Gadgets Galore!

I have always been fond of gadgets: those little mechanised, motorised bundles of joy. Just like a kitten… If I ever were to find a gadget kitten, my heart would sing!

Being a great fanatic of gadgets (You could call me a geek, but I don’t like that word if it’s said nastily.), the inevitable was to happen as soon as I read my first spy novel; how could you not expect it?

I am now a great lover of spy novels.

Have you ever read the Alex Rider series? I know it’s a bit of a kids’ book, but it is wonderful for adults too. I myself am working on the series, although I got the order a little bit jumbled up at first.

This post is indeed short. I have things to do, people to see… gadgets to try, spy books to buy. I suggest you follow my example. 🙂

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I Found It Out!

Yay! I found out what cornucopia means. Mind you, it was a coicidence since I wasn’t looking for it… I just saw it in a different context and realised what could possess such a strange word. 😀

Yes, well. Shall I enlighten you about cornucopias? I rather think I shall.

The Cornucopia (for there is only one) is part of a Roman legend, the Cornucopia is also known as the Horn of Plenty. It is a Unicorn horn. It’s pretty simple.

This is a giant coincidence. I love unicorns, I have also found out about the “Sea Unicorn”, the Narwhal, which I am also feeling a pull to since I love the sea. I also feel a strange pull to the Romans, and of course myths and legends are wonderful things in my eyes. Fascinating, too… I must find a little bit more about this. I will tell you of my findings!

Stats, Sweet Stats

Well… I don’t usually look at stats. But today I realised the last time I checked that my blog hasn’t crashed and burned yet was sometime last May.

So I decided to take a look.

And the feeling that hit me wasn’t the depressed, “what’s the point” feeling but a happy, “OMG what happened!” sort of feeling. 😀

My views haven’t exactly gone through the roof, but we’re getting there. We are slowly filling a balloon – metaphor for my blog – with air (ok ok its helium.) which is, of course, my lovely readers. Yes, you!

Thanks so much for taking the time to read this post, to visit this site, maybe you’re even subscribed!

I should receive an award. Only a small one, for some websites have got into the thousands on subscribers; but an award nonetheless. I would be so honoured to receive it. I would thank my mummy and daddy. Yup, can’t forget about family!

I would thank my few friends who talked me into writing stuff, showing me that I actually really enjoyed it. And finally…

I would be honoured to thank my all-time inspiration to start blogging, the author doesn’t even know me but we share a name, her blog showed me the wonderful world of WordPress blogging! It is…*Queue dramatic drum roll and silence*… Emily, from Emily Eats & Exercises!

Well. It’s unfortunate you never noticed me on your blog. You led me to achieve great things (at least to me they’re great!) and I never would have done it without you, and also my random Google search. This search in itself was thanks to a video from someone – Oh no, I forgot who – but let’s not go into strange details

Thank you so much, guys! You, the readers, deserve the biggest applaud of all! *Cheer*

Emmy – Ego For My Worries

Have you ever made an alter ego who is your perfect self?

Sure. Everyone has. If you haven’t, you should seriously consider it. Takes a weight off.

Anyway, this post is short and snappy since I’m running out of time; I have the Sunday Night Blues. Yup, I’ve finally fallen prey to it…

And it sucks. Like, really ultra-sucks. Ultra-mega-holy cow-sucks.

Forunately, Emmy shall come to the rescue. My perfect self. Who I aim to be. She shall take over in the place where I spend over half my day, 5 days a week… Most of the year, I kinda forgot the number. Unhappily for me (the major introvert and loner I am) there are a lot of people in this place. Around 6000, we’re talking. I see all of them every day.

And it kills me. Slowly it is destroying my tender lonely structure. Right now I have to hide in the toilets on my breaks to get away from all those people. 30 of them are supposed to be my friends. Well, everyone else believes they are, but in truth: they hate me. Absoloutely despise me.

Obviously they don’t show it but I can see them whispering and laughing, and giving me that look. You might know it from school days, especially if you were totally unpopular, like me. The Better smile ’cause she’s looking, she can’t know we’re talking about her. Didn’t hide it very well, did you? Sorry to say this about them but, morons.

I mean, come on! But I digress. I shall not rage today.

My ego, Emmy, loves making friends. She has lots of them, and they all actually like her. She can proudly walk past those toilets on breaks.

I know I have lost my mind, and this does not help… But Emmy is my final hope.

