Time for a quick interruption.

man so much of my music is bringing back so many memories i mean HELL i have a lot of music and a lot of memories

Welcome back to the CJ Curry Experience. Better than money, better than food, better than power, better than sex, better than \b\.

In order to comply with Internet blogging standards, I am writing this episode of the experience naked.

POST 24: NEWS, SPORT, WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT

News: all my friends are fuckups. Some of my friends are turning 21. None of my friends are named Aloysius.

News: I have had a very long, hard day, and a very long, hard week. (And a very long, hard something else.)

News: The world is doomed, and we're to blame. Climate change, global economic crisis, Microsoft Windows, you name it.

News: There's been some more bombings in Baghdad, Iraq. My my, everyone's so buggy these days...

News: Tower 2 won the tower parties. Damn.

News: I just opened a bottle of Agrum. Delicious stuff.

Sport: The Poms need to win. They're not going the right way about it. The Aussies can afford to draw. They're not going the right way about that either.

Sport: I won my squash match tonight and I am wrecked.

Weather: Dark.

News: A man's life got took away in the city today... erm... no. No more.

I need bickies. But I don't have any. That's a bugger. I also need a bed but my blog has a slightly higher priority. So does Tetris. And cats.

I still believe there is a fundamental truth... Bye.

Credits (listed in order of appearance)

CJ Curry               Shane Warne
The Blog               Randall Monroe
CJ's Computer          Garfield
News                   A Compass We Found In The Dumpster
Sport                  Gary Glitter
Weather                Zeus
                       Thor
Agrum                  Sueño
Electrician            Nikola Tesla
Idealism Crushed By    Humanity
Director's Cut By      A Razor Blade
Catering               Mars Bars
Special Thanks         Simon Katich
Producer               Pamela Anderson

Comment Moderation my arse...

Ooh, I can see a red garbage bin outside!

Welcome back to the CJ Curry Experience. You experience me.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

POST 23: RUN!

I want to set a cookie. I want to eat a cookie. I want to be a cookie. I have done two out of those three. COOKIE!

Anywhom, time to rant now. I ordered a leopard cleaning kit three weeks ago and it still hasn't arrived. What is it with the postal service these days? How hard is it to send a simple leopard cleaning kit? Hell, my portable elephant polishing brush didn't take this long. Stab them!

On that note, does anyone here like food?

Sadly, I have been reviewed. Here are some scraps of people's reviews:

--...it's mindless pap. Kate H
--I wouldn't touch that... with a ten foot pole. Isaac Y
--CJ Curry is the worst blogger in the history of blogging. Go home, CJ. Fred T
--I'm not going to eat that. Leonard B

Would those who still wish to review me please send me your review in the normal way: write it down in 500 words or less, pull down your trousers, wipe your arse with it, and throw it in the garbage. I will receive it in ten days' time.

And now.

EF

AY

KEW

I shall show you all the most frequently axed questions.

HOW DARE YOU WRITE A BLOG?: I dare.
WHEN WILL YOU WRITE A BLOG?: When I can.
WHERE DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: In my room.
WHAT DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: Um, what?
WHO DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: OK, shut up now.
WHICH DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: Enough! No more!
WHY DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: I like fucking with people's minds.

It is now nearly 7PM. 7PM is normally a number, followed by two letters. And I like to quote time as being four numbers, a colon, and a letter. Or even better, drop the letter. But I like letters. They make me feel special. REAL special. Hee!

One more ef ay kew. Why do you write "Hee!" occasionally?: It's just what I do.

I know. I know. A blog is supposed to be about expressing your inner thoughts., or talking about your day. But I can't. Complain if you want, but I think talking about your day is as bad as humping a walrus. Nobody cares about your day. Except people who stalk FML.

Now. As I say: run.

Credits (listed in order of appearance)

CJ Curry               Bugs Bunny
The Blog               Cory Doctorow
CJ's Computer          Paris Hilton
Red Garbage Bin        Microsoft Windows
Green Garbage Bin      Microsoft Windows
Yellow Garbage Bin     Microsoft Windows
Blue Garbage Bin       Microsoft Windows
CJ's Attitude          This Guy
Pictures               deviantART
Music                  Les Paul
CJ's Drugs Provided By Rita & Lin, The Hyper Twins
Special Thanks         Compact Discs
Producer               Him Over There

on the other hand, i might have a summer job this year...

I declare blag!

Oh noes. I is coming down with a cold. Perhaps it is a piggy flu? Bah, I'm not that lucky.

Welcome back to teh CJ Curry Experience. Guaranteed to piss you off at least once, perhaps twice, and to always, always return for a third shot. But not to piss you off. To seriously offend you.

We all love sax, don't we? I been loving teh sax. Acid jazz is my hero and my idol. Help support acid jazz by buying a frog from your local auto mechanic.

POST 22: BACK TO MINE? MAYBE?

