Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Bert and Ernie take on MOP

Wow...

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

ARGH. google seems to have updated its search thingy a couple of days ago.



so now i'm getting near a thousand hits a day from people looking for pictures of america ferrera, and that woman who made her own twin sex doll.

if i take the pictures down, will the hits stop?

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

so yeah, it was the catalyst for a weird day.


weird in a good way.

i went on a 10-hour date. and it was wonderful.


in other news, j and i are searching for a new place to move into। we're moving out on the 27th, as j is going overseas for a couple of weeks, and we're hoping to have a place lined up to move into when she gets back। i was planning on storing my stuff at mum and dad's for that period and staying with them until we had a place, but they're now telling me that they'll be expecting me to pay the same in rent as what i'm paying here - plus the studio (where i'd be sleeping) is full of their junk. like, old boxes of papers, furniture that needs to be thrown out, etc etc...so there's no room for me to actually store my things. i don't want to be paying rent if i'm ALSO going to be paying a storage facility at the same time to store my things.

so now i don't know what to do. perhaps i'll look into moving most of my stuff into a storage facility for those few weeks and...i dunno. beg borrow or steal a room off someone?

balderdash.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

getting woken up at 8am on a sunday morning


by a phone call from your gold coast ex of four years

because he's at the golf course and he's met a little old japanese lady who appears to be in some sort of trouble and doesn't speak any english

and you're the only person he knows who speaks japanese, so he calls you and asks you to talk to her


...really does set the standard for a WEIRD day.


*wonders what bizarre thing will happen next*



she was alright, by the way. her feet were sore. or maybe it was her legs. the word for legs and feet are the same in japanese.

oh and afterwards luke kept saying "how useful are you!" in this kind of incredulous voice, and i was mostly asleep so i couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

it was all very strange. anyway then i went back to bed and wondered if i'd dreamed it.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

the BPA: fatboy slim, dizzee rascal, david byrne, and lots of naked people.


enjoy!



the BPA - toe jam

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

jamie lidell appreciation


yeah...late pass me. i first tasted his music in a tiny snippet of hors de prix, during the cocktail party scene. one google search for the film's soundtrack later (unhelpfully, the actual soundtrack released by the studio only contains the film's orchestral score), i came up with this:





beautifully layered and textured harmonies. yummy.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

what if this is as good as it gets? ©



In January, I made him promise me that he would quit smoking. When I saw him again in March, he confessed that he hadn't. When he went back to Queensland I mailed him a packet of nicotine gum and a note saying that I would fly up to visit him if he gave up smoking.


Him: Hey guess what, four weeks off cigarettes.
Me: Wow, i am impressed, well done! I'm proud of you :) What brought this on?
Him: Not much. just decided.

(five days later)

Him: Still no cigarettes!
Me: Uh huh, but have you actually quit, for good?
Him: Ye have little faith
Me: You're forgetting that i'm a lawyer's daughter... Need to be specific.
Him: I have quit. I'm smoke free for good!
Me: So does this mean I have to book a flight?
Him: Well...you may not have to.
Me: Oh?
Him: I'm in melb for a week...but I don't know if we should catch up.
Me: Well you don't have to see me. I am glad you've quit though.
Him: I'd love to see you i miss you always.. But i always cause trouble.
Me: As far as trouble goes you're not so bad. I'd still like to see you. It's up to you.
Him: Maybe we could do coffee before i go.
Me: You don't sound terribly convinced babe...perhaps we should give it a miss this time



I remember Luke once (self-appointedly) referred to himself as the love of my life.

Really? That's it? That's all I get? Luke is the love of my life? The end, do not pass go, no correspondence shall be entered into...?

Fuck me. Honestly. If that's the best I'm going to get.

Jesus.

No-bloody-thank-you.

If that's true, then I got shortchanged.