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Me and myself: What you see is what you get

So.

I know this will be the third update in as many months, but I can explain! You see, a tornado destroyed my house, crushing my computer and router, preventing me from accessing the

internet at all. The repair crews were chased off by wild dogs and now a bunch of homeless people have taken over the ruins of what used to be my home. As you can see, my lack of updating is clearly justified.

Luckily though, I’ve managed to get my hooks into a fabulous sugar daddy who provides me with internet access, which means more regular updates!

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Yeah, that was all a lie. There was no tornado, no repair crews and there is a distinct lack of homeless people living on the property. Sadly, there is no multi-millionaire sugar daddy to provide me with hours and hours of free internet access, and there sure as hell aren’t going to be frequent, regular updates to this blog.

Like the guy in the photo, I frequently lie to myself and say that I’ll update soon. It’s not true, but hearing the lies makes me feel happy.

So. I’ll be updating again soon.

Oh…That felt soooooo gooood.

For the last eight years I have loathed porridge. Now I’ve always felt like a bit of a freak because out of all the people I know, not one has a bad thing to say about porridge.

I know there’s not a lot to hate about porridge. It’s white, mushy, and can be a bit tasteless without something to sweeten it. It’s probably safe to say that the hatred I used to feel for the stuff was so strong, I would have starved for a few days rather than eat it.

Like I said, all this started eight years ago when I was in Year 10. It was 2001 and I had just moved to Australia to study. I was living with an aunt and a couple of distant cousins who were in Australia for high school as well.

During my stay at my aunt’s house, I shared a room with a cousin who was pretty decent, except for the fact that he liked LOVED hip hop and r ‘n b. Now I’ve got nothing against those two genres, my iTunes library will testify to that, but my cousin absolutely loved listening to Tupac and Boys II Men.

Imagine waking up every morning to the sound of “Changes” and “End of the Road” and proceeding to get ready for school and having breakfast (see, I’m getting to the porridge!) while listening to similar songs to these over and over and over again.

Needless to say I developed a hatred for these songs, and anything associated with it, waking up, getting out of bed, soy milk and having porridge for breakfast.

All this changed a couple of weeks ago when I saw a box of instant oats in the pantry and decided to try them, just the one time.

I can happily say that I have officially gotten over my hatred for porridge and I feel sorry for not eating it for the last eight years.

So it’s been a while since this blog was updated, and there’s no one I can blame but myself. We all know that I’m a lazy bastard, so let’s just accept that and move on.

They say that when you’re getting back on the bloggin wagon, it’s good to blog about anything, so bearing that in mind, this is going to be a random post, one of many that will be coming in the future.

First of all, sites on my blogroll

The two new ones on the list are Hide & Neek (updated by @Neekatron aka Annik Skelton) and I Live With Crazy People (updated by @megsandbacon aka Megan Leonard). Hide & Neek is an especially great read if you’re interested in butterfly homicide, weight loss, drunken Contiki reps, and telling lies to get out of Africa. Megan’s blog, I Live With Crazy People, teaches you how to speak a new language, her housemates nutritional intakes, phone swallowing and has a great how-to on the game ‘John Edwards’.

Another new blog on the list is my good friend Josh’s (aka @buccaneerbrucey) webcomic, Buccaneer Brucey which originally featured goth-y-but-cute characters evolved into a comic featuring Mr Wormy and now does great single panel comics like these:

If you’re on Twitter, I highly recommend following Josh to stay updated with the latest Cute Death comic.

And that’s all I can think of to blog tonight, till next time!

This is me reading a short exerpt from one of the Winnie the Pooh stories. Done for @juzzash.

Click here to play the mp3

I’ve just started watching “All the Small Things“, that British drama about a choir and I just loved the way they sang “What’s My Age Again?”. Here’s a YouTube video if you haven’t seen it already:

I loved it so much, I decided to try recording myself singing a little bit of the song in Audition, attempting to do all the parts. It’s not really a sucess, but give it a listen anyway.

>>Click here to listen to it.<<

Last night Adam and I did our first day of Couch to 5k, using Robert Ullrey’s podcast. I have nothing bad to say about it, but I did learn one thing: I am not on the couch. I am so far underneath the cushions, my skin has become part of the damn metaphorical couch. I’m in the couch so far, I’ve got spare change up the wazoo.

Even though the podcasts are meant for people who do little to no exercise, I was having trouble after the first 60 second run! Now I’m not humungous, but apparently I’m really really unfit.

After some discussion with Adam last night, we decided that I need to work my way up to the first day of the podcast, so this week brings lots of brisk walking and a few 60 second runs. Hopefully Wednesday night will be more productive that last night was.

I can’t wait for the 15th of April! Why can’t Jason Mraz make the months go by faster?

So far tonight has been a productive night. How, you ask? 

Here’s a list:

1. I found a mini version of my cologne bottle, which is perfect for travelling
2. A night out at the casino made me $4o (I know, I’m a high roller)
3. My best man speech is more or less finished

The wedding is less than a day away, and I’m definitely feeling a little bit of pressure, seeing it’s my first time being best man. 

I hope it’s not too painful…

While I was writing the speech, this blog post was particularly helpful in giving me ideas and walking me through the whole process of speechwriting. 

Now all we have to do is wait till the wedding and see if the speech works or not.

So Adam cooked a wonderful dinner tonight, and as you can see from the picture below, his plans to fatten me up and cook me are well under way:

(I was totally not sucking my stomach in for the before photo…)

And to top it all off, I had this delicious little pastry thingamabob stuck in front of my nose. If this doesn’t stop, I won’t need to go looking for food because I’ll have my own field of gravity that can attract my food for me!

This evening after having a delicious Thai take out dinner, Adam and I got down to the mandatory internet browsing that is our after dinner activity. While we were doing this, Adam pointed out an interesting news story about atheists paying for ads bearing the slogan “There is no God,  now stop worrying and enjoy your life.” to be placed on the sides of buses.

Now I know all the twitter people I follow were talking about this yesterday, but I was too lazy to click on the link. (Sorry!)

While we were talking about the story, this question wormed its way from the dirty back burner of my mind and I finally asked a question that had been simmering for a few years: Is there such a thing as an atheist evangelist?

I know that there are people who go around advocating their belief that there is no God, but is there someone out there who is the atheist equivalent of Billy Graham? Is there a giant white tent somewhere, where thousands of non-believers flock to hear a man speak about the absence of an almighty deity and how we should all not believe in him?

[ via @crispynoodles, @tiphereth, @ohnoitsadam, BBC News ]