you are not your moustache

I had mad plans of making notes on all the books I'd read so I could blog about them but I forgot :| woops. I dyed bits of my hair blue again and got ditched 3 times, I feel this is sufficient excuse for forgetting. Plus, I remembered the name of the crazy stand-out book AND blogged about it so kudos to me. YES.

I'm back in Newtown. Not for long though. I go home soon, only to leave again, for Tamworth. Whole family driving the multiple hour trip on christmas day. I'm dreading the return trip more though, the dog will be coming back with us. And she's crazy.

I HAD OTHER THINGS TO SAY. Oh yeah. I can cross 63). off my list as I have officially saved 3000$. Then proceeded to spend it on my plane ticket. That's right, I'm officially going to London. I have a plane ticket and travel insurance. It is now going to happen. It was one of those crazy plans that I just assumed I'd be too lazy to follow through on, but there you go.

I never got around to blogging about my awesome day, couple of weekends back, but I realised it was mildly list related so now I'm making an effort: Mother Dearest and I went to a book sale thing which was ridiculous. There was so many people and books. It was excessively hot and I wore jeans and it was in a warehouse and I quite literally melted. But I got an enormous amount of books so it was ok. I spent 60$ and got many. I didn't count them and I can't demonstrate to you how big the stacks of books were but let's say more than what would fill one of those ugly enviro bags from woolies. LOTS, OK? And then Mother Dearest and I got coffee which was dandy and then home. I GOT CHANGED. So much melting. But no more. Then A picked me up and we went adventuring to the city to Paddy's markets ( which is where it becomes list related. But I need to read every post I've ever written to check it counts. FUCK ). I bought all too much but it's all lovely and therefore shutup :) And then back to hers and she introduced me to toddlers and tiaras ( or something ). Basically, small brats and idiotic parents chucking shit fits over plastic head jewellery. HILARIOUS. Go home and nap. Pretty good day, yes?

MuchLove.

book #11

When I was adventuring in Tamworth I did quite a bit of reading and therefore ran out of books to read before my multiple hour train trip home. I borrowed "Crawlers" by John Shirley to read on the way home. Just clearing the air, my Pop reads science fiction. And that's about it. I was tossing up between this and another about aliens in love with bacteria or something, so I went with this one.

I'm all for stepping outside the norm every once in a while, but theres stepping and then there's leaping off the cliff of normalcy. This book started with a guy peeing himself because his mutant colleague is about to kill him. Yes. I was reading this on a train, next to a snobby old lady, trying not to laugh out loud at the ridiculousness.

The sad thing is I've read a book similar to this before. Nanotechnology taking over doesn't really have far to stretch out originality wise. Although this one used organic matter ( ie people ) as part of their make up and evolution process which was new. The idea of my parents being taken over by robots and then posing as my parents is mildly terrifying. It was decently written though. I ripped through it, so that's a plus.

I'm thinking 2.5 stars. Mostly because I want people to read it despite it's ridiculous nature. It's more a "read this, it's hilarious!", rather than a "read this, it's brilliant!".

you must know...

So I havn't blogged as much as I intended what with having a house to myself and being able to do whatever the fuck I want because I've been having too much fun doing other stuff. I'm leaving for work in like uhmm 5 minutes ago... but I went out the other night and it was awesome and I say people should get phone numbers from cute guys for their friends and accidentally end up at lesbian night in clubs more often because it's fucking hilarious.

I love having the extreme lack of fear inhibiting my actions. It's great. You should all try doing and saying exactly what you want to more often. It's lovely.

MuchLove.

movie #12

Totes found my movie list. Scott Pilgrim vs the World. YEAH. I can’t remember if I blogged about this or not which is unfortunate as I have no way to check. Ah well. This was so long ago. Damnit. I saw it with H. Twas hilarious, but another one you can’t even attempt to take seriously. It was good though. I like Michael Cera. I REMEMBER WHY I PUT THIS OFF. It’s boring. I can’t expect you enjoy my ramblings about movies. Mostly because I hate writing anything specific because my uncle does this thing where he tells you so much about it you feel like you’ve already seen it. I should do this drunk. HAHA. Sorry.

