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Archive (August 2003) 30th August, 2003 Nate was just over tonight to transfer the skate footage onto my computer so we can begin the editing process. Anyway, he forgot that tonight was Saturday night, and on Saturday nights I have to watch my weekly dose of Gilmore Girls. So I was trying to watch Gilmore Girls tonight whilst Nate was sitting there sulking, pretending to read magazines just to avoid looking at the screen, and doing stoopid things with the bag of chips in an effort to distract me from the show. He failed of course, and I punished him by putting on Channel V's Room 208 during ad breaks. The sight of ugly adolescent skanks trying to dance with drag queens shut him up real fast. Anyway, the footage has been captured and we'll start editing real soon. --- "We'll talk to you later, and good luck with the acne!" - The presenter on Room 208 to someone on the phone. 29th August, 2003 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!) Today is the original Judgement Day according to T2. It's been 6 years since the bombs were supposed to drop, so we've had 6 extra years so far to live our ways of life... 6 years that the Terminator gave us. --- I was passing Corinne a package of CDs for Fiona today, and because she was in the middle of a lecture I had to do it in a "hit and run" manner. Unfortunately, I'd forgotten what her reflexes were like, and my CD toss ended up hitting her head... in the middle of her class. Apparently, now I'm known to her Lighting Workshop class as "The Psycho Evil Guy" or some shit like that. Whoops. 28th August, 2003 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESS!) 27th August, 2003 I'm probably going to get a lot of shit for this, but I don't care. I went to see Tears of the Sun with Luke earlier, and I gotta say we both really enjoyed it (with the exception of three really major errors in the last bit). Anyway, all I gotta say is: American Heroism totally warms my heart (almost as much as watching Tom say "You complete me" with Renee replying "You had me at hello."). Whoop dee fucking doo if you think I suck for liking cheesy pro-Americana movies, because I'm voicing my opinion anyway so fuck you. I wept at the end of Air Force One, it did the trick in Independence Day, I was totally moved in The Patriot, and let's not forget Black Hawk Down! Movies that depict American soldiers risking their lives for the greater good of humanity just really really makes me all gooey and emotional. People just don't seem to respect the military anymore, do they? They wave their pickets and say bad things about war... which is okay. But at the same time they just complain and complain about the military. Because they associate the military with war; totally forgetting that the military is first and foremost a peacekeeping organization. Weirdly enough, when I got home I bumped into one of the security guards in my apartment complex, and had a nice long chat to him. What about? Well mainly bitching about the rest of the residents here. All they ever do is bitch and moan and pick fights with the security guys because they're just doing their jobs by keeping the peace and investigating suspicious behavior. Well apparently that's not good enough for the residents. They want the security guys to protect their homes, yet at the same time not bother them while they're up to mischief like shooting firecrackers off balconies and vandalizing common property. These people here are the biggest hypocrites in the world! Cos that's what people are like. They bitch and moan about security being tight-asses, yet will be the first to complain when their homes get broken into or vandalized. Just like the assholes who complain about America's foreign policies and stir a lot of anti-American sentiment in general. If their country gets threatened by a vicious communist dictator and they have their homes trampled by , I'm sure all they'll be all like: "Erm, why the fuck didn't you nuke that dictator when you had the chance?" --- Speaking of assholes, here's another reason to hate that smug little fuck Tom Hanks. Recently Tom Hanks has joined some political group to vehemenently oppose Arnold Schwarzenegger's bid for Governor. Just because Kindergarten Cop is a better movie than Cast Away can ever hope to be. Bah! 26th August, 2003 As part of a Multimedia Authoring class that I'm attending in uni, I have to make a little Shockwave game to simulate a "Small interactive experience for a mobile device". Anyway, I've decided to get underway on making something I'm calling Jason Voorhees' Breakaway Hockey. Click here to check it out, yah? Man, why do I always do this? I woke up this morning after spending the night drinking wine and beer on an empty stomach again! Which of course, meant I woke up feeling seedy as hell. So why do I do that to myself? --- Anyway, Nate's ankle is getting uglier and uglier by the day. Check out more about his ankle in the News page. Oh, and Nate came over the other day and it turns out that I'm not the only one making fun of Nate and his busted ankle. Here's a picture of Drakey giving Nate shit by standing on one foot as well:
