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The Travelling Salesman Problem [Mar. 23rd, 2008|10:49 am]
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[mood | amused]
[music |Float, Flogging Molly]

Not everyone will get this, but I found it hilarious.



-Mmaster
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This moment seems so long; don't waste now, precious time: we'll dance inside the song. [Jan. 11th, 2008|08:13 am]
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[mood | sleepy]
[music |Dance Inside, The All-American Rejects]

Thomas sends me things like this fairly regularly. Here's one back.




-Mmaster
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My clothes are sticking to me. Stupid Sydney summer. [Dec. 21st, 2007|08:35 pm]
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[mood | hot]
[music |I Want You Now, The Feeling]

Two comics I've Skyped to Aman this week, as they seemed appropriate:

They weren't sanitising the data! I could enter letters into an integer field! And watch as it broke!


You can spend a lot of time twiddling your thumbs when your work depends on the project that's currently locking you out. And sometimes even alternative tasks run out.


-Mmaster
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Hey, if she's not coming to my party, I can at least laugh at her. :P. [Aug. 31st, 2007|11:33 pm]
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[mood | amused]
[music |Every You Every Me, Placebo]

Shoulder Angel says: I got Hailey addicted to QC :D
Shaun says: Haha
Shaun says: well done =P
Shaun says: does this mean you get to tell her she is a n00b for not knowing who ISIS are?
Shoulder Angel says: She's like, "I'm supposed to be leaving in an hour for the Snow, and I haven't packed yet, and I was up till 3AM, and it's ALL YOUR FAULT!", and I'm like, "Yep, it's just that awesome" :P
Shaun says: haha XD

Seriously. Read it. It's like pure happiness, in concentrated comic form.


In other news, time to walk the dog then crash. Tomorrow's probably going to be a long day.
-Mmaster
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[Aug. 23rd, 2007|10:10 am]
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[mood | blah]
[music |Memories, Eisley]

Somewhere on Connor's hard drive, I used to have a comic saved. It has a guy walking along, talking to his wife. He's saying something to the effect of "You know how nothing's good or bad any more? It's just sorta 'Eh!'". When I get home, I'll see if I can dig it out for you.

Anyway, that's more or less how today seems to be shaping up. Not strictly good or bad, so much as painfully, painfully mediocre.

I woke up ten minutes before the alarm, to discover that sometime in the night I'd kicked off my quilt and my shoulders were now cold to the point of aching.

I got up, checked email, and printed out the updated project plan for SDP (remind me to tell Andrew that even after the changes there might still be a problem or two).

By the time I'd got to the fridge door, I'd discovered that despite being somewhat hungry, I had no real inclination to eat. I went and got dressed to mark time, and then forced some food down.

Caught the bus into Uni. Got here around eight. Spent some time reading the Internet, before heading off to the SDP lecture.

The lecture was fairly pointless. It didn't really tell you anything you didn't already know, and he then played a trashy 1980s video on the Virtues Of Listening. Which we didn't listen to.


In an hour and a half, I'm supposed to meet up with my SDP team-mates and presumably do something useful. But before that? I think I'll take a nap.
-Mmaster

EDIT: Here's the comic.
For those who are curious, it's the 24/8/2001 strip from the now defunct Spooner.
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Well, there goes my intention of not posting this weekend. [Sep. 23rd, 2006|11:26 pm]
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[mood |anti-social]
[music |In Your Eyes, SR-71]

List of webcomics I read, or have read in the past. )

Have fun.
-Mmaster
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Distractions, distractions... [Oct. 5th, 2005|07:02 pm]
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[mood | tired]
[music |Kites Without String, from Bride & Prejudice, in my head]



Is it just me that can think of at least two negative, related messages sent out by this comic? I didn't laugh. I just thought
* This endorses divorce over trivial things.
* This endorses lack of communication.
and considered it a really bad choice of joke.

...I'll write about Beccy's party when I've figured out what I'm going to say. And probably once I've had some more sleep.
-Mmaster
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Lists. [Oct. 2nd, 2005|03:54 pm]
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[mood | bored]
[music |Sunshine On My Window, Spiderbait]

For Kara: A list of my DVDs. (And maybe Beccy; you want me to bring any of them?)

