Mood: Despondant

Eh. I don't even know what that means.

I had my exam today, and I think I at least passed - hopefully all the younglings excitedly talking over each other about how they didn't know where right, thus bumping my marks up. 10 questions and an essay in 2 hours. I was a little muddled on the 'statism' one, and the 'structural adustment' wasn't in the notes, but maybe my rambling will give me half a mark. We'll hafta wait and see.

I was going to celebrate with a drink or two, but The Hun is still out and about and this CSIRO thang isn't making me feel like 'rewarding' myself with something 'naughty'. Although this should be a good thing, I was looking forward to having an excuse. Twisted.

Anyways, I've got a mustard roast to prepare, I best be off.

However, I do leave you with Scott Adams' (Mr Dilbert) notes on blogging that he sent out in his newsletter that I thought was appropriate and deep and meaningful. I've also linked his blog here and on the sidebar (look left, stoopid!).

Yours in potentical cheeriness and newsworthiness next time,
Enny.

MY OWN DILBERT BLOG
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When I see news stories about people all over the world who are experiencing hardships, I worry about them, and I rack my brain wondering how I can make a difference. So I decided to start my own blog. That way I won’t have time to think about other people.

People who are trying to decide whether to create a blog or not go through a thought process much like this:

1. The world sure needs more of ME.
2. Maybe I’ll shout more often so that people nearby can experience the joy of knowing my thoughts.
3. No, wait, shouting looks too crazy.
4. I know – I’ll write down my daily thoughts and badger people to read them.
5. If only there was a description for this process that doesn’t involve the words egomaniac or unnecessary.
6. What? It’s called a blog? I’m there!

The blogger’s philosophy goes something like this:

Everything that I think about is more fascinating than the crap in your head.

The beauty of blogging, as compared to writing a book, is that no editor will be interfering with my random spelling and grammar, my complete disregard for the facts, and my wandering sentences that seem to go on and on and never end so that you feel like you need to take a breath and clear your head before you can even consider making it to the end of the sentence that probably didn’t need to be written anyhoo.

If that doesn’t inspire you to read my blog, I don’t know what will.