Stu's Rusty Bucket

Sunday, August 31, 2003

stu in decline

stu thinks stu will go into a decline for a while.  lots of crap to sort out. gear to pack. things to think of for doing after my hike. decisions to be made.

stu will probably make a resurgance next week or maybe in a couple of days.

or until the decline gets boring

Belief-O-Matic

What the hell is Unitarian Universallism?? Neo-Pagan is wiccan I think..  Liberal Christian Protestant! hahahah as if! geeze.  New Age? man id be getting fingerprints all over the damn crystals.. Mahayana Budhism hmm…

its all quite bizarro… quiz link here

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1. 	Unitarian Universalism (100%)
2. 	Neo-Pagan (94%)
3. 	Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (82%)
4. 	Liberal Quakers (81%)
5. 	New Age (78%)
6. 	Mahayana Buddhism (75%)
7. 	Bahá'í Faith (71%)
8. 	Jainism (71%)
9. 	Theravada Buddhism (71%)
10. 	Secular Humanism (69%)
11. 	Reform Judaism (65%)
12. 	Hinduism (64%)
13. 	Sikhism (62%)
14. 	New Thought (60%)
15. 	Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (54%)
16. 	Taoism (51%)
17. 	Scientology (49%)
18. 	Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (47%)
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20. 	Nontheist (40%)
21. 	Orthodox Judaism (40%)
22. 	Orthodox Quaker (34%)
23. 	Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (31%)
24. 	Islam (29%)
25. 	Eastern Orthodox (20%)
26. 	Roman Catholic (20%)
27. 	Seventh Day Adventist (19%)

Saturday, August 30, 2003

karma

i’m gonna go to my grave with my damn karmic debt. never gonna have this damn thing paid off.. it weighs too bloody much sometimes.

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

whats on the box tonight

so its more than a week and I stil have this big ugly yellow bruise in the crook of my elbow… i hate blood tests. I had needles.

i tried to catch the eye of this posh bird today, and she stepped around me like a turd in the middle of the pavement hahah.. england has the most wonderful thing called the class system and your either posh or not. and if your are soooo many doors are opened automatically. You also have to be born into it…

Since I come from a country of nothing but criminals.... mm theres a black mark against my name…

I’m also a mexican coz I live south of the border (south of the Sydney / New South Wales state line...) so Melbournians/Melbournites are known in Australia as Mexicans....

Watched lord of the rings #2 on dvd… Miranda Otto is quite nice.. If I had a daughter, Eowyn is a nice name I think....

Certainly better than what my mum picked for me had I been born a bird.. But it shall not be revealed here!!! (Suffice to say, everyone I’ve met with ‘that’ name, Ive taken an instant dislike to hahahhaha)

For a posh bird she was nice looking anyway.  I only wanted to throw her a wink.. Coulda been the plague for all she knew…

mm anyway, i’m off to work on some poetry, eat dinner and watch Breaker Morant.

Sunday, August 17, 2003

blah

“life is short and love is always overrated.”
--epsilon minus : faceless whispers

mmm a strange ebm gothic trance mix…

Saturday, August 16, 2003

Soccer

Went to the soccer today, a nice stroll down Green Street, wow they have cleaned it up! still have the ‘Beware of Bombs’ posters and stuff and a new one ‘East Ham Marxist forum’ mmm (i thought of going but i’d probably cause trouble!!)…

hmm anyway, West Ham United played Sheffield United… And the hammers drew with the blades.. doh!

ohwell.. nil-nil…

i’m also eating salt-n-vinegar pringles.. aaaaaaaaawesome. SNV is one of the best flavours for chips (or crisps or whatever shit name the english give them).

better than chicken
better than atomic tomato
better than cheese and onion
better than cracked pepper

its SNV all the way!!

