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Yes, I said I wasn't Blogging for six weeks. But I also said that applied unless I wrote more. And I've written. So it's justified, if you can actually count this as a Blog...

At school, I think I liked them. In fact, any excuse not to go to school was probably hailed as the best thing since rubbing sticks together to make fire. And given that my readership seems mostly to comprise schoolies these days (non-schoolies excepted), many of you will probably be shocked to learn that this holiday was, in fact, quite a terrible day.

 

Oh yes. See, for those who don't know (also a growing number of my readers) the Blue Mountains highway runs through, would you believe, the Blue Mountains. This means that it's winding through variously built-up and natural land features, along an inexplicably twisted route. So it is two lanes for parts of the journey, three or four for other parts. This, in turn, means that the slightest increase in traffic flow leads to more stoppages than the Teachers' Federation angling for a pay rise. It's not bad taste when I say it. Inclement weather is also no help on days like these, because rain and fog somehow seem to bring out the worst in people.

 

So not only are you dealing with traffic at a standstill over a thirty odd kilometre stretch of dual-lane road, you also have to contend with the ancient Nissan Pajero, wider than it is long, trying to insinutate itself past you along the bicycle lane. It's much like watching an army tank trying to squeeze through a waterslide. Oh, and even the bike lane is about to vanish, so the driver of this monstrous beastie is trying to merge into you, without losing any forward momentum. Combine this with a truck breathing down your neck behind you, and a learner driver in front of you stalling every time the poor thing tries to move forward (I'm pretty tolerant of learners, but this increasingly agitated young woman was a bit unhelpful), and you don't end up feeling your best.

 

And the traffic is even at a dead standstill past the house. That's a bad sign. We're not even that close to the highway...

 

Just in case anyone cares, this is probably going to be my last entry for... 6 weeks. Unless something truly memorable happens, or unless I write some more.

...Or not. Really, I'm just far too glad that the holidays are here. In the past three days alone I've destroyed an entire woodland ecology through printing something like 200 pages of assignments, and trees now shy away from me as I walk past ("Ah no! It's Joel! Run away! ...OH no! We're trees; we can't run!")

 

But dodgy assignments aside, let's take stock of the situation.

 

Completely lacking in sleep: Check.

Eyes barely able to focus thanks to staring at computer screen: Check.

Thoroughly convinced of failure in the final Science assignment: Check.

Unable to concentrate on one thing for any length of time: Check.

Coming down with the black plague: Check.

 

And life could not be better! Because I'm on holiday.

 

And life goes on. Unless, of course, you die; then it doesn't.

Oh, that's what I was going to say (weeks ago). I saw X MEN III the other week, and seeing as how so many people like to Blog about movies they've seen, I thought I should give it a go. No spoilers are contained herewith.

 

First off: brilliant movie. Amazingly powerful, dramatic, shocking, intense, sad, and so on. Lots happens. It's not spoiling anything to say that Jean Grey isn't dead (you can see her in the trailers and promotions) and she is downright hot! Better with short hair perhaps (a la X MEN II), but still... I'm not complaining. And she's just such a cool character. I've heard that the movie actualyl stays pretty faithful to the run of the series, so for any X MEN buffs out there, it's not going to make you turn sour.

 

If I was going to criticise it at all, I'd have to say that the writer played up the whole "which side will you choose?" theme a bit too much. Every second line seemed to be highlighting, circling, emphasising, putting flashing lights around and big arrows pointing to the fact that there are different perspectives of the whole issue. The story, as hinted at in the trailer, involves the discovery of a drug that can "cure" people of being a mutant. Is it a good idea? Should people have the right to choose not to be mutants? Should the drug be weaponised? What happens if somebody tries to misuse it? And so on. And then there's the split between Wolverine and Cyclops, and the issue of Professor X, and Jean Grey, and Angel, and Magneto (all of these guys are on posters everywhere; let me rehash that I'm spoiling nothing.)

 

But yeah. And it seems to introduce some mutants from the series too, apparently. Kitty Pryde, a girl who can walk through walls (She appeared in the second movie too), makes her cameo, along with a funky guy who can clone himself, and good ol' Juggernaught, who has a cool accent (can't remember who the actor is called). And the Phoenix, who is just cool. So it really is an all-star lineup; go see it, then we can debate the philosophy of the X MEN until the cows come home. Given the cows don't know where I live, this may be a very long time.

(Also the title of a muchly decent album from none other than your friendly neighborhood rockers, Seether)

 

No. Just because a lot of people had  raised. Eyebrows after reading the previous Blog entry of mine, I thought it might be wise to burst that little psychotropic bubble you're in. (Yes, psychotropic is a word; no, it doesn't work there. Get over it)

 

The mounting my housemate and I (and later the third housmeate too) were doing was not the sort to cause raised eyebrows at all, unless you're overly turned on by cardboard and glue, in which case see a therapist. Hell, go see one anyway; there's bound to be something wrong with you.

 

Yes. Mounting artworks is a tough task, and as shown below, can have a number of verbal similarities with other forms of mounting, when twisted through a devilishly bored mind and spun through a wringer, so that the poor words lose all their original meaning and are forced to walk the streets, naked and hungry, in search of scraps.

 

And so that's that. Interestingly, and completely off-topic, Azukar was cloned last night. Twice, in fact. Yep, you heard right: there were not one was three Azukars trawling the fetid depths of MSN last night. And wasn't it wonderfully confusing.

 

Listening to: Twentysomething - Jamie Cullum. Oh, what a great song :-D If I didn't know better, I'd say he was a twenty-something himself!

Mood: Anticipatory. I'm heading off to work shortly (sigh)

Socks or no socks: Socks. And shoes, come to that.

Oh yes, mounting. No tip-toeing around the issue; my housemate and I have been at it for something like the past five to six hours. And to be honest, my back is killing me and I'm totally buggered. For a bit of variation, we've even been through two movies (Ocean's Eleven and Pirates of the Caribbean). I'm a bit bored of it now, and so is she. I've given up for the night, but she's probably going to keep going by herself for a while; at least she'll be warm.

 

Some of my rampant readers might be asking themselves by now "Why is the world is Azukar writing about his mounting experiences with his housemate at 1:30am on a Sunday morning, or indeed writing about it at all!?"

And they might have very valid reasons for thinking this. The fact is that we've been procrastinating about doing it for weeks now, and it seems that we had to wait for the other housemate to leave before we could start. Which is just pathetic, really. We should've just bit the bullet and done it ages ago, and so should our other housemate have followed suit. I mean, he's even got a girlfriend who apparently is more than willing to give him a hand, as it were.

 

And so there we have it. I think we're more or less done now, but I for one will be finishing the job tomorrow some time (or later today; either way I mean Sunday), otherwise it'll probably never be completed. Which would just leave me completely screwed over.