I really should have backed-up my files more often on my computer(s); and it's the last day for Home Teaching ! (for April anyway)
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I really should have backed-up my files more often on my computer(s); and it's the last day for Home Teaching ! (for April anyway)
I left litnet logged in at work all day. :/ Good thing everyone in my office, while indeed exceptionally nosey, are also too computer illiterate to operate a tabbed window.
It's going to be another busy day tomorrow.
I'm thinking about how much I've missed my real internet home.
Please, let today be a good day where no one nags me about finding a girlfriend.
How great of a show Monday Night Raw is.
It's freezing in Melbourne and there is no wood in the house to light a fire.
@Neo... Lol. Mums the word.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Nature does not judge. Society does. The choice for me is obvious and easy. Walden time. No bluff. This time I am doing it. First thing tomorrow morning I am going hiking, tramping - indefinitely.
Wonderful rootbeer... sweet 'n' light bouquet; time to spend a penny.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Part Nine
What is Noble?
257
Every enhancement in the type “man” up to this point has been the work of an aristocratic society—and that’s how it will always be, over and over again: a society which believes in a long scale of rank ordering and differences in worth between man and man and which, in some sense or other, requires slavery. Without the pathos of distance, the sort which grows out of the deeply rooted difference between the social classes, out of the constant gazing outward and downward of the ruling caste on the subjects and work implements, and out of their equally sustained practice of obedience and command, holding down and holding at a distance, that other more mysterious pathos would have no chance of growing at all, that longing for an ever new widening of distances inside the soul itself, the development of ever higher, rarer, more distant, more expansive, more comprehensive states, in short, simply the enhancement in the type “man,” the constant “self-conquest of man,” to cite a moral formula in a supra-moral sense. Of course, where the history of the origins of aristocratic society is concerned (and thus the precondition for that raising of the type “man”—), we should not surrender to humanitarian illusions: truth is hard. So without further consideration, let’s admit to ourselves how up to this point every higher culture on earth has started! People with a still natural nature, barbarians in every dreadful sense of the word, predatory men still in possession of an unbroken power of the will and a desire for power, threw themselves on weaker, more civilized, more peaceful, perhaps trading or cattle-raising races, or on old, worn cultures, in which at that very moment the final forces of life were flaring up in a dazzling fireworks display of spirit and corruption. At the start the noble caste has always been the barbarian caste: its superiority has lain not primarily in physical might but in spiritual power—it has been a matter of more complete human beings (which at every level also means “more complete beasts”).
Laughing over this -
http://m.ak.fbcdn.net/a4.sphotos.ak/...29637584_n.jpg
:lol:
Things are going to get better.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_5-Kf2CrLc
Country Boy Can Survive.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4s0nzsU1Wg
Mud on the tires.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_eyvTPgnM4
The time to be happy is now, and the place to be happy is here...and the way to be happy is to make someone happy!
Looks like it's time for my second nap!
:cryin:Always wondering what everyone is laughing about. Figure it must be me.
:)
I'm a cowboy baby.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=glb2U6y-GdU&ob=av2n
I got thrown into a bunch of tools then fell on the floor with sharp dangerous things falling all over me. WTF?/*&%$#@!?/*&%$@!!!!#$$!&*/?%#@
Yes. Lifted and thrown at the side of a piece of furniture that was covered in sculpting tools and equipment, which then fell all over me after I hit the floor. My mouth was full of metal pins, glass and tiny polymer things. I got into a stupid argument, but ****. Just ****.
Should I change clothes and clean up a bit before I go looking for the eclipse...probably, there's people out there.
Right now I am dealing with intense social anxiety. I am also making steps to become a working martial artist, enter into amateur bouts. Ironic eh.
This new scanner works just fine with my laptop.
God damn you constipation!
You know you are nuts when you decide to put your rejection letter with your most memorable greeting cards/souvenirs!
(jumping up and down vigorously)... Box 17 is up today ! Box 17 is up today ! (runs to update poetry on website)
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Iceland should have won the Eurovision Song Contest. Stupid Europeans with crappy taste in music!
(I never thought Finland should win, and wasn't really disappointed when it didn't qualify to the final, even though there were many songs much worse than Pernilla's.)
Nowadays, good taste seems impossible to define. Many would say they know what it is... but hell no, they don't! http://smiles.kolobok.us/standart/negative.gif http://smiles.kolobok.us/standart/no2.gif http://smiles.kolobok.us/standart/sad.gif
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Really?! the song is not really popular here, I haven't heard it but nobody is making a fuzz about it on the ice. I have to say though that every single year so many people are convinced we are gonna win and start thinking where to have it next year and are so surprised when we don't win!
but back to what I was thinking: Where is my kid? his dad said he'd be here about 30 minuets ago..... I hate waiting