Thursday, August 14, 2003

Harry Potter Order of the Phoenix Innuendo List

Someone emailed this to me, quite hilarious for a kids book!

hit more to see the outrageous innuendo..

or something… aaaaahahahahahhaha

“What d’you mean, I’m not brave in bed?” said Harry, completely nonplussed. (14)

“...I know you did Mark Evans two nights ago --”
“He was asking for it,” snarled Dudley. (13)

“I heard you last night,” said Dudley breathlessly. “Talking in your sleep. Moaning.” (15)

“Ah well...wand still in your jeans?” (53)

“JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE ALLOWED TO USE MAGIC NOW YOU DON’T HAVE TO WHIP YOUR WAND OUT FOR EVERY TINY LITTLE THING!” (84)

“You two just Apparated on my knees!”
“Yeah, well, it’s harder in the dark --” (97)

“There was a groan of bedsprings, and Harry’s mattress descended a few inches as George sat down near his feet.
“So, got there yet?” said George eagerly. (100)

“...screwing up her eyes each time with the same pained expression she had worn back in Harry’s bedroom.” (85)

“Ron was lying sprawled on his back with his mouth wide open.” (121)

“Quite astonishing, the way you contrive to wriggle out of very tight holes.” (154)

“He’s having a go at my mother!” Seamus yelled. (218)

“Or any part of your body, really, we’re not fussy where we stick this.” (343)

“...when it appears, it is always equipped for the seeker’s needs. Dobby has used it, sir,” said the elf, dropping his voice and looking guilty, “when Winky has been very drunk.” (387)

“She’s somethin’ when she’s roused, Olympe...fiery, you know...’spect it’s the French in her...” (432)

“He was rather taller than Snape, who, Harry noticed, had balled his fist in the pocket of his cloak over what Harry was sure was the handle of his wand.” (520)

“Stand up and take out your wand, Potter.” (533)

“I thought not,” said Snape, watching him closely. “You let me get in too far. You lost control.” (535)

“Manners, Potter,” said Snape dangerously. “Now, I want you to close your eyes.”
Harry threw him a filthy look before doing as he was told. He did not like the idea of standing there with his eyes shut while Snape faced him, carrying a wand. (535)

“He was on all fours again on Snape’s office floor.” (536)

“Ron wrenched the hangings apart, and Harry stared up at him in the moonlight, as he lay flat on his back.” (586)

“Yeah, Montague tried to do us during break,” said George.
“What do you mean, ‘tried’?” said Ron quickly. (627)

“Well, we’ll soon find out, won’t we?” said Snape smoothly. “Wand out, Potter.”
Harry moved into his usual position… (638)

“But whether James really did take off Snape’s pants, Harry never found out.” (649)

“...did things with a wand I’ve never seen before...” (711)

Reader Submissions:

“Sirius pushed his chair roughly aside and strode around the table towards Snape, whipping his wand out as he went; Snape whipped out his own.” (531)

“Snape eyed Harry, tracing his mouth with one long, thin finger as he did so.” (531)
Kathy Duncan

“Well?” said Ron finally, looking up at Harry. “How was it?” Harry considered for a moment.
“Wet.” He said truthfully. (458)
Christina Campagna

“What did he do to you, Diddy?” Aunt Pentunia said in a quavering voice, now sponging sick from the front of Dudley’s leather jacket. “Was it-- was it you-know-what, darling? Did he use-- his thing?” (26)
Lucy Sullivan

“He bit hard on his pillow, to stop himself from making a noise.” (518)
rivier

“Running to Daddy now, are you? Is his ickle boxing champ frightened of nasty Harry’s wand?” (14)

Harry snorted. He walked around the room again, looking anywhere but at Ron and Hermione. “So what have you two been doing if you’re not allowed in meetings?” he demanded. “You said you’d been busy.” (68)

“Say hello to him [Hagrid] for us!” called Hermione, as Harry proceeded down the ward. “And ask him what’s happening about...about his little friend!” (850)
Aquilus Veritas

“… every part of him screaming for release, Harry felt the creature use him again...” (720)

“Fred and George were looking particularly annoyed; both were bandy-legged and winced with each movement...” (337)

“Don’t put your wand there, boy!” roared Moody. (48)
switchknife

“He was now looking at Zacharias as though he would like nothing better than to thump him.” (343)

...and Fred, George, and Ginny were doing a kind of war dance to a chant that went “He got off, he got off, he got off....” (156)
Judith Edelstein

“He came last night, when you were in bed,” said Mr. Weasley. (120)
your very own jane burnham

Harry Potter and the Raging Hormones:

“He let out a long, slow breath and stared up at the brilliant blue sky. Every day this summer had been the same: the tension, the expectation, the temporary relief, and then mounting tension again...and always, growing more insistent all the time, the question of why nothing had happened yet.” (9)
Sarah

A gem from the British edition:

“Anyway, its a nightmare of a year, the fifth,” said George. “If you care about exam results, anyway. Fred and I managed to keep our peckers up somehow.”
Frood Fade

“He [Harry] tried to eat, but it was like chewing carpet.” (122)
LaraGoth

Put that away, will you?” said Sirius finally, as James made a fine catch and Wormtail let out a cheer. “Before Wormtail wets himself from excitement.” (645)
Maria

“I see,” said Uncle Vernon, looking from his white-faced wife to Harry and hitching up his trousers. He seemed to be swelling… (38)
Chrystina Riggs

“Don’t kill Cedric! Don’t kill Cedric!’ Who’s Cedric—your boyfriend?”
Maggie

“Ha ha ha, Harry, look at it--” said Ron, watching it disgorge its gaudy innards. “Harry, come and touch it, bet it’s weird--"..."Harry, look what’s happen--no--no, I don’t like it--no, stop--stop--” (798)
Jerry Jordan

“Kreacher won’t *quite* as devoted to him as to my mother, but I still caught him snogging a pair of my father’s old trousers last week.” (108, UK edition)
Claire Hennessy

“One more lesson like that and I might just do a Weasley.” (676)
Singe

“That was me,” he said. “I was slashed...” (289, UK edition)
Hnk

“...which left Harry free to sit down on the grass between the beech and the bushes and watch the foursome under the tree.” (644)

“Kreacher was disappearing through the door to the hall, looking back at them malevolently as he hitched up his loincloth...” (475)

“Harry’s heart began to pump very fast indeed. Defence against external penetration?” (458)
Niuserre

...She pressed hard on the top of his head. “Doesnt it ever lie flat?” she said desperately. Harry shook his head. (123)

“Panting, Harry fell forwards over the hydrangea bush, straightened up and stared around. There were several faces peering trough various nearby windows. Harry stuffed his wand hastily back into his jeans and tried to look innocent.” (10)
Mino

“He and all the other Weasleys froze on the threshold, gazing at the scene in front of them, which was also suspended in mid-action, both Sirius and Snape looking toward the door with their wands pointing into each other’s faces and Harry immobile between them...” (521)
Neli Aldrich

“We’re not going to use magic,” Ron ejaculated loudly. (242)
Milly

“I don’t think private matters between myself and the Minister are any concern of yours, Potter,” said Malfoy, smoothing the front of his robes. Harry distinctly heard the gentle clinking of what sounded like a full pocket of gold. “Really, just because you are Dumbledore’s favourite boy, you must not expect the same indulgence from the rest of us...shall we go up to your office, then, Minister?” (141, UK edition)
Caroline

“Well-- it’s just that you seem to be labouring under the delusion that I am going to-- what is the phrase?-- come quietly. I am afraid I am not going to come quietly at all, Cornelius.” (546)
dan

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

work pisses me off

Work Pisses Me Off!

I got a warning today, that I cant wear shorts (which were actually 3/4 length, halfway between knee + ankle)..

There is a dress code for men.

There is no dress code for women.

half the women in the office wear mid thigh skirts or shorts.

fucking discrimination. I’m going to HR to complain (shooting myself in the foot).

it just pisses me off, its 30c or 100f or whatever in farenheight and we have to wear long dacks and shirt and it just PISSES ME OFF.

were not public facing, were internal and live+work in fucking cubes.  who the hell is gonna see??

double standards bullshit.

“I CAN SEE YOUR ANKLES!!” yes and about an inch of shin..

just because some tightarse bastard feels they cant be seen without a tie on, every other fucker has to wear a suit to work.

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

Mammograms

just spoke to my mum on the phone for the bday. all is well down under in the household.

she and my nan have a mammogram scheduled in a few days or something.  how easy is that. you get your breasts flattened and its all over. and you get a cool photo back!!

what do men get?? bend over the desk, bite down on the leather strap and have someone shove a finger up yarse, get ya balls twisted all the way off one direction, then reversed, cough a few times and doc say ‘i’m just going to see if your scrotum stretches down to your ankles’ followed by ‘you have two, do you mind donating one to science while i have my hand on em??’ now I’m going to squeeze them and make orange juice.

lovely!!

why cant someone come up with a hands off procedure for blokes? like where the doc stands on the other side of the room and says ‘looks good from here, you can go now’..

birthday cards

I got a great card today! i shall quote it out

“my son, never forget
how much I love you.

