ZOMGWTF.
I'll be 36 on the 2nd of July.
Why do I always let my birthdays creep up on me? I am beginning to think it's because age used to be just a number to me. "As old as you think you are, as young as you feel you are!" has always been my mantra. But... oh wow.
Shit.
Half way point, man... I don't want to live a looooong life. I'd like to kick the bucket in my 70s so I'm not a burden to anyone in my dotage so.... yeah.... half way mark. And knowing my luck, I'll live well past my 90s; blind, bed ridden and unable to play StarCraft :o
Such is life and irony. Bugger!
And as I sit here pondering this, my internet radio station is playing FOR THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK (WE SALUTE YOU) from ACDC. woo!
How apt! How appropriate! Things can only get better!
About Me
- Fiona Kathleen Hogan
- Testy, cynical and Eurasian. I won't play well with you if you have no bloody common sense. All comments & emails sent me become fodder for my blog.
OOOoooo.
I have just discovered Pundit Kitchen!! A great deal is directed at what's going on on, politically, in the USA so I cannot really comment on that. But I CAN tell you some are politically incorrect, some are mean, but ALL are pretty funny.
wwhheeeee! Here's a couple of safe samples :
Fantastic time waster if you have any to spare!
Want! WANT!
Splurge! SPLURGE!
After falling in love with my new phone, and then having it go flying off into the great unknown, left me hankering for a new one. My old one was really wonky, which was why I got a new phone in the first place. Doh!
And by the way, to the person who is now gleefully using my red beauty, may your genitals turn green, ooze puss, and squirt in your eye you fucking loser.
After weighing in on my second choice phone, purely for functionality - the Nokia 6500 Slide - I really did give in. And put a great big dent in my holiday savings because puying a phone, purely at retail price, without a contract, is costly. Especially so with new offerings in Singapore. But I couldn't help it.
Rarely do I look at something and drool in coveteousness. Rarely does something go !DING! in my mind. Rarely do I actually want something.
But this phone was it. Oh boy was it.
Might I introduce you to my new black Sony Ericsson W910i (with a special German version for Jens, to boot? lol)
Red was sexy. But black has it's merits as well. :)) w00t!
woo!
Found a website that enables you to track whatever publically-launched satellite is available. Plus! Plus! The International Space Station. Cool!
Flip side?
I asked my other 2 colleagues if they wanted the link? One laughed. Satellites? Why on earth would I want to look at satellites? And the other? What do you mean by "track"? she cried, "and why would I be interested?"
Oh.
Ok.
Yes, I don't have much to say to them normally. I come in, I sit down and do my work, I go and have my smokes by myself, then I bugger off and go home. No wonder I crave human contact on occasion.
MY sort of human contact, thank you very much.
You know, I was thinking the other day. Yes, inspite of my brain numbing overnight shifts, I do think on occasion. It was about work. And men. And people. And families. And societal evolution.
You have early man, who start out as nomadic hunter-gatherers. How the stronger genes survive and of offspring that carried these traits to survive in a very primitive envorinment. Yada yada yada.
As things progressed, you get communities. Things are better in numbers, yes? So people evolve too, things change, you get the family unit. And working communes, cohesiveness, settled areas; we've tamed the land and ourselves along the way. We've started to think, to conceptualise, to form moralities.
This is an over simplification, of course, but you get the idea.
My point is this : eons ago, men were the providers. Men were the ones that went out to face the things that went bump in the night. True, women have evolved too. Women work. The dual income family is really the norm now, not the exception.
So do men still feel the same way now, thousands of years later? I mean, you don't have to fight a sabre-toothed tiger anymore. But I do appreciate that perhaps there are certain things that happen at work, for example, that we women don't see, or notice.
Do men, as they are now, still feel pressure to protect their families? Support them (even if their wives are working). Provide for them? Do you worry about what people think of you as a man, if something happens to your family? Is there stress inflicted on men from family and friends to do well? As a male thing? And not just as a individual?
It may sound weird, to have to ask. And I know of people in my generation who DO still feel this way. But how much pressure do men have to protect and care for their families now, I wonder?
And you know what? I don't think I will ever stop working. But I also realised that I do want a man to be a Man about things. I don't want to wear the pants in the family. I want to be the woman and I embrace everything that's insinuated with that concept. I'm just not so sure of the generation after mine.
And I don't know if I am happy or sad with that either....
Sorry, don't mind the bright fluorescent writing.
Just look at the hedgehog's face.
Normally, non-kitty LOLCat pictures are glossed over quickly. I really don't do non-feline cute well and I have zero interest. It is the kitties, or nothing! But this time..... double take... it was like whoa dude, what the fuck are you doing? was written all over the little guy's face.
