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I'm off for a ride...How I'm feelin':  excited |
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omfg
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Apr. 12th, 2007 @ 11:07 am
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I fit back into my work pants. I'm really confused. I was expecting another month at least...How I'm feelin':  confused |
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Well, I finally come to terms with what I thought happerned to my bike. I figured that someone accidentally hit the bike causing large ammounts of damage which they were obviously unaware of causing. People do make mistakes and I decided I could accept that.
Only that's not what happened.
I've since been informed that what actually happened was there was a bunch of fucktards out drinking when they come accross my bike. They think it would be a really good idea to see how much damage they could do by pushing the thing over. But in order to do what they did, they would need at least 2 strong men capable of lifting up 200KG, then pushing forward in order to pivot over the sidestand. My bike, along with other property, I have been told has fallen victim to people who should never had been allowed in the gene pool. Apparently police were summoned before they reached my bike, and today I will have to begin making enquiries if they were actually apprehended.
Here's where I'm stuck:
I'm having serious problems getting to sleep because I keep dreaming up revenge scenarios, followed by realisations that I don't want revenge, but them to stop polluting the emotional world around me, as well as to fix what they broke (ie, pay for it). I've been cultivating the ability to see the goodness in the world around me, and I'm struggling against that thick tar pulling me back into those old beliefs.
fuck this shit, life is what you choose to look at. At least I havn't been murdered because I happened upon them while they were doing this, and the bike still goes. Not as pretty, but I have noticed on the ride with seth today that I don't care so much about dropping her. I'm more interested in lighting the fire that is my excitement. Pushing her harder and faster because I know I can, closer and closer to joining with this seething powerful mechanical beast. Feeling her petrol explosions and reactionary piston driving ever turning gears to the thrust of the rear wheel. I no longer ride her, I become part, and both of us are not who we were, we fly...
and so I awaken again from adrenaline and acetyl colene and all the other wonderfull biochemical reactions in my brain since it went *snap* just over a month ago.
I can't get no sleep...How I'm feelin': ecstatic, depressed |
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Yesterday I went along to the Easter show with Kerry, Nase and Xander :) much fun was had by all, much fun :)
Last night saw me with a hangover from joy, which is really strange and funny, so I decided to crash the night at their place.
I come out 11am to find that my bike had been knocked over, ending up half on the foot path :( The tank's been dented from the clutch lever, which is also bent, along with so many other points of damage. Handlebars will prolly need replacing too. I'm guessing it's gonna cost between $3-5k to put right. Oh, and no note was left. For a little more details it was hit probably by a person trying to pull out from being parked behind me. looks like the impacted the right footpeg, as there is yellow paint there. The bike was on it's side stand and when I found it, it was still out so they had to hit it pretty hard to pivot the bike over the side stand and down to the ground. I have to head into the police station this arvo to make a report. I'm just waiting for it to stop raining, or mum to show up to hold my hand...
I also have been invited out by 3 different people tonight. This is so strange for me to have to actually think about where to go / what to do. I'm so not used to having a bunch of friends... |
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So a little over half an hour ago I rode down to 711 to get some smokes. On the way back I was pulled over by police and informed that my rego ran out on March 16, no I say, April 16, nope it was March. So I sit down and they do the check they do and I start thinking to myself, here we go, major depression, suicidal thoughts again, all this hard work down the tube. I even go so far as to tell said police officers what's going through my thoughts...
I wish to thank them, they were kind and concerned for me, offered to take me to the hospital if I needed it, they were very nice police officers indeed!
And I'm confused. They told me if I went to centrelink and go on disability I can get rego for free...
So now I'm sitting here and I didn't cascade into depression or bad places. I'm confused but still doing well. This is my first real test of my new psyche, and it seems to have surpassed all expectations! In fact I'm a bit proud of how resilient my subconscious actually is. Which in turn makes me happy that all that hard work in fact paid off. :)
Mar. 30th, 2007 @ 05:09 am
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| » Bush Doof. |
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Now that I've slept I'll give you all an ( update )
Mar. 26th, 2007 @ 10:15 am
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| » Doof... |
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I finally got back from the bush doof. I am so tired. I havn't danced so much since Armoury days, no, I danced more then I did at Armoury.
Can't think right now, need sleep :)
Mar. 25th, 2007 @ 05:57 pm
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| » Open road |
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So I've been watching a bunch of motorcycle clips of youtube and I got an itching for a good blast through the twisties :)
Mar. 13th, 2007 @ 11:42 pm
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| » ROFLMFAO |
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Hey, he was a great dad, every year he got soo mad when santa didn't bring any presents
Mar. 13th, 2007 @ 01:18 pm
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| » Crazy happy fun fun :) |
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Hello all :)
For those that saw me out last night, still going!
