its 2am and im still awake and my eyes burn from crying
depression is fun!
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Monday, November 14, 2005
dear enetation,
i'm just writing to you to let you know how much i appreciate your services.
i particularly enjoy your 'block' feature, which enables me to block peoples IP addresses so their comments arent seen unless i sign in.
and funnily enough, im only signing in occasionally and, gee, you know, it makes me laugh how many people have the same ip address, and how they keep trying to comment, even though it isnt chowing up. and how they'll comment the smae thing, but different names, and then get pissy and comment on my tagboard, and i can just delete it.
its so much fun, and its so satisfying.
so thankyou for your commenting system. it has made me smile quite a bit lately. very entertaining
love carly
i'm just writing to you to let you know how much i appreciate your services.
i particularly enjoy your 'block' feature, which enables me to block peoples IP addresses so their comments arent seen unless i sign in.
and funnily enough, im only signing in occasionally and, gee, you know, it makes me laugh how many people have the same ip address, and how they keep trying to comment, even though it isnt chowing up. and how they'll comment the smae thing, but different names, and then get pissy and comment on my tagboard, and i can just delete it.
its so much fun, and its so satisfying.
so thankyou for your commenting system. it has made me smile quite a bit lately. very entertaining
love carly
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Monday, November 07, 2005
tag! you are the one
surly gregory tagged me, so here are 20 things you may or may not know about me.
pleasant reading
1. when i was younger i was obsessed with young talent time. i'd video episodes and replay them in the loungeroom where we had one wall entirely covered with mirror tiles (yeah! 80's decor!), and copy all the moves. i would also make my brother and the kids over the fence learn the dances as well. when i thought we were good enough, i rang a hospital...i cant remember now whether it was ashford or flinders...and told them that i was part of a dance group that would like to come and perform for sick kids. they sent me out a letter to confirm us coming in. i never wrote back
2. most photos of me which are taken outside, will result in my having one eye scrunched closed because of the sun being too bright. someone told me the reason i could see perfectly well with one eye closed in the sun was because by closing one eye, i had limited the sunlight going into my eyes my 50%. i still dont know if i believe that.
3. more often than not i feel as though my life should be a movie. a very boring movie, yeah, but there's always some sort of voiceover in my head that just seems too scripted to be anything else. when my "mentalness" was at its "craziest" i was pretty much convinced i was being interviewed by today tonight at most times of the day, and that they were terribly interested in me hanging out the washing and so forth
4. my dad doesnt drink beer. im still not sure of the reason, but when i was little i thought it was because he would turn into a werewolf if he did. i would have a recurring dream that mum, brett and i would be sitting at the traffic lights on wheatsheaf road, facing flaxmill road, and my dad would be at the lights on south road heading towards the city. its night time and he has the interior light on in his car. he's had beer. he's a wolf. and im so scared he will turn and see us. i wake up before the lights change.
5. i steal. all the time. mostly small things i dont need. i've done it ever since i can remember. i remember walking into the deli when i was younger, looking the shopkeeper in the eye, dipping my hand into what, in my memories, seems to be the biggest bucket of small chocolate easter eggs in the entire universe, taking a handful and walking out. i never got in trouble for it and he would even let us choose a packet of hubba bubba on halloween.
6. it makes me sad that i will never be able to send the kids up the shop with $2 to buy a loaf of bread and a litre of milk and say 'keep the change'. i cant do this for a couple of reasons. one, because there is no way thing will ever be that cheap again, and 2, because the world is such a shitty place now that you cant even trust that your kids will be safe playing in the front yard.
