escapade updates

so two events to catch up on.

first is from a couple of weeks ago when a troupe of us went to ma gallery. kate was incapacitated due to reasons unknown (the marijuana times) and was caught spewing in the gutter. definitely glad to have her known as my friend in public.

so here's a tribute to kate greening out:









yes we just stood there laughing at her and sticking our phones in her face. best. friends . ever.

then she passed out in my bed and i drew on her face.



don't green out around white friends. learn from chapelle.

second adventure! tully, kate and i caught wind of this 24 hour kmart rumour that just so happens to be true! and right next to a 24 hour maccas! COULD IT BE MORE PERFECT.
so we spent an hour there buying work clothes and sweaters for tully and dvds and bubblegum machines for me. kate just stole some candy.
this is how we do:







then we ate maccas and did crosswords.



the end.

ps. happy birthday me!

hate to say it

but fuck, i just want a fucking connection with someone. anyone! preferrably someone attractive. bonus!
some stimulating conversation; similar interests; something NEW.
godDAMN.

our recent escapades

slumber parties with kate: this is what you get.

bromance/homance

checking in!

i am now officially blonde! i have the blistered scalp to prove it.
two bleach jobs, two toner jobs and a re-dye and i'm finally not yellow anymore.



more mobile photosss, they're just too fun.

so anders found a pair of ripped girls size 9 jeans on the side of the road the other night and decided to cut them into short shorts before he went out for dinner with his family at tony roma's. (real swank steakhouse near darling harbour - good fuckin ribs.)
simon models the outcome:



and apparently thats vegemite on his shirt. i dont believe him.



here is a picture of a fly on my can of coke. we were so out of it that day, and that fly was there. hence, a photo of a fly in my phone.



here is the bike i want.
and it just so happens to be my birthday next week.
c'monnnnnn internet stalkers!







dooooo it.

went for a smoke with boxhead and steve tonight. two very fine men.
*one fine man and one jedi-in-training.





my purse comes to life!



boxheads dark chocolate easter egg/my life companion.

no more to share. ni ni's.

i'm a piece of shit.

discuss.

little shadow

changed my mind.
it's not that bad.

it's blitz!

does anyone like the new yeah yeah yeahs? cos i don't.

here are some things off my mobile that have happened recently.

1.

this is the guy that mows our lawn with his dad. he is cute. i am a stalker.

2.

kate digs firemen. this firetruck drove next to me and i had to take the opportunity to photo it and sms it to her. she creamed herself.

3.

his plates read "XBOOMX". need i say more.

4.

just another quiet day in lane cove, kate and i minding our business...old mate walks up to us and starts laughing his head off. then he walks away and we're left stunned.
then he comes back and points #5 out to us.

5.

"ha ha ha you can see his bum! ha ha ha"

6.

then rod stewart walks past, getting ready to set up shop.

(note: we later found out that he is actually a she.)

7.

then missus walks past with her pants up high and her two different shoes on. its the homey ped vs masseur wars!

8.

then back to kates for a sleep!

9.

kate and her bffl facebook irl.

10.

the stockings i bought for kate! with guest appearances by kate's lovely legs.

11.

and finally, the dreaded yet necessary releasing of the security blanket. one bang down. carpark haircuts rprsnt.

that joke isn't funny anymore.

i need to learn my fucking place.

morrissey, save me.

nietzche once said..

"what doesn't kill you makes you stronger."

but he's dead so wut.

escapism.

i've started watching the entire oc again.
a sign that nothing in my life is going all that great right now.

drooby

for those who are friends and acquaintances of drooby and have still not heard or were wanting an update on his situation, i'll lay it out for you.

last saturday night he, and some friends, broke into a public pool. drooby dived in without realising how shallow it was and broke a few bones in his back and completely messed with his spinal cord. he also took in alot of water and as the result of that, has pneumonia.

he is currently at the prince of wales hospital in randwick, and the last time i saw him (tuesday i think?) he was still in the intensive care unit. he went under the knife where they took out the broken shards of bone in his back and grafted some bone from his hip into his neck, also putting a metal bar in his neck to allow for support. when i went to see him, he was awake and had just had the tubes pulled out of his face, which he was very happy about. he showed me he could move his arms and said he could slightly feel movement in his legs which is an amazingly optimistic sign just two days after an accident like that! he looks hopeful, and i think that if you know him, you'd know that if anyone could work themselves out of this, it would be drooby.

he is doing physio to treat the pneumonia and is to be out of ICU when that happens (he may have already been moved to his own private room) so i suggest that if you have the time, go and visit him! take photos or cards or letters or anything that just shows that you love him.

if you have any questions, let me know.

closed hands, open arms, hold nothing.

i can always tell when i'm not wanted, and i'm starting to feel it with you. i guess i'm just a little surprised because i haven't reached that stage yet, and i almost feel like i'm being left behind, or i'm in the way or intruding in your life. i know that at some stage i was prominent in your day-to-day but now i feel like i'm not necessary anymore.
it sounds sad, i guess it is for the most part, but i've surprised myself lately at how strong i've gotten, mentally, over these past couple of months.
strong or closed-hearted: debatable.

all this late-night overthought nonsense put aside, i'm excited for you. i've seen change- however slight, and strength - however subtle, and you know (constantly) that i am and always will be here for you.

eastern glow

i feel happy today, almost as if i've found a little drive in my life.
i'd like to get used to this mentality.

meatfest 09

met up with kate and lecricia and we went to exquisite corpse at oxford art factory tonight.
the theme was 'metal' with nigga faggot jesus band, chemical deth and our all time favourite taipan playing. would've enjoyed the night if it weren't for the following:
- meat all over the floor
- pig hooves being thrown around (hitting lecricia in the head)
- a real-looking fake exorcism happening throughout the night
- gory-as-fuck footage of shit being projected on the feature wall (war prisoners being shot in the face, guy-on-guy porn, asian gore cannabilist movies etc)

had to go to the bathroom a couple of times, thinking i was going to be sick.

the exorcism wasnt so bad, it kept my attention away from the flying meat, and it was fun trying to decide whether or not it was legit.

all in all, it was like attending a regular devil-worship cult meeting.
the police stopped in to see what the fuck was going on, and their faces said it all.
"what the fuck is wrong with these kids"


or maybe i'm just not metal enough.
{here's a little summat summat i made for fraser.}

an itch i can't scratch (note: possible melanoma?)

i need colour in my life!
somebody teach me to use colour!

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