the mad hatter's tea party

2007-07-04T13:32:00.000+10:00

The top ten continues...

2006-11-23T16:47:00.000+11:00

Prince - Little Red Corvette

No disco / dance is complete without prince. This is also my favorite Prince song!

Architecture In Helsinki - It's Five

Because of this line : " Because 1 and 1 and 1 and 4 make 2 BUT It's 5!

Phoenix - Too Young

You can't help but dance! Can't you hear it calling? And it was in one of my ALL time Favorite movies - Lost in Translation!

(P.s - Scarlett Johannson is going to play me in the story - ha!)

Stardust - Music Sounds Better with you

Can't go wrong with daft Punk - even if it is a side project! I feel happy when I listen to this!

Kenny Loggins - Footloose

Yeah, I gotta cut footloose

And This is how I dance. I sorta fused flashdance with MC Hammer shit.

Once around the block.

2006-11-16T15:24:00.000+11:00

Once Around The Block Lyrics
You quiver like a candle on fire
I'm putting you out
Maybe tonight we could be the shout
But I'm fascinated by your style
Your beauty will last for a while

You're feeling instead of being
The more that I live on the inside
There's nothing to give
I'm infatuated by your moves
I've got to search hard for your clues

I want to repair your desire
And call it a gift
That I stole from just wanting to live
Now I see the vision thru your eyes
Your innocence no longer fuels surprise

Trying to outrun your fear
Running to lose
Heart on your sleeve and your sole in your shoes
Take a left,
A sharp left
And another left, meet me on the corner
And we'll start, again.

nihilistic?

2006-11-09T23:52:00.000+11:00

The Movie Of Your Life Is Film Noir

So what if you're a little nihilistic at times?Life with meaning is highly over-rated.
Your best movie matches: Sin City, L. A. Confidential, Blade Runner

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

Hmmm am I? I don't see me in any of THOSE movies (being that only one of them can barely scrape into the film noir genre at all) but i won't pass up the chance of actually being a femme fatale ;) LAUREN BACALL woo hoo.

Today i watched a proramme on Wagner. Ok yes he was a little controversial, but it made me think.

Wagner read Shaupenhauer and was intrigued by his theory that human beings are essentially controlled by their desires and that life is a quest for happiness. That is, that was are continually trying to fullfill our basic instincts and desires, which can never be fully satisfied. Shaupenhauer took pessimism to a philosophical level. Wagner took it to a new level by focusing on characters who could only achieve happiness in death (see Tristan and Isolde). Ok, extreme but poignant. We all know the phrase "we always want what we can't have" which works on a similar principle. So, will we ever really be happy?

To top this random post off, here is a corker quote from the almighty Frances McDormand "And I guess that was your accomplice in the woodchipper".

My Disco Ten

2006-11-09T15:13:00.000+11:00

If I was a Dj I would be ace. (yeah, I would)

Anyway, Here are my Top 10.

ELO (Electronic Light Orchestra) - Mr Blue Sky

Wonderful! So happy, so fun. The kind dance you can use the 'wave you hands around in the air like a crazy person' move for. (This is the sock puppet version)

M. J ( Michael Jackson) - Don't stop til you get enough

Yeah, It fun. Enough Said.

Abba - Mamma Mia
re: the wonderful world of cheese - Just when you though you knew how cool I am.

Madness - Our House

"Our house, in the middle of our street". Yes! Embrace where you live (even if it is with your parents). I have always lived in the middle of a street - its fun. Happy. Happy. Happy.

Wham! - Wake me up before you go go

"you put the boom boom into my brain, it goes bang bang bang til my feet do the same" ... you can do the 80's walking man to this dance! yeop!

to be continued....

ha ha

2006-11-09T10:36:00.000+11:00

You Are an Excellent Cook

You're a top cook, but you weren't born that way. It's taken a lot of practice, a lot of experimenting, and a lot of learning.
It's likely that you have what it takes to be a top chef, should you have the desire...

Are You A Good Cook?

Lauren fucking Bacall

2006-11-05T21:55:00.000+11:00

"Four legged animals are very rewarding, two legged animals are not always so."