7. at the first house i lived in, we had a mandarin tree out the back. the fuit that it grew wasnt very nice, but it would do if you couldnt be bothered walking inside for food. one day i got the bright idea to sell these amazing mandarins. i got an empty icecream container, wrote 'coorara primary school' on the front in crayon, and filled it with tiny mandarins.
i think i sold a few, but then i made my mistake. i knocked on the door of a house nearby, and two little twin boys answered the door.
shit
it wasnt the fact that these kids were only 6 and had they already had the school wary of them, it just happened to be that the boys mum was the deputy principal of my school. she took my mandarins, and my earnings and told me she would donate my takings to the school for me. all up, about 70 cents
8. i am addictive. not me, as in, my actual self, i mean, i get addicted to things very easily. for this reason im really scared of taking any drugs again, or drinking much alcohol.
here is a list of things i've been addicted to so far.
green grapes
green and orange iceblocks
watermelon
tomato and onion tuna
fairy bread
mint chocolate areo bars
feel good iced coffee
fruit and spice muffins
9. i love to give and recieve mixed tapes/cds. it takes a lot of thought to make a good compilation. the songs, the order, the meaning behind everything. is it just a group of songs to introduce them to a genre of music? is there a special meaning behind each song that you're trying to convey? or is there a meaning behind the whole cd?
10. high fidelity is one of my all time top 5 favourite movies. probably has a lot to do with number 9 up there. right at this moment as im typing, with the words coming out quick, no stopping to really really think about it, my top 5 favourite movies are amelie, high fidelity, the breakfast club, charlie and the chocolate factory and to kill a mocking bird.
11.i have never, to my knowledge, broken a bone. i think i may have broken my litle toe once. i remember walking around a corner and catching it on the doorway. it really really really...i dont think i can write enough really's....hurt and its a bit of a funny shape now, compared to my other toes. i think the reason ive not broken anything is because i drink so much milk. i cant put it down to being amazingly coordinated or graceful since i am neither of these. i was once told i had my own awkward grace.
12. after young talent time was taken off air, i still held my dream of being part of a singing and dancing tv show. after school everyday i would take my stereo outside, plug it into the laundry, press play on my tape and something like summer 87 would start. this tape had such gems as a mater of trust, by billy joel, missionary man by the eurythmics, true colours by cyndii lauper and dancing on the ceiling by lionel ritchie (any of these songs could very easily have been on my choose 1985 tape, both were played...and played...and played). i would burst out of the laundry and do my dance to the song, performing to my imaginary audience. it was great.
13. its very likely i will be going to france next year
this scares me immensly
14. i've done a wee under the sydney harbour bridge. a couple of years ago, personwhosnameimustnevermention and i went to sydney to see the star wars exhibition.
heres a photo of me playing beatie bow around the backstreets of the rocks, where it was filmed.
we'd been walking around all day with our entire luggage and i was very tired. we'd sat down under the bridge and i realised i needed to wee. i looked around. surrounding me were little hills and lots of stairs. no toilets in close proximity. my back, neck and shoulders were aching. there was no one around. i sat on a low wall, slipped my knickers off, wriggled my bum to the edge of the ledge and wee'd.
much better
15. i wear sunglasses quite a lot. its very handy for me to wear sunglasses as i quite often will stare at people and frown with...i dont know...disbelief. the problem is that i also quite often forget, and will do this without sunglasses
16. i own more pyjamas and skirts than anything else and i cant help buying more
17.lets get international and a lil bit naughty... i have had "romantic feelings/interludes" with boys from australia, england, norway, france, america and denmark
18. i once stole a kitten. it died. i feel very very bad about this
19. dan just got voted out of australian idol by 27 votes??? what the fuck?? ok, this isnt exactly about me, but even people who cant stand the show must see the injustice of the only person on there who can actually sing and play an instrument, being voted off. this just reitterates my belief that people are stupid and ignorant. at least he wont have to record some crap album now. you know what this is like? its like novelty songs winning the hottest 100.
to make this about me...i watch these shows, dont vote, and then get pissy when the person i wanted to win, doesnt....ie i am lazy
20. my favourite things are my babies, sleeping, reading, cups of tea with milk and hunny
yay! it only took me 3 days, but i've done it. and i tag..............andy, ross and...well, it was going to be sherriff matty but it seems he's on hiatus, so its gonna have to be, ooh, marla
surly gregory tagged me, so here are 20 things you may or may not know about me.