Yes, this one got me to smile :) I like me the grouchy ones!
I seem to be blogging exclusively from work these days. HHmmmm.
Just a personal opnion... but... when you change the word BRAINSTORMING to THOUGHT SHOWERS because you feel epileptics or the mentally ill might be offended by the term...
Heh. You're fucked.
Or rather, your organisation is fucked because the people you hired are such pussy-whipped pansies that you're really reaching here, fellas, reaching to attain political correctness.
There's such a thing as going too far and this is it.
I haven't lost an electronic item in years.
Not since I first started working and lost two early edition PDAs in two weeks.
Yeah, that hurt.
I have been paranoidly careful of things since then.
It must be at least 10 years past.
And now this...
Yes.
Can you guess what happened?
I left my brand new phone in the taxi, on my way to work.
My OH so brand new phone....
So fucking brand new I haven't even paid my first month's bill yet.
My god, I feel the pain. Argh. ARGH!
Have duly lodged lost & found reports with the taxi companies but if I don't hear from them in 24 hours, I can kiss my phone good bye. *small weary sigh*
Damn, it was a pretty phone.
On the bright side, there's a pretty picture over on APOD of the soltice moon rising over a greek temple.
Pretty... but... little balm for the soul, alas. Oh well...
I have a vested interest in this year's Euro Cup.
Why?
Beacause I have always enjoyed watching Germany play. I LIKE techical skills. I LIKE good ball play. I LIKE a team that works with precision. Actually, I enjoy european soccer in general, as opposed to South American play which is full of dirty tricks, drama, false claims, diving, and other assorted idiocies.
Soccer is a beautiful game when you get to see fantastic ballwork.
And then of course, there's this... sent by J.
Here's a close up.
Teddy is hugging a kissen, which translates into pillow. Or tatas. Whichever one you choose. lol And yes... I didn't realise it... but
(1) for the first time in my life, I was gifted a soft toy. Which amuses me. I have never been a soft toy girl. Not even when I was 3 years old.
(2) Teddy's propped on my supplements, but below Greg Bear. How appropriate :))
w00t! GO GERMANY!
- RANT ALERT -
Management here at my ole working place has gone to the fucking dogs.
They called all us supposedly senior staff in for an emergency meeting yesterday. Oh, what a hubbub. Even those who were on their off days were made to come in for one miserable hour. And... and.. get this, turns out that all Big Boss wanted to do was scold us for taking loads of medical leave, urgent leave, coming in late for work, and other assorted general bad habits.
Problem is, the people doing all these bad things are newer staff specifically not "invited" to attend this special roasting. Wow. Fuck me blind. I'm at once horrified and amazed. How bright is that? The bad people get away with things, and the good people get the blasting.
In an industry that faces higher turnovers, and severe staff shortage, I know of no further way to dip your staff's morale than this. Way to go, Management. You're an even bigger bunch of fucktards than I imagine. woohoo!
Man, I miss me having a bloody good rant.
w00t!
This is what idle surfing will net you!
Now, I have seen, read, viewed how powerful those fire-fighting hoses can be I understand that the pressure output is tremendous... I'm inclined to believe this as a true experiment. But.. I cannot help wondering.... do you think they took out the engine?
Still, cool nevertheless!
This article was funny. Mean, but funny :) s'a short one, so it's reposted here fully. Germany's tabloid newspaper, Bild, has printed a list of holiday resorts to avoid - those dominated by the British.
This comes after a British man was awarded £750 (953 euros) after suing his travel company over a holiday at a resort filled with Germans. Bild quotes a German legal expert saying that Germans holidaying in all-British resorts would not have the same opportunity of suing.
It goes on to poke fun at British cuisine, drinking-habits and sport. David Barnish, 47, was awarded compensation last week for a holiday in Greece which he argued had been spoilt by the number of German tourists and the fact that all the activities were organised in the German language.
Penalty jibe
Bild points out that Germans will find it hard to get their money back if they find their hotel overrun with Britons. "Even if the travel company announces in the brochure that the resort is 'favoured by Germans', the tourist has to accept the possibility that he will spend his holidays with up to 90% foreigners - above all with the English," Uta Stenzel, a legal expert, told the paper.
Bild recommends avoiding the best-known destinations for British holidaymakers and lists the top six 'black spots' as the Bay of Palma in Majorca, San Antonio in Ibiza, laya de las Americas in Tenerife, Ayia Napa in Cyprus, Faliraki on the Greek island of Rhodes and Malia in Crete.
Just in case the Germans have a problem identifying British tourists abroad, Bild has a guide on its online version, illustrated with an unappealing photo of two sunburnt women on sun chairs.
