kingoverkill

Tue, 12 Sep 2006 11:14:32 GMT

soooooo first update in 2 months, ive done worse. i might almost have enough money to take a trip to america early next year. one dificulty is due to general laziness i dont know where people are, and in a lot of cases havent talked with them in 6 months+, this requires remedy if the trip is going to be worth it.

im back

Fri, 14 Jul 2006 10:53:58 GMT

i am now... back

man my new job rocks out with its cock out. i have my own computer (email me at david@mmml.coml.au)! the board room is my office! theres a sandwich maker in the tearoom! i wear a SUIT for gods sake! That said if already come to the decision that i couldnt do family law, ive sat in on 3 cases so far and each is more fucked up than the next, on the other hand personal injurys is looking much better.

in other news im now almost settled in and have almost finnished unpacking all my stuff, still having trouble with the house network so my updating may be a little sporadic, but then again i can now do it on my computer at work, seriously i havent heard from anyone in ages (except for julia) and aim is hard to get onto.

now i have to go decide which courses i want them to pay me to do

Sun, 02 Jul 2006 11:42:48 GMT

quick up datey

i got a job interview at a law firm tomorrow, wish me luck.

on the downside this means i have to get a haircut. i know its childish but i FUCKING HATE HAIRCUTS, they're so unfulfilling.

heres me as i am now, i havent changed much

.....

cant work out how to insert pics so ill just change my avatar. (webcam narcissism)

p.s. i have discovered that one CAN live off a diet consisting mainly of donuts and cheese, it is when this cycle is broken however that the problems begin...

whats this? Dave? updating!!???

Sun, 02 Jul 2006 11:09:02 GMT

looking in my archive i see that it has been about 5 months since my last update, this is almost tragic because i have spent $125 on high speed internet during those 5 months and only now, WHEN THE INTERNET HAS BEEN DISCONNECTED do i think to use it for its intended purpose, e.g. communicating with people who are more than 8m away.

i understand that this is a giant wank.

so whats happening with dave? my lease has run out and all the housemates are going seperate ways, which is why i dont have internet or phone anymore (im updating from someone elses house). this also means i have no-where to live, because i spent all the time i should have been house-hunting playing world of warcraft. so anyhow, for the next couple of weeks its gonna be kind of iffy, i may even end up changing jobs again.

but eventually ill get back to normal. im gonna start writing those scripts ive got floating around in my head, learn to play Fear The Reaper, and hunt down everyone everyone ive lost contact with. yes you.

commenting on this post will probably help out but i wont get around to it for a couple of weeks or whenever i get a stable internet connection.

p.s. if anyones brave enough to break the american isolationism barrier im going to be in the market for a flatmate in 6 months time

p.p.s. pirates 2 better not suck

free!

Sun, 29 Jan 2006 08:59:21 GMT

well i havent updated for a while, and that has a lot to do with the fact that i am now officially an unemployed bachelor, and we havent really had internet for the past few weeks. well the good thing is im not completely out of money yet and its already been a week, plus we discovered banana trees and passionfruit vines in our back yard. for all my american brothers and sisters out there i am now living in a sharehouse in brisbane. brisbane is the capital of the australian state of queensland, you can look it up on any half descent atlas. to simulate brisbane weather, go jump in a sauna. this is not an exaggeration.

Wed, 04 Jan 2006 04:44:24 GMT

ya know all those horror stories people talk about where a bug/alien crawls into your ear and lays eggs in your brain, yeah? well that happened to me. last night i was in the emergency ward at 2am getting this little bastard moth flushed out. and whats more is he scratched my eardrum while he was in there and now its swollen up and is giving me a half headache.

