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more coffee machine dramas [Apr. 4th, 2010|12:22 am]
vixnix the triumphant
We bought 250g of beans on thursday for $13. It was a rip, I know that - that's just by the by. They're nearly gone and it's only going to be sunday tomorrow. We can't afford to buy that much coffee. I have holes in my shoes actually. This machine was supposed to save us money because we wouldn't buy as many coffees at cafe. But because we waste so much we're actually spending more. I feel like a dang fool. We spent so much money on coffee equipment only to find out that they're a total cash bleed unless you know how to use them - and to find out how to use them you need to participate in a home barista course. Which is about $200. I'm having one of those moments where I just want to bury my head in my hands and let that awful regret just wash over me.

Easter sunday tomorrow though! We're not going to be at church this year, just down at the beach with another family, engaging in an extremely pagan easter egg hunt. But we're counting down to the move day on wednesday and this will be one of the last things we do with Maxim's best friend (and one of my best friends) for a while.
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it's going out the window [Apr. 2nd, 2010|12:38 am]
vixnix the triumphant
I mean it. If that stupid espresso machine doesn't start giving me some microfoam on my milk it is out. OUT.
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(no subject) [Apr. 19th, 2007|09:47 pm]
vixnix the triumphant
God, I feel so low at the moment. I have a cold and I'm tired, and all of a sudden humanity's impact on the earth, and my own life, just look so fucking vulgar.

I walked into town from the railway station today, through a whole lot of construction sites. It just made me so fucking sick that people are putting up new buildings, pilliging the planet for resources, just to build these ugly fucking buildings that will suck energy and create more climate change problems. All the while, people are starving to death. I mean what the fuck is that about - we've been on this planet how long now, and are still not civilised enough to distribute resources equitably. Instead we shoot people off the planet, drill huge holes into the planet, and spew toxic fumes into the air.

It just makes me so sick. I make myself sick, with my fucked up consumerist lifestyle and gluttony. It's just so fucking disgusting. And nobody cares, not me, not anyone here in the camp of internet access and cable tv consumers. We're all numb, dumb, our feelings plugged up, or perverted into primitive self-interest passed off as intellectualism.

If I didn't have a family or friends, I would seriously consider shooting myself in the face right now. Actually, I wouldn't, because I don't own a gun or even know anyone who owns a gun. Speaking of guns, how does a massacre at a university not communicate a need for gun control. I'll tell you how - because there's a greater need. The need to make fucking money from selling guns.

I'm going to go to bed tonight and think about how many peoples lives could be changed if I stopped being a self-obsessed, self-pitying, pathetic, apathetic near 30-year-old fucking adolescent. Who knows. It might actually change me to the point where I do something about all the shit that I hate. One can fucking h
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food! [Apr. 10th, 2007|11:58 pm]
vixnix the triumphant
Yeah, so I haven't updated in a while. I just wanted to say that beer battered hot chips are really, really good. Especially with aioli. mmmmmmmm
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genius pays [Mar. 20th, 2007|10:12 pm]
vixnix the triumphant
So a while back, I suggested setting up an automatic payment, so that we paid the power company an arbitrary amount each pay cycle, to avoid massive bills. Pete was like....meh, whatever. But I said NO! Do it! Because I used to work at a power company, and I saw how well it worked for a lot of customers.

So we set it up, and promptly forgot all about it. Now, as I predicted, GENIUS that I am, it is summer, and we just got a bill saying we were 326 dollars in credit - no payment required for this account.

Yessssssssss. My genius pays off again. Now that we have a credit balance, the high bills of the winter months won't sting nearly as bad. Take that, Pete. Apathy does NOT pay, when it comes to power bills, my friend.

Now, to curb my frivolous spending on food. Which is never, ever going to happen.
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bioethics - a few very rough thoughts on abortion [Mar. 14th, 2007|07:23 pm]
vixnix the triumphant
We went through the obligations owed to fetuses by pregnant women last week. This week: surrogacy. After reading Finnis and Tooley's extreme views (pro-life and extremely pro-choice (abortions always morally permissable - even at 40 weeks) accordingly), it was nice to read a couple of articles written by women - Judith Jarvis Thomson and Laura Purdy, if you're interested. I don't think either article is what I would call completely inspired, but women have a way of approaching abortion with a broader picture in focus. It's easy to concentrate on the issue of whether or not the fetus is a person, and whether, therefore, it is morally permissable to harm it/kill it. But as Jarvis Thomson and Purdy point out, there is another being involved in the equation of abortion - the woman, who is, by most standards, definitely a person.

