This is some kind of meme, and a response to a post by Artoo. Anyway, here goes. This is my current desktop. The theme is Dust (on Ubuntu 9.04: Jaunty Jackalope).
As a vegetarian, I’m often told that after all, man kind is a carnivore, has always eaten meat and can’t avoid eating it without any consequences. Well, I’m soon onto my third year and I haven’t suffered yet. But that’s off topic. The matter is, man kind is not ”supposed” to be carnivore. It’s rather a sense of culture. Our descendants and close relatives, the monkeys, eat vegetables as well as bugs, and they have an anatomic structure very similar to ours. In the film below, eating meat is compared to smoking – man has smoked for centuries, and he has learned that he is not adapted for it and that in the end, it may very well be the death of him. Eating meat is not only ethically wrong and wrong by natural means, it’s also bad for the heart and the liver.
I usually don’t fall for flattering, especially not when it’s about my music or my writing. But today I was encountered by my Swedish teacher who personally wanted to thank me for my excellent latest short story I had sent in. I was given the highest possible grade (MVG+), and was also told I would have been given the same grade if it were in the higher course of Swedish.
It’s nice to see my writing is really appreciated sometimes, to see the glow in one’s eyes that says the story could just as well have been in a high-class short story collection or part of a best-seller novel.
Just before bedtime a few hours ago, I managed to lose my entire harddrive of data.
I was trying to destroy the Windows partition to use my Ubuntu 9.04 in its entirety, when I accidentally destroyed the Linux partition too. I have since spent about three and a half hour sitting here dressed for bed and trying to retrieve my lost data, knowing it’s gone forever.
I don’t care much about my music, or my video clips. They doesn’t matter. What I care about is the novel I was working on, of which I lost the last twenty-five pages. And ofcourse… I’m currently assigned as composer to a small film project. All my working files were lost, so now I only have my memory to go from, and a closing deadline.
To quote Homer Simpson: This is everybody’s fault but mine.