Have made a friend with a little girl who is in fact my cousin's daughter she is the most lovely, lovely thing. Nicky pee and I sung a blues traditional at the family talent night and are basically spending all week together being nutbags. It's so wonderful. And now I'm watching modern family with my family on the couch chillin illin and I'm gonna have some leftover barbecue and I am super psyched to put that stuff in my gob and I am very tired but I can't fall asleep until past midnight because I have to make a phone call to a cutiepie friend who is turning TAHWEEENNTTYY FOOOWAAH! Madness huh?!
And here are some more of
My jelly sandals, my legs and my face. For your eyes only merherher not really everybody lay eyes on me nah get dem off filthy homosapiens.
das right gurl you stand next to me wit all yow gurl freends and snicker wit them and not say a word to me to make me feel even mow isolated than I was awlreadeh feelin' tahnight because I've had one helluvan emotionally charged evenang, das coo' I mean I guess das better than cool righ? So thank y'all, thank y'all so much gurl.
Ima eat mah chedda, mozzarella, and parmesan cheese puff now yah naughty headed nigga.
I just snuck into a friend's backyard and hung some happy pre birthday signs and letters and presents over their door and other things that you can hang things off (although it was missing the ultra present as it sill has not been delivered) WHAT'S EVEN MORE HILrious and great of me is that this same friend and I have not really spoken in about two weeks! I would be the best boyfriend to myself I would date me, not even joking.
I AM THE BEST.
I LOVE BEING A NINJA SNEAKILY LEAVING HANGING LOVELY THINGS FOR FRIENDS WHO DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.
I LOOOOVE MEEEERREEE!!!!
TIME FOR A GIG BY MYSELF ALRIGHT!!! KIRIN J CALLINAN HERE I COME BBY ME MYSELF AND I!!!! <3
Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish, Shame, remorse, sobs, vexations, And the vague terrors of those frightful nights That compress the heart like a paper one crumples? Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish? -Baudelaire
WHAT'S SO POOP ABOUT THIS SONG IS THAT THIS SONG HAS SUCH A GOOD GROOVE AND GAHDAMMIT PHARRELL YOU ARE ACTUALLY SO FLY.
But everything it is singing about with regard to women is destroying me I want to KILL PEOPLE. Don't even get me started on T.I.'s bit "So I just watch and wait for you to salute" I will destroy things good grief.
You know how that inheritance thing works in families, when the parents will be finished using a phone or something because they get a new one, their old one gets passed down the eldest child and then the younger children get the eldest child's phone kind of thing? Well, I have officially been excluded from that circle of inheritance ahahahah, it's hilarious. My two younger sisters are both getting iPhone 4's as my parents upgraded to 5's. IT'S SO GREAT I'M ACTUALLY SO HAPPY.
BECAUSE IT MEANS SOME KIND OF EMANCIPATION TO ME?!
I am no longer involved in that small sphere.
I feel really grown up.
And I can catch buses late at night by myself which is such a good feeling. I went and saw Boris on friday night at Sydney uni by myself and caught the 12:30am bus home and didn't have to worry about ANYTHING. It was awesome. I love being a big girl.
I AM A WOMAN.
I am also very sore, I did about 15km of mountain hiking yesterday my everything hurts.
and now I'm listening to flaming lips preparing myself to look after 6 children between the ages of 18 months and 3 years old for two hours. BY MYSELF. WOOH.
waaaah probably just gonna watch autoluminescent now and weepy a little bit.
I will have to sleep on the floor tonight so I actually wake up hahaha otherwise if I get into bed, I will never awake from my slumber and I've got all of my stuff prepared for hiking tomorrow so I would be so sad if I slept through the entire day and missed out on it.
I AM NOT EXCLUDED FROM THIS, DON'T WORRY HUMANITY.
PINCH WITH MY TOES ON SENSITIVE PARTS OF THEIR BODY.
Sister, Do you Know My Name?-The White Stripes
and now I'm all sad and white stripesey waaaaaah and there is no one I can talk to and cry to because my friends don't want to be my friends anymore they have taken however much friendship they could handle and piss bolted and now I'm here with bits of friendship missing from me and no one who is there to share theirs so I'm not completely holey like a block of swiss cheese.