Tue, 20 Dec 2005 22:07:35 GMT

holy shit i got an OP2, i cant fucken believe i got a fucken OP2, holy shit, OP-fucken-2

posting from NZ

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 07:56:39 GMT

i am making this post during the last days of my 3 week backpacking tour of new zealand and am happy to report that yes it is possible to get tired of beautiful scenery, im also wondering how the hell peter jackson moved all the bloody sheep out of the way

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 02:55:17 GMT

Your soul is dead.
You've probably been through one too many rough
times in your life which has eaten you up from
the inside. Now there's nothing more to eat
from since you just don't care anymore. Life is
meaningless and you live it like a zombie. The
good thing though is that you cant be hurt,
since you are so distant from the emotional
world. Love is something you dont understand or
just dont remember. If it was up to you, your
life would already be over, but it doesn't make
you suicidal. You are probably alone most of
the time, looking at the world with a blank
stare. The yearning to feel alive and be happy
has simply gone away. What's left now is only
the shell of what used to be you.

How is your soul?(pics)
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yeeeeesss. however my alienation is my sickness, a reaction to my circumstance and seperation anxiety, however this detatchment runs counter to my ambition (which is on a your-either-with-me-or-against/don't-get-in-my-fucking-way level)

another one

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 02:45:50 GMT

Your element is Fire: Strong, hot tempered,
powerful, and passionate. Well now lets see,
being fire you are quite strong and powerful,
people look up to you greatly and often seek
your protection. You have the ability to gain
many friends and you are always one people can
count on to do what you say you will do. You
are extremely loyal be it friends or family
you'll stick up for them and you are never
willing to put them in a position that could
hurt them. You know what roll you play in life,
leader, and you intend to let people know it.
Not everyone is capable of leadership but you
certainly have the willpower and flare to do
it. You have quite a temper if it shows itself,
one that can often lead you into trouble. Once
your mind is made up there is no changing it
but no one said that was a bad thing.

.:-|What is your true element?|-:. -With Anime Pictures and detailed answers-
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i got bored. can you tell?

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 02:33:26 GMT

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disturbing

that test was lame

acid?!

Your vast intelligence earns you a wide-spread
reputation, and you are revered among your
peers. Many may come to you for advice in hard
situations.
You are dedicated to your studies, which gains you
much respect. Your mature and practical
approach to problems is appreciated, as is your
quick-wit.
As an Earth Elemental Dragon, you may find you
share a deep connection with nature; from the
tallest tree down to the smallest bug. You find
beauty in nature's simplest designs, when
others may not.
You may posess the ability to camoflague yourself,
or call flora and fauna forth to protect you in
a violent situation. Depending on your power,
you may instead be capable of breathing acid
onto your strongest opponents.

Which Elemental Dragon Are You?
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mwa ha ha ha hahah ahhahahhahhh haha ha

AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

You're a villain!

...though you prefer to think of yourself as misunderstood. You know the world would be a better place if they'd only let you be in charge of it, and if they don't appreciate your genius by themselves you're willing to make them. You've got good hair, a secret base and an ambivalent relationship with the bishounen hero. You've got the money, the women, the best mecha and your own private army, but you still lose in the end to some jumped-up kid with spiky hair. There is no justice.

Which generic anime character are you?

your proper fucked now!

Mon, 04 Jul 2005 01:33:18 GMT

how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen

surgumicated

Sun, 03 Apr 2005 02:26:40 GMT

so this is me minus 6 teeth with my face swollen to double size and about a dozen stitches, still im almost nearly back on solid food

Epiphany, or something like it

Mon, 21 Mar 2005 11:21:21 GMT

These are my thoughts. It seems that I am writing them here, in my blog, because of my ego. Epiphany the first: my ego’s gotten huge.