Oh lauren Bacall. So classy, so powerful, so striking. The woman amazes me although I know little about her life and stage career, but I love her movies. I just watched her on a re-run of Parkey (where she voiced the above quote) from 2004 and she is so quick-witted and wonderful still (she is now 82!). So I decided to do a post of my all-time favourite actors and actresses, beggining with Lauren Bacall (Betty Joan Perske).
Fact#23: Lauren Bacall and late husband Humphrey Bogart have a speech disorder named after them due to their famously low and husky voices! Bogart-Bacall Syndrome (or BBS) is a form of muscle tension dysphonia most common in professional voice users (actors, singers, TV/radio presenters, etc) who habitually use a very low speaking pitch.

Paul Newman (Paul Leonard Newman)

Oh baby, hot hot hot hot hot. I love Paul Newman. The man is a gem. Not only is he too hollywood royalty, in corker movies and a stunning actor he also makes the best Caesar dressing ever. THEN he donates millions of dollars to charity! So, I'm not just shallow.
Fact#382: While on the Tonight Show with Jay Leno Newman was dared to have a taste of his own brand name label dog food. He tried it and was pleased with its taste.

Audrey Hepburn (Audrey Kathleen Hepburn-Ruston)

Audrey is one of my favourite actresses for her timeless, classical quality. Plus I grew up watching her films and envying her Givenchy outfits. She was a famously kindhearted person (she was a UNICEF ambassador who LOVED children) which is also why I admire her.
Fact#1: Audrey was born in Brussels, Belgium to an English father and Dutch mother. Her mother was a Dutch baroness who was descendent of French nobility and English royalty.

Richard Burton (Richard Walter Jenkins Jr.)

The man with the voice. Richard Burton was well known for a few reasons: firstly he liked a drink, he married and divorced Liz Taylor twice (he was her 5th and 6th husband and gave her a 69.42 carat diamond!!) and his voice could make any woman (including me and evidently Liz Taylor's) weak at the knees. Mainly, it's his voice that draws me to him, but he wasn't unattractive.
Fact#73: In 1974 he was permanently banned from BBC productions for questioning the sanity of Winston Churchill during WWII.

Dustin Hoffman (Dustin Lee Hoffman)

I LOVE DUSTIN. I have never ever seen a film with Dustin Hoffman that I did not enjoy. He is brilliant in both dramatic and comedic roles and I love every minute in which he is on the screen.
Fact#56: Dustin once pissed Ol'Blue Eyes off by saying the Oscars were "obscene, dirty and no better than a beauty contest".

Kevin Spacey (Kevin Spacey Fowler)

I am drawn to Kevin Spacey. Like with Dustin, I like him purely because he is an intruiging actor not because I think he's hot (sorry Spacey, but you're as old as my dad). His eyes are mesmirising though. In any case, he's done some killer films.
Fact#193: In year 12 he played the role of Georg Von Trapp in his school's production of The Sound of Music.

Julie Andrews (Julia Elizabeth Wells)

Dame Jules is one of my favourite actresses of all time. I love musicals as much as any gay man and Jules is the QUEEN of musicals. YOU know her for The Sound of Music, but she never originally appeared in the theatre productions of the R&H classic. She became famous for her role opposite Rex Harrison in My Fair Lady in the West End (and later on Broadway) but was flicked by Jack Warner for the film version because she was unknown (he opted for the well-known, tone deaf Audrey Hepburn instead). So Dame Jules went on to do her first film for Disney - Mary Poppins. Both she and Audrey were up for Oscars for their films in the same year. Jules won and in her acceptance speech thanked Jack Warner for making her Oscar win possible. God I love you Jules.
Fact#33: Jules starred opposite Richard Burton in the theatre production of R&H's Camelot (lucky bitch). AND she is married to the man who directed Audrey in Breakfast at Tiffany's, Blake Edwards (really I know so many facts, I could go on forever).

Steve Buscemi (Steven Vincent Buscemi)

Steve is a champ. He has acted in more of my favourite films than any one of my other favourite actors: Fargo, The Weding Singer, Reservoir Dogs, Monsters Inc., Big Daddy, Coffee and Cigarettes, Pulp Fiction and he directed Lonesome Jim. He is an incredibly diverse actor and a talented director.
Fact#771: Born in Brooklyn, NY Buscemi was a NYC fire fighter between 1980 and 1984. On September 12th 2001 he returned to his old fire station and worked shifts for a week at "the pile" searching for survivors, anonymously.