Read more... )


For various people to be disturbed by, a list of my CDs. (Disclaimer: I don't listen to all of them. No, I'm not tell you which ones are on which pile. :P.)

Read more... )


For Beccy to tell Alex (Was that his name?), a list of my webcomics: (No links, it makes it take too long.)

Read more... )


Gods, I spend too much time and money on these things...

...Yes, a write up of the past two days is coming. I wanted to get the easy one done first.
-Mmaster
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[Aug. 14th, 2005|10:55 pm]
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[mood | calm]
[music |The Best Thing, Savage Garden]

This reminds me soooo much of the behaviour/conversations of some of the guys at school.

*Cough* Chance *Cough* Raph *Cough*




*Sigh*
-Mmaster
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Beccy, you might recognise the style; BMB was the forerunner to Friendly Hostility. [Jul. 24th, 2005|03:50 pm]
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[mood | sore]
[music |Believe Me Natalie, The Killers]


-Mmaster
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[Jul. 14th, 2005|08:55 pm]
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[mood | blah]
[music |Oh, Mickey! You're so fine! You're so fine you blow my mind!]

We have another shopping weirdness award going! We haven't had one for a while...

I never knew Walt Disney was a goth... )

Next, because I'm in a particularly cynical, apathetic frame of mind...
Different random quizmeme, one of those 'Fill this out or I'll be convinced you don't love me ones. )

In other news, Reprographics is cool. I've been looking for a photo-based comic for months.

Blah.
-Mmaster
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Beccy, you'll probly appreciate this one... [Jul. 4th, 2005|12:29 pm]
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[mood | amused]
[music |Dance With You, Bowling For Soup]



Heh.
-Mmaster
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[Jun. 25th, 2005|06:54 pm]
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[mood | tired]
[music |Thank You (For Lovin' Me At My Worst), The Whitlams]

Today was interesting.

I went to a "History Teachers' Association" study day thing.

Most of it was pretty good. In four lectures, I got about five pages worth of notes total.

I took notes in three of the four.

In one of the lectures, I took no notes (because we are not doing the topic), zoned out, got bored, and started coding Hangman. Literally coding. I was writing algorithms on my laptop while everybody else in the room was listening to the woman at the front drone on about Tacitus and scribbling notes about Agrippina.

Afterwards, Beccy and Dee and I met up with Dacre. Beccy headed off home, and Dacre and Dee and I went to Broadway to see what was on at the movies. We ended up going to see Madagascar, which was ok. The little king dude was cool. The person that chose the music for that movie has interesting taste.

After the movie, we wandered around a couple of shops then went home.

On the bus ride, I started music about how the Top Notes interpretation of Dead White Males is very similar to Ms. Ockendon's. This led me to scribble the following on a docket I found in my wallet (QOTD):
"Postmodern composers are too impressed with their own lack of importance."

Oh, and random comic that amused me...


*Sigh* I'm tired. I think I'll go write some more of those algorithms.
-Mmaster
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[May. 21st, 2005|09:00 pm]
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[mood | sore]
[music |Maitland Street, The Living End]

Today I got myself Small Gods - the first four issues, in one volume.

I want the Keenspot Free Comic Book Day comics from this year and last year.

Next week, I'll ask Mum to get them for me.

If anybody gets me the Real Life Comics book for my birthday, I'll love them forever. And I'm telling you like three months in advance, so you have no excuse. :P. Well, except for broke-ness.


By the way, my Thursday sucked.

I snapped very badly during lunchtime, shocking the people that had never seen me go so far past apathy. Particularly Beccy.

I felt slightly better by the time I had to go to see King Lear. It was weird. The Eastern/Oriental influence was a bit stuffed over. The character changes were interestingly done, but I had a little difficulty distinguishing between multiple characters played by the same actor. There was this guy play a couple of roles who, at one stage, is on the floor, and I though he looked like Tysen. Well, except that this guy had a goatee.

I think I was completely off the planet by that point. Especially since he was about twice Tysen's height.