pleasant reading
1. when i was younger i was obsessed with young talent time. i'd video episodes and replay them in the loungeroom where we had one wall entirely covered with mirror tiles (yeah! 80's decor!), and copy all the moves. i would also make my brother and the kids over the fence learn the dances as well. when i thought we were good enough, i rang a hospital...i cant remember now whether it was ashford or flinders...and told them that i was part of a dance group that would like to come and perform for sick kids. they sent me out a letter to confirm us coming in. i never wrote back
2. most photos of me which are taken outside, will result in my having one eye scrunched closed because of the sun being too bright. someone told me the reason i could see perfectly well with one eye closed in the sun was because by closing one eye, i had limited the sunlight going into my eyes my 50%. i still dont know if i believe that.
3. more often than not i feel as though my life should be a movie. a very boring movie, yeah, but there's always some sort of voiceover in my head that just seems too scripted to be anything else. when my "mentalness" was at its "craziest" i was pretty much convinced i was being interviewed by today tonight at most times of the day, and that they were terribly interested in me hanging out the washing and so forth
4. my dad doesnt drink beer. im still not sure of the reason, but when i was little i thought it was because he would turn into a werewolf if he did. i would have a recurring dream that mum, brett and i would be sitting at the traffic lights on wheatsheaf road, facing flaxmill road, and my dad would be at the lights on south road heading towards the city. its night time and he has the interior light on in his car. he's had beer. he's a wolf. and im so scared he will turn and see us. i wake up before the lights change.
5. i steal. all the time. mostly small things i dont need. i've done it ever since i can remember. i remember walking into the deli when i was younger, looking the shopkeeper in the eye, dipping my hand into what, in my memories, seems to be the biggest bucket of small chocolate easter eggs in the entire universe, taking a handful and walking out. i never got in trouble for it and he would even let us choose a packet of hubba bubba on halloween.
6. it makes me sad that i will never be able to send the kids up the shop with $2 to buy a loaf of bread and a litre of milk and say 'keep the change'. i cant do this for a couple of reasons. one, because there is no way thing will ever be that cheap again, and 2, because the world is such a shitty place now that you cant even trust that your kids will be safe playing in the front yard.
7. at the first house i lived in, we had a mandarin tree out the back. the fuit that it grew wasnt very nice, but it would do if you couldnt be bothered walking inside for food. one day i got the bright idea to sell these amazing mandarins. i got an empty icecream container, wrote 'coorara primary school' on the front in crayon, and filled it with tiny mandarins.
i think i sold a few, but then i made my mistake. i knocked on the door of a house nearby, and two little twin boys answered the door.
shit
it wasnt the fact that these kids were only 6 and had they already had the school wary of them, it just happened to be that the boys mum was the deputy principal of my school. she took my mandarins, and my earnings and told me she would donate my takings to the school for me. all up, about 70 cents
8. i am addictive. not me, as in, my actual self, i mean, i get addicted to things very easily. for this reason im really scared of taking any drugs again, or drinking much alcohol.
here is a list of things i've been addicted to so far.
green grapes
green and orange iceblocks
watermelon
tomato and onion tuna
fairy bread
mint chocolate areo bars
feel good iced coffee
fruit and spice muffins
9. i love to give and recieve mixed tapes/cds. it takes a lot of thought to make a good compilation. the songs, the order, the meaning behind everything. is it just a group of songs to introduce them to a genre of music? is there a special meaning behind each song that you're trying to convey? or is there a meaning behind the whole cd?
10. high fidelity is one of my all time top 5 favourite movies. probably has a lot to do with number 9 up there. right at this moment as im typing, with the words coming out quick, no stopping to really really think about it, my top 5 favourite movies are amelie, high fidelity, the breakfast club, charlie and the chocolate factory and to kill a mocking bird.
11.i have never, to my knowledge, broken a bone. i think i may have broken my litle toe once. i remember walking around a corner and catching it on the doorway. it really really really...i dont think i can write enough really's....hurt and its a bit of a funny shape now, compared to my other toes. i think the reason ive not broken anything is because i drink so much milk. i cant put it down to being amazingly coordinated or graceful since i am neither of these. i was once told i had my own awkward grace.
