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Howdy doody. By the bye, the title of this post is completely unrelated to how I'm feeling or anything like that. I'm just on a power-ballad kick at the moment. I was just gonna make a power ballad icon, but the best picture I could find of a fist clench was this one. Admittedly it's brilliant, but without explanation, it doesn't really suggest powerballad. What I need is an Eighties woman with big hair fist-clenching.

I still reckon that this bloke is probably listening to Roxette.

Anyways, despite having internet at home, I am, right now, updating from work. I KNOW!!! I'm still at work! And I'm gonna be here at least another hour. Poo. Well everyone else in the lab has gone home so at least I feel comfortable updating my journal here.

Well what's been going on in the world of Paul? Well I forget. I keep meaning to post stuff here when stuff happens, but I always end up leaving it til I'm too tired to be arsed. The house is still much duller without Stoke Dave. I'm the only one singing/squealing now. The fact that no-one else is also takes quite a bit of enjoyment out of it. Life's pretty OK right now though to be honest.

I got a collection of 1000 short stories from ebay the other day for only £6!!! That's 20 large volumes!!! See here. Admittedly, the postage was £15, but still, that's damn cheap for such a fine collection of books. I originally planned to find volume XX and just buy that from somewhere because it's got a couple of stories my great granddad wrote in it; but for SIX SQUID!!! I couldnee resist.

What else has gone on... hmmmm... well I got a delightful CD and note through the post from that lovely little Ms Regina from the ole US. Oooh, on a completely unrelated note, I think I get take-away withdrawal. I've been having a lot of take-away recently because the local supermarket closed, but now I've been getting some food in from a supermarket in town - and all of a sudden I'm constantly knackered!!! I'm sure I'll get over it, but I love my fatty fatty take-aways!!!

I'm sure I had stuff that I wanted to post. Exciting things happening in the life of Paul, but they can't be that exciting because I've forgotten them all. Oh, I did have an interview about my literature review on Monday (everyone has to have one). It went darned tootin' well I have to say. My writing style was particularly complimented which is damned nice when you're a scientist. We're generally known for our complete ineptitude when it comes to communication, so that was nice. In the notes sent to the graduate office, they wrote that the style was excellent and of PhD thesis standard already! Score! Well enough bigging me up.

Oooh, actually, on that note I do want to continue (not the bigging me up, the writing thing). I'm thinking about the future of my career and it occurred to me that I have no options at the moment. I haven't considered what to do if at some point I decide I don't want to go into research. One thing I was thinking of is perhaps writing either for a science magazine or writing science stuff for newspapers (please believe me, the writing you see on here is not representative of my writing as a whole, this is just the spewing of my mind). The thing is that I have absolutely no experience at all plus I have no English qualifications. Does anyone know of any reasonable newspaper/magazine/whatever which might accept articles from unknown writers, or does anyone know of any other way of doing that sort of thing?

Anyways, enough of that. I feel like ranting, but I don't really have anything in my head to rant about at the moment. Sure, I could have a go at the churches and their attacks on the law providing equality for all homosexuals but that's just too obvious. Oooooh, I know. Well it's not really a rant, it's more of a gloat. Anybody ever heard of Kent Hovind? Well he's a creationist nob. I don't just mean that he believes in creationism. That just means that you're ignorant of science. This guy proper attacks evolution and all those who espouse it. The man constantly calls us nazis because apparently natural selection says that it's OK to kill the weak or some shite like that (I'd like to reiterate that it doesn't and, while I'm sure some people have probably used natural selection as an excuse to do bad things, religion can hardly have a go. Has anybody ever used religion to justify bad things?). Anyways, this guy's been put in prison for tax evasion. Yes, he's the Al Capone of our time. Nice.

And after that note of randomity (I know it's not a word, shut up, it should be), I shall bid you adieu. Toodles


Feb. 3rd, 2007 05:34 am (UTC)
I now *so* want you to post a video playing the flute.


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