Sunday, September 26, 2010

Snow White

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
My damn Fairmont, that's who.

I fucking love it.
Beware: if you don't want to hear me rambling about this car for an undefined number of lines
Leave now.

A white 1995 Ford EF Fairmont sedan.
185,000km.
$2999 from The Car Market in Footscray.
Registered until April 2011,
Roadworthy, and very clean.

A 157kW 4.0L inline-6.
4-speed automatic.
EL Sapphire alloys.
Automatic climate control.
Cruise control.
Remote central locking.
Velour interior.
Power windows and mirrors.
Drivers airbag.
ABS. (which I got to test out today, unintentionally...whoops)

I realise most of these things are not incredibly special.
But after being without a car for seven weeks,
It's pretty much an answered prayer.

I picked him up 11 days ago
And I've done some 1100km since then
Very comfortable kilometres, I might add.

I love finally having a car of my own again.
I love how clean it is.
I love how I've already learned how it will respond to certain situations.
I don't so much love buying petrol every week
But I do love that I can get better fuel economy out of a bigger and more powerful car
Than I did with the Skyline
Also, it's much more accommodating of five people.
And has louder speakers than the Skyline.
Sadly, I have no way (as yet) of listening to my iPod in the car
And I am confined to either the radio
Or badly broadcasted music from my phone's FM transmitter.

So that is certainly something to work on.
But for $3000, I cannot complain.
Everything works, which is nice.
It's clean (at the moment) and shiny, which is also nice.
It's fast, which is very nice.

In any case
I'm sure I'll be keeping him for awhile
And I'm sure we'll get along just fine.

Who's most likely to give you a car you didn't really want to begin with but ended up buying anyway?

Ford,
of
course.

x

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Eclipse

How do you let something go?
Well, duh, it's easy.
You just let it go.
But what does that even mean?
Do I have to completely detach myself from the situation,
Not speak of it again,
Forget it happened,
Or pretend it never did?


Was it that important?
No.

Is it really anything new?
Not so much.

So what's the damn problem?
It goes like this.


For quite awhile now there has been just one thing missing,
Something I can obviously live without but would prefer not to.
At the start of the year I did actually have it, for a couple of months.
Since I've been without,
I've been looking for ways of bringing it back again.
This in turn has created a few problems,
Most notably the one wherein I latch onto anybody who will let me,
Very quickly,
And then get irrationally disappointed when it ends abruptly.
"There's a common theme here.."
Well, yeah,
I keep screwing it up.


Last night, thanks to Aidan + epiphany, I realised this:
I have the 'What', but not the 'Who'.
Huh?
Okay.
I know what it is I want, I just don't know exactly who I want it with.
Given my issues with finding the 'Who',
I've pretty much started applying my 'What' to whoever I can.
Along with this, obviously,
Comes the fact that the 'What' may only last a very short time.
It happened back in May,
I had exactly what I wanted for a whole weekend.
When alcohol is added, there is sometimes the option to have 'it' for up to a number of hours, which I think is what I was possibly aiming for in my intoxicated misadventure on Friday night.
Technically, I did, for a very very short time, get what I wanted.
Logically then, I don't want much, and it's pretty simple to placate me.
I was happy.
It was perfect.
For about twenty seconds.
Okay, so that was only one part of it.
I won't lie.. there was quite a period of time
(I wouldn't have a clue how long it really was)
In which I was perfectly happy, comfortable and content.
So, I suppose in a way
I did win.
Just not quite as much as I would have liked.
Also, in doing so, I neglected my original plan
(Which, by the way, was more for fun than to any goal)
So I lost the chance to amuse myself further with that also.
All in all, I took it for more than it was worth and ended up the loser.


It's happened all too many times,
And I'm finally realising why.
Yes, I'm bringing it upon myself.
No, it's not really intentional.
Yes, I can avoid it.
No, I probably won't end up doing so unless I stop drinking altogether.
(And no, I don't think I'll be doing that.)


"Forever's gonna start tonight."
No,

Forever already started.


I'm
just
missing
it.


x

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Promise

I absolutely cannot get enough of this song.

Welcome back
Winter once again
And put on your warm fuzzy sweater
'Cause you'll feel much better when

The snowflakes fall
Gently to the ground
The temperature drops
And your shivers freeze all the rivers around
But I keep you warm

If speed's a pro
Inertia must be a con
'Cause the cold wind blows at precise rates
When I've got my ice skates on

If all the roads
Were paved with ice that wouldn't thaw or crack
I could skate from Maine to Nebraska
Then on to Alaska and back
'Cause you keep me warm

Peer over the edge
Can you see me?
Rivulets flow from your eyes
Paint runs from your mouth
Like a waterfall
And your lungs crystalize

I'll travel the sub-zero tundra
I'll brave glaciers and frozen lakes
And that's just the tip of the iceberg
I'll do whatever it takes
To change

Farewell powdery paradise
We'd rather skate on the thinnest ice
Fingers failed us before they froze
And frostbite bit down on all our toes

Snow drifts build up and enfold us
As we wait out this winter storm
So we snuggle close in the darkness
And keep each other so warm.