12. after young talent time was taken off air, i still held my dream of being part of a singing and dancing tv show. after school everyday i would take my stereo outside, plug it into the laundry, press play on my tape and something like summer 87 would start. this tape had such gems as a mater of trust, by billy joel, missionary man by the eurythmics, true colours by cyndii lauper and dancing on the ceiling by lionel ritchie (any of these songs could very easily have been on my choose 1985 tape, both were played...and played...and played). i would burst out of the laundry and do my dance to the song, performing to my imaginary audience. it was great.
13. its very likely i will be going to france next year
this scares me immensly
14. i've done a wee under the sydney harbour bridge. a couple of years ago, personwhosnameimustnevermention and i went to sydney to see the star wars exhibition.
heres a photo of me playing beatie bow around the backstreets of the rocks, where it was filmed.
we'd been walking around all day with our entire luggage and i was very tired. we'd sat down under the bridge and i realised i needed to wee. i looked around. surrounding me were little hills and lots of stairs. no toilets in close proximity. my back, neck and shoulders were aching. there was no one around. i sat on a low wall, slipped my knickers off, wriggled my bum to the edge of the ledge and wee'd.
much better
15. i wear sunglasses quite a lot. its very handy for me to wear sunglasses as i quite often will stare at people and frown with...i dont know...disbelief. the problem is that i also quite often forget, and will do this without sunglasses
16. i own more pyjamas and skirts than anything else and i cant help buying more
17.lets get international and a lil bit naughty... i have had "romantic feelings/interludes" with boys from australia, england, norway, france, america and denmark
18. i once stole a kitten. it died. i feel very very bad about this
19. dan just got voted out of australian idol by 27 votes??? what the fuck?? ok, this isnt exactly about me, but even people who cant stand the show must see the injustice of the only person on there who can actually sing and play an instrument, being voted off. this just reitterates my belief that people are stupid and ignorant. at least he wont have to record some crap album now. you know what this is like? its like novelty songs winning the hottest 100.
to make this about me...i watch these shows, dont vote, and then get pissy when the person i wanted to win, doesnt....ie i am lazy
20. my favourite things are my babies, sleeping, reading, cups of tea with milk and hunny
yay! it only took me 3 days, but i've done it. and i tag..............andy, ross and...well, it was going to be sherriff matty but it seems he's on hiatus, so its gonna have to be, ooh, marla
Saturday, November 05, 2005
you're it!
so the sexy surlyboy tagged me, and i'll be completing my list soon. i just got back from fish and chips and cricket on the beach with the boys, was really nice.
felt like real summer today, the kind that i like. apparently it'll be raining for the next couple of days and then sunny again.
tom keeps asking where this 'stupidly hot summer' he keeps hearing about, is. well, isnt he going to be pissed off when it gets here. it was 35 today and that was way hot enough for me. i told him to wait until next weekend. it should rain the morning of the christmas pageant, and then not rain again until about april.
i ate twisties today, with the complete knowledge i would have a headache afterwards
i have a headache
bedtime for me, i'll post my 20 things soon
so the sexy surlyboy tagged me, and i'll be completing my list soon. i just got back from fish and chips and cricket on the beach with the boys, was really nice.
felt like real summer today, the kind that i like. apparently it'll be raining for the next couple of days and then sunny again.
tom keeps asking where this 'stupidly hot summer' he keeps hearing about, is. well, isnt he going to be pissed off when it gets here. it was 35 today and that was way hot enough for me. i told him to wait until next weekend. it should rain the morning of the christmas pageant, and then not rain again until about april.
i ate twisties today, with the complete knowledge i would have a headache afterwards
i have a headache
bedtime for me, i'll post my 20 things soon
Friday, November 04, 2005
realisations
*my bike has still not been returned
*nor has it turned up at a cash converters
*im really glad im not left handed cos my left wrist is really sore from work today
*changing names doesnt automatically change your ip address
*the biggest worry in e's life at the moment, called out in the middle of a dream the other night 'x! let me play with it!'
