<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834</id><updated>2024-09-02T15:13:22.748+09:30</updated><category term="formspring"/><category term="blogs"/><category term="children"/><category term="ugly truths"/><category term="sex-thought"/><category term="video games"/><category term="movies"/><category term="religion"/><category term="Alex Briggs"/><category term="Japan"/><category term="book club"/><category term="buses"/><category term="capitalism"/><category term="friends"/><category term="india"/><category term="music"/><category term="musicians"/><category term="China"/><category term="Christians"/><category term="FPS"/><category term="Jesus"/><category term="Lady Gaga"/><category term="Michael Jackson"/><category term="RTS"/><category term="adelaide metro"/><category term="birthdays"/><category term="catholics"/><category term="change"/><category term="comments"/><category term="facebook"/><category term="granny&#39;s"/><category term="holiday themed sexual positions"/><category term="lucid dreaming"/><category term="politics"/><category term="psychology"/><category term="public toilets"/><category term="public transport"/><category term="violence"/><category term="words"/><category term="zombies"/><category term="24"/><category term="2nd hand"/><category term="ABC2"/><category term="AOE III"/><category term="Asia Boy"/><category term="Barney"/><category term="Big Bang Theory"/><category term="Bollywood"/><category term="Channel 10"/><category term="Chuck Norris"/><category term="Colbert"/><category term="David Wong"/><category term="Dorian Gray"/><category term="Family Guy"/><category term="German"/><category term="God"/><category term="Google"/><category term="Harry Potter"/><category term="House"/><category term="Hungry Beast"/><category term="Iran"/><category term="Jack Baur"/><category term="Jews"/><category term="John Mayer"/><category term="John Woo"/><category term="Julia Gillard"/><category term="Kate"/><category term="Kelsky"/><category term="Kenny"/><category term="Kinect"/><category term="Kristy Beck"/><category term="L. 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You will either hate me, think I&#39;m crazy or love me. Or something else, whatever.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-8331640737197783442</id><published>2010-08-03T22:49:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:49:30.445+09:30</updated><title type='text'>why do you make people feel less than what they are</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;If there is anything like a good answer to this question, I&#39;d give it, but really, I&#39;m just not sure why I&#39;m like that. I don&#39;t filter what I say, it just open my mouth and words come pouring out, and I think things that are really mean. My running theory is that I&#39;m just a negative person, maybe even a bad one, but if you have a theory I&#39;d like someone else&#39;s opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel any better, because I know I do that, I make no effort to meet new people, and so only spend time around people I already and truly like. So I just end up doing it to them, and I know I&#39;m doing it, and a lot of the time it kills me inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/8331640737197783442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-do-you-make-people-feel-less-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8331640737197783442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8331640737197783442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-do-you-make-people-feel-less-than.html' title='why do you make people feel less than what they are'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-7641895819314148973</id><published>2010-07-22T08:19:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-22T08:38:37.365+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beach"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lie To Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Steve Carrell"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Office"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TV"/><title type='text'>InacTVity</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve noticed something in the recommended pages section of facebook when I&#39;m on it. It shows two pages [like the one for this that no one interacts with] on whatever topic it thinks you might like. Some of these show a line like &quot;Many who liked X also like this&quot; [if you&#39;re already a fan of X] or &quot;Some number of your friends like this&quot;; both of which are reasonable cause to suspect that I might like this thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times however, the only justification for recommending it that facebook can find is how many fans it already has, irregardless of any of them being your friends [or mortal enemies] or not. I assume you all use facebook [if you don&#39;t, what the fuck&#39;s wrong with you?? Are you 74 or something??] so next time you&#39;re on it and from now to infinity, pay attention to the levels of fans for the things it recommends. Maybe you&#39;ve already noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s what I&#39;m getting at: Some sort, any sort, of activity or thing you&#39;d do will absolutely have a fuckload less fans than a TV show or &quot;public figure&quot;. For instance, &quot;Sitting on the beach at night&quot; right now has 517,000[ish] fans, whereas &quot;The Office&quot; [the good one with Steve Carrell] has fucking 4,841,000[and change] fans. This is not a one-off thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick virtually any TV show made after 2001 and any basic human activity, and odds are that the show is a fuckload more famous than the activity. And in the cases where the difference it isn&#39;t multiplying the fanbase of the activity to get the fans of the show, then it&#39;ll still be about five times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those people who spout on about how people today don&#39;t have enough interaction with people and blame TV and all that shit?? Well, when you notice something like this, you can&#39;t really argue with them. I mean, I have hung around a beach at night on several occasions, and they were all pretty awesome. Night-time sea [barring monsters and serial killers] is a really beautiful thing, but I&#39;m still way more stoked to new episodes of Lie To Me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/7641895819314148973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/inactvity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/7641895819314148973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/7641895819314148973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/inactvity.html' title='InacTVity'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-2868607995244187132</id><published>2010-07-19T23:12:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:36:53.379+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="difficulty"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video games"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="violence"/><title type='text'>Reasonable Difficulty Settings: The Holy Grail Of Video Games</title><content type='html'>I play, many video games, in my life. And one thing that has always pissed me off is the difficulty settings. The whole &quot;easy/normal/hard system&quot; is so fucking retarded. And don&#39;t let them fool you with that &quot;casual/hardcore/something I can&#39;t remember&quot; bullshit either; it means the same goddamned thing, they just want to look kool or some bullshit but they&#39;re not cos they were all made by 40-year-old white guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don&#39;t get me wrong; there really does need to be different levels of difficulty within a game, coz there are people of very different skill levels who will play it. I just get pissed off how game developers keep screewing up after like 20+ years shit to build on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some games have their settings are way too extreme in any given direction. Meaning that for one game, the easy setting may be absurdly easy, the normal setting fairly easy, the hard setting okay and another game will have the easy setting as balls-crushingly difficult [and just gets worse]. These games piss me off, for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are games with really easy easy settings, really hard hard settings [that repatition physically hurt me to write, but I can be fucked fixing it] and then have the normal setting as hardly different at all from one or the other, and the developer laughs at you and mocks you in your dreams [or is that just me??]