I like funny girls.
It occurred to me a while ago that within my social sphere there is a severe lack of funny girls. Now the thought just depresses me. Yes, there are plenty girls who can go along with jokes. There is certainly an abundance of girls who will laugh and giggle to good (or bad) humour. But there are very few who can generate their own humour. Most of the clowns (proverbially speaking) I know are guys. AND I’m also not including girls who are accidentally amusing. Although they can sometimes be incredibly funny, it’s…well… not what I’m talking about.
xtn’s Superficial attractiveness scale.
In order to try and improve myself, I am attempting to quantify my own superficial attractiveness and find out where I can make improvements. The following figures are based on sweeping generalisations of what I believe are attractive and unattractive within my own social sphere. In no way does this reflect any real and/or meaningful scientific studies. That I know of. It is possible that the figures match up exactly to some respected scientific study but that would be purely by accident and not careful and responsible scientific research.
I will begin by what I call the PA. Your PA is your Potential Attractiveness. This covers everything from your height, face shape, nose, the size of your… um… ears. Basically it’s everything about you that you can’t change without plastic surgery.
For the sake of modesty, let’s just call my PA ‘PA’.
Here are my current attributes, as judged by myself.
Plays basketball: +5
Plays tennis: +3
Aptitude in other sports: -3
Collects comics: -10
Haircut: +4
Facial hair: -3
Slight acne problem: -2
Musical ability: 0
Fashion sense (inoffensive): 0
Flab level: -7
Fitness level: -3
Interesting occupation: +10
Low-paying occupation: -10
Car (Lancer coupe in current unwashed state): +3
Sense of humour: +3
Writing ability: +1
Music taste: +1
Perceived intelligence: +5
Artistic ability: +2
Social skills: +5
Dancing skills: -2
Cooking skills: +2
Moderate level of computer game playing: -2
Aptitude in computer game playing: -1
Mysteriousness scale: -3
Bastard scale: -3
Wealth: -2
By these calculations, I am operating at PA-7. Which means I am underachieving on my potential by 7 points.
Hmmm… at least there’s still improvements to be had.
Here are some Upgrades I had in mind.
Clean car upgrade: +1
New sports coupe upgrade: +5
Guitar playing upgrade: +5
New shaver upgrade: +1
Queer eye upgrade: +5
Celebrity status upgrade: +50
Good-looking girlfriend upgrade: +4
Seriously…
I’m sick of talking about serious things. I really am. I’m sick of having to justify myself. I’m sick of getting advice. I’ll still give advice and listen to you if you want me to. But don’t get me started on myself. And if I do so on my own accord, I would appreciate it if you would just grin and bear it. That will make me stop sooner.
I’d rather talk about funny nonsense. And about pretty girls in ghastly pink jacket and fishnets ensembles.
Monday, July 26, 2004
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Warning: This post might not follow much logic. I’m not sure. I haven’t written it yet. I just have this feeling it won’t.
I remember I used to be so full of conviction about a lot of topics. And I was really good are arguing them too. That’s just not the case anymore. I just don’t seem to believe in anything strongly enough anymore. I’m still opinionated but that may be just force of habit rather than real conviction. I can change my mind at any time.
At university, I learnt a whole bunch of stuff. And perhaps my brain just couldn’t handle the overload of information. Especially since my subjects tended to deal with vague generalisations that, while occupying cosmic-level scope, has little real worth in the real world.
There was this one subject called ‘Personal Identity’ that dealt with the question of ‘What makes us the same person today as we were yesterday?’ Through philosophy, psychology, biology, sociology, etc. what this subject aimed to do was to pinpoint the essence of a human person. And you know what we came up with?
Nothing.
The closest thing we could come to a coherent consensus was that I see you yesterday as being the same person as you are today because to me, you seem like you are the same person that I saw yesterday.
Yes, that is entirely circular. But it’s also the only way you can look at it that works on all levels. As is my answer to a lot of things these days – it just is. In the final class, one guy shouted out ‘but there has to be a single essence!’ and then stormed out.
