Monthly Archives: December 2003

As you can see (if you refreshed) there’s a new layout up. It’s a simple looking layout, and the picture files and quite small, so maybe it will load faster. I also added various WordPress hacks, and will be adding more at a later date. Tell me your thoughts.

I think I’ve finally made up my mind on what components I want to upgrade to. And before you go nuts and say “your a student, where’d you get the money for that?!”, I saved up for over a year for it. So here are the components I think I shall buy:

• AMD Athlon XP2500+ Barton Core processor
• ASUS A7N8X Deluxe mainboard
• 2 sticks of Hyundai 256Mb DDR PC3200 RAM

I I’d like to get my hands on a ATI Radeon 9600 XT video card, but will only get it if I can sell the old parts to my mother. Its suck up mode time.

I went to the Boxing Day (the day after Christmas for the rest of the world) sales yesterday and I am now paying for it. Not only did I spend way too much, I also ache from carrying the items which I spent way too much money on. Hopefully the madpony girls can relate. But, as a shop assistant said “That’s what the Boxing Day sales are all about”.

Yes, it’s about pain and brokeness.

I bought way too many pairs of shoes, various tops (including another monkey top), g-strings, some tiny evening bags and a book called ‘Molvania’ by the panel crew. $200 worth of stuff I wouldn’t normally buy, but thought ‘what the hell’ since it was all %30 to %50 off.

By the way, does anyone want any ham? We have a fridge full of it and no one wants to look at, let alone eat. ?:/

#christmas-day:2003
{
image: url(http://www.flickr.com/photos/kitta/1964635/);
stress-level: high;
drunkeness-level: amazingly quite low;
turkey-taste: fantastic;
presents: MP3 CD player, weird mirror, money, picture frame;
quotes: “Stop calling the turkey ‘he’ or ‘she’, it’s name is turk damnit!” “Maybe it’s just ornamental?” “Why do I smell burning rubber outside?” “Who burns rubber on christmas day?” “Even though my CD player doesn’t work, it still looks shiny” “Hereeee piggy piggy pig pig”;
}

Heh, I bet only Tay and the SPB boys will get my very merry CSS christmas. For everyone else that doesn’t get it, I’ll explain my day so far.

I was woken up at 9am by my family wanting to rip open all my carefully wrapped presents (or my babies as I’ve loving been calling them over the last few weeks). I got a sweet MP3 CD player, a strange mirror which is makes you look odd (my mother says it’s ‘ornamental’) and money. Which means I’m close to having enough to upgrade.

We took some interesting pictures today, but before you see them I’d like to point out that none of us were drunk at the time these pictures were taken. Even though it looks like some of us were. Click here to see the pictures.

Merry Christmas Everyone. 🙂

Things you should only ask/tell me if you want your arm ripped off around this time of year…

“You should come to my christmas party, there’s going to be a lot of single guys there!?”
“Are you going to your fathers wedding?”
“Don’t get me soapy stuff, I’ll think you think I stink.”
“Isn’t this like the 4th time you’ve had mcdonalds this week?”
“You kind of get insane around christmas, you know that, right?”
“You’re getting a gay fairy lamp for christmas, and I’m getting a flash drive.”
“Do you think the turkey is a boy or girl?”
“Santa will know you’ve been bad!”
“I thought you were going to do that 10th pile of washing for me”
“You need a haircut”
“I think that’s enough lights on the christmas tree now”

I am very annoyed, pissed off, sarcastic, and wanting to vent right now, but I can not do that. I have some blogging rules to stick to (or try to stick too at least), which are:

1. Don’t blog about ‘them’ (because google will index it).
2. Don’t blog when you have nothing to say.
3. Don’t blog about friends that don’t know about my blog, or worse, friends that don’t know what a blog is.
4. Don’t blog about VPT’s (very personal things).
5. Don’t blog when drunk (it may seem like a good idea at the time, but it never is, because you will break all the rules).

What I wish to vent about breaks one of the rules, so I shall keep my mouth – or my hands – closed on this occasion. I’ll get the chance to vent to some choice friends later tonight. Can’t wait.

Until then, I’m going to read the latest wired magazine I picked up before and do some laundry.

