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Tuesday, December 30, 2003 As a previous entry indicates, I have now seen Return of the King. It was fantastic. I think I liked it the best of the 3 films, but I could just be saying that as this one tied everything up nicely... It was very sad at some stages toward the end, and on multiple times I thought it was going to end, but was then surprised and happy that we were continuing the journey with the Fellowship. At one stage in the movie, I became very aware that I was watching it with about 300 others. There was a scene without score or dialogue for just a few seconds, and even though the silence of the film made its way through to the seated audience, (which was a feat in itself), I was still conscious of the fact that I was but one of hundreds sitting experiencing the same movie, but that we all got something different and special out of it. Very hot today. Am sweating and sticking to this chair... Really must leave because of that reason. Also, thanks to Simon for the AWESOME Futurama blog. I will be sure to do something with it. I don't think it will take the place of this here blog, but maybe you and I can use it to do random things.... What's everyone doing for New Year's Eve? posted by AJ | 7:19 PM | Lumma's MSN name is currently "The Lyrics in Pop Songs Seem to Describe my Life Uncannily Accurately", which is so true... Kelly Clarkson's LOW: Everybody's talkin' But they don't say a thing They look at me with sad eyes but I don't want their sympathy It's cool you didn't want me Sometimes you can't go back Why'd you have to go and make a mess like that? Well I just have to say Before I let go... Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so? When the truth came out Were you the last to know? Were you left out in the cold? 'Cause what you did was low But am I surprised? That's the thing... I think I am. Which is silly of me... Delta Goodrem's PREDICTABLE: You're just so predictable In every way I want you to know I know your game It's so unbelievable how you never change Hoobastank's OUT OF CONTROL: I've done everything as you say I've followed your rules without question I thought it'd would me see things clearly But instead of helping me to see I look around and it's like I'm blinded I'm spinning out of control Out of control I'm spinning out of control Out of control Where should I go? What should I do? I don't understand what you want from me Cause I don't know If I can trust you I don't understand what you want from me I feel like I'm spinning out of control Try to focus but everything's twisted And all alone I thought you would be there (Thought you would be there) To let me know I'm not alone But in fact that's exactly what I was posted by AJ | 12:28 PM | Sunday, December 28, 2003 Hello. It's AJ again. Now Erica is playing the keyboard and I am blogging. She is introducing me to Modes, and Dorian Scales. I am completely un-musical and have just taught myself. I get all my knowledge of music from Erica.... Ummm, dyed my hair tonight. Blonde. Blonder anyway... I like it. We then watched two episodes of Kath and Kim tonight before deciding to go on the Internet and play keyboard... Erica's self-promotion aside, you should visit her blog! Its really fantastic. Soon, well hopefully anyway, she will post her new mp3, Holiday, which I heard tonight... Will see Lord of the Rings: Return of the King tomorrow night, which will be good... posted by AJ | 10:51 PM | Woahhhh.....AJ's blogger layout is COMPLETELY different to mine... he has a post and publish button! This is Erica, speaking from AJ's house, through AJ's blog. I shall use this time to run an short advertising campaign for two of the greatest websites on the net. Bored? Looking for something to stimulate the grey matter? Feel in the mood for some musing, music and madness? Then you can't go past the good times and crazy times of Erica's Blog! There's random writings, quirky poetry, downloadable mp3s and other tidbits for you. Go there...you know you want to! If that first site didn't *inspire* you to leave AJ's blog, then maybe this next one is for you. Aimed at teenage girls, Aspire is a site that helps you live out your dreams, reach your goals, and become the best YOU you can be. Although only new in the world of E-Zines, there are articles on topics such as writing better fiction, creating custom t-shirts and boosting your self confidence. Make sure you go, have a surf around and sign up to the forum! Your dreams