what.the.fuck.

no really. what.the.fuck.

hold the phones

i watch australian idol. shut up, so do you. i dont watch it for the talent, i watch it for the laughs, and the comforting fact that i know its not just me yelling at my tv, hundreds of thousands of people are screaming at the same time.
i dont think its a place to nuture talent. i dont think its a place to find the 'next big thing' because you will only come out of it 'the next big theing they want you to be. and its not very often i'll stick up for someone on idol either. but i dont think its necessary for the 'judges' to say quite such nasty things about the contestants.

for instance

rebecca pearce

i am not an animal!

im paraphrasing, but holden said something about her being beautiful so he expected to hear a hummingbird but instead heard a budgie.
you can watch some video here

yeah, she wasnt great, and i certainly wont be voting for her (because i dont vote for anyone and then i complain when the one i like doesnt get in, just like the rest of australia) but just because you're pretty, doesnt mean you can sing.and just because you're ugly, doesnt mean you cant

aaahahahahaha, see what i did there! i am hilarious

i, for instance, believe that tim rogers is just about sex on legs and would i marry him and have his babies? why yes i would.

here he is with his ex wife roccia

and here he is sporting a ridiculous beard

i happen to believe he is pretty bloody spunky and one of the best australian singers of our time if not forever and ever australia, the world, the universe, infinity

aaw, look at him. isnt he cute! wouldnt hurt a fly, he wouldnt

anyway, me and tim rogers, not the point of this post although it would be nice if it was. the point is, i would prefer to watch the australian idol contestants do their thing, whether it be their own song, accompanied by themselves on guitar, or singing with kermie and his band, and then at the end they do a big choreographed dance number just like young talent time.

and then they call marcia hines babygirlfriendsisteryougogirl until her brain starts bleeding out of her ears and then they use her corpse to smash mark holden to a bloody mess. sandilands can just stare blankly with his pointy face until somebody stabs him, i dont really care who. and then they can do another song and dance, celebrating their kill while it roasts slowly over an open fire.

its really not that hard, people

...but girls do

I would say I'm sorry
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I have said too much
Been too unkind

I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that it's too late
And now there's nothing I can do

So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry

I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away

Misjudged your limit
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more

Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

i know. i miss you!

i know. i miss you!, originally uploaded by pipstar_battlecat.

hedgehog!

its oh so quiet

well, it is. but i havent deserted you all, im just over there. no...left a bit...yep....no, hang on... god, i'll do it myself, sheesh

http://upintheairifly.blogspot.com

byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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For every trouble you found
There's a drink to lose it and drown
But do you need somebody, to feel somebody?


you am i

there`s a party going on

TONIGHT

YOU AM I play at the gov tonight, and i`ll be there from six pm having a yummy dinner. then, off to crank and/or supermild for dancing til the early hours. come say goodbye and buy me a drink as i fly to the other side of the world

zoom zoom azooma zoomzoom

spot the difference or 6 degrees of kevin bacon in one move

im not sure if i mentioned it when it happened, but a few weeks ago eli was being looked after by matts parents and he came back with a haircut. im not going to go into how that makes me feel - they should know that by now, but the point of this post is : the place they got his hair cut should advertise as a hairdresser for bratpack wannabe's

read into this whatever you would like



banjo is a lovely little cat. but you wanna know something? stuff has happened to her in her past that isnt very nice, that you wouldnt wish on another cat.
there has been a mean black cat hanging around her. he preys on her, jumps her when she isnt looking. waits for her. sprays all his cat sperm all over her. not nice? no, not nice at all. she doesnt like it, and i can see that she tries to fight him off but he's bigger and stronger than she is and in the end she just gives up and lets him. she's afraid to go outside sometimes. she's afraid he'll get her.

she has done a few things in her life that arent all that good. she's caught animals and eaten them. she's broken the screens on windows. she's scratched people and her sister. she's also run away a couple of times and when she gets back, she acts like she hasnt done anything wrong.

you know what though? that doesnt excuse the black cat for what he has done to her. it doesnt give him the right to hurt her, to impose himself on her.

as an older cat, he should know better, and the wider community should know that just because banjo has done things in her life that others may not agree with, it does not mean that its a lie that the black cat has hurt her.

make me smile

have i told you lately how much i love matthew baldwin? i havent? well, i do. (p.s, mark, if you're reading this, even though i said i love matthew baldwin, that doesnt mean you shouldnt contact me cos, he's married and has a kid and is in america, and i think you're a spunk and want to pash you)

Cacophony

Three musical instruments are sitting in a bar and, after a few drinks, they begin boasting.

"I don't want to brag," says the first, "but I'm a drum. And drums, as I'm sure you know, were the first instruments in the history of the world, used not only for music but also for long range communication and even to motivate soldiers in a time of war. Just about every style of music uses drums of some sort -- hell, there probably wouldn't even be music it if wasn't for us."

"Drums are great, if you only want to play one note," the second instrument cuts in. "But as piano, I have 88 keys to choose from. Most of the great classical music was written with me in mind, and even today my cousin, the keyboard, is central to the creation of modern music."

"Don't talk to me about modern music," scoffs the third instrument. "I'm a guitar, and while you old-timers may have been big in your day, it's the 21st century now. And it's guitars like me that have made rock & roll the most popular music in the world today."

The second instrument sizes up the third skeptically, and then says "What are you talking about? You're not a guitar, you're nothing but a small harp."

And the third instrument leaps off of his stool and shouts, "Are you calling me a lyre?!"

post secret


when i saw this, i almost cried and my thought was 'me too'

and then i thought no. fuck you. this is not how i feel. it is not my fault, it never has been and never will be.

it is your fault

and everyone knows that, even you

ch ch ch changes

so many things have changed, and are changing. i've moved into a new house, my baby is about to start school, im on holidays as of tomorrow afternoon, soon i'll be flying out of the country. people are moving in and out, there are new people i want to meet and old people i never want to see again. its strange how things can be so different.