Dear Santa,

I have decided to blog my Christmas wish list this year. Paper is so not the cool thing to do, and I’m sure since you’re such a hip dude you’d have a feed reader and check it daily for updates on my blog. So, I present you now with a list of things I would like for Christmas from you. And if my family and friends just happen to read this, then they can also take note of this list. Oh, and before you check that list of your’s, I can tell you now it’ll say I’ve been good, because unlike the little red monkey, I don’t plot world domination daily. Here is my list:

• Books, books, and more books. They’re fun to open and read.
• A MP3 player. Even I know asking for an Ipod is nuts.
• A USB battery charger. I’m always running out of them.
• Remote for my computer. How sweet would that be, chilling on my bed and grabbing the remote to change the song playing on winamp.
• A sony digital camera. I dropped my old one.
• Beads and a lampworking kit. I’m obsessed.
• A truckload of morish nuts. I (3 their cashews and macadamia nut packs.
• Sanity gift vouchers. Everyone deserves music, sweet music.

Sincerely,
Nikita (The good one)

Dear Santa Dude,

I saw kitta typing a Christmas list and I wanted to also blog mine. Oh and if you do check that big list don’t take notice of the huge red letters saying ‘evil’, ‘bad’ or ‘whatever you do don’t go near him’. It’s just a joke those elves are playing, the little bastards, I told them I’d kick their happy little asses if they said anything about me. I’d also like to point out I only rarely plot world domination and I’m going to WDA (world dominators anonymous) meetings to cope with the evilness that grows within me. Now onto my list:

• My own website so I don’t have to put up with all this kitta.net shit, I mean hello, I am the most loved one here. It should be littleredmonkey.net.
• A little red car.
• My own planet – because this one is just so bloody hard to dominate.
• My face on a coke bottle – Just to piss of kitta.

Sincerely,
Red Monkey (The one that will bite you if you don’t give me what I want)

Kitta.net has been going up and down like a ping pong ball over the last few days, sorry about that. It seems to be ok today. It was probably just some DNS issues.

Apart from that I’ve been cleaning up the house for Christmas celebrations and making a lot of jewellery. I’ve been on the look out for a hot head and some tools so I can try making some lampwork beads. I saw one on eBay, it was a whole kit actually, but it’s gone up to $170+ and still has a few days left on the auction. Damn.

I was trying to convince my brother to move some old things from the kitchen into the garage before, so they wouldn’t be in the way, this is the conversation we had:

Me: “Why don’t you take these things out to the garage?”
My brother: “Ahh…”
Me: “You can grab the old vacuum cleaner and go ‘vroom vroom’, it’ll be fun!”
My brother: “I don’t think so.”
Me: “Or grab the carpet the and go ‘carpet carpet’, pick up the blinds and go ‘blinds blinds’. I don’t know what sound they make when you move them.”
My brother: “They probably make the default sound ‘donk’. Like in Quake, if you’re shooting something and it can’t find the sound file it grabs ‘donk’ by default.”
Me: “So you could grab things and go ‘donk donk’ then.”
My brother: “No.”

One day there will be robots to move things for me.

Our christmas tree finally has some present goodness underneath it, as you can see, I also added some more lights too because I’m obsessed with lights. Now I just have to keep that cat and her christmas tree loving claws away from it.

I hope she doesn’t try to bite the christmas light cables again this year. ?:/

I updated the ‘Jewellery’section today, I added a few new necklaces I made. So check them out and tell me what you think. I also updated the ‘FAQ’ section with a few of your questions. I still have to do the books section, but haven’t had the time with all the christmas stuff going on. One year I’m going to go away on a holiday for christmas just so I won’t have to wrap any presents.

Somone told me this joke today, so I thought I’d share it. It is the story of how the angel got on top of the christmas tree…

Once upon a Christmas things weren’t going too well for Santa up there at the North Pole. Mrs Claus was PMSing, the elves were on strike and getting drunk at a strip club, and the reindeer all had diarrhea. Santa was very stressed out. In the midst of all this an angel came in with the tree and asked Santa, “Where would you like me to put the Christmas Tree?.”

Kitta
Pronounced – “Kit-ah”

• A very hot individual, often one who goes well with red jello and body chocolate. A sex-kitten, silly, yet smart.
• A modern day Succubi, minus the evil demonic stuff… Just very kinky.
• “I am trying to concentrate in my classes, but there is a Kitta who sits right next to me. Sort of hard to write an essay with a boner the size of a cannon.”

You got to love the urban dictionary.