Awww... it's so much cuter when Drakey does it. --- Aaron finally got back from the US this morning, so that means production on the music video and stuff should speed up now. More on that later. Right now, I'm fucking exhausted. 16th August, 2003 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNN!) 15th August, 2003 Nate crashed over here last night... and I realized that for a guy who until last night had never seen an episode of Beavis & Butthead, he can do a pretty good impersonation of Butthead. Then while watching MTV, I realized a few more things: Jewel is so skanky; Stacie Orrico looks horrible in the new clip; that Elan chick totally annoys me; Good Charlotte are possibly the ugliest people on TV right now, next to Yumi and James from Channel V; AFI has the whiniest lead singer in existence; and we suspect that Amy Studt is possibly Canadian. I mean, it's just weird the way she says "arse" in that Misfit song. --- Then this morning we had to wake up early in the morning to head out to the city to shoot more tricks for the skate video. And then something happened: the Skate video has hit a snag and you can read all about it in the News page. It's... it's pretty big... almost bigger than Nate's ankle right now. --- Mikey scored a part in some new Sony ad. He'll be off in the Maroubra skate park shooting it tomorrow... let's all wish him luck, yah? --- Tam and Corinne have now scored their Learner's licenses too. Yay! 13th August, 2003 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LAYNE LEE!) (The following update was inspired by this whacko's homepage) (as such, it's really not worth reading unless you're really bored and/or drunk... like I am now) I was watching TV, and I saw Robbie Williams on TV. I got pissed off... SO I ATE HIS SOUL. HAHAHAHAHA! I AM THE ULTIMATE WEAPON X-TREME MOTHERFUCKER!!! Cower before me, you worms! ARGH ARGH ARGH!!! And then I went skating, and Vaughn was trying wuss-flips over a five-stair... SO I RIPPED HIS PISS-ANT NECK OFF AND STARTED DOING DOUBLE IMPOSSIBLES OVER THE FIVE-STAIR AND HIS BROKEN BODY! And then I saw Rachel Neil and TORE HER FACE OFF WITH MY GRIP TAPE. Mess with me, will you, bitch? ARGH ARGH ARGH!!! And then I smashed her up some more and devoured her brains. Why don't I have a girlfriend? I want a girlfriend... and I want her to be like Sharon from 2 Guys, a girl and a Pizza Place. Or maybe Jessica Biel. I deserve someone like that, because I'm the Ultimate Weapon X-treme guy. Well, I think I can just get any girl to be my girlfriend (as long as it's not someone named Leonie), and then I'll send my ARMY OF NINJA WEREWOLVES out to rob lots of country clubs until I have enough money to put her through plastic surgery to look like Jessica Biel. Then I'll send the ninja-werewolves to kill the original Jessica Biel so I'll be dating the only one left! ARGH ARGH ARGH!!! Jess came over today and watched Amy. And she was like "That was really good. I bet you got a Distinction for it." I told her that although Gillies said he liked it, he still only gave me a low pass grade for it. And she was like... "no way!" And then I was like "way." Then I got reminded of how mad I was at him, so I unleashed my adamantium claws and slashed his disgusting ponytail off and force-fed it to him. And when he was choking on his own hair... I UNLEASHED MY ULTIMATE BERSERKER BARRAGE ON HIM AND MINCED HIM INTO LITTLE PIECES, AND FED THEM TO GABRIELLE until she choked to death!!! ARGH ARGH ARGH!!! Bitch-whore-tits hahahahahaha! Your souls are all mine! Kim! KIM!!! Why don't you like me? You think I'm ugly, don't you? You think I'm UGLY??? GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! Don't touch me! I HATE YOU! I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU! Oh my god I loved you... How the fuck can you do this to me? HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME? ARGH ARGH ARGH!!! (when it comes to expressing hate in new and creative ways... nobody does it better than Eminem. "When I say Slim, you say Shaaaady") Q: Why did the girl fall off
