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Sunday, January 18, 2004

Sun, 18 Jan 2004 01:11:32 GMT

That's it, I've had it with this One Horse Town. I'm going into hibernation and hopefully when I come out of it everyone I know will have grown up.

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

Tue, 06 Jan 2004 22:34:11 GMT

dum di dum, it's been a while.

Ended things amicably with Joel the day after boxing day. All was well, and i didn't feel so bad because young Scott visited me and shed a bit of light on things. Joel is a nice boy, a real family man ;)

Went to Falls. Had a really fantastic time. Some bands were great, others were shit (Argh that fucking 72 song is the bane of my existence). I was particularly happy because all my friends (bar little pippy) were in the one place so i could go around jumping on them inappropriately.

Lots of silly stuff happened but i can't relaly be bothered going into it, it feels like nothing more than a dream now that I am back to reality. Work to do, bills to pay and centrelink still haven't approved me, the bastards. argh.

Went and saw Return of the King last night with joe B and Patsy. Twas super, except the scene in the ned at the end where everyone in the fellowship are laughing reminds me of that bit in 'the winners' where french man says "All i want to know is, who will pick up the bill", and they all start laughing. It was so incredibly lame and unnecessary after all the cool fighting.

Sometimes, i wish i was a boy, it would make things so much easier, and I wouldn't feel bad about not having female friends.

Saturday, December 27, 2003

Sat, 27 Dec 2003 00:00:54 GMT

I keep getting sick at the moment, christmas eve was the worst when i got back from joe's house. I went to bed and fell asleep for twenty minutes and woke up at about 2 feeling really ill. i actually almost came close to throwing up (i haven't thrown up properly since year 12).

Christmas was nice but un eventful. I got clothes, money and a laberet stud so i can go and get pierced when i get back from the falls. Mum really liked the bird bath which is good.

Yesterday went to joe's house for bbq. Then got home and watched bad TV with patsy. Then (about 3hours late) i realised i had a message on my phone saying he was bored. I messaged back and he said everyone was at trout so i went down. The kicks were playing and they were cool. The Roobs were playing and they were even cooler. The Roobs features member (s?) from the Powdermonkeys. They were nice to watch play because the front man was a crazy dude. But he needs to deal with heckling better. Most hcking provided by Scott, quite funny. I hope he didn't sleep in the streets last night.

Anyway, after that went back to bens and ate goons slushies (it's a delicacy) and sat in his top paddock. They have a pony in their back yard. It bit Ben.

Then it all went weird....

Monday, December 22, 2003

Mon, 22 Dec 2003 21:01:27 GMT

Fuck fuck fuck i'm sick today. i'm going home real soon, before i barf.

Man this sucks, i really really really hate being sick. And i have no idea what caused it.

grrrr

Sunday, December 21, 2003

Sun, 21 Dec 2003 21:32:00 GMT

Goddamn i feel better now. Cup-o-tea and some bad santa chocolate has made a world of difference.

So here is m y fun-filled weekend.

Friday - had plans to go down to the Waggon and see Rentboy pay with the Roobs but no one would come with me and really, I was a bit sleep and had to get up at 7am for Gone South so to bed I went. Watched some of the Shane MacGowan Doco (sad) and all of the Liberace doco (even sadder in a crazy man sort of way, this man made his teenage lover have plastic surgery to look like him!!!)

Saturday: Up at 7 to get ready for gone south. Took up Jes and Mel. The festival was pretty bad. Got there, got in the gates. Checked out the backstage area to figure out the best place for getting interviews. Proceeded to walk to the local stage>toilets>food>shady spot under a tree all day. The vibe ws really really bad..acutlaly it was non-existent. Supposedly 7 thousand but it didn't feel like that many at all. Argh when will Touber give up? I don't want it to end, I think Tassie having it's own festival run by and for the state is a great idea but the man obviously doesn't have a fucking clue.

The highlight of the day was definitely 1200 techniques. Thanks to Stef I have really been getting into aus hip hop and while they are not the best of the bunch they were the first band of the day that people really seemed to enjoy. Managed to get back stage and had a chat to Jason.

Left basically straight after that. Spotted Enola Fall going in the front gate just as I was leaving, talked to them later (well Matt) and heard it was pretty fucking crap for them)

Got to Stay South. it was at the Doghouse, possibly the dodgiest pub in Hobart (although the regulars that make it dodgy clear out on band nights) and I guess there was about 30 - 40 people there. This was the best local gig I had been to for a long time. Everyone was really up and nothing really seemed to be fucking up. Changeovers weren't too long and all bands played really fucking well.

highlights

The Horror - Without being biased I thought they were awesome. I had seen them at Origorama before but they were drunk (and so was I) so that doesn't count. they managed to stay reasonably sober all day and they played really well. It made me happy

howarcide: Fucking hell. It's a pity their drummer lives in Melbourne, I would like to see these polite young lads play more often.

Karaoke for my Shadow: Don't think I stayed for it all, and had heard about their talents from an ex friend of mine, I was quite impressed with these guys as well.

frontline choir: Not really my cup of tea but seemed to go down really well.

