I might as well introduce myself. My name is Ben Carlyle. I used to be a student at the University of Queensland studying Maths and Computers . I listen to the australian government's propaganda machine Triple J , and when I'm not browsing with lynx, I use netscape . I spend a fair bit of time in IRC, but I really prefer email... and if you have the patience to deal with me in real life, I get a kick out of talking to someone in person, too.
I'm a christian, and I'm a member of the Christian and Missionary Alliance . I live in Australia (or for a slightly less political introductions click here) . I'd like to hear from you anyway, about pretty much whatever you have to say.
Sat Jan 9 14:14:34 GMT+1000 1999
The future lives in me. My wings spread, and lift me towards heaven.
I have money for the first time in my life. I have real money... not the kind you have to save up so you can afford to eat while you do a university degree without Ausstudy. I'm working for the TAB Queensland (but definatley not as a spokesperson).
I've been working there for about four weeks now, and am taking a much needed two week break. I won't get another holiday 'till next year.
I've been working on display stuff... which is interesting enough not to be painful, and has the bonus of my being able to walk into any TAB in Queensland, and say "I wrote that". Maybe I should try it in the pub-tabs on drunk women.
That atmosphere is good, the pay's good. I'm in a dream job, although I would hope that it leads to even better places.
My student account will no doubt be cut soonish... so I'll probably move to a commercial one to keep my sanity kicking... although lately... talking on the internet has only reminded me of my lonliness, and eaten time I havne't had.
I'd rather a phone call... :) I'd rather you suggest that we go somewhere. I'd rather be surrounded by people... even though I don't have the presence of mind or strength of character to actually talk to them.
These holidays should be good. I've been arranging to see a few people I haven't seen in a long time.
I'm reaching out. I'm making plans.
I'm going to make my mark. I'm going to settle my claim.
I'm going to make something of myself.
I'm tired of being a pitiful wretch, or feeling like one.
I'm going to learn to drive. I'm going to get out more. I'm going to get a motorbike. I'm going to invest in my financial independance. I'm going to see the world through my own eyes for a change. I'm going to be real. I'm going to be me.
It's about time I found out what kind of a person I really am, when I'm not trying to understand how I work.
It's about time I took myself out of my controlled environments, my clinical tests... and brough myself to life.
My wings are as dry as they'll ever be. It's time to use them.
The dreams I have while sleeping
The writings of my later university years.
Obselete writings kept only for completeness: To the darker side of my mind..
A world. A universe of worlds.
What I wrote in primary school
Words to music that may move me
Code I've written, or played with... mostly hack jobs written to relieve stress
Things I want to say... things I like and don't like
Thanks to the good people at http://www.digits.com/, I can tell you that
this page has been accessed
times since it's creation on the 1st of June 1996 EST Australia.
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I will not play it. This game of lonelieness.
Wynnum, Queensland, Australia through the University of Queensland