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Jan. 22nd, 2004
Timeslicing your mindmeld
Jan. 22nd, 2004 09:18 amWater.
If ten years ago I'd have told me that I'd be going out to a club and buying a bottle of water to drink for nigh on two quid I'd have laughed at me, I'd have pointed a finger and called me a loon. I'd naturally have agreed with myself.
But, lucozade have now 'reengineered' water. Added vitamins, chemicals, mystic dust from faeries, essence of blobuloid and quantum unpredictability rhino extract. Apparently.
So which is worse? Buying new, improved water or buying the natural stuff; considering you could buy a pint for about the same price anyway.
The world's all gone mad, mad I tell you. It should be locked up in it's own little cell with just the occasional bit of electroshock therapy to try and get some kind of sensible response from it.
Whoa, flashback.
I remember, back through the mists of time; one of my old... history - or possibly geography - teachers, it doesn't matter too much to me about which it is since I dropped both of them. Mind you I sort of wish I'd carried on with history, but then I'm diversifying from my diversification... Right, yes. The word of the flashback moment here is 'get'. The teacher, I forget her name but she had a personal campaign of self hatred against the word 'get'. Now my English isn't the best and my grammar usually involves seeing how many commas I can include in any given sentence, but this was just persecution.
It is a point however, not necessarily a sensible one, but if you were expecting anything like that you wouldn't be reading this now, would you? If you were, there's a cell next the earth for you, nicely padded - we give you your own flavoured crayons.
But where was I? Who knows, well me, but still. Yes. Right. Focus. Words, is there any particular word that just... well, annoys you, and you try not to use whatsoever? I'm trying to think of one that irks me and the only one I can really think of is "whatever" but only when used as a single word valley girl style reply, or in a similar context".
Example;
"I'll eat whatever is put in front of me." - Good.
"Well you stay here, we're leaving." "Whatever." - Bad, wrong. No no no!
I'll leave you now, your next session is at 3:30 when the nice men in white suits will be bringing your favourite friend Mr. Electrode again to visit. You like to see Mr. Electrode, don't you? Yes, I thought so.
Enjoy your crayon.
If ten years ago I'd have told me that I'd be going out to a club and buying a bottle of water to drink for nigh on two quid I'd have laughed at me, I'd have pointed a finger and called me a loon. I'd naturally have agreed with myself.
But, lucozade have now 'reengineered' water. Added vitamins, chemicals, mystic dust from faeries, essence of blobuloid and quantum unpredictability rhino extract. Apparently.
So which is worse? Buying new, improved water or buying the natural stuff; considering you could buy a pint for about the same price anyway.
The world's all gone mad, mad I tell you. It should be locked up in it's own little cell with just the occasional bit of electroshock therapy to try and get some kind of sensible response from it.
Whoa, flashback.
I remember, back through the mists of time; one of my old... history - or possibly geography - teachers, it doesn't matter too much to me about which it is since I dropped both of them. Mind you I sort of wish I'd carried on with history, but then I'm diversifying from my diversification... Right, yes. The word of the flashback moment here is 'get'. The teacher, I forget her name but she had a personal campaign of self hatred against the word 'get'. Now my English isn't the best and my grammar usually involves seeing how many commas I can include in any given sentence, but this was just persecution.
It is a point however, not necessarily a sensible one, but if you were expecting anything like that you wouldn't be reading this now, would you? If you were, there's a cell next the earth for you, nicely padded - we give you your own flavoured crayons.
But where was I? Who knows, well me, but still. Yes. Right. Focus. Words, is there any particular word that just... well, annoys you, and you try not to use whatsoever? I'm trying to think of one that irks me and the only one I can really think of is "whatever" but only when used as a single word valley girl style reply, or in a similar context".
Example;
"I'll eat whatever is put in front of me." - Good.
"Well you stay here, we're leaving." "Whatever." - Bad, wrong. No no no!
I'll leave you now, your next session is at 3:30 when the nice men in white suits will be bringing your favourite friend Mr. Electrode again to visit. You like to see Mr. Electrode, don't you? Yes, I thought so.
Enjoy your crayon.