I used to love this show, back in 1992. And now a movie is coming. Worried? Yes.
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Just…. fuck you! 😦
I’ve never been so damn confused by a tv show.
I’m still no closer to understanding.
This is the infomercial guy from Channel 7’s The Morning Show
I just don’t know.
Remember Round the Twist? I loved this show to bits.
I think I’m getting more and more picky about food as I’m getting older.
I’ve decided I’m no fan of ham. Small amounts I can stand, but if, say, there’s more than one layer of ham in a foccacia, I just can’t eat it. The thought of a mouthful of ham horrifies me. It’s the same with pizza. A slice of pizza needs to have more of everything else than ham. If the ham outnumbers the other toppings, it’s revolting.
Also, lamb. In small pieces, lamb is wonderful. Especially if there’s couscous and grilled capsicum slices involved. But if that lamb is on the bone, I can’t go near it. I thikn it’s the insane amounts of grease that are often involved with lamb chops that’s sickened me.
This brings me to tonight’s dinner – some sort of cross between ham and chops. It wasn’t pork – it had some name like kassala ham. I forget what it was, exactly. It was like eating a massive lump of warm salty ham. Horrible. A year ago I probably would have liked it. But as soon as I saw what we were having, my stomach nearly turned :(.
I hope I don’t start disliking other meats. That will make me quite unhapp indeed.
The internet’s pretty cool. There’s all these people, and they write stuff about themselves, and sometimes it’s interesting. You get this feeling like you kind of know them. They have the same worries and problems and thoughts that you do. And you think that maybe you’re not such an outsider after all.
/emo. Here’s a picture of a goat:
Fly larvae found in man’s skull
A COLORADO man suffering from bleeding bumps on his head that were moving and making noises thought he was going crazy – until doctors discovered his skull was infested with fly larvae.
After being told he was suffering from shingles, Dr Kimball Spence eventually found five active bot fly larvae living near the top of Aaron Dallas’s skull. The larvae, living in an open pit on his head, were thought to have been placed by a mosquito, Associated Press reported.
“I’d put my hand back there and feel them moving. I thought it was blood coursing through my head,” Mr Dallas said.
“I could hear them. I actually thought I was going crazy.”
Mr Dallas, who tried different creams and salves before seeking further help, said he probably became invested white travelling through Belize, Central America.
“It was weird and traumatic,” he said.
“I would get this pain that would drop me to my knees.”
Dr Spence said “it was pretty obvious that something was going on”.
“There was an open pit. You could see a little activity, not necessarily the larvae, but a fluctuation of the fluid in the pit,” he said.
The parasites, which were living in the 2mm to 3mm-wide pit, were removed last Thursday.
Mr Dallas said his wife teases him about the ordeal.
“It’s much funnier to everyone else,” he said.
“But it makes my stomach turn over. It was cruel.”
Flies. In his head. Fucking Gross.
This is yet another reason why I’m never going to South America.
There’s this creepy guy at work now. He tries to be all freaky and crazy, but just comes off as a massive tool.
On my first encounter with him, I asked him what he does outside of work. In a voice that could only be described as a cross between valley girl and stereotypical gay, he replied “Oh, I don’t do conventional human stuff”.
“Riiight… So, what do you do, then?”
To spare you the agony of the ensuing explanation, yeah, turns out he’s trying to make music, and is learning French. Totally out of the conventional human realm.
In a previous discussion with a co-worker (who isn’t at all fond of creepy guy), I’d already discovered that creepy guy is into emo, which is actually a bit of a surprise, seeing as he looks like he should be in a musical.
When I first heard about creepy guy, I took it all with a grain of salt. Maybe people were just overreacting. Maybe they had ulterior motives. Maybe it was just because he was new. Even after my first meeting with him, I thought that it could just be that he’s horribly misguided in trying to impress.
That was until he came into the homewares reserve brandishing a stanley knife…
“Hi, er, could I borrow you for a minute?”
“Yeah, what for?”
[Holding knife up, blade extended] “I have plans.”
“… And what might they be?”
“Oh… I just need help moving a pallet.”
So I help him move the pallet. As we lift it up, he says to me “Don’t worry… I’m not really sadistic… Well, not much”
“Oh, that’s good.” I say. I then let him wheel the pallet away before just about collapsing in a fit of laughter. It was probably the worst attempt at being edgy that I have ever witnessed. What’s worse is that he thought he’d freaked me out, as he apologised for it afterwards, saying that he realised it have have been offensive. What the Christ?
Creepy guy seems to have a thing for knives. It wasn’t much later that he entered the elevator I was in, pulled out his knife, and proceeded to slash at a cardboard box for a bit. He then left, without saying a word.
He’s also known for staring at people. The aforementioned co-worker didn’t like creepy guy because of his insistence n staring at her. He’d stand there, just staring, until she’d ask him what he was doing. In other words, he’s an attention seeker. I experienced this on Thursday. As I was messing around with stuff in my locker, I saw him hovering about a metre away to my left. He was also holding his hand over his left eye. Once I was done with my locker, I looked up;
It seems like he’s decided that he has to act totally weird to be thought of as weird. Unfortunately, he’s apparently also decided that he needs to tell people he’s weird. On Wednesday, there were about 4 people standing around and talking. Creepy guy came over and stared. So one guy asked “You alright?”
“No, I’m not alright. I have problems.”
Yeah, you’re so weird that it’s neccessary to tell people so they notice.
He’s on myspace. I am not surprised in the slightest.