The Final Thing (Er, Video? Post?)

Isn't this freaking exciting? Blog 365 has come to an official end, and to celebrate - Joy and I made a 26 minute and 13 second video. It's a charming mix of past reminiscence, challenges, awkward questions and a semi-mind blowing vortex.

Oh no! The video is password protected! You must guess it with a small clue.

Password: joyisa_________

a) cow
b) pig
c) horse
d) rabbit

How Many Brigittes Does It Take..

I don't know how many of me it would take to fix a lightbulb...but it takes only one of me to take one out of my bedside lamp, in my sleep /coolstoryoftheday.

In other news, blog 365 will be ending soon - quite soon if anyone (anyone?) was wondering. Joy and I have something (quite) exciting lined up after, so...be...quite excited.

Checking in

I don't know if I'm supposed to post today, which makes it hard for me to decide whether to do something interesting as part of 'last few days posting so they better be good' or write some nonsense and get it over with quickly.

These last few days are very messy though, which is mostly my fault. But hopefully we finish on a high note.

But hey, I thought you might be interested that I DRESSED UP AS AN AVATAR

And I faintly remember posting about Avatar, and Brigitte hadn't watched it then. Have you seen it yet?

ps. we are avatars because we are the blue crew

I Post Stuff Everywhere Just In Case

Surprise from Brigitte on Vimeo.

Last-Minute Sprint

I get really distracted. From trying to find Holga photoshop actions to singing along to songs about lemon trees. Next thing I know, I'm wiki-ing the Kübler-Ross model as a result of overloading on TED talks. My desk looks untidy, so I arrange it - wondering whether I'd want to represent myself with the image of 'total minimalism' or 'organised chaos'. One wonders. Maybe moving that Japanese work book into the vicinity of my workspace or opening up the plethora of short stories on my browser will at least guilt me into completing these tasks. But no avail, I become tolerant to them and just...ignore them. While my brain is being happily munched away at by guilt, I continue to kill my conscience and stay distracted. Yeah, I do try to get back on task, slowly. Multiple planners, lists that never get crossed off, blocking websites.

Let's tell a petty anecdote of the time [specifically the 20th of October, 2010] when I vowed to stop biting my nails. Yes, I kept true to that, but I found ways around it. I now compulsively clip my nails or peel them (yes, I peeled them yesterday and all I can think about is my fingertips burning in agony whenever I apply pressure to them). The point is, that when I set rules for myself, I manage to weasel out of them. It's probably a rebel-against-oneself complex, which isn't so complex at all. Having somebody else set the rules for won't necessarily make you stick to your guns. It probably ensures that as well as failing yourself, you wreck damage unto others.

Starting something likens to waking up in the morning, starting the day. You know you have to, but you, really…can’t. It works like a snooze button, waiting to seize the moment to start on your incredulous journey to success. Of course, all fails and you wake up four hours later wondering where your life went to. All for the sake for five minutes more. The same cycle continues for a short eternity, the one where your timetable is shifted forward by a couple of hours. Sleep late, wake late. In the case in which you do wake up early, naps snatch you away into dreamland. The only way out is to stamp your foot down and duel the Sandman.

On the other hand, when it comes to the things you want to do, all the energy wasted on starting and finishing wears you down completely. You’re not in the mood to do anything.

You can’t win.

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I had always wanted to summon a large ladel to inspect my stream of consciousness. Preferably a wooden one, I don't know - the prospect just seems so much more Oliver Twist. It's the moment when you stop thinking and start thinking, you've lost it. I've never snapped a key in a lock but I can certainly imagine the feeling. If I wanted to stop thinking about The Game, I'd keep thinking about The Game. And The Game of which I have just lost.

As for a break, I don't know whether I'd be taking one. Maybe free and easy, whenever till Joy comes back. Alone in this lonely virtual house, supported by a plethora of colourful balloons, floating in cyberspace.

I might just go now and write sad haikus about how everything is ending so quickly.

Last day, but not really

I'm leaving tomorrow so I won't be posting for a while. Not sure what Brig is going to do, she doesn't really have to post because we are kind of taking a break but it's up to her.

Now I'm wondering whether this experience has changed us at all. Whether we would be different people if we hadn't done a blog 365.
Brigitte said something about Julie and Julia being about 'life revolving around your blog' or something along those lines. I haven't seen it and I'm not sure I want to after finding out that the guy who played the killer in The Lovely Bones is in it. But I read up on it on Wikipedia, and it sure sounds like Julie got a lot more out of her blog than we did (a better story anyway).
If anyone was going to make a movie about us, it would be called 'Too Lazy to Write a Blog Post'

Well, I'll see you later, if you're still here for us. Thanks Jessy for sticking with us all this time. This year went by fast didn't it?