Epiphany the second: occurring this weekend past and stemming from the following circumstance:
1. My English teacher is leaving. He’s packing up and going away. He’s leaving because of his kid. Because his kid’s grandfather is dying. Because the kid’s dad has cancer. Because if the kid eats a single trace of a peanut before he turns 12, he dies too. The best English teacher I’ve ever had has cancer, and his life is fucked, and he’s leaving. This is the guy who helped me through boarding. I’m not making this up; today we gave him a big blow-up penguin.
2. My jap teacher is leaving. She has to get on with her life. Two of my three best teachers are leaving.
3. I was sitting in the dark on the bus to Girraween on Friday. Weekend relaxing with nature, yeah? And for some reason I started thinking about atheism. And I thought: ‘what happens when you die’, everyone thinks this. And I thought: what if when you die all the atheists are right and you just become an object. But what if you’re a devout Christian, true believer? What if in that last fraction of a tiny bit of a nano-second, when all the and physical sensation are gone and you eyes are dead and you ears are dead and there’s just a tiny bit of your brain still wirring, what if that final synapse is telling you that you’re seeing god, just cos you believe that much. And it’s only a moment, but because it’s you’re last moment it goes off into infinity. The world goes on and you no longer exist but back then that fraction of time was bottomless, and now its over, except for you cos you don’t exist any more. Thoughts like this is how I give myself nightmares.
4. I read Fight Club. Not the movie, the book. This is not a good book to read in an impressionable mind-frame, this is the book you read your kids when you want them to grow up to be nihilists.
Anyhow. There’s this bit in Fight Club where the mechanic’s driving a car down the wrong lane of a free way, and the deal is he heads towards a truck coming the other way, heading towards certain death in a couple of seconds, and you have to say what it is you wish you’d done before you died, if you fess up he swerves out of the way and everything’s good, if you don’t you die a pointless, flaming death. I read this and thought: I’d die. I looked and there was nothing there on the spot to confess. So I thought about it, lacking a convenient impending doom this took me a few minutes.
I want to make something beautiful. I want to make something that other people will recognise as beautiful. I want to make something beautiful and I want to share it with someone. I want to form a troupe. I want to take all my friends and I want to form a troupe and I want to make something beautiful. I’ve been around and it’s true, we are not all special unique snowflakes. But I want to band everyone together for the talents we’ve got and where we don’t then we will GROW talents like hydroponics and we will MAKE ourselves fucking snowflakes. And it’ll be beautiful.

Epiphany the third: I always thought I wasn’t one for hero worship, and that my grandpa was my only role model before he died. But in the shower today I was thinking about heroes, and I realised that I had a hero and that I had created him myself. Meet Jack the Buscuit, fast becoming Jack leBiscuit because all madmen are French. Most people who know me to a certain extent know that this is my general use alias, prominent amongst the many that I’ve acquired. Jack the Buscuit has acquired my hopes and dreams since I invented him three or our years ago and now Jack represents the pinnacle of my ideals in my mind. Jack’s like walking catnip, the memories of my grandpa. Yes, he stole your fucking triple choc chip biscuit, and you never even saw him. Jack’s the man David the boy want’s to be. I don’t want to worry you; this isn’t schizophrenia or something, merely abstract metaphor. But can David still be happy while Jack’s still around.

Sat, 12 Mar 2005 05:22:45 GMT

This past week has seen more dropped pants than is entirely necessary. i would tell you about the adventures of Groindor and Lord Erectus but im sure you all value the wholesomness of you're minds so i won't.

Tue, 01 Feb 2005 09:06:00 GMT

It's been a week. Dustin, Yena, the deadline is here.

Tue, 25 Jan 2005 08:42:05 GMT

well, im finnaly back to school. yep.

the end result of my obsession with evangelion

Fri, 21 Jan 2005 08:18:22 GMT

i have determined that by collecting more and more human organs and genetic material in my body i will become more and more human, and eventually superhuman. by the time im done i will possess every single allele in the huuman gene-pool, and then i shall be...

dead...

or mabe something so incredibly human as to be something much more, greater than the sum of its parts you might say...

i shall be adam.

let dark harvest begin!

Fri, 21 Jan 2005 08:15:06 GMT

watching the news. looks pretty cold in washington. its really hot here. i spent part of my time at work hanging out in a fridge.

