Tacos and Encino Man.

This is my day.

PS: Encino Man isn't very accurate. I'm pretty sure they took some liberties with pre-historic man. And history. And biology. And law. And the fact that Pauly Shore is in high school.

PPS: IJ has been down all day and it's driving me crazy.

EDIT: From Lara on the teaching of certain impossible tasks: "Except that would be trying to beat a brick wall with a dead horse."
"Develop your eccentricities while you are young. That way, when you get old, people won't think you're going gaga." - David Ogilvy

With this in mind I am now going to have to start making myself a little crazier. (NO COMMENTS, I meant the awesome kind of crazy and not the... me kind of crazy.) What would throw me over into 'eccentric madwoman' territory? Except, not lots of cats.

Oh hey look, let's do a writer's block!

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The only thing I miss about being a kid is the fact that you never had to worry about stuff like bills. If there was something that needed to be paid it would get paid and you'd never even know about it. Now that I'm living away from parentals it's clear how much I took that for granted. Damn daily life expenses.

I do not miss, however, not being able to reach high shelves or buy alcohol. (Except now that makes it sound like I was a boozey ten-year-old. Which was, of course, not the case. I was only allowed one martini a day and that was only if I tidied my room. My parents were pretty damn tough.)
Raen: No, it's not the same. I can't be cute with my vagina.

Edit: "No, don't post that! People don't need to know what it can't do! It'll never attract a mate!"

Edit again!: A gem of stupid from here...

County commissioners were discussing problems with the central collections office that is used to process traffic ticket payments and handle other paperwork normally done by the JP Courts.

Commissioner Kenneth Mayfield, who is white, said it seemed that central collections "has become a black hole" because paperwork reportedly has become lost in the office.

Commissioner John Wiley Price, who is black, interrupted him with a loud "Excuse me!" He then corrected his colleague, saying the office has become a "white hole."

That prompted Judge Thomas Jones, who is black, to demand an apology from Mayfield for his racially insensitive analogy.

AHAHAHAHA! Awesome. And stupid.
People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.

James Baldwin; Stranger in the Village.
Circe: Can you imagine what it would be like if you had a ninja up your bum?
Raen: It'd be like buttsex with Tim!
Sena's going away do last night turned out to be a nice, but quiet, affair. We had very nice expensive cake and everything. Thanks to all who showed up and wished her good travels and all that.

I spent the night sober. Get a load of that, folks. Yes, I was drinking. And, yes, at one point I was quite tipsy but then I switched to coke and tea. ... But not together. Eww.

My exciting plans for my Saturday include not much more than cleaning my room. *looks around* Oh dear. This could take a while...

And now a zombie meme )

Life remained a blank canvas, a cliche, a soap opera. I felt lethal, on the verge of frenzy. My night bloodlust overflowed into my days and I had to leave the city. My mask of sanity was a victim of impending slippage. This was the bone season for me and I needed a vacation. - 'American Psycho' Bret Easton Ellis.
She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn't mean anything but that I didn't think so. She looked sad. But as we were fixing lunch, and for no apparent reason, she laughed in such a way that I kissed her.

'The Stranger' by Albert Camus
Raen: "Oh My GOD! Your mum has ENORMOUS HOOTERS!!"

Thus said when we were playing random- undrunken- 'the next picture I click is your mum!' game. I wouldn't have put this note but Raen goes 'nooo! your parents READ THIS!! Don't sully my good name!!'

ETA: Raen: "Now do my mum!"
When did it get to the point when 4 ciders sent me off the deep end?

that's fucked up, dude.


I say dude alot.


someone's behind me. WAA!!!!!!!11eleven!! *bends*


Des: Ummm, lost my thoughts because boys are poos. Dammit.

Hey Ali! you have glasses.

Ali: Yes. No eyeballs. Glass good.

Des: I'm not as drunk as I play it up.


Even if my me is all woooooobly.

Tim: I wonder if this counts as a livejournal binge?

Des: mmmm, binge. I'm lj-bulemic. (how do you spell that? fuck.)


Okay, i'm done now.

MSN convo

Dec. 20th, 2004 02:10 am
MSN convo with Billy Corgan (*snerk*) )


Dec. 17th, 2004 03:21 pm
So yesterday I sat down and turned the TV on to discover the beginnings of the midday movie. I'm bored so I stay and absorb the stupidity. And then a few minutes later the words 'Jubilation Lee' come up one screen and I go 'OMGWTFBBQ???'

Turns out the show was the infamous 'Generation X' movie I'd heard about. It hurt me precious. In so so so many ways. How do they fit so much wrong in one movie? I felt sorry for Emma Frost :( So, yeah, I sat and watched the whole movie as it raped two of my favourite characters. Stupidmovie.

So in the add break I decided to explain to mum exactlly what was wrong with the movie and give an entire history of Jubilee, Emma Frost, and Monet to do so.

Mum: You're obsessed.
Me: I'm not obsessed!
Mum: Ob-sessed.
Me: Not. Obsessed. The movie is wrong!
Mum: And you're obsessed.
Me: I'm not- guh! *leaves room*
Mum: *voice trails down hall* obseeeeeeesseeeed.