are waiting... Now, after that shameless stint of self promotion, I shall talk about something different. AJ is currently playing some nice keyboard. He is currently playing "Kissing You", which is a lovely song that was featured in the movie Romeo and Juliet, directed by the very talented Baz Luhrman. AJ has asked me to post a poem I posted on my blog a few days ago, so here it is! Take a peek behind my cryptic lines What do you see? Did I hide a mirror there? I'm sure you see your face And I know you stop to admire Take a listen to your words for once What do you hear? Was that a contradiction? I know for sure there's lying And I'm certain this piece doesn't fit with that Turn your eyes from inside out If you can see past your own vanities Unfold your ears, I don't think you heard me You were too busy listening to the sound of your voice Wring out your hands of the guilt you feel Guilt towards staining your own reputation Hang out your sorries in neat little rows Seems you forgot the pegs - they've all blown away Not that they ever hung where they should have Still they looked pretty...just like you There's that reflection again Couldn't help yourself could you I feel sorry for you and your vanity... Kinda fits with the themes of AJ's recent posts...if ya get my drift... For more poetry like this visit MY blog! Well, that's it from me - I'm sure AJ will make a post soon to feed your eager minds! ~ Erica ~posted by AJ | 10:32 PM | Hello to all... Had a fantastic day today. Work was busy, but it didn't matter. Didn't do anything when I got home mid-afternoon - and then in the night time, I caught up with some friends I hadn't seen in far too long; Monique, Kate, Wendy + James for dinner. Was very nice to distance myself from certain people and get fresh perspective, honesty and friendship from an outside source. None of this Dawson's Creekness for me. No, thanks. Great night with good company, good food, hilarious topics of conversation, being refused entry as we didn't have ID at a 'we think we're too good for the eastern suburbs' nightclub at Eastland and Swiss Mountain Malts. Was generally excellent, open and much fun. Much fun. ********************************************* In other news, I have discovered that the collective noun for penguins is: A WADDLE of Penguins on land... 
...and a RAFT of Penguins in the water! ********************************************* In other news, I seem to become especially nostalgic around this time of year. For obvious reasons, as year ends and we are about to embark upon another, but more than that, feel's like a bit of a crossroads. One degree ends for me, and I hope to enter another... But this makes me ask: Did I achieve what I wanted to in 2003...? Let' see - I graduated from my degree! - I went to Canberra to work for the government, meaning I lived by myself for 3 months of the year... - I upgraded to my full Driver's Licence... - I learnt a lot about myself, have grown into myself, am am becoming the person I want to be. - My eyes have opened to the people I want to keep in my life and the reasons therein... - I've become far more competent with this here Blogger template, and 'technology' on the whole... - Have helped to create ReciproCITY with some good mates. - Have established some fantastic friends, (thru Canberra/Fenner and uni) and maintained and nurtured others I care about... - I learnt Beginner's Dutch! (Ik heb Nederlands gelernt) - I'm getting better (well I think) at playing piano and am having fun with it... - I became a groupie for a non-existent Jazz Band!! - I got very very drunk on several occasions... and had the obligatory hangover that goes with I think it's been a good year.... Similarly, if someone had've said to me as I entered uni that I would've studied Chinese for two years, studied Chinese in China, German for three years, Dutch for one semester, travelled to Canberra to work with the Federal Government all by the time I finish my degree in three years time, I would have called the Thought Police!! But it happened! I guess you get out, what you put in...posted by AJ | 12:09 AM | Friday, December 26, 2003 Hope everyone had a great Christmas. I know I did. From the endless food at my Aunty's to the fact that there were 3 Italians having Christmas Lunch with us, to Ang's Christmas "party" (if you could call it that) in the nighttime, it was all good. Here are some more photos from the Graduation BBQ: 