In a way, what I guess I am saying is that the world works in a way that is really too complicated for me (and my lecturer and class evidently) to understand, articulate or use in any meaningful way. It would be far too arrogant for me (yes, even for me) to suggest that there is no absolute truth. All I’m saying is that I haven’t found it (though I may have had at one point… a story for another time) yet.
However, I’m also acutely aware that while it’s all well and good to go along this path, worldly values we put on things, whether they be artificial or not, are perfectly valid. Emotional responses are perfectly valid. Lots of things are perfectly valid.
My cousin used to tell me that she had a lot of difficulty in her philosophy classes because everyone’s viewpoint sounded good to her. At the time, I arrogantly dismissed her as a flake. But she was right. And I was wrong.
It might be the case that every individual is different but judging them and stereotyping them and pigeonholing them isn’t wrong either. We need to make quick superficial judgements in order to function in life, and especially in a society. No matter how correct they are. We can always iron out the creases later.
I now have the belief that the life we live has no real meaning or purpose. I believe in fate but only in a scientific, molecular level sense. But that doesn’t mean that we can’t have meaning in our lives. And it doesn’t mean that that meaning is any more superficial.
After speaking to a friend last week, I realised that she spent over half her conversation talking about what kind of person she is. I think I do a bit of this too. Though not as bad. It’s what people do when they don’t feel like they belong anywhere. They don’t feel like they have a place in this world and so they have to justify their own existence. Having to listen to this can be annoying. But it’s also unnecessary. Why do so many people find it necessary to be so consistent?
Why do I lack conviction in anything now? Because not all the holes can be covered. I sometimes need to contradict myself in order to not shoot myself in the foot. You can cover your holes with good argument techniques but not if you’re going to be truly honest with yourself.
So here is my line for the day:
‘Inconsistency is the only true form of honesty.’
Life isn’t black and white. But neither is it shades of grey. It’s more like a Rorschach inkblot.
Now if only I understood what they are exactly.
I remember I used to be so full of conviction about a lot of topics. And I was really good are arguing them too. That’s just not the case anymore. I just don’t seem to believe in anything strongly enough anymore. I’m still opinionated but that may be just force of habit rather than real conviction. I can change my mind at any time.
At university, I learnt a whole bunch of stuff. And perhaps my brain just couldn’t handle the overload of information. Especially since my subjects tended to deal with vague generalisations that, while occupying cosmic-level scope, has little real worth in the real world.
There was this one subject called ‘Personal Identity’ that dealt with the question of ‘What makes us the same person today as we were yesterday?’ Through philosophy, psychology, biology, sociology, etc. what this subject aimed to do was to pinpoint the essence of a human person. And you know what we came up with?
Nothing.
The closest thing we could come to a coherent consensus was that I see you yesterday as being the same person as you are today because to me, you seem like you are the same person that I saw yesterday.
Yes, that is entirely circular. But it’s also the only way you can look at it that works on all levels. As is my answer to a lot of things these days – it just is. In the final class, one guy shouted out ‘but there has to be a single essence!’ and then stormed out.
In a way, what I guess I am saying is that the world works in a way that is really too complicated for me (and my lecturer and class evidently) to understand, articulate or use in any meaningful way. It would be far too arrogant for me (yes, even for me) to suggest that there is no absolute truth. All I’m saying is that I haven’t found it (though I may have had at one point… a story for another time) yet.
However, I’m also acutely aware that while it’s all well and good to go along this path, worldly values we put on things, whether they be artificial or not, are perfectly valid. Emotional responses are perfectly valid. Lots of things are perfectly valid.
My cousin used to tell me that she had a lot of difficulty in her philosophy classes because everyone’s viewpoint sounded good to her. At the time, I arrogantly dismissed her as a flake. But she was right. And I was wrong.
It might be the case that every individual is different but judging them and stereotyping them and pigeonholing them isn’t wrong either. We need to make quick superficial judgements in order to function in life, and especially in a society. No matter how correct they are. We can always iron out the creases later.
