An amp, pretty please?

The dreaded Biochem lab report is due tomorrow at 2pm. I'm about 90% done (apart from the conclusion bit), and have no inspiration at all to finish it now. Oh well.

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Now that it has been the THIRD and hopefully last time Waszowski's earphone jack has been damaged, it's time to seriously think about buying a proper keyboard amp. Hopefully I'll find out which brand and what range is perfect for now and future purposes. Buying a new thing is always interesting: the hunt and research for "the one", then using or playing with it for the first time. The not so fun part is paying for it initially. The rockshop has a few keyboard amps, and the cheapest one is $599, most expensive one is $1499. *jaw drops*

That's like, half of what I paid for Waszowski ($2994). Eeks. Hopefully I can find one that's reasonably priced and good enough for what I need.

*fingers crossed*

Beware the salivaman

Another proof which shows just how the modern society has screwed up the minds of some people (from NZ Herald):

'Deviant saliva fetish' led to attack, court told

12:45PM Monday July 30, 2007

A man's "deviant sexual arousal" to saliva from young girls was behind a premeditated attack on an 11-year-old, Christchurch District Court was told today.

Jared Paul Simmonds, 28, a Blenheim vineyard worker, was jailed today for two years and eight months after earlier pleading guilty to doing an indecent act with the girl in the grounds of a Christchurch school last February 6.

He had denied a more serious charge of detaining the girl for sex, and after submissions from his lawyer Stephen Hembrow and the Crown, Judge Murray Abbott discharged him on that count under Section 347 of the Crimes Act.

Simmonds was convicted in 2005 for obtaining spittle from young girls that he planned to use for masturbation -- circumstances similar to the offending in February, the court was told today.

Referring to psychiatric reports, Judge Abbott told Simmonds it was of "serious concern" that he targeted pre-pubescent girls because he was unable to relate to females of his own age.

Simmonds' "deviant sexual arousal to saliva could be regarded as a fetish," he said.

It was "of real concern" that Simmonds found it easier to relate to children rather than adults.

Judge Abbott said Simmonds had four convictions where he had asked for or obtained spittle from young girls.

The court was told that on Last Waitangi Day this year, Simmonds stopped off in Christchurch on his way back to Blenheim from Invercargill. He'd intended to find a young girl he could get spittle from which he would use to masturbate.

Judge Abbott noted Simmonds' significant premeditation in carrying chewing gum and plastic cups to support his story that he was conducting a survey.

Simmonds had promised the 11-year-old money to co-operate with the "survey" and told her the saliva would be analysed at Christchurch Polytechnic.

He'd met her as she was taking a short-cut through the school grounds. But events turned sinister when he asked the girl if he could be her boyfriend.

When she answered in the negative, Simmonds had foot-tripped her, lay on top of her, kissing her around her neck and cheeks, then held his hand over her mouth while he simulated sex with the girl.

The school principal, who told a depositions hearing she had observed the "unlikely pairing" when she noticed them in the playground, yelled out when she saw Simmonds on top of the girl. She managed to break free and run home.

When police interviewed Simmonds in Blenheim four days later, they found in his bedroom a newspaper clipping reporting the incident.

Judge Abbott said he believed Simmonds became a police suspect because of his similar earlier offending.

He told Simmonds he had a number of "bizarre thinking processes" that would have to be addressed before he could live safely in the community.

Simmonds' frank admissions to police, a probation officer and a psychologist gave "some hope" he may end his offending.

Judge Abbott told Simmonds that he wouldn't impose a minimum non-parole period. But he warned he was "on notice" for any further offending.

- NZPA

Dreadful dreams

Dreams are so annoying, aren't they?

One moment they're all warm and fuzzy and you wish you'll never wake up, then next thing your prince charming turns into an ugly frog or a bacteria.

I've been having a few very weird and disturbing dreams lately. Not sure what's causing it, but I blame it on the weather. Doonedinites would know what I'm talking about. Anyway, the weirdest dream I had this morning had something to do about me having a tiny baby (about 20 in length, yikes I know), not sure if it's mine or somebody elses. ERM and somehow the baby is always blue in colour, and I keep performing CPR on him/her as I think that he/she is dying. And many other freaky details that I won't blog here. If interested, ask me and I'll tell you more until you say "Ewwww!!!"

Darn those dreams. As if it's trying to say I'm a baby killer or that I'm going to be a horrible mother someday.

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Back to the Dunedin weather issue: It rained today after a few days of perfect sunny days. I thought it was safe to dry my laundry outside, but turns out that I'll have to blow dry my lab coat if it still doesn't dry before Genetics lab tomorrow.

Ah, Genetics lab. It should be interesting to see if anything interesting happens tomorrow.

Me the clumsy pot

SIGH.

I managed to trip on the cable connected to Waszowski AGAIN for the 2nd time!

SIGHHHHHHHH.

I need a cheergroup to cheer me up. I don't think this can be cured by retail therapy. Stupid, careless me. Sorry for letting you down again, Wasz.

SIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Bugs in my life

Lenik, you're right. Something is always wrong when it comes to internet issues.

The weather widget on my blog just wouldn't show up on my computer, it's visible when I use the uni computer. That happened to many other sites too, sitemeter for example which is a real nuisance as I can't check my blog logs from there until I figure out what went wrong.

Another thing that really bugs me is that the people I want to chat to didn't appear online at msn at all this whole week! Grrr. Where are you guys?

A non-internet issue: Biochem lab was completely crazy this week. We got the results, but didn't know what they meant then. Lab report is due next Wednesday, and the report should contain 3 experiments in total, the worst thing is that it's about utterly boring photosynthesis which is not yet taught at lectures yet.

Hmm, seems like I cannot stop complaining. Oh well, might as well get them all out of my system now. I seem to be particularly annoyed by someone AGAIN this week. Poor him/her, must think that he/she has done no wrong to bug me off. I know this is kind of mean, but he/she is just like an itch that I want to scratch off, but it's impossible. Sigh, I just wish circumstances were different.