tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62451102011-04-22T05:45:42.925+10:00From zero to crazy in 3 seconds flat.Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comBlogger311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1089303875642323592004-07-09T02:22:00.000+10:002004-07-09T02:24:35.643+10:00

But do chnge your dial bat-fans! TIOM is moving to a new location, and getting a new name. TIOM has morphed into 'Sunday of my Life', and come and view it now at http://sunday.yarinareth.net Many thanks again to Dorothea for giving me this webspace, subdomain and WordPress blog of my very own to play aorund with

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Why indeed. Why, if they have a problem at work with the hours I'm claiming, concerns about if the hours I claim actually translate into my work output, if I am, actually, being honest about the whole thing; well why didn't they ask me earlier? Why give me a weekend of wondering where my pay was? And really, if they've got a concern with paying me, why not take it up with me as soon as

Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1087978778207982292004-06-23T18:16:00.000+10:002004-06-23T18:19:38.206+10:00

I'm currently at the comocile of my good friend Drewboy, about ot partake of a seafood dinner he feels he owes me for helping him study for our Networking exams. God this food smells good. He cooks with alot of garlic, and that's just the way I like it. We're having oven steamed/baked fish, prawns and scallops with rice and a creamy garlic sauce, and my mouth is watering already. Just thought

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So I went clothes shopping today. Most people can't seem to grasp the concept of just how much I hate this activity. Clothes shopping can be a trial for a lot of people, I'm sure. What to buy? What to buy? So many decisions, so much range. Eh, good luck to them. My problem is exactly the opposite. As I have vouchsafed in times past, I'm not a small guy, and I am working on this, but every

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Well...ok, maybe I am in a couple of ways it's the end of the semester, I've finished my exams and all my work and I'm a free soul for the next 30 days. I'm going to take a week off then spend most of my time at work. I'll be earning more money than ever before for three weeks of so, and that can't help but be a good thing. I may finally get my networking tools (I'm buying my labeler this

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My good friend Dorothea has written an entry in Caveat Lector, her blog, that has touched me in a very special way. It reveals to me two things we have in common, we're both blind as bats without our glasses and we both believe that there is a circle of hell reserved for the person or persons who came up with the idea of Microsoft PowerPoint. Yes, I am a glasses wearing geek, as all my friends

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Just how much of an impression you've made on people in a short time. To further on my efforts to bring my new life experience into the public eye, but also to help spare myself the embarrasment of having an attack in public (something apparently that every panicer fears most of all), I have told my one of my two remaining teachers about it. FunkyTeacher reacted..well...not exactly as I

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I have entered what some would call a new phase in my life, and under advice from my good friend Dorothea I'm going to write aobut it, to see if I can make some sense out of it, and maybe lessen its effects on me. All through my life I've suffered mild anxiety, and considered it nothing. So I worry about things every once in a while, who doesn't? Last night though I suffered a full-blown panic

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I came home from work today with a major headache and feeling sick to my stomach Now, for most people this is a nice, normal sign of a nice mormal stress filled day, but not so for me. I don't get stressed in my new job, so why did I come home looking like one of the thousands of stressed out office workers and acting like one of the thousands of mellowed out stoners? Simple. Varnish and

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There's an old saying that I heard many a week ago now: "The first day of your first networking job will serve to show you how little you actually know". Boy, how true that is, especially when applied to me. I've been lax in my blogging as of late. I simply have had neither the time nor the inclination to write anything worth reading, so I simply haven't bothered. So, quick update: Last week

Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1083650428202815752004-05-04T15:33:00.000+10:002004-05-04T16:04:30.436+10:00

I think maybe it's time I tell you guys about the teacher at my school who helps me survive all of Fuckrag's crap. I'm going to call him Funkyteacher. This guy's really cool, and not in the nerdy, teasing kind of way. He's an eminently strange guy, makes very bad jokes and is of undefinable racial background. He's short, dark and ocassionally funny, but my god this guy knows things. He knows

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Well, let's add to the list of Fuckrag's faults 30,146: Fuckrag is a lying snake/wanker/whore/wanker/wanker/wanker OK...got that out of my system, time to tell y'all the story. There is another member of staff at that we (we being the members of my class at ) have been complaining to about Fuckrag, and this member of staff has been assisting us with our effort to have Fuckrag removed as our

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Well, kinda. After reading this entry of my fellow blogger Agent FaveEvader several times, I must say that I was apalled. Shocked. Flabbergasted. And other words that indicate a state of mind bordering on paralysis! I mean, sure, I knew abou this a few weeks back, but I wasn't really aware of how deeply the Agent felt about it. It saddens me, it really does, to see this happening. Connex

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First time in my life I've ever been refered to as a sexy nerd ;) Hey, what can I say...I know my stuff. :D Anyone else who wants to call me a sexy nerd, please...feel free.