I now have the belief that the life we live has no real meaning or purpose. I believe in fate but only in a scientific, molecular level sense. But that doesn’t mean that we can’t have meaning in our lives. And it doesn’t mean that that meaning is any more superficial.
After speaking to a friend last week, I realised that she spent over half her conversation talking about what kind of person she is. I think I do a bit of this too. Though not as bad. It’s what people do when they don’t feel like they belong anywhere. They don’t feel like they have a place in this world and so they have to justify their own existence. Having to listen to this can be annoying. But it’s also unnecessary. Why do so many people find it necessary to be so consistent?
Why do I lack conviction in anything now? Because not all the holes can be covered. I sometimes need to contradict myself in order to not shoot myself in the foot. You can cover your holes with good argument techniques but not if you’re going to be truly honest with yourself.
So here is my line for the day:
‘Inconsistency is the only true form of honesty.’
Life isn’t black and white. But neither is it shades of grey. It’s more like a Rorschach inkblot.
Now if only I understood what they are exactly.
Monday, July 05, 2004
Kinda, sorta, maybe
I have a somewhat sadistic friend who always tells me that he prefers reading my blog when I’m miserable. Well I
That’s how I was gonna start my entry after the other two ways that I was gonna start it. I deleted those other ones. But I’ll just keep writing here otherwise I’ll never finish. Even if the end product doesn’t make much sense.
I haven’t written in a while. I just don’t want to be writing self-loathing entries. I enjoy writing my stories on the other blog but it just takes too long sometimes. I’ll get to it soon. I hope those who’ve been reading enjoy them. Please gimme feedback. Even if to say ‘I hate them.’
My 5 days
Mostly I shopped. Slept. Got my car serviced. Got 4 new tyres. Bought heaps of CDs. Some albums I bought for 99c! Riss had been harping on about Dave Matthews for years and I finally bought a non-live album by the band. It’s really good music. Crash into me is so so good for a song that is so so lacking in form and structure. But the song find of my CD shopping spree would be Summer Teeth by Wilco. It’s just a really nice song. Although I suspect the lyrics are rather sinister but I don’t wanna know. I’ve been listening to songs called ‘Excuse me if I break my own heart’. I don’t need any more negativity.
Straight eye for the straight guy
I don’t need a queer eye for my makeover. I just need to buy clothes that I don’t normally buy (which I did) and grow a goatee (which I have). I wanted to grow my hair too but I can’t be bothered. Seriously, if I wasn’t so damn lazy, I could really make something of myself. I should look into it.
In the end I probably don’t look that much different and if anything, I reckon I probably look worse. But at least it makes me feel different, which counts for a lot seeing as I’ve been feeling actual inadequacy for the first time in about 3 or 4 years.
My 2 years
Speaking of years, my blog is now over 2 years old as of May. By the end of August, it’ll be 2 years since it’s been called xtn, etc. It’s quite sad that nothing much has changed. But then again, I guess during these two years Tammin Sursok is still on Home and Away. But then again, she’s a celebrity and I’m still a nobody.
Er… should I write about this?
I cried watching Spiderman 2. Multiple times. Maybe I was just in an emotional state. Maybe it’s that I cry at all the wrong times and don’t cry when I expect to. Or maybe it’s just because the movie is basically a geeky fanboy’s wet dream come true. But um… yeah, not that kind of ‘wet’, but you get the idea.
I’ll write more another time. I’m hungry.
I have a somewhat sadistic friend who always tells me that he prefers reading my blog when I’m miserable. Well I
That’s how I was gonna start my entry after the other two ways that I was gonna start it. I deleted those other ones. But I’ll just keep writing here otherwise I’ll never finish. Even if the end product doesn’t make much sense.
I haven’t written in a while. I just don’t want to be writing self-loathing entries. I enjoy writing my stories on the other blog but it just takes too long sometimes. I’ll get to it soon. I hope those who’ve been reading enjoy them. Please gimme feedback. Even if to say ‘I hate them.’
