Archive for March, 2005

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As you may or may not know, I am a Masters student at Murdoch University. It’s quite a respectable university too. It has a Law Faculty… and a Vet Science one, and up until today I presumed a certain level of literacy of its students. I shell out quite a lot of money for the privilege of studying there externally, as people may also appreciate.

My sole communication with the University is through WebCT and email, as well as through the occasional campus-wide email. The student paper, Metior, gets distributed via this, and up until now, it has had some ok information in it.

Imagine my surprise when I get an email from Metior that has fucking leet speak in it. And I am not talking about 1 or 2. I am talking about just about every sentence being littered with idiotic language shortcuts and too many exclamation points.

Now, it pisses me off on Whirlpool. It pisses me off on email lists, and it pisses me off anywhere else on the net. But I deal with it. I sigh, and move on, seeing it as a simple side effect of a larger number of retards getting AOL. But when official communication, via the university campus wide email network, had leet speak in it, I lost it. I wrote them the following email:

Just some constructive feedback from the Metior email today.

Might just be me, but I find the teenage “SKILLz” 1337 typing *really* annoying and unprofessional. Why are we paying thousands for our education when our reps cannot even type properly in their correspendence to us?

You should not assume that all Guild members are teenagers – and not everyone finds this typing amusing or cool. I find it insulting to my intelligence and a complete disrespect for the campus-wide email system. Completely inappropriate for University.

As a former student politican, I am worried at the low editorial standards that were displayed in this newsletter.

I hope you take this in the constructive manner it was intended and please use the campus-wide email system more formally from now on.

Regards

Lou Brennan

I’m sorry if I appear to be some old crank, but fucking hell. Something needs to be done to combat this tripe. It is even infiltrating Universities! Kids can’t even construct a sentence properly (you should see some of the shitty sentences on the WebCT board for a second /fourth year unit I am taking), they can’t even type properly when they have to. Its an effing disgrace.

Schiavo this, Schiavo that…

Meh.

For all the outrage that seems to have occured in recent days, I really don’t see what all the fuss is about. MrLefty posted this on his blog which summarised it pretty succintly, I think.

That is about as much as I have to say on the matter. I wholeheartedly agree with the sentiment here.

Why oh why…

…do kids always pick the least doable day to get sick?

Today I have a mid semester test for Uni that I need to complete by midnight tonight online. I also put my car in for a service, thinking that Mina would be at daycare all day thereby causing a minimum of fuss being car-less.

What happens?

After dropping my car off for its service, I get a call from her daycare saying that Mina is vomiting. So, being carless, I ring the inlaws to see if they can pick her up. They’re not home. So, I have to book a cab to do a round trip to pick her up, and pray to god that Mina doesn’t vomit on the back seat on the way home.

Lucky she didn’t. But today of all days eh?

(Of course, I am concerned that my child is sick…it ain’t all about me… but yeah, a tad inconvenient.)

My Eyes!

If there’s one thing I love, its making fun of celebrities. Fugging It Up is a daily must-see.

But, I felt compelled to share this picture with you all.

See, tweens, this is what your idols *really* look like. If you eat all that crap food and smoke, you can look like this too. All we need is Hillary Duff throwing up outside a nightclub and I will be happy.

…bung.

See what I am referring to here

Turns out that Tony Abbott’s long lost son wasn’t his. I don’t know why I find this so insanely funny. Perhaps its the fact that his girlfriend was banging someone else behind the bike shed, or that Tony, in all his bewdiful self-righteousness, has egg on his face.

I hate to take such pleasure in someone’s disappointment, but this is gold.