Gods, I miss him.

I would've liked to have a nap, but the seat backs were frustratingly short. *Grumble*

My arms, and more to the point, my shoulder, still ache for no apparent reason.


I should go and do the washing up, so parents don't yell at me.
-Mmaster
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I win. My hard drive loses. [May. 11th, 2005|05:23 pm]
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[mood | geeky]
[music |Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg...]

I must be the only person in the history of broadband internet to feel better about her connection when the speed's capped than when it's fast. Because once we hit the cap, I can download whatever I like, guilt free, since Optus doesn't charge you. Dad can't yell at me for using up the speed. Or he can, but yeah. I've been training myself to not do anything interesting with the internet until after the cap kicks in, each month. It takes about half a month to go over, and then I start collecting new comics or whatever.

The list of comics I read regularly or have read completely:
Abby's Agency
Andiewear!
Avalon
Boy Meets Boy
Commander Kitty (currently down)
Common Grounds
Courting Disaster
Diesel Sweeties
Dilbert
Ding!
Dork Tower
Everything Jake (since one particular storyline)
Extra Life
The Forge
FreeX
Friendly Hostility
Full Frontal Nerdity
Gene Catlow
GPF
GWTP
Insert Coin
Joy of Tech!
Liberty Meadows (Web-published strips)
Life's So Rad
Little Gamers
Mall Monkeys!
Mondays With Mel
Never Never
Nodwick
Non Sequitur
Nothing To See Here
P.S. 238
Penny Arcade!
Pet Professional
Professor Ashfield
Punks and Nerds
PvP
Real Life Comics
Sinfest
Sit and Spin
Sore Thumbs
Spooner
Suburban Jungle
Syntax Errors
Vigilante, Ho!
Zits


Others, waiting in the wings for me to finish saving their archives to my hard drive (and some of them have been for years :P):
Boxjam's Doodle
Everything Jake (older storylines)
Floyd
Hackles
Life of Riley
Nothing Nice To Say
PC Weenies
Reality Glitch
Striptease
You Damn Kid


I'm a true Geek, in these terms, aren't I? Oh dear.
-Mmaster
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FREE COMIC BOOK DAY! [May. 7th, 2005|07:30 pm]
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[mood | cheerful]
[music |In The Garage, Weezer]

Today was good.

Parents and I left the house about 10:00. We went to Glebe markets, and bought a second-hand copy of Possession so I can scrawl through it without fear of retribution. I also bought 28 Days' Stealing Chairs for $5.

At about 10:40, I left. I went into the Fish Records, and they had Savage Garden's self titled for $30 but the guy offered to give me $5 off, so I bought that. Then I caught a bus in to Town Hall and met up with Steson about 11:00.

We went to Kings' Comics, and hung around chatting to comic-related people till something like 12:30. I got a Star Wars comic for Stevie - signed by the artist, a Simpsons one for me, both for free. There was a comic writer there, plugging his one Small Gods. The artwork in it was gorgeous, and I would've bought the collection of the first four if I had had the funds. But I didn't have like $17 to spare, so I just bought the first issue, and went and got it signed. Then, since last year, we got a picture of Steson as "S&M Boy", we got the artist-lady to draw a sketch of me; she piped up with a pick of me as Leia (well, she does draw Star Wars comics professionally, I suppose), which ended up being fairly generic, because in black and white sketch form, I don't have too many distinguishing features. I guess. The red hair definitely goes out the window, at least.

When we left there, we went and bought our movie tickets for the 2:00 session of Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy, then went for lunch. My secret Maccas has shut down! Noooo! How could they do this to me?!?!? While we were walking between places, I kept making loud noises and making people turn around to look askance at me. Then laughing uproariously at them.

Steson went and bought himself some pens and stuff, and a Mother's Day present of two cookbooks - he was intending on only getting one, but the girl behind the counter said that they were doing a "two for one offer", so he went and got the other one as well.

From there, we wandered back to the cinemas, via the cathedral. We went in, and admired the stained-glass windows and carved eagles, before heading into the cinemas and taking our seats.

