Things that are good like.
Dear The People Who Spend Their Time Putting Better And Better Cameras Into Mobile Phones
Please stop wasting your time, and get started on the inventing of the hoverbikes.
Sincerely,
Xno
Gentle reader, how ever can you forgive me my tardiness. Why, christmas is almost upon us, and I am yet to say a single negative thing about the shopping experience to be had at Belconnen mall! Of course, that might have something to do with the fact that I haven't had to step foot inside the fine old establishment. Although, in some good news, I've heard that they're planning to finally scrap the old interchange there and build a new one. And so, with the disappearance of that busy bus blemishment, it only seems appropriate that instead I should have some negative comments to give about the shopping experience at Woden Plaza.
My mum and I went out to Woden Plaza today for some good old christmas shopping. I have to admit, I'm not a fan of christmas shopping. The constant rushing around, the casual shoving, the good-natured ignorance of others existance: it's just not my favourite experience. Although if I were to pick one particular thing that stuck out, it'd be the somewhat peculiar muscly man I bumped into as we were coming opposite ways towards a little bottleneck. As most people would, I did that sideways body twist you do to accomodate people as they walk past. But he didn't. He just kept right on walking, and I got a shoulder right in the chest. It's not like it hurt, but I was pretty confused and so turned around almost on auto-pilot, as if half-expecting an apology. But he just kept on walking. To be honest though, he was so muscular that the steroids had maybe cut off all feeling in his arms. I'm not joking; I don't think people were designed to grow that muscular. Christmas shopping. Oh it's lovely.
Asides from that, though, things are really good at the moment for me. What's that? You want me to tell you about the good things? Well, OK. Since you insist.
I done got me one of them there jobs recently. It was with the icam people who were running the environmental maths course I was doing. I've been writing a review on Bayesian Networks. It's being done for the National Water Commision, who are looking into funding models made with Bayesian Networks. In fact, the NWC are actually paying my supervisor, Carmel, to write the review, as she's something of an expert in the field. But, instead, she accepted their money and got some random off the streets to write it for her. I've spent most of my time just sitting around, not sure entirely what to do as Carmel's always away, occasionally writing something when I feel motivated. And I'm being paid $26 an hour, to boot!
And it's worked out even better for me, because I don't think they were expecting much of me. I've been there 3 1/2 weeks (not counting the 2 weeks off in Japan... ahhhh...), and in that time I've only written some 15 pages. Most of it crap. But on thursday, which was my last day for the year, I got in early and accidentally overheard my supervisor talking to the head of iCAM. I cannot remember the exact wording, but he said "How's your young student going?", to which she replied something along the lines of "He's a real find! Don't want to let him get away." Needless to say, I've been stoked ever since! (The not letting him get away part is presumably to do with the fact that I'm only writing this report until late January, but my contract with them runs until late February. I don't know, I might renew my contract for a bit longer for some casual work during the semester, seeing as it's easy money, and they're in at the ANU anyway. But, even though I do get to say I'm a male modeller, there's no way I want to do this for the rest of my life). And it got cooler, as Carmel sent the dude that she's working under in writing this report, and he said "This is very good - clear and well written". Not as good a compliment, but considering how crap it actually is... Yeah, I'm pretty stoked!
But things get better, though. I've been housesitting for Deborah recently, looking after Megabyte. Gosh, if that dog is not stupid! He's been keeping me up all night pretty much every night. Nice enough, but GOSH! However, that stint is soon to be drawing to a close, and when it does I'll be moving on up in this world. My mum's boss lives in Red Hill, swank central, and they're going away for 5 weeks. And in that time I shall be housesitting for them! I went there with my mum today, and oh my goodness. The view from the front porch is just phenomenal, and the house itself is simply... amazing. And it's all mine for 5 weeks!
Plus, they have a little dog, Scotch I believe, who's like a version of Megabyte that had the insanity mostly removed.
Plus he apparently never barks! (They apparently also don't even have an alarm system...)
Plus, it's in Red Hill, so I'll have some ambassadors as neighbours. Worthy neighbours for a dashing stallion such as myself, I would say.
Plus, oh good golly, the size of the garden!
Plus, I do believe I shall leisurely waltz down to Manuka for some croissants and scones every morning.
Plus, they have a piano, which means I can start the piano lessons I've been planning sooner, instead of having to wait until after this housesitting stint.
Plus, plus, plus! It's going to be wonderful. In another plus, after being given the tour of the place, we went to Woden Plaza, where I got to enjoy the wonders of Christmas shopping. On the plus side, though, one of the things I did manage to buy was a phone. Last time I bought a phone, I just bought the first half decent one I found. And ended up with this doozy. So this time I went around to various shops, asking questions and making a nuisance of myself. And it was worth it, because I ended up with this beauty. It was $149, but I like it. Although, it apparently has a pretty redundant video camera. I mean, seriously... And, even more amazingly, it doesn't cut words in half in SMSs. Revolutionary, really.
Yeah... things are good. Of course, there are other things I could talk about as well. But that is enough for now. I'm pretty tired, and I should probably go up and say hello to Megabyte. For now, gentle reader, I bid you adieu.
