riot grrl

i want to help start a revolution.

i want to be the kathleen hanna of my generation.

i want to have a record label as influential and important as sub pop.

i want to be anything but boring and suburban.

Stuck in a train factory. Send help.

My train is stuck at green square station because someone is illin and we're waiting for an ambulance. The guard just asked if anyone on the train had a blood sugar checker. It's just like a bad plane drama. By the way, i fucken hate the airport tunnel

centre of the universe

dear built to spill,

please play in sydney. i really don't want to have to go all the way to the bottom of australia to go to falls.

 ALTERNATIVELY

 who wants to go to falls?! it will be tops with the camping and the built to spill and the hey hey hey.

my tummy hurts!

i haven't felt too flash all weekend, so when at about 5pm today, my head started to hurt, i decided there would be nothing better than a nap on the couch.

when i woke up at about 7pm, i felt like i was just about to puke. so i got up and went to the bathroom, but on the way it felt like it would be a much better option to sleep away the nausea.

so now it's almost 1:30 and i'm all sleeped out, but i still feel sick, but not sick enough to go and throw up all my problems.

cam whoring made easy

while my digital slr is totes awesome, i am reminded each time i go out on the town how big and bulky it is compared to point and shoot cameras. as such, i've been thinking about getting a small and cheap camera to throw in my bag to record drunken shenanigans.

last night i went to my favourite camera shop to have a look at models i'd seen on the interwebs. but i had no intention of actually buying something until i got my holiday pay* but then the salesman looked just like a young jason stephens, so how could i not buy something from him? [note to shop owners: hot + knowledgeable salesmen = profit].

i ended up getting an olympus mju 670 and not just because of the self portrait, or myspace, setting as demonstrated below:



*to the person who found this website by search for the phrase "i hate iinet" you are absolutely right! iinet are a bunch of cuntses. seriously, they told me it would take 2 days to give me my holiday pay. it took two weeks. and that was probably only because i had spoken to my manager, hr, and was calling payroll daily to find out what was up. and then when i spoke to one of my friends in perth who has also recently left, and he got his like the next day. fuxord.

troublemaker

it's late and i can't sleep. my window is open because my bedroom smells kinda funky, and all i can hear is my neighbour is moaning like he is about to die. i have no feelings of sympathy towards him. i just want him to shut the fuck up.

i want it to be 2000, and i want to be listening to motor ace and talking to tink on icq.

i want it to be 2003 and i want to be sending mez dirty text messages late at night

i want it to be 2006 and i want all my thoughts to be wrapped up in a boy.

but blah blah. it's 2007 and most of these things don't happen any more. i miss the tinker like hell, i send mez messages far too rarely, and there i've spent the last 6 months crushing on some boy with absolutely no result.

mr neighbour is still hacking his guts up and moaning like he's been shot. i should go put him out of his misery.

all my life seems to be about lately is facebook. adding more and more friends, making sure i have a hot profile picture and stalking people from high school. everyone i've found so far has a cooler story to tell than i do.

my life revolves so much around work. even at the moment all i'm really thinking about is that i have to be up in 6 hours to go to work. all my friends, just about, are work friends. the only time i go out is to work events/farewells.

but i've just left all that behind. i don't really miss it. i miss some of the people, but not the place. i don't know how i survived for so long in that place.

and i don't really know why i've taken a job which is like the next step up from what i was just doing. i have no creative outlet at all. well besides putting photos and pictures up on the walls of my desk area.

but really, what radio station is going to hire me. i finished uni in 2003. so that's 4 years of not working in the industry. the only jobs i could get would be volunteering, or in bourke. maybe i should start volunteering at one of the local stations.

i need to hang out with my friends more. or i need a boyfriend who will go with me to gigs and on adventures. and who will take cute photos with me.

i want change. i want colour. i want to be able to tell you about all the exciting things i do and see. instead of being emo at one in the morning.

i should stop. stop rambling. stop before i say something i shouldn't.

gone

a list of things i will [hopefully] never encounter now that i've left teh iiborg

-oe error 0x800CCC0D
-acw
-dlink dsl300s
-members of the provsioning team
-voip dropouts
-speed faults
-invoice alignment
-win98 plus internal modem
-"you've double charged me"
-it people reading my email


and i'm sure there's many more that i can't think of at the moment.

my new job, if you're wondering, started today. it was pretty chillaxed. training doesn't actually start til tomorrow. so i just sat with my desk neighbour and tried to get the feel of the systems i'll be using.

the bad new is that the interwebs is mad restricted. no gmail and no myspace according to my neighbourino. facebook works, but i didn't get a chance to check eljay. the good news is i get an hour lunch break. i didn't actually have anything to do today during lunch, so i took my sandwich to darling harbour and sat in the sun listening to tunes for an hour.

speaking of tunes, thanks to this website, i have just compiled a list of 90's bands i want to start listening to. excuse me while i get downloading.

presents!

so now for 4 days i'm unemployed. my last day was pretty relaxed, i did minimal work and had an hour and a half long lunch break.

my colleagues were nice enough to get me a goodbye present

i got shoes



with pandas on them!



because iinet is going to be full of sad pandas now that i've gone.

and sunglasses. hot sunglasses!

closing time

tomorrow is my last day at iinet. i'm both nervous and excited. i hate my actual job, but i don't hate the company really, and i definitely don't hate the people who work there.

my new job is a lot better. better pay, better hours, more responsibility. but i've still got that "zomg am i doing the right thing" feeling. everyone seems so sad that i am leaving. but i guess i need to do what's right for me, not for my friends.

i've just made a last day mix for my ipod, and i've arranged stuff to do with my favourite iineters; lunch with matt and james and drinks after work with hope. then on friday afternoon i'm having a big farewell shindig.

i need to write a goodbye email. i was going to do it tonight, but i don't know quite what to say yet, so it can wait for tomorrow.

in non work related news, the new architecture in helsinki album is boring. the best thing about owning it so far was hearing the girl at jb hifi pronounce it hes-linki. hah!

my mum told me that she is going to pay for my flight to london, then from london to new york, then from la to sydney. right now my only plans for the us, besides caws-stalking, are going to restaurants we don't have here. white castle, jack in the box, denny's, wendy's, red lobster etc etc. who wants to spend three months with me driving across north america?