My 5 days
Mostly I shopped. Slept. Got my car serviced. Got 4 new tyres. Bought heaps of CDs. Some albums I bought for 99c! Riss had been harping on about Dave Matthews for years and I finally bought a non-live album by the band. It’s really good music. Crash into me is so so good for a song that is so so lacking in form and structure. But the song find of my CD shopping spree would be Summer Teeth by Wilco. It’s just a really nice song. Although I suspect the lyrics are rather sinister but I don’t wanna know. I’ve been listening to songs called ‘Excuse me if I break my own heart’. I don’t need any more negativity.
Straight eye for the straight guy
I don’t need a queer eye for my makeover. I just need to buy clothes that I don’t normally buy (which I did) and grow a goatee (which I have). I wanted to grow my hair too but I can’t be bothered. Seriously, if I wasn’t so damn lazy, I could really make something of myself. I should look into it.
In the end I probably don’t look that much different and if anything, I reckon I probably look worse. But at least it makes me feel different, which counts for a lot seeing as I’ve been feeling actual inadequacy for the first time in about 3 or 4 years.
My 2 years
Speaking of years, my blog is now over 2 years old as of May. By the end of August, it’ll be 2 years since it’s been called xtn, etc. It’s quite sad that nothing much has changed. But then again, I guess during these two years Tammin Sursok is still on Home and Away. But then again, she’s a celebrity and I’m still a nobody.
Er… should I write about this?
I cried watching Spiderman 2. Multiple times. Maybe I was just in an emotional state. Maybe it’s that I cry at all the wrong times and don’t cry when I expect to. Or maybe it’s just because the movie is basically a geeky fanboy’s wet dream come true. But um… yeah, not that kind of ‘wet’, but you get the idea.
I’ll write more another time. I’m hungry.
Friday, June 18, 2004
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
Degrees of separation
Forgive me.
I've started yet another blog.
This one will be a repository for random stories that I come up with. The concept behind it is that each successive story has a character that appeared or is connected to another character in the last story posted. Basically, this is to anchor the stories in the one 'universe'. A sense of connection between the characters and events. Or it's just another unoriginal gimmick.
Anyway, all are welcome to read and all are welcome to contribute, as long as you follow the above concept. Otherwise, just ignore this and keep reading xtn, etc.
There's just too much going on in the head.
Christian...
Forgive me.
I've started yet another blog.
This one will be a repository for random stories that I come up with. The concept behind it is that each successive story has a character that appeared or is connected to another character in the last story posted. Basically, this is to anchor the stories in the one 'universe'. A sense of connection between the characters and events. Or it's just another unoriginal gimmick.
Anyway, all are welcome to read and all are welcome to contribute, as long as you follow the above concept. Otherwise, just ignore this and keep reading xtn, etc.
There's just too much going on in the head.
Christian...
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
xtn’s weekend FAQ
Q. Did you audition for Australian Idol over the weekend?
A. NO, I did not. I had heard that I would have had to camp out a day or two earlier and I’m too lazy and it’s too cold to be doing something like that.
Q. But were you seriously planning to?
A. YES, I did. I would’ve loved to meet Dicko.
Q. No, seriously, were you really planning on auditioning?
A. YES.
Q. Did you think you would go far in the competition?
A. YES. As Marcia might say, I have a gift. I can take a song and make it my own. My voice isn’t so much a voice as an instrument. And I am much better-looking than Arnott from Popstars Live.
Q. No, seriously, did you think you’d go far in the competition?
A. OK, fine. NO, I did not. That’s probably part of the reason why I didn’t end up going. If I really thought I could crack the top 40, I’d camp out 3 days if that’s what it took. But seeing as I was gonna go ‘just for the experience’, it really wasn’t worth the hassle.
Q. So what did you do instead?
A. I’m glad you asked. On Saturday morning, at 6am, I had to drive up to Asquith Girls High for a Science Teacher’s conference. We were there until 3pm trying to sell our company’s books. It was basically a whole day of sitting around and talking to old people about high school text books. I got so tired since I stayed up rather late the night before. Maybe I should've camped out for Idol after all...
