that 'regenerating the area' is going to do any good in this respect.
Their web-site is a bit funny, a bit in Danish but a lot in English, so please check it out - you can also sign a petition to keep Christiania on its feet and I urge you to do so.
Thanks for your time.
*Bows and leaves*
Yes, I'm back from the land of the living dead, thinner somehow, and a little dizzy.
Let me first of all advertise my new feature: my guestmap, which I'd love people use. Pin yourselves in, guys!
Secondly, I must draw your attention toward Denmark. Why, oh, why, can I hear you asking, isn't it just, like the smallest place in the world, the, ehm, capital of Holland? Or is it in Norway?
Well...
No. Denmark is not only lovely and clean and quite fashionable, we also have splendid cheese (although we're not allowed to call it Feta) and rather exciting designers (Arne Jacobsen and Hans Wegner to name but a few). We also have Christiania, which is a large commune of sorts in the heart of Copenhagen. For many years squatters, hippies and whoever else were initially interested, have lived together there. They are generally accepted, although every couple of years the government decides to deal with the 'problem' and raids the place. So far they are still there, though, and, in my opinion do a lot of good, both within their own environment and for tourism in Copenhagen. However, now it seems that the government mean business and the people are in serious danger of being kicked out. What it means is that there will be a lot of homeless people (Christiania is a place that accommodates the poor quite well) and a lot of shops will close which means a loss of income for many + a loss of many splendid gigs! What it all comes down to, though, is probably the sale of hashish in Pusher Street. As we all know, this is strictly speaking illegal and can therefore not be condoned by the government. I can understand that. But in many people's opinion the troubles will not end with closure of Christiania, no, this is where the trouble begins. People who live in Christiania have always been very good at dealing with class A drugs, as in: they don't want them around. By somehow 'releasing' the soft drug trade into the city, there are great dangers of a falling quality of drugs (and I don't mean that in a leisurely way, but as in: quality must be good otherwise it may do great harm) and it will spread uncontrollably. As it is now people know where to go if and when and they know that the quality is going to be good so they have nothing to fear. I don't support Christiania unconditionally, but I do think that they themselves are capable of dealing with whatever problems they may have and I certainly don't think that 'regenerating the area' is going to do any good in this respect.
Their web-site is a bit funny, a bit in Danish but a lot in English, so please check it out - you can also sign a petition to keep Christiania on its feet and I urge you to do so.
Thanks for your time.
*Bows and leaves*
Wednesday, May 07, 2003
And you'll know me by the trail of...(part II)
I don't know exactly when it went wrong.
Was it when I decided to stick around for the party yesterday, even though I was feeling a bit 'under the weather'?
Was it when I decided that one glass of wine would be okay?
Was it when there was no more white wine left and I decided that one glass of red wouldn't be so bad?
Was it when I, in my excitement, swung said red wine and spilt it on my t-shirt whilst not noticing until half an hour later?
Was it when I embarassed myself profusely speaking to a couple of my tutors, red wine on t-shirt, making incoherent compliments?
Was it when I forgot to eat anything at all for dinner?
Was it when Rosie and I decided to buy a bottle of wine in the pub?
Or when we bought the other?
Or was it when I fell asleep on the sofa, chewing on a piece of stale bread?
Oh, I don't know, but I'm not feeling good today and I have to go to uni for a revision session on 18th century satire or whatever. Otherwise a fun day yesterday, although I don't really remember too much of what happened after 6 o'clock. Annette brought us all a poem, which I thought was lovely (both poem and thought) and I would post it, but I'm not sure if she'd like that. So I won't. Other than returning home with that and the massive red wine stain on my t-shirt, I've also got someone's e-mail address written on a bus-ticket and I think I know whose it is, because it's something about a rubberhat?!
I haven't actually looked into my bag 'cause I'm a bit worried about what I'll find. Or not find, as it is...hopefully I've got both money and phone...I've got to go. I think a couple of Panadol and some water will do. I wish we had some fizzy soft-drinks and an array of exchangeable Charlotte-heads.
I don't know exactly when it went wrong.
Was it when I decided to stick around for the party yesterday, even though I was feeling a bit 'under the weather'?
Was it when I decided that one glass of wine would be okay?
Was it when there was no more white wine left and I decided that one glass of red wouldn't be so bad?
Was it when I, in my excitement, swung said red wine and spilt it on my t-shirt whilst not noticing until half an hour later?
Was it when I embarassed myself profusely speaking to a couple of my tutors, red wine on t-shirt, making incoherent compliments?
Was it when I forgot to eat anything at all for dinner?
Was it when Rosie and I decided to buy a bottle of wine in the pub?
