by ZombieSkittles on September 8, 2010
Days without alcohol/soft drinks: 8
Sit-ups: 21
Push-ups: 16
Walked: 2.04km
For the next week or two I am forced to walk to and from the train station. It’s roughly two kilometres and a twenty minute walk, so I figure it’s a great form of exercise. As such when I do it I’ll be including my walking in the above stats. Enjoy that, I do. For your pleasure, I’m linking to the Runkeeper page for each walk/run that I may do, so you can see just how slow I actually am.
So yesterday Julia Gillard and the ALP are decidedly going to stay in power. I don’t know how I feel about this, considering I don’t even remember who I voted for. Will this be good? Bad? Will we get out of this national deficit? And will we finally get some decent Internet? This is all I care about, really. If they can deliver, I don’t really care who’s in power.
It occurs to me that with most decisions I make of any size, I am always unsure unless there is an amazing amount of evidence in front of me. Anything that comes to a personal choice is near impossible to make; what movie should I go see? Should I spent the money, or move on? Should I buy this shirt?
It seems like trivial decisions, but while I’m getting better, I still have trouble time to time with this sort of thing. Often when I’m in a shop I’ll pick out something and if I’m left to dwell on it I’ll end up putting it back on the shelf. It saves me money in the end but annoys me that I can’t just make a choice and stick with it. Does anyone else have problems like this?
by ZombieSkittles on August 4, 2010
Election time has come around again, and I have come to my realization that I actually know nothing about current politics and affairs. I also know fuck all about our political history, but that’s not the point. My knowledge extends to knowing Labour MP Stephen Conroy is trying to censor our Internet, Julia Gillard is our awfully monotone Prime Minister, and Tony Abbott says “Fair dinkum” too often in a vain attempt to come across as a ‘true Aussie’.
I know barely anything about the policies of either of the main parties or even those of the minor parties. In fact, beyond the names of the leaders and those who occasionally end up being newsworthy, I don’t even know what the party is.
I would read the newspapers, but they only pick what would be newsworthy and don’t actually detail everything Not to mention that papers like The Advertiser are either bias or don’t tell the whole story; either way I just don’t feel such a traditional medium would cut it. Everyone in my family is incredibly bias, and with half the news I get coming from blogs, I can be sure that what I read there won’t be everything either. While there are bound to be sources that state the straight facts, I don’t see myself having the mental drive to read through it all.
It’s difficult to get the whole picture easily without following everything religiously, and I just don’t care enough to. At the same time though, I want to make the ‘right’ decision for myself, and without knowing the facts I can’t. It’s a bit of a downward spiral. It’s probably the wrong mentality to take when I spend multiple paragraphs complaining, but that’s how I work.
I don’t know who I’ll vote for, and I can see myself potentially just flipping a coin when I get to the booth. Despite the fact that I’ll attempt to read up on everything, I know that I’ll get distracted by a game of Alien Swarm which I’m going to be honest, is just way more fun and satisfying.
by ZombieSkittles on February 2, 2010
I could post my opinion about the laws that have been passed requiring anyone who talks about the South Australian state elections has to post certain details about themselves. This in itself is dumb, and while I could write a whole article about it, I’m just too lazy. Also lets face it, I’m not going to talk about the State Elections except to say I don’t care anymore. I tried paying attention to local and national politics and all it did was irritate and anger me.
Plus I’m not the best writer in the world anyway. I’d much rather go play some Team Fortress 2. You should join me.
The only reason Rubenerd didn’t do this is he doesn’t have the mad photoshopping skills I possess.
Because I am still opposed to the idea of our ability to say whatever the fuck we want on the website we pay for being censored, I will link to two of the more intelligent local bloggers – Rubenerd and Tarale (the latter of which includes links to other related posts. It’s like a little pyramid of links.)
My name is James Clark, my postcode is NTExOA==* and I think this whole situation is retarded. Good day to you sir.
*Mad encryption skills.