Q. Before your long drive, did you consume breakfast foods that had a low glycemic index to help you through the day?
A. NO. But I wish I did. I didn’t eat before the drive. I may have swallowed some toothpaste and water. But that’s about it.
Q. At the conference, did you see or touch any monkeys?
A. NO, unfortunately.
Q. What else did you do?
A. A somewhat unplanned dinner on Friday, and another somewhat unplanned dinner on Saturday, which was interesting but I don’t think I should talk about that here. On Sunday I played basketball, then bought a CD and at night I made okonomiyaki for my family.
Q. What aren’t you telling us?
A. Nothing. Sleep?
Q. OK, we’ll cut to the chase. How many hours of karaoke did you do over the weekend?
A. 3 *sigh*
Q. What CD did you buy and was it good?
A. Ben Kweller’s new one. And yes, I’ve been listening to it non-stop.
Q. Doesn’t it get in the way when you’re trying to sleep?
A. Well not literally ‘non-stop’ but you get the idea.
Q. Did you win in basketball?
A. YES we did. It was a rather easy win.
Q. Are you feeling much better since your last blog entry?
A. Well not really. But I get by. Thank you for asking though.
Q. So are you really that wonderful a person as you make yourself out to be?
A. YES, I am. If you haven’t met me yet, you really should. I’m great!
Q. Was that last question really a ‘Frequently Asked Question’?
A. Only by me.
Q. Did you audition for Australian Idol over the weekend?
A. NO, I did not. I had heard that I would have had to camp out a day or two earlier and I’m too lazy and it’s too cold to be doing something like that.
Q. But were you seriously planning to?
A. YES, I did. I would’ve loved to meet Dicko.
Q. No, seriously, were you really planning on auditioning?
A. YES.
Q. Did you think you would go far in the competition?
A. YES. As Marcia might say, I have a gift. I can take a song and make it my own. My voice isn’t so much a voice as an instrument. And I am much better-looking than Arnott from Popstars Live.
Q. No, seriously, did you think you’d go far in the competition?
A. OK, fine. NO, I did not. That’s probably part of the reason why I didn’t end up going. If I really thought I could crack the top 40, I’d camp out 3 days if that’s what it took. But seeing as I was gonna go ‘just for the experience’, it really wasn’t worth the hassle.
Q. So what did you do instead?
A. I’m glad you asked. On Saturday morning, at 6am, I had to drive up to Asquith Girls High for a Science Teacher’s conference. We were there until 3pm trying to sell our company’s books. It was basically a whole day of sitting around and talking to old people about high school text books. I got so tired since I stayed up rather late the night before. Maybe I should've camped out for Idol after all...
Q. Before your long drive, did you consume breakfast foods that had a low glycemic index to help you through the day?
A. NO. But I wish I did. I didn’t eat before the drive. I may have swallowed some toothpaste and water. But that’s about it.
Q. At the conference, did you see or touch any monkeys?
A. NO, unfortunately.
Q. What else did you do?
A. A somewhat unplanned dinner on Friday, and another somewhat unplanned dinner on Saturday, which was interesting but I don’t think I should talk about that here. On Sunday I played basketball, then bought a CD and at night I made okonomiyaki for my family.
Q. What aren’t you telling us?
A. Nothing. Sleep?
Q. OK, we’ll cut to the chase. How many hours of karaoke did you do over the weekend?
A. 3 *sigh*
Q. What CD did you buy and was it good?
A. Ben Kweller’s new one. And yes, I’ve been listening to it non-stop.
Q. Doesn’t it get in the way when you’re trying to sleep?
A. Well not literally ‘non-stop’ but you get the idea.
Q. Did you win in basketball?
A. YES we did. It was a rather easy win.
Q. Are you feeling much better since your last blog entry?
A. Well not really. But I get by. Thank you for asking though.
Q. So are you really that wonderful a person as you make yourself out to be?
A. YES, I am. If you haven’t met me yet, you really should. I’m great!
Q. Was that last question really a ‘Frequently Asked Question’?
A. Only by me.
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