And this one is also pretty...good.

I don't need to fall at your feet
Just 'cause you cut me to the bone
And I won't miss the way that you kiss me
We were never carved in stone

If I don't listen to talk of the town
Maybe I can fool myself

I'll get over you 
I know I will
I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you
'Cause I'm the king of wishful thinking
(King of wishful thinking)
Ooh I am the king of wishful thinking

I refuse to give into my blues
That's not how it's gonna be
And I deny the tears in my eyes
I don't want to let you see

Now that you have made a hole in my heart
And now I've got to fool myself

I'll get over you 
I know I will
I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you
'Cause I'm the king of wishful thinking

I'll get over you 
I know I will
I'll pretend my ship's not sinking ooh-ooh
And I'll tell myself I'm over you
'Cause I'm the king of wishful thinking
(King of wishful thinking) yeah ooh

If I ever get a chance I'll get over you
(I know I will)

If I don't listen to the talk of the town
Maybe I can fool myself

I'll get over you 
I know I will
I'll pretend my ship's not sinking
And I'll tell myself I'm over you (I'm over you)
'Cause I'm the king of wishful thinking
(King of wishful thinking)
I am the king of wishful thinking

I'll get over you 
I know I will
You made a hole in my heart
But I won't shed a tear for you
I'll be the king of wishful thinking
 
I'll get over you 
I know I will
I'll pretend my heart's still beating
'Cause I've got no more tears for you
I'm the king of wishful thinking
 
I'll get over you 
I know I will
You made a hole in my heart
And I'll tell myself I'm over you
'Cause I'm the king 
of 
wishful 
thinking.

x

Thursday, August 12, 2010

BehindTime

So, who has seen the ad for the new iPhone, with what they call FaceTime?
Everyone? Yeah, pretty much.

FaceTime is basically the iPhone's (well, Apple's) answer to video calling,
Which as it turns out is not a new thing.
I of course knew this, but it seems a great many people do not.

Apple's website says "People have been dreaming about video calls for decades",
Which is true,
But they have also been living the dream of video calls since 2003.
What? But how?
Well, through the magic of 3G UTMS networks. 
Three provided Australia with its first ever mobile video call on April the 15th, 2003*.
Since then, many Three phone's (including NEC's, LG's and Motorola's) have been capable of making video calls and even included dedicated Video Call buttons, meaning it was just as easy to make a video call as it was to make a normal voice call.

Let us backtrack to FaceTime, which is being heralded as a new and exciting feature of mobile phones.
I suppose in a way it is, as it can only be used between other iPhone 4's over Wi-Fi networks.
Yes, that's right, not over a 3G network, even though the technology has existed for years.
I don't know whether Apple has plans for this video calling capability to be expanded to use 3G networks or to work between other phones in the future, but I sure as hell hope they do.

I do plan to get a new iPhone 4, to replace my stupid N97 which I complain about constantly, but the idea that I will no longer be able to make video calls disappoints me.
I am yet to find out whether tethering for mobile modem use is an extra cost, but if it is I can assure you I will be just as annoyed.
I had the same reaction when in the iPhone 3GS they included things like voice dialling and a camera with autofocus. 
These simple phone features have been available for years, and it astounds me (and others, thankfully) that Apple are boasting about their 'fancy new features' when in reality they are, put simply, behind the times..


Yet somehow, they still manage
to
suck
us
in.


x


*sourced from http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2010/06/australias-first-mobile-video-call-april-15-2003/

Friday, August 6, 2010

Saddle

Dear World,

Fuck you.
You didn't win.
I'm doing it all on my own.
No tax money.
No repayments.
Certainly no loans.
I'm on my own two damn feet.


The three most important people
In my life
At the moment
Are toodling away
Effectively.
To different degrees.
But they'll never leave.


So once again,
Fuck you.
With something hard and sandpapery.


You didn't defeat me.
So get fucked.


K
THX
BAI.


x

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Yesterday

Lights.
Brakes.
Tyres.
Rain.
Crash.
P/Shift.
Wipers.
Hazards.
Fuck.

Insurance.
Excess.
Assessment.
Outcome.


Failure.


x

Thursday, July 22, 2010

La Manière

L'amour est un oiseau rebelle
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser,
Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle,
S'il lui convient de refuser.

Fromage.
x