Trapped In A Hole

Family.

2008-10-05T09:55:00.002+11:00

I hate it when family comes into my room and kicks stuff all over the place. Umm, hello? THAT SHIT IS RUDE! VERY, VERY RUDE! Do I come to your house and start kicking your kids toys all over the place and break them? UMM, NO!
Oh, and what annoys me even more is that the family member who did it DIDN'T EVEN WISH ME A HAPPY BIRTHDAY when it was my birthday. Man, I always ring up their motherfucking kids, and them, and I with 'em a happy birthday. Maybe I am just polite. Maybe they don't understand this whole thing we have called 'civility'?
And the worst thing, the very worst thing, is that the stuff that was kicked was an assignment for school. And now it's all fucked up. So I have to start all over again, even though I was two thirds of the way finished! ARRGGGHHH. My family fucking suck.

Bleh.

2008-09-19T18:05:00.001+10:00

I don't know what it is, but I've been feeling really shit lately. I'm going through one of those epic stages where I detest myself again.

Being a teenager sucks. Damn hormonal changes... *shakes fist*

Coiencidence?

2008-09-18T18:41:00.001+10:00

Mum suddenly has this thing about cooking. I suddenly have this thing about not eating.

2008-09-16T19:30:00.001+10:00

I'm the kind of person who is always behind the pack with finding new things. I'm possibly the last person in the world to make a Facebook account. Only just created a Flickr account too. And I've only just discovered The Kooks.

I'm sure I was going somewhere with this post, too, but now I can't remember. Suffice to say, I'm a little

IT AGAIN.

2008-08-15T10:18:00.001+10:00

Oh shit, I think I'm meant to be doing something but I've no idea what to do. Shit shit shit. Everyone else is doing shit. Fuck fuck fuck...
Oh wait, the guy next to me is surfing Google Earth. Everything's alright. It's safe to bludge again....

I can't even come up with a title...

2008-08-04T09:35:00.004+10:00

Oh my god. Just spent an hour reading about fucking JavaScript (in between checking my tumblr and surfing Oh Errol). I think my brain is going to explode...
Oh well, glad to know I'm not the only one giving up. The guys next to me are watching something on YouTube which has them murmuring things like "Oh, that's fucked!" and "He's flying through clouds!"

BOOORREED!

I can't believe you.

2008-08-01T20:14:00.003+10:00

Stuck at home alone this weekend. To try and make the angst abate slightly I'm going to throw myself into writing. And cleaning the spare room, because Adam is coming to stay with us for a few days next week... Which I suppose will mean cleaning the whole house, but I can do the rest of it during the week... The spare room is the main thing, because it looks like a bomb hit it... Oh, and because I'm being paid for cleaning it, I suppose...

Plans for this Weekend:

~~Clean my room - ie: organise bookshelf, tidy wardrobe, clean under bed, tidy desk, arrange teddys, wash clothes/sheets/towels, organise CD's. A MAJOR BEDROOM OVERHAUL!~~
Catch up on my French and IT work.
Do Creative Writing journal. Try and come up with a non shit idea for my 1000 word piece.
Try and come up with a cool design for a t-shirt, because I'm bored.
~~Clean the spare room~~/my bathroom, score thirty dollars.
Clean the kitchen. Because it's a shit-sty at the moment and it's pissing me off.
Maybe do some website stuff. Probably fail epically.

There's my weekend.

EDIT: Crossed out stuff I've done. Which isn't much.

In IT... While I'm meant to be working...

2008-07-30T14:53:00.002+10:00

I totally saw the most adorable guy ever on the bus yesterday. I think he went to Tuggers or something, but anyway, he was hanging around the luggage rack, and he was wearing a Divine Heresy t-shirt (eww) and was generally a metalhead, but he had the most gorgeous smile, and he looked like a cross between Jarno and a cute guy in the year above me at school (I think we all know who I mean). AND he sang the most adorable song ever about being BFF's with someone, and it had hand actions and everything.
I don't normally go all "SQUEEE!" over metalheads, but this guy was an exception.

The Lilac Time

2008-07-27T11:47:00.000+10:00

Oh, and just thought I'd point out...

2008-07-22T19:15:00.001+10:00

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RE: Lit. War and Peace

2008-07-22T19:05:00.002+10:00

We were watching a video in Literature of War and Peace about World War One - it was just some basic overview thing - but it had heaps of old footage, so of course it was going really fast (why does that happen? Can someone please explain it to me?). And these people were marching really fast into battle, and a girl (Fake Rachel, if anyone cares) turns around to the guy sitting in front of me and goes, "Oh my god, you're such a wanker!"
It took me a few moments to realise that the guy (who I will call Earring Guy) was laughing at the fast marching. I smiled.
Then, later on, the narrator says, "They lay panting on the floors of the trenches, sticky and wet." (Or something like that. You know what my memory's like. But I do recall it being hilarious.) I giggle to myself, and I look at Earring Guy out of the corner of my eye, and he's pissing himself laughing. Hello, I think I've found a kindred spirit!

I missed you...

2008-07-20T19:12:00.002+10:00

I like going away. It's good to go away, but it's even better to come home and go stationary shopping, and clean my room, and do all of that boring 'before school starts' stuff. I was so excited to go back to school that I brought myself a lunch-box. I never have lunch-boxes. With me, getting a lunch-box is a committment to take lunch, and not scab money off Mum every day. But I'll probably keep scabbing anyway, 'cause that's fun.

Umm... what else? I've got my heart set on getting a Saab for my first car. I need to get a job or something. I need money.

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD PELLE CARLBERG HAS A NEW ALBUM OUT IN AUGUST!!!!!!

>_<

2008-07-03T16:01:00.002+10:00

I've just realised that it's totally impossible for me to live with a 2 gigabyte iPod. I have 22 and a half gigs of music on here. Hello, that is ten times the amount of music that my iPod can actually hold.

So now I'm gonna have to sit here, unclicking songs just so I can update my iPod before I go away. Epic fail.

It's really hard to act like an angsty teen...

2008-07-02T18:22:00.001+10:00

When the only music you have available to play loudly is twee. *sighs*

I think I'd been binging on coke beforehand...

2008-07-01T18:25:00.005+10:00

This was the goal. To reach the top of that hill. That very tall, very steep hill. And to do it inside an hour. Our intrepid adventurer set off from home with nought but a mobile phone, a camera and a house key. She was out of shape though, and by the time she reached the mid-way point she was already dry retching, calves were aching and stomach tangled in a tight knot. She was going to throw up, she knew it. She wished she'd brought water.

She paused for a breather, turning around and snapping a couple of photos of the hills in the distance. Why had she even wanted to do this? Her head felt like it was full of cotton wool, and she couldn't remember. Oh well. She turned and kept on trudging doggedly up the hill. The valley was silent - everyone was either at work or at school - and she wished she'd brought her iPod. Which she would've done, if it had been charged.. Suddenly she came across a road. She had climbed further than the highest house on the hill, and now she had found a mysterious deserted road with some woman walking her dog along it. Since things were getting weird and she was afraid of snakes, our adventurer decided to take one last photo and then start her descent. Needless to say, it was much easier going down than it was going up.

Reasons why I should never be allowed to look after children...

2008-06-30T14:48:00.003+10:00

I got up to my cousins house at about six. Adam was on the computer and Grace was watching TV. That's what I love about kids these days; whack them in front of some electronic appliance, and they're amused for hours. Which leaves valuable book-reading time for me.

Eventually Adam got bored of the computer though, and dragged me up to his room to shoot Mexicans on his xBox.
"Take that, you Communist fucker!" He yelled as he shot one of them through the sights of a sniper rifle. I couldn't be arsed telling him not to swear - nor correcting that Mexicans were not, in fact, communists. I was too cool a babysitter for that...

Then Adam decided we should go watch 'Human Weapon'. Frankly, I've no idea what Grace was doing this whole time. I probably should've, since she's legally blind and has the mental age of a six year old...
But anyway, we were watching this show called 'Human Weapon'. It's about these two American guys who go around the world, learning different types of martial arts. They went to Russia, and basically everywhere they went they said, "Y'know, twenty years ago, we wouldn't be allowed here..." NO FUCKING SHIT. I mean, fine, it's cool to say that once - maybe even twice, just to make sure no one missed it - I MEAN, C'MON, SEVEN TIMES? SEVEN?!?!
Suddenly Adam says, "Damn Commies." Now, I have a fairly high tolerance level for people getting political stuff wrong, but I quite like Russians, and I'm not against the idea of Communism either. So the time had come to say something...

"Adam, the Russians aren't actually Communists anymore..."
"Really? Why not?"
And so me and my thirteen year old cousin (who aspires to be both footballer and Prime Minister when he grows up) got into a deep discussion about politics. It was strange. It was weird...

And then Grace, the ten year old, came into the room and asked to play a game. So I taught the kids how to play poker and blackjack. You can never learn to gamble too early. I am obviously the best babysitter ever, huh?

I'm sure other stuff happened too, except I can't remember and I'm too lazy to get my notebook out of my bag. But trust me, it was excellent.

Adam: Do you write down everything funny you say in that notebook?
Phht. Hell yes.

Pain is momentary, video is eternal.

2008-06-28T14:45:00.008+10:00

Am I the only one (apart from my cousin Emma) who watches, and loves, The Dudesons? Well, since I'm assuming I am, I'll give you all a quick synopsis.

The premise of the show is that there are these four Finnish blokes who are massive wankers, live in the middle of whoop-whoop, and run around doing stupid things. Putting it simply it's Jackass, except Scandinavian.