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Wee...I love blogspot's ability to make posts backwards in time ;) I'm making this post from the future, realising that I forgot to blog about my night last night 2 days afterwards. OK, so as those who read my previous entry will know, I spent 9 hours last night as an extra for Jimeoin's new film "The Extra". I still have no idea what the hell the movie is about, but I do know that the poster

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Happy Easter Y'all... Well, read the title! I know it's late, but it had to be said. I must say that I certainly spent an interesting Easter weekend. Did my usual Dragonhunt thing on Saturday, and a good time was had by all hunting down Sturge Larkin so we can restore him to hit rightful place at the head of the Theif's Guild and run the Ruido Grande out of Ilium. Now, I know to must of you

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So, I come home from school today to find my sister crying. I have no idea what it's all about, but when I find out who was the cause of it...well...heads are going to roll. Maybe I better explain something here. See, my sisters and myself, particularly the one who's only three years older than me...well, we have our ups and downs, but this particular sister and myself, were very close. I

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Here we have another tale of Fuckrag, one of my teachers. Now, I'll admit it...I'm probably going to fail this class. Not through any fault of my own, but simply becuase Fuckrag doesn't like me. Quite frankly, I don't blame him for not liking me, I don't like him either. But, as far as I can see, that's no reason that I should fail. Maybe it could have something to do with the petition I

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OK...I realise it's only been a few minutes since my last entry, but I can't be buggered editing the last one, so I'm going to put this here. Another of my sisters moved out this weekend. That's two down, out of the three. It's strange. This particular sister could be the most abrasive person at time, but, goddammit, she is my sister. I'm not happy about the fact she isn't here, but I'm not

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Just a quick note for this message. I hate having sinuses. I really do! I've never had sinus problems in my entire life, but I have just spent a week and more with a headache, and a great feeling of pressure in my head. About the only concession, and this is not much of one, is that a couple of hours after I take my sinus medication everything becomes funny. And I mean everything. Someone

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One of the things that makes life bearable in this strange and wacky world I live in is cooking, and so I spend as much time doing it as I can. here then is my take on the standard ol' spaghetti bolegnese sauce. Obviously, it's your choice here to use pasta, tagatelli, spaghetti, fettuccini, whatever. OK, to make this sauce you will need: At least 800g of minced beef (well defrosted) 3 cloves

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Just finished watching the Melbourne International Comedy Festival Gala (boy, that's a mouthful). For those Aussies reading this, if you missed it, you missed a great show. For those who aren't priviledged enough to have Australian television...you poor, poor deprived people. The cream of international comedy was on there. Greg Fleet, Will Anderson...uh...several other people who names I

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Thank you! That is offically my bad pun for the day. Let me tell you what happened to me on Wednesday. Note for the unwary: Names of people and institutions/companies/dogs have been changed so that I cannot be sued for defamation. Thankyou. OK...so I, as part of the current course I'm doing, have to take a class on Hardware Fundamentals. Now, for a computer nerd who's being taking computers

Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1080478329435290882004-03-22T17:27:00.000+11:002004-03-28T22:55:41.903+10:00

Now, those who've read my first couple of posts may remember me mentioning Mr. Annoying, my next-door neightbour. He's a rather strange old guy, who lives all on his own in a house built for 6 people. Go figure. I do feel sorry for him sometimes, but not today. Not when he does things like this: Mr. Annoying was fixing the fence between out properties. Rather nice of him I thought, saves us

Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1073613293606841052004-01-09T12:47:00.000+11:002004-01-09T14:23:36.783+11:00

Rien tossed and turned in his bed, caught in the throes of a nightmare. Half-formed shapes emerged from the mists, falling back again before Rien could see what they are. Mad voices gibbered, screaming things in incomprehensible languages, and, over it all, the Song rang out. The Song was strange. It soothed and calmed with its gentle tones. Yet, somehow, it was worrying. There was

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I told you all I'd start writing an online novella sometime soon, so here's the first part. It's untitled at present, and here's the neccesary disclaimer: Many of the place names and character names in this online novella are taken, with permission, from the Dragonhunt, concieved, created, moulded, shaped, carved, cut and otherwise owned by Alan MacDougall (http://www.alanmacdougall.com/

Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1073393483169728942004-01-06T23:49:00.000+11:002004-01-06T23:51:42.836+11:00

One of my sisters just got a new Ericsson T610 mobile...and I've just spent the night setting up the software, transferring her contacts from her old phone, looking up a huge number of Orlando Bloom images (and she says she's not obsessed), sending them to her phone too, and getting various LotR things too like ringtones and screensavers and stuff and sending them there too... but, in the end,

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Happy new Year, Happy New Year. I hope you all had a good night; didn't get too drunk, had lots of fun with a group of good friends. Blah, blah, blah. Yada, yada, yada. For this New Years Day, I have decided to post up the first of what I hope are a long series of tutorials on various subjects. It will be coming up in my next post, just as soon as I finish it. I just wanted to wish everyone

Adrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17128785774663509166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6245110.post-1072383014197527862003-12-26T07:10:00.000+11:002003-12-26T07:10:30.566+11:00

Now, a bit of explanation before I begin. I'm the youngest child in my family, the youngest of four. I'm also the only male (aside from my father) in my family, so we all know what that means. I have three older sisters. The youngest two still live at home, and the eldest is married and now lives in New South Wales. The middle sister is off to Queensland today for a week. I hope she has a

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Well then boys and girls. Gifts have been exchanged in my looney-bin..er...house. On my list of things received this year We have: Lord of the Rings Monopoly - Trilogy edition This is very cool...includes 6 collectible pewter figurines of Aragorn, Arwen (or Galadriel, can't really tell the difference), Frodo, Gimli, Gandalf and Legolas. Also includes a brass version of the One Ring. Most

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Greetings all...well, as many can see, this is a new blog, run by me...Adrian the Insane. It's Christmas over here in the Merry Ol' Land of Oz, and I thought...hell if I had to do a Christmas greeting at one point, may as well make it my frist post too. More from me later, as life passes by. Come visit me and my buddies at the Ozone Asylum, land of the insane.

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