the swing? (that last riddle was brought to you by Frankie) --- Erm, the Coming Soon page has been updated a little bit with a new secret project. Woo woo woo! 12th August, 2003 Let's talk about music videos, shall we? I was watching MTV with Drakey earlier tonight and I noticed that Evanescence's "Bring me to life" video was still going strong on the US Top 20 charts... which means I've been repeatedly bombarded by it everytime I flick onto MTV. Which would be a good thing if it wasn't for the fact that it's got that Linkin Park wannabe dipshit singing "Wake me up!" every two lines. Just to prove that the original demos that don't have mini-Fred Durst in it sound a lot better, you can check it out here. Just download Bring me to life version 2 (2001-2002 demos), and you'll see how much better it sounds. Thanks to Ced for pointing out the link. --- In early 2001, while trying to come up with a video to make for uni I came up with a concept which involved Shiven (the protagonist of PMS) wandering around re-enacting a whole bunch of famous TV ads chained together into a narrative sequence involving a lot of gunfights and shit. I called it "Ad-libbed like a motherfucker" (it was a working title... I would've changed it eventually), and the script was all written; complete with references to Mentos, Libra Fleur, Trojan Condoms, Mastercard, and a whole lot of other ads that I liked. So I showed the script to some people (you know who you are)... and they told me that it was a shit idea that doesn't deserve any more time devoted to it. I believed them, and ended up making UGR instead. "Ad-libbed" was then shelved and forgotten. Fast-forward over to 2003, and Jewel's new video "Intuition" has this concept where Jewel is walking around re-enacting a whole bunch of ads chained into a narrative. And I gotta say, although Jewel's new skanky image in some of the shots doesn't do her much justice (especially the bit where she's all punked up), on the whole the video's pretty fucking cool. I like it a lot. I think it looks really nice. So to those guys who told me that my idea was a piece of shit (you know who you are), thanks a lot. Thanks a whole fucking bunch. Pfft... --- The News page has been updated with some news (whoa I bet you didn't expect that!) of the skate video's progress. While going through Hyde Park today to get to St. Mary's, Nate and I were hit by the grossest smell in the world (next to the smell of Durians, that is). The park was being fertilized with shit, and man that reeked like a motherfucker. Honestly, they should have warning signs for that kinda smell. I mean, if I were to walk into a shit-smelling zone, I'd like to know beforehand. That smell could probably attach itself to you like a parasitic organism and make you stink for the rest of the day. Maybe I'm going to meet someone important, you know? If that's the case then I wouldn't want to walk through a shit-zone and then have the person I'm meeting sniff in the air and say something like: "Dude I think you forgot to wipe your ass." If they have warning signs for wet floors and wet paint and shit, can't they have signs for shit smells? It's only fair...
--- IMPORTANT NOTE: I think for the rest of the week I'll write updates like an angsty psychotic teenaged moron. You know, like how I used to write those emails. Pointless, over-angsty, badly written bullshit. I'm sure you're all looking forward to that! At any rate... just be aware that I'll be writing like an idiot soon. --- Oh, and I just found out that Nate cheated on that last poll by repeatedly voting for Catherine Bell. Tsk tsk tsk... 9th August, 2003 For most of the year now, I've not been following any television program on TV. After feeling failed by Ed and Angel... I had dropped out of watching any TV show... but now I think I'm going to go back into watching a regular TV program again... and my adopted TV show will be Gilmore Girls. 7th August, 2003 After that depressing update yesterday, I figured I'll just brighten things up again. Cos I just watched Arnold Schwarzenegger announce on Leno that he will indeed run for Governor of California!!! Now that's just great news. I don't know how this will affect my as I don't exactly live in California or anything, but I feel that if he gets elected Governor it will somehow cause some kinda chain reaction that will spread like a tidal wave across the world and somehow right everything that's wrong. Like, sick people will get healthier; good hardworking people will get the break they deserve by winning lotteries; Whose Line is it anyway will be removed from the air; and Robbie Williams will die a painful and horrible death. Like that Frank Black song goes: "I wanna live in Los Angeles!" --- In other news, after seven years of procrastinating I've finally gotten off my ass and got myself a Learner's License!