Anyway, Emma and I totally fell in love with the show the first time we saw it. I think our inner bogan was attracted to the idea of throwing darts onto a dartboard painted onto someone's stomach. After the first series finished I was gutted. What was I meant to watch now? Then, a couple of weeks ago, I stumbled across the second series. My life had meaning again.

But I'm not rambling just because I like the show, oh no. I'm rambling because I'm totally and utterly in love with one particular 'Dudeson'. Jarno. IlovehimIlovehimIlovehim. Srsly.

So, this is Jarno. And while this, sadly, was the best picture I could find (but also the first shirtless one! HURRAH!) is does show how painfullycute he is. And this time I'm not just liking someone for their looks. He's also got smarts:

Jarno directed, shot and edited our first two Finnish TV-seasons in their entirety. After that he has had other people helping him out, because he doesn't have enough time to do everything himself - But he would like to! In the beginning Jarno also came up with the most stunts ideas, althought nowadays we plan most of them together. via TheDudesons.com

And one of the other reasons I adore him is his shaky grasp of English. Sometimes he gets his words muddled, or misses out on words like 'a' or 'the'. Occasionally, after he realises he's done this, he'll blush a little. SQUEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

One of my favourite Jarno moments ever goes like this. One of his friends called Jarppi accidentally got splatters of paint on Jarno's car when they were trying to paint another friend hot pink (WTF?) when Jarno got a little pissed about this, Jarppi puts it down to 'collateral damage'. After trying to scrub the paint off his car (then looking at his bottle of turps questioningly and muttering "It doesn't come off..."), he decides to get some revenge by sealing up Jarppi's car with waterproofing stuff, and then filling it with water. But, because Jarno is a nice guy, he goes into Jarppi's room while he's sleeping, and wakes him up by screaming, "Jarppi, Jarppi! Something is wrong with your car!" Then he follows Jarppi outside and proceeds to piss himself laughing as he watches his friend try and open one of the doors using a crowbar.

See, that's totally something I would do. We're meant to be, right?

Anyway, back to the story. Jarppi figures out it was Jarno who ruined his car, so he chases him inside the house and begins to beat the shit out of him. The whole time Jarno is still laughing a totally adorable laugh ("Oooh-hee-hee-woo-hoo-heeeee!") and trying to cover his head. Then Jarppi and his two friends manhandle Jarno into a wardrobe, lock the door, and stick a large piano in front of the door. This is the point where Jarno says the cutest thing ever:

"You think this is good prank? I am not afraid of dark!"

He beats on the door, unaware that his friends have gone to destroy the one thing he loves (apart from his video camera) - his car. They tip it onto it's roof, wire it with explosives, and then, to add insult to injury, let Jarno out of the wardrobe (haha, so tempted to type closet) so get gets outside just in time to see his car being blown to pieces. Because he's really adorable and he loves his car, he tries to extinguish the flaming wreckage, pegs a fire extinguisher at Jarppi, and then goes inside to sulk, muttering, "I'm not sure I want to stay here anymore."

See? Totally cute. And what makes him even cooler, is, the bitch has facebook.

And that is why I love Jarno from The Dudesons. The end.

The Ninja Of Tidyness

2008-06-26T13:08:00.002+10:00

I think the school holidays are very similar to being unemployed. All I know is that when I spend more than I week home alone, I too turn into the Ninja Of Tidyness.

Monday, February 05, 2001
Worked all weekend on the site, cleaning up linkrot. A very nice reader named Dan George scoured the site for me and sent me a huge list of broken links, which saved me approximately ten years of time. Thank you, Dan.
Being unemployed gives you so much time to catch up on chores and errands. Who knew I had so many chores and errands? For instance, I finally sent out our Christmas cards this weekend, though it is now the beginning of February. This is probably some atrocious breach of etiquette that would make Miss Manners shoot milk out of her nose at a formal banquet, but I did it. I'm not ashamed. Just unemployed.
Also: our kitchen is constantly spotless. The moment a tortilla chip or spoonful of yogurt falls from the counter, my hand shoots out and silently snatches it up before it hits the ground, like Chow Yun Fat in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I am the ninja of tidiness. I am Crouching Taco, Hidden Dannon.
So Jade and I made little Christmas cakes for our relatives, to send out with the cards. Jade dropped some cake crumbs on the floor while wrapping the cakes, and I immediately sprang into action, doing some complex and beautiful acrobatics with a broom and dustpan, but was unable to get to the crumbs in time. "My clean floor!" I yelled, and chased her across the rooftops in our neighborhood, flying from house to house with the aid of a portable vacuum cleaner strapped to my back.
What is it that possesses us to take ownership of a floor after we have cleaned it? Jade soils it, and suddenly the floor is mine. Hey, wasn't it exceedingly generous of me to let my wife walk on the floor, which belongs to me? Perhaps next time we get in a fight, I will revoke her right to walk on the floor. "I forbid you to walk on my floor!" I will shout, commanding her to traverse throughout the house using grappling hooks and wires. Perhaps she would respond by claiming ownership of the room's oxygen content. Via Zug.com

We will marry, Y/Y?

2008-06-23T22:44:00.001+10:00

Lololol. I iz a perv.

I totally know what I want to get Mum for Christmas this year...

2008-06-23T15:50:00.000+10:00

Good Bye Lenin!

2008-06-22T19:58:00.004+10:00

I just finished watching Good Bye Lenin!. I'd been wanting to see it for years and years now (I saw a poster for it in a classroom once, I think that's what started it) and finally it was on SBS last night. So I recorded it, and watched it this afternoon, and it was wonderful. I won't give anything away, but frankly, you should all go watch it. Srsly.

Oh, by the way, am I the only one who reckons that the main guy, Alex, looks like creepy-weird Alex from school who I hate?

Alexander Kerner: [voiceover] My mother outlived the GDR by three days. I believe it was a good thing she never learned the truth. She died happy. She wanted us to scatter her ashes to the winds. That's prohibited in Germany, both East and West. But we didn't care.

I feel bad for not updating you latley, blog...

2008-06-19T21:24:00.003+10:00

But be assured, you are still my one true bloggy love. I'll update again soon, promise.

No, wait, that was Blur...

2008-06-09T16:03:00.002+10:00

Whenever I listen to The Hives, I feel like grabbing my guitar and smashing it against a wall... Or jumping into a moshpit and punching people in the face. Random acts of violence, really. The Hives always get me really wound up. Someone get me a denim jacket, please.

Then, someone like Jens Lekman will come on, and all I feel like is a hug. Damnit.

Yesterday I got so scared I shivered like a child.

2008-06-06T21:39:00.003+10:00

Ok, so life is borrring. I've taken to sitting in class and daydreaming... which isn't helping my grades any, but whatever...

Classes are boring, assessment is boring. Why don't we ever get interesting assignments? I mean, I could totally cope if we got questions like:

1992 is not about Justine cheating on Damon, but about Graham leaving Damon to become Alex's boyfriend. Discuss.

(Omg, seriously though, I thought this on the bus the other day, and I pissed myself laughing. Everyone gave me a weird look... O.o) So why don't we get good assessment? I miss high school. I miss primary school... Like I said some other time, I wish I could go into a Simm!Coma...

I just found a Christmas Beetle in my bedroom. Can someone please explain? It is nowhere near December. It's too cold for Christmas Beetles. THEY SHOULD ALL BE DEAD. But I just found one in my bedroom, so I crushed it with a baseball bat. DIE BEETLE, DIE!

Oh! My future-husband likes Peanuts/Charlie Brown. WE ARE SO TOTALLY MEANT TO BEEEE!!!

I used to get drunk on Spanish wine.

2008-06-02T21:18:00.003+10:00

If you were really upset, who is the first guy you'd go to? I dunno. Nicholas. Who is the first girl you go to? See, I never get overly upset. And when I do I just angst quietly to myself in my room. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you? Depends who it was. Probably not. Do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life? Frankly, probably not. Do you remember the name of your first school you ever went to? Waramanga Pre-school. And then Arawang. Then Stromhole. Now Can-braaa. Which year has been the best so far? Eight was pretty good. Ever found more than a dollar in a random place? Yep. I found fifty dollars in the laundry once. SCORE. Last time you laughed really hard? Not long ago, I don't think. Maybe today in French. I laugh hard a lot though. Last text message in your inbox? OK. Cya. What is your last name? Everyone knows what my last name is. Except for you, obviously. So you don't deserve to know. Do you know anyone addicted to any type of drugs? Yep. Actually, more than one person. How many kids do you want to have? However many I happen to have. What colour are your eyes? Brown. What is the natural color of your hair Brown/black. What is the closest purple object to you? A giant article about LCD Soundsystem that I ripped outta a magazine. Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it? I believe if you work for something hard enough you'll get it. Did anyone watch you the last time you kissed someone? Nope. BECAUSE I'VE NEVER KISSED ANYONE BEFORE. :O Have you ever kissed someone in a vehicle? Nope. Break someones heart or have your heart broken? Nope. Would you ever get a belly button piercing? Can anyone say INFECTION?!?? Eww. Are you a morning person or a night person? Depends what's happening. If there's something interesting, I'm an anytime person. Otherwise, fuck it. Do you snore? Nope. I do sleeptalk sometimes though. Do you know anyone who has gotten an abortion? Yeppers. What would you do if you opened up your front door to a dead body? Depends. If it was dead!Damon, I would drag him inside and have my wicked way with him... Kidding, kidding. I'm not a necro.... No, really... Do you like to spend time with people? Some people. Depends what mood I'm in, really. Are you hungry? Nope. And all I've had today is a Pizza Pocket and half a hamburger. *shock* When was the last time you did the dishes? Last week sometime. I got paid for it too. ^_^ Are you talking to anyone while doing this? Nope. But the Go-Betweens are talking to me. Have you ever thought someone died, when they really didn't? Opposite. I thought someone hadn't died when they really had. It was weird. Three feelings at the moment? Tired. Bored. Pestered. Got anything you regret so far in life? You should never regret anything. Are you listening to anything? Lloyd Cole now. Thank god for shuffle. What are you scared of? Nothing. I'm fearless. Last movie you watched? Around The World In 80 Days. Last song you sang out loud? I haven't sung in ages. Are you thinking of someone right now? Nopeeee.