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s so fucking rare to find a game with any difficulty setting which is just right. For me anyway. And since I&#39;m writing this, I think it&#39;s my opinion that matters. Oh, you want me to take your feeling into account?? Well fuck you, if you really did you&#39;d freaking comment on my blogs. And since you don&#39;t even after &lt;a href=&quot;http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/05/commentphilia.html&quot;&gt;I have specifically asked you to&lt;/a&gt;, well, you can go ahead and suck my balls.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/2868607995244187132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/reasonable-difficulty-settings-holy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/2868607995244187132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/2868607995244187132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/reasonable-difficulty-settings-holy.html' title='Reasonable Difficulty Settings: The Holy Grail Of Video Games'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-5178701136091623709</id><published>2010-07-15T12:14:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:29:21.006+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lucid dreaming"/><title type='text'>Lucidity.</title><content type='html'>So do any of you remember that post about lucid dreaming, I think it was Thursday last week?? Well, it&#39;s okay if you don&#39;t really remember it that well, because I basically forgot about it stright away. [What&#39;re you, perfect??] Especially that reality testign thing with the match I was so keen on, completely blanked out an hour later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, I had forgotten until last night, as I was going to bed. Another thing I&#39;ve read about trying to lucid dream [which I don&#39;t think I mentioned in that other post] was that telling yourself &quot;I am going to remember my dreams&quot; before going to sleep is a good trick, and I did so. And it fucking worked!!!! I wasn&#39;t lucid [in case you haven&#39;t been keeping up, that means I didn&#39;t have any sort of control] but I did remember a a good percentage of it. If you think that&#39;s not really that great, well fuck you, coz it&#39;s an improvement from not remembering anything, at all, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, I&#39;ve made the decision to seriously go down this path. [INFINITE POWER, BOO YEAH!!!] And a result of &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; I&#39;ve decided to funnel the whole thing through an entirely new blog, rather than clog this ones awesomeness up. It&#39;s title is &lt;a href=&quot;http://thelucidone.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Lucidity &lt;/a&gt; [in case you&#39;re wondering, that underline means that it&#39;s a link you &lt;em&gt;fucking retard&lt;/em&gt;], and you can keep track of it if you want, or not I don&#39;t really care. It&#39;s more for me than you, but I suppose you might find it interesting to see what bizarre things happen in my dreams compared to yours.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/5178701136091623709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/lucidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5178701136091623709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5178701136091623709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/lucidity.html' title='Lucidity.'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-2700291065034322238</id><published>2010-07-14T15:03:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:40:48.403+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2nd hand"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="capitalism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="granny&#39;s"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pre-loved"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saucy grandma"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping"/><title type='text'>An Adventure In Crappy Second-Handedness</title><content type='html'>There&#39;s a little second-hand store down the road from me that I walk past every know and then [but a lot when Uni is on; it&#39;s on the way to the bus stop], and because I literally had NOTHING more interesting to do, I went and did some perusing of it today. Basically it&#39;s split into two rooms, one for clothes, and one for everything else. I completely went by the clothes and into the other room. Clothes have never been something I&#39;m interested in, even though I cold clearly dress many people [including some of you, readers] far better than they dress themselves. I just can&#39;t be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk into the room of objects of all shapes and sizes, and see if there&#39;s a pattern I can use. Immediately noticing that about 50% of the whole damn room was all old diningware, and crappy china, and little boxes that smelt funny, I looked at basically every last one of them. A good deal of the stuff there actually looked kind of nice, but the problem was that most of them smelt freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these empty bottles that looked real fancy, but it turned out they were empty perfume bottles that wouldn&#39; be opened and smelt of some weird ass perfume. The scent reminded me of something that a really saucy woman in the 50&#39;s would wear when she was out seducing rich men. And with those images firmly ingraining themselves in my mind, I continued on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that caught my eye was a tall, jaggedy glass bottle, you know those kinds with the coloured sands in them?? The patterns of the sands in this one were really kool, like curved, colourful teeth in the sides. I&#39;m not sure why I didn&#39;t buy it, it was only $3 and it didn&#39;t even smell horrible. I guess I&#39;d forgotten about it shortly after I put it down. I forget things sometimes, so what?? What&#39;re you, perfect??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a shelf just below that was a really big square glass bottle with a glass stopper. It was one of those ones with the spikey square pattern on them and look like they&#39;re meant hold like 300 year old brandy in them or something. Looked freaking awesome. Totally purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the only things of note in that half of the room [no wonder there&#39;s never anyone in there] so I turned to the other half, and saying that my spirits were lifted would be such a horrible, &lt;em&gt;horrible&lt;/em&gt; overstatement that I would have committed myself to an institution for the criminally insane. It was all absolute garbage, in the sense that I&#39;m sure a good portion of it was stolen from the tip or people rubbish bins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were crummy old bags, shoddy old toasters and microwaves, basically all verieties of the junk you&#39;d have lying around your own home [or next to your own trash cans], just all of the crap in the store was already junkified for your convenience. And then there were shelves with bedsheets and quilts. You know how people use the term &quot;pre-loved&quot; for second hand goods?? To hell with that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, saucy grandma.