Yeah regarding the whole "learning to cook" thing - pretty sure it's pointless, since evident from tonight's meal, I have no skill whatsoever.
"Practically an Iron Chef" may be a slight overstatement
posted by jaseypoo! @ 9:29 PM
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I read the Financial Review and The Economist, and could talk for hours about contemporary strategic behaviour between global hegemonies, or the benefits of laissez faire economic policy in influencing democratic reform in totalitarian regimes.
Yet when I talk to some of my friends, it inevitably boils down to...
michael says:
bo gay fucker
jase says:
no u
michael says:
what u up2
jase says:
checking my email pretty much
michael says:
looking at gay porn then lol
jase says:
yeah, you're in it
jase says:
I see you sucking off guys
michael says:
as always i knew u like me
jase says:
lets just be friends
michael says:
fag fag
michael says:
any news going around *censored* told me that she would let some1 fuck her ass what a slut lol
jase says:
nothing THAT exciting
jase says:
whats her number again
posted by jaseypoo! @ 7:05 PM
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The new Modest Mouse album is out. Listening to it as I type this. By the way, if you got some sort of invitation by me to join Tagged, don't. Not because I don't like you, but because I only joined for Cor's sake, and you shouldn't have to join some mediocre friendster ripoff for my sake.
posted by jaseypoo! @ 9:58 PM
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"Jason, do you have any idea why Fiona has written extreme to the max as comments on your feedback form?". Neil (my boss) looked at me from acros the room. We hand out feedback forms after we finish projects for external stakeholders.
I laughed, quickly trying to disguise it as a coughing fit. No one bought it.
"Err..I don't know?"
"Next time, don't make people write things like that on your form. It's supposed to be serious...and honest". It was a soft reprimand, he was clearly amused.
"Neil, that's preposterous. She could've of legitimately thought my work to be extreme...to the max!". I made whirling motions with my arms as Lee groaned and shook her head, though unable to conceal her amused expression.
Dammit, I could've been the only one with feedback forms like that.
posted by jaseypoo! @ 8:09 PM
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After an exciting Western Force win over the Hurricanes (well, from what I saw inbetween lining up for more beer, food, and peeing like an old woman) I managed to convince Peter and Michael to meet up with Jonno + Goody(sp?) + Julia to go to the Windsor Hotel. It's a great place, with tasteful seetings and decent music, though I wanted to punch some of the people there in the face. I was drunk and tired and a little bit cranky again. I sleep fitfully nowadays.
I started talking to Julia later on that night and was relating a story of an observation I'd made during the day, which I found very humorous. I'll share it later, since somehow the topic of fate and meeting your soulmate came up.
"I used to be naive (about love), but now I know better" she uttered.
I looked at her to see if she was being serious, and laughed. "That is so cliche". Mistake. Even as those words came out of my mouth I knew I'd offended her. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and inside her head I could see her take what I'd said and extrapolate, and extrapolate upon those extrapolations.
I was stuck in an exponential shit vortex somewhere in that mind of hers. All aboard the SS FUBAR, one way only.
I forged on regardless - the benefits(?) of alcohol. "It's like you pulled it from a book or something". I put my hands together like a book, making fwip sounds as I turned the pages of this imaginary book. I must be a masochist.
"So you're saying that I'm still naive, and that I've learnt nothing from my past experiences?" she fired at me.
"No". I am a turtle in his shell.
"Then what you're saying is that I don't know anything about what love is?".
"No". I mentally noted to never talk to a girl about a subject so heavy while under the influence. Like the million times before it, I would never be able to hold myself to it.
"What I am saying, is that you shouldn't make comments like that so early in life - that in the end, we don't really know anything about love - it's a constant process of learning".
Or something like that. My memory is hazy at this point. While this conversation is slightly paraphrased, the gist of the conversation is correct. We can't make such bold statements like that anywhere, because in the end, we don't know anything about love, or life, or any other subject for that matter. I definitely don't. I once read a story about Socrates, in which the Oracle pronounced him the wisest man in the world, to which he replies something to the lines of "If I am wisest, it is because I know that I know nothing". I wished I'd remembered to quote that last night.
It's something that I've taken to heart. You may think you know everything there is to know about something or someone, and then life throws you a curveball and makes you realise that well, maybe you don't know everything.
Julia is right, in her own way, and I am wrong, in my own way. But the reverse is just as true. Or false. Whatever.
As closure to the story, she went to sit with Peter after a short awkward silence.
AND WE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER - THE END.
posted by jaseypoo! @ 1:32 PM
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...each one is a setting sun
Wilco is coming to Perth. You know I'm going, would you like to join me?
posted by jaseypoo! @ 9:38 PM
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tales of misadventure in the city of lights.
