Probably the most random post in histo-ree.

I finally finished watching Full Metal Alchemist. It got me thinking about death again. I don’t think death can ever truly be far from our minds. In ‘In Arcadia’, Ben Okri says that ‘when all the possibilities of life, when all the failures of a life so far, when all the despair, the fears, the worries are set against death, how feeble all our fears, worries and failures seem. The fear of death narrows the perspective of life, narrows it, and makes all of living shrink. The fear of death makes life not worth living. It makes life a sort of living death. For it gives death such power and such hegemony over every act of living. Fear of death makes death into a tyrant that commands all the laws and routes of living. It makes life surrender to death, to a future death, to a thing that has not yet occurred, and so it abolishes the entire scope and freedom of living while one is alive’. FMA the movie left a lot of questions unanswered and a lot of open threads. While it irritates me to ever rising levels to not know what happened with certain characters, I also kind of like the fact that it wasn’t tied up, all neat and tidy. Open endings mean that you can decide for yourself how the story ends. I always like a story to end where all of the characters fall in love and live happily ever after, even if I have to do some heavy self-convincing that that is what is taking place.. I blame Walt Disney. Another reason I like open endings (and I’m sure this is somehow also from Ben Okri – like everything else I say that sound clever), is that when a story is cleared up for the audience, it stops right where it says “the end”. When the story is open-ended, it kind of becomes immortal. It goes on and on and has different significance for each person who comes into contact with it, yet remain universal, regardless of age; gender; culture; etc. And thus it lives forever! So in a way, I didn’t so much finish watching Full Metal Alchemist as set it free to follow its own destiny, where ever that may lead it.

I've started watching Witch Hunter Robin and have already many midnight fantasies about one of the animated hotties. Before you ask, YES, I am aware that they are drawn... In my fantasies, so am I!

Oi! Maybe I’m watching too much anime… NAH!!!

What have I done!!!

I feel so bad. I've always believed that you have to be careful about what you say, because your thoughts, words and ideas can become a reality just by being said out load.

I've also always believed that the planet Mercury is out to get me, especially this February and have been spewing all sorts of crap about it for weeks now, not wasting any time blaming everything that goes wrong on the fact that Mercury is in Retrograde. My Co-workers think I'm insane, but actually I'm just a Drama Queen.

So anyway, now I've gotten them believing that Mercury is out to get them too, because some of them have started to blame the red planet for a lot of things. At this point, I just have to mention that some pretty weird things have been going wrong... Maybe that's why otherwise rational people are opting to trust the words of the infamous office lunatic..

Is it possible that I made this happen? Could I be the cause of all this negative karma surrounding our office? It really seems like it's one thing after the other... Maybe I should have just kept my big mouth shut and have suffered in silence - like that's ever going to happen!

Still, I feel bad because if it is indeed my fault, I should be using my significant powers for good instead of evil! I should be finding solutions, not finding reasons why things don't work out!

Oh Heaven forgive me, I knew not what I was doing!

The Ree game.

Thanks to Rob, I have started to play the name game. How it works is that you Google your name and the word 'needs', and search.

The reesults are as follows:

REE needs to build capacity by hiring more scientists

REE needs the Harris and Benedict [3] equations for adults

REE needs to purchase $2722529 this fiscal year.

REE needs to employ an anti-explosion design

Ree needs either to find him (?), or what happened to him, or the four of them will be turned out to the fields

ree needs a class in sensitivity and knows how to be a real human being

REE needs protection from EDC (?)

REE needs the agreement of the economy Ministry

Ree needs one and probably her MIL too, for the house down south

Ree needs to do a movie, a musical or something.

REE, is determined by what the body needs to run its involuntary metabolic processes

Ree needs to explore Funny Bunnies

REE persistence needs to be investigated in a more long-term study

REE has become technically easier to perform

Ree knows she needs to find her father to save her family but in a culture riven with secrecy and paranoia her questions are unwelcome

The Yanktons' head chief, Struck By The Ree

REE-C, you are a fucking ugly gorilla who needs to stop posting up 'sexy' pictures of yourself on your myspace page! you are fucking ugly and nasty (not a fan I guess)

The market surged with the explosion of REE

"'Course Ree, she always dances, anyway. She don't need to swim ...