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/2700291065034322238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/adventure-in-crappy-second-handedness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/2700291065034322238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/2700291065034322238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/adventure-in-crappy-second-handedness.html' title='An Adventure In Crappy Second-Handedness'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-5712572860323674236</id><published>2010-07-13T20:53:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:29:06.736+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="army"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Barney"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drugs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psychic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Universe"/><title type='text'>The Awesome Men Who Stare At Goats</title><content type='html'>I finally saw &#39;The Men Who Stare At Goats&#39; today, and it is legitimately one of the greatest movies ever made. I can&#39;t even begin to properly explain how awesome it is, but I&#39;ll give it my best [and fail, start drinking scotch and complain that life &quot;Isn&#39;t what it used to be&quot;]. Firstly, considering the books and websites I&#39;ve been reading lately, the fact that it&#39;s about psychics and hippies is so coincidental that it&#39;s not. Clearly it is a message from the universe, although I was a bit busy laughing my &lt;em&gt;ass directly off of myhindquarters&lt;/em&gt; to get just what it was saying, but I&#39;ll figure it out. [How complicated could a message from the Universe be, right?? ... Right??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t want to ruin the movie either, but I don&#39;t see how I can amange not too.... Ah to hell with it, I&#39;ll just talk about things I liked and fuck to spoilers. [Also: SPOILER ALERT] The first funny/awesome thing in the movie for me was when some sergeant explained to some commander [or something like that, I don&#39;t give a crap about their rank] explained that the communists were investigating psychics because they&#39;d heard America was, but they weren&#39;t, but now that the Ruskies were they should too. [&quot;They think the story about it being a story is just a story.&quot;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus there are two quotes from near the end that are just endless points of humour or rants. Like a subliminally messaged soung titled &quot;Don&#39;t get drunk before operatiing heavy machine guns.&quot; Seriously?? For a fucking army base?? Are there really soldiers who need to be told these things?? If so, then &lt;em&gt;WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY ALLOWED TO BE SOLDIERS&lt;/em&gt; when they clearly have the mental capacities of born-retarded duck who was treated to a lobotomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when two of the characters fly off into the sunset in a helicopter at the end, the main characters voice-over explains that &quot;Their helicopter crashed, maybe because of a hostile RPG, or maybe coz that&#39;s just what happens when people fly a helicopter when they&#39;re tripping on acid.&quot; Best fucking quote ever! Also that sounds fun. I want to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when [earlier on] they look into a room with a man being subjected to nothing but the barney the dinosaur theme song, and it is explained as &quot;The Dark Side&quot;. I fully endorse this point of view. Barney is the Agent Of All That Is Evil [equal rank with Glenn Beck], and I have known this for many years, yet others for some reason seem to think this ridiculous. I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking see this movie if you have not. Also keep in mind: Marney is evil.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/5712572860323674236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-men-who-stare-at-goats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5712572860323674236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5712572860323674236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/awesome-men-who-stare-at-goats.html' title='The Awesome Men Who Stare At Goats'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-1672714945716462037</id><published>2010-07-08T17:39:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T18:18:17.851+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lucid dreaming"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stumbleUpon"/><title type='text'>Lucid As A Kite</title><content type='html'>Whilst browsing stumbleUpon [I fucking love that site], I came across a guide explaining the phenomenon of lucid dreaming, plus some basic tips on how to achieve it. For those of you who don&#39;t know, I&#39;ll fill you in on lucid dreaming. Basically, a lucid dream is one where you are aware that you&#39;re dreaming, and have control over it. The amount of control can vary from deciding which direction to go in and, say, pummeling the crap out of Superman and declaring yourself Sex-King of The Land Of Rock, formerly known as Earth [for instance].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently a whole shit load of books and studies have been made concerning lucid dreaming, which doesn&#39;t surprise me in the least, coz let&#39;s face it, who doesn&#39;t want the power to do &lt;em&gt;absolutely anything they want to, regardless of physics or morality&lt;/em&gt; every single night?? [I sure as hell fucking do.] The difficulty in achieving the almighty power of lucid dreaming is that you never realise it when you&#39;re asleep. If you do, it normally wakes you up, which is a problem when people try to go for lucidity [seriously, is it just me or does this sound like some kind of drug??]. Knowing that you&#39;re asleep [when you&#39;re &lt;em&gt;actually asleep&lt;/em&gt;] is the first and most important step. So here&#39;s some tips that will supposedly help you achieve lucid dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a number of sources [this isn&#39;t the first time I&#39;ve heard of lucid dreams] keeping a dream diary will help you. Apparently you can eventually notice patterns, making it easier for you to realise that you&#39;re dreaming. Another method which is extremely less lame is called reality-testing. Basically, you walk around with a little piece of paper with writing on it. A few times every day, take it out, read it, look away for a second, then read it again. Supposedly, in dreams it&#39;ll change 75% of times on the first recheck, and 95% of times on the second. I have no idea how they calculated that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that method doesn&#39;t quite crazy &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt; for my tastes. So instead, I&#39;m going to walk around everywhere with a match in my pocket. About six times every day, I&#39;m gonna take it out, stare at it, and try to set it on fire with my mind. If it ever works, I&#39;ll put it out and try it on something bigger, like a house. If it work&#39;s I&#39;ll know I&#39;m dreaming, and awesomeness shall ensue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy dreams everybody!