bone machine

ZOMG! the pixies. tomorrow!

i got a new modem today. it's made me quite happy. yay belkin.

and i got my hair cut and re-coloured. it's light brown and inspired by mariska hargitay circa 2003.

right now, i could go a cosmopolitan. maybe i should hit up that place in ashfield with the five dollar cocktails.

awesome things that have happened today

-i found out that one of the ring tones on my work phone sounds exactly the same as the background music in the second level of super mario brothers.

-i had the best carrot cake evah. and it was from the cafe in the lobby of our building. cue me turning into a massive hambeast.

- i couldn't sleep this morning because sinuses were all blocked, and then i got the hayfever. i just bought some sudafed that has cleared up both those problems. and put me in a world of happy.

Worky

At work's latest propaganda meeting they announced that we're going to start doing training via podcast. So we'll all get rad new ipods to help us learn. It was also flu shot day. I'm going to kill the wanker who thought it was funny to slap my arm. Twice

weekend update

i was going to vote below the line today. i really was. but then i went down to town hall to put my vote in during my lunch break, and i was hungry, and there was this annoying girl i went to uni with working there and i really didn't want to have to talk to her. i just wanted to get out and go eat. so i put a 1 up the top and ran away.

but now comes my favourite part of the whole election, the tally. this is my inner geography nerd shining through, but i love seeing what towns are in what electorate. i also enjoy seeing just how many former regional news readers are running.

day light savings ends tonight. the clocks going back an hour really is a blessing when one has to wake up at 6am to go to work. don't forget to check your smoke alarm too. preferably at 3am if you live in a block of units.

while i was waiting half an hour for my train, i went to that huge ass book store who's name i never remember in the galleries victoria and bought an estonian phrase book. phase one is well into action for my newly formed goal of being on a working holiday in the baltics this time next year.

tanan ja head ood.

furnishing houses into homes

there was just an ad on tv for bunnings warehouse. it featured one of the employees saying stuff like "zomg this young girl came in and wanted to build a bookcase. she had no idea. she didn't know how to use any tools or anything. but we helped her out and now she's all pro at bookcases. that's right, service and life tips with a smile here at bunnings."

what. the. fuck? i get that if you're some kind of home handyman, or have a basic grasp of how power tools work, that you might want to have a weekend project of making a nice book case. but if you have no fucking clue, why would this thought even enter your brain?

i'm pretty sure i speak for most young females in sydney when i say that if i realise that i need a new bookcase, my first thought is not "to the lumber yard!!1!" it's "eek! a trip to ikea. maybe i can also get some ice cube trays in cute shapes, and some candle holders, and a new rug, and oh my!"

Give up for australia

Goddamn. I just went to do a pre-poll vote, but the only place doing it in my electorate was closed. Motherfuckers. Now i have to leave work early tomorrow to make sure i get there it time. This greens chick i'm voting for better appreciate my efforts.

then the girl with one brain says you make no sense

after hearing ed and tony talk about it forever, i downloaded, and today watched shortbus.

i get why ed and tone take the piss out of it. it's basically porn disguised as an arty cinematic release. what i don't get is why so many people are fanboing over this movie. it doesn't push any boundaries. "ZOMG THE SEX SCENES ARE REAL!!1! *orgasm*" but zomg, the story line is boring. it's not confronting. it doesn't make you think. i saw bra boys with a friend last week. when we left the cinema, we spent the next hour discussing what we had just seen and the stories of the characters. the only thing this film compelled me to do after it finished was check imdb to see if that really was the chick from le tigre [and it was].

people put too much stock in sex. i don't get why it's such an issue with some people. not an issue as in they can't talk about it, but issue as in that's all they seem to think about. every thing comes back to sex. like they don't have enough dimensions so that every thing they do, every move they make, deep down maybe even on a sub-conscious level, is powered by their sex drive.

by the way, bra boys was good. badly edited yes, but the essence of the story was terrific.

but not a drop to drink

if you rearrange the last two digits of a water company in melbourne, you get our sales number.

today is the day all the old bitties have chosen to pay their water bills.

they get really narky when you tell them they've dialed the wrong number.

slide away

maybe i should just say fuck it all and move to talinn for a year.

attention female commuters!