posted by AJ | 6:25 PM | Wednesday, December 24, 2003 Christmas Eve. Pretty much went down as I thought it would... Worked at the K-Dog, which was nice and busy as you would imagine. Collecting bikes and BBQs from Layby as one would expect... Now I am: - eating prawns; - drinking a Slurpee; - doing a Crossword; - downloading mp3s - listening to a Bond flick behind me Pretty cool. Oh and Zimon - Grad BBQ went down as I said it would too... But your email from a little over a week ago is still very very cool.: as for the bbq... that's why I sent the email, it will take some serious organising... as for "I'm just going to rock up at some stage during the day", fuck no. I'll tell ya this is how its going to be: you'll get there at 12:30, with your dad and shane, and then sit around (possibly in robes) drinking beer (or alcoholic variant) and eating sausages untill 4:30, then we'll wander down to the stadium by 5:30, register at 6, graduate, and then proceed to get drunk till 8 the next morning. this isn't graduating, this is a family-included (early at least) course-wide endurance event. AND YOU WILL BE THERE. I was there. And it was great. Merry Christmas to everyone that visits here - even if you happen to stumble by some time... Enjoy spending this day, and all others, with the ones you love. Enjoy it while you can, there may not be other chances to. (to all those overseas / far away, am thinking of you...) posted by AJ | 8:59 PM | Tuesday, December 23, 2003 Yimob says: lkjhgfdsa AJ says: asdfghjklkjhgfdsa Yimob says: nice response. nice response. posted by AJ | 10:46 PM | It's not just about forgiveness. It's about knowing you did the wrong thing. And learning from it. And respect. posted by AJ | 10:00 PM | Never Get There Showbag All I have is nothing You know the spark is not there But part of me is holding on Because I don’t know where To fall and do you care? Well, I doubt it… The kind of pain that follows To feel all alone I know, I haven’t lost a friend But it’s broken everything And you know that I kind of fear the truth I would die for you I would die for you But you’d never guess that, would you? When you were strong, We were all right But you were never wrong It’s like a Hollywood film around you tonight I know the ending halfway through And again I lose So it is time to go You leave a note for me I will not require When all the while it’s me It was all make-believe We could never get there, could we? posted by AJ | 9:26 PM | It's late. Should go to bed. Probably won't be able to sleep when acually in bed, as my disquiet mind tends to wander and wane, with minutes, then hours passing before i realise i'm still awake, eyes wide open, staring vacantly onto a wall, or a reflection or nothing at all. or looking within. Visit Erica's blog, for a fantastic poem. posted by AJ | 2:37 AM | Monday, December 22, 2003 Who would've thought that talking about what's affecting you could actually make you feel better?posted by AJ | 11:33 AM | Sunday, December 21, 2003 thanks, Erica. You are a 
Those  s over my head are going away...
posted by AJ | 2:02 AM | Saturday, December 20, 2003 I will, however, say this: Thanks to Zimon for calling me at approximately 12:51 am this morning for a hilarious phone call after a barrage of to and fro text messages. Where the hell did that pineapple come from!? I am still disturbed about it.... And come to think of it, my head kind of hurts.. A door might do that to you, I guess :) The call cheered me up no end. I'll also say these...: Hell, it's a Toyota still, eh? No, slang is a signal, son. Now, Diana is sure, Russian aid won. ... if ya get what I mean... posted by AJ | 8:42 PM | A little while ago I asked: "why do i have a blog again?" One response was Because we all have something to say, and somewhere there is someone who is willing to listen. Am struggling to think of valid reasons to keep it. I have nothing to say. posted by AJ | 5:40 PM | Thursday, December 18, 2003 Graduation 2003 Wow. What a great day. Very very cool... Started when Zimon and I met for the pre-Graduation BBQ, or we in the biz like to call it 'Gradfest' - hi Shazza!... BBQ at the Fig Tree area was fantastic, even though numerous people questioned the fact that it was indeed a fig tree... It was. Read the plaque. Anyway, was a wonderful atmosphere. It took 3 years for all of our families to meet each others', but you get that... It was such a hot day. Lucy didn't recognise me in my shirt and tie. I think the sunnies must've done it too... And Lynton said I was looking 'corporate'. I took it as a compliment. 
