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Loki

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About Me

Her philosophy was a mixture of three famous schools -- the Cynics, the Stoics and the Epicureans -- and summed up all three of them in her famous phrase, "You can't trust any bugger further than you can throw him, and there's nothing you can do about it, so let's have a drink." (Terry Pratchett).

Hollow laughs. French kisses. Red Wine. Lurking. Ink. So much more than black or white.

Be bothered by my ART .

My Interests

Science. Medicine. Art. Architecture. Music. Dancing. Japanese knives. Waves. Refined Alcohol. Asian Food. Technology. Humans. Food. Snow. Books. Movies. Writing. Painting. Animal Rights. Teaching.

Staying sane. Just so. But I like to visit the border and wave.

I occasionally daydream about massacring the obnoxious folks that won't just fuck off and leave me alone. I like to bite. I also like the word "Fuck". A lot.

Further interests include Naginata, traditional archery and Shaolin Kung Fu.

I'd like to meet:

Yoda and The League of Gentlemen. Not necessarily at once.

Music:

Uh. Starts somewhere in the 9th century with the works in the Magnus Liber, graces Renaissance music (Divides the Real Guitarists from the Quiche Eaters...), Baroque, Classic, Blablabla, Jazz, Blues, Rock, Punk, Electronica of all sorts, Weird, Worldmusic. You'll easily find Mozart Masses stacked between Herbie Hancock and the Backyard Babies, garnished by OSTs, sprinkled with some Beatles and Stones bootlegs, a good helping of Johnny Cash and Townes van Zandt, all buried between layers of so-called indie music. Whatever that is supposed to mean.Get my drift?Or go and look here:

Movies:

Yes.

Always on the verge of making one. Haha.

I find Lost in La Mancha particularly enlightening.

Television:

Exploded. Really! So I have none at the moment. Which forces me to watch shows I have on dvd: Lost (Who doesn't?), House MD (Exactly when started Hugh Laurie to be sexy?!), The Young Ones (Cult!), Jeeves&Wooster ("Very good, sir." Not. At. All. ), Little Britain, League of Gentlemen ( Made for horror fans by horror fans. No, you can't help me at all.), Desperate Housewives (The guilty pleasure thing), The Office (UK), Futurama, Six Feet Under (Darkness!), Simpsons (Yes, but he is still Mr. Groening to me!), ER (Continuing medical education, at least the first few series), Family Guy and I am still waiting for Chewin' The Fat to make it to my collection...

Books:

Douglas Adams, Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman (yeah, the British Geek Crowd); Oscar Wilde, Shakespeare, Dorothy Parker, R.A. Lafferty, Luther Blisset, Neal Stephenson, Garth Nix, Philip Pullman, Spike Milligan, Charles Addams, R.M. Rilke, Pablo Neruda, Lawrence Sterne, Robert Anton Wilson, Theodore Sturgeon, Anais Nin, Robert Burns, Khalil Gibran, Eun Heekyung, Rudyard Kipling, Michael Moore, Stephen Fry, Salman Rushdie, Georges Batailles, Richard Feynman, Peter S. Beagle, Richard Dawkins, David Sedaris, Ambrose Bierce, Irvine Welsh, Dylan Thomas, Dante Alighieri, John Updike, Arthur C. Clarke, Garth Ennis, Steve Dillon, Martin Millar, Matt Ruff... and I could probably go on for ever.

Heroes:

My Mom. Archimedes, Carl Friedrich Gauss, Richard Feynman, Louise Bourgeois, Douglas Adams, Peggy Guggenheim, Brian Haberlin.

Frau Meinhof: when desperate intellect loses control.

My Blog

Scrubs? Scrubs!

Real scrubs never fit. Actually they have a tendency to wander - either up the crack or down your ass, especially during repetitive movements (like CPR). Real attendings never yell at you the way Dr C...
Posted by Loki on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 04:47:00 PST

What Anaesthesiologists Do When Nobody Is Watching.

They dig for boogers like everybody else (with the exclusion of you, you and you, of course). They pretend the tube they just pulled out of a patient is a poison snake and make rattle snake noise...
Posted by Loki on Sat, 10 Nov 2007 02:43:00 PST

SNORT goes the Weasel

Hookay, this is earth. Zoom in, see: Europe.Consider Germany. Only a small fraction of the populace wears frilly dirndls or lederhosen, and some of them are not gay, yet... well. Look in the north of ...
Posted by Loki on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 12:45:00 PST

The Sun Riseth...

Unfortunately I don't see it happening anymore, since I am up and about before sunrise, and trust me, I'm no pretty sight. I am not a morning person. I need coffee in toxic doses in order to get going...
Posted by Loki on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 08:50:00 PST

Between the bricks, a blade of grass.

It was the first time I went to see the old farmhouse since my granddad died. I had to take some measurements, look after the furniture, and check the roof. Bits of plaster had been coming off the wal...
Posted by Loki on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 03:45:00 PST

Le Spectacle.

Slightly impaired by using a French keyboard; odd.Nancy: delirious colours dancing over the town; walls ablaze with time travel and strange creatures, alas; I will tell you later. Hurry, now. An injur...
Posted by Loki on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 07:23:00 PST

Beware the Afternoon Dreams.

I had to go into town in order to get some more dvds. Remember, the back-up work? Exactly. I rode my dad's bike (mine is broken, again), and about two minutes on the road it started to rain. It contin...
Posted by Loki on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 03:22:00 PST

Shminnards, Part 2

Okay. This is me, this is my huihui-machine, a.k.a. the Flying Carpet or PC, as less poetic natures would call it. Him. Her. I don't know. Lately we had a bit of a fall-out over the number of IDE slot...
Posted by Loki on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 02:27:00 PST

Innards, Shminnards.

Now licking my metaphorical wounds, to my pride, rest assured, I am most healthy at the moment. My dilemma is comprised of the following:- number of harddrives: 3- number of ATAPI incompatible dvd bur...
Posted by Loki on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 03:17:00 PST

Edward Hopper

My current phase, Hopper. Unfortunately, since my brushes are still missing, I had to revert to chalks.
Posted by Loki on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 09:10:00 PST