Saturday, April 16, 2011
As some of you may or may not be aware, the entire state of Queensland was hit with mother natures garden hose a few months ago. Since then, people have been cleaning up and repairing houses, in relatively fine weather. But oh how the threads of fate hate Australia.
In case you're not aware, I have mild SAD, which is a very common disorder in which I get slightly moody as the weather changes. So you can imagine my mood when I look outside and can't see more than 10 metres forward, or up for that matter. I had been blessed with an incredibly thick fog, and though it dissipated during the day, it comes back with a vengeance every morning. Lucky my brand new super deluxe amazingly expensive one bedroom apartment has heating.
Anyway, the point is, this weather is frequently reminding me of my short jaunt to London. Which I hated. I am, however, returning this year at some point, as the entire Irish side of my family thought it was a good idea to move there. Hooray.
Also, if there are any other Brisbane dwellers reading this, I demand to know where you keep your quality coffee. Someone said something about West End, but that's an entire boat trip away.
Not much to update. Too many books to read for assessment. Dislike repeating tests on rats.
Take care of yourselves, I'll try update more.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Surely, I am not the only one.
Good Evening ladies and gentlemen. As an instrumental music enthusiast, I find myself often applying music I have heard to everyday scenarios in my head. I know I'm not the only one, because I had an entire conversation about it with a good friend today.
This raises a few quesitons. Why do I do it? Does it make things more entertaining? Should I be hired for film music?
In no specific order, Yes, To entertain myself, and probably not.
But back to the original statement, I do find that it makes things more interesting and dramatic. The only problem is it never happens straight up, only in when I reflect on what just happened. If only I could learn to control it.
Anyway, here's a list (you can tell I like lists. A lot.) of music themes that fit everyday.
A well respected man - The Kinks. You guessed it. This is most certainly my morning routine song. I even try to do up my shoes and tie systematically, like in stereotypical movies. If you haven't heard this song, I highly recommend giving it a listen.
Back in Black - AC/DC. When walking down the path to ol' reliable (Toyota Corolla. I am not a wealthy man.) I enjoy the brief, ecstatic feeling of pretending to be a renegade of some sorts. Does this make be a dickhead? I'm not sure, and I don't care.
Have somewhere incredibly important to be? Running late? Lux Aeterna - Clint Mansell will add the suspense and atmosphere you need. Composed for the movie Requiem for a Dream, I often find it running in my head if I remember some kind of dinner I was meant to go to.
I'm important as fuck.
Reptilla - The Strokes. If there's a certain party atmosphere about an event, I find this song fits so well. I am a huge fan of The Strokes, and thus this will always make memories seem more entertaining, even if they bored me to death.
Your heart is as black as night - Melody Gardet. This smooth, sexy jazz composition will add an air of class and seductiveness to any situation. Inappropriate for lectures, breakfast or anything not involving a partner of choice.
What a wonderful world - Louie Armstrong. Okay, okay. It's corny, I know, but I can't help myself. It's such a beautiful song, that should be heard whenever you take a break from your injections of coffee & cynicism.
I hear music in my head. And I'm okay with it.
I know you do too, so why not let me know what's playing in your life?
Take care of yourselves.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
As I approach the start of my masters course at university, I have begun to notice that I still retain many of my old habits, mannerisms and interests I have had since about the age of 10.
First and foremost. Pokemon. I only ever play two games, and those are Minecraft and Pokemon. Currently I own Black, which I'm crawling through. I don't know what it is about the games, maybe the fact you can play it at different depths. I myself play at a ridiculous depth, choosing specific pokemon for their gender, type, ability, nature etc. I also enjoy buying things like Zinc and what not and customising them. It makes me feel like a big kid. But I know lot's of other people play, so I guess it's alright.
The Tuck. If you are unfamiliar with the tuck, I feel sorry for you. It's the action when you're lying in bed, and you tuck the end of the covers under your feet, creating a sort of cocoon effect. You can also do this with the sides of the covers. I know you want to try it.
Canonized Foot-Tapping. When listening to music, I not only tap one foot, but I tap the other just out of time. I don't know why, it has a rather calming effect on me. Maybe I like to know that I can keep time in and out of signature? I'm not sure.
Coin-ing. Okay, so I don't have an amazing name for this. Since I have a few rings that I like to wear, I like flipping coins in between my fingers, so that it hits the rings and produces different sounds. There's a percussionist in us all!
Stirring Straws. If you've ever ordered a coffee from McDonalds, you'll be familiar with the stirring rods they have there. If you haven't had a close inspection, they have small holes that run through them, and can be used as a straw. I have to use them if I stir in sugar, it's almost a compulsion
Well, I think that's all of them that I've kept for a while. Feel free to post your own habits and what not.
Have a great day, I'll see you on the other side.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
This blog is going to be seperate from my other blog, which is focused at health & psychology (sharkbeargun.blogspot.com). This blog will be my personal blog, which will be a mix-match of a journal, a collage and a place to post interesting things I've found.
If you were a follower of my previous blog, you would have noticed that I also used it for posting things about my apartment and what not, which might deter some people away from the important aspects.
Here it is.
A little part inside me is sad that the old "leather-bound, personal, swirly writing" journal has been and gone. It was a thing of true beauty. But that small part is overwhelmed by the elation I get when I know that people all over the world are connecting and sharing their experiences.
Feels good. Thanks for dropping by.