lullaby - matt costa

When you’re so lonely lying in bed
Night’s closed it’s eyes but you can’t rest your head
Everyone’s sleeping all through the house
You wish you could dream but forgot to somehow
Sing this lullaby to yourself
Sing this lullaby to yourself
And if you are waiting, waiting for me
Know I’ll be home soon darling I guarantee
I’ll be home Sunday just in one week
Dry up your tears if you start to weep
And sing this lullaby to yourself
Sing this lullaby to yourself
Lullaby, I’m not nearby
Sing this lullaby to yourself
Don’t you cry, no don’t you cry
Sing this lullaby to yourself
Cause when I arrive dear it won’t be that long
No it won’t seem like anytime that I’ve been gone
It ain’t the first time it won’t be the last
Won’t you remember these words to help the time pass?
So when you’re so lonely lying in bed
Night’s closed it’s eyes but you can’t rest your head
Everyone’s sleeping all through the house
You wish you could dream but forgot to somehow
Sing this lullaby to yourself
Sing this lullaby to yourself
Sing this lullaby, sing this lullaby
Sing this lullaby to yourself

week into weekend

on monday i spent a funfilled afternoon at the residential tenancies tribunal. that was exciting. outcome is pending.

tuesday i hopped a plane to the gold coast and road a monorail in the sun. i took a photo of a giant turtle and some ibi (plural of ibis), and watched all saints.
wednesday i walked in a rainforest and saw skinks in sizes ranging from 2 centimetres to 2 feet. i wandered around in a room full of cuckoo clocks. i paid $2 for 15 minutes of internets. i called tom. i miss him.
thursday i watched my brother get married in a park on the beach. i babysat a beautiful baby. i made a new friend. i couldnt escape my dads girlfriend. i stayed up til 130 talking about everything with my cousin.
friday i flew home on the same airplane as my dad.
i still managed to speak less than 10 words to him and not look directly at him.

friday night, saturday night, sunday and sunday night - its nice to hold someone, and have someone hold you

brett's getting married

poss because its 1am?

browsing ebay, came across a llama fur jacket

think to myself 'i'm going to email that to carl'

note to all of you:

carl is the fat nerd on jimmy neutron
he is a cartoon
he doesnt have an email address

and even if he did, he's an a tv show, how on earth would i have it???

goodbye

last night and the night before, i got to hear part of the goodbye concert for candle records (thankyou rob).
i really wish i could have gone, but hearing dazz and the lucksmiths was pretty darn great.

i also had an awesome time at jam last night. morgyn is my new favourite dancing partner and one day we shall be famous through interpretive dance. we already have moves to 'get back', the fan dance, and we can dance like peacocks and tigers. last night the jade monkey, tomorrow the world.
miffy is freaking hilarious and pebs gives the best hugs and i wouldnt give them up for the world.
sitting and talking with brett, and getting hugs again was a major relief and something that definately made me smile.
seeing peter at sharyns 30th was nice. him remembering i always wanted to be a librarian was the loveliest thing thats happened to me in a long time.
nicko was still upset for me, and hoping i was ok after the following incident. thankyou nicko.
now on to the bad

on friday night a guy grabbed my boob inside my bra and yanked it. fucker. over a glow stick

a glow stick

fucker

it was stupidly hot

it was skanks ahoy

i had no lift home

i was turned down when asked if i could stay somewhere

AND THAT WAS JUST FRIDAY

saturday came and it was hot again. i spoke to the boys and they were swimming all day. i want to be swimming

saturday night started off really cool. dancing with miffy, morgz and ellyn on stage at the jade was brilliant. whatever song it was about half way through the night, when we all stopped and then started dancing again exactly the same, that was my favourite part.

and then the end...if the night could have finished with the champagne circle of supernova love, it would have been grand, but it didnt. and there was yelling and throwing and punching and people saying things they shouldnt to people they shouldnt.

im hoping everything is ok now

soon, morgz and i will doo doo dodododoodo doo doo dooooo doo in our clown car over to colonnades and have a fabulous time together :P
hello adelaide just got hello-ier

for valentines day, a 3 year old girl called molly cut out a love heart and wrote her name on it and gave it to me, a 3 and a half year old boy named luka told me i was his favourite storytime lady, and a 2 year old boy called drew told me he named his fish after me

i guess it could have been worse

tv

all saints is the best tv show in the whole world ever

except for never mind the buzzcocks

mark priestly seriously wants me

as does simon amstell


doesnt matter a bit that he's gay

you

make

me

so

mad

when i was in france i got very angry. people were smoking everywhere. in shops, in restaurants, everywhere! how dare you smoke near me! i thought, i am trying to enjoy my croissants beurre, or ....rectangular shaped croissant thing with chocolate in the middle, and you are smoking!

and then tom reminded me that they're allowed to

but then today, i found out that the government has now banned smoking in all public places, which limits people to smoking in their homes.

my croissants will taste so much better next time :)

e jokes

why did the chicken cross the road?

well, its one word, and its something about a banana and something about a chicken

its cos the chicken wanted a banana

big day out

i think

that this will be my tenth big day out

and since i know you cant read that, i'll spell it out for you. in order but a lot overlap so i'll just see how i feel at the time

poly and the statics
antony of the future
clue to kalo
sleepy jackson
fire! santa rosa fire!
sleepy jackson
eskimo joe
little birdy
the vines
john butler trio
kasabian
the killers
jet
mere theory
something for kate
bob evans
muse
you am i
the audreys
the presets
violent femmes

plus dj ian maiden playing the cockrockingrock!

and that big blue blob? that was my chemical romance. they cried too much and drowned in a puddle of their owns tears

here is where i will be all day today

wincing the night away

well

it seems there are spies everywhere. good ol adelaide. love this place to pieces! what i love the best is how someone knows someone who knows someone who knows you! and that person used to live next door to your hairdressers sister, who went to school with that guy you pashed, so you'd better not mention him to the guy who delivers the junk mail or someone will call someone and tell them aaaaaaall about it.


how about, if you have a problem with what i write about, you tell me. i clearly have a comments section, i clearly have a contact me button, its not that hard

fuggers

you're lucky i'd already swallowed my cup of tea, go fug yourself

"Do you really want to be riding bareback on this particular wang carousel"