hello there everybody...
it's been ages now hasn't it...
i've been busy catching up on my non-existent childhood as my teen years now see the beginning of the end...

i have been rather occupied by firstly, Shadowcaster, which was a rather cutting edge game for its time when i was still not yet a teen...

goodness that sounds so long ago...

and secondly... Adagio...
which is Italian for slowly...
but is in reality a space shooter that is anything but slow...

so anyway i've not been writing cos i'm either whacking ugly moles or crashing planes...

but now it's time to take a break...

and so i'm here...

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and actually i've got nothing to say lar i'm just writing cos i'm quite unsettled at having not written anything for a while... people might think i'm dead or something yar...

ooh yar speaking of writing...

i've been thinking (intermittently between whacking ugly moles and crashing planes) about getting down to poetry seriously... it seems like nowadays i have the urge to write...

hmm...

ponders...

(a totally useless aside: my keyboard has been for a few days rather confused, mistaking and switching symbols about. it miraculously recovered and is now perfectly fine. the most irritating thing about it was that whenever i tried to type @ inverted commas came up instead and so all my email addresses were messed up.)

it seems unjustified to end my post with a totally useless aside so i shall continue to ponder for a while more and see what else swims up to the surface of my mind...

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ooh yes... how on earth could i have forgotten...
the season of giving this way comes and i shall put up my (drumroll please...)

wishlist!

but before that let's have a look at my last one...
this was just before i sold my soul entered the service...

1) have fun in survive army (i realised the former's pretty idiotic yar...? kinda like an oxymoron...)
tick. like totally.

2) nice stuff to wear... that preferably goes with a buzzcut... ie. draw attention away from hair and make me look
like those Hollywood people who're going bald but lop everything off and call it fashion...
2a) more jeans...
2b) nice shirts... bossini... giodarno... U2... British India...
2c) shoes for all occasions...
2d) hat/cap/anything-to-cover-my head if 4) is unattainable...
tick. i don't have a buzzcut. tick. i have nice clothes. (i think.) i still only have one pair of shoes. not counting of course the ones i wear for work lar. like duh. so i want new shoes.

3) i tell you what ah... money... then i go get all that myself...
[big bout of canned laughter]

4) a buzzcut that won't make my head look like a bad case of fungal infestation...
see above.

5) new flute... ok wait... better flute... Yamaha 500 - 600 series...? ooh... Miyazawa/Sankyo...?
hello? Altus?

6) driving lessons...
too lazy. no time. really.

7) well since i'm at it... car...
8) oh what the heck... house...
yar i just put this in for kicks. but just for kicks let's just bemoan the fact that i don't have my own house and car. moan. ok now let's move on.

9) great good results... (let's not get too smart for our own good here shall we...)
uh huh. oh yeah. uh huh.

10) promising career prospects...
ah whatever lar. that's such a distant prospect now.

11) a job that i like...
11a) preferably nothing to do with numbers...
11b) preferably to do with music...
11c) teaching is acceptable...
11d) but not in primary school ie. no bratty 6 - 12 year olds...
tick. in a way lar. i sorta like what i do. and when i consider that i could be thrashing in the jungle like a misplaced and very grumpy wild boar i love what i do.

12) that the army will actually endow me with a hot bod... woot...
let's just ignore this and write it off as a bad bimbo moment shall we?

13) that 12) will not be achieved at the cost of my mental capacities...
hah. hah. hah. unfortunately entering the army is at the cost of my mental capacities. so there.

so having read that... here goes...
haha...

1) queen sized bed in my bunk. complete with throw pillows and comforter and duvet.

2) mp3 player.

3) since i wanted my hair to not be a disaster in the last wishlist i shall go one step further and now want a do that's actually like really good.

4) cds. like the good ones so that i can really support the people i feel are worth paying for.

5) a new computer. right now i sometimes feel like i'm trying to calculate pi to the thirteen billionth digit using a free-gift handheld calculator.

6) the complete Sandman series. see here

7) nice movies to watch. it doesn't matter where. meaning i don't mind either way going to the movies or getting vcds/dvds.

8) driving lessons, free, stress free, and free from failure.

9) a million bucks. (as in cold hard cash dahling. i already look like a million bucks. trust me i know.)

10) that Rowling will do a damn good job cleaning up the mess in the final Harry Potter book. and of course i want the book lar.

haha... so there... we all know what i want for Christmas and it ain't my two front teeth...