you'll be great!!!!!

i have new songs in my mind. trying to think what to do with them.

My dog slept on my head

great song by ace frehley. his solo album shat over all the others.

very annoyed because i couldn't tryout for australian idol because i lost my ID...fuckit!
they would have humiliated me fursure =]

a fever.

it's burning it's way across my mind and making it hurt bad.

oh.... i just read the terms and conditions and.......fuckit... i am too old anyway..
32... ancient.

always being wrong in the eyes of others, it's worst then any catholic guilt a priest could thrust upon you, in fact they are one of the same.

Richard

the dumb texts i sent when i was drunk, the fact that i deleted half my adressbook, just so never send a text message like that again, getting wasted, my electric boots (will the sylicon melt) tomorrows mixing sesh, my new bass player, why is my manager so hot, my daggy video clip
and why i am not wearing jeans.

The digestive system of both myself and most domestic/production animals, the former being the more interesting matter of contemplation, as it shall soon be the recipient of pumpkin/barley risotto kinda thingy. I plan on forgetting the latter immediately post-exam to free up more brain space for recipe ideas.

party patrol.

trying to scam a job in fashion retail.... fucking system.

this contract......oh fuck... its way too exciting.

tell us about your contract! if you are allowed to - haha!

my music's being used in a feature film, which is something to do with justin timberlake,

and i feel like crap, for some reason,

and am thinking about kicking that boy who wrecked my weekend, and changing me taste in men, no more DJs... thats it ... its over.

dunno what's on it, but Richard is in it.

and changing me taste in men
....to something more like me?

i am really not sure what your talking about, but at least your taking my mind off that cute boy for five seconds.

=]

Ha ha!!

getting drunk and getting off the internet, hoping tomorrow is less strest an maybe...bettter than today.

winging about jazz. cause thats all my mate will let on er stezza... furgawdsake...

typo .... i can't even winge right

shook hands with tim rogers last night told him i was very sorry i mist his show.. too bussy getting drunk at my mates house, fuckit and i was reviiewing, so i did some research and discovered, what had been a vaugly antagonistic show, complete with.. tim fighting with a audience member and what sounded like a evil eye stand off resulting in said woman leaving pub in outrage... somone screaming the witch is dead... everybody else goin woh bizarre... i was wondering if it was a set up.
other people seemed to think he must be in love cause all the songs where soppy,slow sad.. at the biginning and drunk faster once he'd got drunk on stage..
i think he's hot, but hell... i do have shocken taste in blokes.
then my spunky barmate friend insisted i hang around for lockin, and drink free drinks...and she told me about all the ways she'd been ripping off my style in the last year...

i told her i'd help her shop if she wanted.. and then i went home, texted that boy i text in the middle of the night when i am drunk, and passed out, woke up to to my mother on the phone, told her i was getting dissallusioned with rockenroll and didn't want a fucking lecture... she seemed to like this so she went and paid my car rego for me... i am a fucking liar.

paid your car rego?! score!!

i'm wondering how much i'll regret it if i take this afternoon off study and go home to take a break... exam on wednesday...

and now i want vegetarian pizza..... have a wacky weekend peeps, go hard, time is short.

yar.. my mums a bit of a legend,,,, her current claim to fame is she's doing the interior decorating for the new AFL hall of fame... in tasmania.....turning old football stars into fulll walll mosiac's.
its a massive contract... she never liked football.. she likes their short shorts tho.

wondering if it will rain on the clothes I hung out earlier
bets anyone? any two?

that's awesome. the only cool thing about my mum is her taste in music - she's a trendy lady, indeed.

Your night sounds scarry, that thing about Tim Rogers makes me feel scared and sad. I wonder whats gone on, I hope everyone is alright, it doesn't sound like it.

I feel like I really want to help the situation somehow.

i asked him how the show was he said it was good, i told him i heard it was vaguly antagonistic, and he just smiled and shook my hand. and then said, no... he didn't think it was.

i mist it goddamned, i am guessing some people not nameing anyone, get off on controntation, and aggression...

It sounds awful and tragic. These things usually have to do with history, predating you or I.
It makes me feel sad.

hmmmm and exsessive alcohol consumption leading to fuct up liver symptom of which is uncontrollable anger and irritability

really? my dad has psorosis of the liver, it could explain a lot.

i lost my friggen phone... very unfortunate.... very fucking frustrating.

I am thinking about dirt. he doesn't want to be my boyfriend, but thats fine with me,
something about enjoying fine things in moderation...and thus they retain their specialness.
hmmm..... oh fur coat, too much information.