As exciting as it is, moving offices is always a bit of a crap shoot. On one hand, you could end up in something that looks like a cross between a casino and Google head office (read: baller). However, sometimes the dice comes up snake eyes, and bam! You are wedged up against the wall, half your shit is missing, and the whole office can see what you are looking at on your monitors when you should be working.
Guess which situation I am in?
Is juice fucking good for you or not?
I remember back when I was a kid, juice was mainlined to your throat like it was an IV drip – parents were so obsessed with stopping their kids drinking all those sugary soft drinks that they crammed as much squished fruit guts down your gullet as you could possibly hold.
I was going to write something intelligent, but then this proper DnB mix I am listening to just busted out some fucking shit Clownstep track.
So if you wanted to read another informative and amusing post today by yours truly, you can blame the retarded Clownstep movement of the early/mid 2000s for the lack.
Fuck Clownstep. There is a reason it’s used as a derogatory term in the scene.
During my boring, little everyday life, I see alot of weird shit.
The problem with a boring, little everyday life is that you tend to associate with other people with boring, little everyday lives, and those people, who are bored practically every day, tend to speak to OTHER people with boring, little everyday lives and routines.
So, it’s all over the news and the TV and, so I have been told, all over the internet. If the clamouring throngs of net denizens is anything to go by, Steve Jobs really dropped the ball on this one.
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The late afternoon sun drenches the surface of the water to the sound of waves crashing against the pristine surf. Tropical birds trill out a complex harmony, almost as a counterpoint to the steady, gentle splashes made by a young Hawaiian woman, as she idly swims through the surf. Suddenly, a long, well proportioned form surges out of the surf next to her. The column of spray reveals a giant of a man, over two metres tall, with a great mane of shaggy brown curls and the most ridiculous pair of tight, blue shorts seen this side of Boogie Nights.
Just when you thought it couldn’t get any easier to regurgitate the sum total of your inane, malformed, fleeting little nuggets of random shit you feel the need to share with the world, along comes the wordpress app for iPhone.
Not merely content with assisting you in your daily life with such treasures as an app that can tell you when you next train is coming, the iPhone will now remove much of the inconveniences associated with random blogging.
But is this a good idea?
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I think I owe the people of the great nation of China an apology. It appears comparing their relatively free nation to ours was a bit out of line in my “What is going on with Australia?!” post.
I hardly call myself some sort of V for Vendetta-like reactionary (as much as I think the “wearing a mask while blowing up parliament schtick” is pretty cool), but this is truly, utterly getting beyond the joke.
I have just received an email from your local left wing activist group proclaiming that the Emission Trading Scheme has just failed in the senate.
What the gibbering fuck is wrong with these people!?! If you have people like ME agreeing with lefties, then you have a problem.
What an inflammatory title for a blog post, eh?
I bet that half of you have clicked on this post expecting a rant on how the “txt generation” is mauling the English language and that linguistical purity should be enforced at gunpoint like so many Nazi incursions into foreign lands in times past?
The other half of you that have clicked on this link probably feel the exact same way, since it’s likely only one person has actually read this post, and if the same person had differing viewpoints on the same subject then that would be kinda worrying.
Well, you are both wrong.