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realised_late
10 June 2007 @ 03:50 am
Except for this:

Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Okay, now my life is *really* updated.
 
 
 
realised_late
10 June 2007 @ 03:25 am
There are photos in here!

Since I'm not doing anything but doing nothing but listening to music I have found some pictures and now I'm sharing them. Sound like fun? Fun!

Glen is always at his best looking über-cool. )
 
 
realised_late
10 June 2007 @ 03:03 am
All this photo stuff is fun. I want to do it more. Photo photo photo!
 
 
realised_late
10 June 2007 @ 02:30 am
Recycled humour. It's amazing what you find when you decide to find out exactly how far back twelve pages of old emails goes.

LEO: Mum, guess what!
MUM: Umm... you still have a girlfriend.
LEO: Well, yes, but that's not it!
MUM: Ummm... you're moving in together.
LEO: No!
MUM: Thank god. Um... she dumped you.
LEO: No!
MUM: Um... what, then?
LEO: I'm wearing a skirt on my head!

Now I have a different girlfriend and I live with her too!

At mum's I sit in front of the computer and buzz around on the internet doing nothing in particular till five in the morning just to keep listening to music. I really need to buy some blank CDs.

MUM: Bob's gay! I can't believe I didn't realise it before. I mean, he came to Jasper's party as a lumberjack! Ding!!


Read more... )
 
 
realised_late
07 June 2007 @ 06:44 pm
For me.

I wrote a story which I found annoying. I was thinking that I'd written a story I would hate to read. Which was the point, because I'd been reading a lot of stories that were annoying in the way I found my story annoying and I was kinda trying to send it up. But then I called Bianca, who I'd given a copy of my story to, and her roommate told me she really liked it. So, having a complete stranger tell me they liked my story was very good for my self-confidence and I've given it another chance. Next time I post I hope to be able to say "Look out for it in the Brow". Otherwise maybe I'll just post it here.

I have not shaved in three weeks and I almost have more beard than facial hair. Really, I have not very much, but enough that you can tell that there are red hairs mixed in. Good ol' Irish blood. I went to the Queer Film Festival with Storm to see the Itty Bitty Titty Committee (which was great fun, but I wish it had had more to do with the Itty Bitty Titty Committee), and I thought, what better place to wear skirts with facial hair for the first time? So I did! Which I'd never done before for fear of just looking like a dolt. But I looked in the mirror and really liked how I looked, and I guess that's the point. And I felt very much like I was channeling a "I am boy wearing skirt, hear me roar" feeling. Very uplifting. Take that all you people who think I'm dressing up as a girl!

Rosie Ambrosie is my favourite internet person of the moment due to her Harry Potter dream. I would giver her a million internets any day.

I also want more user pics.
 
 
realised_late
27 May 2007 @ 09:54 am
Punch tasted like juice. Badf wine hangover. Augh. Augh. Augh. House full of people. They keep knocking over my glasses of water. Blurgh. Blurgh. Blurgh.
 
 
realised_late
27 May 2007 @ 02:41 am
I have a message from my mother.

I told her I'd put a conversatiuon we had on the internet, but I can't extaclyt remember waht it was. (P.S. I am drunk excuse abad bgrammer spell).

MUM: UIt had sopmething to do with cake, our conversation. Iw was really funny. And I told her it was going to be on 3the inter net.

LEO: I'm going to bput that on the internet.
MUM: With who:?
LEo: Everybody>;l
Weho?

Antwayay. Too durnk heheh durnk bfunny word. Tmaoz. My sister's boyfirend spent so long assurin g me he was tgoing to teat doiob't dcare anymore I have girlfriend tomorrow
 
 
 
realised_late
By John Sweeney of the BBC

The battleground is YouTube and Scientology's weapon is a clip of me losing it in the "Mind Control" section of a gruesome exhibition.

Scientology has fought many battles to keep its secrets off the web, now they are using it to attack my investigation into them.

Scientology has prepared an attack video, and they have shown the Scientology v Sweeney shouting match to anyone who would watch it.

There is talk of 100,000 copies being released.

