We’re the low-art Gloominati…
…and we aim to depress.
The scabaret sacrilegends -
this is the golden age of grotesque.
Gary :: Apr.26.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
…and we aim to depress.
The scabaret sacrilegends -
this is the golden age of grotesque.
Gary :: Apr.26.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
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in one of my dark and twisted moods now.
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<font color=”#ff0000″><font color=”#cc0000″>will relish it.</font>
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Gary :: Apr.22.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
currently trying to learn to play this song. wonderful, wonderful jazzy piece. sounds so happy too. with chords like Bm7b5 and E7b9, however, it’s gonna take some time.. cos there’re so many different ways to play the damn things…
oh gawd. just started pouring. strong gust of wind just delivered a good portion of rainwater through my open window. gah!
Gary :: Apr.21.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
for those really, really awful days when morons who don’t know better cross your path.
<a href=”http://www.adtdl.army.mil/cgi-bin/atdl.dll/fm/3-25.150/ch3.htm#p6″>ol’ fashioned takedown goodness</a>
Gary :: Apr.20.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
my writeup on E2 has been chinged!
for those not in the know, a ching is a peer-awarded recognition of cool and all chinged writeups are marked with a C! at the top. i have two! muaha.
<a href=”http://www.everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=1509133&lastnode_id=1509137″>read it here?</a>
an example of a very highly chinged writeup can be found <a href=”http://www.everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=1448507&lastnode_id=559126″>here</a>.
in other news:
fingertips are peeling rather badly, due to over-zealousness with my guitar. boredom breeds insanity, and i’ve found myself fingering weird, tuneless progressions more often than i’d like to admit. things are still pretty much ho-hum studies-wise, with nothing groundbreaking to mention.
noticed engineering girl from china in the reading room a couple of days back, and a few times since. she always wears the same pair of pajyma pants when she studies. it’s pink. and she rolls it up to her knees. Good Taste wanted for questioning; nowhere to be found. tianyun hazards that she might be feeling “hot”, though i hesitate with regards to the definition of “hot” i’m supposed to adopt. whatever. she’d better not get any hotter… one could go blind.
alex messaged the other day with a thought provoker: “being a tolerant person, should i tolerate intolerance?”
i had to think about it for quite some time before giving him an answer. just yesterday, i messaged him back with “you are an onion. discuss.” i don’t think he was too pleased at my frivolous question, and promptly told me it was a topic that “bings tears to my eyes.” i thought it rather punny.
must try to keep my future questions to him more philosophically oriented. will most probably message him later with “imagine an anus.” that oughta set him thinking for a while.
<hr>fun fact for the day: when slitting your wrists, cut <i>along</i>, not <i>across</i>. this will ensure maximum cleavage of the blood vessels, and minimize interference from those irritating little bones in your forearm. you’re <i>committing suicide</i>, for chrissakes! can’t afford to spend all day sawing through bones, eh?
not that anyone didn’t know already…
Gary :: Apr.20.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
just can’t bring myself to study.
<i>why? why? why?</i>
it sucks knowing that my exam isn’t too far away, and that right after my papers, i’d regret all this time spent updating my blog, say, instead of studying like i should.
<i>you’re a lazy bastard and you know it.
</i>no i’m not! i’m just… sigh… who am i trying to kid?
<i>told you so.</i>
Gary :: Apr.19.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
it’s now 6.50 am. i am still fixing my spyware infection. some process which constantly fucks with my registry is still running, and i can’t figure out which.
i have installed 2 more adware and spyware scanners since the my last journal update.
i am very upset.
