Random musings

OK so what have I got to say???

Well it's quite great to finally have my laptop. Spent most of yesterday (wednesday) kitting it out with the right software (thankyou work) and of course tarting it up with an alien ware gui.

The rest of wednesday was pretty boring, lugging the free printer I got back home. Tonight though has been good. Finished off epsiode 1 of Etherscope for roleplay and now need to write it up and post it on the mailing list. I can now focus on the finale of vampire which will run after xmas. That gives more time to write stuff for Mage and also the playtest of the sci fi game, oh and of course finish the Etherscope short story and work on some new ideas and articles for it (I now kinda know how to run D20 combat faster..... bloody system).

Of course had the joy of meeting up for a drink later with

phuturatica

,

biomechanina

,

couchetard

, and

morningstar_lj

at GC and now have happily retired home to websurf from bed and to play some Emperor: Battle for Dune.


SO ends abother transmission from the guild

House Ordo all the way

Shattered Mirror.

A personality break down found by

kuroukaze

  . Pretty accurate... it's all below the cut.

My Personality

Neuroticism	19
Extraversion	66
Openness To Experience	75
Agreeableness	38
Conscientiousness	61

Test Yourself Compare Yourself View Full Report Find your soulmate / pysch twin Ugg Boots, MySpace Quizzes and Ugg Boots by Pulseware Survey Software

Any way less of that and on with the madness!


My brain still hasn't recovered from the ice cream, hazelnut liquor and mega strong expresso I had for dessert last night.

BIj! It's in my system.

As Gregoire would say...

"A hawehawehaw.... Frogs!!!!"




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Holochrome

Neutrino and bosons, an endless dance of decay;
Through one life to the next half life, entangled in fate;
Upon waves and crests and luminous ether;
Through levels and realities, never to fail;
What are we all, star dust or dark matter?






Had a good time last night out at Good Grief with biomechanina, phuturatica, Oz and Craig. Proteus were very good, highlight to the evening and a good set to end on.

Right now I'm utterly blah. Need to log onto the computer at work and sort some stuff out, feelign inspired though before we go for Viki's birthday meal later.

Right... tea is calling....

Inspired by Miss Jinny

Ash Wastes

Circle high crow, over ashen wastes.
Find home and solace in the bones,
Nest and preach, amuse thy tastes,
Look out onto the fields of banes.

House of Obscura

Vent the port plasma reactors....

Comment and I'll give you a letter; then you have to list 10 things you love that begin with that letter. Afterwards, post this in your journal and give out some letters of your own.

The letter "b" as nominated by

gothadh

baked beans - easy to make student food

battle royale - awesome film to watch and have a laugh at.

best friends - insipid yes but you know who you guys are.

brains - both for the zombie reason and for also being able to put them to use.

batman films - well ignoring a certain two films they utterly rock , and as a character he's one of the best

books - give me more, to feed the brain.

bacon - yeah go cry you veggies!

binhead - No one can show you the binhead.... you have to play it for your self

big sister - yeah the one you can tell anything and not get frowned at for it.

battlestar Galactica - utterly awesome series

This has been Kris ' actual'.

Go get some Frakking!