Nov. 8th, 2004 11:54 am
Lotr was on TV last night. It's a sign of obsession that I watched every moment and 'shush!!'ed people more than once. Barelly heard any of the bits in Lorien because mum and brother sat there talking about how evil she is.

Me: Lothlorien! *luffles Galadriel* Nikki says she's evil. Foolish girl.
Mum: She is.
Brother: She totally is!
Me: ... No. Galadriel is NOT evil.
Brother: Eeeeeeevil!
Mum: Freaky and evil!
Brother: Eww! And UGLY!
Brother: Eww! Deformed!
Mum: Look at the evil in her eyes!
Brother Her dress shines with it!
Me: ...

I'm never watching movies with those two again. I spent half the mirror scene ranting and explaining Galadriel's motives. Sigh.

After lotr they put on Willow and I was all 'omgyay!' I used to love this movie. Watching it was very odd though cause I hadn't seen it since I was a kid. Weeeird.

And in other news: My little book for writing important travel things? Gone. Eaten by my bedroom. I have pulled this room apart and cannot find it. This means I'm going to have to write Melbourne things in- GASP!- another books. *pouts* It's just not the same.

[livejournal.com profile] saffronlie, we must work out where and when on the 17th we'll meet. Guess it depends on how close to the city you are, huh? And we'll need to work out a system to recognise each other. I changed my mind about the funny hat. It'll take up too much room in my bag ^_^

HIM is touring the US. And they have Auf der Maur opening for them. W A N T. (In my dream last night I went to a HIM concert that had Linkin Park opening. And it was more like...Carols by Candlelight than anything else. It was...odd.)
Karl Urban is Hot.

Karl Urban in leather is Hot.

Karl Urban speaking in another language is really Hot.

Karl Urban with a gun is really really Hot.

Add all these things together and it equals Dead Circe.

So why was my mother shocked that I was hyperventilating everytime he was on screen in the Bourne Supremancy tonight?

Me: OMG! You killed Karl Urban! You suck, Matt Damon!
Mum: He was the bad guy.
Me: He was the Karl Urban!

My entire reflection on this movie boils down to two things:

one: The whole movie filmed with hand held cameras, while not Blair Witch-y, was still annoying.
two: Karl Urban.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I must make Karl icons. *goes to find pics*
Why is it that most of the time when I go into the CD store I don’t find anything I like, but sometimes there’s approximately 20 things? It’s some sort of evil conspiracy. And by the time mum was done in the chemist and came up to meet me she found me standing there helplessly with an armful of CDs. She managed to pry half of them away (“Nooo, I need HIM’s greatest hits! What do you mean I don’t need another Something for Kate album?? But-but-but the Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack wants to come home with me!”) so I heartbrokenly ran away from her with what I had left- Kill Bill Soundtrack, Bond’s new album, the ‘Vieuphoria’ Smashing Pumpkins DVD, ‘Just Like You’ Three Days Grace- and put them on layby. Mum caught up with me at the counter and ended my diabolical cackling that the least expensive item was coming home with me.

Mum: Shouldn’t you be using your money to buy clothes?
Me: Pah. Who needs clothes? I shall run about as God intended.
Mum: Naked. With a discman.
Me: Yes!
Mum: God intended you to be the crazy naked woman listening to Smashing Pumpkins?
Me: Isn’t it obvious?

There was also a whole part about ‘Music is more important that clothes! Music is life!’ which I think should be a winning quote to get me a job there if I ever wanted it. (Actually. I wonder if they need any help in there? Probably not, but I should look into it.)

So I have my single with my three fancy songs. (Raen, ‘Just Like You’ is the most Diantha/Darius song I have ever heard. I could be mean, I could be angry, you know I could be just like you.’Which was part of the reason I liked it so much…) Waa. Want the albums. I suppose going down and paying them off tomorrow defeats the purpose of laybying them? Sigh. I shall just have to wait. And watch my shiny new Smashing Pumpkins greatest hits DVD.

You know, my mother have a point about how much of my money goes on music…
When I woke up yesterday at 4am with cramps so bad I thought they were attempting to kill me, I wished Lupin would show up and give me some chocolate. But then I thought I might bit his hand instead. Which lead me to Wonder Things.

If a werewolf bites a person, they are cursed to be a wolf three nights a month.

Well, if a person bit, let's say, a Squirrel, would that squirrel be doomed to be a person? A weresquirril! cursed to walk as a man! (or woman!) They'd run around and turn into people going 'maaaaah!!'

And then mum just walked in and mocked my theory. Which is rude.

mum: That doesn't work.
me: Does too!
mum: ... What if the squirrel bites the person?
me: Oh! Then they become a weresquirril too! and one the full moon they turn into a squirrel when the squirrel is a person!
mum: And the person!weresquirrel would sit on the kitchen counter stuffing it's cheeks with nuts.
me: Precisely.
Atten [livejournal.com profile] goma_ness & [livejournal.com profile] phfa!

I am still awake! *laughs manically*

mum: Please don't honestly tell me you're seeing how long you can stay awake for.
me: *shifty*
mum: ... You'll make yourself sick.
me: will not! I'm not even at the paranoia stage! *shrieks and jumps up on sofa* Did you hear that???
mum: ... that was the cat. in the hallway
me: waaa.

Never the less, I'm still awake and this is the point!



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