Family 'disconnects'

Scientology works. That is the message from celebs like John Travolta and Tom Cruise - who is, some say, keen on recruiting new Hollywood arrivals David and Victoria Beckham to what he calls his religion.

Others back the Church in various ways: Chief Superintendent Kevin Hurley of the City of London police helped open a new £20 million Scientology centre in London, and the authorities in the City of London have granted it cut-price rates.



But start asking questions and you see a different face of Scientology.

While making our BBC Panorama film "Scientology and Me" I have been shouted at, spied on, had my hotel invaded at midnight, denounced as a "bigot" by star Scientologists and been chased round the streets of Los Angeles by sinister strangers.

Back in Britain strangers have called on my neighbours, my mother-in-law's house and someone spied on my wedding and fled the moment he was challenged.

I have met mothers who say they have suffered Scientology "disconnects" - meaning that their children have cut them completely out of their life so that they can spend more time with an organisation which a judge in 1984 characterised as "corrupt, sinister and dangerous".

Psychiatry battle

Scientology has two faces - nice and smiley, and sinister and dark. If you do not believe me, go and see their exhibition in Los Angeles, Psychiatry: Industry of Death. You enter through a door that is a mock-up of a torture chamber.

Scientologists want "the global obliteration" of psychiatrists, who they say were to blame for the rise of Nazi Germany.

To prove their point, they showed me hideous images of people having needles stuffed in their eyeballs, of patients undergoing electric shocks and having their brains operated on.

Sickening, nasty and wholly unconvincing - modern psychiatry, for all its faults, is not Nazi and to press the point in the way that Scientology does devalues the horror of the Holocaust.

Ironically or not, it was in the "Mind Control" section of the exhibition that I lost it.

'Exploding tomato'

As often in life, I snapped over something completely different and quite trivial.

Top Scientologist Tommy "Don't mention the word cult" Davis had been goading me all week, and on the seventh day I fell into his elephant trap. He shouted at me and I shouted back, louder.

If you are interested in becoming a TV journalist, it is a fine example of how not to do it. I look like an exploding tomato and shout like a jet engine and every time I see it makes me cringe.

I apologised almost immediately, Tommy carried on as if nothing had happened but meanwhile Scientology had rushed off copies of me losing it to my boss, my boss's boss and my boss's boss's boss, the Director-General of the BBC.

I lost my voice, but not my mind.

This is the context Scientology will not tell you about. I have met too many good people who say Scientology was founded by a liar, L Ron Hubbard; that it attacks its critics without mercy; and the celebrities who endorse it have not the foggiest idea what it is really like.

Take "Rosemary", who is an ordinary mum and lives in England. She had two children and one died. Her surviving daughter was also her best friend. Then her daughter joined Scientology and her mother saw less and less of her.

Almost two years ago she received a "disconnect" - a letter cutting her mother out of her life totally.

Rosemary received no Christmas cards, no birthday cards, no Mother's Day cards.

Rosemary said Scientology was a cult. It was one of the most moving and shocking interviews I have ever done.

Out of the blue, three hours after we left, her daughter came round for the first time in almost two years seeking a reconciliation. The next day she begged her mum not to use the interview. So we won't.

Pay as you go

In Florida I met Mike Henderson, who with his wife Donna Shannon, spent $1m over three decades on Scientology's path to superhuman powers. When the couple left, they were disconnected from 20-odd family members left inside Scientology.

Mike's father - also disconnected - is dying, but five out of his six children will not speak to him because they are still inside Scientology.

After a long day with Mike and Donna we went back to our hotel at midnight, only to find Tommy Davis waiting in the lobby with his own black-clad Scientology cameraman.

He harangued me for talking to the heretics. I told him that Scientology had been spying on the BBC and that was creepy.

In LA, the moment our hire car left the airport we realised we were being followed by two cars.

In our hotel a weird stranger spent every breakfast listening to us. In all, we count 13 strangers - private investigators? - who were following us. Scientology denied sending PIs after the BBC.