Ginger Bread

    Clara was lost in the fun fair. She had only gone off to watch one of the scarier rides, but then when she turned to see her parents hey were nowhere to been found. Her mum had always told her not to cry, and she didn't. Anyway, she had her candyfloss. She just needed to take a deep breathe and walk to find a policeman. They were always helpful she had been told.
    Wondering past the spinning tea cups, shiney ladybird carriages, coconut shys and other larger and wilder rides she teetered through the maze of walking legs. Lights shone and shirens wailed, echoing the screams fo delight of the bigger kids who were allowed on the better rides. 'No fair,' Clara sulked, her tantrums few but loud. She was often known for taking revenge on her dolls and stuffed animals. A few months ago Garfield had taken the brunt of her outburst and ended up with his entrials of cotton strewn across the living room for her mother to hoover up. 'I want to go on one.'
    It was from the corner of her eyes that she spotted perched upon the merry go round, up upon the microsized double decker a strange little fellow. Eyes made of smartees, his buttons and suti seem fashioned from sweet icing sugar. his lips a E number red. But as soon as she spotted him he was gone.
    'Hey wait mister!' Clara giggled and took off looking for the tiny man. Her eyes darted about, wide with awe and filled with tales and nursery rhymes. 'Where'd d'ya go?' She gobbled another tiny cloud of her pink candy.
    It was there in amongst the forest of legs and people that she spotted her intended play mate. He was jogging through the crowd, stumbling over the huge feet as he was only the size of a small baby, his feet baked cake, golden and ever so crumbling as he tripped. But no one noticed the animated biscuit. he merely got up again, scowled at the gargantuan humans, shaking his fist, and then darting off again.
    'Waited!' Clara called after the baked gentleman, scurrying off to follow the delightful being. She rounded the corner of on of the tents, the tattered red and yellow plastic fluttering in the autumnal wind, a dead leaf of laquered fabric. The little man was gone.
    'Where'd d'ya go mister? Hello?' Clara continued past the tent and toward the fence where the fun fair met the nearby woods. 'Hello mister Ginger Bread man? Heeelllloooooo?' Her bright blues eyes searched about. She was filled with joy. Ginger Bread men were real. Her friends would be so jealous shethought. Maybe he'd come home with her. Then they could play together for ages. A giggling laugh came from her lips. 'I can't wait!' She continued towards the fence, peering into the deep throng of trees, the only sound being that of the breeze rustling the forest floor, kicking up ruddy leaves and rattling skeletal branches. 'Miiissteeeerrr! Can we play? Do ya' want to come home with me? Daddy has made me a big house that you can live in.' Still no reply. 'Pleeeaaasseeee?'
    From behind one of the gnarled and rotting trees appear the little man of sugar and biscuit. Jauntily he waved and skipped about before runing off back into cover of the trees.
    'I'm gonna get you' Clara fumed, 'and then your gonna be my little pet!' She slid past the railings of the fence, dropping ehr candy floss on the damp grass and rushed off after the curious pastery man.
    For a number of minutes she ran, catching the rare glimpse of the Ginger Bread man as he darted between the trees. He was so fast for a man with such little legs. But Clara continued, and the trees grew thicker and darker. She stopped panting, almost at tears. 'Why won't ya' play with me!' She protested and balled her hands tightly.
    'Hey, over here.' A squeaky little voice replied from the trees. Clara followed the playful reply, picking her way over roots and piles of leaves, mud now caked up her shoes and onto her coat.
    'Oh there you are!' Delight crossed her face as before her on a stump sat the little cake man, his ruby lips of icing grinned. 'You ran me about a lot. Naughty you. I'm going to have to teach you a lesson.' She tutted, just as her mothered did, shaking an index finger at the nursery being.
    'Who me. I am Lord Ginger Snap Dragon,' and he hopped off the tree stump and pointed just behind her. 'And these are my associates.'
    From out of the woodland emerger 2 other tiny creatures. The first was a dark rabbit like being, sharp teeth made of icicing and a hide of blackest chocolate. The eyes beady and garnet. The other was in complete contrast, a bulbous figure of marshmallows, bubble gum and eyes of hard gums, the sugar glistening like a thousand little eyes. Clara just gasped.
    'This is Coco Lucky Foot,' he walked up to the cocoa rabbit and patted him on the rump. 'And this is his Honourable Fizzle Worth E203,' the sugar powdered clump of sweets burped a whispy reply.
    'Hello. Do you live here?' Clara was beside herself in amusement. No one would believe her. Well that was unless she got all of them to come home with her.
    'Live here? Oh why yes my sweet child. I and my companions have been here for many many years. Our last time out was when the fair was very different. Filled with the freaks and outcasts of man. It was very fun though.' Snap Dragon raised a hand to his mouth and laughed, and so did the others, the chocolate rabbit thumping a candy foot on the ground in jest.
    Clara was lost for words.
    'Now my dear to business.' Snap Dragon sauntered forward, his sickly smile turning grim, sucrose teeth just visible behind the red lips.
    'Yeah, business.' Burped the mound of sugar and fat that was Fizzle Worth. 'Get on with it Snap Dragon!'
    The cake man turned to regard his comrade. 'Fizzle Worth, calm yourself. These matters must be savoured.' He shook his head.
    Fizzle Worth croaked and coughed up another cloud of flavouring and colours, and alien mist in the depth of the forest. 'Sorry. Excuse me good Snap Dragon.'
    The chocolate bunny hopped forward approached Clara, sniffing at her. 'She's well fed I must say,' he looked her in the eye. 'Have we been a good girl this year? Santa would be very disappointed in you otherwise. Bad girls get coal.' Coco grinned and savoured every word. A wet tongue lapped out and licked his teeth.
    Clara stood to attention. 'I've been really good this year. I've done all my chores and not argued once.' She was smug.
    'Lies!' Blurted out Snap Dragon. 'All lies. My dear it seems you haven't the slightest clue what lies will do to you. I remember once a young boy, about your age I think. Claimed her was of a good caliber. Turned out he was a little thief. Isn't that right?'
    'Yeah'
    'Yes'
    The two candy beings replied to their leader promptly.
    'Now you my dear my not be a thief, but that doesn't mean you haven't been mean.' The Ginger Bread man turned from Clara and sighed, shaking his head. 'I mean wrath is one of the worst sins.' As one the entourage of sugary food turned to regard the little girl. Sharp fangs bared, their eyes burning a crimson of hate and hunger. 'And no one likes a bully!'

