Hi-jacked hi-jinxes

Sometimes when you lend your technologies to others, in the hope they don't misuse or abuse such opportunities, they can still surprise you. As such, I think my cyberspace identity has been violated.

Yet, if it wasn't my lovely flatmate Gabrielle, who could it be? Maybe Ryan has been hacking my laptop.

[update]

It was Gabrielle. Her childish shenanigans are typical of the French disregard for other cultures. I think I will try and burn her with a cigarette lighter. (just to show her how much I care)

Plop

You never talk about me bloody newspaper man !
Maaaaaaaaaah


But I'll have th final word...
gnark gnark gnark


(mou)


signed:
the mysterious XXX

Quote of the day

Sometimes, if you want to seem right about something, just refer to yourself saying the same thing somewhere else at another time. It adds credit to your claim. When reading a scientific article today, I came across this little gem...

A natural choice of Lambda, suggested in Ref.[9], is....

and when one flicks to reference [9], one finds another paper written by the same author. Just gold. His reasoning just feels.... natural.

Nothing but the weekend to look forward to

Feeling like I could step into the shoes of a proper "Dr" scientist position. I want to get a digital camera so that I could have taken a photo of the lamb steaks I cooked tonight. You guys would've flipped.

Still haven't talked about Sydney. Well, there was a lot of science, a lot of talking, a beautiful building for accommodation and some walking around.That walking lead to a weekend; starting with drinking around the docks Friday night, dancing till dawn in Kings Cross, recovering in Hyde Park in the morning, getting punched in the lip (will explain later), spending an amazing day in the Royal Botanical Gardens with the Opera House and Bridge in the background, then an evening in the Sandringham in Newtown. Next morning took me on a walk from Bondi down to Coogge, including fish and chips, and then a delightful evening around the Rocks.

An' then another week full of science. Gosh I love it!

You may hate me

You may hate me for doing something so banal and emotionally ursurping as to place the lyrics of a song I didn't write up on the web, as if it is a true reflection of how I feel. So I won't. I just feel like putting up something; an indication that I am still feeling, in some way, something. Just a yellow card to say "hey, back off Zinedine, he's still in the game". And so here it is

"Leave Me (Like You Found Me)"
That's when I knew you
You might be lonely too
That's what I wished for
Somebody just like you
To tell me what to do, honestly
And leave me like you found me

Can you believe it
I'm somebody just like you
Content with being blue, honestly
Leave me like you found me

Guy is back in town

Scoffed down some decent coffee and croissants in Sydney this morning before stepping on to a bus and scooting back into sweet old Canberra town. Temperature drop was approximately 10 degrees between stepping on in Sydney this morning and stepping off in Canberra.

Have much to tell about hilarity and hi-jinks in Sydney, but all will ensue and be revealed. Suffice to say I dragged myself into work today and sat through some discussions on H infinity control. Got home tonight and cooked up some decent storm-action in the kitchen. Slurped up some MediaWatch for desserts.

P.S. The "guy" in the title is how Gabrielle refers to me, as in "hey, guy, c'mon".

Stu Fury rides again

Woke up livid today. Wave of pure fury rolling out of me like liquid fire.

Then I went for a bike ride and felt a lot better.

Have considered airing nasty thoughts up here on the net. A net-vent. I can't say I've decided not too, either.

I'm just too furious about my ex. I recalled a whole lot of things that she did wrong, and instead of forgiveness, I was just filled with anger.

I guess in the past I was just focusing on the episode with the chin, and forgetting the rest of the unpleasentness. I wonder if we'll ever talk about it. I doubt it. She didn't even want to discuss the chin episode. Now that's something I still don't understand.

I guess forgiveness is hard to give, nay, impossible to feel, when the aggressor isn't sorry. (Well, maybe for the chin thing, but the rest? Hmmm.... doubt it)

I'm going to a quantum control conference in Sydney, (this is me at my last conference)













... and then am taking a few days off around Sydney. Then I might go camping at the coast later in the month. (this is me in the wild)













It's what you do, eh?

(update)

Any prompt from a reader for said information will be met with quick consideration, and then an almost immediate divulging, explaining all and sundry. Go on, I dare you. Provoke me. Watch the wrath unfold!

Crook

I'm sick as a dog at home, with so much to do. Have crazy thoughts going through my head.

(update)
Turns out taking some cold and flu tablets and going down to the pub for beer battered chips, two schooners and half a dozen B&H subtles, can really help one along the road of recovery.

Am trying to get through Edward Abbey's The Monkey Wrench Gang. Can't wait to pass it on to Glen when I finish.