The first evil ex was my favourite. HE SUNG. And could fly somehow. And dance while flying. DA FUCK? The vegan one was also pretty fucking hilarious. Oh and the girl was just a bit WHAT? I don’t even…?! Oh oh, favourite characters and I didn’t say the gay roommate. DAMN. So many lolz. I can’t remember their names. I should watch it again. I think my descriptions are quite easy to interpret though, to be honest.

I liked how they used the typography and stuff to have the whole movie look and feel like a video game. That was quite cool.

I’m giving up. 4 stars. Blah Blah Blah. I’ll go watch it again.

noooooooo

While I wait for my microwave meal to microwave I am going to start to write about how shit my yesterday was. Yes it's past midnight, don't judge me and my eating habits.

SO... yesterday. I woke up early. Denied the fact I was awake for two hours and then got up. I put washing on which I promptly forgot. I didn't get home until 11ish at night the next day which you can now see why this is a problem. I made myself an awesome lunch of sandwiches and rice and stuff and forgot that too. Then I walked to the station in the freaking 5billion degree heat and caught the train the fancy website said would get me there on time. It didn't. Work was 8 hours of crap and I found out that they just forgot to pay me. Not a bank error or a bunch of us were some how over looked. They just forgot to give me my pay. When I finally finished work there was a ridiculous amount of police cars and ambulances and confused looking people at Epping station. Turns out there was a trespasser on the tracks and therefore all trains were delayed. So I called Mother Dearest and she rescued stranded me. I felt pretty lame relying on my mother to save me but it was 1.5 hours and 3 buses back to Newtown and taxis are fucking expensive. Plus, she offered. And I later found out 'major delay' translated to 'no trains for a whole hour'. YUCK.

And now it's several days later, I'm going to a concert alone and I'm still in a bit of a shit mood. It's already 4 in the afternoon and I had such beautiful plans. AND CENTRELINK HATES ME. It's ok though. Centrelink is hated back by everyone, you can tell because spell check says it's not a word.

I'm going to blast some Linkin Park ( subject of said concert ) and try to get around to that blogging I promised. The whole staggered release thing never happened because I got bored. I'll post what I did write and you'll understand.

MuchLove.

nm...got it

This is kind of terrible. It’s my first chance to blog in eons and I’m not tech savvy enough to work the internet. I bought an internet stick and plugged it in and everything looked dandy and then had a selfish hissy fit and decided all other websites weren’t worthy and therefore wouldn’t work. So I’m writing this in word. This may not seem like such a huge issue but blogger intensely dislikes copying and pasting shit. Like, imagine that typical uhuh don’t go there, click-in-a-z-formation attitude. Then imagine trying to get that to do what you want. Yeah. It’s just not going to happen.

Hold up. The music stopped. Ok back. That was stupid… a) because it didn’t affect you in the slightest and b) I could have just had music from my laptop instead. Oops.

You know what?! BACKTRACK. I’m house sitting for my aunt in the coolest suburb in Sydney. YESH. It’s pretty neat. But I’m sleepy and the weather is stupid so I’m staying in for the mo and therefore trying to make internet work and whatnot. And this house is a bit odd and I need music or I shall talk to myself and it’s the kind of house that just might answer. Which would be worrying. So music. I’m rambling. Sorry. One other thing though, I’m so used to living at the end of a long driveway, next to a cliff and a creek that people and cars are freaking me out a bit. Darn society, impacting my mental stability.

Cool. They changed my shifts at work. I now work 8 hours, three days a week. It’s pretty swell. The 8 hours are death. The money will be lovely though :) When they decide to pay me. And when I figure out this internet thing and check to see if they decided to pay me. FARK.

WHAT ELSE?! I was most awful at keeping up to date last month. I kind of went catatonic in that I only did what was completely necessary and everything else was ignored. Except for last weekend which was flipping awesome and gets a blog of it’s own. That’s how damn awesome it was.

Ok, I’m going to write about a bunch of movies and then about dreams and then about that weekend adventure and then maybe something else I can think of. Wow. I might even stagger their ‘release’ as I totally have that option if this copying and pasting decides to work. Otherwise I’m going to have a bunch of blogs on Jasper with no way of sharing them with the world, which would shit me to no end.

MuchLove.