The REE instrument examines personal recovery

REE needs under usual NH care conditions

I also found some other people named Ree:

http://ceaseresistancespankingree-again.blogspot.com

http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/

http://vampirefreaks.com/journal.php?u=Ree

and I found this bit of a book, featuring Ree:

The Dollys, introduced as enemies of the Redmonds in GIVE US A KISS, are the central figures in WINTER’S BONE (2006). Sixteen-year-old Ree Dolly keeps house for her mentally unbalanced mother, her two younger brothers, and her father, Jessup, the best meth cooker for miles around. Ree’s plan is to make it to seventeen, and join the army ("where you got to travel with a gun and they make everybody help keep things clean"). But Jessup has disappeared while out on bail, and unless Ree can track him down and get him to court, her family stands to lose the ramshackle house and the timber land that is all they have in the world. So Ree embarks on a journey of sorts, to the other members of her clan, seeking information on her father. Thwarted by everyone, lied to by her uncle and even viciously beaten by some of the womenfolk, Ree, indomitable, presses on until she gets the answer, and the proof, she so desperately needs. Ree is an absolutely memorable character. Her combination of stoic determination, tenderness towards her younger brothers and mother, mixed with her awareness of the code that her people live by, bring her vividly to life. Woodrell’s description of the hardscrabble backwoods of the Ozarks in the dead of winter, his use of the hillfolk vernacular and his characterization of the various members of the Dolly family draw you in to this world, just as foreign to most readers as New York or Los Angeles would be to Ree. Highly praised by all review sources.


Anyway, that just goes to show how popular I am :)

Thanks Rob! Now that I don't have a life either, I can atleast google myself. Ciao!

Will I need a red cape for this?

Last night I went for my second yoga class and stretched in ways that I have never stretched before. I really surprised myself – who knew that I could do even half of those poses! When I went home I felt so powerful, like a super hero, which is probably why I had that dream..

We (shall remain anonymous) were all at Rustlers for some reason, but these bad guys from the future were there to stop something that happens in the future from happening.

Other people were there from the future as well, a guy and a girl, who said that they were here to stop the bad guys from stopping the said thing from happening. (I realise I am being terribly vague, I don’t really remember it all that well).

Anyway, so it turns out I am some sort of superhero and that the baddies wanted to stop me from being borne, only they had come to the wrong time/space. Their contingency plan was to stop me from getting my powers, which was said to happen any moment now.

They rounded all my friends up and where about to kill them, when I fell down the mountain that I was watching them from, grabbing on to a rope, swinging around, trying not to die.

As time passes in super slow motion, I get struck by lightning while dangling and reach the baddies just in time (presumably before they kill someone) and kick the main baddie in the head. Head goes flying. My eyes now do this sort of quicksilver/lightning thing and I can fly!

The goodies turn out to be my children from the future and while they refuse to give me any details, they say that something is going to happen in the future that involves me – I am the only one who can make a difference.

So much for that though… Hopefully I get to destroy Mercury! I wish I could remember more detail – could make a nice story!

Anyway, so I guess the Yoga left me feeling pretty empowered. Now if only I could learn to use my significant new powers for good instead of evil…

Plunging into the unknown.

Last weekend I went Gorge Jumping at Graskop, Mpumalanga.

Now what, you might ask, does a Gorge Jump entail?

Well, you have to wear a full-body harness that is attached to a rather thin looking rope. Then you have to jump. It’s very flippen high. The theory is that you plunge into the Gorge for about 3 seconds when you are abruptly snapped as the rope reaches its limit. You then flip around and swing wildly for a while, until you are swinging more slowly. You are then basically suspended in the air and have to wait for someone to help you down.

The great thing about it is that it is really beautiful down there. I was a bit sedate at the time, but it was really wonderful. I wasn’t afraid at all, just a little bit hesitant when it came to actually jumping. You have to will yourself to jump. I sort of leaned into it and just surrendered myself to whatever was to happen next. I knew exactly what was underneath me, but was strangely resigned to whatever the results of my actions would be.

My friend and I jumped together, and we were strangely relaxed. We didn’t even scream or cry out. I just held me breath when we were falling and let it go only once we started swinging. The fall itself was too quick to even register – it was all over before I even knew it.

I was a bit disappointed at that – I had looked forward to the falling bit. I wanted more of an adrenalin rush, I guess. Next time I’m going to jump out of a Plane, I think that is the only way..

It was a great experience though... Being confronted by the reality of the situation and still coaxing yourself into action is no small feat. Especially if the situation in question entails you willfully putting your life in the hands of a suspiciously thin rope that has to carry the weight of two people. I feel like I can accomplish anything now. No more fear of heights! No more fear!

Life is too short, uncertain andunpredictable to worry about things that are beyond my powerto control. And those things that I can control - well - I'm not afraid of those things either.

i jumped off a freakin' mountain!!!

Anyway, the minute I figure out how to upload the footage onto Blogger, everyone will be able to see me and my friend plunge into the great nothingness!

Hey, can anyone tell me how I can repair my PC Karma?
I work on a computer every single day, but all computers hate me.

What can I do to rectify this situation?