Weird:

2008-06-01T11:29:00.002+10:00

Knowing someone online for, like, a year and a half, and finally speaking to them in real-time. WTF, plz? I hate not being able to think of what to say. I over think, and be all, 'yeah, I don't want to sound like a tool'. AND THEN I END UP SOUNDING LIKE A TOOL ANYWAY!!! Blergh...

And, as an aside, don't you get creeped out when things seem to happen as a big coincidence? I can't explain it...
Example: You're talking about some obscure band at home one night ---> the next day at school, you hear someone talking about the same obscure band... They've never mentioned the band before at school, and neither have you... ---> you're creeped out enough over this, but when you get home you turn on the TV, and a music video by the obscure band is on... WEIRD, HUH?!?!?! Stuff like this keps happening to me. Make it stop, please.

Oh, and I've just realised that weird is a really weird word. What happened to the I before E, except after C rule? Huh, huh?

Kitty scratchy bad luck away.

2008-05-27T18:30:00.003+10:00

Arrgh! I hate real life getting in the way of all my internet obligations!!! Actually, I hate real life in general. Sometimes I wish I could go into a Simm!Coma and live in some kind of bizzare alternate-reality dream kinda thing... *sigh*

I wanna make a new website, except I have no content. Arrgh. Because I know exactly how it needs to look. Random splash/entrance page, and then the main site would be this one column kind of affair. Really smooth... I can't describe it. But I can see it really clearly. Bollocks.

Anyway, I'm feeling ill and headache-y, so I might bugger off and crash out on the couch for a couple of hours. Avoiding my assignments in the process. Ace, huh?

One Flew Over The - Nope, fuck it.

2008-05-25T12:48:00.001+10:00

Meant to be writing my English essay, but I really couldn't give a fuck whether I finish or not. In an angsty mood. Blergh.

New layout though, if that counts for anything...

To be alone, with you.

2008-05-17T20:27:00.002+10:00

I've been convered to the Church of Sufjan-ism. After actively avoiding his music for +2 years, I've finally given him a good, proper listen. Or, at least, I gave Seven Swans a good, proper listen.
So, don't believe the hype about the Arctic Monkeys, but yeah, believe it about Sufjan Stevens.

Wait, just got fixed.

2008-05-14T20:07:00.002+10:00

Ignore that angst. Well, don't ignore it, because frankly I think it's a useful observation, but here is something which fixed my angst.
Pelle Carlberg updated his blog. Which made me happy, because I adore him, and his is one of the only voices that can calm me down when I'm feeling shitty and hysterical (apart from Eddie Vedder).

Stay far, far away from people you admire...

2008-05-14T20:03:00.001+10:00

Because it hurts when you realise they're wankers...

braves the London traffic

2008-05-12T18:29:00.005+10:00

List of names to call children (if I ever have any):

- Carolla.
- Honda.
- Camry.
- Steven.
- Prosper.
- Jeff.
- Eleanor.
- Tate.
- Alima.
- Joan.
- Alexander.
- Alexandra.
- Neal.
- Stalin.
- Lenin.
- 6.
- Richard.
- Robin.
- Allan.
- Guy.
- Much.
- Will.
- Djaq.
- Marian.
- Lol.
- This.
- Is.
- Getting.
- Dull.
- ..

Aunt.

2008-05-06T07:35:00.002+10:00

I recenlty got into Facebook. A fair few members of my family are on there. All three of my aunts, one of my uncles and my cousin.
But one of my aunts has added, like, every application known to mankind, and invites everyone to them. Which I find alternatley hilarious and irritating...

story of my life. it's weird- one moment you're writing this in your diary, the next minute you find it in a morrissey song.

2008-05-04T13:52:00.003+10:00

Why do I always equate Morrissey with the Anglo-Irish conflict? Not even any of the songs he's written, just his voice. I hear Morrissey's voice, and I start thinking about the IRA or the UVF or shit like that. On a weekend that pisses me off. I SHOULDN'T BE FORCED TO THINK ABOUT SMART THINGS ON THE WEEKEND!

Speaking of the Anglo-Irish conflict, - Nope, fuck that, let's talk about Morrissey. Morrissey is far more interesting.

I've been in a Morrissey mood all this week. And on Wednesday I got some new Morrissey CD's. Which are quite good. You can never have too much Morrissey. But on Good News Week on Monday, they were talking about a vibrator/iPod kind of thing, and Chris from the Chaser made a joke about a vagina who listened to the Smiths and became depressed. It me giggle. And I think that was what set off my Morrissey week.
I do quite enjoy Morrissey.

Umm... What else? School is shitty. I considered dropping out last week/this week. WTF? I was in some shitty angsty teen mood. I thought I didn't get them, but apparently I do. I had everything planned out though. I was gonna drop out of school and get an apprentiship or something... Which isn't paticularly planned, but y'know...

I'm happy again now though, which is cool. I have a new internet crush. (He looks like Michael Tighe O.o). I've actually gotten some stuff done this weekend in the way of websites and assignments, which is good. And... I dunno... Everything is coming together, it seems. Even though I know everything is still the same. Everything is still the same - only better. And slightly more surreal.

There are 1.2 million pensioners out there, silently screaming for help.

2008-05-01T16:27:00.003+10:00

Holiday Notes:

I'm a coke addict. First thing I think about in the morning is how I'm going to get my next fix. Where will I score? Will I be able to afford it? What'll I do if I can't get a hit?
I need it. If I don't have any coke then I feel like I'm dying. I can't concentrate. I'm jumpy. But the minute I have some... shit, I get such an intense high. I feel like I'm flying. I can do anything; climb mountains, steal children. It's the only thing that gets me through some of my doubles. But there are downsides too. It makes me go crazy. I get mantal, and jump off chairs and benches, and get shot at by fifth graders with tommy guns.
I'll take it. I don't care if it's pure or what. Any coke is good coke. Fuck, I'll even drink Cherry Coke, if I get desperate enough...

I was walking through a shopping center in New South Wales, and I glanced in at Supre. AND THE FUCKING MANNEQUINS HAD NIPPLES ERECT ENOUGH TO TAKE OUT A SMALL CHILDS EYE! And they were huge! It's gross. This is in a store which markets to TEENS AND PRE-TEENS... Eww...

Dream: I was walking around Fisher and saw Alex Parish and Gryff and Caleb and Tim and Jacob standing around on the stairs near the shops and they were all wearing capes. They were all, "Lolz, lets follow Caitlin home!"
So I started walking in the wrong direction & they followed me, but then they got bored and stopped. I started following Caleb up Ballarat street, and suddenly Chicken Man turned up, and I was walking along talking to them. Then Daniel turned into Ryan V, who gave me a big hug. And then I got scared and was kinda whimpering, and then I ran away.

OMG. James Nesbitt has naturally curly hair! (I have no idea where this came from. It's just written in big, happy letters in my notebook...)

Dream: Banks got blown up. I was watching from the top of a hill. There was this enormous explosion, and a mushroom cloud.

Dream: Someone had given me tickets to a Jens Lekman gig, and I went into Woden to find the place where it was, except I couldn't find it. There were all these people from Mapleleaves.se, and some from school. We couldn't figure out where it was. Then Jens turned up with a marching band and led us all into this little underground club and started playing. Kristen came up to me and said she was only there because the alcohol was cheap.

I like holidays, but I'm glad to be home.

I Like Cheese.

2008-04-29T08:02:00.001+10:00

This is totally a sign that me and Alex James are meant to be...

A Flickr Meme.

2008-04-27T15:31:00.002+10:00

1. go to www.flickr.com
2. type in your answer to the question in the "search" box
3. use only the first page
4. copy the html and paste for the answer

What is your first name?

What is your favourite food?

What school did you go to?

What is your favourite color?

Who is your celebrity crush?

Favourite Disney princess?

Even though she's not technically a princess...

Favourite drink?

Dream vacation?

Favourite dessert?

What do you want to be when you grow up?

What do you love most in life?

One word to describe you:

What do you dream about?

I've been neglecting you. Sorry.

2008-04-08T19:06:00.002+10:00

Here's an epic catch-up blog for you.

Dream: Jens Lekman was playing at the Big Day out, which was at Woden Interchange. I was really excited and Mum was there with me (he was playing platform 2 if anyone cares). While we were waiting for him to start we went and saw Morrissey play. He had a DJ booth and there were only about fifty people there. He started throwing stuff out into the crowd. He threw fantails, packets of Earl Grey tea and t-shirts. AND ME AND MUM GOT SOME OF MORRISSEY'S FANTAILS! Win.

I will stop eye-raping men on buses. I will stop eye-raping men on buses. I will stop eye-raping men on buses. I will stop eye-raping men on buses. I will stop eye-raping men on buses.