Donned the gowns and took numerous photos prior to the actual ceremony. We could not, for the life of us, work out the bonnet... Some looked OK.... Oh well. What can you do? It's pink after all.... Here's one: 
From there, to the Oxford, then dinner at Don Dons where Simon laughed at my fear of birds. Evil, disgusting, little creatures that they are... Met Jen there. She drove us to Telstra Dome. That car ride was pretty funny... Somehow we got there, not that my navigation was very good. I always forget about hook turns... The ceremony itself was fantastic. I think I've said before that I am a big fan of organisation and 'events' on the whole. The logistics of the ceremony, where 5,500 people graduated, were beound belief. Yet they pulled it off! Sat next to Rhianna and Rebecca for the ceremony and the gown hurt my shoulders like you wouldn't believe. I enjoyed the doctorate section immensely - those topics for their theses were so bizarre and interesting. Well, some anyway: like the one about AusAID and the one about beer... I must also mention how funny it was when the lady who allowed us to use the Aboriginal land at the stadium, spoke in her native tongue and the signer just went blank with this confused, awkward expression on her face :) Got some great photos of us in our gowns, looking dapper. Then to Bunker, which was fantastic. So much drinking, dancing, talking. Was awesome. Sorry to Lucy and Loretta for my drunken German. Those tequila and cowboy shots were yummy though! Ooooh, I must also thank my mentor in silent ordering of drinks, Hayley. What a champ. I then proceeded to tell others about it. The apprentice became the master... Oh and Matt - thanks for the usage of those sunnies. So cool. As you can imagine, I was quite hungover today. Did not remember large chunks of the evening. But I did remember the swirling, intricate pattern of the wallpaper in the toilet there... and analysing body language with Zimon, and dancing up a storm. Thanks for your votes by the way. Hahahahahahaha. I think I also said goodbye to Lynton with a homie style grip of the hand... Yeah, so very seedy today. Thanks for your calls and smses. There must be some kind of 24 hour bug going around or something.... And I want to thank you for giv-ing me the best day of my lifeposted by AJ | 10:58 PM | Wednesday, December 17, 2003 quiet john mayer Midnight Lock all the doors Turn out the lights Feels like The end of the world This (Tuesday) night There's not a sound Outside the snow's coming down And somehow And can't seem to find The quiet inside My mind 3:02 The space in this room Has turned on me All my fears Have cornered me here Me and my (computer) screen The volume's down Blue lights are dancing around And still I can't seem to find The quiet inside My mind Daylight is climbing the walls Cars start, feet walk the halls The world wakes and now I am safe At least by the light of day At least by the light of day love song for no one john mayer Staying home alone on a Friday Flat on the floor looking back On old love Or lack thereof After all the crushes are faded And all my wishful thinking was wrong I'm jaded I hate it I'm tired of being alone So hurry up and get here So tired of being alone So hurry up and get here Searching all my days just to find you I'm not sure who I'm looking for I'll know it When I see you Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom Staying up all night just to write A love (blog) for no one I could have met you in a sandbox I could have passed you on the sidewalk Could I have missed my chance And watched you walk away? You'll be so good You'll be so good for me posted by AJ | 12:35 AM | Tuesday, December 16, 2003  You are water. You're not really organic; you're neither acidic nor basic, yet you're an acid and a base at the same time. You're strong willed and opinionated, but relaxed and ready to flow. So while you often seem worthless, without you, everything would just not work. People should definitely drink more of you every day. Which Biological Molecule Are You? brought to you by Quizilla posted by AJ | 12:19 PM | Monday, December 15, 2003 why do i have a blog again...?posted by AJ | 11:08 AM | Sunday, December 14, 2003 Falling Don't say what you're about to say Believe me, you want my faith And I believe You'll find a way Or Will you keep on falling Until you reach the ground? Of your lonely mind, will you ever find yourself again? Will you keep on dying until you've finally found a better place where you find you will not wake up again? What you see is crystal war What you breathe is silver air Weigh this moment with the future of your dreams, no longer