Now I can legally sit behind the wheel of a car and drive! Sure I'll need to have a supervising driver sitting in the passenger seat next to me, but still... I'll get to zoom zoom! Not that I will for a while, probably. I'm just happy I have this card... I don't actually intend to learn to drive or anything. I just wanted another card to bulk up my wallet. Though I guess it would be pretty nice to be able to drive around. Sure beats freezing my ass off waiting for the first train of the morning in Carlton. But I gotta say, that knowledge test was harsh. The Motor Registry was like, completely silent and the supervising guy was this bad-ass big dude who didn't speak much, and when he did it was pretty scary... in fact, his first words to me were: "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to step behind the sign. Now!" Very creepy indeed. Anyway, it was a pretty bad streak. The ricey chick before us (who was doing her test in Chinese, so even if we wanted to cheat we couldn't) failed pretty quickly (so it was probably a good thing we didn't copy her answers) and then Tammy failed, and then Corinne failed after sitting down for about 3 minutes. So I was sitting there nervous as shit... hell I haven't undertaken any kinda formal exam since... shit... since high school. That's like five years ago! Scary. --- Oh, and the results of the Law-chick poll are as follows: Elizabeth Rohm had a surprising 10% of the votes; then Marla Sokoloff and Lucy Liu had 13% each; but the landslide winner is Catherine Bell of JAG with 48% of the votes. Of course I'm a bit sketchy about her... because I checked the poll one day and she jumped from 1 vote to about 15 votes overnight! "Suck me, beautiful... my friends call me Nova, as in Cassanova." 6th August, 2003 I was just thinking about Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines today, and something occurred to me about that movie.
So anyway, back to T3... Well, when I saw it I didn't think much about the plot, because the theme was a huge departure from T2. Cameron's movie was all about Sarah Connor being mother to the world's future, John Connor looking for a father figure in the Terminator... and the Terminator himself becoming more human than human after he learns the value of human life. Wherein lies the big irony... the machine is not only a better father for John than Sarah's other boyfriends, but also a better human being than most of the people that make up our civilization that's hell-bent on, to paraphrase another James Cameron movie (props to those who can figure which one) "fucking each other over for a percentage". And it also instills a sense of hope for the world in that you can control your own destiny. Well I could write a big essay about T2 that's longer than Ron Jeremy's penis, but I'll save that for another time. T3 on the other hand is based on the notion that instead of trying to change the future, you should try to accept your destiny and just deal with it. The machines had to deal with not being able to kill John Connor in the past; Connor himself had accept the fact that he cannot prevent Judgment Day no matter how many computer labs and military bases he blows up; and Claire Danes has to deal with not being able to land anything except corny roles like this one after My So-Called Life. Fate is inevitable, and what's transpired is more or less concrete, and sending Terminators back in time to change the course of history will result in an exercise in futility. So today I thought about that for a bit... and it was like: "What inspires a person to write a movie with a theme like that?" Well the answer was simple enough: Money. So I thought: "Okay then... what else can I apply this theme to?" That's when I realized that T3 is not a sci-fi movie about the inevitable rise of machines against humanity, it's about relationships! Plain and simple. Specifically, dealing with the breakup of a relationship and learning to move on. If a relationship is going sour, it's over. It was going sour because it always would've gone sour. She's not "the one", dude... let her go. You're simply not destined to be with her. At least, not at this point in time. You could send a Terminator back in time to kill the girl that indirectly caused the breakup between you and your girlfriend and thus preventing the third party from ever catching your eye, but then you'll probably just end up getting smitten by some other girl. You could send Marty McFly back in time to talk you out of picking up that phone and calling your