Wed, 19 Jan 2005 07:50:41 GMT

k'now what its like, when one of your friends who graduated a couple of years ago, comes back to visit, and brings his new, rich, girlfriend? its evil. and i mean 'ha ha har, im gonna torture you with a stick' evil. feel the evil.

dustin. you said you'd critique that trial script. i want that critique. or in leiu of that some more pictures. preferably not photoshop. its not you, its photoshop (HATE PHOTOSHOP). i wasen't on yesterday because of working and wasen't today because of tormenting mates, working tomorrow but may be back in time.

the smoke is making pretty patterns.

in other news: who wants to give me $100 for excel saga?

im gonna have a barbeque in the next week, you're all invited if you can make it

Mon, 17 Jan 2005 12:28:17 GMT

i actually achieved some work today, mwa ha ha, and not all of it evil.

in other news i would like everyone to begin refering to me as baron, this goes as imperative for my minions (you can't disobey your own souls).

Mon, 10 Jan 2005 02:38:00 GMT

wooo hooo 'nutha new icon (guess who)

Masquerade! Painted faces on parade! Masquerade!

Sat, 08 Jan 2005 06:45:23 GMT

all you who have not seen phantom of the opera yet are sad and pitifully uncultured little worms for it. with this film i only have 2 grievences

1) the part of the phantom suits a more clasical voice, they chose a rock singer, i know this was on perpous, he's very good but perhaps wrong for the part, i am told that for some reason this is the way loyd webber wanted it.

2) they showed the phantoms face

as a passing thought, which was better, this lj icon (its from hellsing!) or my last one (which was from the greatest show ever conceived)

christmas bloody christmas

Mon, 27 Dec 2004 13:02:26 GMT

what the hell is it with christmas and other events of good intent that brings out a huge womp of ass out of people. and i'm not just ranting about capitalists this time but the people. i went to have christmas with all the extended family this year as per the tradition, except i haven't been for the last few years what with living in america and boarding and stuff and this time i'm seeing it all from a different perspective and ive realised: christmas is an grudge. more than that its a cesspit of bad vibes. now i don't want anyone getting the wrong idea about what i think of my family, i love the whole bloody mob, but i got through this one on ginandry's and cocktails. basically the family gets together with all their petty little differences and grudges and they ACT BLOODY WELL CIVIL TO EACH OTHER but underneath you can see the barely conceiled, low-grade envy, hate, and disrespect. now because im a twisted little bastard and a watermelon cocktail can make you feel good about a lot of things i viewed this at the time as a form of modest entertainment, but looking back at it from now i feel disgusted. and then lets get into the presents shall we? this year it was decided to to give presents except to the kids (duh), well that was good, and it stopped the comparing and strutting between the grown human beings, but the bloody kids... especially my younger cousins who recieve tons and tons of gifts, take them, don't say any thanks, dump them on their pile and move on to the next, within ten minutes half the toys are broken and forgotten. and the presents themselves are just great aren't they? actually i myself got some really good gifts this year, but some people buy shit just cuz they cant think of anything. this year my grandfather gave to my parents a set of cds: "the wonderful world of music" and for ben and i: a documentary on the battle for the falklands and what appears to be the-making-of-the-film Titanic. but lets not forget the little things. the gingerbread cottage! the air got too humid and it suffered architecural breakdown, can we make another, no, because my aunt made it and apparently its her decision but at the moment shes off visiting the rellys that dont speak to the others so we end up eating the ruin on christmas eve, ben claims that since he helped make it he has priority and tries to nick off with all the best peices, i eat the last of the rubble in the car on the way back. the christmas cake! we bake two, use none, everyone complains, i eat a chunk for breakfast this morning. Cristmas songs! lets play the same cd over and over again for three days in a row, wheeee, i strangle ben for singing them.

on the plus side i managed to unearth our old star wars tapes. may the horse be with you.

return of the non jedi

Sat, 11 Dec 2004 00:08:58 GMT

i hath returned. i shalt be on gunbound to-day. i also finnaly found my cd with green eggs and ham on it.