Scarlett Johansson

Finally, Scarlett. I not only think that she is one of the hottest actresses ever, she is an almighty talent. She is a classic beauty, with a hint of 1940s screen siren and is simply stunning (yes I am secretly in love with her). Her films are diverse and interesting (she was in North! I didnt know that). I love that she is a role model for a healthy body image.
Fact#22: Scarlett has a twin brother called Hunter Johansson who is also an actor.

first impressions: our last?

2006-11-01T17:37:00.000+11:00

so the other day i was troubled by the statement "first impressions last". this was not the first time that i have been troubled by these 3 small words, but i recently met someone, who did not give me a good impression, and i now fear that i may never give said person another chance to impress me. but should i agree with the statement that so troubles me?
first of all i decided to make a mental list of all of the first impressions i have ever had. had any of them changed? well, no. so this worried me. i am a fairly good judge of character and when i meet someone, i know fairly quickly whether i am going to like them or not. sometimes i later learn things about new friends that surprise me (like the first time i met cheese i would NEVER have discribed her as a shy person, as she kept saying "where's my tim badge?" to me. now i would say she is less outspoken than i first imagined. get her drunk tho...) but this too happens rarely.
so, does this mean that i am quick to judge and unwilling to reevaluate a new friend's character? no i dont think so, but i do think it means that your first impression will have a profound influence on me.
what about those people whom i have met whilst incredibly intoxicated so that i can not actually remember my first impression of them (and this has happened a few times)? well these people remain first impression-less. rather, my impression of them has been built up over a series of rendez-vous and with each encounter i have gotten to know them a little better. this situation makes me more comfortable. sure their first impression of me was as a sloppy, classless trashbag, but i am not bound to one impression from which i draw all subsequent oppinions about me.
solution: when meeting new people, first get as drunk as possible.

and so it begins

2006-10-31T00:16:00.000+11:00

two things happened to me today.
firstly i remembered that i had a blog. then, i remembered that mark has a dreadded "dead blogs" list on which i did not want my blog to appear. then i realised that mark's last blog was on 29th july and i got over that fear.
secondly i decided that i want to start blogging again, so i read my old blog over at livejournal, which i abruptly stopped using Dec. 05. i realised i used to be interesting (and addicted to quizzes so i did this:

Your Hair Should Be Red

Passionate, fiery, and sassy.You're a total smart aleck who's got the biggest personality around.

What's" Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

which was fun. appropriately red is the only colour other than brown that i have ever dyed my hair) and now i long to again write an interesting blog. so i took the good bits from my old livejournal and added the magic of digital camera and boom i now have the potential to be interesting (which will hopefully pick me up a man!) so kiddies, brace yourselves!

ben ben ben ben ben ben ben

2006-10-09T16:56:00.000+10:00

twin peaks

2006-08-24T09:45:00.000+10:00

Denise: How old was that girl?!
Cooper: Denise, now that you're a woman, I didn't think you were interested in girls anymore.
Denise: Listen Coop, I may be wearing a dress, but I still put my panties on one leg at a time, know what I mean?
Cooper: ...not really.

YAY Chinese horoscopes!

2006-08-09T23:25:00.000+10:00

You Were Actually Born Under:

You are quick witted, charming, and bring luck to all who know you.
A bit greedy, you tend to go after what you want - with success.
Clever, you seek out knowledge... and eventually use what you know to your advantage.
You are very loyal, and you treat your real friends like they are family.

You are most compatible with a Dragon or Monkey.

You Should Have Been Born Under:

Resourceful and practical, you are a quick thinker.
You are very observant - and it's hard to get anything past you!
A total perfectionist, you are especially picky about looking your best.
You're a big dreamer - such a big dreamer that reality can disappoint you.

You are most compatible with an Ox or Snake.

What Year Were You Born Under?

pretty accurate really...

oooh baby

2006-08-03T22:47:00.000+10:00

this needs to be posted on as many websites as possible

Gold

2006-07-23T17:48:00.000+10:00

I found this on a website that has Beatles guitar chords, its an intro to who the Beatles were. it is so gold i had to post it:

There really is such a word as 'beatle', an implement for converting rawflax fiber into linen. But there was also a rock 'n' roll group calledthe 'Beatles' who, according to rhythm guitarist John Lennon, spelled'beetle' with 'a' because they were a 'beat' group - get it?This quartet of lovable Liverpool (England) moptops had some US successwith 'Mr. Moonlight' (1964) and 'Maxwell's Silver Hammer' (1969) - andeven toured the States on the same bill as the Remains in 1966 - beforesplitting up in 1970 to pursue solo careers. Bassist Paul McArtrey wenton to become a successful lounge singer. -- AWR

poo

2006-07-23T17:41:00.000+10:00

one day i did a poo that looked exactly like a penis. uncanny. dont worry i didnt take a photo, thats gross.