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/1672714945716462037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/lucid-as-kite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/1672714945716462037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/1672714945716462037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/lucid-as-kite.html' title='Lucid As A Kite'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-4613530434808577782</id><published>2010-07-07T19:57:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T17:35:19.515+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="catholics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="islam"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mormon"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paganism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tumblr"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wicca"/><title type='text'>I, Wicca</title><content type='html'>So today I founf this quiz from someone on tumblr. It&#39;s called the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.beliefnet.com/Entertainment/Quizzes/BeliefOMatic.aspx&quot;&gt;Belief-O-Matic&lt;/a&gt;, and it seems fairly legit, with the way its set up and everything. I highly recommend it to all of you [meaning that you&#39;d better do it as I want to hear about your results], and there ar some other quizzes there that look interesting, but I haven&#39;t checked, so if they emotionally scar you, I&#39;m not responsible. Also, I got some interesting results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIrsly, my rating for compatability with Roman Catholicism was 14%, strongly reaffirming my desire to be excommunicated. [Also, what&#39;s with calling it Roman Catholicism?? Is there another form of Catholicism we don&#39;t talk about??] My aptitude for being a Mormon is 22%. Let us never speak of that again. And my compatibility with Islam ranks at 35%, which doens&#39;t surprise me in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, look at Catholicism; &quot;God will spare us punishment coz he loves us.&quot; &quot;Why does he love us??&quot; &quot;...Just coz.&quot; Not great in the sense making department. Whereas Islam&#39;s approach to God is more along the lines of walking up to him, mkaing gun-shaped gestures towards him with both hands and exclaiming &quot;You the Man!&quot;, him nodding, and not squishing peoples. Yes, I do realise that both are more complicated then that, but really, they&#39;re not bad explanations, and the Muslim one makes more sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you want to know what my top religion was?? 100% compatability for Neo-Paganism. So if you&#39;ll excuse me, I need to go chant at an image of a surprisingly slim and sexy Gaia painting in the center of a pentagram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catcha ya&#39;s later!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/4613530434808577782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wicca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/4613530434808577782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/4613530434808577782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wicca.html' title='I, Wicca'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-8895828785086413721</id><published>2010-07-06T15:03:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:11:42.300+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="book store"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subway"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="uni"/><title type='text'>Dispassionate</title><content type='html'>In many ways, my first semester of Uni was fucking awesome. And I&#39;m not ashamed to admit that most of that is having a bookstore and a subway on campus. But in other capacities, I find myself kind of disapointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, you know all of those American movies you see that are set in a &quot;College&quot; [as they call them] ?? I really expected all of those rallies and protests to be there. There was like, a few days where booths for different causes and shit were set up, and you could like, sign up or something, but it all felt very hollow. The people there just sat around, let you come at your own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected charismatic leaders yelling at us through bullhorns, accusing us of allowing atrocities to continue and begging us to take up arms against the perpetrators. But that wasn&#39;t what it was; there was no passion to any of it. If there were, I probably would have signed up for something, or gotten into a fight with followers for something I stood against. And that would have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an excuse to get into fights with people is always good. Isn&#39;t that what Uni was for anyway??</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/8895828785086413721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/dispassionate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8895828785086413721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8895828785086413721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/dispassionate.html' title='Dispassionate'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-992718424256044453</id><published>2010-07-05T18:39:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:49:58.299+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video games"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="violence"/><title type='text'>Video Violence</title><content type='html'>I get really sick of people who oppose creating an R18 rating for games [and seem to oppose gaming itself] going on and on about desensitisation. Yes, constantly exposing yourself to [sometimes very realistic] simulations of violence and nastyness does make it affect you less, but it doesn&#39;t dehumanise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtually, I&#39;ve been in fucking &lt;em&gt;hundreds&lt;/em&gt; of warzones, and when given the oppotunity, I&#39;ve taken innnocent civilians and&lt;em&gt; fucked shit up&lt;/em&gt;, but that doesn&#39;t mean that I&#39;m not going to care if someone actually starts killing people. I mean come on, who the fuck would not care about that?? The kind of person who just wouldn&#39;t care anyway, video games or no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paying graphic video games [or watching similarly themed movies for that matter] doesn&#39;t make people not care about things anymore. Sure it, we don&#39;t respond as massively as we otherwise would, but that&#39;s a good thing. If I had never played or seen any form of violence previously in my life and was then mugged, I&#39;d probably completely shut down. After I&#39;ve seen all of these things and had the artificial experiences, I reckon I&#39;d deal okay. I&#39;d still be shaken, but I&#39;d be able to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d also be able to cope with stabbing a careless mugger.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/992718424256044453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/video-violence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/992718424256044453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/992718424256044453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/video-violence.html' title='Video Violence'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-5243237121496847870</id><published>2010-07-04T12:21:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:28:17.784+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><title type='text'>whos the most beautiful person you met at school?