The movie was fun. There were things that I was suprised they didn't include, but I disagree with those who think that there are too many ideas thrown at the audience. Though perhaps that I had read the books before, years ago, meant that I was not so much being educated but reminded. But I hadn't read them recently enough to nitpick. Probably the best way to see the film.

When we got out, we wandered through shops. Steson bought himself the Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack at HMV, and since they were doing a "2 for $28" deal, he invited me to choose something to have as "an early Christmas present". I found Weezer's Blue Album, which I eventually chose over a couple of vying Green Day albums.

We then wandered through Myer, making snide remarks about the clothing. I was both impressed with and disappointed in myself that for every item we took note of, I could come up with a witticism about it. ...Of course, I can't remember any of them now. Oh well.

At about 5ish, we decided it was probably time to head home. I hit the bus stop at, say, 5:10. I finally got on a bus at *checks ticket* 5:40. Half an hour felt like a long wait. I finally got home at like 6:15.

*collapses* Steson, your turn.
-Mmaster
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Rant, whine, etc. I'm not in the mood to be chirpy and clever. [Aug. 6th, 2004|07:07 pm]
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[mood | frustrated]
[music |Over the Head, Under the Knees, by New Found Glory]

Today was like this.

Only instead of hugs, I used chocolate.

To start off, I saw no year twelves today. That had me teetering on the edge of depression to start with.

THEN, Laura turned up and made me as angry as she always does.

By recess, I seriously wanted Rix and Laura both to die a slow and painful death. I ate a Caramellow Koala. It didn't make me feel appreciably better, but it gave me a valid excuse to run away from them.

During English, the teacher gave out Tim-Tams. I made my way through three. I was maybe a step back from the edge after that.

By lunchtime, that calmness had worn off, and I couldn't cope with much more. I talked to Stevie for a little while, and then GUESS WHO APPEARED? And then Stevie left, and I was left, quietly fuming, and thinking of simply going homocidal, which sounded a lot more appealing than putting myself through this.

If I'd had something ceramic, or better yet, glass, I would've thrown it against a wall. That might've made me feel better. But I didn't.

*Goes to a quiet corner to have a tantrum of frustration at her own dependence and anger*
-Mmaster
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Brill. [May. 15th, 2004|06:46 pm]
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[mood | zonked]
[music |It Began in Afrika, Chemical Brothers]

I was woken up this morning at 4:30 by a quiet nightmare. A quiet nightmare is an unpleasant dream that occurs that you wake up exceedingly early from. You don't wake up screaming, or anything melodramatic like that. You just wake up in dire need of more sleep and being afraid of going back to bed and having the same thing happen.

Grah. I'm going to go read GPF to get these thoughts out of my head (FOOKER'S COMING BACK!!!! YAAAAY!!!!) and then go back to bed. Mm is sleeeeeepy... But afraid of her dreams.

*Stretches a few hours later*
Ahhhh, that's much better. It's now 7:30. I went back to sleep, and dreamt of geek-style 'I'm with stupid' t-shirts. (Hey, don't ask. It made sense to me at the time. Of course, it doesn't now, but it was a dream; what do you expect?)

Oh... Does anybody know who Duffy's Song by The Whitlams is about? I checked the website, but they haven't bothered with an explaination for songs on Torch the Moon.


I'd write an entry about today, but my eyes are KILLING me, so I'm not going to.
-Mmaster
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Hmmm. Let's see. [Apr. 5th, 2004|08:01 pm]
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[mood | indifferent]
[music |It's My Life, Bon Jovi]

Year 12 have assessments all this week.

It's been raining off and on all day.

First period and a half of so was a physics group assessment, for which I didn't have a group until about five minutes beforehand, when the teacher interrogated the class as to who stil only had two in their group. I ended up with that boy who never says anything and one of the new boys. The equipment wasn't working properly. I managed to burn a piece of wire!