there What you see if burning black What you breathe is empty air So weigh this moment with the future Of your dreams, no longer there You're falling, yeah So take my hand And come on, let's fly There's someone laughing From the corner of their cage But to fly amongst the mountains You must dance within the waves posted by AJ | 12:12 AM | Saturday, December 13, 2003 Erica just left from a fun night of mucking about... had dinner at Smoken Joe's which was cool. A bright place. Looked like a roller rink that had been converted to a restaurant. Erica said that the green building was 'intrusive' to which i said it was saying 'in your face, nature' :) we ate steak sandwiches. great to be a carnivore. large portions too. recommended. then drove back and watched a tragic snippet of Britney's IN THE ZONE - did you know her and Madonna are 'hot best new friends now'? - before the 2nd half of Two Towers, before watching Police Academy, which is a great 80s movie. Mahoney is a champ.... spoke to Lucie on MSN - she's in India (Pune actually) and seems to be having fun... Told me to make a link to ReciproCITY - should do that. Incidentally, no one knows where dust comes from and it has created quite stir among the comments. simon has created a hilarious pong game - i laughed so much when i played it. why am i not tired? you'd think i would be... ooooh that awesome film clip for Powderfinger's SUNSETS just started. must watch... did watch. i like it. it's great... nice. posted by AJ | 12:58 AM | Thursday, December 11, 2003 Perhaps the great song, ever, about social groupings and equality...... Tism's Whatareya? Whatareya? You’re a yob or you’re a wanker - Take your fucking choice; So who is your favorite genius: James Hird or James Joyce? You ever seen a live performance? Join the wanker club. You thought I meant table top dancing? You’re a yobbo, bub. What are ya? Yob or wanker? Wankers once used mobile phones, But now that’s sorta changing; And yobs once lived in cottage homes Ain’t social change amazing? If a yob and wanker want a girl, The wanker guy will get her - Both are equally ugly, But the wanker hides it better. A wanker fights inequality, And for people’s rights; A wanker fights class prejudice. A yobbo just fights. Yob or wanker - wanker or yob - Pass me the brush to tar ya; Make your choice then live your life: Come on, pal: what are ya? posted by AJ | 9:12 PM | Wednesday, December 10, 2003 But everybody thinks that everybody knows about everybody else, nobody knows anything about themselves cos they're all worried about everybody else tired. worked again today. busy. 15 days to christmas - a sign tells us at the front of the store, so it must be right!!! spoke to simon on my lunch/tea whatever break from 5-6pm. well not all that time, but a portion of it which was very cool. spoke about Hutt and its prince. That's very strange. I wanna learn more. Where can I do this? must convince him to come to Belgrave. Perhaps incessant and constant and annoying "COME ONs" are required... COOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMEEEEEEE ONNNNNNNNNN look at all the crazy stuff we've put up to ReciproCITY. Simon - love that Oxford Scholar pic. Did you take it? A week to Graduation and that marathon 20 hour drinking festival ;) Can't wait!!! See you all later on posted by AJ | 10:59 PM | Monday, December 08, 2003 hey Zimon. I know you'll read this. If you could please get cracking with some of those pesky ReciproCITY Announcements that would be swell. I must go to work. 8 hours a day. many days. also you need to update your blog about the meat and booze festival as well.... hope you had a good bday mate posted by AJ | 12:20 PM | Sunday, December 07, 2003 In other news, it is Zimon's birthday. Happy birthday Zimon. Have a great day. The sparrow would've been a good start. **** Also, be sure to check out Mel's updated blog. It's great! posted by AJ | 1:50 PM | I don't know why I go to some parties sometimes. No. Change that. I go to celebrate the person's birthday or the occassion they're celebrating, but that's really all. You get there and it's really just the same party everyone's reliving since High School. Over and over. Admittedly the venue changes etc., but the people are all still the same. We've grown a bit older, have perhaps a few more interesting stories to share, but that's it. And you're left sitting down for most of the night, talking to the people who were and will remain, your true friends. It was nice to catch up with a few people I haven't seen since High School, but other than that it's all meaningless small-talk. Really. It is. So what's you been up to? Oh you know, not