- stop advertising that you shop at tacky little stores by carrying around all your stuff in a supre bag. invest in a tote bag to carry everything in. it will be bigger, more durable, and you won't look like a trashy skank.

-good for you if you bought something six months ago at kookai. stop using the cardboard bag that your top came in as a hand bag. buy a real bag.

- congratulations on beating the crowd and getting a stella mccartney trench at target. when you wear it the whole world will know that you're a cheap bitch who would never dreamed of owning a designer until they started selling them at discount department stores.

- finally, to the gum chewing bitch on the train next to me this morning who pissed me off enough to promt this fashion tirade: how much cock did you have to suck to afford that guess bag? it doesn't really matter what label your bag is, because your shoes don't match. and they're from payless. go back to fairfield.

custom title

i decided that for my birthday i would like customer number plates for my rolla. but what to get that best represents me as a person? i want to drive down the street and have people say "far out man, that chick is awesome!" here's the short list:



first we start with the name i use on myspace. ripped off wholesale from xzibit.



speaks for itself really.



unfortunately the rta doesn't allow exlamation points, so i couldn't have zomg!!1! and zomg1 shift1 is too long. but you get the idea.



my favourite band. now passing motorist can join in the choir of "who are nada surf?"

finally, i think i've saved the best til last. a homage to the best australian sit com ever produced.



unfortunately "nudge" was taken in every colour. i'd like to meet the person who has a purple nudge number plate. i think they'd be my kind of people.

comedy emo

oh god. i'm sitting here watching the episode of gilmore girls where rory graduates high school. and i'm crying my fucking eyes out.

DAMN YOU CHICK SHOWS!

how to start a fire

on the train this morning, the girl who was standing in front of me pulled out her ipod, and i saw she was listening to further seems forever. immediately i started imagining us being best friends, listening to awesome music together and going to heaps of kinda emo-ish but mainly indie pop shows.

but then she changed bands and started listening to something recorded by hillsong church. the dream had been shattered.

non-delicious fillers

last night i was dreaming about ed kavalee, and he was the first thing on my mind when i woke up.




what a lovely way to start the day!

house work mix tape

here's a list of 19 songs guaranteed to make you shake your booty while you get your clean on:

1. lighting the way - superdrag
2. don't go now - ratcat
3. it's 5! - architecture in helsinki
4. el scorcho - weezer
5. monkey wrench - foo fighters
6. white and nerdy - weird al
7. risque - cute is what we aim for
8. mean to me - crowded house
9. so what'cha want - beastie boys
10. girls and boys - blur
11. telecaster - the crustaceans
12. girls like that - custaro
13. bump - spank rock
14. say what - 28 days
15. it's tricky - run dmc
16. hurricane - faker
17. denise - fountains of wayne
18. nanny nanny boo boo - le tigre
19. the inner west - dave mccormack

public serivce announcement

ya'll sydney-siders need to come to this with me and evs.

to get a wrist band for entry call the electrical trades union on 02 9267 4844. a green wrist band to be on the oval is only five bucks!

come on kids, do your part for the unions and for rock music!

sunday evening

i just impulse purchased a ds. i was at westfield burwood this afternoon to buy a hair straightener. when i walked past myer i saw that it was having a closing down sale and people were going crazy for bargains and couldn't help getting in on the action. anyhoo, i was in the a/v section looking for queer as folk on dvd, when i saw animal crossing and got all nostalgic for my little character that had the same hair cut i did. the next thing i know i'm at home with animal crossing and a white ds lite.

however, i've spent the last hour playing with my nintendogs. aww, i missed those little guys so much. if you're on a inner west line train at about 8am over the next few weeks and you hear a girl saying dumb shit like "princess, jump!" that's me and my nintendogs.

i'm gonna go back and get some more games on pay day, and maybe the hair straightener this time. random splurging ahoy!