2006-06-21T12:37:00.000+10:00

*the facts*
I am	a very impatient driver. do not challenge me in a car park.
I can	texas hold 'em, hungry hungry hippos and connect four for hours.
I love	navy, nannas, tim (even if he is being cruel to me), chesecakes, flowers and books.
I despise	self-help books, magpies, tomatoes.
I appreciate	art of many media.
I know	and will teach you the difference between medium/media, datum/data and your/you're.
I often	want to kill; snobby bitches who work in shops, mothers in 4WDs and those who dont know how to merge.
I don't	much like tropical fruit.
I enjoy	swimming. especially nude. in fact, i enjoy anything i can do nude.
I worry	about those i love.
My dog	has mental problems, man.
My car	has an automatic gearbox, which has undoubtedly plotted to kill me before my 22nd birthday.
My siblings	are pretty cool.
I will	cook for you.
You will	rue the day you made me that ham and tomato sandwich

cheer me up time

2006-06-21T11:18:00.000+10:00

this is the cheer me up post, because i need cheering up in a big way.
let's see if this will work:

oooh getting there

even better

hello!

ok, jared's turn

mmmmmmm

ooooooooooooh yes. now fab

damn you drew barrymore!

conclusion: naked men + me = happier
and jared leto TOTALLY wins.

Pre-post semester blues(or happyness)

2006-06-06T10:17:00.000+10:00

Today I finished in one of my Subjects - Magazine Journalism. I thought that I would love this subject but I ended up on a bit of a low. I think I might have realised that perhaps I am not the greatest writer the world has ever seen. And that, perhaps, I have been living in a daydream.

But meh!

What is better than posting pictures of my future husband/lover!

YAY... He always cheers me up!

"Marie-Antoinette"

2006-05-12T10:34:00.000+10:00

sharing the love

2006-04-11T18:08:00.000+10:00

i havent blogged in a while and rather than whinge i thought that this time, i might share the love.
today, someone went out of their way to share the love with me and i was moved. in the cold, dark, hostile environment that i like to refer to as 'the uni', little more than blank stares from ipod-driven drones can be expected (If you really were expecting any more out-of-class human interaction, it would only be with the coffee cart girl,"Have a marvi arvie!"). Today however, whle looking for a carpark, i was assisted by a well-mannered young man in dark sunnies, who directed me towards the row with all of the free spaces - a very nice gesture. i smiled and parked my car. Turning to open my door i had the bejesus scared out of me as i found the shaded-man standing directly outside my car, obstructing my door. this is perhaps a rash reaction, except that 2 seconds earlier he had been 10m away.
it turns out he had run over to my car to give me his parking permit as he was leaving and realised i would need one. i was overcome with affection for the thoughtful stranger. that one kind gesture on a very lonely day, in a very lonely place validated my presence and i felt human.
i never feel human at uni; i too am a drone. i want more, but doubt my ability to do anything about this dilemma.
i think it is perhaps the dilemma of the arts student. Choosing random subjects all of the time, you dont really get to know anyone; you meet other students, but they dont stay for long and you rarely share a class ever again. One exception for me is Leah. i dont know her surname, but we share a passion for hare krishna food and scarves. she was in 2 of my courses last year and turned up in another one this semester (but shes harly ever in class). i really like her; she's very interesting to have a conversation with and we have developed a comfortable repitiore. the problem lies in the fact that she and i have other friends and outside of class, neither of us need the presence of the other. it is for this reason that i envy the on campus students and the course-bound students like the biomeds or the tourism kids.
i have no uni friends, this is the lasting fact. so if you see me around on campus, please share the love.

Critise Me!

2006-04-05T22:12:00.000+10:00

Tell me what is good or bad about this piece - as I am handing it in for assesment later.

What should I fix?

TELLL MEEE!

Stare straight ahead. Don’t even think about looking at your father. Keep your eyes fixed on the television screen. The show can’t last forever.

