RED RECTANGLE!

Today I was placed in the difficult situation of trying very hard not to insult myself. I was (for reasons unbeknown to me now) talking to my sister about the book I'm reading, and mentioned casually that she probably wouldn't find it terribly exciting. As I was to learn, that was a wrong choice of words, because my sister immediately countered with, "Why wouldn't I find it interesting?" Because you just wouldn't. "But if i would find it boring why do you think it's interesting?" Just - Just - "Is it because you're boring?" No. Just - no. Shush now and don't ever speak of this again.
I really couldn't explain why she wouldn't find the book interesting; I could think of no answer that would satisfy her. I just knew she wouldn't. You know how that happens? I do only too well. It's like that incredibly frustrating situation of trying to explain the meaning of a word when you know what it means but you just can't put it into words. Gah it's so frustrating.
So I've decided to come up with a response to the questions whose rightful answers can't be formed into words. The silence of a telepathic trying to convey their thought shapes. That should work well enough, let me know how it goes!

Lazy Iguanas

"Aw, Hey dude what's going on?"

Angus Lordie's New Hymn

God Looks Down On Belgium

God's never heard of Belgium,
But he loves it just the same,
For God is kind
And doesn't mind -
He's not impressed with fame.

-Alexander McCall Smith in "44 Scotland Street"

Books or Blogging?

Hi everybody, my name's a alyssa, and i'm the ghost blogger around here. It's interesting that all the blogs i'm part of/share an interest in (i.e. read) aren't being updated, ever. [Except for trifling facts cz that's easier] Well, i thought i'd just explain to you why the blogs aren't being updated - maybe you'll empathise.
Firsta nd foremostly, i'll explain myself away. Actually, i'll onlye xplain myself away - it'll probably answer for the others as well.

REASON NUMBER ONE:
I'm Lazy
Yep, that's the number one unerlying reason. I can't be bother, because now i only spend 10 minutes a day on the computer (on average) and i can't be bothered to come up with a blog post, because i know there are much better and mroe worthwhile things i could be doing (primarily as no one reads this anymore). Some of these more worthwile things belnd into:
REASON NUMBER TWO:
Shh I'm Reading
I enjoy reading more than blogging and these holidays i have about 10 books to get through. See where i'm coming from?
REASON NUMBER THREE:
Exams and Study
I like to think exams kick-started this whole "not-blogging" thing, because a week before i simply didn't have time. That's when the computer lots its place in my life (which is very nice still thank you). BUT i think i probably would have stopped blogging anyway. Human nature and all that, eh Miss Marple?

So there you have it. My lame reasons for not blogging (except for reason two and three which i take as very valid, so really only reason one). Yes. Hope everyone is enjoying their holidays cz i sure am. I made cookies, and now i'm reading terry pratchett (which is always one of the best things about holidays). In fact, i think after these holidays, youc an probably only reasonably expect a post from me once a month at the most.
Good luck surviving Blog of a Girl.

Officially Sorry

How dreadfully lazy i am. I worked so hard to increase post numbers the past two months and now August is nearly over i have 4 (well, now 5)*. I think thats nearly the lowest number ever! (outside of many zeros and 2? I need to do my research....)
Sorry for all those readers of mine who are addicted to my posts (ha!) but by now they've probably had their withdrawal symptoms and are comfortably missing my frequent posts.
Sorry.
Maybe i'll ---
No, i know i won't

EDITOR"S NOTE: Now this post is too late, i scheduled it and then i scheduled one before it so it is now *5 (well now 6).

:(

Stupid Warner Brothers. They had to go an delay Harry Potter by 6 months. I'm so sad rigth now......who know what it'll do to movie seven??
(I did knwo this a while ago, i just haven't blogged)

And Now for a Lazy Return

I read this recently. It was in a book that im not going to name because i dont want anyone else to suffer the mix of emotions i did when reading it.

T. S. W in a letter to The Sunday Times in January 1965:
I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you,
On hiccough, thorough, laugh and through.
Well done! And now you wish perhaps,
To learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word,
That looks like beard and sounds like bird,
And dead: it’s said like bed, not bead –
For goodness’ sake don’t call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat
(They rhyme with suit and straight and debt)
A moth is not a moth in mother,
Nor both in bother, broth or brother,
And here is not a match for there
Nor dear and fear for bear and pear,
And then there’s dose and rose and lose –
Just look them up – and goose and choose,
And cork and work, and card and ward,
And font and front, and word and sword,
And do and go, and thwart and cart –
Come, come, I’ve hardly made a start!
A dreadful language? Man alive!
I’d mastered it when I was five!

The English language is so cool.
Yes you can label me a nerd for that.

Blow up form Heat? Shatter with Cold more Like.

Today, some places in Wollongong received two inches of snow. When was the last time it got that cold? Well apparently not for forty years, as a week ago it was the coldest day since 1963 or something. And what a time to these cold-snaps to be occurring - right in the middle of this supposedly deadly global warming! I can just feel the flush on my cheeks - from the heater!

Don't Contradict it!

On the weekend just past i attended a house party (or church confrence, Church camp, whatever floats your boat St. Micks people) and the speaker mentioned something very early on in the first session that struck me. he said (paraphrased and taking into account memory of course) somethign along the lines of: 'now you've come away to this camp fro the weekend. Some would think this is bizaare, that you've come away for a weekend to read and study a text about a man's dreams that happened more than 2, 000 years ago.'
And it hit me that, to the non-believer, Christianity probably does look utterly bizaare. that we hold these books written at least a millenia and a half ago as the truth. Especially those books which would be seen as crazy hallucinations or simple songs.
See, the thing that was so striking about this was that to me it is the ultimate familiarity. This book brings me comfort not only in its message (which is, of course, the ultimate comfort) but also, in a smaller way, simply through the writing. When i hear someone read out a section of the Bible, a great sense of famililaritya nd comfort surrounds me and am a person who likes familiarity a lot.
I just like to hear the Bible read. I have grown up surrounded by it and it is an essential part of understanding where i am today. It takes an extra extension of though to understand how another, non-christian, non-religous person really, may see this book that i hold as the ultimate authorty in my life. I guess i just take it for rganted that people with accept it maybe just a little less than i do, and that's an incredibly ignorant or thoughless position to hold.

My Cartoon

Just a little 'cartoon' i drew last Friday in a lecture at the UTS maths day. I got annoyed at the whole global wamring thing all over again and so expressed my view succintcly in this picture.