Please stop wasting your time, and get started on the inventing of the hoverbikes.
Sincerely,
Xno
Gentle reader, how ever can you forgive me my tardiness. Why, christmas is almost upon us, and I am yet to say a single negative thing about the shopping experience to be had at Belconnen mall! Of course, that might have something to do with the fact that I haven't had to step foot inside the fine old establishment. Although, in some good news, I've heard that they're planning to finally scrap the old interchange there and build a new one. And so, with the disappearance of that busy bus blemishment, it only seems appropriate that instead I should have some negative comments to give about the shopping experience at Woden Plaza.
My mum and I went out to Woden Plaza today for some good old christmas shopping. I have to admit, I'm not a fan of christmas shopping. The constant rushing around, the casual shoving, the good-natured ignorance of others existance: it's just not my favourite experience. Although if I were to pick one particular thing that stuck out, it'd be the somewhat peculiar muscly man I bumped into as we were coming opposite ways towards a little bottleneck. As most people would, I did that sideways body twist you do to accomodate people as they walk past. But he didn't. He just kept right on walking, and I got a shoulder right in the chest. It's not like it hurt, but I was pretty confused and so turned around almost on auto-pilot, as if half-expecting an apology. But he just kept on walking. To be honest though, he was so muscular that the steroids had maybe cut off all feeling in his arms. I'm not joking; I don't think people were designed to grow that muscular. Christmas shopping. Oh it's lovely.
Asides from that, though, things are really good at the moment for me. What's that? You want me to tell you about the good things? Well, OK. Since you insist.
I done got me one of them there jobs recently. It was with the icam people who were running the environmental maths course I was doing. I've been writing a review on Bayesian Networks. It's being done for the National Water Commision, who are looking into funding models made with Bayesian Networks. In fact, the NWC are actually paying my supervisor, Carmel, to write the review, as she's something of an expert in the field. But, instead, she accepted their money and got some random off the streets to write it for her. I've spent most of my time just sitting around, not sure entirely what to do as Carmel's always away, occasionally writing something when I feel motivated. And I'm being paid $26 an hour, to boot!
And it's worked out even better for me, because I don't think they were expecting much of me. I've been there 3 1/2 weeks (not counting the 2 weeks off in Japan... ahhhh...), and in that time I've only written some 15 pages. Most of it crap. But on thursday, which was my last day for the year, I got in early and accidentally overheard my supervisor talking to the head of iCAM. I cannot remember the exact wording, but he said "How's your young student going?", to which she replied something along the lines of "He's a real find! Don't want to let him get away." Needless to say, I've been stoked ever since! (The not letting him get away part is presumably to do with the fact that I'm only writing this report until late January, but my contract with them runs until late February. I don't know, I might renew my contract for a bit longer for some casual work during the semester, seeing as it's easy money, and they're in at the ANU anyway. But, even though I do get to say I'm a male modeller, there's no way I want to do this for the rest of my life). And it got cooler, as Carmel sent the dude that she's working under in writing this report, and he said "This is very good - clear and well written". Not as good a compliment, but considering how crap it actually is... Yeah, I'm pretty stoked!
But things get better, though. I've been housesitting for Deborah recently, looking after Megabyte. Gosh, if that dog is not stupid! He's been keeping me up all night pretty much every night. Nice enough, but GOSH! However, that stint is soon to be drawing to a close, and when it does I'll be moving on up in this world. My mum's boss lives in Red Hill, swank central, and they're going away for 5 weeks. And in that time I shall be housesitting for them! I went there with my mum today, and oh my goodness. The view from the front porch is just phenomenal, and the house itself is simply... amazing. And it's all mine for 5 weeks!
Plus, they have a little dog, Scotch I believe, who's like a version of Megabyte that had the insanity mostly removed.
Plus he apparently never barks! (They apparently also don't even have an alarm system...)
Plus, it's in Red Hill, so I'll have some ambassadors as neighbours. Worthy neighbours for a dashing stallion such as myself, I would say.
Plus, oh good golly, the size of the garden!
Plus, I do believe I shall leisurely waltz down to Manuka for some croissants and scones every morning.
Plus, they have a piano, which means I can start the piano lessons I've been planning sooner, instead of having to wait until after this housesitting stint.
Plus, plus, plus! It's going to be wonderful. In another plus, after being given the tour of the place, we went to Woden Plaza, where I got to enjoy the wonders of Christmas shopping. On the plus side, though, one of the things I did manage to buy was a phone. Last time I bought a phone, I just bought the first half decent one I found. And ended up with this doozy. So this time I went around to various shops, asking questions and making a nuisance of myself. And it was worth it, because I ended up with this beauty. It was $149, but I like it. Although, it apparently has a pretty redundant video camera. I mean, seriously... And, even more amazingly, it doesn't cut words in half in SMSs. Revolutionary, really.
Yeah... things are good. Of course, there are other things I could talk about as well. But that is enough for now. I'm pretty tired, and I should probably go up and say hello to Megabyte. For now, gentle reader, I bid you adieu.