Baaaaaaaaaby animals

All baby animals are cute, but no other animal is cute in exactly the same sweet, stripy way that you are. Zebra stripes are like fingerprints -- no two zebras have exactly the same pattern. Baby zebras are very playful, and they spend lots of time nuzzling each other. If another zebra has an itchy back or messy hair, you'll fix the problem with your teeth. You and your friends sort of have an agreement: If you nibble my back, I'll nibble yours. To stay out of danger, zebras listen closely to everything that's going on around them. They can turn their ears in almost any direction. (If you share that ability, we beg you to record a video and post it online.)

A buddhist look on a consumer holiday

So a spate of depression and a lack of direction in my life left me not much looking forward to christmas. As of a month or so ago, I was sinking back into a mire that even my perscription couldnt fight, at a loss for the meaning of my life, a fact not helped by being lead on and eventually rejected by multiple job and internship opportunities for the last six months or so. My life consisted of volunteering at the zoo, loafing about town, and spending long hours curled up in bed on the computer, losing myself in Azeroth.

As a result of this, there was absolutely nothing, nothing, i could think of that i particularly wanted for christmas. The list i finally scraped together consisted of "A chicken wall calendar" and "money for a new computer." Even when i pulled myself together enough to get a winter job to earn some money and have something to do, and get excited about buying gifts for others, i couldnt think of anything i wanted.

As a result of this, not really expecting anything, i was entirely pleased with what i did end up getting. I got my calendar, for example. My mom got some really cute tops for me, many from TJ maxx but hey, theyre cute. My sister got me some cute tshirts, including Warcraft mechandise, what with having a job at Hot Topic and with a killer discount and all. And my dad, bless him, got me and my sister what we really want and need most in the world: gift cards for Shell gasoline.

What I got, since it was all unexpected, made me appreciate the thought and the people giving it. Like, for example, my mom and dad also got me a george foreman grill since they know how much i love them, and--though i am not in my own place currently--they know i will be soon and this will make me all the more ready for it. And outside the family, the illustrious Shua pulled a bit of connivery to get me a gift certificate to a used book store, since he knows how much i love going to them and buying lurid, random scifi paperbacks. (ive stumbled across some real gems that way, including a new favorite author) My lack of focus on myself also helped me appreciate the spirit of giving in new ways. For example, my sister and I put in a bit of sneaking and a bit more money into getting nice photos of us done in secret, then printed and framed for our parents. It was a complete surprise that they both loved. I also cant wait for Mike to come back up to the bay so he can get his presents.

I contrast this with some of the completely needless, useless shopping i have seen at the mall, with people buying absolute CRAP just for the sake of giving...well, crap. Getting people a stocking stuffer of a pair of socks that they dont need is one thing, cause i mean, its just socks. but getting them nothing but six pairs of ugly socks in wierd colors, and then wasting perfectly good wrapping materials on them? Too much. And digging through the discount purse bins cause hey, its cheap and your mom kinda likes purses i guess? Urg. Also theres the overly materialistic GETTERS. Like the husband of the wife who asks for the latest greatest coach purse and matching wallet not just once but TWICE a year. Or the (sorry to say it but its true) tweener Asian girls who beg their mom for these way overpriced cutesy cartoony bags we have. or, in terms of individual cases, the mom who was buying a $300 coach purse (to get an employee discount) for her son to give to his girlfriend. Who is seventeen. And asked for this purse. Yes, some bitchy high school girl who has been dating him for all of four months thought a gift that is more than my weekly paycheck an appropriate gift request. The mom wasnt too happy about it, and we rolled our eyes at the idea that she would dump him if he got the wrong purse.

Working at the mall during the holiday season has given me an all new introspective at the meaning of American Consumer Capitalist culture. I come home every night aching to showerl; one reason being to wash off the stench of stale perfume, but i bet a lot of it is trying to get rid of the grime of the illspent, useless flow of money.

But anyway. For now i nibble my chocolate orange and admire the chickens in my calendar on the wall, content with my lot in life.

Oh, and i didnt get money for a computer, but im well on the way to earning it myself.


The "in a tree" line just makes the whole thing worthwhile, really.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, raptorinblack sent to me...
Twelve movies drumming
Eleven pirates piping
Ten chickens a-snorkeling
Nine animals camping
Eight scrubs a-hiking
Seven candles a-writing
Six icons a-drawing
Five austi-i-i-in powers
Four tropical islands
Three computer graphics
Two evil characters
...and a snape in a stand-up philosophy.
Get your own Twelve Days:

ENTP to the...rescue?

