I'm glad you liked it. The tired ramblings of a strangely put together mind must (at least) amuse the masses, if not make them think every once in a while.
I doubt she was thinking negatively about you. I'd imagine she was thinking pretty much the exact same things you were ... a mix of a bunch of things about herself.
Also, I feel the same way.
My life is so fucking good that I highfive myself sometimes.
I'm glad there's dealing in there... perhaps it's not so much drowning as flailing our arms about, getting exhausted, looking at how far we are from land...
I'm trying to make new memories
In cities where we fell in love
My head just barely above
The darkest water I've ever known
Compiling this list only shows me how much I actually like Australian Music, which is kinda scary....
Paul Kelly - To Her Door
Faker - Quarter to Three, Love for Sale or The Familiar (I &hearts Faker!!!)
Hunters and Collectors - Throw your arms around me
The Easybeats - Friday on my Mind
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - ANYTHING!!! (Or, for a super Aussiekick, his duet with the lovel Miss Minouge!)
Savage Garden - I Want You or Santa Monica
The Whitlams - No Aphrodisiac
Powderfinger - The Day You Come.
Crowded House - Don't Dream it's Over
... just to name a few.
Note: Paul Kelly is a Must!
Oooh, and don't forget old school tracks like:
Along the Road to Gundagai - Jack O'Hagan
I Was Only Nineteen - Redgum
Khe Sanh - Cold Chisel
Pub with no Beer - Slim Dusty
Why do I harbour the strongest feelings for the two girls least available to me?
Why do I not have stronger feelings for the awesome girls who are available to me?
Should I live alone, taking advantage of the higher income the next six months will bring, enjoying the ability to walk around nude, use the bathroom... Read More
Sorry to disappoint, but the scheduled 'Anti-Bush' rant will not be broadcast as previously promised.
I bring you instead something far more interesting and sordid (well, to me at least)...
(it's a little long, but please read on).
It's official! Well, maybe not 'official'...but a fact; the Operations Manager at my work is boning one of the office ladies in the Warehouse Manager's office after... Read More
I would most definitely do some winking. Just a couple of winks at each of them, enough that they kinda freak out. And it would be AWESOME to hear that funny conversation people have when they think you know, but don't know you know... you know: "He just winked at me!" "I know, he winked at me earlier!" "Really? Do you think he knows?" "No, surely not, we're really stealthy... maybe... maybe he does know!! Shit!!" "No, he can't know. He can't know! We have to find out for sure." etc, etc. And then watch them stumble around the issue when they want to find out what you know without actually telling you.
OK. I have just seen, hands down, one of the best stage productions I have ever been privileged to witness.
I went tonight, with some awesome friends, to see Drum Tao rock the QPAC concert hall and rock it they did! I've never seen a show get, over the course of the evening, three standing ovations before the final bow! These people are amazing!
Glad to hear that you had a great time at Drum Tao. Was there really any other option, though?
In response to your comment on my blog: Whoa! I haven't heard Catatonia in aaaaages! I used to have one or two of their CDs but I don't have them in their iTunes! That's how long!
Still: It's all over the front page, you give me road rage!
Call me a hopeless romantic and Ill plead guilty as charged.
I had a thought recently about the phrase 'My place in the world'.
Many people seem to be looking for it; their 'place' in the world. And so I wondered; is this a geographical place? A professional one? A social niche?
I think I figured out what defines, for me at least, my... Read More
So, your place in the world is to bask in and leech off someone else's awesome?
To play second fiddle?
To be the Assistant [to the] Regional Manager?
To hold the roses while she gets the tiara?
He walks alone on an empty street. The morning sun, distracted by the leaves on the trees, adores and forgets him in turns. He hunches his shoulders against the cold world and watches the pavement pass below him. He mouths the words to the song in his ears. He thinks about the girl in his dreams last night and the one he hopes to see... Read More
The form of this is really cool, it reads almost like poetry but the verse form is hard to grasp so it really gives the feeling of a morning.
I love those moments. When you're so caught up in what you're reading or writing that you're lost to the world around you. Once I got swept away so much that I didn't realise that I'd gotten on the wrong bus. Twenty minutes ago.
I love Taiko...
Else I'm just treading water here
Good luck to you.
Would love to help re series. I have a new phone (again) and no-ones numbers.
Mine is 0434 433 235.
Send me a text to give me yours, we should catch up for a beer sometime!