Best of luck, Emmy. You’ll need it. 🙂

Random Ramble – Summer Days

As I slowly peel my eyes open I sense light trying to filter in through the curtains. I stumble from bed, feeling heavy as a cow in my thick nightgown. Drawing the curtains, light suddenly streams in; a new summer day has begun.

Quickly showering (and feeling the refreshing water run over my back and slithering down to my ankles) and getting dressed in a dress that is as light as a veil and as fragile as glass, I rush outside.

Sweet cool air rushes to greet me, and on the breeze is a scent of new beginnings. Birds are just beginning to awaken, realizing it’s daytime – their energetic singing and dancing in their treehouses make me want to sing with them.

The thick clouds realize that their work is done and drift away… slowly as if reluctant to go. I see them and, after waving a final goodbye for the day, I remember a dream of sleeping on those clouds. I woke up in that dream to find I was soaring on my cloud like a magic carpet and seeing the majestic sights of the world!

Energy swirls around my garden and it seems almost fairytale-like: slightly overgrown with flowers pushing out of the ground everywhere, and my old shed being gently caressed by ivy. The windows of this shed are dirty and I can barely see in. The excitement of what could be in there overwhelms me and I prise open the stiff door, looking inside….

Nothing. Disappointment rushes over me but I hope this will not stop me from feeling good. But is this a sign? My life could be an empty space waiting to be filled, the outside look of it being the potential, therefore exciting and inviting. But I need to harness the potential, the creative energy waiting to be used.

This is the magic of the world. Part of the meaning of life. Filling life with fantasticly brilliant people, objects and actions. Words, light, sport, invention, design, art, all must be appreciated and we must be grateful at how much these things positively influence our lives. But we must drive out the negative things, gently but firmly. Maybe then we can access the remaining portion of our brain we never tap into?

These thoughts have been very jumpy today, haven’t they… Starting off with a summer day and ending with the meaning of life. But thoughts go that way. Especially mine!

Anyway, I have news!

Yes, that’s right. Very important (at least to me!) news and I don’t know if you want to hear them. So if you don’t want to hear, or rather see, these all-important news… Well, turn off whatever your using to read it! Delete the email, turn off the internet, etcetera!

So… Back to those news.

Ah yes, thank you little ego of mine. You just hate it when I don’t get to the point. Anyway!! No more dilly-dallying. The news is….. (Drumroll please!)

I got my hair dyed! That’s right. Semi-permanent, berry red. About the colour of the writing. Well not really but…

So, I guess that’s it for this post. I will update you about my Jorge Luis Borges hunt. Promise. Just not today…

This post helped me to feel good. And, in the words of Aquatom, I do love to feel good!

Jorge Luis Borges – 3 Facts a Day

Right, here’s the way I’m going to do this…

I will write on a series of posts 3 facts a day about Jorge Luis Borges, until I run out of facts. Here’s the first 3 facts! (Sorry this post is short but I don’t have much time – too much to do today.)

  • He was born in Buenos Aires on 24 August 1899
  • He died in 1986
  • He wrote short stories, poems and essays.

Jumbled up facts I know; I want to make this a tad more random! So terribly sorry I can’t make this post longer… I do try so hard to find time but I have busy days!

I try! Honest, I do! 😉

Good, Healthy Fun

Now. This is going to be a post about health, and eating healthier. But probably a lot of people (including myself!) know I’m in no position to write a lecture on how to be healthy. I still have a long way to go! Fortunately – at least for me – it will not be a lecture. That would take far too long.

Although I’m not the fittest or healthiest of people, I think I can help you a little bit; I have learnt a thing or two so far in my quest to be healthy. Today I can write about one of the best things that I found out. Leo has written about this recently and I thought that I should tell you what I have learnt about it!

Eating Healthily can be Fun!

When I first started trying to eat healthily, I nearly just gave up on the whole thing. I hated it; I had to force myself to keep going.

Eventually I knew I had to stop, because it wasn’t working for me.
But I still had to find a way to…you know, do this. So I gave up with the diets, and the exercise schedules. I couldn’t do them! So instead I did it my way.

I ate healthy meals because they were delicious. (I googled good healthy dishes and got loads of yummy results!) each day I allowed myself 1 snack – if it’s unhealthy. And as long as I worked it off, it was fine!

At the weekends, I often go swimming and play tennis. In the weekdays, just all of the work is exercise enough for me!

I use this technique and it works for me. What about you?
And ps… Holidays obviously give you time off, but still try!