If You’re DIYing, Then DIFF!

DIFF being “Do It For Free”. You are looking at my Recording Studio – Lucid Effect Productions to be exact. Being the stallion male I am, I have constructed it with the few tools I have. It is made up of the following components:

- Laptop, running Windows XP and the opensource recording software Audacity.
- Singstar Microphone.
- CD rack acting as Mic stand.
- Star Wars Episode : The Phantom Menace (Hard Cover Edition) acting as base to Mic stand.

The only issue is the mic is (predictably) low standard and doesn’t pick up much. But apart from that, it functions perfectly well Because of the mic crappiness I’m just going to do demos on this, unless some gets me a good mic and I can do EP stuff.

So get me a good mic and I am sweet.

Being Hit Over The Head Repeatedly

I have been the victim of an avalanche of “mysterious txts” in the past 2 days, and am rather tired of them – and I truthfully don’t see the point in them. I mean, I’m not suddenly going to drop Rosie because someone who I’ve never met confesses their love to me and can’t say their name (although I can understand Mal was making a joke with that one). I am not new to this, I regularly got the txts during my years at Francis Douglas because all the people thought I was a freak and therefore an easy target to cyberbully one Sunday afternoon because they were bored. But they went away when I changed to Spotswood and there was much rejoicing on my part. But out of nowhere I have had no less than 3 people do this in the past 2 days. It is nice to think that I have secret admirers out there but really its starting to get a tad on the side of being a bit annoying and bit uncomfortable. I didn’t ask for this, I’ve just been attack randomly. I’m sorry if people think I’m weird and therefore they have the right to walk all over me but it’s the way I am and I’ve found a lot of nice people who like me because of it. So go suck a lemon and lick a doorknob. (Mal can ignore that, much love).

And since when is there a difference in definition between “Luv” and “Love”?? I’m not a connoisseur, nor was I elected as grammarian of Mr. Kibby’s 10G Social Studies class but I’m no fool when it comes to the English language. While I have my own stance on the txt speak phenomenon, and the absolute stupidity of it (how is it that in an examinations, tests of complex knowledge and understanding that people are allowed to answer tlkn lyk dis?), I can see how, especially when txt message space is limited that abbreviations can come in handy. But now we have “Luv”, which I am informed is the love shared between friends, and “Love” is reserved for family and partners.

Wtf?

EDIT: http://www.youtube.com/theroyalchannel I rofl, so so hard.

The Most Trivial List Of Mundane Facts

I have decided to start this blog again, with a new name and a new look, because like many people I do the New Year’s Resolutions thing. I’m not entirely sure why, but for some reason I stick with them and they usually have a positive effect. In 2005 I decided to learn HTML which has now led me to being competent in coding in (X)HTML, CSS, PHP and SQL. The past year (2007)’s was more an ideal of living, rather than the “I’m going to learn how to <insert skill here>” approach which is somewhat a tradition (and then the January 2nd tradition of forgetting it). I decided the Year 2007 CE would be lived with NO REGRETS. And basically I kicked ass. I changed schools because I was sick of the old one, made a huge bunch of friends, met Rosie, got named Prefect, recorded my first CD “A Fence Of Beaks” and now, today, the 29th of December 2007, it was played for the first time on the radio.

In a musician’s carrer this is a rather significant milestone so I kinda like the idea of doing my 2008 resolution of writing an online journal 2 days early and start now – it provides a starting point for what may or may not come. This blog will be less of a listing of things that happened in my life (I for the life of me can’t even remember yesterday’s dinner), and more just a random venture through my mind – as twisted and affected as it is. I have no goals set for this year, so in one way I am not going to fail this year, only succeed. I will rant and vent on here, I will write whatever pops into my head – which will often make no sense to others reading (as if there is). I seem to have a thing for writing, and I definitely have a thing for thinking – howevr I just have these intellectual conversations with myself in my head, and they never get answered or debated properly. Thats what this thing is gonna be.

20 points to the nerd who names the film the title is from.