Alas, I am so swiss cheesey right now it's not even funny.
The only person I can think of who makes me less swiss cheesey is going away for two years soon. I might probably die.
yeah, they were great. Boris played for like a solid hour and a half it was really incredible and I'm all zoned out to the max. SOOONED OUT. ZOOOONED OUT.
I miss this great chinese girl called Wendy and we had a really fun time and she was head banging and really likes metal and she moved here from shang-hai to study language--she's doing spanish?!?--and she's great. She's going to see this other japanese band on ummmmm what is it mono yes next week and mick turner is supporting them. AWESOME.
For now here some photos of myself, my eye make up is pretty perfect tonight and also there's a pic with my new jellies. They are actually perfect. ACTUALLY.
Just got this message from Hobbes "just played nick allbrook the whitey album and its the first time hes heard it and he was blown away you serviced this think about that for a second" fooken yeah that was all me bitches. THAT WAS ALL ME, arseholes.
listen to glenn gould play bach's goldburg variations though it will make you very happy and very teary all at the same time because there are so many elements of brilliance involved it actually blows my entire mind. The entire span of my mind.
I don't hate anyone I am joking I just want to say it sometimes.
and also Mature Themes is the best record to listen to when you're just hangin' out in your room thinking about doing things and thinking about your orthodontist appointment that you have in half an hour to pick up the retainer you should have collected four weeks ago and / or never should have lost in the first place and are consequently three hundred and fifty dollars out of pocket awyeah i love myself
my father is actually the most adorable man on the entire planet. Today while everyone else was out and doing things at work and school and whatever, he cleaned the entire house (including vacuuming ALL of our bedrooms) and left a lovely scented candle on the newly polished fake marble bench top, WHAT A CHAMP. He is one of the few people I know in my life who restore my faith in humanity and reassure me that we aren't all absolute tools. Not all of us.
hi everyone I'm tired and start work at 6 tomorrow morning I hate myself
my chipped tooth from doing the worm outside a chinese restaurant on concrete pavement...
my knee from running into a wall and hitting the ground HARD at laser tag
my glowing face after I was bitten by the luna bug
luna bug is sending me to sleep it's winter solstice tomorrow night WOOH
An enormous pity overtakes her, pity for her beauty that will soon cease to be, pity for the world that will also cease to be, that already does not exist, that is already out of reach, for sleep has come, it is carrying her away, flying off with her, high up, very high, toward that enormous blinding brilliance, toward the blue, brilliantly blue sky, a cloudless firmament, a firmament ablaze.
HEY HEY HEY OHM CUSS, KVEIKUR IS ABSOULUTELY INCREDIBLE.
I am back on my carpetted floor at home, lovely lovely bedroom hello records have some new guys to add to the wonderful family.
I have had such a marvellous week.
This basically explains the entire thing.
Here are some pictures of myself on the bus trip home to northwest town--
I'll probably begin the incredible descriptive blog of the past week later tonight when I am avoiding sleep despite the fact that I actually have to work at 6am tomorrow and three other days this week I HATE MYSELF. WAH.
This week has been absolutely bliss so far, punch work in the face, I never want to do it again ever ever ever ever again I just actually want to watch movies and listen to records and make beautiful meals and sit down and turn everything off and read a book I haven't done that in so long it's mind blowing and ridiculous. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT. LIFE DOESN'T REALLY WORK LIKE THAT DOES IT NOW, NOPE.
Anyway, monday I went and saw a documentary called Michael H., actually you know what I don't really feel like doing this right now man, I WILL DO IT WHEN I RETURN HOME AND AM NOSTALGIC OF ALL THE LOVELY THINGS BECAUSE OH BOY THERE HAVE BEEN SO, VERY MANY LOVELY THINGS.
My silhouette burned into the fog A projection of myself printed on glass Making myself known to these eyes Through the abstract void that is reflection The echos of you withstand the diagetic Though they diptoe, I enjoy rummaging Through the real- and holding their hands and walking through (the not) with them