Didn't catch Rentboy but i'm sure they rocked (;))

Sunday: Got up late and went around to Chris' for a BBQ. It was bareable but I left after a couple of hours. Went home, got stoned and watched a doco on silent movies. Fell asleep. Woke up and ate some dinner and som raspberry lamingtons (don't!). Went back to sleep again.

I am paranoid about boys though. I wish I was a mindreader and I wish *they* were mind readers too. arrrghh.

Sunday, December 21, 2003

Sun, 21 Dec 2003 20:36:45 GMT

Monday again and only 2.5 days of work left. Thankgod. Except I feel super super ill this morning. Got really stoned last night but i think it was the raspberry lamingtons that did it. arrrghh.

Will write more when I can think properly. Too early.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

Tue, 16 Dec 2003 20:24:11 GMT

Hmmm it's too early. It was extremely fucking hot last night but without video night or anyone else in my bed I managed to drift off at about midnight. only to be awoken at 4am by the butchers next door. I thought my car was being stolen for some reason, I almost got out of bed to check but i decided against it. When I woke up this morning I realised I had left my door unlocked. The only thing worth stealing in there is one half of a pair of Alannah Hill gloves but I can't imagine any bogans havin a sense of style, so it's pretty safe.

Today is a fun filled action packed day and despite my bad mood I think I am kind of looking forward to it. I only have to work until lunch time and then I will finish my Christmas shopping. i ahe to go into Centrelink and sort some shit out but then the Edge Radio BBQ starts at 4. I can't drink because I have to go down to the station at 8 and fix the website and then be home by 9 to meet people at my house. Then we will be pushing on to Mobius to see Enola Fall K Mason & Reflex Play. It should be super!

Fucking Touber hasn't sent me passes to Gone South yet. Not that i'm too worried, as I really can't be arsed going but it would be nice to meet the Church! Hopefully they will be there earlier as I have to leave at about 6, I think they start then so it should be ok.

Will be coming back down to see Stay South. Everyone should come, starts at 7 or something at the Dog house. Although the only person readnig this (hello Dan) is already going so it's kind of pointless but I like to feel like I have thousands of readers that log on every day just to read the accounts of my rather mundane existance.

*cue bad poetry*

Every one have a lovely day, maybe i will finally find the Christmas spirit.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

Tue, 16 Dec 2003 02:26:42 GMT

Boy still suck.

They are emotionally retarded and physically challenged.

On another note, i am eating a nice fruit mince pie thing that Patsy made. They are tasty tasty and are stopping me from falling asleep at work.

I am in a band now, I can't really play my instrument very well, and we have no name nor do we know what sort of music we are playing but it should be fun. Although playing a gig will be super scarey because Hobart is not a fun place sometimes. Once again, because boys suck.

Tonight is video night, but all I want to do is sleep. Maybe I wont go, it would be nice to have an early night.

Argh I want to vent, but who shall listen, it is not fit for such a public forum.

Fuck.

Monday, December 15, 2003

Mon, 15 Dec 2003 21:10:09 GMT

boys suck.

Monday, December 15, 2003

Mon, 15 Dec 2003 00:47:23 GMT

What a lovely weekend I had.

Friday night myself Jes, Joel and Patsy made our way down to see Gasoline Queen play. I really liked them lots, particularly because this time it didn't hurt my ears to listen. They supported the Revtones but we couldn't be bothered staying to listen, I feel bad now, I heard they were good, but instead we went to my house. Hannah was away in Sydney. We had a semi little party thingo sshhhh. Samara came back with us and we drank much goon and started *the* drinking game. Pat then joined us, and then Ben and James and Matt came down from the gig, but the pikers (well except Matt) didn't stay long. Then we drank more and more and then David and Raph and Ben came and visited, then we drank more, then they came back and went on an adventure. Joel and I decided to stay at home and entertain ourselves ;) but were rudely awakened by a very pissed Marting and a dude known only as my comrade at about 3am looking for Moller. I called up David and apprently they were being harassed by bogans so I sent Martin after them. (the comrade was Xavier, Eamonn's bro apprently). Then I went back to bed..and that was friday!

Saturday was less entertaining as I attempted to mop up the red goon off the new carpet (you can't even tell!) But I went down to the last gig at the Goodie and saw the Stinky Bitches play. They rocked in a totally pissed and unprofessional sort of way, which is why they rocked. WE couldn't be arsed staying for Sex Drv so we went home. We had plans to drink but as usually happens. Samara got sick and went home. Joe was shitty and went home. Leslie went home also. So we went to bed.

Sunday I went down to South Arm to visit Atlas (see left) he is much bigger now but it having a great tiem with the four other cats and two dogs down there! We felt like the Famous 5 stopping off for muffins and milk at Aunties house before getting back on our bikes to cause some mischeif.

then I went and saw K Mason and Bob Log III at the Repulik. I hate the Republik but it was a very awesome night.

That is it.