much. Work. Uni. Life. Yourself? Yeah, same... Went here. Went there. Oh yeah... That's nice. It's the same with everyone though. But do others notice this? They speak a lot but say nothing. Words. No action. No anything. Nothing. Or am I the oddity observer who, unlike others, sees things differently? Don't get involved. Stay out of it. It's worked for me in the past. I think that's what I'm missing. Heartfelt communication. People saying what they mean; what they feel. You're not even interested / remotely concerned when you ask the meaningless questions. But they need to be asked to keep the awkward silences at bay, don't they? Anything to get you through the night and to ensure the facade of having a good time is preserved. If you're going to enter a conversation, at least ask how people are before speaking about yourself. Drivel. Bullshit. No matter how transparent and insincere the question is, ask it. At least that way it may seem as if you care. (We know otherwise, but it's OK...) In time, hopefully you'll start to ask those questions and mean it. You gotta start somewhere. Less about me. More about you. Less about you. More about me. Communication is a two-way process. Have you realised that yet? Do what's right. Stay at the party for speeches. Don't take the supposed 'better' offer. It is, after all, a friend's 21st - something that occurs once. Once. Once. Once. In time to come when we speak of this night, you'll not remember it. Your choice. You weren't there. I guess, then again, neither was I. Think of how your actions will have conseqeuences. Be a good boy. Drive. Responsibly. Remember why they want to be with you in the first place. Don't place blame. Live up to your responsibility as a fellow human being. Tell people of your plans. Your wishes. Don't put them in that position. Put yourself out - not others. Selfishness cannot be twisted. Have morals. Have virtues. Standards. Qualms. Respect. Trust. Dignity. Shame. Honesty. Heartfelt communication. I think that's what I'm missing. posted by AJ | 1:42 PM | Friday, December 05, 2003 Hey taxpayers. Thought you might like this... My bro was looking up the 1966 edition of the Melways on the Net! (Yes, he's an ubergeek) It's crazy! So many changes have been made to our fair city! Click the link and find your neck of the woods - 1966 edition of Melways Speaking of necks and woods, Simon, I was in yours. Caught the train to Newport this evening to have dinner at my bro's girlfriend's place.... P.S. You have to check out the Drive Ins on the first page of the Melways.... There were so many - one just around the corner from you no doubt! posted by AJ | 11:04 PM | So, you like the new HaloScan comments huh? (Yes, Simon... that's directed entirely to you) I got my full Driver's Licence today, even though it doesn't kick in until late this month. It makes me feel grown up. It also makes me feel as if I should be able to drive. Well. Responsibly. In other news, Erica wasn't as freaked out by IT as I know some people have been..... :) Am currently reading Dude, Where's My Country?. It's very good. I like Michael Moore's style of writing a lot. It makes me feel as if I'm not reading at all, but the info just seems to seep into my brain. posted by AJ | 12:46 PM | Thursday, December 04, 2003 The good person/people over at the.monkey.manifesto visited my site! Someone must've clicked the link here on HEREIN to their site... They weren't sure if I was a guy or a girl! AJ is a bit ambiguous, granted... If you then click into the Snappy Retorts section, you'll see that someone, a SUPER SLEUTH even, discovered I was a guy, by "Clicking on right-clicking and choosing properties I noticed "AJ" in about every title, and the only constant is the the taller red-faced guy who looks as nice as apple pie. I therefore conclude that AJ is a guy." Awwwwww, shucks! :) posted by AJ | 11:15 AM | just finished speaking to Matt from NYC, where it snowed a little the other day! Mark and he met up with Abid 4 days ago and in a few weeks he and Mark will go to Miami for a for a few days, then return back to NY for a couple of weeks... Matt said they visited Ground Zero, which was "an empty block in the middle of the financial district" Sounds like they are having a great time. Zimon - deleting the Nedstat counter was the first thing I tried. I did that when I first noticed my comments weren't displaying. When I realised by deleting it, the comments STILL weren't displaying, I put it back up even though I can't get it to work... Oh and also - How did you find the magenta stole? (And don't say on a map...) posted by AJ | 10:47 AM | Wednesday, December 03, 2003 hey