Oh what the hell.... bored and I have a new avatar or two

Ok so you may be wondering about the Mercury avatar I have.... well it's just a nod to the name of an ongoing character in some of my stories, pretty much my default archetype.

Plus apparently the planet mercuy is linked with the tarot card I got in that little test...heh?

Ok new avatar... need I say any more.... Its Gir!


Dance Gir dance!

About right I think!

You are The Magician

Skill, wisdom, adaptation. Craft, cunning, depending on dignity.

Eleoquent and charismatic both verbally and in writing,
you are clever, witty, inventive and persuasive.

The Magician is the male power of creation, creation by willpower and desire. In that ancient sense, it is the ability to make things so just by speaking them aloud. Reflecting this is the fact that the Magician is represented by Mercury. He represents the gift of tongues, a smooth talker, a salesman. Also clever with the slight of hand and a medicine man - either a real doctor or someone trying to sell you snake oil.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

pictures to make you all happy

Found some inspirational images

Gotchya ya little bastard!!!

Heh... good day at work as all the waiting now begins to pay off.... plus a bit of lateral thinking has won through on some data...... now I just need to apply my knowledge and make an army of terminators.


Ok picture time while I trawl though the net for some lit on 'dispersion'. Sounds exciting hey?





Things like this make me wish I could own an old warehouse, all old and dirty to waltz about in while having a few rooms that are plush inside it. Juxtaposition all the way.

Writing on the short story goes a pace. Got into a rhythm writing about 1k of words a night. Now hit 6000 and the club scene is finished. Time to start working on the conclusion and action of the story.

This is not a drill!

Actually yeah it is.

Sorting out the code for a program to check that it has not been screwed up between versions... yawn.

Oh well close to getting the last lot of data for the paper ready.... huzzah.

Also getting my laptop at last after Dell being total wankers to the uni.

Other stuff.... no not much.

Had a nice lunch with

biomechanina

and just chatted about stuff. Seems the weekend has been mad but then I don't need to tell you that. The weekend is pretty much booked up with Viki's birthday and going to Bond and also a meal on the sunday.