*court is a month away
*my bike has still not been returned
*nor has it turned up at a cash converters
*im really glad im not left handed cos my left wrist is really sore from work today
*changing names doesnt automatically change your ip address
*the biggest worry in e's life at the moment, called out in the middle of a dream the other night 'x! let me play with it!'
*court is a month away
Thursday, November 03, 2005
funny
so, i called the police about my bike and i happened to mention the crappy week i'd been having. like how my brake fluid kept leaking, among other things. for some reason they found this interesting and asked if anything else had happened recently. actually, yeah, someone keeps pulling my lights out of the ground out the front, and there's a new scratch on my car.
they asked me if i could think of anyone who could want to cause me harm in anyway.
was there anything else going on that they should know about?
was there anything strange happening lately?
anything out of the ordinary...perhaps i hadnt thought so at the time, but thinking back...?
and i thought....you know, i really had to think....
i mean, they'd need some proof that anything was happening to me, but, where would i get proof that people were acting in any way untoward against me? i mean, would anyone just leave that sort of thing laying around for anyone to see?
i told them i'd get back to them if i could think of anything
so, i called the police about my bike and i happened to mention the crappy week i'd been having. like how my brake fluid kept leaking, among other things. for some reason they found this interesting and asked if anything else had happened recently. actually, yeah, someone keeps pulling my lights out of the ground out the front, and there's a new scratch on my car.
they asked me if i could think of anyone who could want to cause me harm in anyway.
was there anything else going on that they should know about?
was there anything strange happening lately?
anything out of the ordinary...perhaps i hadnt thought so at the time, but thinking back...?
and i thought....you know, i really had to think....
i mean, they'd need some proof that anything was happening to me, but, where would i get proof that people were acting in any way untoward against me? i mean, would anyone just leave that sort of thing laying around for anyone to see?
i told them i'd get back to them if i could think of anything
public announcement
whoever stole my bike from the adelaide train station last night or early this morning, can you please put it back?
no doubt by now you will have realised its a girly gike with back pedal brakes and one of the gears doesnt work, so i'm sure its not actually what you were expecting when you saw it.
i'd really appreciate it if you just put it back where it was.
thanks
whoever stole my bike from the adelaide train station last night or early this morning, can you please put it back?
no doubt by now you will have realised its a girly gike with back pedal brakes and one of the gears doesnt work, so i'm sure its not actually what you were expecting when you saw it.
i'd really appreciate it if you just put it back where it was.
thanks
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
i read on the adelaide index that sparrow had written about school photos.
x had his school photos on monday. he said they went well. he got to stand up the back because he is nice and tall, and he said he smiled nice for his solo photo and his class photo.
then came the whole school photo
how did that go?
'i stuck my tongue out and no one even saw me do it!'
x had his school photos on monday. he said they went well. he got to stand up the back because he is nice and tall, and he said he smiled nice for his solo photo and his class photo.
then came the whole school photo
how did that go?
'i stuck my tongue out and no one even saw me do it!'
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
by all means
i've been writing on his blog since 2002 and ive never deleted any comments. the comment button is there for you all to leave your opinions. most of you do, and most are well recieved by everyone. some people have differing opinions and that is fine too. i usually write back to these people, to try and suss out the actual reasons for the differences and sometimes this leads to interesting discussions. other times it just leads to people dodging questions and putting words into my mouth.
and so, ive decided that i'll be deleting the last lot of comments on my latest entries.
wendy, if you would like to continue our discussion, my email address is readily available on my blog. i'll be happy to keep talking abou this issue, which was a few lines in a whole entry, but only if you answer all the questions i ask, just like i answer yours.