Self-consious writing

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Well I don't have much to add to blog reminiscence. Here's some Joy reminiscence.

Year seven diary

Always Walk Around To Check Before Reversing

I thought that I might join Joy in this emotional pool of reminiscence.

As a joint act of laziness, we missed eighty days' worth of posts in 2010. I felt really self conscious about my writing, but Joy seemed perfectly fine. Joy mentioned Jack Johnson fourteen times despite only labelling five of her posts.

We really do love Yahoo(!) Answers.

Weekly themes are of the past.

Posting lyrics counts as a daily post for some weird reason.

In future news, to whoever actually reads this - we're going to officially end this 365 a little later than the datefromlastyear that we actually started on. In terms of furtherly blogging, we're still thinking...(er, are we Joy?).

Review

We posted 61 times last May, but only 30 times in December.
Brigitte loves Yahoo!Answers
We both love Wikipedia
I love Yahoo!Answers as well
Our sentence didn't really work
I'm going to miss Brigitte-style writing.

Carpe Diem (Cras)

What if, numbers didn't really exist...but we had a system based on scale of colour (or lack thereof)?

Maths would still exist of course, just that everything would be a colour.

Maybe pastel-y colours are even.

And the stark ones odd.

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Just sayin'.

Hiya

Couldn't think of what to post so I came up with: favourite posts from the year
also, that video rocked Brig. You kinda remind me of Juno, which is awesome.

This post by Brigitte, <3: just because it was a moment in history
This one by me: not that I like it that much but I read it and I was like wow I still wonder that
This is cool because of the comments: and the fact that I haven't used deviantart since.. that month

And since I can't be bothered reading through every single post (I might do more tomorrow) those are my top 3 from January-April 2010. Not that they are that amazing, it's actually a bit sad that we don't have stand out posts :S

Step 3

Okay. I'm juggling. Trust me - juggling is the skill of the devil...it was a lot harder than I predicted and I didn't exactly try to master it.

Ihateseeingmyselfinvideos. And why did I do this? In the name of Blog 365, that's why.

(Squished videos are always fun to watch, I'll just leave it there...it's too late in the day to bother)

Dilemma

This is the start of the last week of blog 365.
Trouble is, I'm going away either on the 13th or 14th, then get back on the 20th only to go away again on the 24th. And I'm not sure if I'll have internet.
So Brig and I wanted to do something special for our last week, but should we have a) a proper full week when both of us are here, b) I'll do as much as I can and Brigitte finishes off the blog, or c) bits and pieces, so pause the blog when I leave then start it again when I get back?
or anything else?

PS. posted all my letters. The ones in Melbourne have already gotten there (but one person is away so they haven't read theirs yet) And you kiwis should be expecting yours soon I hope. I'm expecting a juggling video coming up soon.

PPS. they call dairies (dairys?), milk bars in Australia

The (Near) Perfect Book

Bear with me while I fantasise about my ideal book. This is purely hypothetical, I don't plan to make a book of that sort.

Firstly, it's not a novel, a short story collection, whatever. It will sit on your coffee table to bear hours of sun. But it won't fade. It's eight by eight inches, with smooth matte pages which aren't too shiny. The paper is at least 120gsm (no thicker really) and is a pleasing off-white colour. Bright white hurts my eyes. In it are photographs which you could literally look at everyday and find something new in. It's that feeling one gets when they can't help but keep looking and have no idea why. As for the text, it will be a really odd (if not in bad taste) mixture of handwriting and Helvetica (bold, oblique..the mix). The colours are crisp, and well thought out. As little bear liked it (ohnonotinthatway), the thickness is just right.

Nothing is out of place, unless you look really hard. And that will irk you for the rest of your life.

Off-Putting

I thought of two very good topics which I could dive into a passionate rant about, but to put it simply - I'm not in the mood to discuss either of them. I want to sleep. Goodnight.

Something?

I had this little spark of an idea today and I'm pretty proud of it to be honest but not too sure if it will ever end up happening, anyway here you go.

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Okay so I emailed the idea to a friend who wanted to 'start something' and then tried pasting it in here, guess what I still can't paste.

Basically we have a big shared breakfast, everyone brings something for example a box of cereal or some muffins. Then we invite homeless people or people who need food and BAM everyone gets something yummy to eat, the homeless people have a nice breakfast free of charge and we all have a good time at pretty much no cost.

Issues:
1. Where do we get homeless/hungry people who would want to come? (also they have to be safe)
2. Do they come and join in or do we save the leftovers and give it to them?
3. Who is going to come and bring food? How big do we want it?

