Lost in a sea of faces

Ahhh I've just wasted 2 precious hours at work trying to learn how to use Facebook. Due to the insistence of people such as Bec-bec and Bea, I have finally got an account and I now have 7 friends (how sad). Whooppee! Now.. what to do next?

I have so many photos, given my love for carrying my camera around in my bag at all times. Matt says I've got to use this other tool (Flickr?) to upload my photos. Maybe I'll leave that for tomorrow...

Yeh, I realise long time no blog. New job is killing my spare time....

Who is she? And what's number 4?!?

I believe Kelvin's blog needs some advertising. Especially after such a notable post like this.

Life without a computer

My computer died. Kaput, dead, never to be revived again. It started with a video card problem where it would crash a few minutes into loading WoW. Funny thing is, it would crash liek 5-6 times repeatedly, then be perfectly fine. So, being the intelligent being that I am, I simply ignored it and kept on raiding!

And now... it is dead =( Actually, I haven't been in the 'computer buying' market for a long time and I was looking forward to indulging my geeky side by piecing together computer parts. So off I trot to the computer shop, only to discover that NOTHING opens on weekends. Or if they do, they are shut by noon. I mean, THAT'S NOT FAIR!! Not all computer buyers are bespectacled uni students who spend their days alternating between gaming and coding. I mean, some people have to work! And each Saturday morning has seen me busy with band practice, meetings, etc. I want a new computer =( Hopefully I'll get one next Sat (please noone arrange meetings).

In other news, I'm going to Canberra this Saturday to see Nadine and Drew (see busy on Sat morning again!). I haven't been to Canberra in a while. Most of my memories of Canberra are travelling there with the family, being squished in the backseat with my brother and sister. Oh and Dad stopping to examine roadkill (he's a vet - cheap form of skill upkeep). Actually, this is the first time I've been to Canberra where I get to sit in the front seat of the car - HURRAH! Anyone wanting goods delivered to the Nadine and Drew in Canberra better let me know before Friday!

Psalm 43

Vindicate me, O God,
and plead my cause against an ungodly nation;
rescue me from deceitful and wicked men.

You are God my stronghold.
Why have you rejected me?
Why must I go about mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?

Send forth your light and your truth,
let them guide me;
let them bring me to your holy mountain,
to the place where you dwell.

Then will I go to the altar of God,
to God, my joy and my delight.
I will praise you with the harp,
O God, my God.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.

A prayer for my friend..

My dearest friend,

I pray that God will give you eyes to see his power,
Ears to hear his teaching,
A heart to trust in his promises
And feet to follow in obedience.

You will never walk alone,
For He will be right beside you,
All the way.

Fear not...God has great plans for you.

Happy Chinese New Year!

Okok, so it's a little belated but best wishes for the year ahead!

Oh and my brother got a job at Dan Murphy's and he's off getting his RSA training today. Yay for easy access to lotsa booze =D

I like stuff, do you like stuff?

Had lunch with Helen and Dave this weekend. We were chatting about how they have now packed and have moved out of their unit in readiness for their impending departure to China. The conversation soon progressed to the amount of 'stuff' that they had accumulated in their little unit and the heartbreak of parting with much of it. Now, if you have ever been to Helen and Dave's place, they actually live quite simply. Their unit is quite clutter-free and their doesn't really seem to be that much stuff there. By comparison, my room probably contains as much stuff as their entire unit.

See, when it comes to stuff, there are people who love stuff and their are those who spend their life ensuring stuff levels are kept to a minimum. For example, my family is what would technically be termed moderate pack-rats or clutterers. We keep a lot of things for the sake of keeping them, often justifying this by the residual sentimental value associated with the particular stuff. We have a few boxes of stuff we have not unpacked since moving into our home 12 years ago. But to be fair, everything is neat and tidy, and we do go through throwing out or donating stuff each years.

Other people, Dave and Eddie being prime examples, simply hate stuff. They have made it their mission to declutter spaces and rid themselves of all extraneous stuff, standing like stalwart battlers in the war against clutter. Watching Eddie clean his room is a scary thing - I mean, EVERYTHING goes in the dumpster =/ . Things I would have kept purely for sentimental reasons are tossed without a second thought. Incidentally of course, females are more likely to retain stuff for sentimental reasons... all these bleeding hearts!

These guys, on the other hand, are frankly disturbing and scary. Just reading about them creeps me out. Compulsive hoarders apparently are so extreme in their hoarding that their children have started a support group amongst themselves. Hmm... I think I will clean my room this weekend.