i'll look forward to hearing from you
i've been writing on his blog since 2002 and ive never deleted any comments. the comment button is there for you all to leave your opinions. most of you do, and most are well recieved by everyone. some people have differing opinions and that is fine too. i usually write back to these people, to try and suss out the actual reasons for the differences and sometimes this leads to interesting discussions. other times it just leads to people dodging questions and putting words into my mouth.
and so, ive decided that i'll be deleting the last lot of comments on my latest entries.
wendy, if you would like to continue our discussion, my email address is readily available on my blog. i'll be happy to keep talking abou this issue, which was a few lines in a whole entry, but only if you answer all the questions i ask, just like i answer yours.
i'll look forward to hearing from you
Monday, October 31, 2005
yep, i think im gonna call it...
best.you.am.i.gig.ever
there was music and mayhem, there were laughter and (almost) tears, and there was you am i.
for the second weekend in a row i found myself at the gov hotel at hindmarsh, this time to see the amazing you am i. i think my favourite you am i gig of al time was the 96 thebarton gig when they played with powderfinger and flat stanley. as far as an overall feeling coupled with the support bands and the fact that gavin came up to me afterwards and we stared at each other, gobsmacked by what we had just witnessed, it was perfect. friday night, however, had the added bonus of playing at the gov which is a brilliant venue, you're so close to the band, its great. but also, the night was good because of the highs and lows that made it up.
to start off the day, i took tom to colonnades so that he could experience southern culture. and didnt he just. aaah, colonnades, what would we do without you?
tom said 'shouldn't you know everyone here?' just as we were walking towards embers store. before we got there we passed a girl i went to highschool with, and then we went to campbells newsagency where another girl i went to school with, works and also, lisa (james gf, natashas sister) was there buying lotto tickets. so yeah, it was good timing. except that at that moment, tom elected to go to a party, rather than see you am i. so we bought one ticket.
we went to target so tom could buy shoes, and he decided that he did want to go. but the campbells there doesnt sell tickets, so we tried to make it back to colonnades, but it was closed by the time we got there. 'we'll get one online!', nope. only tickets available at the door now.
so after we watched harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban, we made our way to the gov to find it totally sold out. totally, completely, utterly sold out.
and no one had a spare ticket. no one. then it happened, personwhosnameimustnevermention turned up with l. ooooh, switcheroo time! 3 in about 10 seconds. i couldnt look anyone in the eye, someone tried to start crying and i managed to stop that, but then someone else took over and almost yelled and i managed to stop that too.
then i was sad, very tired and a little headachey. i had decided to sell my ticket to some guys who were after one as well, and sit in the front room, getting drunk and listening to you am i, when a guy came up to us and asked if we needed a ticket. apparently his mate just hadnt turned up, and we looked so sad out there he wanted us to have it.
yay
i looked for kent once i got inside, but couldnt see him anywhere. a couple of guys looked at me, and i looked at them, and there was a flicker of possible recognition, but both of us just kept walking.
we made our way to the front and got a great spot. i went to get drinks after a while, and both on the way to the bar and the way out, i almost ran straight into personwhosnameimustnevermention and l after emerging from the packed in masses.
there was a cute girl next to tom and i who kept saying 'do you know how excited i am? have i told you how excited i am? you do know how excited i am, right?' we knew, she was very cute and danced with me and we did the clapclap clap together at the exact same time. i informed her i'll be looking for her at the next you am i gig and she blew me a kiss.
there was moshing, there was jumping jumping jumping and singing at the top of our lungs. it was fucking fantastic and as they left the stage i felt a sense of euphoria, a satisfaction that timmy and the boys were back to their true form and they definately absofuckinglutely ARE NOT and HAVE NOT split up.
tom and i were kissing and we got a bit heckled. apparently tom is setting a bit of a high standard among the guys and they dont like it. i was informed i was very lucky to have someone like him, and since then ive been reminded of the 'high standard' of my boyfriend.
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managed to get sunburned yesterday after spending about an hour on the beach. all covered up, even wearing a hat. still burned. hurts lots. ouch. x is worried my skin will fall off
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banjo is home and has a nice long scar running down her tummy. i'd show you a picture but personwhosnameimustnevermention has the camera and i dont know how she'd feel about me putting her on the scanner
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one of x's friends at school has a new baby brother. he brought him in to show the class today.