Sunday nights are ever constant. Offering roast dinners, banter around the table, inane questions resulting in answers already known, and after dinner settling around the TV watching period dramas on the ABC.

It’s the end of the night that bothers me. There is nothing more awkward as sitting through a sex scene with your parent. " Contains a sex scene" is the dreaded warning that precedes the program; the booming voice of the warning haunts me throughout the program.

When will this gratuitous sex pop up?

In silence we wait. I begin to wonder what my Dad is thinking. Whether the moments that we share will embarrass him and if he will leave the room to avoid the painful situation. There are some things that are unspoken and will remain unspoken between father and daughter.

At last the scene arrives. Unbearable silence. My eyes are fixed on the telly, I repeat my mantra "Don’t cough, Don’t move, Act normal". My father doesn’t move either. The ABC has changed. When I was young there was never any sex on our public broadcaster, now sex fills the ABC’s agenda, what sacrilege to show a period drama with sex on a Sunday night.

The three minutes of sex seems to last a lifetime. My mind is alert to any movement from my father. I’m worried about what he is thinking. We as children know, of course, that parents are asexual beings. It’s cruel but true: fathers have never engaged in intercourse.

And then it is over. The unspoken is never referred to; and it’s a relief. Perhaps forever we will fall into our routine, painstakingly avoiding these awkward situations, or at least until next Sunday.

nothing

2006-03-30T16:04:00.000+11:00

today is nothing. i feel nothing and ive done nothing.
ok this is probably not entirely true. ive done somethings:
1. went out for a long late breakky with sean and amy at grind
2. i got chunky andrew a 21st present (mark, matt and kiggles you owe me $11. each, not collectively)
3. i made him a card that looks like this:

Kaptain Kite, arch nemesis of
Captain Triangle, says “Enjoy
Waffles and have a
Happy Buckin’ Firthday! ”

4. i ate stuff
5. i sent tim the info he needed
6. i got petrol
7. had an argument with the librarian at charlestown library

i havnt however, done anything i actually intended to do:
1. my assignment to hand in tomorrow
2. read to catch up on uni stuff
3. watched spicks and specks that i taped last night
4. had a shower
5. done my washing
6. cleaned the kitchen for mum

i was so happy last night, i dont know what happened. i couldnt get to sleep tho, that never helps. plus, this morning i almost had a head on collision with a dickhead who thought they'd overtake a truck on my side of the road at 70km/h in a 40km/h zone (darby st).
the only other thing i wanted to do today was procrastinate. ticking that one off the list right now.

Wo is me!

2006-03-30T14:37:00.000+11:00

Arrghhh, today i feel like crap.

It is my long day at uni and my brain hurts. I just want to lie down.
And I hate that I make spellling mistakes. ( OH, the irony).

ANyway,
Here is what is in my pencil case today.

Two 'Stabilo Boss' highlighters : Yellow and Orange
Two 16 cm Rulers : One Clear and one that is holographic with the bird from McDonalds rollerskating on it
One blue Bic pen that always runs out.
Two Papermate Kilometre blue pens - my favorites
One flashly green-coloured, black-inked clicky pen
A stabilo fine point black felt tip
Three pencils: a red-coloured HB, 'Bubble Girl' pink covering on a HB, and a Faber-castell HB
A black Artline medium 0.6 ( thicker than the felt tip)
A Blue Papermate clicky-pen
A bic four coloured pen : Blue, Black, Red and Green
AND
Two Crappy blu pens stolen from the dept. of Education ALA my stepmother.

What a happy day. Wo, is Me!

2006-03-28T17:01:00.000+11:00

this is why my uni is dumb.
it is about 23 degrees outside, yet every building is airconditioned; the temperature of which is definietly under 20. sitting in a lecture theatre for 4 hours makes you cold due to lack of movement. added to this, air conditioning makes you colder. so i have to wear a jumper every tuesday in the 22+ degree heat and sweat my arse off outside so that i dont freeze INSIDE. possibly, this makes sense to someone, but after 13 years of catholic schooling where the norm was always freeze your arse off outside (because we are too cheap to build a hall) and sweat your arse off inside (because we are too cheap to air condition anyrooms but the staff room, office and computer rooms) i am confused.
procrastination over.

MUZZA!