I have a few suggestions,
I think it's time for a goth ride out, either up to road warriors, or perhaps wollombi pub, or down stanwell tops perhaps, suggestions appreciated.
secondly, it's time I went raving :) once again suggestions appreciated.
And my final comment, if anyone feels like seeing me, having dinner, or just generally hanging out, I'm back to socially participartory status, let me know, my mobile has been disconnected so call the house phone :)
Mar. 11th, 2007 @ 07:23 pm
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and you thought *you* had a talented cat...
hours of entertainment
Aug. 23rd, 2006 @ 02:24 pm
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So I had this dream yesterday where I was on an outing with my family. We had gone to a reptile park and were passing through the exit chamber. This area was packed with snakes in display cases stacked all around the room. Not only that but a fair few harmless snakes were allowd to roam free inside the pathway. I was lagging behind my family because there was a green tree snake, quite small, being interested in me. I stopped and it coiled up my leg. It then bite me on the bum, although I was wearing leathers and it's bite didn't make it deep, just a scratch on my skin. I had to grab it's jaw and squeeze in order to get it to let go.
So analysis of the dream seems to indicate I have a fear of sexual encounters, mixed in with my bum gaining some form of spiritual knowledge...
Aug. 11th, 2006 @ 07:32 pm
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| » I have been told that all should read this: |
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Yonked from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sweetypie_die who got it from spiteful_elf
Here I masticate,
eclipsed by my amusement I strongly express.
sing for your titilating arousal.
I drink your ecstacy like the molassas of squee.
My nerousness is crushed by your sunny sky.
Your cool breeze of hypertension.
Such agression is my high UV index sweet potatoe.
The leek of smack my bitch up.
How can I ellate you if you Cossack sword dance over my heart?
My cheeky is riden by your Act of God.
Your famine of freeze the balls off a brass monkey playfullness.
Supercalifragalisticexpealadotious.
This sinfull unclean fluffy
of giggly.
I would shampoo your paradox if it meant
I could see your ear hairs of excitement.
Such anger.
Such explosive decompression.
How I skydive for your toe nails of depression.
dumbshitcuntfacedwhoreofamotherlessgoatshagger.
Jul. 26th, 2006 @ 12:05 am
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Does anyone want to put me up for the night if I come out to black planet?
Loose plans involve me being drunk and amusing, so it would be a case of me, floor and bike space (street is ok, got the bike lock)...
Just trying to figure out plans, if alcohol is involved...
Jul. 22nd, 2006 @ 06:25 pm
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You know I'm bored when I have a new user pic :)
Jul. 22nd, 2006 @ 01:45 am
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so, I had my shrink appointment today...
Been told to spend more time socialising, and to pick up a martial art...
Is anyone interested in dinner? It has to be out, as in not at home... maybe coffee sometime? I'm not scheduled to return to work until at least monday week (31st).
Who wants to spend time with Rainbow?
anyone?
Jul. 21st, 2006 @ 11:56 pm
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| » contact with the outside world |
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Hey all, I've been on new drugs and now am starting to be social (a little bit neways)
so, in light of these new feelings I shall endeavour to be available online...
To all who want to add me, 71731857, or RainbowTSC on the *shudders* other one..
Jul. 9th, 2006 @ 12:26 am
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| » *bangs head against keyboard* |
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So I thought I'd do some simple hacking on one of the reports in gnucash...
It's written in guile...
I poke around and discover there's a budget function in 1.9.0, so I download the tarball and several deps later I've got the fucker installed...
The budget report produces the Budget value and the actual spent value in a collumn. So I figure it shouldn't be do hard to do a bit of hacking and take one value away from the other. The result should be how much I got left to spend in each of the categories.
I HATE SCHEME
it doesn't work cause the number isn't a number. Then I start looking at what it is and guess it's a collector; no problem, there's function to do what I want to it. But they don't work, they spit errors at me
arg
Feb. 19th, 2006 @ 08:16 am
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Yesterday I saw what I thought was a taxi pulled over by a police paddy wagon. 2 cops were leaning against the taxi, having a heated discussion.
Then I looked closer...
The front right panel of the taxi was dented, and had blue paint on it; the police van had a similar dent on it's left rear...
If you're a stupid taxi driver, why not hit the police, then try to sue them ;p
Feb. 8th, 2006 @ 07:59 am
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