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And every hour of every day I'm learning more
The more I learn, the less I know about before
The less I know, the more I want to look around
Digging deep for clues on higher ground

'Higher Ground', UB40

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   Thursday, October 30  

*stretch muscles...flex fingers...* Time for some cut & paste...

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'I'm suffering' she smiled.

'A man,' I shrugged.

'Of course. He's not here and as you can see by my condition, "ive been waiting a long time. You think I'm a fool, don't you?'

'Don't you know the rule? Never wait for a man longer than half an hour. If he's more than half an hour late, either he's never coming or he's rude; either way you don't need him.'

'I know this and I can't do it. This one is special.'

'They're all special.'

'Burnt Barley',Peta Mathias

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   [ posted by toast @ 12:01 AM ] [ ]

I hate you as like the sun must hate the rain, the civil must hate rats, the moral must hate prostitudes! Why can't you rid that fucking attitude & try to cultivate some brain into that empty little pretty head of yours instead?!
Don't you give me that fucking face!! I don't owe you nothing! I was merely being civilised & polite, not grovelling in the least bit! So why do you act like you're the queen & I your filthy slave?! Most funnily, its you who fucking owe me big time!! Go fuck yourself in the toilet bowl! Better still, Go eat shit & die!!

   [ posted by toast @ 1:03 AM ] [ ]

The song that speaks, to u who've been cut. So, this is for u...

The First Cut Is The Deepest

I would have given you all of my heart
But there's someone who's torn it apart
And she's taken just all that I had
But if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know

The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky she's cursed
When it come to loving me she's the worst

I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
And I'm sure going to give you a try
And if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know

The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky she's cursed
When it come to loving me she's the worst

   [ posted by toast @ 12:40 AM ] [ ]

Renovation time for the Bakery!
No new bakes for the moment.
There's always the old bakes you can munch if you are that hard up for the baker's touch (but I doubt you will be, you lousy little %@$*&!!!!)

   [ posted by toast @ 12:14 AM ] [ ]

White Flag

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door

I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Dido

This song reminds me of, Chris.
Funny. I don't know her. Yet, the shadow of her looms over me. I feel comradery, sympathy and jealousy with for & of this woman.
Was this perhaps, how Jennifer felt of me then?


The power I wield
I have no true idea
I am not convinced
I cant grant nor allow

   [ posted by toast @ 12:10 AM ] [ ]

The broiler shed
Each shed usually houses 30,000 chickens or more. One day old chicks are put into the sheds and housed there until they are slaughtered 6 weeks later.
Large numbers of birds being housed together makes them susceptible to heat stress. Heat stress causes suffering and death in birds.
Lighting in broiler sheds Most broilers are reared indoors without windows under dim artificial light. Many are kept in near-constant light because this is believed to increase feed intake. The lighting is kept dim because this discourages unnecessary activity', thus maximising growth. Scientific evidence shows that preventing broilers from having a proper night period adversely affects their welfare. Evidence shows that lack of sleep reduces an animal's ability to cope with stressful conditions. The low level of activity shown by broilers
reared under dim lighting is likely to predispose them to leg disorders. Continuous lighting programs also cause eye abnormalities.

Problems with high stocking densities
As a guideline, each bird has less space than an A4 piece of paper. In general, as stocking density increases management standards worsen. For example, regular inspection to monitor flock health and remove dead or injured birds is difficult without causing panic and more injury. Severe overcrowding leads to a build-up of infectious agents and serious welfare problems such as breast blisters, contact dermatitis and leg disorders.

   [ posted by toast @ 12:05 AM ] [ ]

A typical broiler chicken spends his life in a windowless shed with thousands of other birds. Today's chickens are slaughtered when their eyes are still blue and they 'cheep' - chicks in an obese adult body. In
natural conditions, birds of this age would still be sheltering under their mothers' wings. Decades of selective breeding has resulted in this forced
growth rate, producing faster growing chickens for greater profits with no regard for animal welfare. Many broilers can no longer support their own body weight and most suffer from leg disorders. The crippled birds die from starvation and dehydration as they are unable to reach food and water points. Millions suffer from diseases brought on by the squalid conditions inside the factory farms.

   [ posted by toast @ 11:58 PM ] [ ]

Plucked from the jungles of south-east Asia, chickens have been kept by humans for at least 4,000 years. At first they were bred for cock fights, so were a source of gruesome entertainment before they were killed for
food.
The past 50 years have seen dramatic changes in the way chickens are kept and their body shape has been drastically altered by genetic selection. But, as breeding has focused on physical production, their biological
instincts remain. When returned to the wild, domestic chickens soon begin to behave like their jungle-fowl ancestors.
Broiler chickens are the most widely farmed animal. 40 billion are killed worldwide every year. Broiler rearing is now the most intensified and automated type of livestock production.

   [ posted by toast @ 12:36 AM ] [ ]

In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC), Socrates was well known for his wisdom. One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance who said excitedly, "Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?"
"Wait a moment," Socrates replied. "Before telling me anything I'd like you to pass a little test. It's called the Triple Filter Test."

"Triple filter?"

"That's right," Socrates continued, "Before you talk to me about my student, it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you're going to say.

"The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"

"No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and . . . "

"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or not.
"Now let's try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me
about my student something good?"

"No, on the contrary . . . "

"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about him, but you're not
certain it's true. You may still pass the test though, because there's one filter left: the
filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my student going to be useful to me?"

"No, not really."

"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?"

(Courtesy of David's blog)

   [ posted by toast @ 11:02 AM ] [ ]

Woah...time flies. Here's a quick update.

I've started, & quited my 1st permanent job.

I've got my 2 star kayaking cert! More practice & water-time, then 3 star, here I come!!.

I've passed my Final Theory Test! Eh, driving lessons here I come??

Gonna start playing in the Ultimate's Fall League. My team is called Plan B. Our 1st match is at 5pm today. I haven't meet my team members yet!

Metta Cattery - still alot of painting to do. Grr...Jia You Jia You...

Got a new hp & no.
Got a new CPU
Hair longer & straighter

   [ posted by toast @ 2:11 AM ] [ ]

The lines on our palms tell of us, & our future.
But it'll change with time, these lines.
Nothing is definite in life.

   [ posted by toast @ 12:38 AM ] [ ]

Suddenly, I miss
eating Post's Fibre & Fruits with cold milk
in orange-lit C601
the dinosaurs ceaselessly working, even as the neighbourhood sleeps...

   [ posted by toast @ 10:39 PM ] [ ]