Dream: Alex James was a teacher at school. He was actually really nice. I wowed him with my superior knowledge of his life. There were massive gardens at the school. His wife and kids were always there. They were nice. It was all very nice.
For some reason I interviewed Graham. And I kept joking to someone about how I was going to ask questions about why him and Damon 'broke up'. Then Graham overheard and got all cut and stormed off. Damon was floating around in the background. It was at a racecourse for some reason...
But then later on I ran up to Alex at school and was all, "OMG. You'll never guess who I just saw...!" And then for some reason me, Kim and Chiara took Alex out to lunch. The end.

I was in Civic the other day, and bogans/druggies/homeless people kept asking me for money. Huh? Did some giant neon sign suddenly appear above my head with the words "SCAB FROM MEEEE!" printed across it? I did give money to one lady though, because she asked really, really nicely. There was this other bogan kid who came up when I was talking on my mobile and tried to scab. I just shook my head at him and walked off. I mean, I'm a scab, but even I have standards...

I'm going away next week... To Queeennnssllaaannndddd... Which is kind of like a home-away-from-home. Up where we go to stay, well, I know it better than I know some parts of Canberra. It's weird. I have, like, a five second memory for most stuff, but when it comes to layouts of shopping centers or cities, I can remember them for years...

It's the Doctahhhhh!

2008-04-06T11:38:00.002+10:00

What Doctor Who character are You?
created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as 10th Doctor

Rude and not ginger. Dressed in a smart suit and very helpfull, you don't let people get away with things, and with your glasses you won't miss much!

10th Doctor

92%

4th Doctor

83%

7th Doctor

75%

8th Doctor

67%

3rd doctor

67%

1st Doctor

58%

Davros

50%

9th Doctor

50%

2nd doctor

42%

5th Doctor

33%

a Dalek

25%

6th doctor

17%

I am ace, obviously...

Damn slow computer...

2008-04-02T21:53:00.001+11:00

I want to update my iPod, because I've downloaded heaps of new music since I last did - but my iTunes is really full, and my bed is calling me... *frown*

Ni Hao.

2008-03-26T19:44:00.002+11:00

French is getting better. Maybe that's just because the teacher never seems to be in the classroom anymore. When she leaves, Justice arm-wrestles people (Robbie and Shaun and that year-12-guy) and Su-Yao teaches us Chinese. Which, frankly, is much more interesting than French. AND she teaches better than our shitty teacher. Seriously, the teacher leaves, then comes back a half hour later, and goes mad on us for doing no work - WHEN SHE DIDN'T SET US ANY IN THE FIRST PLACE!
Phht. Shaun is very rude to her now. I'm getting to be that way a bit too, even though I know it's wrong.

French Teacher: *to me* Have you done any work? Why aren't you doing any work?!
Me: Because I was waiting for you to finish talking. Otherwise it would've been rude
French Teacher: Have you even written down the stuff off the board?
Me: *very slowly* Yes. I have. But I was waiting for you to finish talking before I started doing it... I thought we established this?
French Teacher: *quiet*

AND she doesn't let me listen to my iPod, even when we're working from the book. Even when the advanced class is listening to language tapes REALLY LOUDLY and I can't concentrate. Phht. Whatever. This means war...

Ticker...

2008-03-25T19:32:00.000+11:00

Because I is obviously preggs... Duh...

I Killed A Party Again, I Ruined It For My Friends...

2008-03-23T21:14:00.002+11:00

Urrgh. Long Weekends make me O.O...

My fingers are bleeding from typing ze HTML. Arrgh... >_<

I 'ave decided I am Austrian now. Ve 'ave ze 'ills and ze Nazi's and ze strudel, ya?

Robin Hood was soooooooo hilarious/slashy tonight. "Why don't you ever kiss my ring?" LOLZ. Other quotes I can't remember. I laughed the whole way through though. I laugh whenever I see Guy and Allan together. Mum doesn't get it. I'm beginning to wonder whether I'm a pervert... XD

I'm sitting in my room, listening to music in the dark. With a pillow behind my back, because I'm feeling like a 70 year old. Unnf... Damn my brittle bones! And my poor posture! I should drink more milk and stand up straight! *shakes fist*

Oh, and just because I can, one of my favourite moments from Green Wing:

They're trying to oppress us... Quickly, we must paint a mural!

2008-03-19T18:10:00.002+11:00

I was walking through Woden the other day, brushing my teeth, and no one even gave me a second glance. Apart from Marie-Anne and Martin, but they don't count, because they know me.
Is it just me, or is it getting harder and harder to be strange in this society? Fucking Emo's, taking away my sport from me...

I was sitting in the Orthodinosaur's chair as she was taking the wire outta my teeth, and she had the radio on, like always, and guess what came on? Voodoo Child by the Rogue Traders. Which, of course, instantly reminded me of Simm!Master from Doctor Who. Actually, I was half expecting either him or some Toclaphane to come into the room. Man, if they did, I would've laughed so hard... But they didn't, so I just smiled like mad - and, in turn, made the Orthodinosaur clip my gum with a stabby-thing... >_<

I was sitting in French the other day, and I thought to myself, "Oh, I must get my dictionary out." And I looked all through my bag, but it wasn't there. And I could've sworn I put it in there. And then someone pointed out to me that it was on the table. I HADN'T PUT IT ON THE TABLE! As far as I knew, I hadn't even gotten it out of my bag. So I got really freaked out, and refused to touch it for the rest of the lesson, because I thought it was a magic French/English dictionary...

Oh, and just to note, next to that last bit in my journal, I had an incredibly shocked face. It was hilarious...

Please, please don't let me go back to 1973...

2008-03-13T21:42:00.004+11:00

This picture always makes me sad... Even though I've had to shrink it heaps so it wouldn't stretch my blog...

I have been fangirling about John Simm all night, in preperation for this...

I saw this picture, and the noise I made was something like *squawkhighpitchedsquealsqueeswoon*. It was highly amusing...

It's not because he has tattoos, it's because he looks like a heroin addict...

2008-03-12T19:01:00.003+11:00

I got a compliment on the bus today about my shirt. I was gonna hi-five the guy, but all I could come up with was "*mumble*thanks*mumble*" Because I hate talking on buses. I hate drawing attention to myself on buses.

Is it just me, or has anyone else noticed that since school started, the Stromhole kids have gotten a lot closer together. Everyone seems to drink my drinks now. Lauren's done it, and Chescher's done it too. So's Tom Short - everyone keeps drinking my drinks! Not that I mind so much... I've just noticed it a lot...

Am I the only one who gets paranoid - I mean really paranoid - after watching Jekyll? I keep expecting a psychotic James Nesbitt/Hyde to jump out at me from everywhere, to rip me apart, limb from limb. No, I'm serious. I start going into whimpy panic-attack-move every time I close my eyes - my chest tightens, I can't breathe properly, and I'm terrified to open my eyes because I'm 99% sure that he'll be there the minute I open them, ready to kill me. O.o

I woke up crying the other morning. Easily one of the worst ways to start the day.
But yesterday, I woke up, and there was someone sleeping in my bed next to me. Turns out it was just a stuffed cow under my hip, but it was a nice moment while it lasted...

I've reaised it's a very hard thing to do, trying to change your personality. Every morning you wake up, ready to change, and be a better person, and have everyone love and respect you - and then you realise you're exactly the same tool you've always been, and always will be. It's hard, trying to become someone else. Something else...

DREAM: I walked into a bar, and Thom Yorke and Jonny Greenwood (from Radiohead) were sitting there. I squee-ed really loudly and went up to talk to them and asked why they were making a third video for 'High And Dry'. Jonny was incredibly drunk and charming and charismatic, and proceeded to tell a really longwinded story about flying through the air, and how that was what the video was going to be about; this one guy flying through the air, and doing loops and stuff. It was enthralling. Thom seemed a bit put out that Jonny was getting all the attention...

Jesus Christ...

2008-03-09T19:20:00.003+11:00

I was having a conversation with Mum about Nigel, and she accidentally let it slip that she hadn't given him to the nice old couple on the farm that I thought she had; she surrendered him to the RSPCA. Which pisses me off. I mean, I probably would've been fine with it if she'd just told me that in the first place, but first she gives away my dog, and then she lies to me about it! For almost three years!
Actually, no, I wouldn't have been fine with it even if she had told me. But the lying thing has shat me off. It's pissed me off big time... I think this calls for some revenge, ne?

Girl afraid, where do his intentions lay? Or does he even have any?

2008-03-07T19:19:00.002+11:00

I've started a new notebook. It's good, because it means I'll actually be able to remember some stuff to blog about, instead of just doing videos and stuff. I don't know what happened to my old notebook - I think I got slack during the holidays, and just forgot to keep writing things down in it.
But this is a change. I'll write in it every day, and I'll walk it, and feed it, and play with it and love it!

I've been listening to The Smiths heaps latley. It's 'cause I'm reading that Morrissey book that I LOVE. Love, love, love. ^_^

And since I'm in a Radiohead mood...

2008-03-06T19:06:00.001+11:00

Best. Video. Ever.

Thom Yorke is checking out little kiddies in bathrooms...

2008-03-06T18:45:00.003+11:00

For the US market, of course...
I know! Let's blow up some cars and kill some people! Then from the band, we'll just have Thom, basically. The others can be at the start, but fuck the rest. Oooh! And then we'll have Thom checking out a twelve year old boy in a public bathroom! ... That twelve year old boy might have been me...

Anyway, this is a much better video. Too good for the Americans, I suppose...

Evidently, this is my mind telling me I've been watching too much Green Wing...

2008-03-06T15:16:00.001+11:00

I was at a weird swimming carnival/camp. I jumped in the pool with my clothes on, and then my notebook fell in, and I had to dive to the bottom of the pool to get it. I got it and hopped out of the pool, and then got incredibly cut because my clothes were all wet. So I went back to the room to change.