2006-03-27T22:49:00.000+11:00

I JUST GOT LOST IN TRANSLATION FROM JB HIFI FOR $12.99 DOWN FROM $37.99 MUZZA!

yet another sad post

2006-03-26T16:38:00.000+11:00

Oh my god. this just made me so sad. i wish monty had never played that goddamn elton john dvd at work.

Blue Eyes

Blue eyes
Baby's got blue eyes
Like a deep blue sea
On a blue blue day
Blue eyes
Baby's got blue eyes
When the morning comes
I'll be far away
And I say

Blue eyes
Holding back the tears
Holding back the pain
Baby's got blue eyes
And she's alone again

Blue eyes
Baby's got blue eyes
Like a clear blue sky
Watching over me
Blue eyes
I love blue eyes
When I'm by her side
Where I long to be
I will see

Blue eyes laughing in the sun
Laughing in the rain
Baby's got blue eyes
And I am home, and I am home again

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Gary Osborne
Available on the album Jump Up

you say you're still in love and it's true what can be done? It's hard to leave all these moments behind

2006-03-23T11:50:00.000+11:00

I have to compose a body of work for my creative writing class. this is the problem one faces when electing creative writing classes at university. so i went hunting in my diary for poems that i have written previously, for to avoid writing any new ones.
this is the diary, which i began writing on my arrival home from germany in jan o4, but only began writing frequently in when i started going out with tim 6months later. subsequently, almost the entire journal is filled with feelings i had or have had, whilst not being allowed to any longer have them, for tim. it spans 24 months of my life.
anyway, i found 2 poems worthy of reworking and submission. whilst looking i found some entries (excerpts) which deserve reflection because, in the words of the shins, it is hard to leave all these moments behind. the blue writing is my thoughts/comments on the journal:

monday 27th june 05
He rang me yesterday and told me. He wanted to catch up, but we'll have to later on in the week. i'm not nervous anymore, but a little unwilling because every time i see him it undoes a part of me that i thought i'd sewn up, and it hurts. Now i'm thinking about him again.
...i don't really feel so distinctly. i hate it and i miss him so much.

sunday 3rd july 05 (2 days before mark's games night)
Tim messaged me to do something today. I rang him and said to go to newy beach cause it's sunny. he got there first. ha ha, i love that i wrote that. it cracks me up.
...i felt really close to him after being so far away for so long. NB: on the tuesday of mark's games night, it was exactly 5 months that we had been broken up. so i hadn't seen him for that long and was clearly so demented that i counted the amount of time for which we were broken up :p
we talked for ages. i ate his food. he still has his coffee black. when will someone be more perfect than him?

for those unaware, tim and i got back together about a week after mark's games night, four days after what would have otherwise been our 1year anniversary...or so i have written in the journal. this is a fact that i forgot immediately after writing it and im sure remains unknown to timothy. freaky tho.

5/10/05
Funny how i don't write about how sublimely happy i am...or not? maybe not, because i think writing is a therapy, not a record of chronological events. For the record however, i am so fucking happy, that i just said fuck.

ok so now the funny parts of the journal.
the first time i tried marajuana was infact 2 days 25-26th june 05 (yeah, late bloomer). we started a few hours before midnight on 25th to count down to amy's 21st on the 26th, but were so stoned that we forgot to keep counting and realised at 12.40ish that she was 21. lol. then we put the telly on and fell asleep quite content. on her birthday, at her after party someone pulled out a bong and we got into it again after drinking free beer and champers for the past 4 hours. this is what happened:
chaz greened out in the toilets of the northern star while others were doing shots. i was holding onto the had dryer pissing myself laughing at chaz.
random guy anthony the bottle opener drove us to loz's house this was infact the guy opening bottles at amy's very swish par-tay. he hit on my sister, so she said hey, DRIVE US HOME! but not before we got kebebs lol
jay and sean made out for ages cracking me and aimes up.
i rang todd at 1am REALLY gone. i dont even remember what was going on
loz and court passed out and i put phones in their mouths. it took me ages to work out what this meant, but i do remember me and aimes being VERY quiet so we didnt wake them, and the phones staying there for ages, cracking us up.
sean and jay gave me heaps of dares, all of which i did - including the phone-in-mouth one.
richard and sean spent about an hour sniffing my scarf, which did have the slight scent of my perfume, but was overcome by boy smell and ciggarettes cause jay had been wearing it (anywhere he could) for the last few hours.

oh my god that was so much fun. if youve put up with me for this long, ill let you critique my poetry.