when you were very very small,
i used to dance with you,
cradled in my arms.

you were my precious angel
and when I held you so close
love overwhelmed me

i used to wonder what kind of life you would lead
what would be your first word
your first job
what kind of man yuo would become
and would your life take you far away from me

then id hold you even closer
id give you an extra kiss
and extra squeeze
and whister ‘i love you’ once more time
i knew you were too young to remember my words
buy i prayed you would never forget them

now your a man
there are days when i still long
to cradle you in my arms
and dance with you once again
although i miss my little boy
i am so proud of the man you are
and of who you will become

when i think of you
love still overwhelms me
and as we both grow older
and memories fade
please never forget these words
that youw ere once too small
to remmeber
‘i love you’

Monday, August 11, 2003

Edinburgh Tattoo 2003

this is a long piece with a couple of pics in it…

a 5 hour train ride up to edinburgh was fairly uneventfull. we had a short delay at one point but that was about it… The scenery going up, when you hit the coastline after Newcastle is magnificant! Especially around Berwick-Opon-Tweed. Very pictureqsque…

The pub-with-hostel-attached was right outside the station, with Edinburgh castle situated right behind it.. Boy was the hostel a surprise!!! Its the first time Ive stayed in a hostel that your room had its own toilete and shower!! amazing.. Even more amazing was that it only contained 3 beds (1bunk+1single)!! A minor miracle.. Most hostel rooms have about 6+ bunks in them…

After a quick drink in the pub downstairs, I went up the hill to the castle for the Tattoo.

The tattoo was absolutly awesome. When the first pipes were blown, a tingle went up my spine and I could feel the hairs on my neck stand on end! It really was awesome. You could feel the music! I got cramps in my knees and shoulders as the seats were VERY narrow and squishy. Sore on the arse bones as well.

I dont know how to get across how I felt, it was just an awesome show!! The program guide listed a bagpipe band from Adelaide, and one from Dunedin.. but They didnt seem to be in the show.. I think, since they play up to 2 times a night, every day for a month, they must have 2 or 3 different shows so they dont ‘burn out’.. I guess Friday night was not the night to see the Aussie pipers all kilted up..

Some of the photos didnt turn out very well, since the digital camera doesnt have the greatest zoom in the world…

that night I met two young american (cue david bowie song) girls. They were quite nice, and aplomb at the hugeness of the fringe festival and meeting so many people from different countries…

after a bit of a midnight chat it was time to crash.

Saturday was an eye opener, great weather. I wandered around Edinburgh all morning taking in some sights, did the bus tour around the city and general site seeing..

Later that morning there was some march going on, I happened to be at the start of the march point, the Black Chapter of the irish Orange Men were out marching. I dont understand it, not being a church person, catholic/protestant, to me its just different sides of the same crap christian church. So I dont understand it. But these wankers are marching. Apparently they are the Ulster boys, the For England wankers. They are all maching along in groups with banners like ‘Defenders of Prince William’ and ‘Dunfermline Loyal Supporters’ and shit. Its crazy. I kept expecting the British National Front to come goose stepping past.

Its Scotland, not Ireland so WTF is this happening? and right during the Edinburgh International Festival??  Sad fucking bastards.

I wandered up to the Fringe festical and did the whisky tour.. My tour guide was a gorgeous blonde in tartan and black stockings with a sexy Edinburgh accent, and for a whole hour I had her talking to me about whisky.. What more could I have wanted in a woman?? och!

Sexy AND works for a whisky distiller!!

I wandered back down to see some more fringe acts. I swear (really) if I see one more act involving juggling and a unicycle I’ll go mad!! I lost count of how many juggling unicyclists I saw…

Got my caricature done, which was pretty cool.

As I was walking down the cobblestones, I heard a voice yell out.. I thought.. I know that voice! so I wandered over, to see a dance act with some drummers and stuff.. and I spy a woman.. Nah.. IT COULDNT BE! So I kepe watching.. Things are firing in my head.. all these little things are adding up, the eyes, the smile, the face.. IT JUST COULDNT BE! Then it ended, and I’m thinking,, the odds are sooooo remote its just not funny, and anyway, she is overstayed her visa and should be back in Australia…

Anyway, I started throwing people out of the way and I pushed to the front of the crowd and gave her a big bearhug! It was Jodie afterall!! I dont fucking beleive it!! I also realised at that point I had used up all my lifes ‘what-are-the-odds-of-that’ points (so now i’ll never win tatslotto, marry a supermodel, etc). Id been carrying a torch for this girl since I met her over two years prior in London, then she disappeared two years ago.. Never thought I would ever see her again..