'this is clayton, he's a week old and he weighs 9 pounds, any questions?'
the first question? 'what do you think it felt like when the baby came out?'
best.you.am.i.gig.ever
there was music and mayhem, there were laughter and (almost) tears, and there was you am i.
for the second weekend in a row i found myself at the gov hotel at hindmarsh, this time to see the amazing you am i. i think my favourite you am i gig of al time was the 96 thebarton gig when they played with powderfinger and flat stanley. as far as an overall feeling coupled with the support bands and the fact that gavin came up to me afterwards and we stared at each other, gobsmacked by what we had just witnessed, it was perfect. friday night, however, had the added bonus of playing at the gov which is a brilliant venue, you're so close to the band, its great. but also, the night was good because of the highs and lows that made it up.
to start off the day, i took tom to colonnades so that he could experience southern culture. and didnt he just. aaah, colonnades, what would we do without you?
tom said 'shouldn't you know everyone here?' just as we were walking towards embers store. before we got there we passed a girl i went to highschool with, and then we went to campbells newsagency where another girl i went to school with, works and also, lisa (james gf, natashas sister) was there buying lotto tickets. so yeah, it was good timing. except that at that moment, tom elected to go to a party, rather than see you am i. so we bought one ticket.
we went to target so tom could buy shoes, and he decided that he did want to go. but the campbells there doesnt sell tickets, so we tried to make it back to colonnades, but it was closed by the time we got there. 'we'll get one online!', nope. only tickets available at the door now.
so after we watched harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban, we made our way to the gov to find it totally sold out. totally, completely, utterly sold out.
and no one had a spare ticket. no one. then it happened, personwhosnameimustnevermention turned up with l. ooooh, switcheroo time! 3 in about 10 seconds. i couldnt look anyone in the eye, someone tried to start crying and i managed to stop that, but then someone else took over and almost yelled and i managed to stop that too.
then i was sad, very tired and a little headachey. i had decided to sell my ticket to some guys who were after one as well, and sit in the front room, getting drunk and listening to you am i, when a guy came up to us and asked if we needed a ticket. apparently his mate just hadnt turned up, and we looked so sad out there he wanted us to have it.
yay
i looked for kent once i got inside, but couldnt see him anywhere. a couple of guys looked at me, and i looked at them, and there was a flicker of possible recognition, but both of us just kept walking.
we made our way to the front and got a great spot. i went to get drinks after a while, and both on the way to the bar and the way out, i almost ran straight into personwhosnameimustnevermention and l after emerging from the packed in masses.
there was a cute girl next to tom and i who kept saying 'do you know how excited i am? have i told you how excited i am? you do know how excited i am, right?' we knew, she was very cute and danced with me and we did the clapclap clap together at the exact same time. i informed her i'll be looking for her at the next you am i gig and she blew me a kiss.
there was moshing, there was jumping jumping jumping and singing at the top of our lungs. it was fucking fantastic and as they left the stage i felt a sense of euphoria, a satisfaction that timmy and the boys were back to their true form and they definately absofuckinglutely ARE NOT and HAVE NOT split up.
tom and i were kissing and we got a bit heckled. apparently tom is setting a bit of a high standard among the guys and they dont like it. i was informed i was very lucky to have someone like him, and since then ive been reminded of the 'high standard' of my boyfriend.
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managed to get sunburned yesterday after spending about an hour on the beach. all covered up, even wearing a hat. still burned. hurts lots. ouch. x is worried my skin will fall off
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banjo is home and has a nice long scar running down her tummy. i'd show you a picture but personwhosnameimustnevermention has the camera and i dont know how she'd feel about me putting her on the scanner
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one of x's friends at school has a new baby brother. he brought him in to show the class today.
'this is clayton, he's a week old and he weighs 9 pounds, any questions?'
the first question? 'what do you think it felt like when the baby came out?'
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