extract from my horoscope: "There's inspiration, hope and adventure but none of it will emerge till you stop worrying about where you're supposed to be and when. Be who you are, where you happen to find yourself - and all you need will come to you." Not sure my boss would see it quite like that ;) :P

well, i hope not :P *goes and looks at jewellery on the internet just because i'm female* :P

I would like to add that I was not the inspiration for Toby's last post ;)

Misshapen Tit, The. c.f. silicone implants

The hapless tit - a small grey-green bird. Mostly, it falls off bird feeders...

For those who still remain unenlightened, http://www.planetquake.com/turkey/l33t_a.htm may aid and assist. Or possibly not.

I couldn't find a complete dictionary of l33t offhand, but no doubt standard references are available for those who are in need of the truly unintelligible.

<yoda> Indeed. Corrected I stand. Yeeas. </yoda>

(Edit: HTML code I can not, it seems.)

w4r3 (n.)
O.E. waru, probably originally "object of care," related to wær "aware, cautious" (see wary), from P.Gmc. *waro. Usually w4r3z, except in compounds such as hardw4r3, earthenw4r3, etc. W4r3house is from 1349.

(from The Online Etymology Dictionary)

I believe the accepted term is 'w4r3z' (second declension, masculine; from the greek, I believe). Though my l33t is also somewhat rusty.

*ahem* ... t3h p1R4+3z & mP3z r teh r0xx0r!11
(please excuse my poor attempt at l33t, I've never been terribly good at foreign languages)

Things that made me laugh today - POTC in l33t, and Straight Outta Compton covered by some Nora Jones clone...

Oh, yes. *Waves in return*. *feels bloody silly*.

Aye... first-order predicate logic can only be so thrilling, and must always take second place to the sight of a really good feather duster...

mmm, kinky ;) *waves at rob* ello! this is the slow equivalent of instant messenger at the mo i think :P

Another kind of thigh tickler

something random :P Toby: don't even think about it ;)

Jimmy: yeah, i'm borrowing yours because i'm bored of mine ;) :P

Toby: methinks no-one here will be avoiding battenburg then ;) hmm, lust and battenburg, sounds like a fetish to me :P
'Love' and 'being in love' can happen at the same time methinks, it's just that the 'being in love' part is sometimes more noticeable than just love.

By the logic in Linda's quote: "Being in love" is concerned with the physical. "Love" is what is left after "being in love" has gone.

By the Battenburg/gluon theory of physics: The physical is comprised (in part) of Battenburg.

Therefore, "love" is not concerned with Battenburg. Therefore one cannot have a true love for Battenburg, merely a physical attraction. Therefore a Battenburg cake fixation is "lust", not love.

According to the Bible, "lust" is a deadly sin.

Therefore all good Christians should shun Battenburg.

Q.E.D.

Whatever it is, it is spoiled by any attempt at definition.

Love is perfect living silence in perfect living stillness.

Please don't go there.

Linda: That's quite freaky... I only just stopped myself posting that exact link on here about a month ago.

Also, I said pretty much that quote - well, in a somewhat less dramatic wording - to someone last weekend. Are you in my head, or something?

Iannis: "When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. Doesn't sound very exciting, does it? But it is!" quote from Captain Corelli's Mandolin

battenberg fills me with bitter self-disgust.
(but not as much as plain chocolate digestives).

You're implying that gluons are in fact pink and yellow, vaguely cubist and have a marzipan layer? This explains a great deal about atomic physics. I'd wear sandals with socks too if I thought the world was held together with tiny, squishy, edible Lego bricks in unappetizing pastel hues.

Does make you wonder though... What are they going to call, as a collection, the sub-parts of the gluon, now it is known to have both pink, yellow and marzipan? We've got "molecules", "atoms", "quarks"... "Quirks"? "Niblets"?

Imagines physicists attempting to explain to the world the concept of "Two pink quirks, a yellow quirk and a marzipan giving a gluon, which in turn holds the universe together"

Fire, Air, Earth, Water, Battenburg and Software.

Are the key ingredients of a stable universe.

If you have no software, nothing moves.

If you have no battenburg, there's no marzipan to stick the atoms together with...

Linda: either email me please (j-m-c-seven-zero-two-at-soton-dot-ac-dot-uk), or come find me on yahoo - msn appears to be intermittently broken atm

Jimmy: I've been asked to invite you out on wed 2nd feb by andy and norma. It's her birthday. apparently we're meeting at 7:30 at the ram and moving on to pizza hut afterwards. please come! haven't seen the group for ages!

Toby: having read that post from friday i was actually more inclined to feel sorry for you than anything else. I'd be lying if i said the similarities hadn't crossed my mind, however i'm not so tight as to slap you with it when you're down :P I just hope that you keep it together long enough to do the exams and i shall simply concentrate on work until such a time you are physically and mentally able to communicate with me :P Love you :x

References
[1] Out West Mfg., Eze Bloodless Castration Instructions, http://www.castrator.com/how_to_castration.htm
[2] CyberPalate LLC, Korean Cuisine, http://www.cuisinenet.com/glossary/korea.html
[3] The Society for Vertebrate Paleontology, PaleoProfile - Patricia Vickers-Rich, http://www.vertpaleo.org/education/patrich.html

..."Can ya tell what it is yet?" - Rolf Harris

References: Semantics of Marzipan, The (Third Edition) G Velde (Imaginary University Press) ISBN 5000128 345149

Either time is going backwards again, or you two are deliberately setting your dates wrong just to confuse me...

