Geeky is the new Sexy

I’m not sure why it is, perhaps because I’ve been on my own for awhile, or that I’ve been watching too much Big Bang Theory, but I’ve noticed that my taste in gentleman has had a dramatic shift.

No longer am I lusting after handsome strapping manly men, tradesman with big sweaty muscles.

I am now lusting after smart men, men who are passionate about something other than sport and boobs. 

Apart from my faithful obsession with the incredibly sexy Scottish sex god Gerard Butler.. even my taste in celebrities is shifting from the suave and handsome to the awkward looking youngsters such as R-Patz.

And after spending a weekend watching DVDs I now have a rather big crush on BBT’s Leonard Hofsteder. Not overly attractive, nasal voice but lovely, sweet and would do anything for the girl he fancies.

Such a nice idea.

But really – I MUST stop forming romantic attachments to fictional characters.

The iPad vs The Book

One of my esteemed colleague's iPad arrived today and the office 
population were all wetting themselves with excitement, cradling it 
like a newborn.

I'll admit I was impressed with its capabilities and it was kind of 
cool, however I still don't quite get it.

I'm not a technophobe, I enjoy new developments, but I also like 
tradition, and I figure why change what it is already awesome? Some deem the iPad the future of publishing.  I strongly disagree. And here are my (Purely from a Book/Magazine reading perspective)
reasonings:

1. Books are awesome

2. I don't see a lot of people being able to afford a $600 piece of 
equipment in order to read a story that they could purchase for $14.95 or borrow from the library for free.  YES it will come down in price as the technology improves and the innovators move on to the next best thing since sliced bread, but its still a significant lump sum of cash to pay.

3. The battery never dies on a book

4. You can't pass an iPad down generation to generation like you can a book.  My Grandfather passed on a leather-bound set of books to me, that look stunning on my shelf, that were my Great Grandfathers, and I'll pass it on to my offspring eventually as well if I have any.

5. It takes the fun out of gift giving.  Books are a favourite gift to 
give, for all ages. You can't write a personal message on the cover of a digital book, wrap it up and give it to someone.  I love opening up to the first page and seeing a note in their from a loved one, or when you find a book in a second hand store with a message of love to a stranger. One of the books that my Pa gave me has a note to him written from my Gran, on the occasion of his 21st birthday.  A digital book won't be passed through the generations because the technology will become obsolete.

6. I'm on a safari, staying in campsites where there is no 
electricity.  I want to read a story... how am I going to charge my 
iPad?

7. I'm reading a particularly thrilling adventure story.. it's 
suspenseful.. then all of a sudden Snape Avada Kedavra's Dumbledore. I slammed the book shut and threw it across the room in horror - If I had been reading this on an iPad I surely would have broken it.

8. I've finished reading my book and decide I don't want to keep it… 
I can't take an iPad book to the Op Shop or the book exchange to 
receive credit on a new book.. I can't give my old book to my 
neighbour to borrow or swap it with a traveller on the road.

9. I am in general a clumsy person.  I drop things a lot and spill 
things even more.  Technology breaks. As my lap top found out.

10.  You can't get an author to sign your digital book.

11. I like to read magazines in the bath, I take my iPad in with me in the bath, my hand are slippery, I drop it into the bubbles, my iPad is destroyed. I drop my magazine, I'm only out $5.95

12. I'm at the bus stop waiting for a bus, so I pull at my iPad to 
while away some time. A gang of hooded youths see me flash my fancy technology and think "she is of above average means".  Next thing you know I am on my bottom in the gutter whilst they run off with my 
handbag.

13. I have an intruder in my house.. I'm in bed and the closest object is my iPad (which is not heavy) I throw it at the intruder, it bounces off him.  I throw the Hardback copy of Harry Potter & The Order of The Phoenix or War and Peace at them, I startle them long enough to get away.  I throw the shorter Oxford English Dictionary at them and I kill them. 

14. I enjoy online shopping, but I don’t get nearly the same satisfaction as when I walk into a book store and discover something new.

So there you have it.. 14 reasons why I think the iPad will never replace the book. 

Pac Man Munching Up The Workforces Time

I was enchanted with Google's recent Pac Man playable logo.  I spent much time on it, as did many millions of other people.

In fact, apparently we all spent 4,819,352 HOURS playing it causing $120,483,800 in productivity.*

I can see how it would ad up.  My general dissatisfaction with my job means that any distraction, no matter how minor is a highlight to my day. An email funny, text message from a boy, one of the upstairs staff walking downstairs carrying something.. it's all enough to have me drop what I am doing and spend 5-10 minutes happily interacting with whatever it is that distracted me.

I think it's one of the reasons I enjoy making tea so much.. it gets me away from my desk and into the lovely land of the kitchen where there is food and magazines.  And I venture a guess that I am not the only one who feels this way.

So I totally understand when Google, a site that many can legitimately go on at work without a warning being sent to HR creates a fun game that the global working population drops their press releases, statistics, sales analysis or marketing presentations and spends 5 minutes munching up dots and being chased by little monsters.

Bliss.
http://mashable.com/2010/05/25/google-pac-man/

A Winter’s Truth

Winter is upon us (well us antipodeans anyway) and as a single woman this means one thing and one thing only.

My legs are hairy.

As far as I can see there are only three reasons to shave your legs. 1) If your legs are on display through short skirts, shorts etc. (no one likes seeing a hairy girl – this goes for armpits too) 2) If there is a man in your life who is likely to be touching them. 3) You are going out with the expectation that the evening will end in coitus.

As it is cold, my legs are no longer on display.  If I’m wearing a short skirt, I am wearing practical and warm tights, stockings or leggings.  I am not one of these foolish Queensland girls who prance around in July in short shorts and thongs.  Also, there is no man in my life at present to worry about pleasing and I stopped whoring around long ago, so there will be no unexpected fornication any time soon either.

As I showered this morning I looked down and realised that it had been at least 3 weeks since I had removed the hair on my legs.

And quite frankly, I don’t give a damn.  

Ouch

An injury I think is worse than an illness.

When you are ill, you feel hopeless and can lie around listless. You don’t care that you haven’t showered, or that you are staying in bed all day doing nothing. In fact that is all you want to do.

An injury is different. I can’t do anything, I can’t work, yet I’m not sick so therefore am BORED out of my freaking mind!  My back is killing me so can’t sit down for too long, therefore can’t be at work.  I have to keep walking around, but yet can’t go anywhere interesting.

Not only that I can’t believe that my injury was caused by a sneeze.  Which is nearly as embarrassing as the time I broke my finger playing with a balloon. 

Not some interesting injury cause by a dangerous position on a sex swing.  Or by swinging on a trapeze.  No, by SNEEZING.  How very very dull and embarrassing.

And for everyone who knows me, they won’t be surprised at all.  Which is in fact even sadder.