Back To Mine is a series of music compilations. Teh music is mixed by guys or girls or bands who are usually famous or semi famous on teh EDM scene. Teh selection of music is music that teh mixers would listen to after a night on teh town. I likes it. I even have my own little Back To Mine playlist. I should mix it. Maybe. But I could get arrested. Copyright violations and junk. Maybe. I don't give a crap about my own copyrights, but I respect teh copyrights of others. Hee!

1. Air Traffic (ATC Chill Mix) - Three Drives (smooth. subtle. instrumental. sleepy music.)
2. Ants And Feet - Felix Laband (more feet than ants. and more windy flagpole than ants.)
3. Bbydhyonchord - Aphex Twin (this guy likes him some lucid dreams. i must try them again.)
4. Blackpool Roll - Mr. Scruff (this stuff is far too fun to be taken seriously. i like.)
5. Broken - Car Stereo Wars (indie music rocks my coccyx.)
6. Cat On Teh Fence - Felix Laband (garfield could take some lessons from this guy.)
7. Cobrastyle - Robyn (surprised that a song by robyn made it here? well, have a listen, you'll see what i mean.)
8. Come - Lemon Jelly (lemon jelly and mr. scruff are both fun. i like lemon jelly. listen to their new album. it sounds nothing like their old albums.)
9. D-Hell - Remote_ (also sleepy music. i remember falling asleep to this, then waking up, and denying i fell asleep. i got lulz.)
10. Drei Auf Drei - Sascha Funke (german minimalism. w00t yeah.)
11. Everybody's Talking - Harry Nilsson (those who have lost respect for me, leave now.)
12. Feeling Oblivion - Turin Brakes (this is teh song i want played at my funeral. i likes it too much to not be played at my funeral.
13. Hello There (Presets Remix) - Cagedbaby (despite teh presets getting their hands on this, it's a nice laidback tune.)
14. I Melt With You - Nouvelle Vague (oo. cover band.)
15. IZ-US - Aphex Twin (yes. him again.)
16. Kelly Watch Teh Stars - Air (second-most-listened-to tune in my library. over 5,600 songs, and i've heard this one 64 times.)
17. Kinetic (Orbital Remix) - Golden Girls (look. it's instrumental. teh song reminds me of mell born. deal with.)
18. Letting The Cables Sleep (Teh N.O.W. Remix) - Bush (much more café del mar than its original.)
19. Love Forgotten - A Man Called Adam (no. the band is not one man.)
20. On - Aphex Twin (he makes ambient music. if you hadn't noticed, teh majority of my playlist here is ambient...)
21. Radio Right Now - Felix Laband (yep, him again. i get a neat little mental image whenever i hear this one.)
22. So Long - Mr. Scruff (so long is right. nice for a melbourne night.)
23. Still Light - Teh Knife (this probably doesn't belong here any more. but, oh well, what can you do?)
24. Sunday - Moby (this is probably not teh 'sunday' you're thinking of. it is a b-side, and it is instrumental. and it has 78 plays.)
25. Take Teh Sun Away - F.R.I.S.K. (acid jazz...)
26. Taste Of Funk - Mateo & Matos (acid jazzier... well, really, it's more acidic than jazzy.)
27. Tricycle - Psapp (toys! i still can't get over teh fact that these guys use toys!)
28. We Share Our Mothers' Health (Ratatat Remix) - Teh Knife (if you'd heard teh original, you'd know why i have this version...
29. What's Teh Matter? - Yppah (my newest discovery! i found him when i watched rage late one friday night. well, early one saturday morning.)
30. Zero Zero - Internal Sync (one of only three house tracks. god this one is good.)
31. 4 - Aphex Twin (ok, fine, i have an aphex twin fetish. judge me not, freaks.
    
32. Also Sprach Zara-- waitaminute...

And, bye now. See you next time I get teh balls to post another bleg.

Credits (listed in order of appearance)

CJ Curry               James Bond
The Blog               Google
CJ's Computer          HAL
Music                  Many Many Talented Souls
                       Zarathustra
Choreographer          Mikhail Baryshnikov
Font By                HTML Labs Inc.
Pain Relief Provider   Panadol
Script                 Tim Brooke-Taylor's Pen
Special Thanks         Dance Music Collective
Producer               Linus Torvalds

Prepare to be sieged.

Guess what?

Welcome back to the CJ Curry Experience. That's right, I'm back. Deal with it.

Give a cheer! After two months, I'm back and blogging. I predict that about half of my reader(s) will be cringing and the other half will be just about to shoot themselves in the foot. Or higher. But I'm back, and there isn't anything you lot can do about it. Welcome to Season 2!

POST 21: CURRY TIME!

And thus we begin.

First: a summary of the last two months: Aeroplane! Bicycle! Car! Dromedary! (Camels are transport too, idiots.) Strawberries and cream, antidifferentiation, hello world, cat5 and deadmau5, Lunchbox, M&L, and the Met.

