Its taken a while to get round to deleting my account, I was trying to remove all content but its impossible, really. They have so many backups on so many servers I could never do it. So I bit the bullet this morning and hit the delete button. It takes 2 weeks, they give you plenty of time to change your mind, but I won’t, this time. I just feel like its all too fake. Very few people read the posts beyond the headline and photo. People “like” what you write but very few bother commenting. Everyone loves your photos but wont bother hitting your Flickr stream because its too much trouble. Seriously? This is what friendship has become? No! I reject it. This isnt friendship. Its something else and I don’t like it.
I *am* maintaining a gaming account for three games that I play a lot (Criminal Case, Megapolis and Scrivalry) but have no plans to make that any more than it is.
What a complete crock this social networking is. Its not even a shadow of what networking is supposed to be. There has to be a benefit and once that is no longer the case, its time to move on. I do have a twitter account, and instagram as well.. instagram will be deleted. I dont post on twitter much anyway so thats no big deal. G+ went, ages ago.
No idea what kind of lizard this is, it was about 8″ from nose to tail (and half that was missing). I tried to pick it up to put it somewhere in leaf litter but it was having none of it. Oh well, at least its little mouth wasnt big enough to actually grab onto my fingers. Toby is very upset with me at the moment.
I hate them. I hate the painful soft palate, I hate the junk from sinuses draining down and ending up in lungs overnight and I hate the end result which will be an argument with my GP for antibiotics. I dont take em very often, but when I need them, its desperation time.
Difflam-C, + Senega and Ammonia + Strepsils. Oh joy.
Source: ABC News
DEfinitely in two minds about this: Whilst I understand the parents’ desire to give their son the maximum opportunity available, I also understand why its just not that simple. How can you expect a classroom full of young kids to be able to concentrate on the lesson, if another kid lets out random screams. A severely autistic child has more issues than just being able to learn…
(And now we get to see what “Press This” achieves in terms of the blog and passthru to facebook)
Early morning on the Hunter River. A yacht heading out to sea. Time for contemplation and restoration. Alas, its a long time since…
This is Toby in the first week of coming to live with me. He thought I was mean, making him stay indoors.
And herewith, one of the many objects of his fascination. He also hunts cockroaches. Ew.
This is the third in a series (The Shoal Sequence) from an author I had not read in the past. Gary Gibson’s books are huge, in the sense that they span vast tracts of time and space and its easy to lose track of who is doing what to whom. The rewards are great, though, if you can restrain yourself from reading too quickly (I have trouble with that) and you find you are in the middle of a finely thought out series. I’m not going to add any spoilers 🙂
If you like Space Opera mixed with blood and gore, political manipulations and outright bastardry, you’ll enjoy the series. Start with Stealing Light then on to Nova War. You really need to read them one after the other, because really, its one massive book in three parts, though I understand that another novel, Marauder, which is set in the same universe, follows these.