October 2008
5 posts
I just made an absolute banger apple and strawberry loaf. House smells awesome. Domestic goddess!
wacko dream
I was with two of my girlfriends in a really posh house, and we were sitting on squishy blue couches close to some glass doors leading outside I think, and the John Butler Trio was playing behind them, and everyone was ignoring them, but still making it impossible for us obsessed fans to get closer. Then all of a sudden it was over and everyone had pissed off except John Butler and I, except it...
woes and self expression
I am VERY frustrated. By really stupid things that I have no control over right this minute. Like waiting to find out about a job/ flights/ living /general life for next year. I’m so sick of this out of control feeling, all I want to do is go to fucking sleep without worrying about shit! I hate it when I worry, I just wanna eat my feelings or pull out my brain temporarily so I can have some...
Hello!
I’m back!!!
September 2008
8 posts
sometimes..
raan:
sometimes.. i feel like i should blog something.. just cos i haven’t in a while.. or cos i feel like i should have something to blog..
is that weird?
Wow
I can’t beleive the lengths that this chick will go to to try and hurt me. You can’t touch me girl! I don’t care!
Ha ha! I’M driving now. Take that.
August 2008
16 posts
I love opp shops.
I’ve been aroung total bogans all weekend, who don’t even realise they are. Hope it hasn’t bloody rubbed off on me too much mate. Strewth!
Yuppy-Hippys
I went to an artists market in the Abbotsford convent today and they were everywhere. You know the type. Walking contradiction. ‘I drive everywhere - in my hybrid car. Wow, thats such a beautiful piece of unnessesary stuff…I guess I can afford it for a treat…Do you take American Express? I’m being so sustainable Hi, I’ll need one of those shopping bags in every colour...
Just realised I’m happily tapping away at my computer and listening to music having a grand old time in my bedroom, not wearing a Tshirt because I’m in the process of changing, and my blinds are in fact open and next door are all sitting down to dinner with a fantastic view of that skanky girl next door who doesn’t shut her blinds when she gets changed and appears to be doing...
Yeah, still would… Fucking hell.
ody:
nuttyclairebear:
I would seriously screw anything that moves right now.
no really, I would. It’s getting ridiculous.
I would seriously screw anything that moves right now.
Tunes
I am so happy in many music ways today.
Found out how to authorise my computer to play iTunes music finally.
Rediscovered Nas and happy that although it was my ex’s music and some of it was ‘our’ songs - or the closest we got to anything silly like that - it has new meaning for me and doesn’t make me sad or angry. Take that mate!
Bought some new songs I’ve been...
So i’m finally connected once more, about GODDAMN TIME. if one more little error msg comes up telling me I’m not authorised to do this I will authorise myself to THROW this fucking computer AT SOMETHING HARD. I have a little pent up anger right now, usual remedies not doing it for me. Perhaps I just need a ………you know…..THAT. Really heaps!
THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS DOROTHY.
ARGH, just wrote something and it got deleted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCKYOU!!!!!
I’m already over what I wrote anyway! Moving on….
July 2008
20 posts
First "performance art", and now this:
Make an altered book.
ody:
Project for sculpture: Choose a Found Object (I wanna say, FIND an OBJECT…), and find a way to either change, reinforce or exagerrate it’s meaning, or change the appearance of it through a process.
So basically, get ANYTHING, and do ANYTHING to it.
Not too broad is it? Turns out I’m nowhere neeeaaaarrr enough of an “artist” (the general aim of this course) to have...
Wanted
I need to learn the right times to remove the ‘FUCK OFF’ bucket from my head. It keeps getting in the way.
Conversation with Nutbag.
Ex: Yeah, I did one of those IQ tests online, I'm still a genius. Well, most of the time...except for... well i'm a genius except for that......
Me: Yeah. (Cynical-don't-tempt-me-here-face.)
Ex: Hey, thanks a lot...
Me: No problem. So...how's about that coffee then?
You twit.
I'm GRUMPY
And the only real reason is because this house is just so damn cold! Seriously! What the fuck?! Get your polar bear on!
Boys
Sometimes a girl just needs one.
Buzzy
Why can’t I feel this motivated and creative and energetic when I’m at work? I KNOW! Because I don’t drink any coffee at work! Because instant tastes like brown dishwater! I had a pretty good mac at Palate in Greville St today. I’ve started putting sugar in it just so I can crunch it in my mouth when I’ve finished the coffee, and have something to do with my spoon. I...
“You look like an accident.”
– Anna would like to say this to the checked-shirt-as-dress set.
Pretty things
I’ve realised that I’ve become (become?!) a bit of a magpie. I get obsessed with shiny, sparkly, pink, bright, intricate bits and pieces of stuff and I buy them thinking that I’ll use them for an artwork. Sometimes I use them.
Also, on a fairly unrelated note, I discovered that I have ELEVEN little black dresses. That’s getting ridiculous. I know I’m a melbournite,...
ugh.
My head. I feel that I need to get out of the city for a bit.
Hoo haa
I was just typing something and all of a sudden half of the lights in the house go off with a crack noise, there’s a huge bang (clap?) of thunder and the computer SPARKED at me! ARGH!! I could have died!
Opp shopping
Great purchases today, sexy vintage floral sundress for $15, promoted a very enthusiastic response from a totally random lady when I emerged from the changeroom. All of a sudden found myself doing a little dance on the steps in the middle of the shop. Whoops… acting like a dickhead in public.
attempt at being clever #3.
I drink too much coffee.
attempt at being clever #2.
I feel like I’ve never fully unpacked sometimes, like there’s lots of boxes of amazing new stuff I havn’t looked at yet, and an increasing pile of badly sealed boxes of old stuff that have been hidden. Some need getting rid of. Someone else’s problem, they’re clogging up my life. I need a bit of spring cleaning in winter in my head. Time to pull my stockings up...
attempt at being clever #1.
here’s a little bedtime story kiddies.
Once apon a time a small brown creature was sitting at the entrance to her modestly priced river abode, listening to her i-ribbit and contemplating the big questions in life. How would she redecorate her bathroom? Exactly what type of small annoying insect did she feel like eating that evening? What should she do next time a feral Darwinian bogan...
June 2008
29 posts
oh my.
Think I just made a big decision again. Give me a week and I’ll change my mind. Maybe.