And now a summary of the next two months: Aeroplane! Bicycle! Ca... I mean...

Which is better: System.out.println() or cout<< ?

I pwn j00.

Now that we have that little unpleasantness out of the way, it's time to try being even more stupid. Sunday! Elephant! Spastic folders! Cosplayers! Chilli con carne! Keys!

Welcome to my life. Again. For those who missed out, here is a quick summary of me (if you miss this post, don't worry, you can find the same information on any packet of RedHeads matches after tranimssion.)

Name: Curry Man

Birthday: Few and far between

Country: No, city.

Occupation: Uni student, blogger, and professional stalker

Course: Entrée

Countries Visited: Elbonia and Biddleonia

Special Talent: Procrastination, overestimation, lethargy, egotism, puns (and maths and computer science, but those are just sidelines)

Age: A thousand and one, plus four and twenty

Shoe Size: 12 1/2

Hat Size: One million

Has Visited St. Kilda: Occasionally

Has Really Visited St. Kilda: Barely

So, for all those people who are new to the Experience, that's me in a nutshell. Well, two nutshells. But only peanut shells. I don't like other nuts. Just peanuts.

And for those who don't like me: just remember that I vote.

Credits (listed in order of appearance)

CJ Curry               Hugh Hefner
The Blog               Rodney Hogg
CJ's Computer          Deep Blue
The Peanuts            Charlie Brown
                       Snoopy
                       Linus
                       Lucy
Aeroplane              Budgie The Little Helicopter
Sound Technicians      Thomas Edison
                       Alexander Graham Bell
Electrician            Benjamin Franklin
Best Boy               Me
Special Thanks         Hallmark
Producer               Stephen Hawking

Now, let's get on with the happy happy show!

oh man the Ashes are coming up soon hellz yeah! bring it on pommies!

Welcome to the first season finale of the CJ Curry Experience. Yeah!

And now, because I have nothing better to do:

POST 20: IT'S HERE! IT'S FINALLY HERE!

Some of the better stories I've had from this semester.

I did the Zombie Shuffle in Melbourne in early May. It was much the fun. I took the train back home. I slept on the way back. I woke up just as we were leaving my station. I got off at the next station and waited for a train back. Bear in mind that I was covered in some seriously cheap-ass fake blood - in other words, food dye. As I was waiting for a train at the not-very-crowded station, a bloke walked past, looked at me, had a double-take, and asked me "Are you alright, mate?" I looked confused for a second, stammering "Yeah... I'm fine, yeah..." I remembered, looked down at my chest, and said "Oh THAT!"

During orientation at my university, I took part in pretty much everything. I decided that since I had barely done anything to that awesome degree before, I might as well make an effort here. The Porters Challenge, particularly, was fun. We did pushups on the road underneath the red-hot February sun then decided to cool off by crawling in mud. That was quite fun. What was even more fun - and also more embarrassing - was my volunteering for an activity before knowing what it was for. Turns out that me and another guy had to shove tampons up each others' noses, then play a game of Gay Chicken... I don't know what's worse, the fact that I played Gay Chicken with a tampon up my nose, or the fact that I won.

Finally, a quick one from the bar. Earlier in the night, I had dressed up as a zombie - again - for a competition that we ultimately came second in. Oh well. Still in costume, we all went to the bar, and as I was buying a drink, a few guys came up to me and asked me about the costume. Bear in mind that I had one arm in my t-shirt at the time. One guy started singing "Zombie" by a band I can't remember the name of, and another guy held his hand out to shake mine - the one that was hidden.

I never said they would be funny. I read somewhere that if you want to be involved in comedy, you have to be honest. HOW HONEST CAN YOU GET!?!?

...anyway. Why I'm called CJ Curry?

CJ is my first name.

Curry is from Prime Minister Curry, a guy from a game who promised he'd open a curry store if elected. Yes, it was Engrish. No, he wasn't actually Prime Minister Curry. That was just his nickname from an Internet walkthrough whose address is currently not in my memory.

And finally, the best bits of the first season...







...will not be shown due to budget cuts. We apologise for our oversight and your incontinence. I MEAN INCONVENIENCE

By the way, I bought back my Caps Lock key back before Post 6 but not my Shift key. It has been excruciating. I have been able to copy & paste symbols (take that, you continuity-error-spotting freaks!) but that's about it.

Nobody's been responding to the polls so I nuked them.

I'm still getting mindfucked from Post 14. Not cool anymore.

Finally, I've made several references to popular culture here and there in my titles and posts. Find them, and win a thing*.
*Thing, of course, being "an atom of oxygen".

Join me next series, when my word of the week will be "bourgeois", I make C++ my bitch as well as Java, I get into a tangle with a tiger, and Bridie kisses James just as Scott comes into the room.

Goodnight! See you next season!