During the form assembly, I had to endure more things about camp. Guess what? My camp room will have Erin and (possibly, if I'm lucky) Bridie. YAY. Erin hates me. Bridie's not so bad, I suppose, but I get the impression she was only ungrouped because he'd made an error. Brilliant. Roland was passing, and asked why half the library was full of year elevens. He took one look at my face (which I was having a hard time controlling) and said "Oh, camp". Now that IS depressing. I've been like this enough times in the past couple of weeks that a year 12 who should be concentrating on his assessments can judge the cause of the mood. *sighs*

I went walking during recess. But the rain wasn't hard enough. I was using a lot of self control right then. I'd have liked the rain to be hard enough that I didn't have to.

During Ancient, Carmen handed in the Ancient group task. We did the individual assessments, and then recieved the MRP. Brilliant. We hand in ONE major assessment, and recieve the next in the same period.

We watched the last of the Extension plays during 4th, including the only one that I thought was any good at all. Jeremy's group actually knew their script AND knew how to act. It was the only one I actually laughed at.

During lunch, Black and I crammed for the SDD test, and were amused by Roland's antics as he was cramming for his Economics exam. He kept bashing himself over the head with the textbook, then going "This isn't working!", or words to that effect. For those who were(n't) wondering, this was the inspiration for his actions:


Fifth was the third of those stupid SDD tests. We hadn't actually read the right part of the textbook, but I remembered enough junk from year 9 to make up a good page worth of writing. After that was over, we sat around the classroom chatting until the bell rang.

During photography, I handed in my work, and then helped Dee clean up the darkroom. Though why WE were doing that, when everybody else was in the other room chatting about stuff, is beyond me.

The rain was nice as I started on the way home, though unfortunately it began easing up almost as soon as I got out. However, I got to at least walk to Norton st in the rain. I caught the bus with the year 9 twinkies, and tried to explain how I knew that 0.1222 (repeater) was 11/90 without actually being sure myself.

I walked the two blocks or so from the bus stop to home, and then ignored the homework I should have been doing in favour of video games. We had spag bol for dinner, and then I came online.

I like rain.
-Mmaster
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Yay for weekends... [Feb. 29th, 2004|07:54 pm]
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[mood | happy]
[music |She, Green Day]

First off, do anyone else think this is completely hilarious? They're Americans trying to imitate Australians! ...Or something... If it has accents, I can't wait to hear them.

Next.

My new favourite comic is Boy Meets Boy, probably muc to El's delight. Sample:

Heh.

Ummm, yesterday was fairly uninspiring.

I lazed around.

I had nothing better to do (except for homework, which doesn't count), so I baked a chocolate cake. And then I iced it. Mmmmm... Caaaaaaaaaaaake...

Parents went out for dinner and stuff, so I had a DVD I'd hired in (Chicago), and I went on the net.

I had a very... interesting... conversation with Macca.

Macca has a very... interesting... view of the world. )

Anyway, where was I?

Oh, yeah...

Chicago is SUCH a good movie. The best scene HAS to be the Cell Block Tango. "He was always tryin' to find himself; he'd go out every night, lookin' for himself. And on the way, he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary, and Irving. I guess you could say we broke up because of artistic differences: he saw himself as alive, and I SAW HIM DEAD."

I stayed up till 11:30 finishing that crossstitch. I lost track of time, but it's finally finished.

Today was much more interesting.

I missed out on the dog park. (*is mildly depressed*) The reason was, my parents and I had arranged to see David, Kristy, and Ella today.

We headed over there, and spent a couple of hours chatting and stuff. I converted Kristy to SoCo, and she asked David to rip it onto his laptop for her. David asked me if I wanted any of their albums, coz he has an order in the wings for Amazon, so I know have The Audioboxer EP winging my way! Yayay! Thanks go to David!

We brought the chocolate cake, and everybody drooled, except for Dad, who hates chocolate. That cake is best with ice cream, so Kristy and I headed to the local Petrol station and bought some Blue Ribbon vanilla, chatting about things like my mother's deal about puters and stuff on the way.

The petrol station was charging more than seven bucks for two litres of blue ribbon (!!!). I said that seemed a bit steep, but she didn't seem to mind.

Mmmm... Cake and ice cream...

We had intended to spend morning tea. I think we went home about two, which is a little later than your standard morning tea. I think the pizza helped.

A good day. *happy smile*
-Mmaster
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