On Saturday Afternoon

Wind-curls in my hair.
Gritty, tea-stained teeth.
It's sunny through the window,
I have new music
and i've never wanted to be
further from here.
Sock-eaten feet go cool
eyelids drag down and
my tea goes cold.
In a moment I'll be gone.
In a moment I'll be gone.

On Morning

Birds shriek in harmony.
Light lifts the corners of my curtains.
Distant alarms, motors;
Outside, my city is in motion.
Inside, my head is heavy.
Fading memories of nightdreams
crashing, slamming, pulling
breaking wakes me lately
forcing me into today. I stretch,
I sigh, I stand; ready for yesterday
again.

there you go. thankyou.

ye grapes

2006-03-19T15:31:00.000+11:00

today is so hot
today i feel lazy and energized
today im annoyed, isolated, content, hungry, lethargic
today i count both 2 weeks and 4
today i noticed that thom yorke looks a lot like johnny rotton
today i had another debate about socio- political- economical issues
today i actually washed my washing
today i feel pressure
today i should read more
today i want to make scones
today my sinuses are playing up

Tender is the night, by and by your side
Tender is the touch of someone that you love too much
Tender is my heart, that's screwing up my life
(thanks again Damon)

Muzza!

2006-03-16T13:10:00.000+11:00

Kate Murray < > Bill Murray
Hey maybe we are related????

drink me.

2006-03-16T13:04:00.000+11:00

I want to drink some nice white wine.

But NO I can't because:
a) I am on medication

AND

b) My liver count was up.

No Alchol for 4-6 weeks. boo hoo.

BUt I do get to listen to Jens Lekman! Who I Love!
"Can you feel the beat of my heart....bom ba bom ba bom ba bom bom"

I dont want to do anything...

2006-03-16T12:58:00.000+11:00

I really dont want to do anything. How boring, but when I do something my head hurts and my body aches. It is all sleeping at the moment and STRANGE and vivid dreams that have conversations in them that seem real.

Here is my sleeping explaination (what I sent my tutors):

I have post viral fatigue a result of having glandular fever. At the moment I am exhausted which makes it very difficult for me to come into university and/or concentrate.

BUT now! I am going to the movies tonight, ONE of my ALL time favorite things to do in the world! But the time have come to sleep before i see Broken flowers, yay... 6.35 at the regal if your interested.

how i wish

2006-03-15T22:27:00.000+11:00

im getting to the point where i say, "god have i already blogged today?" and realise that i'm talking to myself not, in fact to any diety and am consoled by the fact that yes, i truely am insane. not just addicted.
i wrote a few stories today, so ill post them up here for critique. but now, my sexy, giraffe-necked, very tanned, very drunk boyfriend *mmmm giraffe neck*:

oh shit the photo button wont work. hang on...

oooh there is a very large photo of tim with a mo. and now tim as a lifesaver (left):

now, that's a much better size isn't it kids. ok here he is as VB ninja tim:

ok theyre big again. last one, over excited, drunken, lanky tim (my favourite):

oh man. photobucket is THE best website ever. i'd better mention to any outsiders that my boyfriend and i live 750kms apart and these photos are the first time i've seen him in 6 weeks; hence the over excitement on my behalf with posting them on my blog. "Yeah, but no but, SHUT UP HE'S HOT ANYWAY!"
i had the best idea for a present for tim today. todd and i are going to steal it on st patricks day and post it to him. ill document the action in photos and post it. it will be fuckin great.

2006-03-14T22:43:00.000+11:00

I've been drinking
and I've been thinking of you
Now I know,
I know the snow will let me know,
I been trying
but I've been lying to you,
Now I know,
I know the time will get me through.

But any time I let you know
it's just a time to let me know
what it's all about

Rain falls for wind
You're only ever on my mind
Rain falls for wind
You're only ever on my mind

I've been drinking
and I've been thinking of you
Now I know,
I know the snow will let me know,

Rain falls for wind
You're only ever on my mind
Rain falls for wind
You're only ever on my mind
Rain falls for wind
You're only ever on my mind
You never ever have the time
When I see you smile

Rain falls for wind
You're only ever on my mind
You never ever have the time
When I see you smile

yeah *clears throat*

thanks luoke. i needed that today.

and fucking awesome movies.

we got a new dvd player and it works. and it records *excitement*

wes is fucking awesome.

if my life was a movie, he would direct it.

i would play me. greta sacchi could be my mum.

adam brody would be tim. tim reckons the kooee girl would be court.

ashlee simpson would be asha. mel gibson could be my dad.

ok so my cast is crap (well the last three are, greta is tops. and me and adam are hot)

but i have a fuckin awesome director.

and i would make the soundtrack rock.

