Flashing Lights
This will be a quick one, since I have an anatomy exam and the rest of my research journal due on the same day. First off, yeah, I can order books from other campuses, but that takes time and at the time, there was not enough time to get the book from main campus to Cumbo. Usually I just find the book and put it in a totally different section of the library. That way, the system shows it as "on shelf" and no one can recall it. Evil, but very effective.
Anyway, I'm organising a road trip to Anna Bay with my uni friends. It's about a 3 hour drive, and that apparently has caused some problems. When I was asking around for drivers, the most common response was "my parents won't let me", usually because omg it so far, 3 hours? I'm just not sure that you'll be safe, oh and the car is like held together with duct tape cos we're too cheap to check it properly checked...blah blah blah. Seriously, my friend asked his dad if he could take the van (I call it the "party van") but his dad said no because it's old and makes noises at high speed. And the transmission or something is held together by tape. My friend was driving it before on a few short trips before, but that car sounds like a bloody death trap waiting to spring at any second. Just send your damn car out to be checked and make sure everything is working. You can be cheap on whatever you want, but don't skimp on safety. And someone else's car insurance only covers the Sydney metropolitan area. WTF? What if you need to drive outside Sydney metro? Apparently a 3 hours drive is the equivalent to going to Mars, from Pluto. But then again, I've been on long trips before. Every time I go, my dad gives my brother and I semi-lectures on the subject: rest stops, safety, night driving and so on. And when I talk to people ignorant about the subject, they start freaking out about all these myths. And common sense obliterates like 99% of them.
Meh. Well the best to stamp out ignorance is education. Sometimes I would really like to sit down with these parents, and tell them how bloody stupid their myths are. And how 3 hours will get you basically no where, when you look at the larger map of Australia.
On a lighter note, I was watching a trailer for MGS4 and the voice over was the stereotypical deep male voice who'd been smoking since day 1. I like to imagine that its one guy doing that voice for all these movie, tv and game trailers out there. And that he's flat out trying to find time to do the voiceovers. He'd probably talk like that all the time.
"What's your order, sir?"
"I would have one Big Mac..."
"...O..K..""
That would be awesome in my opinion. I can get pretty close to it, but my version lacks sufficient gravelly-ness that makes it effective, since I don't smoke.
But I can still dream...