I opened the door, and Mac was sitting in there, waiting for me/Caroline (I think we were the same person, but I'm not sure. I kept changing). I asked him to leave so I could get changed. He dawdled for a bit, and then left. I shut the door and then went to get changed, but then I realised the door had opened a little and Guy is was with Mac, giggling. I shut the door and lock it, and get changed.

Then I go back outside. Mac is waiting for me/Caroline. He tells me he loves me/Caroline. I tell him I love him back, and then I wake up.

I'm half tempted to get fish now...

2008-03-02T16:37:00.002+11:00

From a Blur Forum:

I just bought 2 new fish. One is black and the other is a golden yellow colour.
Betcha never guess what I named them.
Graham and Damon.

When I figure out how I can photograph them without blinding them from my flash, I will show you guys.

They're cute and very fish-like =)

[EDIT] So I've been watching my little fishies all day and they amuse the crap out of me.
They are actually kind of acting like Graham and Damon!
Damonfish is the more outgioing one. When someone walks up to the tank, Damonfish comes up to the glass and basically follows you around. Meahwhile, Grahamfish kinda lurks behind him.
And Damonfish follows Grahamfish everywhere. Occasionally, Grahamfish tries to get away from Damonfish, but after a few seconds, Damonfish goes HEY! and swims up very quickly to Grahamfish's side.
And they're also getting harassed a little by Noelfish and Liamfish.
Meanwhile, Morrisseyfish is more than happy to just sit at the back of the tank and sulk, but he occasionally comes up to the front of the tank to see if there's anyone there who might love him.

It's suffocating, darling. It's too, too much.

2008-03-01T11:51:00.002+11:00

Basically I'm just lurking online until my download finishes. David Bowie FOR THE WIN!

Nah, I just fucking love the Labyrinth. Man, that was an ace movie. And Magic Dance is an ace song. So if you hear me rambling about it for the next week or so, be prepared...

Fucking cliff-hanger...

2008-02-29T22:21:00.002+11:00

If I clean the kitchen, I get a Clash t-shirt on Monday. A Clash t-shirt like Chris Gaver's one... And then I will run around and lol a lot, because I'll be Chris Garver from Miami Ink. Except it will require a lot of drawing all over myself. And possibly some facial hair, depending on which Garver stage I am. And I'll need to go a lot balder... Not that I'm bald now, but you know what I mean...

Or I could be Joe Strummer, and run around singing Should I Stay Or Should I Go, and act like a bit of a wanker, and then host my own radio show...

Or I could just be Caitlin in a Clash shirt...

All this supposing I actually feel like cleaning the kitchen, mind you...

Falling Slowly

2008-02-26T19:34:00.001+11:00

From the movie 'Once'. Won Best Original Song. Man, they fucking deserved it. This song is ace. ^_^

I had an excellent title for this blog, but then I forgot it...

2008-02-23T22:36:00.002+11:00

On Friday I got twenty dollars for my breakfast and lunch, because Mum had eaten all my school food (at least six small Turkish Delights, twelve packets of chips, and then her dog ate all my biscuits). I ended up buying NME instead, because it had an article about Blur in it. Bonus, it had an article about Morrissey's new Best Of album in it to. I justified reading it while I was in French, because his shirt said 'Je Suis Morrissey'. I got my work done too, which actually says something as to the difficulty of French, ne?

I rocked up to art, and we watched a silly movie/doco on some Australian artist whose name I can't even remember. Then at recess I sat in the art room with Tom, and bitched about how my back was locking up (again). So then I rang Mum and she made me a doctors appointment and said I could go home.

Instead I went to my grandparents house, because I hadn't seen them all week, and I hate going back to an empty house (anyway, Nanna and I still had episodes of The Goodies to watch). But before I caught the bus, I went and brought myself a bacon and egg sandwich because I felt sorry for myself. To try and counter-act the badness of the sandwich, I got a bottle of orange juice. While I love orange juice, it was probably so laden with sugar that it didn't do anything to help with the sandwich... And yes, you all needed to know that...

So then I went and watched TV the whole afternoon with my Grandparents, my back still locking and unlocking... But, y'know, at least I missed double history, right?

Johnny Cash And The Giant Hedgehogs Of Death...

2008-02-21T16:52:00.002+11:00

For the past couple of nights I've been living on a diet of Vegemite sandwiches. Like, that's all I've had for dinner. Not that I'm complaining. Actually, I'm doing the opposite - I'd like to use this time to tell you about how wonderful my Vegemite sandwiches have been. They've been so good, I can't even begin to describe it. I have a secret feeling that they were magical, orgasmical, wonderful Vegemite sandwiches. They were that good...

Umm... What else? Oh, I ended up buying season one of Murphy's Law rather than Dexter... Because I have Dexter on my computer, and anyway, now I can have a fix of Nesbitt whenever I want.

I get the feeling that some people are rather pissed at me. Whatever. I can't paticularly be arsed trying to over-compensate for whatever people are feeling about me. If you've got the shits, trust me, you'll get over it. People always do.

Oh, AND I finished Life On Mars. It was sad - but happy - but sad... *emo tear*

"You're pale in a really scary way" "I know that. It's on purpose. Took me ages to get this pale."

2008-02-17T14:56:00.002+11:00

Favourite...

...book - The Colditz Story, I think... That's an ace book. ...song - Piccadilly Palare - Morrissey ...(male) singer - Jeff Buckley... Or maybe Morrissey... ...(female) singer - I don't really have one... Damon Albarn when he's singing in an incredibly high pitched voice? XD ...band - Blur. ...cd - Grace - Jeff Buckley ...food - Turkish Delight ...drink - Coke/fizzy-sugar-filled stuff. ...poet - Morrissey. Duh. ...poem - I don't paticularly have one. ...actor - John Simm. Duh... ...actress - This comes back to the whole 'I don't have one' thing... I think there might be something wrong with me. Everyone I idolise is male... O.o ...movie - The Great Escape. ...(boy) name - Mhh. I dunno... Alex... And Stephen... ...(girl) name - I dunno... Trixie is a cool name *looks at Trixie Belden books on bookshelf* ...word - languid (especially when used in alliterated sentances like: he lay languidly on the couch), fuck, wanker. ...quote - Life would be so colourful if only I had a drink problem. - Morrissey ...colour - Green. ...thing on Youtube - Yu-Gi-Oh! The Abridged Series. Man, it's so funny...

Just because I'm bored, an iTunes quiz...

2008-02-17T14:44:00.003+11:00

How many total songs?
1677.

Sort by song title - first and last?
• First: '80's Life - The Good, The Bad And The Queen
• Last: Zurich Is Stained - Pavement

Sort by time - shortest and longest?
• Shortest: Monologue - The Suckiest Water - Jeff Buckley
• Longest: Arlene's Grocery Gig - Jeff Buckley
Jeff for the win!

Sort by Album - first and last?
• First: 13 - Blur
• Last: Youth - Matisyahu

Sort by Artist - first and last?
• First: Arcade Fire
• Last: World Party

Top five played songs?
1. Piccadilly Palare - Morrissey
2. Alma Matters - Morrissey
3. I Just Called To Say I Love You - Pelle Carlberg
4. Let's Bomb The Moonlight - Jeff Buckley
5. Hard And Slow - Graham Coxon

Find the following words. How many songs show up?
• Sex: 4 • Death: 5 • Love: 57 • You: 163 • Home: 7 • Boy: 18 • Girl: 28

I didn't mean to be mean...

2008-02-17T10:04:00.002+11:00

I was laying in bed last night and I couldn't get to sleep. My mind just wouldn't shut up. I assume it was all the extra energy left over from fan-girling over James Nesbitt for an hour (shirtless Nesbitt - OMG OMG OMG. ABC are putting on Jekyll soon - OMG OMG OMG). But then, rather abruptly, I came up with an idea for a story. Why is this important, you ask? Because I haven't thought of any story ideas for aggeesss...
But yeah. I suppose I'm more excited about this than seems proper. Whatever. I'm easily excited - we all know that....

And now I have to go clean the house... And do history homework... And I wanna lay down, but I can't. *angst*

But now the taxidriver had gotten so attracted by me, that he couldn't keep his lips off of my cheek...

2008-02-13T19:07:00.002+11:00

Man, My Darling YOU! are fucking ace.

I'm going into see my Grandparents tomorrow morning. They finally came home from holidays. It's good, because I missed them. I've gone from seeing them every day to not at all - it's made me angsty. I'm a big angsty teddy-bear. Speaking of which, I miss my big crazy teddy-bear. He's not in my head anymore. I don't know where he went...

Oh, and just so you know, the iPod's do not own anything...

Funny story - I hate you.../Femininiminimalism./Mitch Hedberg quotes...

2008-02-12T19:22:00.000+11:00

Ok, I know I'm probably the only person who finds this funny, but whatever... I still don't see what ISN'T funny about it.

I hate turtlenecks. Wearing a turtleneck is like being strangled by a really weak guy. All day. Like, if you wear a turtleneck and a backpack, it's like a weak midget trying to bring you down.

I used to have really long hair. People thought I was high on stage, because people long hair associate with drug use. I wish long hair was associated with something other than drug use... like an extreme longing for cake. Strangers would see a long haired guy and say, "That fucker eats cake!... He is on bundt cake." Mothers saying to their daughters, "Don't bring the cake eater over here anymore. He smell like flour. Did you see how excited he got when he found out your birthday was fast approaching?"