It also ridicules British cuisine, binge-drinking, fashion and sport, says that "athletically they are not up to much, they can't even take penalties" and points out that Austria and Switzerland - the hosts of this summer's Euro 2008 football championships - will be largely British-free zones this year as no British teams have qualified.
Sardonic wit, indeed.
Work blogging! For some reason Blogger's not been cast out of my LAN so I'm going whilst it's hot! And by the way, if you're a fucktard and looking to make a buck, this is not how you do it.OTTAWA (Reuters) - Canada's Supreme Court on Thursday dismissed the case of a man who said he lost interest in sex after he found two dead flies in an unopened bottle of drinking water.
Waddah Mustapha sued the bottling company, saying he had suffered psychological damage, including depression, phobia, anxiety and damage to his sex life after the unpleasant 2001 discovery.
He won C$340,000 ($343,000) in damages in a lower court, but the Supreme Court ruled unanimously that he had not proved his case.
"Mr Mustapha must show that it was foreseeable that a person of ordinary fortitude would suffer serious injuries from seeing the flies in the bottle of water he was about to install. This he failed to do," the court said.
Mustapha said he vomited after finding the fly and now found it hard to shower. He also said he was afflicted by visions of flies walking over feces.
Mustapha -- who will lose the award and must pay the costs of the case -- was not immediately available for comment.
My first few thoughts?
(1) Go judge! Make'em suffer!
(2) I wonder.. with a name like Mustapha... makes me wonder how long his family's been in Canada
(3) Bloody hell.... I still remember how to link. w00t!
(4) Fucktards the world over, all cut from the same bloody mould!
Work sucks right now, just so you know.
I iz juz short of time.
And normally coasting along like this....
Nooooo... seriously... I have no man-balls. But this was too cute NOT to post. Apart from that? I am well and alive... tried logging in to blogger from work and lo! it worked!
HHhhmmmmm. Roundup? Ok.
- I got glasses made. I'll try to get around a post a pic for you guys as cheap entertainment of the day.
- The night shift seriously ensures I have *no* life. Work all night, sleep all day.
- I might become a crabby, bespectacled spinster in no time at all. Hey, where'd the time go? I'll be 36 in July!
- THEY ARE STILL SELLING STARCRAFT! Which, of course, I promptly bought. And realised I am still addicted to it. I think I'll be a gamer until I die.
- I am allergic to multivites... I am nursing a month long cough that allows me to hack my lungs out like a TB sufferer AND pee at the same time. Not good. Who would have thought I'd react to bloody health supplements?
Well. Everyone else is still alive, I see?
Heh.
Actually, it's me that's alive. Just came off 8 nights of graveyard shift with a single day's break inbetween. Can you say knackered?
All I can say is I'm grateful Idiot Roster Girl has been given the fuckin' boot and someone else - who's proven herself extremely reliable - is taking over. Wahey! Onwards and upwards! No bitching though!
That management knows she's a fuck up is enough.....
To all you non Singaporeans, let me introduce you to a new word.
Malu (mah-loo)
It's a malay word that means supremely EMBARRESSED.
As in...
- how the hell did Mas Selamat Kastari escape from our Internal Securities detention centre?
- do we really expect him to still be on the island? When Indonesia is just around the fucking corner?
- why the hell can't anyone tell the public HOW he escaped? Don't we have a right to know that?
- and why the fuck was he not escorted when he went to the toilet? For fucks sake, the man is detained under our Internal Security Act indefinitely, and he's not escorted?
And you can bet your fucking Singaporean ass that Malaysia and Indonesia are laughing their collective assess at us. Singapore, the technological wonder of South East Asia! Har Har! And we let a bloody known terrorist escape whilst he used the toilet! I mean, I just want to FLING my hands up in the air and see someone's head roll...
I mean, I know our police are really relaxed. There's little crime here. Fer crying out loud, we use part timers to man our police post with the regulars! I call the police to complain about some idiot's car alarm that won't shut down! RANT RANT RANT. I could go on.... my god... but that is no excuse.
Keeping the peace in an already peaceful country does not give you cause to sit on your arse when holding a madman in custody. For those of you who don't know, Mas Selamat Kastari belongs to Jemaah Islamiah (JI), the militant faction that is being widely held responsible for the Bali bombings and a host of other attacks.
Personally, I think they're a bunch of fucking idiots, bombing their own people. But whoever said these crazy bugfucks were logical?
C'mon already! It's been 3 days! Get real!
I can't believe this is a cat.
GOP posted this video and.... hhmmmm.... kitty looks like he's watching AND UNDERSTANDING what's going on the TV.
Hilarious!