Having had three pregnancies myself, with three different outcomes (miscarriage at 10 weeks; abortion at 10 weeks; live birth), I can say quite confidently that my own personal advice to most pregnant women and young women, would be to have the baby, if they were physically able to carry it to term (this is an issue of contention for most 12 year old rape victims, obviously), and to raise it themselves, if they had the necessary support (and I stress here, that support is necessary, by any definition of that word). But I am glad to live in a society, where such intuitive reasoning is not legally binding on anybody. My being pro-choice does not make me pro-abortion. Having had one myself, I can say first-hand, that for a perceptive person of average reasoning ability, abortion is an horrific solution to what is sometimes the problem of pregnancy. And yes, sometimes I do believe it is a problem. It was a problem for Pete and me when we found out we were expecting, two weeks after having met, and after having used the morning after pill. With the benefit of hindsight, I wish I had decided differently. If I had seen then what I saw later on that same year at Maxim's 7 week date confirmation scan - the heartbeat of a live fetus inside me - the vegan in me would have responded quite differently. But I am thankful to live in a society where moral wrongdoing is not always illegal (another such example is adultery). I am thankful that the fate of what was happening to my own body lay in my own hands and nobody else's.

The real problem isn't abortion. The need for abortion to be legal, in my opinion, points to a bigger problem - that women, and young women in particular, don't value themselves and their remarkable bodies like they should. I don't know who said it, but it was some famous feminist, and I can't remember the exact words now, but it was something like oh, beautiful silly, silly girls, don't you know how valuable you are? Don't you feel valuable enough, just to say no?

Human beings in general don't value themselves enough. Blame their parents or blame their schools, or blame capitalism, or paternalism. Blame patriarchy or feminism. But don't make the resulting unexpected pregnancies the sole responsibility of the person carrying the fetus and then tell them they can't choose for themselves, the best path of action. If they choose to carry to term, and raise a live infant by themselves or with varying degree of support, that is awesome - it will be the hardest, most valuable thing they will ever do. But if they choose to terminate a pregnancy, quash a tiny, beating heart and then have to live with their decision for the rest of their lives, then let it serve as a reminder, not that she shouldn't have had choices, but that she shouldn't have needed to make that choice, and that the fact that she did, reflects very poorly indeed on the sort of society we have built for ourselves and sustained through both action and inaction.
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first bioethics lecture - abortion [Mar. 3rd, 2007|07:41 am]
vixnix the triumphant
Am I the only one who thinks that men are sort of like uninvited guests in the abortion debate? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm all for being open to everyone's perspectives - but given that it's women who make the choices, and who pay the highest price in terms of consequences, wouldn't it be, I don't know, let's say good manners to at least ask women what they think, before spouting a whole bunch of crap? Might it be an idea to have a good chat to a few women before putting forward a shonky argument full of dubious claims, that generate counter-intuitive conclusions, that are, for the most part, completely fucking useless to anyone who reads your article?

I've been reading Finnis and Tooley, can you tell? Fucking Finnis. He makes me want to go out and buy a shotgun, climb a clock tower, and start shooting anyone who looks like they call themselves a "moral" person.

And here's a little rant - I am so fucking over people who call themselves "moral" people. Just shut up already. Anybody who has studied moral theory knows that assertion is completely meaningless. We're all moral people, for crying out loud. We all have morals. What the hell makes you so special that your morals are entitled to a capital M? And then there's people who believe in "personal responsibility". As if we live in a fucking meritocracy. Lemme bring you up to speed, asshole. There's only limited amounts of personal responsibility up for grabs in societies where how well you do is largely a matter of luck, ok? If you want to claim responsibility for you life, that's great. A little misguided, perhaps, but hey, it's your life. But don't go pushing your delusions on everybody else, because here's a newsflash - for every pathetic little pseudo-tragedy that's happened in your life, things that are a million times worse have happened to at least half of the human population of earth. You want to know how? Because that's about how many people are just fucking hungry right now, with no money and no crops. Chances are, that you, sitting at your computer in your comfy chair, with your "hard earned" money in the bank, have never felt the desperation of being hungry with no hope of finding food.