Now it's almost time to go home and to do some reading and some writing for roleplay.... got a nice new juicy book so I need to start finishing my plans for vampire and then get onto work with Mage.

Picture time (again)... but it makes my LJ look more interesting than it really is and also gives you guys something to stare at.




Yeah pretty creepy looking. It'll do.....

Picture time.... bored before bed

Full on Loki

Coyote Indeed, you are 79% erudite, 70% sensual, 45% martial, and 83% saturnine.

Coyote was an important being to several Native American tribes. He was one of those tricksters that are found in several world mythologies, in fact very close in temperament and deed to Loki of the Norse pantheon. Eternally scavenging for food, he represents the most basic instincts, but in other narratives, he is also the father of the Indian people and a potent conductor of spiritual forces in the form of sacred dreams. In the “Myth of the Stars and the Moon” he is shown as a wise counsellor even. There are more stories about him than stars in the sky. For example, did you hear the one about the “Spying Moon”? It seems that someone had pinched the moon, and Coyote offered to stand in as replacement. Everyone agreed that he made a fine moon, but from his elevated position Coyote could see everything that was going on. Being of an irritating disposition, he couldn't resist blowing the whistle on friends and enemies alike. "Hey, look what Badger is doing behind his tepee!" Pretty soon everyone was sick of his snooping and voted him out of the sky. But nothing can keep Coyote down for long. Being an old show-off, he loves to impress the girls by juggling his eyeballs. One day he threw one so high it got stuck in the sky and became the star Arcturus. So even now he's keeping an eye on us all. The Fifteen Gods These are the 15 categories of this test. If you score above average in … …all or none of the four variables: Dagda. … Erudite: Thoth. … Sensual: Frey. … Martial: Mars. … Saturnine: Mictlantecuhtli. … Erudite & Sensual: Amun. … Erudite & Martial: Odin. … Erudite & Saturnine: Anubis. … Sensual & Martial: Zeus. … Sensual & Saturnine: Cernunnos. … Martial & Saturnine: Loki. … Erudite, Sensual & Martial: Lug. … Erudite, Sensual & Saturnine: Coyote. … Erudite, Martial & Saturnine: Hades. … Sensual, Martial & Saturnine: Pan.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 59% on erudite You scored higher than 40% on sensual You scored higher than 18% on martial You scored higher than 91% on saturnine

Link: The Mythological God Test written by Nitsuki on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Asscrackistan is Mine!!! Hail Me Asscrackistan.... executions for all!!!

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last Saturday I gave biomechanina   a wet willie, then I took it back (-5 points). In October kittibunni   and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). Last Sunday I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). Last Wednesday I ruled Asscrackistan as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). In August I helped chrisptofu   across the street (6 points). Overall, I've been nice (731 points). For Christmas I deserve a shiny red ball! Sincerely, kris_ether

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

Full on Neural...... I need to do some surgery

OK so today lets sum it up.

1. Lab demonstrating distillation - no fires etc... just broken glassware..... bonus
2. Check the neural nets. Not to good on the training with this example (too much noise I feel so I need to start plan B, Partitioning Neural Networks). Oh well lets see how it works out when the nets are used, maybe it'll just be drowned out... I hope.
3. Got another 1000 words written last night. Hopefull do a bit more before roleplay tonight.
4. Planning some more work..... and what I need ready for my meeting.
5. Coffee
6. More Coffee
7. Graf's
8. Tried to read my in character journal for roleplay.... even I can't read cos I was that stoned when writing it. Utter madness and crazo (cos I'm just trying to be a crazier guy)
9. PLanning what to do for the rest of the week.
10. Major date to set for the Murder Mystery game.... here goes.