I was impressed that this test tested me correctly, and I was amused at its lambashing. However theres a lot more to be said for entp, both positive and negative.

Prick- ENTP

60% Extraversion, 80% Intuition, 60% Thinking, 46% Judging

People love to hate you, because you love to argue. The strange thing is you probably took that as a compliment. Why, I bet you've already got a witty comeback all lined up ready to throw right back at me.

What you don't realise is that your inane obsession with debating pisses everyone off. Whatever happened to us all trying to get alone? I mean, you're so annoying people disagree with you for the damn sake of it! NOBODY cares about your abundant opinions. Trust me.

Believe it or not, but there's more to life than your expansive knowledge and sharp repertoire. When was the last time you showered? Brushed your teeth?

While you're up in Nevernever land, getting excited over future possibilities and your crazy theories, WE have to put up with your awful stench. I can smell you from here.

Your personality is ideal for that of a future lawyer and because everyone already hates you, you have nothing to lose.


If you want to learn more about your personality type in a slightly less negative way, check out this.


The other personality types are as follows...

Loner - Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving

Pushover - Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging

Criminal - Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving

Borefest - Introverted Sensing Thinking Judging

Almost Perfect - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving

Freak - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging

Loser - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving

Crackpot - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging

Clown - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving

Sap - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging

Commander - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving

Do Gooder - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Judging

Scumbag - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving

Busybody - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging

Dictator - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging

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Link: The Brutally Honest Personality Test written by UltimateMaster on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Books youll never read and movies youll never see: The Prestige

Right, so, way back when in a far away time and place known as Australia, we all had a lot of free time on our hands and spent a lot of it passing books amongst each other. This was made easier once we found a used book store in town. I picked up a couple of random scifi/fan books that had good reviews on their back covers. One was a China Meiville book that absolutely blew my mind and has lead me to seek out more of his books in the same world. Another was an undescript-looking book called The Prestige.

Fast forward to, oh, about two or three weeks ago. I see a commerical-trailer on TV for The Illusionist. I wasnt really paying attention but, going on name alone, i went to IMDb so see if by chance it might be somehow related to that pretty good book i had read two years ago. No dice. It passes from my mind.

Cut forward again to, oh, about ten minutes ago. I see ANOTHER TV commerical-trailer involving victorian times and magicians and think to myself that its another commerical for the illusionist. But it looks different than that other commerical did somehow... Are those actors the same? Huh... Then it cuts to the end title and TA-DA! The Prestige has ALSO been made into the movie for this fall.

Not that im THAT excited to see it as a movie or anything, but i enjoyed the book. Its different and dark and twistedly wierd in its own way. The ending was kinda bizarre, a little bit of a let-down after the rest, but whatever. Im not that surprised to see it being attempted as a movie, what with there being no new ideas in hollywood after all. Fuck, the industry is so inbred that there are TWO dark movies about victorian era magicians coming out in the same season. Wtf mate?

Anyway. The Prestige will sell itself with the fact that theres a secret twist. Its really not that hard to figure out. I figured it out about halfway into the book, and . Wit should be even more apparant with visuals, but i dont know, well see. I think if anyone can get the dark feel of it, though, christopher nolan can. And, fuck, it also stars Hugh Jackman, Michael Caine, Andy Serkis, and DAVID BOWIE. Yes!! The tight pants return!!!

Im mostly excited about this because im tickled by the unexpected connections. Since Lori isnt next door for me to pace around in front of and exclaim with, I called mike about it, twice, since he has also read the book. (Before he met me, incidently. When we first started dating we found out we had both read it recently, completely independently of each other. Kinda wierd, but hey, its fate. ;) )



Right, so IMDb is my homepage, so everyday I see their news blurbs and poll question right on the front page. Today I open firefox, intending on scooting through to gmail, and i glance down and see the question for the day:

"Alan Rickman or Jeremy Irons?"

My immediate response was OMGWTFAKHSDFSDHIF@)_!)_@_)@##+@#+#@@!! My second response was WHY< WHY IS LORI NEVER HERE WHEN I NEED HER MOST!!!!!!

The answer to the question is, of course, obvious. There is no Irons, only Zul. Or, well, you know. Jeremy Irons wants to **BE** Alan Rickman, anyone will admit this, but he is far, far, far, far, far the inferior.

Id like to see anyone out there who names their computers after famous jeremy irons characters, huh! :PPpPppPpppp