“upset” being the understatement of the century.
i have crossed the point of mild irritation, crossed the point of fury.
i feel strangely calm now, and i have a very good idea of what i would do if i were to have my way with the son of a bitch who wrote this worm.
i would buy a penknife. a nice, new, shiny, razor sharp one.
i would slowly, gently, wedge the point of my nice, new, shiny, sharp razor under the nail of his left pinky. then i would take my time, slowly pushing it all the way in, wriggling, twisting, wedging, cutting, prying. i would hear the slight tearing of nail from flesh and watch as blood wells in the newly-formed cavity beneath the nail. i would carry on pushing, further and further, until the nail is wholly detatched from his little finger. i would listen to him scream. i would record the screams. and i would leave the room for an hour, while the screams are played back to him, over and over and over again, just so that he doesn’t forget how painful it was.
i would return an hour later, and start on the next finger. i would never say a single word to him, just soundlessly appear and do my stuff. the cycle would go on and on and on again, until i finish with his fingers. then i’ll start on his toes. one by one.
20 hours later, i should be done with his last toenail. by then, the scab on the first little finger i worked on should have hardened. i would then start all over again, this time cutting scab from flesh.
i’d only stop once the motherfucker dies of gangrene.
then i’d ship his corpse back to his mother and bill her for my time.
Gary :: Apr.18.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
it’s nearly 5. planned to sleep early but when the NAV alert came up, ugly as usual, screaming for my attention, i knew it would be useless to try until i got the whole thing sorted out.
comp’s been acting funny these couple of days. been detecting keylogging programs among my temp internet files. not to mention witnessing IE getting hijacked, its start page changed to some goddamn fly-by-night webpage in order to generate traffic for some lame-ass mofo with a warped sense of morals.
the recent virus alert was the last straw. am now conducting my first ever Operation Tinfoil-Hat. I have, over the past 2 days:
<ul> <li>updated my virus definition files twice.</li> <li>conducted a full system scan</li> <li>defragged. (why this seems important in the larger scale of things i do not know. i defragged anyway.)</li> <li>installed zonealarm and tweaked it to my linking. if profiles had names this one would be called “Paranoia”.</li> <li>installed spybot s&d, and did a full system scan, turning up 40+ spyware-related dlls. &*^%&%^$^$</li> <li>converted to Firefox. Fuck you, IE.</li> </ul>am considering getting some encryption and disk-wiping software, just for completeness’ sake. no freak-out can possibly be complete without some good, strong 4096 bit cryptography.
the largest security hole i can spot now is MS Outlook, which, i’m ashamed to say, i can’t do without. will be on the lookout for a good alternative though. maybe ximian evolution.
Gary :: Apr.17.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
(i) many have questioned the colour scheme of this blog.
(ii) and they inquired: oh why is it so dull? and dreary?
(iii) and i have spoken unto them thus: writing these, not being easy, neither should reading be.
(iv) at this, the questioners fell silent.
(v) and their hearts told them: move along now, your questioned have been answered,
(vi) there is nothing more to see.
(vii) and there was nothing more to see.
Gary :: Apr.16.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »
Maverick 4/16/200 4:30 AM haha
*~*The Jeerleader*~* 4/16/200 4:31 AM what?
Maverick 4/16/200 4:34 AM you know the cold and hot water distribution in the shower?
Maverick 4/16/200 4:34 AM for 2 cubicles?
*~*The Jeerleader*~* 4/16/200 4:34 AM yeah?
Maverick 4/16/200 4:34 AM they are the same piping
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM so if I adjust the cold. the other side will
have less cold water in comparison
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM same with hot..
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM just now Gavin was in the other cubicle..
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM I was done bathing…
*~*The Jeerleader*~* 4/16/200 4:35 AM hahaha
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM so I spent one minute alternating my taps..
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM wonder if he felt it…
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM whahaahhah
Maverick 4/16/200 4:35 AM dun tell him
*~*The Jeerleader*~* 4/16/200 4:35 AM HAHAHAHA
Maverick 4/16/200 4:36 AM one minute.. oww… hot..ooo cold… oww
hot… oooo cold….
*~*The Jeerleader*~* 4/16/200 4:36 AM HAHAHAHAHA
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just came back from short cycling trip with the usual bike gang… jared, gavin, sebas, weixiong and i. went up jurong hill… bloody quadraceps never felt so sore.
also had supper and beer.
mmm beer….
Gary :: Apr.16.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »