Technology

Have you noticed that no matter how much you know about computers, there always seems to be some problem you can't fix? That even if you designed the mobile, there'll be a glitch you just can't solve? You purchase a moblie on a 3G network which promises to provide phone reception ANYWHERE, even in rural areas. Then take it to you SEMI-RURAL home only to discover that the only way you can send a message is by frantically running around your house screaming cusses in an attempt to attain ONE BAR of reception! As you may have guessed, this is an issue I have. Another issue I have is that despite knowing a hell of a lot about computers (not through crappy 'using computers' courses at school. Sorry, Ms Dekker, you didn't teach us a bloody thing. I learnt everything from my dad), I can't seem to avoid barrages of computer problems. Thankfully, after three hours of yelling euphemisms for the word 'fuck' so that my parents don't yell at me for swearing, I usually fix the problems. The fact remains that the problems are there. At work, the eftpos will stop working until someone hits is with a carafe. Naturally, I believe that our problems would be solved if we hit the great majority of the STAFF with a carafe... maybe it would knock some sense into them... but then again, I think half their problem is that they've been kicked in the head one too many times by the inbred horses they ride. Sorry, I digress.. back to the crux of this rant...

TECHNOLOGY.

I think the problem with technology is that it has progressed to the point where we fallible humans are the only things holding it back. As soon as someone is dumb enough to give cash registers artificial intelligence- and a sentient intelligence at that- we're all doomed. Do panic, because I assure you, there are people out there dumb enough to do such a thing... the only problem is that they're also brilliant enough to know how. This is another problem of modern society (and yet another nonsensical digression); common sense is a rarity. To quote my boyfriend (who I think stole it from something a relief teacher once said, who stole it from a eulogy in an English newspaper) "Common sense just isn't common any more". As a result we have brilliant, brillant people doing really dumb things. Another issue directly linking to the endangered nature of common sense is idiots with power. Take for instance George Bush (Obama, thank heavens you took his place). I'm an Australian, but that doesn't mean I'm exempt from the consequences of American politics. Speaking of Australia and politics... another idiot who had power- John Howard. All I can say is that I sincerely hope Obama and Rudd do their respective countries some good.






I'm fully aware that this post was rambling, meandering and whiney... I started off talking about technology, but continual digressions led me to politics... Hopefully I at the very least entertained you in the process. That is, if you could understand my convoluted, rambling sentence structure...

Pastafarianism.

"In the begining there was a word, and the word was 'Argh!'."
-Piraticus.

For those of you who have no idea what the HELL ASS I'm on about... Read the Gospel Of The Flying Spaghetti Monster. Whether you're christian, islamic, jewish, pagan, an aethiest or a scientologist, the Gospel will open your eyes to JUST HOW STUPID IT IS TO FIGHT OVER RELIGION!

The thing about the Gospel is that the arguments, as ludicrous and plainly fictional as they are, are watertight! There's no way that you can (in an intellectual debate) dispute the arguments made! It's sheer, undiluted brilliance mixed in with a little sillyness! On top of this, Pastafarianism is made to sound so very appealing! It makes you WANT to become one! I am a scientist at heart, though I do have a very deeply rooted spiritual side. I'm not religious but I hold faith in particular aspects of the supernatural. I do not believe there is a higher power, only our higher selves... that said... I WANT TO BE A PASTAFARIAN!


Here's the run down. The Gospel CONCLUSIVELY proves that humans descended from pirates. Pastafarian heaven includes a beer-volcano and a stripper factory. There is no God, just the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Gravity? YEAH RIGHT! CLEARLY we're all being held to the earth by the Flying Spaghetti Monster's Noodly Appendages (that FSM just LOVES touching us). Tailbones as tails that shortened over Evolutionary Time? AS IF! OBVIOUSLY they're weapons from our pirating days!


That is just a taste of the ludicrous, hilarious awesomeness that is The Gospel Of The Flying Spaghetti Monster. It makes a VERY important point--


WHY FIGHT OVER SOMETHING AS PETTY AS RELIGIOUS BELIEFS?

To quote Atreyu in the song "Can't Happen Here"; "Does your god know my god? This is how the world will end."

I AM NO LONGER AN ANGSTOSAURUS!

Okay, people.