Or when we bought the other?
Or was it when I fell asleep on the sofa, chewing on a piece of stale bread?
Oh, I don't know, but I'm not feeling good today and I have to go to uni for a revision session on 18th century satire or whatever. Otherwise a fun day yesterday, although I don't really remember too much of what happened after 6 o'clock. Annette brought us all a poem, which I thought was lovely (both poem and thought) and I would post it, but I'm not sure if she'd like that. So I won't. Other than returning home with that and the massive red wine stain on my t-shirt, I've also got someone's e-mail address written on a bus-ticket and I think I know whose it is, because it's something about a rubberhat?!
I haven't actually looked into my bag 'cause I'm a bit worried about what I'll find. Or not find, as it is...hopefully I've got both money and phone...I've got to go. I think a couple of Panadol and some water will do. I wish we had some fizzy soft-drinks and an array of exchangeable Charlotte-heads.
Tuesday, May 06, 2003
And you'll know me by the trail of......
I'm not feeling too well today, but I have to go and hand in my portfolio. Afterwards there's a party to attend, one of the last, so I'll have to do that as well. I would have posted a long and intellectual concern regarding blogging (why, how and what), but I can't be bothered, a) because of the above and b) because I have better things to do than mentally masturbate - at least today.
I'm not feeling too well today, but I have to go and hand in my portfolio. Afterwards there's a party to attend, one of the last, so I'll have to do that as well. I would have posted a long and intellectual concern regarding blogging (why, how and what), but I can't be bothered, a) because of the above and b) because I have better things to do than mentally masturbate - at least today.
Monday, May 05, 2003
Obsessive music-fans have pointed out that I made a mistake in Friday's post, below. They are of course called Breeders, not Breeder. Sorry.
(Of course I won't help him now.)
(Of course I won't help him now.)
2 pieces of brownie (bought in Tesco)
2 cups of tea (one green, one fruit)
1/2 a bottle of still water
1 turkey/cheese sandwich
2 small yoghurts (cherry and raspberry)
and 1 shower:
- and I'm done.
Now I've got another week until my first exam:
RESTORATION AND AUGUSTAN LITERATURE
which I'll fail miserably, but at least, for now, I can leave the computer which is an entirely new experience.
Perhaps I should help Mr s. cleaning the flat?
*giggles like mad, chokes, then coughs and starts crying*
2 cups of tea (one green, one fruit)
1/2 a bottle of still water
1 turkey/cheese sandwich
2 small yoghurts (cherry and raspberry)
and 1 shower:
- and I'm done.
Now I've got another week until my first exam:
RESTORATION AND AUGUSTAN LITERATURE
which I'll fail miserably, but at least, for now, I can leave the computer which is an entirely new experience.
Perhaps I should help Mr s. cleaning the flat?
*giggles like mad, chokes, then coughs and starts crying*
venous hum:
a continuous blowing, singing, or humming murmur heard on auscultation over the right jugular vein in the sitting or erect position; it is an innocent sign that is obliterated on assumption of the recumbent position or on exerting pressure over the vein.
The sound of a body working.
a continuous blowing, singing, or humming murmur heard on auscultation over the right jugular vein in the sitting or erect position; it is an innocent sign that is obliterated on assumption of the recumbent position or on exerting pressure over the vein.
The sound of a body working.
Sunday, May 04, 2003
Today, Matthew, we have been buying sleeping bags.
- And hiking socks -
We are going to Morocco.
Some time in June/July, which are completely and utterly wrong months to go in, as it is going to be warm like in a hairy athlete's armpit.
However!
Although we are staying in Marrakech most days, we will also be going up into the High Atlas mountains in which the temperature apparently is much nicer.
I'm excited like...something very excited...and is already planning what to put in my emergency kit and which colours of linen trousers to bulk-buy before we go and which kinds of sandals I'm going to bring back and how to avoid malaria. Ideally I should be working on my portfolio for Tuesday, but it bores me.
I'm going to Africa!
Any good tips on what to do and what to avoid?
- And hiking socks -
We are going to Morocco.
Some time in June/July, which are completely and utterly wrong months to go in, as it is going to be warm like in a hairy athlete's armpit.
However!
Although we are staying in Marrakech most days, we will also be going up into the High Atlas mountains in which the temperature apparently is much nicer.
I'm excited like...something very excited...and is already planning what to put in my emergency kit and which colours of linen trousers to bulk-buy before we go and which kinds of sandals I'm going to bring back and how to avoid malaria. Ideally I should be working on my portfolio for Tuesday, but it bores me.
I'm going to Africa!
Any good tips on what to do and what to avoid?
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