girlfriend to tell her that the long distance gig isn't working, but then you might just decide to do it three weeks later anyway. Bottom line: You cannot change the past, and even if you do have access to a time machine the best thing you can hope to achieve is to delay the inevitable. You made the mistake... now deal with it. But wait! There's hope yet. Just because it fails now, doesn't mean it's doomed to fail forever. In T3, the machines fail 3 fucking times to eliminate John Connor in the past, only to eventually kill him in the future anyway. John and Kate Brewster were split up after macking into each other in their friend's basement by the appearance of the 2nd T-800 (Arnie) and the T-1000 (Agent Doggett)... but Fate reunited them ten years later in Kate's workplace. Not only that, but Fate also ensured that Kate's fiancé would end up brutally murdered by the T-X in order to remove him from the equation. I'd say it was convenient... but that's just how Fate works, isn't it? So yeah... hang in there. If you were meant to be with her, then just chill and Fate will make it so in the end... even if it means sending a Terminator over to blow her fiancé up. If you weren't meant to be with her, then maybe Fate might send you a naked chick that can spontaneously enlarge her boobs to your preferred size. Hmmm... or maybe... just maybe... I'm just reading too much into what's possibly the most expensive B-grade movie ever made. 3rd August, 2003 Well, that was one whacky weekend. It was Tam's b'day gig on Friday night and we watched some a whole lotta anime from Cowboy Bebop to a weird one called Spriggan... which had Noah's Ark blowing the world up or something. Had to leave early though, because yet again I had to be in the city early in the morning to meet Nate. Throughout the day a whole lotta footage was taken for the skate video, which I'll put up in the News page. In case you're not interested, here's a painful image to pique your interest:
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didn't anyone tell me I was supposed to --- Anyway, most of Saturday was spent in the Frozen Northlands across the bridge! To shoot the video I had to go to this place in Wahroonga, so I figured while I'm there I'll head a bit further North and visit the Hermit at his secret hidden fortress. And while I was there, his dog Albie took a liking to me and kept trying to hump me. Like, every few minutes he'd be jumping at me and trying to hump me. I was watching MTV with Albie practically dry-fucking my arm! Now I know how Mel must've felt when we were dating. --- Nate: "Have you heard that new Stacie Orrico single? I think it's pretty good." Pan: "Why? Did she undergo the facial reconstruction surgery that I suggested?" Nate: "No, she's still ugly. But the song's good!" Pan: "You're so fucking shallow." I on the other hand, downloaded Amy Studt's song "Misfit" even though it's just moderately catchy and is pretty generic sounding... because she's pretty damn cute. And that's why I'm a decent human being. A decent human being that likes the Cameltoe song because the rice-looking chick in the group is pretty cute too. Oh and speaking of rice and toes... check out what I found at www.cameltoe.org:
This toe's
for you, Aaron. Oh, and Nate's recently stopped brushing his teeth in an effort to grow some tooth decay just so he has an excuse to get gold caps. 1st August, 2003 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAMMY!) Well I've updated the News page to include some of the new developments regarding the Skate video. Otherwise, well, not much is happening I guess. --- FUCK I HATE REVERSI!!! It's a bullshit game that I will never ever get good at. I lose when I play it on my phone; I lose when I play against online BEGINNER players on Internet Reversi. I mean, the one time I came close to winning... the motherfucker bugged out and left. He didn't even resign and concede defeat... he just quit. Well fuck you, you motherfucking cock-teasing cuntrag. Fuck you in every single goddamn orifice you have... and when I'm done with them I'm going to rip new ones in you and fuck them too! And then I'm going to tear your head off and shit in your neck hole. Reversi is a bullshit game played by ugly mongoloid dipshits like the lead singer of 3 Doors Down. --- Whoa... I think that beer's starting to kick in. Woo :] And now to lighten things up again, here's a picture of Drakey. Ain't he just the cutest thing in the world?
Shit! I've
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