The thing about tennis is: no matter how much I play, I'll never be as good as a wall. I played a wall once. They're fucking relentless.

Someone handed me a picture and said, "This is a picture of me when I was younger." Every picture of you is when you were younger. "...Here's a picture of me when I'm older." Where'd you get that camera man?

My apartment is infested with koala bears. It's the cutest infestation ever. Way better than cockroaches. When I turn on the light, a bunch of koala bears scatter, but I don't want them too. I'm like, "Hey... Hold on fellows... Let me hold one of you, and feed you a leaf." Koala bears are so cute, why do they have to be so far away from me. We need to ship a few over, so I can hold one, and pat it on its head.

Vending machines are a big part of my life. I like when you reach into the vending machine to grab your candy bar, that flap goes up to block you from reaching up. That's a good invention. Before that it was hard times for the vending machine owners. "What candy bar you getting?" "That one ... and every one on the bottom row!"

I was at a park and saw a kid flying a kite. He was so excited that his kite was in the sky. I don't know why, that's what they're supposed to do. Now had he had a chair on the other end of that string, I would have known. Imagine trying to fly a chair. You'd have to run like a motherfucker.

I got an oscillating fan at my house. The fan goes back and forth. It looks like the fan is saying "NO." So I like to ask it questions that a fan would say "NO" to! Do you keep my hair in place? Do you keep my documents in order? Do you have 3 settings? LIAR! My fan fuckin' lied to me. Now I will pull the pin up. Now you ain't saying shit...

I think they can take sesame seeds off the market and I wouldn't even care. I can't imagine five years from now saying, "Damn! Remember sesame seeds? What happened? All the buns are blank." They'd have to change that McDonald's song, "Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a... bun." How does sesame seeds stick to a bun? That's fuckin' magical. There's got to be some sesame seed glue out there! Either that, or they're adhesive on one side... Take the sesame seed out, remove the backing, place it on the bun. Now your bun will look spectacular." What does a sesame seed grow into? I don't know... we never give them a chance. What the fuck is a sesame?! It's a street... It's a way to open shit...

If thirteen's unlucky, then 12 or 14 are guilty by association. “I saw you 12, you were hangin’ out with 13.” “No I wasn’t, I was with 11, you talk to 14 'bout that shit.” “Whatcha got to say 14?” “Me divided by 2 equals 7... alright, I was with 13, shit.”

Fish are always eating other fish. If fish could scream, the ocean would be loud as shit. You would not want to submerge your head. Nothing but fish going, "Ahhhh, fuck! I thought I looked like that rock!"

The club owner here when you comes to town, hooks us up with his drugs. Like he'll give you cocaine or pot brownies. But the last time I was in town he gave me a drug for attention deficit disorder -- 'cause he's afflicted. But I'm not. So what happened to me was I suddenly had an extra-long attention span. Like people would be telling a story and the story would end, and I get all mad and shit. "C'mon, man, there's got to be more to that story. I'm on pills here!"

Hey, man, I did a radio interview for XM Radio. Nobody heard it. C'mon who has XM radio? (Some clapping) Hey, I'll be damned. It's growing in popularity! They said, "You could swear on XM Radio." "No shit, 'cause nobody can hear it... You could swear in the woods, too."

Foosball fucked up my perception of soccer. I thought you had to kick the ball and then spin 'round and round. I can't do a back flip, much less several... simultaneously with two other guys... that look just like me.

This product that was on TV was available for four easy payments of $19.95. I would like a product that was available for three easy payments and one fucking complicated payment. We can't tell you which payment it is, but one of these payments is gonna be a bitch. The mailman will get shot to death. The envelope will not seal. And the stamp will be in the wrong denomination. Good luck fucker. The last payment must be made in wampum.

Dear Mr. Next-Door-Man-Whose-Name-I-Cannot-Remember...

2008-02-10T15:08:00.000+11:00

Thank-you for breaking into our house for us yesterday. It was highly amusing to watch you up on the roof. At least now we know how to do it ourselves...

Holy shit.

2008-02-07T15:21:00.000+11:00

Holy shit. Those are the only words I can think of to describe what I saw on the bus.
I was coming home. Just missed the storm - it seemed like we'd been dancing around each other all day, the only time we got close to each other was when it was sprinkling as I went with Sam to Woden. But I was sitting in the bus, and we went into Banks, and it was like the fucking flood. Seriously, when it usually rains we get a trickle in the stormwater drains - this time they had overflowed, and the water was at least five meters across (thank god the drains are built in gullys, huh?), probably more. It was easily the fullest I've seen them for my entire life.
Holy shit, I thought.

How does someone drive and do Tai Chi at the same time?

2008-02-06T18:49:00.000+11:00

Personally I think that the French should spell everything phonetically. It would make things a lot easier for the idiots trying to learn the language - like me.

School seems alright. There's less bogans, supposedly because they all dropped out after High School. My classes all seem fine. Whether the work is will be another question though...

Anyway... Short blog tonight.

Jens Lekman on his favourite pick-up lines.

2008-02-04T18:58:00.000+11:00

I was talking to someone famous at the P3 Guld awards, i don't know his name or why i was talking to him.
He said: you look like a potsmoking golfer, do you have any weed on you?
I replied: No, but I have a golfclub in my pocket.
At the moment it sounded good, then it turned out he had taken it as if i was hitting on him and later on his boyfriend wanted to kick my head in.

Ok, last post for tonight. There's a high possibility that I've posted this before on a different blog a long time ago, but if I can't remember, maybe you won't either?

“I'm all for the illusion that I'm a sex symbol.”

2008-02-04T18:09:00.000+11:00

Am I the only one who watched Murphy's Law on Saturday night? Gaah, I know yes, but still, I can ask and whine, can't I? You should watch it though. It's suuccchhh a good show. James Nesbitt is great in it. This was the first thing I ever saw him in.

Seriously, someone buy me the first season on DVD. NOW!

Actually, I'm trying to watch a video, but whatever...

2008-02-03T14:51:00.000+11:00

School tomorrow. I'm not entirely sure what my reaction for it is. Probably somewhere between an 'urrgh' and a 'yay'. Urray. But I don't like that, because it sounds far too much like hooray.

To make matters worse, I've misplaced my favourite notebook, we can't afford groceries until Thursday at the earliest, and I haven't watched Deadliest Catch for at least three days.

Not being harsh or anything, but I want to make a parody blog of Anna's life. Because things like this - [They want to bash me] bcoz they knw i gave daniel head .. lOl i thought it was a stupid reason to bahs me but its the rats .. - would make great subject matter.

Upside: Robin Hood starts again tonight.
Downside: I have to wake up at six tomorrow to get my bus on time.
Upside: I finally got to Third Year in my stupid Harry Potter game.
Downside: My room is still messy, and there is a high probability that it won't be clean before tomorrow.
Upside: I finished my Doctor Who book on Friday.
Downside: I think my computer has viruses...
Upside: In Rainbows is a really good album.
Downside: I am bloated and pimply. Seriously, my face is greasier than a pizza, and my arms look like hams. I'm a walking meal.

A really good interview with James Murphy from LCD Soundsystem. Seriously, I fucking love him.

Anywho... Later...

I am everywhere and nowhere...

2008-02-02T15:37:00.000+11:00

Mr. Magoo was fucking his shoe. He got AIDS.

2008-02-01T21:28:00.000+11:00

...Me and a few other people were trying to break into this really high security storage yard/warehouse place. There was wire fencing and lights everywhere. We climbed the fence and jumped across, trying to keep to the shadows. And suddenly it was day, and everyone from Stromhole was there and walking around the yard. Then I realised that it was actually a prison, except the gates were open. No one could get out though, because everytime someone went near the gates they were shut. So me and the people who'd broken into the place with me made a run for it, and got through the gates just as they were closing. Everyone else was still trapped in there though, and they all walked up to the gate and looked out at us. And so then we had people climbing over the fence one at a time, and we were catching them as they came across. Eventually enough people were over to help the others over, so I just walked off. Suddenly I was lost in this dense crowd of people from Stromhole, except I couldn't see anyone I knew. And I was being pushed along and along, and I couldn't stop moving. I was taken down a giant escelator, and suddenly I was standing out the front of Stromhole. I found Kath and we started walking along together. This really sleazy year nine came up to us and put his arms around our shoulders and said, "Y'know, I'm really gonna miss you guys. We were in heaps of photographs together, blah blah blah. OVERWHELMING FEELING OF CREEP." Then I ran off because he was freaking me out. I ran back and saw him and Kath still walking along, so I ran up in front of them and said, "He's like a fish - REALLY SLIMEY." Except he wasn't there, it was Kath and Dinny and Ryan V, and they all gave me this really weird look. So I walked off on my own and went and sat in the gutter, and watched this group of year sevens running backwards and forth across the road. 'Tools.' I thought...

Just thought you'd like to know...

2008-01-30T07:28:00.000+11:00

That it is only 337 days, 3 hours and 29 minutes until New Years....

I fucking love Pelle Carlberg! I fucking hate those ANTM bitches!

2008-01-29T19:55:00.000+11:00

I finally downloaded LastFM (for the seventh time) and I'm finally comfortable with it. Every other time I've done it I've ended up deleting it within an hour or so because it confused me. It still confuses me, but this time there is the incentive of Pelle Carlberg/Edson/My Darling YOU! to keep me trying.

I hate those Americas Next Top Model bitches - THEY MET MY ENRIQUE! *angsts* In other news, last week of holidays. I'm eager to go back to school. I never thought I'd say this, but I want to learn again! I'm looking foward to English... And second guessing my decision to take French...