2006-03-07T19:43:00.000+11:00

so ive reaquainted my love with thom york and his fantabulous band. the love was always there. it never left. i just ignored it while he wasnt present. funny how life imitates art and then other times (when i would be perfectly happy for it to do so) it doesnt.

im making no sense to any of you who may be reading this. i do apologise. im so incredibly tired. i would have had to have gone to sleep yesterday at midday and wake up tomorrow at 8 in order to catch up on the amount of sleep ive lost over the last few weeks. i love sleep. lack of it makes me want to spew. too much of it makes me sleepy. its a cruel world in which we live.

i took some really cool photos last wednesday while incredibly drunk at the brewser and custos. ill put them up as soon as i get them off my camera. my computer is stuffing up tho which sucks. not as much as the fact that my fucking dvd player decided last saturday that it would no longer open. thus stopping me from watching any dvds on the comfy lounge. pooey technology.

right. im off to:
eat loads of roast veggies with gravy
avoid sleep so i can read
watch a movie on dads lap top in my bed
eat my home-made apple pie covered in home-made baileys (cause theres no custard)
try ringing kate again
have fun with grammar for my class tomorrow (im a nerd, i love grammar)
check blackboard
call my dog by her real name, dirty pirate hooker

are you fracturing? are you torn at the seams? would you do anything?

2006-03-06T08:50:00.000+11:00

you know when you have heard a song a thousand times and then all of a sudden you hear it again, but this time there's something there. you notice every movement, every intricate complexity of the sound, the hummmmm of the bass and the thump-ting of the piano and you realise, this is a bloody masterpiece. that just happened to me at 8.33 this morning after owning the cd since its release in 2003. all i have to say is fuck yeah

carrie bradshaw knows good sex*

2006-03-04T10:24:00.000+11:00

you lovers look ugly when you're apart
but together you're very good looking

and how every little thing anticepates you

2006-02-21T13:43:00.000+11:00

I decided today that i hate uni. first day; fucking hate it. i got here 10mins early and had to contend with 5 million cars to get a park that was NOWHERE near the building i had to then RUN to so i'd get to class on time, which i didnt. stupid boring class finished 1/2 hr early, so i had to fill 30mins by sitting alone in the cafeteria. Then, i go to my next class in MC132 and halfway through the intro speech realise a sociology class has taken over the film room. it was my worst nightmare, except that James Dean Bradfield wasn't there wielding a chainsaw. So i get up and walk out, followed by menacing smirks and go to find my film class, which has been moved to the sodding chemistry building which is under sodding construction. Never having been in the fucking chem building before, i searched frantically for the theatre as i was now 10mins late for the lecture. theatre found. a message on the board reads "no screening today, lecture at 3pm" FOR FUCK'S SAKE! WHY NOT HAVE THE LECTURE AT 1PM SO WE CAN ALL GO HOME 2 HOURS EARLY???!?!?!! so, at the risk of actually turning into mark, i decided to waste 2 hours on the internet killing celebrities. so far ive killed orlando bloom, makauley culkin, that band that justin timberlake was in, whitney houston and lindsay lohan, but this one was the best:

What stupid celebrity are you destined to kill? by daydreamer8852
Name
Birthdate
You killed
With a
On	November 9, 2014

Quiz created with MemeGen!

die hillary scum.
other than uni being completely fucked im overly emotional at the moment because of phone conversations, late nights and actually having my period this month.
im considering getting in the car and headding north forever.

new tea

2006-02-21T13:29:00.000+11:00

I have decided to recreate the tea party. This is why all of the old posts are gone. You who are (and those who wish to become) members maintain (and may obtain) this status, but im going to use this as my personal blog (cause im honestly sick of LJ).
Your membership status allows you to comment on my blog page, rather than the comment pages, if you so desire, and to continue threads that i begin. Also you guys can post photos, poems, quotes, suggestions, etc. onto my page that you would like to share with me.
I'm going to put the kettle on.
Happy blogging,
Ange