Toby: the standard advice here is to break everything down into very small chunks; then concentrate only on getting the chunks done, rather than the whole thing. I'm guessing this is because it's a lot easier to persaude yourself to do a little bit than the whole thing. However... that doesn't really work if you're unable to persaude yourself to do the splitting up bit... good luck.

Perkin Warbeck: The Sociological Deconstruction of Battenburg Cakes?

Ok, I am now ^feeling too f_ull after a biscuit binge last night, and overeating just now. I still haven't done any revision. I _doubt I ever will get around to doing any proper revision. I want to be doing JMBs 3^rd year project. I like that project. It's both easy and interesting. Instead I have exams I seem incapabl_e of revising for followed by the prospect of a project I don't want anything to do with. I hate my life. Yes, yes, Linda can now make "now you know how I feel" or "stop doing what you tell me not to do" comments (depending on her mood) as much as she likes. I don't fucking care. I would be angry or stressed, but I've ex_hausted myself too much to be either. My body doesn't want to do exams. My brain doesn't blame it. I shall continue _{sitting here} in a fetid slump in my bed until such time as it all goes away, either by me gaining enough ^enthusiasm and ^energy to do something, or until I have missed all the exams. Or rotted. Rotting I can probably do. Yes, I'm depressed, before someone states the obvious. Not deeply, darkly depressed, but in a kind of resigned and apathetic manner. I do care about the exams, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't be _depressed if I didn't, but I physically and mentally can't at the moment. "Can't" in an (( all-encompassing )) way. Mind you, I haven't f_al_le_n to  p i e c e s  completely yet. Let's be grateful for small mercies. It is so tempting to just go off on an x-thousand word _tang^ent at the moment. A way of passing  the time. A way of ^avoiding thinking about the inevitable. Unhelpful, I know, but the alternativ_e in my current mindset is somewhere I'd rather not be. Bloody third year.

That sounded like an excerpt from a degree level essay about battenburg and it's hidden meanings about life, well done :P

Rob (via Jimmy): Yes, I'd agree with the Battenburg.
It is not a cake. It is a statement.
It is a statement akin to "Sounds Of Silence" - more tangible and somehow even less substantial.

"And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made"

A simple synthesis of consumerism in a "day-glo" guise, designed to please those who do know better but somehow feel they must deny the fact. It is good and right to demand the utterly unnatural. Perhaps another thinly veiled example of the human race protecting itself from reality by fabricating its own.

i've found a new level of boredom :P

Rob on whether the word "meh" is cute or not:

drowning forever.: it's never been cute for me
drowning forever.: it's like a very small slice of despair
drowning forever.: kinda like battenburg
drowning forever.: four small slices of different coloured sadness
drowning forever.: wrapped up in a sicky-sweet marzipan layer

Oh, and Linda - isn't there a "sleeping with the fishes" joke in there somewhere?

Rob: enjoying your first week back then i take it ;)

Is halibut the fish equivalent to a mafia boss, needs respect? :P

Blogger blogger blogger blogger blogger blogger blogger blogger mushroom mushroom(s).

Prove with respect to halibut.

Wish it was, easter holidays are several months away but christmas holidays would only be several weeks away :P

Hm. Time appears to be going backwards. I posted that in response to Linda, not before her...

*waves* hello? *listens to the echoes* :P

exams next week. final coursework deadlines this week. :)

oh well, off to turn my brain into trifle now with 3 hours of shelving :P

Toby: I love this song, kinda says what i feel :) sorry guys, *soppy moment* :P

lol, methinks the entire reserve would be pink by the end of it - then you'd have camouflaged townies :P

Well, can't be any worse than the latest 'celebrity' big brother which i watched for about a minute and could take no more :P I've never heard of most of them and if i actually liked any of them i'd definately need therapy :P

Unlikely. Townies aren't too interested in looking at things - they're the delinquent (and frequently severely ADHD) section of "society", hence doing is far more their thing.

This, of course, leads to the obvious spectator sport of arming townies with aerosol cans of non-toxic, water-based pink paint and letting them loose in an elephant and rhino reserve. Furthermore, just think of the revenues that could be generated by filming the result and airing it on VH1 or Channel 4 - just call it a "reality TV documentary" and no-one will complain.

do you think pink elephants would make townies want to go on safari?

I want to photoshop a badger as a porn star now, i blame jimmy :P

I just used google to search for 'filthy badgers'

hmm... my first phrasing of that statement was 'I just put filthy badgers into google' would be fun to try ;)

Filthy, filthy badgers.
<Beware of the meme.>

*Reads pages from a PhD thesis... Brain turning to cheese... Stilton-esque texture becoming an issue . . . * pink elephants?

It's days like today i wish i hadn't given up caffeine :P I think i need a double night to make up for the double day i appear to be having - my hours are seriously messed up and nature was being unkind by making it dark outside this morning :P

Just misread it as "I am your badger, your filthy little badger"

More sleep needed. Definitely. And the lecturer didn't even turn up.

Linda: How was 9am?

Happy new year one and all, hope you have had a good holiday

Merry 2005 ;)

big fish, little fish....

Bon après Noël, folks!
(Or sommat - mein Franglais ist sehr mal)

PS. I hate projects. Especially ones which include gratuitous use of Satanic Vector Worship™, "obvious" results that when an attempt is made to prove them take 14 pages to come up with the answer "yeah, errm, probably", plus the occasional smattering of quantum wave/particle side-effects. I signed up for Computer Science, damnit, not Applied Photonics for Masochists!

* fumes quietly *