number four: UWA

salad on a stick.

so i wrotes up my resume. kinda hard considering I ain't done no paid works. a third of the thing is co-curricular and another third in volunteering. hmmm. but if i get a job i won't be able to watch dr.phil, oprah, ready-steady cook, judgejudy and hughies cooking adventures.

speaking of which. i really wanted to go on ready steady cook and have peter everett make awkward comments with queer innuendo. pretty much the first thing i did when i handed in my end-of year uni stuff was go on their website to look where to sign up. alas they had finished filming the third season.

what i wanna know is, who the fuck did ana piss off? two 50s in year 11. no awards year 11. no awards year 12.

rumours have been flying round, and gotten back to my grandmother.
apparently margarets daughter who married 'that chinaman' was seen walking down barkley street with 'a negro wearing a tea-towl on his head'.

http://www.smbc-comics.com/

i do apologise. the blog has been rather crude as of late.

1. The human cell contains 75 MB of genetic information
2. A sperm 37.5 MB.
3. In a milliliter, we have 100 million sperms.
On average, one ejaculation releases 2.25 ml in 5 seconds.
Using basic math we can compute the bandwidth of the human male penis as:
(37.5MB x 100M x 2.25)/5 = (37,500,000 bytes/sperm x 100,000,000 sperm/ml x 2.25 ml) / 5 seconds = 1,687,500,000,000,000 bytes/sec = 1,687.5 TerraBytes/sec

how remeniscent of the (debroglie) wavelength of a person - 'students should note that they cannot diffract through the door' - damn physics (fucked up the end-of-year)

'vertical dancing'... what an odd euphemism... as opposed to horizontal dancing?

hmmm. should the kham get a facebook.

i just handed in my essay final and already its getting to me. on top of that i can't really predict what i'll be doing next year so its not like i can start studying for that - though i might start 'practicing' for the 2009 UMAT*

and then i rediscovered these things going through my room and cleaning up and shit for the first time in about six months (i even cleaned the second carpet). they're called 'books'**. currently going over a little krugman number.

*for those of you who potentially care: 192 (97th percentile)

**funny story about that: returning a book at the maribrynong library when i realised the book i had handed the librarian and a bright pink rubber (wrapped, not used, 'ribbed for her pleasure' - don't ask me, point the finger at sam) jammed between the pages. snatched it out of her hands and mumbled something about about forgetting my bookmark and avoided all eye contact.

or packet oatmeal. thats weird.

boiling noodles is not 'making pasta'
steaming dumplings is not 'making dumplings'
adding hot water to powder is not 'making stock'
putting something in the oven is not 'making a baked good'
opening a can/jar is not 'making the conentents of such can/jar'

pedantic i know, but i'm getting rather sick of getting excited when somebody tells me the made ravioli.

ps. don't buy packet pancake batter

why do i keep typing 'chronomological' in all my essays. classic case of liason. or have i already forgotten all the shit i was supposed meant to be assesed upon by the exams.

so all the council election propaganda got distributed today. and i have to say it is rather entertainings.

jesse martin (who i presume is not the yatch guy) is 'outspoken against gentrification for gentrifications sake" whatever the hell that means - probably no trucks through an area nobody gave a shit about the trucks in before it became the trendy inner-west hub for 'yummy mummies', but then again that just my crazy speculation.

the liberal candidate i have to say i find the most truthful. footscray's dirty and unsafe and the coucil pisses away money on stupid shit like that 15m high concrete sculpture which resembles a giant gaping vagina as you enter the area from the main road and go past footscray on the train (she didn't actually say that - but everyone was thinking it). apparently its time to send the "labour fat cats a message".

speakin of which john cummings (owner of 1.5 million business and local labout canditate) i have to say is the most entertaining. but in a kinda self-depricating way.

apparently he was integral in organising protests against drug use - somebody should really break it to him: smakies don't give a shit about placards and catchy chants.

he also open his pamphlet with "my mother is in a photo leading a protest" (seriously not paraphrasing, thats actually what he says)

one of his propositions for if elected mayor is the 'friendly footscray promotion': posters with a Similing face with the simple message "friendly Footscray" or "If it's friendly it's footscray with a happy similing face (another direct quote).

i have to admit i am rather biased against this fellow. when his sister was a local councillor/mayor and my mother was campainging to fix up local parks she decided that she was too busy and replacing missing bins and seats was not a high profile enough use of her time.

people need to get over the fact that they have no entitlement to be able to 'aford' animal products.

totally finished the exams. will write more when finish stupid essay. just started.

Referring to one or some of the theorists to whom you have been introduced in this subject, outline your preferred theory of scientific change. Present a critique of this theory with respect to the "modern revolution in geology" and/or "the death of the dinosaurs".

i'm voting Ramón Gerardo Antonio Estévez for president.