Scientology is a pay-as-you-go religion - which is one of the reasons why the Charity Commission in Britain does not class it as a religion.

When you have paid as much as £100,000, you get to Operating Thetan Level Three and learn about "The Incident".

L Ron wrote that 75 million years ago an intergalactic space alien lord called Xenu kidnapped Thetans to earth, dumped them in volcanoes and blew them up with atomic bombs.

Ex-Scientologists have insisted to me that Xenu is part of Scientology. If so, it is a religion that requires its followers not to tell others about its core belief, which is very odd.

Critics say that if we all knew about Xenu, then Scientology could not charge people as much as £100,000 to find out about him.

Despite all the pressure - the letters from lawyers, the letters from MPs, the strangers knocking up my family and neighbours - if people from "disconnected" families tell me that Scientology is a cult, that will be reported.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/programmes/panorama/6655207.stm
 
 
realised_late
17 May 2007 @ 06:08 pm
Hey everybody!

This week is ME/CFS awareness week. If you don't know what it is I'd urge you to please watch the video here: http://www.abc.net.au/jtv/video/default.htm?clip=mecfs

It's only 7 minutes long. I have a friend with this disease so it's really important to me and it would mean a lot if you would watch it. The video doesn't urge you to do anything or anything, it's just spreading awareness and dispelling some of the myths.
 
 
realised_late
07 May 2007 @ 02:17 am
Okay. Time for a serious, almost-not-drunk-anymore post.

Actually, no, it's not.
 
 
realised_late
06 May 2007 @ 10:59 pm
I was thinking of changing my livejournal, just because I'm really past the name realised_late, but maybe that would just be too much effort.

Still, I'm sick of being realised_late. I wish I could change the name.

Ok, just a disclaimer, I'm really incredibly drunk.

Drunkdrunkdrunkdrunkdrunkdrunkdrunk.

And obsessed with zombies.

Although I finally painted those snotlings for Krystal Trickey.

I'm going to end up just like all the parents I know. Poo.
 
 
realised_late
03 May 2007 @ 04:25 pm
I started my zombie story last night, in Govindahs, while I was eating, and hadn't slept for over 24 hours.

I couldn't remember what I'd written, but it's more legible than I thought it would be!

The protagonist is jealous, because all his friends have monsters under their beds or in their cupboards. "Trust me to have them at my window," he thinks, "Where I can see them."
 
 
realised_late
02 May 2007 @ 05:52 am
I've been up all night getting to know my fantasies.

Also, adding to the endless amount of hours I've spent writing rules for games that will never get played. On the plus side, they're looking pretty polished these days.

And since I've been going to bed about 4:30 each morning lately and waking up after one, I've decided that tonight I won't go to bed until 10 or 11pm tomorrow.

We had the first game of the new league last night. My Green Pant Ghoulies played through to a 2-0 loss against the Something Grove. I think I suffered about four casualties, but zombies are pretty tough in that respect, so it all turned out okay. (Except we still lost).

Jones pulled off an amazing roll, though. It was wonderful seeing his 7+ catch coming up double sixes. (Now I'm just being vague for fun).

I don't have any other notes, except, very occassionally I think it would be great if I could go out with breasts on and long, shaved legs.

But boy, am I happy as a guy.
 
 
realised_late
02 May 2007 @ 12:10 am
I'm going to write a children's book called "The Zombies At My Window".

They come up out of the flower bed and it turns out the flowers weren't growing in the dirt at all, they were growing on the dead bodies which become the zombies. So you get this enchanted garden effect as a shambling, mossy horde covered in flowers stumbles around.

I don't think it's really for children.
 
 
realised_late
25 April 2007 @ 10:58 pm
I got a scary email! My first ever! So exciting!

Dear Friend,

I need your services in a confidential matter regarding money out of a
family beneficiary deposit for investment in your country aAs such i decided
to establish contact with you for assistance.

This requires a private arrangement,as you will receive these funds under
legal claims; all legal documents will be carefully worked out to ensure a
risky free claim.