Does that sound good at all?? :D

There Will Be An Answer

I attempted to get wordpress once, but it was a headache to manage. Blogger is nice to use but Tumblr seems to get more attention. We could possibly go with themes, or something that two-person blogs should do.

My dog hops.

And these were the worst chips that I've ever had (so far) in my life:

Future discussion

I don't want to do another year. I don't regret doing this and it feels good to nearly have completed it but I don't think I'd be able to do another 365. You know what, I think we are going to feel a bit free-er (took me a while to spell that) without having to post something every day.

I think just leave this blog here... with all the embarassing photos and videos for everyone to see.

And then, yes to doing something elsewhere, I don't know where though. A new blog on blogspot/tumblr/wordpress/anything else you can think of?

I wonder if we do have lurkers....

Whisper Words Of Wisdom

I was very tempted to post lyrics here just to mock Joy, but I shall resist.

Joy, I'd like to discuss the future of blog 365. Personally, I don't want to do a second year...but that's up for debate. Obviously, we don't delete this blog and let it float around cyberspace...but are we just going to...leave it here?

My mind implodes when I try to conceptualise cyberspace.

Should we continue to post here/do something elsewhere? Blogging is fun when you're not in a mad rush at 11:40pm every night.

Observation: We have seven followers but only one of them actually comments.

Lurkers.

let it be

WORST thing just happened.

I can't paste anything in here!

HOW am I supposed to post song lyrics????

Oh well, if I can't be a cheat and put lyrics up then I'm allowed to be a cheat and put a photo right?

we went to a place and there were cool statues everywhere, this was quite some time ago.

#First World Observations

Earlier today, I put a glass of water on my desk to notice that things had been arranged in quite a linear fashion.

Now, I'm going to think about what I shall do with these three chromatic canvases. Gotta love holidays.

letter writing

Brigitte challenged me to send 5 letters to 5 people. So far I've written 4 :) Here's my stash of letters

So while writing these I came to the conclusion that it's really hard writing to people you talk to normally

New Years Resolutions?

I've never really been a fan of these because if you want to change something about yourself, there's no point waiting for January 1st, it's not magical or anything. But here are some things off the top of my head that I would like to do this year.

1) Buy CD's. Especially for new artists (who I can't download for free) like Aussie artists. And if I do anything for my birthday, CDs would be great :D ps Brig is New Zealand music any good?
2) Walk my dog more
3) Just be super nice and awesome

Year In Review

Joy has issued me a challenge. And that is to learn how to juggle...and put a video up. That will be here later in the week when I actually locate some juggling balls and an informative video on Youtube.

i hate to admit this, but i kinda love melbourne

me trying to be artistic (i was walking at the same time ok)


fireworks

WHAT EVEN IS LIFE

sorry about the caps for the title, i was on caps lock but then i decided it would look cool to leave it that way.
well firstly rest in peace to the boy who fell into the Roturua geothermal pool. i saw that on the paper and firstly i was a bit shocked and seeing as i'm going to Roturua soon that was worrying. Then today i found out that he died and that was really sad, he was 8 and it is such a horrible way to die. - it won't let me post links so here
then i found out that Carrie Bickmore's husband died from a brain tumor recently (there's nothing on the internet for that, weird). Which is really devastating because they have a son who's only 4 years old.
so then that made me appreciate life just that little bit more. i figured that we are all just really lucky to be alive and where we are. it's amazing knowing that you have good things in your life, things to look forward to and knowing that you have a good future ahead. i mean i don't know if most people are like this but i actually think i'm going to be happy later on in life even though i have no idea what i'm going to do.
so hey guys, happy new year, i hope this wasn't too cheesy and you took something from it just like i did.

ps sorry for missing 2 days, totally my fault

Pointfulness

Well, today being the first day of the year and all - I joined many in the great endeavour of starting a project. It is sort-of a two year project split into 'quadrants' (as I have so fancily called them). Ergo, eight quadrants of three - month projects. The first installation is the hands/project hands/two hands project, the idea came from Jules - after I bugged her for ideas on Facebook chat. It's basically documentation of my hands over a span of three months.

I haven't filled up the next seven spaces, but I'm hoping that it'll come eventually.

Every time I do a project, people always ask me why exactly I'm putting so much time and effort into something which won't get me credits or seem to benefit me in any way. The big secret is that I don't really have a reason for actually constantly doing projects. I have no idea why they're so fun. Maybe they're self fulfilling and make me a better person, as well as being a giant learning curve. It's just, nice (sorry) to have some kind of side dish in one's life that you can pick at. They always taste better than the main.

Happy New Year. Twothousandandeleven is quite the mouthful to say.