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;Ah, that&#39;s a tough one. There were some good looking people in that group. Hmmmm... It was definitely one of the girls, they were better looking tehn the guys on average... Gah, too many beautiful people, I can&#39;t decide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/5243237121496847870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/whos-most-beautiful-person-you-met-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5243237121496847870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5243237121496847870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/whos-most-beautiful-person-you-met-at.html' title='whos the most beautiful person you met at school?'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-28563320254228331</id><published>2010-07-02T17:01:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:18:59.383+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aliens"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insects"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my other self"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psychology"/><title type='text'>Random Wounds</title><content type='html'>About five minutes ago, I came to a very serious conclusion: I am a fucking retard. I was just sitting here, doing nothing really, and I look at my hand, and I have a bloodied knuckle. Not some little scratch, an uneven triangle of my skin has simply been grazed down. It&#39;s as if I had pnuched a roughly-surfaced wall in a rage, then dragged my hand down for about ten centimetres, to emphasize my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here&#39;s the thing: &lt;em&gt;I definitely didn&#39;t do that&lt;/em&gt;. In case you want to know how I know, it&#39;s because &lt;em&gt;I would remember doing that&lt;/em&gt;. Besides, the extent of the damage was limited to this one knuckle, not the rest of my hand which would also have been ubjected to that sort of torment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then how the fuck did it get there?? Seriously, there is skin missing, which &lt;em&gt;was not missing about three seconds before I noticed it was&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;missing&lt;/em&gt;. Was it aliens?? Do they think I&#39;m on to their astounding plot to control and dominate humanity?? AM I on to their astounding plot to control and dominate humanity?? We will never know..... [/looks off to the horizon. Indoors.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I do it?? How?? Is my depression manifesting itself into an alternate personality that&#39;s suicidally depressed and trying to end it all?? Maybe not, but it does give me a great idea for a screenplay. Was it some sort of rare invisible insect that lives off human skin?? Maybe not, but again, great idea for a screen play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have work to do. What was I talking about before??</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/28563320254228331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-wounds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/28563320254228331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/28563320254228331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-wounds.html' title='Random Wounds'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-1284128399420080010</id><published>2010-07-01T22:47:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:13:32.112+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jews"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Satan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sex-thought"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ugly truths"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words"/><title type='text'>Improving Myself: Twelve Migraines Later</title><content type='html'>I am not a perfect person. In fact, if Jesus came down from Heaven and judged the living and the dead, right now, he would take one look at me, lose all faith in humanity, turn gay, then shack up with the devil and adopt an orhpaned baby chinese girl. [Whom he&#39;d orphaned himself, by raping her parents to death with his prophet-powers.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have flaws is what I&#39;m getting at, in my own round-about, murderous and sexually perverted manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I try to be better than I am, and I&#39;d like to think that that counts for something. [Being a realist makes that hard, but I manage.] For instance, anyone who has known me at all over the past few years has been aware of my particular... feelings... regarding Jews. With a lot of back breaking effort, a firmly clenched jaw and enough repression to take twelve years off of my life however, not one anti-semitic statement or exclamation in well over a month. [Unless you count simply exclaiming &quot;Jew!&quot; when stubbing your toe, in which case it&#39;s a little under three weeks.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound bad?? Well it used to be a hell of a lot worse. I&#39;m not going to go into details [because you may feel obligated to inform some sort of moral authority] so lets just say it was unpleasant. But I recognised that it was wrong to be so, and I&#39;ve taken some real steps to change. Moderately successful steps I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So HIP HIP HOORAY for me!! ;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/1284128399420080010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/improving-myself-twelve-migraines-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/1284128399420080010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/1284128399420080010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/07/improving-myself-twelve-migraines-later.html' title='Improving Myself: Twelve Migraines Later'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-85362624838413262</id><published>2010-06-30T23:07:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:23:38.707+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perfection"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psychology"/><title type='text'>An External Illusion</title><content type='html'>No one is perfect. Everyone knows that, but I don&#39;t think that it&#39;s actually sunk in for the vast majority of people. It hasn&#39;t really for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List as many people as you can. Friends, family, work mates, school mates, whatever; just list them. Now picture them all, what their day is like. Seriously, stop reading and do it, if just for one or two people. [I&#39;m not kidding here, go on.] [Seriously, fuck off and do it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have [/glares] done so, what was it like?? The way you imagined their life, I mean?? It was happy wasn&#39;t it?? Had some sort of romanticised, ideal undertones, at the very least. I can&#39;t prove your vision was, but I know that whenever I imagine anyone elses life, it&#39;s always happy, and there isn&#39;t really anything wrong with it, even if I know otherwise. And I have this nagging suspicion that I&#39;m not the only person who does this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do I [or you for that matter] do that?? I&#39;m sure there&#39;s some fancily-worded &quot;phenomena&quot; somewhere in my psyche textbook, but those explanations never really mean anything. They explain what people do, even why they do it, but they don&#39;t explain why people are like that. They just can&#39;t; no one has those answers. People do what they do, and we can&#39;t ever really understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/85362624838413262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/external-illusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/85362624838413262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/85362624838413262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/external-illusion.html' title='An