Motherfucking RADIOHEAD, bitches!

Blutack can remove lint from clothes. (24 hours on)

2008-01-28T15:00:00.000+11:00

9pm-ish - Eat dinner. Lay on the couch. We watch a whole disk of Samurai Champloo, then I try out Human Traffic.
"I understand why Da didn't like this..." Says the figure on the couch.

12am-ish - Begin to feel drowsy. Chew on some lollies, mulling over the possibility of sleep. For some reason Supernatural is put on. I roll over to face the couch and rest my eyes, detirmined not to fall asleep.

1.30am-ish - Fall asleep.

2.45am-ish - Wake up from a sleep, feeling like I'd onliny blinked. Strange warning credits are running on the screen. A tired smile as I notice the Polish ones going. Float up to my bedroom. Dig a pillow out of the pile and chuck it on the floor mattress. Can't be arsed getting another blanket from the spare room, so I chuck my doona down too.

3am-ish - Go to bed, blanketless, fully clothed, wearing exactly the same thing I've been wearing for the past three days. I sleep.

6am-ish - Woke up, freezing cold, daylight just starting to slide into my bedroom. Glanced across at the figure sleeping on the mattress on the floor. Careful not to wake them I crept to the foot of my bed, grabbed a dressing gown from the wardrobe and then crawled back to my pillow, curling underneath the dressng down and falling asleep right away.

10am-ish - Wake up, feet burning, sunlight screaming in through the open window. I'm cooking alive underneath my dressing gown. Throw it off. Still roasting. Bst I taste like pork. Ease myself off the bed, tip-toeing around the floor mattress, tempted to wake the sleeping person.
I go and watch TV.

What do you think I'm doing? I'm playing Club Penguin!

2008-01-24T15:07:00.000+11:00

The ultimate sign of Thursday afternoon boredness, oh yes. It's changed heaps since I last went on (at least four years ago). And there's so many people on! Seriously, I'm gonna spend the whole afternoon on this...

"It's funny, because of how the bear is sitting in his lap..."

2008-01-22T21:38:00.000+11:00

I was at Nanna's and Da's today. Nanna was watching 9am (with David and Kim) and they had their interview with John Howard on. At the time, his grandson had just been born, so they gave him a teddy-bear for the kid.

Of course, I saw this and started giggling away like mad. I went down and sat on the couch to watch it. I turned to Nanna and said, "Do you understand why this is funny?"
She shook her head at me. I replied, "Look at how he has the bear..."

I waited to either be yelled at, or killed for pointing out something so crude.

And then she laughed. My Nanna actually laughed at an oral sex joke involving John Howard and a teddy-bear...

Motherfucking ace...

Just to fill up the last space...

2008-01-21T10:14:00.000+11:00

Go to this site and download some songs. He's wonderful.

Oh, and to make it worse...

2008-01-21T10:11:00.000+11:00

Deadliest Catch isn't on this morning. I fucking love Deadliest Catch. TT_TT

Someday, that ant, he will grow up to be President...

2008-01-21T09:55:00.000+11:00

I was having this weird dream set in the Stromhole library/Lanyon Chinese Resturant. It was about Chris Garver, and some random woman from a charity, and they were packing hampers of Milo for people who'd been involved in some earthquake or something. And Chris kept running down the isles of the library and coming back dressed in these really weird clothes...

And then I felt this stinging in my arm, so I slapped it (only half awake and still in dream-land) and went back to sleep. And then I felt more stinging on my leg. So I thought to myself, "Right, suppose I'd better get up and see what that is." And I got up, threw back my doona, and there were motherfucking ants crawling all over me and my bed!

No, seriously. It happened.

Oh well. At least it's not as bad as the time I woke up with a half-chewed cockroach in my mouth, eh?

Dream Blog.

2008-01-20T11:04:00.000+11:00

I have a new, seperate blog just for my dreams. Why? Because I can, that's why, motherfuckers. No, basically I just wanted a seperate place for my dreams (although if I do have any paticularly ace ones I'll blog them here too) and had the itch to create a new webshite.

Oh, and before I forget..

2008-01-19T10:59:00.000+11:00

Go to this website. I found it (I can't remember how) the other day, and it made me laugh for most of the afternoon. Which is a hard thing to do, because this was, like, hysterical laughter... And normally I just retard laugh. But yes, one of my new favourite websites.

You kind of have to, like, swipe it...

2008-01-19T10:37:00.000+11:00

I'm hungry... We have no edible food in the house. Apart from some strawberry Pocky I found in the back of the pantry, and I'm not sure about how long it's been there, so I think it's safer not to eat it...

It's raining, and the dogs are outside howling. Still, I shan't let them in. Just because I'm mean like that...

I have cat-ears, a Blur DVD and a Radiohead CD. I'm set for the rest of the day...

Touched by His Noodly Appendage...

2008-01-17T13:57:00.000+11:00

I never thought the day would come, but I have finally found relegion...

I swear, I just saw Parklife for the seventh time this week...

2008-01-17T10:48:00.000+11:00

Every time I turn the TV on it seems to be playing. Very cool, but slightly creepy... I'm watchng The Clash now though. ^_^

Prawned!

2008-01-16T17:19:00.000+11:00

I got really bored a few hours ago, so I sat down at my computer and decided to watch the last episode of season 3 of Doctor Who. Anyway, I was sitting there drooling over John Simm (who, by the way, looks totally and utterly repulsive on the DVD cover >_<) and I kept feeling really sorry for him, because the Doctor kept trying to thwart all his evil plans. Poor Master!Simm... Then I kept remembering that he was evil and trying to take over the universe, and I felt bad about feeling sorry for him... But still, if an evil dictator was that cute you'd like him too, ne?

Adventuring...

2008-01-14T15:22:00.000+11:00

I want to go on an adventure. Like, a proper adventure where I don't know what's going to happen and stuff like that. Except it's impossible to have an adventure, because Canberra is so motherfucking BORING. *sighs*

So yes, I am going to go on an adventure sometime. Sometime soon. Because life sucks... Life is boring...

A List Of My Holiday TV Crushes.

2008-01-13T11:24:00.000+11:00

It's the holidays. You rarely leave the house. There is nothing left to do online. What is left?
The television. The television, and all the pretty men who reside there. Of course, when you have - different - taste in men to the majority of people you know, it can make for an interesting (and space filling) blog. ^_^

Chris Garver
Ok, so I've been watching Miami Ink heaps latley. And Chris Garver is so fucking cool (as illustrated by The Clash t-shirt. Duh...)... This isn't the greatest picture of him (he's one of those people who look better when they're moving. >_<) but I saw Clash t-shirt and I had to use it. But yes, Chris Garver is attractive, even if Sam doesn't think so... But watch Miami Ink, and you will see...

Edgar Hansen
Ok. Edgar Hansen from Deadliest Catch. He's so pretty! No, ok. I'll stop fan-girling and try to explain it to you in English... Umm... Norwegian heritage, is a fisherman... Sarcastic... PRETTY! *descends into fan-girl again* OMG OMG OMG OMG! SQUEE! ^_^

I was going to do more, but fuck-it, I can't be bothered. There are television shows with my name on them, calling from the living room...

Today I brought

2008-01-12T17:39:00.000+11:00

Two Samurai Champloo DVD's. Oh yeaahhh. ^_^

What the hell is a Wonderwall? What the fuck is a Beetlebum?

2008-01-12T15:19:00.000+11:00

Truthfully, I've never understood Britpop...

No, you are not having ice-cream for lunch...

2008-01-11T10:59:00.000+11:00

I'm cleaning the kitchen. Was emptying out the fridge and found chicken left over from Christmas Day. Ewww...

The other day I was asleep and the phone rang. I was so tired/out-of-it that I fell over my own feet as I was running for the phone and I slammed into the door-way. I got incredibly bad carpet burn on my knees and I fucked up my shoulder and hurt my head. *whines* But now I do have this totally ace yellow/brown/blue/purple/black bruise on my shoulder.

For some reason I keep having dreams about Norwegian sailors. I know why, but it's still weird...

Oh yes, and from now on there's only short blogs until I get the page back to how it should be. The pictures stretching it are pissing me off... Even if it is attractive looking Alex...

Dear Alex James,

2008-01-10T10:25:00.000+11:00

I had a dream about you last night. Not some creepy, kinky, stalker-ish dream, just so you know. It was a cute dream about meeting you at an airport and then somehow convincing you to come to my house for a sleepover so I could show you off to my friends.

You seemed a very nice person, and it was nice to meet dream-you. Though if I may say one bad thing, I think you need a hair-cut. You hair is fine at the front, but it is becoming far too long at the back, and is loosing it's attractiveness. Also, I liked the glass figurines of your wife that the airport gift-shop was selling. They were amusing.

I hope you were not too startled at the number of car crashes occuring outside the airport - I don't know what was happening there. Maybe there were a lot of people looking for insurance pay-outs? Either way, I think it was very brave of you to hop into the car with my Mother driving. She gets awful road-rage sometimes, and considering the number of crashes (and therefore the bumper-to-bumper traffic conditions) that were happening, it was suprising that she didn't go completley psycho and kill everyone around.

Anyway, I'm sure you get stupid letters like this all the time, so I'll stop now. I must stop anyway as I have a house to walk to and cousins to look after. I hope you have fun making your cheese and running your farm. Please write another book soon as your first was very interesting and funny, but there are only so many times you can read it (nine or ten) before it becomes quite boring.

Regards,
Catlin.

Damn Pirates!