    By Decree of the appointed officials of the Binsraad the Murder Mystery game "Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Silver Bullet" will take place on the 16th of December. Those of you who are known to the Binsraad please contact us to be involved. Binsraad Councilors please ensure others are told.
    There are only 8 characters available for the game so others present are to be 'cameos'.
    Food and drink to be brought along should be in theme. When I say that it is three courses and I think Chinese or indian would be good. Drink wise well Brandy is a must. Main Characters should dress as so ie period victorian turn of century. Smoking jackets and pipes and canes, top hats, bowlers and so forth.

    16th of December - Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Silver Bullet

    Location - Lukes (for now unless others have better suggestions)

    If the date is a bad one then please say!

Life has a score

Just a test.... make of it what you will.

Observation is reality, but reality gives us a chance to observe. The paradox of quantum theory. The mind uses the faculties at its disposal to make an observation and thus define reality with the consensual world. Yet with out these measurements reality is underfined and exists in it's purest form of mathematics. We are just gold fish at the bottom of the pool watching the shadows of ripples on the surface above.

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	6.8
Mind:	7.2
Body:	6.5
Spirit:	5.9
Friends/Family:	3.2
Love:	2.9
Finance:	7.9
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

2006: A space oddity!

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/6135450.stm

Amusing since in the original book the monoliths are on Saturn and not Jupiter.

One word... hmmm

You.
Can.
Only.
Type.
One.
Word.

No.
Explanations.

Not as easy as you might think...

1. Yourself: Thoughtful

2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend: zilch

3. Your hair? Spikey

4. Your mother? Source

5. Your father? Drive

6. Your favourite item: Pen

7. Your dream last night: Surreal

8. Your favourite drink: Tea

9. Your dream car: DeLorean

10. The room you are in: Books

11. Your ex: void

12. Your fear: lost

13. What you want to be in 10 years: Published

14. Who you hung out with last night? Computer

15. What you're not? Jock

16. Muffins: Yes

17: One of your wish list items: Companion

18: Time: Ticking

19. The last thing you did: type

20. What you are wearing: cyber

21. Your favourite weather: broken

22. Your favourite book: Neuromancer

23. The last thing you ate: Toast

24. Your life: Menagerie

25. Your mood: drained

Huzzah!!!!

	kris_ether discovered time travel
	kris_ether is now selling the drug that allowed it for 1 million dollars a pill
'What will your Headline be?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Cathulu lives

On and here is a nosferatu cat




Sweet


"Go now unto the horde of the Felinius Viridius and retrieve the Flange of Power, for it is mighty and will harvest all the puerilium of the galaxy" - Solidium Feline - aka Solid Pussy

"take the challenge of the Klingon sword to determine your destiny"

Experience Bij!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Klingon_Challenge

peDoghQo'

*Bij means pain

Write monkey... WRITE!!!

OK so great news is had as I get an email offering me to write up some stuff for an Etherscope suppliment.

I am so totally psyched. I mean I emailed Andrew with a host of other ideas plus I can then playtest my stuff on Nigel and then have it turn up in a book.

Utter solidium primus to the hilt!

So other news?

Nah bugger all.

Waiting for my bloody data to finish coming out of the server...... paint drying..... on a shaved goat.

Watched some anime with Stacey and gorged on pasta and profiter rolls. Hmmm such sweet chocolate.

Oh on a side note. Twinnings Chai tea is the shit! Though not the kind to make love to (Non binheadiums please ignore).

I've trawled through my notes from the last year on my Vampire chronicle and there is loads to do. I think I have the idea of how to run the final stories. Mad election of chaos and terror. But I still can find the thing that makes me go "Aha". Much pondering to be done.

Saturday should be fun with Dan's moving in meal. Picked up some honey cigars for a bit of fun (plus we we're smoking them down at Skin 2). Now I just need to get the stuff for Barnamint Baileys. Thats Ice cream, creme de menthe, baileys and oreo cookies blended together. Now that stuff is great. Though alcohol induced brain freeze is less desirable.

Ok so tonight???? Um.... write that short story.

Now for a monkey.


Yeeeaaaa.... I is da king byatches. Go have a cragnanny ya bastards!