External Illusion'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-3400547512794359379</id><published>2010-06-29T20:23:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:55:50.600+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="backstabbing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Julia Gillard"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics"/><title type='text'>Julia Gillard Day</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m going to be as brief as possible in this one blog, and try not to be too offensive. I&#39;m not making any promises of course, but I think this subject material should be a certain way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, Julia Gillard became the first female Prime Minister of Australia. She accomplished this by walking around a corner with a hatchet, pointing at Kevin Rudd, then charging in with an animalistic cry and hacking him to pieces, his blood spurting all over her face to the screeching sound of a violin. [Okay, I slipped, but what are you, perfect??] The whole process took less then 24 hours, reducing the poor man to tears [and presumably extremely small, bloody pieces].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I was never a big fan of K-Rudd. I didn&#39;t much like him at all. To be perfectly frank, given the opportunity, I probably would have punched him in the throat. [With a screwdiver.] But I respected the fact that the Australian people had voted for him to be Prime Minister. People did not vote for Julia GIllard to be Prime Minister. They didn&#39;t even vote for her to be Deputy Prime Minister; they were just okay with it, as long as they got Kevin Rudd in the top job. The people will remember this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vote that the date on which this atrocity was comitted should forever be known as Julia Gillard Day. It will be honoured for the wrongs comitted on it throughout time, as all will remember her act by finding someone who trusts them and &lt;em&gt;stabbing them in the back like a soulless she-demon!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; And the real victim here: the Women&#39;s movement. From now on, they have to deal with the fact that Australia&#39;s first Prime Minister was &lt;em&gt;a heartless devil who can never be trusted&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you can guess who I&#39;m definately NOT voting for next election??</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/3400547512794359379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/julia-gillard-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/3400547512794359379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/3400547512794359379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/julia-gillard-day.html' title='Julia Gillard Day'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-3008757930001746951</id><published>2010-06-23T18:19:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:42:15.132+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dorian Gray"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="immortality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Oscar Wilde"/><title type='text'>The Immortals</title><content type='html'>Today I hired Dorian Gray from video ezy. It&#39;s acutally better than the book itself [even though, in fact especially because, it doesn&#39;t stay perfectly true to the book], which is a first in the history of the human race, but that&#39;s not what this is about. The movie got me thinking about the concept of imortality itself. I don&#39;t think that immotality is for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the practical implications. Immortals would have to be unable to breed, otherwise shit would get overpopulated and incesty, FAST. Don&#39;t think they&#39;d happen?? The world has a population surplus &lt;em&gt;right now&lt;/em&gt;, imagine what it woud be like if no one got old and died but kept having babies. And if they did have babies, they&#39;d have babies, and they&#39;d have babies, and they&#39;d have babies, and they&#39;d hae babies who would grow up and look &lt;em&gt;exactly the same age as the first round of people&lt;/em&gt;. But this would be generations apart, and most relatives wouldn&#39;t keep in contact. And eventually they&#39;d meet their great-grandchildren. And I&#39;m not going to explain the next step, but I&#39;m sure you can imagine it. In short, no babies for immortals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then there&#39;s a problem. The population wouldn&#39;t stay stable. Accidents always have and always will happen. Unless these immortals are entirely indestructible [which is about as probable as the Sun and Neptune breeding and having a litter of meteorites] then eventually some will die off, whether by accident or murder, which is never going to go away. Then the population would permanently go. And it could &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; go down if they couldn&#39;t breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there could never be a stable society which is entirely comprised of immortals. They would have to be a minority, and so by definition are elitist. I&#39;m not sure where I&#39;m getting at with all of this, I&#39;ll have to think on it. And by all means, coment if oyu have an opinion.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/3008757930001746951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/immortals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/3008757930001746951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/3008757930001746951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/immortals.html' title='The Immortals'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-4016908884259160725</id><published>2010-06-22T15:57:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:07:26.465+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comments"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="secrecy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ugly truths"/><title type='text'>Anon.</title><content type='html'>I know I said yesterday that I&#39;d write on E3 some more today, but since no one is actually reading this [5 views yesterday?? That&#39;s cheering.] I&#39;m just gonna do that later and talk about something I feel like talking about. Because this is my blog and if oyu don&#39;t like then just go away coz !#&amp;amp;$ to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know everyone&#39;s opinion on what they think on internet anonymity. Not just yay / nay, I mean what you think about it in all of its different formats. Like on formspring, where you can ask a question completely anonymously. I guess that that will allow people to ask some questions which they wuldn&#39;t normally, but isn&#39;t that itself kind of wrong?? If you&#39;re not willing to openly ask someone a question, do you really &lt;em&gt;deserve&lt;/em&gt; to know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I posted a comment on another blog last night, and the exact subtite under the text field was &quot;Pick Your Identity&quot;. The options were as m Google account, a different name, anon. and something else, I odn&#39;t remember. But isn&#39;t that,  little weird?? Like &quot;Who do you feel like being today??&quot; I just find it a little disturbing that hiding who you are and completely faking your identity are so common that they&#39;re official options.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/4016908884259160725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/anon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/4016908884259160725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/4016908884259160725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/anon.html' title='Anon.'