What a shock eh… She introduced me to her other half, who took our photo. :(

You can tell its a fringe act by her costume, tie-dyed shirt, gumboots, and around the gumboot ankle is bottle tops on string.. ohyeah! FRINGE THEATRE ACT! hahahahah

Took in some more fringe acts, and set a time to meet Jodie after her last nights performace that night.

Didnt manage to find her that night, tho.. Seeing her stirred up some stuff so I went off to sample some whisky.

What follows, I wasnt going to add, but then thought fuck it, whats the point if you cant write what you want to write??

Wandered around. Got into an argument and started a fight with some english bloke. it was short and sweet, i remmeber hyperextending his elbow and slamming one across his throat and dropping him to the ground then I wandered off. We were talking about sport or something and he was slagging Australia off, and things just got worse and he kept inviting it saying I didnt have the balls.. So i just went for it.

Went back to the hostel bar, met Taryn, a gorgeous blonde saffer. Chatting away, talking bout the hostel, turned out we were staying in the same room! The fight i dont care about. But I broke one of my personal rules.. I dont do onenight stands. Dont and Wont. Its a _RULE_ Well I broke that one. I’m so angry at myself i might not go near drink ever again. So anyway. Back in the room. blah blah blah.

Then this slurry voice goes “Dont forget Taryn, we need to ring your father in the morning before we leave for the ferry”

WHAT?!?$%$?$%^
FUCKING WHAAAAAAT??????

Her half drunk mum is in the 3rd and final bed.
I think I went green.

Nowhere in the convo in the bar did it crop up that ‘Mum and I are going around Scotland and Ireland’
or
‘My mother is ALSO staying in the SAME room’…

next morning was fun. I dont think her mother remembered, or if she did she was very sly about it.

(tm=taryns mum, me=me)
tm: “Did you have a good night last night?” (to me)
me: “oh yeah, it was um.. good.”
tm: “thats nice, were going to Ireland today”
me: “umm cool...”
tm: “these beds are squeeky”
me: “ummm yes...”
tm: “the people next door were making a bit of noise last night”
me: “err.. yes..”
tm: “but I suppose its a hostel, and its all young people and alchohol” (laughs)
me: “err.. yes...”

so much for the rules I live by… what does that matter when theres fighting and whoring! No more drink for stu. Ive just thrown out the last of my rum and whisky. No booze left in my place now.... cant believe how badly I behaved and screwed up bigtime. :(

Sunday was an uneventfull day, basically it was a 5 hour train ride back to london. The only fun came when two kids (bout 18ish) got booted from first class by the conductor.

Trains at Liverpool street were cancelled (heat stress to the rails) and those that were running, like 1 every hour were affected by Sunday construction.. great stuff..

Eventually I did make it home… Now I’ve got all this washing to do! aaargh.. ohwell…

I’m sure i’m forgetting something.. anyway…

I’ve got more pics here here

Wednesday, August 06, 2003

stu makes a friend

so i leave work 10 minutes early since ALL tubes are delayed… wander to the station.. next train is in 1 minute. sweet. platform is empty.. 15 minutes pass. platform is wall to wall.

“We regret to announce that the central line has closed.”

FUCKING WHAAAAAAAT!?!"?!"?

so exit the tube quickly, i’ll get a bus before everyone else… oh the bus queue is 50 deep.

i trudge back to work. have a drink with the boys.. so i have 3 orange juices and its 7pm…

tube is running again, its empty… but no overlands. aaaaartgh.. back down the escelator and tube it up the line further.. and catch a bus to my front door..

i’m pissed i’m angry…

bloke sits next to me. ‘hey bro, saw the anzac/gallipoli shirt, were kiwi’s!’
we chat for a while.
he takes me number and were gonna watch some rugby with a bunch of other aussie+kiwi blokes ... sweeeeet…

stu makes a friend. i dont remember his name.. aaaheh. -_-

ohwell he has me mobile…

stu also put off his doctors appointment! whoooo. not going! hahahhaha. its turning out to be sweetness and light!!