Every day i steal a car

I'm bored. I'm ready for a change. Ready for some action. I know what i would like life to deliver me, and therefore i have no chance of it happening. Ahh well to sleep now. Hopefully dreams of the caws await.

waaah continued

either i'm having an alergic reaction to the pain killers i'm on, or i've caught a stomach bug but OH SWEET JEBUS THE PAIN!!1!

wahmbulance

waaaaaaaaah! i fucked my back up. yesterday morning in the shower, i bent down to pick up my face cleanser and this horrible pain shot up my back. since then i've hardly been able to move. i'm walking around like tin man. last night i had to go over to tha field, and driving made it so much worse. so i medicated with kahlua and went to bed. this morning it's even worse. so i took the day off. fuck you work.

the most annoying part is that at 6am when i decided to call in sick, i thought that i would sleep for a while, then i'd be able to get heaps of stuff done. clean the house and go shopping for a birthday present for my mum. but now i'm stuck on the couch, the thought of moving is enough to make me want to cry. if you'd like to come over and join me getting drunk and watching gilmore girls, feel free cause that's what i'll probably spend the rest of the day doing.

the ten best concerts i've been to

argh, i couldn't narrow it down to just five.

10. something for kate - village fair bathurst, 2003

9. spiral stairs and gersey - fremantle, 2003

8. sidewinder - homebake, 1998

7. tism and dos dedos - the metro, 2004

6. dashboard confessional - enmore theatre, 2004

5. death cab for cutie and something for kate - the metro, 2003

4. custard and regurgitator - hordern pavillion, 1999

3. neil finn - the metro, 2001

2. beastie boys - hordern pavillion, 2005

1. nada surf - the metro, 2003

mobile

Postin from my phone. Not cause i'm anywhere exciting, but cause i'm bored. Get ready for a thousand posts from the train now i know i can do this.

my five favourite comedy television shows

5. northern exposure

4. ed

3. frasier

2. futurama

1. news radio

meow meow lullaby

the ferals who live in the house next door to my block of units got a cat recently. it’s a beautiful cat. however because the ferals are too busy calling the cops on each other to feed the poor thing, it spends all its time crying right outside my bedroom window.

when i came home last night, one of the dudes who lives downstairs was standing in our drive way filing his nails [i didn’t even ask, nor should you.] as i walked up stairs i heard him call out “here puss puss, come and get something to eat.” my reaction of course was “argh! you fuckwit. now you’ll cop it.”

except i was slightly off the money. when i left for work this morning, and when i got home this evening. the fucking thing was outside my door. the fuck cat? i’m just an innocent bystander!

in other news i spent way too much money on make up tonight. stupid clinique gift with purchase time. never fails to suck me in.

i also bought a book written by a guy, bernie matthews, who used to post stories on the prisontalk forums. it’s about his times in hellish new south wales prisons during the 70s.

i love crime stuff. i’m also currently reading a book about brenden abbott which is really interesting. and i have a sick fascination for australian crime, in particular the anita cobby murder and to a lesser extent ivan milat and the back packer murders.

but even after all that, this book is so hard to read. bernie seems like a decent bloke. i think it’s because of this, because i know that these things actually happened, that it’s so hard to stomach. i can only read it for a couple of minutes before i have to put it down.

i’m also totally creeping myself out by following this story while i’m at work. then i started reading about and listening to numbers stations and reading about broadcast interuptions. i think i’m trying to set myself up to never sleep again.

detective elliot stabler

what is it about this man that is so sexy? at first glance he's quite average, balding and a bit rough around the edges. but every time i watch svu, i find myself swooning.

i know i'm not the lass out there struck by the christopher meloni effect. but am i the only one who doesn't understand the attraction?

you know, i don't know if it's the actor, or the character he plays. detective stabler is the hero to damsels in distress all over manhattan, and that's hot.

either way i'm not complaining. bring on thursday nights on channel 10!