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-6601697312302373336</id><published>2010-06-21T22:25:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:44:21.524+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kinect"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Microsoft"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="xbox"/><title type='text'>Kinect My Fist To Your Face</title><content type='html'>E3 is the most important event in the year for the gaming community, in my opinion anyway, and anyone who&#39;d argue for something else would still concede it&#39;s a really big deal. Now, with that sort of status, it doesn&#39;t sound promising that the opening article concerning it is titled: &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://http//www.cracked.com/article_18608_the-day-gaming-industry-died-impressions-from-e3-2010.html&quot;&gt;The Day The Gaming Industry Died: Impressions From E3 2010&lt;/a&gt;&quot;. And for the love of god, they&#39;re not wrong. Tomorrow I&#39;m going to voice my opinion on some of the points, but today I want to focus in on something I think has gotten a bad rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely; Microsoft Kinect. This is Microsoft&#39;s response to motion controls, apparently, and in Cthulu&#39;s name, a picture of one demonstration seriously makes me want to kill myself. It&#39;s on that link up there, I can&#39;t even bring myself to look at it again. The culmination of the demonstrations led to Sony hardly mentioning their equivalent, presumably out of shame and self-loathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinect is like an eyetoy in that it responds to actual movents you make over video with out a controller. You move, and it interacts with whatever&#39;s happening in virtual world place thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have hope for Kinect. The fact that all the morons at Microsoft could come up with is limited to some ugly white guy dancing like a freak and a little girl imaginary petting a tiger and &lt;em&gt;turning her head and giggling when it licked the screen, as if she could feel it&lt;/em&gt; [really?? God some people are retarded] means nothing for what it oculd lead to. [Actually, now that I think about it, they may not have been the only two demonstrations, it&#39;s just that they were so traumatising I can&#39;t seem to remember anything else.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of what this could mean for FIRST PERSON FIGHTERS. You could actually block blows with your arms. You could fight friends with avatars made from photos of them, and &lt;em&gt;actually punch your mates in the face!!&lt;/em&gt;  Who knows what could be done by some creative genius for D&amp;amp;D style games. And did I mention that &lt;em&gt;you could punch your friends in the face online!! Or give them the finger if the technology could register it!!&lt;/em&gt; How awesome would that be??</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/6601697312302373336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/kinect-my-fist-to-your-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/6601697312302373336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/6601697312302373336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/kinect-my-fist-to-your-face.html' title='Kinect My Fist To Your Face'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-3653296219605023454</id><published>2010-06-18T23:49:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:08:29.721+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="strangers"/><title type='text'>False Facebook Friends</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m getting a little sick of people I don&#39;t know trying to friend me on facebook. Lots and lots of people reading, oh, say this, that I&#39;m kool with. But there&#39;s a difference on facebook. And there have been dozens of people WHO I HAVE NEVER MET NOR HEARD OF trying to friend me over the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could understand people who have some friends who I&#39;m friends with. That I can get. But today I got a friend request from a guy who had &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; mutual friends with me. None. What the would he want to friend me for?? Does he not understand the meaning of the word friend?? As in, someone you somehow ACTUALLY KNOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bizarre. I just don&#39;t get it. t&#39;s like those people who have friends on facebook who openly despise each other and just use it as an avenue to argue about nothing at all. What the hell??&lt;br /&gt;How have you not blocked them?? Are you retarded?? Or are you all just disgusting freaks of attention whores??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably that last one.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/3653296219605023454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/false-facebook-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/3653296219605023454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/3653296219605023454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/false-facebook-friends.html' title='False Facebook Friends'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-8601492210631592379</id><published>2010-06-17T16:00:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:32:30.968+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="airport"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flight"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="security"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tax"/><title type='text'>Airport: The Pinnacle Of Douchedom In Travel</title><content type='html'>I went to the airport this morning, and I have a few minor rants to let off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, why is it like a [not very] small mall?? It&#39;s meant to be an airport. You know, where people travel through the heavens in big phallic objects with the intent to mock God?? [That, and get from place to place.] I guess I can understand those big hub airports which are go betweens for gazillions of flights having a bunch of stores, but this is Adelaide Airport. If anything ever was, it is the &lt;em&gt;end of the line&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of the stores, what the hell is with them?? Why are 35 of the 40 there open at 6:20 and NOT ONE GOD DAMNED CAN OF ENERGY DRINK IS TO BE FOUND. Plenty of coffee, plenty of liquor, even &lt;em&gt;an entire store devoted to ties and luggage bags&lt;/em&gt;. I&#39;m pretty sure travellers should already have bags for their luggage when they get to the freaking airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what&#39;s this duty free crap; tax-free shopping?? Why is it tax-free?? Does our government not want money tainted by foreigners?? Is it some gesture of crappily executed good will?? And if it is for foreigners benefit, then why can I just waltz right on into the airport [re: go through security] and buy any shit I want and not get checked for being a foreigner??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is there NO security on the way out of the airport, as opposed to a 15 minute long security check on the way in?? So, we definately can&#39;t smuggle anything IN to the airport, but if we come off a domestic flight it&#39;s perfectly okay for us to take weapons into the general population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the &lt;em&gt;miniscule&lt;/em&gt; screens that shows people arrival and departure times, there&#39;s a column for when planes are &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to arrive and a whole new column next to it showing when the plane will &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; arrive. I get that shit happens, things get delayed, but when you have a permanent slot devoted to showing just how late EACH AND EVERY PLANE will be, something is very wrong and needs to be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Now I can breathe again.