Good grief, how did I get started on this. I better stop and go to bed before I give myself a freakin' hernia. Hernias and vertigo are not a good mix.
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(no subject) [Feb. 23rd, 2007|12:16 am]
vixnix the triumphant
I have had acute vertigo AKA acute labrynthitis since last thursday, it SUCKS. It's an inner ear problem (usually the symptom of a virus) that makes me feel like I'm spinning, when I've really only moved my head a little.

If you've ever had waaaaayyyyyy too much shit in your system, like alcohol, or illicit drugs, you will know the feeling. FTR, there was no alcohol involved in my vertigo - I was RIPPED off.

Thursday I lay in bed and puked every time I moved my head, until I ended up puking a mixture of green stomach fluid and blood. Friday, I puked about half as much. Both days I had some seriously messed up dreams, and dreamed all day, in a weird, feverish half sleep. It was like purgatory.

I had double vision over the weekend and spend most of it on the couch, and have been getting slowly (infuriatingly slowly) better since then. Pete's been amazing. Maxim has reached the point now where "go to Daddy now" makes him throw his arms around me and dig his fingers in my back. He is over not having a mother. Poor motherless child.

In better news, I have enrolled at university for my final two papers - both 300-level PHIL papers, both ethics. This semester I'll be taking a special topic paper called "Bioethics" and next semester I'll be taking "Ethics and Genetics", both of which sound like food for thought, which I've not had much of for a while.

My first lecture is next week, Maxim is going to stay with my mum. It's going to be strange. We are tentatively trying for another baby. I am crazy and can no longer think clearly.

I haved started attending the local Anglican church and the vicar reminds me of the Vicar of Dibley. She is going to baptise me in the sea on March 18th because otherwise I cannot receive communion at her church. I have been put on the Church cleaning and brass polishing roster.

That's about it. Oh no wait, I planted a veggie garden finally. Broccoli, beets, spinach, mesclun salad leaves, onions, carrots. Your basic winter crops. The next door neighbour's cat keeps crapping in it, so I don't know if I'll actually eat my harvest, but it will be fun to watch them grow.

Whew, mega entry. OH! And I watched Nacho Libre tonight, which was tres excellente. I love Jack Black, even when he doesn't make me laugh, he's so pleasantly entertaining.
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(no subject) [Feb. 14th, 2007|11:47 pm]
vixnix the triumphant
So, after all my swearing and ranting, I realised that I had a pretty nice day up until myspace happened.

This morning, I was treated to some gluten free breakfast cereal (I love cereal; it's one of my favourite foods):

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And I got to sit at my computer for about 15 minutes and eat it, uninterrupted, while Pete took Maxim for a walk outside. That never, ever happens, first thing in the morning!

Then when they came back, Maxim pitter-pattered across the house to me, and thrust his little fist up at me, and in it he was clutching these flowers:

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that he and Pete had stolen out of our neighbours' gardens.
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(no subject) [Dec. 14th, 2006|09:51 pm]
vixnix the triumphant
Maxim's started using his potty, it has almost been an overnight thing - today he wore the same nappy all day and didn't wet it or dirty it once, just kept asking for the potty, and even asked for the toilet while we were at the playground.

This is pretty exciting for me, he only just turned 16 months on Saturday. Most modern toilet training advice involves the claim that kids under 18 months cannot control their bowel movements voluntarily so it is impossible for them to potty train before this age.

Well, as I suspected, that turned out to be a whole load of bullshit designed to fool parents into buying more disposable nappies than they need to. Besides, if you wait until they're 3 and 1/2, when you teach them to use the toilet, they can wipe themselves and flush the toilet themselves. Nevermind the fact that you've added a huge mound of plastic and human waste to a landfill and deprived your child of the sense of dignity that comes with not wetting and soiling yourself all day long, then being laid flat on your back, spreadeagled, while somebody (maybe a daycare assistant) wipes your genitals with a disposable wet wipe, which smells like grandma's cheap perfume.

I am very smug today, I am wearing a giant smirk.

Plus, today we went to the beach and I sat in the hot sand while Maxim dug holes in the cooler, wet sand near the water, with a stick of driftwood he found. It was so awesome. And I just ate "tandoori" flavoured roasted peanuts. So I am feeling very, very smug.
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