working hard to make a living
bringing shelter from the rain
a fathers son left to carry on
blue denim in his vein
oh oh oh he’s a working class man

he believes in god and elvis
he gets out when he can
he did his time in vietnam
still mad at uncle sam
he’s a simple man
with a heart of gold
in a complicated land
oh he’s a working class man

well he loves a little woman
someday he’ll make his wife
saving all the overtime
for the one love of his life
he ain’t worried about tomorrow
cause he just made up his mind
life’s too short for burning bridges
take it one day at a time
oh oh oh he’s a working class man
oh oh oh he’s a working class man
-- jimmy barnes, working class man…

stu definatly has flannel and blue denim in his veins..
stu will always be a working class man.
i might not do a “manual” job, but i definatly aint a
blue collar guy.

blue collar guys dont live in dog kennels with front doors
kicked in, burnt out car wrecks outside.

hmm i’m looking forward to watching the rugby, since i dont
know anybody in london, it will be good to hangout with another
antipodean.

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Small RDF Stub Loader (NASM)

This little piece of assembler was something I just hacked up to load an nasm RDF file as a dos COM file.
For some strange reason I kept hacking it smaller and smaller, using it as a stub to boot an RDF file.
This was a weekends hacking I think. One wet sunday I remember looking over the RDF specifications....

   1:;
   2:;    Title : Small RDF2 Stub Loader
   3:;   Author : Stuart 'Dark Fiber' George <sgeorge@mega-tokyo.com>
   4:;   Version : 0.4
   5:; Assembler : Nasm
   6:;  Comments : Basic RDF Loader for .COM files.
   7:;
   8:; - Only loads single segment RDF files (!! .text only !!)
   9:; - Relocates 16 + 32bit relocs.
  10:; - i've done some size optimising on it (so may not be all that readable!)
  11:; - 92bytes in size
  12:;
  13:; copy /b stub.com + {myfile}.rdf  output.com
  14:
  15:%define b byte
  16:%define w word
  17:%define d dword
  18:
  19:struc RDFRELOC
  20:    rdfr_type:  resb    1
  21:    rdfr_len:   resb    1
  22:    rdfr_seg:   resb    1
  23:    rdfr_offs:  resd    1
  24:    rdfr_rlen:  resb    1   ;; addr len 1/2/4 bytes
  25:    rdfr_rseg:  resw    1   ;; seg to reloc in
  26:endstruc
  27:
  28:struc RDFHEAD
  29:    rdfh_magic: resb    6
  30:    rdfh_dlen:  resd    1
  31:    rdfh_hlen:  resd    1
  32:endstruc
  33:
  34:struc RDFSEG
  35:    rdfs_type: resw 1
  36:    rdfs_num: resw 1
  37:    rdfs_res: resw 1
  38:    rdfs_len: resd 1
  39:endstruc
  40:
  41:struc RDFOBJ
  42:    rdfo_type:  resb    1
  43:    rdfo_len:   resb    1
  44:endstruc
  45:
  46:
  47:[bits 16]
  48:[org 0x100]
  49:
  50:code:
  51:    mov bp,0x100        ;; reloc address
  52:    mov si,end_code+4       ;; code start
  53:
  54:relocate_rdf:
  55:    cmp w[si],'F2'
  56:    jne quit
  57:
  58:    mov bx,RDFHEAD_size - 4
  59:
  60:    ;; RDFSEG_size, RDFHEAD_size-4 both == 10
  61:
  62:    mov di,si
  63:    add di,w[si -4 + rdfh_hlen] ;; size of headers
  64:    add di,bx ; RDFHEAD_size -4  ;; end of header!
  65:    mov cx,w[di + rdfs_len]
  66:    add di,bx ; RDFSEG_size
  67:    mov dx,w[si -4 + rdfh_hlen]
  68:    add si,bx ; RDFHEAD_size -4
  69:
  70:.k0:    
  71:    cmp b[si + rdfo_type],0x01      ;; reloc record
  72:    jne .k1
  73:
  74:.z2:    
  75:    push    di
  76:    mov eax,d[si + rdfr_offs]
  77:    add di,ax
  78:
  79:    ;; test reloc size
  80:    mov al,b[si + rdfr_rlen]
  81:    sub al,2    ;; 2 = 16bit
  82:    jz  .z4
  83:    sub al,2    ;; 4 = 32bit
  84:    jnz .k1
  85:
  86:    ;; 32bit reloc
  87:    db 0x66     ;; 0x66 == add d[di],dx -> add d[di],edx
  88:
  89:    ;; 16bit reloc
  90:.z4:    
  91:    add w[di],bp
  92:    pop di
  93:
  94:.k1:    
  95:    mov al,b[si + rdfo_len]
  96:    cbw
  97:    ;add    ax,RDFOBJ_size      ;; == 2
  98:    inc ax
  99:    inc ax
 100:
 101:    add si,ax
 102:    sub dx,ax
 103:    jnz .k0
 104:
 105:.k99:
 106:    ;; end!
 107:    xchg    di,ax
 108:
 109:    mov di,0x100 - (k99 - k01)
 110:    ;lea    di,[bp-(k99-k01)]
 111:    push    di
 112:    push    cx
 113:    mov si,k01
 114:    mov cx,(k99 - k01)
 115:
 116:k01:
 117:    rep movsb
 118:    
 119:k99:
 120:    pop cx
 121:    xchg    si,ax
 122:    
 123:quit:
 124:    ret
 125:
 126:end_code: 
 127:

Monday, August 04, 2003

doctors

i need to go to the docs.. its gonna be one of those turn your head and cough visits.. man i hate the docs. id rather die than go to the docs. i hate going to the doctors. i think it runs in male side of our family… bloody turn your head and cough.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. i dont wanna go… stomps around. dont wanna!

which reminds me, i also gotta find a cancer specialist in london.. i havnt been checked in years.. back home i used to go once a year and get my spots looked at to be safe… growing up in full aussie sun, skin cancer rates are high… gotta be sure…

since they dont get any sun in england, i dont thinnk theyd know a melenoma from a birthmark or a discolouration. I certainly wouldnt trust my local doctor.

mou. stu no baka!

natch

spent all night chatting away on aim… went to bed at 2am.. didnt fall asleep till 3am.. my fault for eating a dodgy coffee/sugar/gaurana/chemical loaded energy bar that came free with a mountain bike magazine…

coffee and me just dont mix, a single shot lattee (thats half strength) keeps me awake for weeks… so yeah, i ate a coffee hyper energy bar.

nice n hot at work. didnt really notice. guys at work complained. one guy said to me ‘i’m sweating like a rapist’ i thought ooooookhay…

stayed an extra hour after work to try and avoid sweaty masses clogging up the tube system..
it was still busy at 6-6:30, just less so…

ate next to nothing for dinner. didnt like it.. spinach + cheese thing. so i ate a museli bar instead. will be hungry later.. might eat another museli bar… will tide me over until breakfast.
oooh oh oh oh!! just remembered i have some cheese still in the fridge.. ooh i can smell a toasted cheese and vegemite sandwhich.. yeah. thats the ticket.

mm edinburgh on friday night. wooo militaty tattoo.. pipes.. drums.. KILTS! whoohooooo! 5 hour train ride.. yuk… ohwell…

Christmas on the inside
Hello Dan, it’s Joe here, I hope you’re keeping well
It’s the 21st of December, and now they’re ringing the last bells
If I get good behaviour, I’ll be out of here by July
Won’t you kiss my kids on Christmas Day, please don’t let ‘em cry for me
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella’s flying in from the coast
They say it’s gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that won’t stop the roast
Who’s gonna make the gravy now? I bet it won’t taste the same
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don’t forget a dollop of tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang
And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly,
Tell ‘em all I’m sorry I screwed up this time
And look after Rita, I’ll be thinking of her early Christmas morning
When I’m standing in line

I hear Mary’s got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
(Just a little too much cologne)
And Roger, you know I’m even gonna miss Roger
‘Cause there’s sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas,
I’m really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash
And later in the evening, I can just imagine,
You’ll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
And you’ll dance with Rita, I know you really like her,
Just don’t hold her too close, oh brother please don’t stab me in the back
I didn’t mean to say that, it’s just my mind it plays up,
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
You know I love her badly, she’s the one to save me,
I’m gonna make some gravy, I’m gonna taste the fat
Tell her that I’m sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell ‘em all I’m sorry,
And kiss the sleepy children for me
You know one of these days, I’ll be making gravy,
I’ll be making plenty, I’m gonna pay ‘em all back.