&lt;br /&gt;NO ENERGY DRINKS!!!! AT ALL!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/8601492210631592379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/airport-pinnacle-of-douchedom-in-travel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8601492210631592379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8601492210631592379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/airport-pinnacle-of-douchedom-in-travel.html' title='Airport: The Pinnacle Of Douchedom In Travel'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-5848870165030184007</id><published>2010-06-12T22:23:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:18:37.611+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><title type='text'>What YouTube video made you laugh recently?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;I have not watched ANYTHING on youTube for like a million years because my net is so crappy. I&#39;m seriously dying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/5848870165030184007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-youtube-video-made-you-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5848870165030184007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/5848870165030184007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-youtube-video-made-you-laugh.html' title='What YouTube video made you laugh recently?'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-744503138459171928</id><published>2010-06-12T22:22:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:18:37.613+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><title type='text'>Nope. With superficiality, come superioirity. With superiority comes a need to be the majority. Leading to extermination of the others. LOOL, actually that&amp;#39;s just my opinion. Who knows..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;Hmmm, I guess what you&#39;re saying does kind of make more sense, but I&#39;m gonna try and have a little [misplaced] hope in the decency of humanity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/744503138459171928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/nope-with-superficiality-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/744503138459171928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/744503138459171928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/nope-with-superficiality-come.html' title='Nope. With superficiality, come superioirity. With superiority comes a need to be the majority. Leading to extermination of the others. LOOL, actually that&amp;#39;s just my opinion. Who knows..'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-8538823283047212366</id><published>2010-06-12T22:20:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:18:37.615+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><title type='text'>Have you read the book Pretties and Uglies? I think thats what theyre called.&#xa;Everyones born ugly and then when they turn 16 they go through some sort of caterpillar/butterfly-like-transformation and then theyre pretty for the rest of their life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;Um, no. Sounds like an interesting idea, but one of those ideas that is very easily corrupted into something grossly mushy and sweet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/8538823283047212366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-you-read-book-pretties-and-uglies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8538823283047212366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/8538823283047212366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/have-you-read-book-pretties-and-uglies.html' title='Have you read the book Pretties and Uglies? I think thats what theyre called.&#xa;Everyones born ugly and then when they turn 16 they go through some sort of caterpillar/butterfly-like-transformation and then theyre pretty for the rest of their life.'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-9001157882922226591</id><published>2010-06-11T18:33:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:18:37.617+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><title type='text'>LOL. Wars as in all the &amp;#39;beautiful&amp;#39; people may decide they&amp;#39;re the only true people that deserve to live - and dream up a form of genocide to get rid of all the non-designer people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;Oh yeah. I suppose that could happen. I&#39;d say its more likely that they&#39;d all just selfsegregate and try to pretend all the ugly people don&#39;t exist. Or maybe we&#39;re both being too negative; maybe they&#39;d try to like, make sure all the ugly people get to enjoy their beauty or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/9001157882922226591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-wars-as-in-all-people-may-decide.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/9001157882922226591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/9001157882922226591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-wars-as-in-all-people-may-decide.html' title='LOL. Wars as in all the &amp;#39;beautiful&amp;#39; people may decide they&amp;#39;re the only true people that deserve to live - and dream up a form of genocide to get rid of all the non-designer people.'/><author><name>Dr. Facepalm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293119952788483138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4857146627827835834.post-4910563374687690425</id><published>2010-06-11T10:15:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:34:25.886+09:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="formspring"/><title type='text'>Most people will learn to love themselves though. Even you probably love at least most of yourself. Designing children is only going to lead to superficiality and possibly wars, even. Who&amp;#39;s Christina Hendricks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeAnswer&quot;&gt;Yeah, I suppose you are right on the first two points. But I definately disagree that designer children will lead to superficiality and wars. Yes, superficial people will have designer children, but they would have done something along those lines with them after they were born anyway. Most people will realise just how screwed up it is to design your child in your image and stay sane. And I&#39;ve honestly no idea how it could lead to war. Heated debates and rallys like the abortion issue sure, but wars??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina is an amazingly beautiful american actress. Just look her up in google images. [Don&#39;t worry, I just checked and with no safeSearch there wasn&#39;t any nudity..]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;formspringmeFooter&quot;&gt;    &lt;a href=&quot;http://formspring.me/DrFacepalm?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer&quot;&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/feeds/4910563374687690425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/most-people-will-learn-to-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/4910563374687690425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4857146627827835834/posts/default/4910563374687690425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedrfacepalm.blogspot.com/2010/06/most-people-will-learn-to-love.html' title='Most people will learn to love themselves though. 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