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Tuesday, March 20, 2007
It's been a while...
So...ummm...hello?
Is this thing on?
Been a while eh?
Sorry, sorry...been busy (why do I get the feeling I'm apologising to myself?)
But now it's 12:20AM and I'm still at Uni, trapped by Brisbanes infernal public transport system which refuses to run after 11:15PM
trying to weigh up whether I should fork out for a taxi...hmmm
It's either that or go and sleep on a friends love sack and no, it isn't what you're thinking...I'm just not that lucky
So I'm now demonstrating at Uni...2hrs of complete mayhem as 3rd year students run around, like the proverbial decapitated poultry, trying to do experiments while I sit back and laugh, pausing only occasionally to help one of the poor unfortunates.
Good Fun
Is this thing on?
Been a while eh?
Sorry, sorry...been busy (why do I get the feeling I'm apologising to myself?)
But now it's 12:20AM and I'm still at Uni, trapped by Brisbanes infernal public transport system which refuses to run after 11:15PM
trying to weigh up whether I should fork out for a taxi...hmmm
It's either that or go and sleep on a friends love sack and no, it isn't what you're thinking...I'm just not that lucky
So I'm now demonstrating at Uni...2hrs of complete mayhem as 3rd year students run around, like the proverbial decapitated poultry, trying to do experiments while I sit back and laugh, pausing only occasionally to help one of the poor unfortunates.
Good Fun
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
A Poem of Niceness
Because what else am I gonna do with my time? =/
I write this verse for Luke
A fellow beyond rebuke
He wanted a poem
So now I'll show 'im
This here rhyme aint no fluke
So the rhyming begins with a first
By a poet who's truly well versed
It draws us all in
with content not thin
And leaves us with a poetical thirst
The second begins with a flourish
The readers interest to nourish
It continues the story
Of lyrical glory
And there isn't a partner for flourish
Now to the third plus one
Where we bask in theoretical sun
Dreaming of days
Of sentence and phrase
But still onward the verses must run
Then sadly it comes to an end
The straight must come to a bend
I want my book
And my quiet nook
I hope you enjoy this my friend
Fin.
I write this verse for Luke
A fellow beyond rebuke
He wanted a poem
So now I'll show 'im
This here rhyme aint no fluke
So the rhyming begins with a first
By a poet who's truly well versed
It draws us all in
with content not thin
And leaves us with a poetical thirst
The second begins with a flourish
The readers interest to nourish
It continues the story
Of lyrical glory
And there isn't a partner for flourish
Now to the third plus one
Where we bask in theoretical sun
Dreaming of days
Of sentence and phrase
But still onward the verses must run
Then sadly it comes to an end
The straight must come to a bend
I want my book
And my quiet nook
I hope you enjoy this my friend
Fin.