I am willing to pay a generous management fee as well as appreciation as
soon as this transaction is completed.I have all the details,all
correspondences will be via email, for now. The funds in question are quite
large.The total amount involved is $18.5m

I will expect a straight answer from you. Yes or No.If yes, Kindly furnish
me with your personal information which must include your full information,

(1) Your Full Name.
(2) Phone, Fax and Mobile #.
(3) Home/Company Address.
(4) Age/sex
(5) Occupation

Please Send me an e-mail as soon as you receive this letter for further
discussion and more clarification.

Thanks and God Bless You.

Mr.Onyema Nathan.
 
 
realised_late
05 April 2007 @ 12:36 pm
There've been some letters in mX wondering why goths and emos exist, so I wrote one back!

Dear mX,

Brisbane has always had a large and very "out" alternative scene. There have always been goths, punks and indie kids. Emos are new, and the word is now the second most popular insult of choice of "normal people", the first most popular being "fag". I know, I speak from experience.

I love colours and I love the sun, but I'm also a long-time wearer of gothic fashions, not to mention skirts, and when people do take time out from shouting insults in the street or bashing my girlfriend they sometimes pose the question: "Why do you wear that?" The most popular answer to that question - ask any goth - is generally, "Why do *you* wear *that*?"

When you look in the wardrobe in the morning, you choose clothes based on what you like and what you feel attractive in. If you're trying to look professional, you choose a suit. If you feel most sexy in hot pants and a boob tube, you put on hot pants and a boob tube. If you're attracted to people who wear black coats and spikes, you emulate their dress sense because that's your taste in clothing, in exactly the same way that people who dislike oranges would prefer to eat an apple.

Queen Street mall isn't crowded because of emos, Queen Street mall is crowded because there are so many people. I doubt taking away the emos would mean there would be any less teenagers there.

I am tired of being abused in the street every Friday and Saturday night just because I don't like the way I look in man-pink collared shirts and jeans. In goth bars, nobody pushes when they're waiting in line for a drink. And it's always goths who give me chance, whether I'm wearing black trench coats or board shorts, and reserve their judgement of me until they actually know me.
 
 
realised_late
28 March 2007 @ 11:12 am
It's such a shame that bitching is so easy to do. Moreso, it even makes me feel good.

But I haven't been bitching. We have a house war right now. Although I am immune. Whoo.

It's a shame because whoever is doing the bitching tends to have everyone else agree with them. I know I've done it before where I've seen someone and said, "Ooh, I know who they are. They did such-and-such to so-and-so." Actually it makes me feel somewhat high-and-mighty, which is a pretty good feeling selfishly if not morally.

And both people on both sides of the house are pretty lovely, even if both can be annoying here and there and one comments that the other is bitching about the house on livejournal when really they're only bitching about the one they're having an argument with and then the other's friends come over to pick up their stuff and barely say anything of look at us with a very "YOU'RE THE EVIL HOUSEMATE!" feeling which perhaps may have been imaginary but which was in any case strengthened by the aforementioned "knowledge" that we were being bitched about and really, I'm finding it much easier just to let them sort it out themselves, I just wanted to come back onto livejournal and couldn't think of anything else to write about. They're both nice when they're not arguing or being annoying.

I'm just glad that nobody ever bitches about me. Who could ever bitch about someone so pretty?

Speaking of which, was speaking with my girlfriend and finding out what all kids at the Basement who I always thought were too cool to speak with me thought of me - stuck up and arrogant! Pfft. My mother warned me that shy people put out that image, but I didn't believe her, and now look what happened. Also, apparently they weren't cool. I think the Basement may have been full of people who all thought everyone else was too cool to talk to them. Except for those people that didn't care? Would have been sweet to be one of them.
 
 
realised_late
16 November 2006 @ 12:49 pm
Some biologists have suggested that Sheibel’s naming of a blind beetle after the Führer was, in fact, an attempt to ridicule him. Such antics aren’t unimaginable. Last year, three newly-discovered types of slime mold beetle were named after members of the current US administration: A bushi, A cheneyi and A rumsfeldi. All done with the greatest of respect, of course, claim the scientists at Cornell University, who named them.