2008-01-06T19:06:00.000+11:00

I'm going to save up all my money and then buy Starshaped. Why? Because I need it. I need Blur-ry goodness!

I need to stop looking at Blur pictures. I'm sitting on the couch with a grin I can't get rid of, and I keep giggling and Mum's giving me weird looks. So I'll buy the Starshaped DVD (Thirty-something dollars. I can save that much, right?) and then I'll sit and watch it and SQUEE rather loudly, ne?

Here's your reward for listening to my fan-girling.

Behind the hatred there lies, a murderous desire - for l-l-love.

2008-01-06T14:24:00.000+11:00

How can they look into my eyes, and still they don't believe me? How can they hear me say those words, and still they don't believe me?

A clip from Blackpool. Not entirely sure whether I've already posted it or not, but oh well if I already have. It's good enough to be double posted.
Blackpool is currently one of my favourite mini-series ever. That and Band Of Brothers. But Blackpool is ace. I still have to finish watching it. Considering buying the DVD's, just to have it in better quality than it is in on YouTube...

We made the sign of the cross and walked away. Sadly.

2008-01-05T18:49:00.000+11:00

Dream 1: For some reason I was in Doctor Who, and I was The Doctor/Jack and I was being kept in a cell on board the Valiant. I was starving and going half mad, and then The Master walks in with a tray of food, but says I can only have it if I let him kill me for half an hour (which wouldn't really matter, because I'm Jack/Doctor and can't die).

Dream 2: I was on a speed boat with the Goodies and we were playing noughts and crosses. Then the boat did a really sharp turn, and Bill fell overboard, but we kept going upriver. Then we stopped and all jumped overboard to try and find Bill. Tim swam to the bank and I followed him and started wandering through the magrove trees, except then I lost sight of Tim and ended up getting lost in the trees. Then I found my way back to my house. I went inside looking for Bill or Tim or Graham, but nobody was home except for Mum, who was sitting on a couch in the front room. I ran into the kitchen looking for the others, and then I went back into the front room and asked Mum whether she'd seen them. Suddenly Tim walked into the room, dripping wet and wrapped in a towel. I turned around and asked him if he'd found Bill. He opened his mouth to say something, and then suddenly Bill ran into the room and I woke up.

We'll go for Austria, because hey, it's close enough...

2008-01-05T17:57:00.000+11:00

Me and Mum are sitting on the couch watching Mr. World. It's suprisingly good. Mum keeps going, "You're only watching this to perv, aren't you?"
No, I'm not, Mum. There is no one even remotley good looking in this... *sighs*

I'd hate you if I weren't so damn impressed...

2008-01-04T16:13:00.000+11:00

I love the seats they have at McDonalds. The ones where two seperate tables back onto each other. I was sitting in one of them the other day, and there was this little kid sitting in the other, and we were playing hidies. It was very cool. He's the kind of kid I like - too shy to speak, but quite happy to play stupid mindless games with strangers... Which, come to think of it, probably isn't a great thing for a kid of his age to be doing, but oh well...
Anyway, yeah. The kids Mum was in hospital or something, because she'd buggered up her leg. Which sucked, because his Dad looked like he wasn't used to looking after kids ("Look, sit down properly or I'll stick you in a baby chair!" or "Don't make me hit you again..."). He was cool though. I eavesdropped on his telephone conversation. They might've had to put his wife in a wheelchair for a while and put her on some uber strong meds. *pouts* But his father/father-in-law was helping him look after the kids, so that was nice.

Anywho, enough of me rabbiting on about other peoples lives. I haven't blogged properly for a while. It's just been stuff about shows and clips off YouTube. But I'll make up for it with this. I've been noting things in my notebook (which I suppose is what a notebook is for...) and I'll put them all here now, because otherwise I shan't and it'll be a shitty blog - which it will be anyway, but oh well...

I caught a bus the other day (you know this is a massive achievement for me, right?) and I finally realised something I've been noticing for ages. The bus driver wave. When two busses pass each other they always do the 'bus driver wave'. I actually quite like it. Camaraderie between bus drivers is always nice to see - except when they strike, because then it just gets annoying. But the wave is nice. Actually, it's The Wave, because all bus drivers do it. It's nice. It's reassuring...

I've also realised that most old people are pretty cool. It doesn't matter whether they're old and grumpy or have an ace sense of humour or what, they're cool. Like the other day, the doors to Myer wouldn't open for me (damn electroic slidey doors...) so I hid behind a pole and waited until someone came out from inside the store. Then the doors opened and I ran inside. I thought I'd been heaps stealth but this little old lady came up to me and said, "That was very good, young lady. Very (old-lady-version-of-the-word-smooth-that-I-can't-remember." And I was all ^_^, 1) because she had bothered to say anything about my stealth door entrance, and 2) because she actually realised I was a girl. Yes, I am satisfied by simple things.... XD

My Nanna was limping down the isle in Coles the other day, and I found myself going out in a sympathy limp.

Speaking of Coles, every time I go to help my Grandparents with the grocery shopping there are always these two guys re-stocking the yoghurt having funny conversations. I heard one a couple of weeks ago, and I heard one the other day.
Guy 1: I have so much self respect -
Guy 2: Go on go on. Finish that sentence.
Guy 1: I have so much self respect that when we were both drunk I didn't do anything.
I dunno. Maybe I'm the only person that finds that amusing. I think part of it's the fact that they were talking so loudly. XD

Unnh. I hate seeing people from school during the holidays... I was in KFC in Woden the other day, and I saw Chris and Beau. I dunno, people from school seem to have a system. I know I do. Whenever you see someone from school you know, but are not close friends with, you totally ignore them. It's like they don't even exist. Or, at least, me and a lot of the guys seem to work that way. The exception to the rule seems to be the time I was at McDonalds in the morning with Nanna and Da, and Owen, Sofia, Izza and Matt came and sat next to us. Me and Owen and Matt were all ignoring each other fine (they were reading the papers and I was reading Escape From Colditz) but as they were leaving there was this squeal and Izzi goes, "Look! It's Caitlin!" and we all had to do the awkward 'hi' thing. I fucking hate the awkward 'hi' thing...

For some reason my Nanna always seems to talk to pretties. It's irritating. She talks to anyone, and whenever we're out she seems to start up a conversation with a good looking man, and then when I get back to where she's sitting I always feel really awkward. It's like Nanna has this superpower where she can start talking to anyone, and they don't get suss. It's fucking irritating... I hope I can do it too when I'm older...

And yes. End of blog. Next blog: Dreams.

Move out of the way, you old bastard!

2008-01-01T21:20:00.000+11:00

It is a superb entry-level pen, extremely user friendly.

2007-12-31T16:24:00.000+11:00

This BIC Crystal ballpoint pen worked for a couple of days for me. I was able to boot it up by removing the cap and write some letters. The lack of features aggravated me a bit. As other users pointed out there is no spell check, or drivers bundled with the package. But I was able to make due. It wrote in very wonderful blue ink. I did notice that the more I used the pen the slower it got. I kept rebooting it by placing the cap and taking it off. This did little to help me. I am assuming the registry is getting too big, but due to the lack of instructions I cannot access the registry. I wrote "regedit" thousands of times on a paper, but the Registry Editor never started. I left the pen laying on the table for hours, but the screen saver NEVER once came on. (I like the scrolling markee but alas it never started.) i tried to interface it with an old dictionary, but I could not find even one USB or serial port. Then after only three days of use, the ink came out of the pen and spilled all over the paper. Tech support could not help me with the Blue Screen of Death. I am fed up with this pen and will never use it again.

I HATE IT.

"I dream I'm floating on the surface of my own life, watching it unfold."

2007-12-30T23:14:00.000+11:00

I've been watching a lot of Dexter latley. Since we don't have the movie channels on Foxtel anymore I've been downloading them online. Download two a day (since my connection is so slow it takes about four hours to download each episode) and then watch them in the night time. It's cooler at night time. I have all the lights in my room turned off and I sit on my bed watching them on my laptop. And the screen pops. Like - I can't word it. But it looks totally intense.

I seem to be the only person who watches it now. Sam told me the other day that she gave up after her IQ box forgot to record an episode, and my Mum gave up simply because the show made her squeamish. Personally, I think that's the sign of good television, when it makes you feel all icky inside. Means they're doing something right. Better than bloody Home And Away...

I don't wanna give too much away in case someone wants to watch it (if you want, just say the word and I'll burn the episodes for you when I get them), but I never thought that a sociopathic serial-killer would be so easy to relate to - or so cute. ^_^ I mean, apart from the whole no-neck thing... Trust me, you'll see it if you watch the show...

Anyway, I'm about halfway through the first season. The Americans are already almost up to the third season - bastards. Once I finish downloading all of the first, I'll do the second. And burn them on to DVD. AND CACKLE.

Because really, it is quite an enjoyable show.

"Say my name, Doctor..."

2007-12-27T14:40:00.001+11:00

Oh. My. Mother-Fucking. God. Guess what I brought this morning?

I've already watched two episodes. Man, I need a life. XD. BUT IT'S SO FREAKIN' COOL! *dances*

Blackpool.

2007-12-26T23:36:00.000+11:00

I just finished watching the first two episodes of Blackpool on YouTube. It's actually quite a good show (the random musical numbers are hilarious), despite any misgivings I had about it prior to tonight. Hearing David Tennant using his real voice is hilarious. He sounds so - Scottish...
I'm gonna watch two more episodes tomorrow. It takes ages for them to load though. Each episode is split into six parts (damn YouTube time-limits) of ten-minutes each. One hour episodes, which take two hours to all load... *dies*
Thank god we have unlimited bandwidth, eh?