kelly watch the stars.

is v festival the best festival in australia? judging by this
line up, the answer is yes. forget quotsa, or billy corgan plus 3 other randoms aka the new smashing pumpkins, it's all about motherfuckin DURAN DURAN. i'm more excited than a 24 year old person should be about seeing an 80's pop band. oh and air. air will be awesome.


i went shopping tonight to buy some black tops to wear with my increasing number of colourful skirts. i didn't find any, but here's what i ended up with:


- 3 dresses

-1 bra

-2 pairs of knickers

-1 nightie

-sunglasses

however i was strong enough to keep walking straight past the MAC counter, otherwise i'd be on the street right now whoring myself to pay my credit card bill.

sunday evening

my work's christmas party was last night. it was ok. it was run by the social club, which we pay to be a member of every fortnight. then we had to pay $10 to go to the party, which only gave us five drink tickets for the whole night. what a fucking rort. so being the enterprising young team we are, two of our boys went to kinkos and made photocopies of the drink tickets. fuck yeah, for an extra $2.10 our team drank in style. 


the best part of the night was the psychic they had hired. i'm not sure whether what she said was accurate or if she was just telling me what i wanted to hear. here's what she mentioned:


-with me only telling her my name she said "you've been thinking about relationships lately. it's so strong. you'll meet someone very soon, and it will be a major thing."


- there's someone in my life who's very condescending. who thinks they mean well but in reality it's completely opposite. i put up with it because i feel like i should, but really i want to slap this person. she said i should go ahead and slap this person and give them what they deserve. this describes my grandmother perfectly.

-she said early next year i'm going to realise how secure i feel.-i am going to go on a health kick and it will be quite successful. this one i'm wary about, it's the perfect thing to say to a chubby person.

-she asked who the gemini is. i said me and she goes no not you. someone with the initial s. which is one of my friends from iinet. she said he feels like he lacks direction at the moment, but it will be better soon. i sent him an sms saying this, and apparently that's exactly how he's feeling at the moment.

-apparently there's something from my past that keeps going around in circles. this will flare up one more time, and then it will solve itself forever.

-my mum's been a bit ill lately, apparently she'll be under the weather for a few more months, but she'll come through alright.

-she then said "you're planning a trip together? to america?" which is correct. she said we'll have a lovely time.

-finally i asked her if i'll end up in the job i want. she said "yes you'll open a shop. you'll have to duck and weave, but you'll do it" nice one. 

now to facebook. when i was little, from birth to about age 8, i was best friends with the boy who lived across the road. we were inseparable. but then we moved and i've only seen him twice between now and then. i was having an afternoon nap today and dreamt about him. i looked him up on facebook, is it weird that i add him?

spotted, funnily enough outside woolworths

pc load letter? what the fuck is that?

my boss is giving me the shits this week.

we're fucking busy as, after one of our main systems being down all yesterday.

so instead of doing something constructive, like say giving us a hand with the back log of orders, she walked around making sure everyone's bin was hidden under a desk.

colour is its own reward

when crowded house announced that they were reforming and going on tour, i was apprehensive about seeing them. i thought that there was no way it could be the same as before. but i wanted to go for the 13 year old melanie who never got to see her favourite band before they broke up.

and then i forgot to get tickets for the first show, so i figured that seeing them at live earth would be enough. but i'm so glad that i got tickets for the second show.

 it was just magical. there were so many brilliant moments. everyone around me yelling the second "whaddya know?" from mean to me. the impromptu version of it's only natural. the tea towels on sale at the merch stand. all the grey haired people around me getting down to distant sun.

 so many songs i thought i'd never get to hear live. like when you come and love you til the day i die.

and fingers of love. one of my top three favourite crowded house songs. i closed my eyes and listened to mark hart's guitar sing like i was the only person in the room.

 as neil played the opening bars of four seasons in one day he said to the crowd "sing it for paul. sing it for paul hester." and i welled up with tears. in fact i'm doing it again now. if only he could've been here to do italian plastic for us.

oh and davey lane was a very good replacement for liam finn as back up guitarist. he is looking good these days.

and i must mention augie march finishing with one crowded hour. it was haunting and beautiful and they were a perfect choice for opening act

some things

i have a wisdom tooth coming through. it fuckin hurts like hell.

i love the old dude from surfer's paradise on surf patrol. he kills me. especially when he's rockin the red speedos.

i did my first night of secondjob at the bar on friday night. it was pretty cool. i was in the cloak room. so i pretty much spent all night reading a book and playing ds. and everyone i talked to who worked there seemed really nice.

i don't get the whole melbourne cup thing. it's just a horse race. i don't care about horse races on the other 364 days of the year, why should i care now?

my mum and i are going to see crowded house tomorrow night. should be rad.