I noticed (ever since I met my boyfriend and stopped being so morose) that my posts are awfully depressed and angsty, not to mention violent. Oh, the enlightenment of being happy! Lol. So basically, I'm informing you that the miserable, angsty person that I once was has more or less died... Which means that you get to read the slightly more interesting side to me: MY BRAIN! MWAHAHAHA! Now you will get to read my abstract ponderings, philosophising, thoughts, rants about politics, etc. You might even hear a bit o' humour! Yes, I have that side to me!


So to launch my happy-Sarah faze, we have this...













A ramble about Questionable Content.

QC is a webcomic (yes, I am JUST THAT geeky!). If you're into intellectual, witty, music-related and dirty humour.... I reccommend it! The characters are mostly young indie girls, two guys, and their 'Coffee Of Doom'. I find it quite amusing. I liken myself to Penelope. The defensive, weird, ranting book nerd!!!!

You can read QC at www.questionablecontent.net


Happy reading!

Questions.

Hello again.

Happy easter to all.
In a philosophical mood... so I'm asking the question 'why?' a lot.
There's a reason children ask 'why?' so often...
They have not yet been reprogrammed by society to bite their tongues, so they allow themselves to act on their curiosity.

Why are we here?
Why do we put faith in something we have no proof of?
Why do we celebrate easter and christmas even if we aren't religious?
Why is the universe expanding?
Why can't I live forever?




Then an equally good question... 'how?'

How is the universe expanding if it's infinite?
How did we come up with the first form of communication?
How did the universe come to be?
How can life be all there is?
How can there be more?



Well, I'd better shut up before I spiral into a quantum void of questions.
Ciao!

Screw The Psuedonyms

Psuedonyms are silly. They take too long. Fuck 'em. I'm not going to bother. Also... I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND! :P


Wow... I didn't think I'd HAVE a boyfriend to say that about... EVER! :D Not that I'm complaining in the least!






























































































































Orange is a colour... and a fruit....







































*poke*

Death To Preps.

Yes, I wished death upon all preppy people.
... Get the hell over it.
As any damn moron can gather, I'm not too happy at the moment.
In fact, I am uncertain as to whether I'm pissed off, sad, frustrated or hurt. Perhaps a sick medley of the four. So yeah, life's a bitch. And none of this has anything to do with preppy people. And I shouldn't really say death to preppy people! Kella is a prep of sorts, just not a bitchy one (Kella is a pseudonym, remember). So, just death to bitchy preps... to bitches in general. But no, without them, we'd never appreciate those we care for. AH, JUST GO TO A GODDAMN PARTY OR WHERE EVER YOU GO TO 'HANG' WITH YOUR FRIENDS AND LEAVE ME IN MY WIERDO-NERD-GOTHY-PUNK-BITCH-RANDOM-METALHEADNESS! It's better for everyone if I just fade into the background. Just... yeah...










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I truly and sincerely apologise for the emo-like nature of this post. Anyone who currently feels like rolling their eyes at my TEMPORARY emoness can go shove a stick up their pompous arse. Everyone has bad days, and my right to freedom of speech allows me to bitch about my bad day on a blog, if you don't like it, suck a fuck.

Pseudonym Time!

Okay, so for the purpose of protecting my own and my friends' privacies when I talk about them here, I'm giving everyone (myself included) a pseudonym. This post will explain each person.

Alexia- me
So yeah, that's pretty self explanatory.

Kyle- little brother.
In case you don't quite understand the concept of a pseudonym, these aren't our real names, their fakes for privacy purposes. 'Kyle' is 13, and an utter pain in the arse, but you get that.

Aaron- youngest brother.
10 years old. Bit of a 'problem child' and annoying as hell, but a good kid nonetheless.

Kella- Best friend #1.
One of my best friends. Like a sister to me. We're very different people, though. She was my first friend in highschool, and originally the only person who bothered to talk to me.

Kirra- Best friend #2.
Another one of my best friends, unlike Kella, Kirra's personality is almost as dark as my own. She loves anime and is an exceptional artist. Her boyfriend is 'Mitch' (which is further down the list).

Sloan- Best friend #3.
One of my closest friends. Shares my love for metal and black. Acts like a douchebag all the time, but is just as intelligent as the rest of us nerds.

Darcy- Best friend #4.
Final person of my 'inner circle' who I will mention online. Is obsessed with ninjas. Listens to metal. Strong values on the matter of values and honour.

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They're the main people I'll be mentioning. Any other people will be explained as they come up. Remember, these are pseudonyms, not people's actual names.