everyone... for some reason my blog is not showing the comments that you may or may not have left. I don't know why this is. If someone can help, please do... !!! I went and saw george perform on Monday night at BMW Edge, Federation Square. The support act was Missy Higgins. It was an excellent concert... I was very impressed with the venue and Missy Higgins! I hope she releases an album very soon... Must get her EP. I remembered her song All For Believin' from JJJ's Unearthed and was really happy to see that she was supporting george in their latest tour - must vote for her song Greed For Your Love in the Net 50 :) Incidentally, I went up to her afterwards to say how much I enjoyed the show. She was suitably embarassed and taken aback. It was such an awesome set of songs and they were all very personal and great! george played a lot of their old stuff, with some new songs from their forthcoming album, Unity. Was quite cool. The highlight for me would've been the acoustic set in the middle of the concert. They played some choice tracks, including a very reggae-d up version of Sellout, which was cool. They also played a a couple of rare b-sides that I feel many people in the audience would've known, which was good for me! hahaha When Release was played, Katie requested people to get up and boogie at the front of the seating, much to the chagrin of the people in the first row, I feel. It was cool that there was such an awesome vibe for a Monday night in the venue though! It really was rocking out! Today, I went with Joel to collect my gown, tickets &c. for Graduation. Also got Grad photo taken. Was surprisingly painless and well organised. Well done RMIT. For those in the BA(IS) that don't know, we wear magenta on our stole. Joel thought this to be very funny. His honeysuckle was tame in comparison... posted by AJ | 2:21 PM | Monday, December 01, 2003 Here are some photos from Mel's killer End of Exams party, held on the 8th of November in her plush pad in Southbank... Enjoy. 
posted by AJ | 3:37 PM | What's with Crunchies? I mean, really....? They are like Violet Crumbles. Only worse, right? Does anyone else agree? They seem to be made of the same stuff... honeycomb, milk chocolate... yet the Crunchie is the Violet Crumble's bad-tasting cousin. It's that relative that you don't really see until Christmas. It stays hidden away, while all the other, better-tasting, QUALITY chocolates have been devoured. At least in this household... How can this be? All you supposed food scientists / tasties, I ask a simple question. I wish for a simple answer..... That brings me to the point that 'taste' (or lack thereof) is not genetic. Mum loved Crunchies. I do not. My entire family LOVES tomato (in all forms). I do not - i tolerate it in a pasta sauce. In its raw form, I despise it. If I do eat it, to be polite when out as a guest at someone's house or what have you, my brother believes I have this thing called Tomato Face. It is a scrunching of the face in order to swallow something so vile and slimy (and mostly water actually!) to get through the foul taste.... Of course, I have never seen Tomato Face, as well... one can't see their own face when they are eating. I know of a few others out there (Zimon, Will) who, like I, have an aversion to raw tomato. Anyone else? In completely non related news, why is called a rasher of bacon? Does anyone else find this perplexing? WHAT THE HELL is a RASHER?! And a rasher of bacon is only for bacon, is it not? I have no clue what a piece of other meat is called.... measure words are quite odd, generally, aren't they (and I'm not even talking about collective nouns!!)? A ream of paper... I found this excellent blog from the front page of BLOGGER.com. It is entitled the.monkey.manifesto and I found it to be hilarious and very well written. The articles/entries/blogs about Metrosexuals (Mark Simspon defined) and Gaydar (The Prejudice behind Gaydar) were particularly good. If you don't know what a metrosexual is, it is (allegedly) defined as: The typical metrosexual is a young man with money to spend, living in or within easy reach of a metropolis -- because that's where all the best shops, clubs, gyms and hairdressers are. He might be officially gay, straight or bisexual, but this is utterly immaterial because he has clearly taken himself as his own love object and pleasure as his sexual preference. Particular professions, such as modeling, waiting tables, media, pop music and, nowadays, sport, seem to attract them but, truth be told, like male vanity products and herpes, they're pretty much everywhere. LOLOLOLOLOL 
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