i had this brainwave that i would try to scan my storyboard for Antartica again, and that scan only took, 10 secs, for a 4 meg file, AND the images opens! now it scans page 1, what a happy little scanner, room is always so stuffy, i cannot believe how different it is from the computer room at the Hub which was like a refrigerater, and Richard was always in it, and he always said that he didn't mind the cold, bah, these files are STILL too big, and windows imaging is a piece of shit, it is almost like there are bits of program that they forgot to write, ah there it goes, damn i already copied it, it is like it doesn't seem to resize, i can't work it out, it must resize the image but i can't figure out what they have called it, ugh, it seems that i can only do it by changing the resolution, so far, only option, suckful,

oh oh gossip, when i got to tafe, there's this chick and two cops walking around, and the chick has had her car stolen! ohmigod, that would be horrible, i would just cry if Aurora got stolen so of course i do something that i haven't done in ages and i have overwritten the wrong file, so i get to scan again! here we go again, that's rite, do you ever find yourself staring off into space, and you just can't remember what you were thinking about? i seem to do it a lot, and i think that tripping has made me aware of it, a flood of thought to make me aware of no thought,

finally i got the storyboard page 1 rescanned. i wish there was more room between me and computer. was the Wizard of Oz really a children's story? that reminds me, i want to research all the Cinderella myths to find out how they have changed over the eons, Kylie bought this movie going cheap, and it is called Beowulf, and it has Christopher Lambert in it, and it is some wierd written, put-into-another-time version of the Beowulf myth, and Grendel the monster is female, i have finally put more money on my fone, funny thing is, i never think of sending free SMS's when i am on the internet, maybe i'll have a go

now... sigh... still going... if there was one to be found, *sigh* now i am at vodaphone but it still doesn't tell me if it is free, and no they are not free, gee i am hungry now, i typed in www.freesms.com, and it took me to an index site, but i still haven't found a freesms site, i gues that there is probably a reason why you stopped using that facility yourself

aye yah carumba! i've fucked that up too

and i've just gotten this msg today:

A reminder to everyone to be conscious of the security of personal items. 
An art student had her bag, keys, mobile and car stolen  today. The bag was 
unattended for only a brief moment.
Please pass the message onto your students as well.
Thanks Jen
Jen Mann
Head of Centre
Arts and Community Education
Sunraysia Institute of TAFE. Mildura
Ph. 0350223739

Richard Mintern Educational Manager ~ Environmental Science Sunraysia Institute of TAFE Ph: 5022 3654 Fax: 5022 3748

so now i am registered with smspup.com, and i have a password sent to my email account, and an activation key sent to my mobile, and it is all very flash and formal, and i was waiting for Erin to finish her stuff, so i could go and have dinner with her and she has run off with someone else. i just can't win :{<

it is like MUDing, smspup says i have 5 pup points, ugh, i can get more points by dobbing my friends in, or by reading the junk mail they send me *sigh* why isn't it simple and easy like it used to be?

it is 5pm, have to tell you about my dream and where it came from i dreamed that i was in Brisbane: i was at 4ZZZ, and zed had two buildings, i was in one building with Doug and Mick, and i was talking on the phone to Garry who was in the studio, and he was in another building, and they all asked where i had been and what it had been like, and Ipswich Road, i couldn't remember the name of Ipswich Road, (?) the road that goes through Annerley and goes to Ipswich but i think it is called something else. and i was trying to work out how long it would take to get from where i was to the studio and whether i would get there before Garry left,

while i am in the studio some people come who are selling eggs! like those people that accost people in restaurants with roses, and they are free range eggs, and they don't come in cardboard cartons, and i see someone buy two eggs, and the man and the woman extract two eggs with these long handled, egg spoon ladle things, and i am filled with the warm fuzzy feeling, that people are selling food without containers

Scene2: i think i am Indian, and i have children, and i am sorting grapes, the perfect grapes i put into a bucket in front of me, and the imperfect ones i put into another container and i throw the dodgey ones to my children to eat, [hmmm and i think i've just worked out what that part means, i am my children and i am giving them dodgey food]

Scene3: all i can remember is that it was about the end of the day, leaving work, and locking up, and saying good-bye to everyone, i am working in big place that looks like the foyer of the Sheraton, with a huge staircase

so where did that dream come from? i ran into Jeremy yesterday on the Mall, and he told me that he was going on holiday, and to the Sunshine Coast, and i wanted to say, "oh can i come too?" but i didn't, why didn't i? i want him to ask me if i want to go to QLD with him, he is going surfing, and he is going through Sydney on the way back. so i just dreamt about Brisbane instead

oh oh, www.praguepost.com/daily.htm is all about the flooding

did you see Metropolis? it is good.

must go now, i will call you soon, today, tomorrow, i got you a present too, lots of love and bouncing jellybabies, Bouncing Amber