| gnarls barkley - storm coming |
[11 Jun 2006|09:38pm] |
but a song will only scratch the skin
and there are still places i haven't been
because i know what's in there
is already in the air
oh yeah
there's a storm on the way
there's a storm on the way
all right
there's a storm on the way, yeah
uh huh
and it's coming no matter what i say
oh
here i come, i come, i come, i come
hey, hey, hey
there's truth in the thunder
love in the lightning
the feeling is frightening
but isn't it exciting
i'm something like stormy weather
if i weren't we'd never
huddle together
do i have to tell ya
that i'm also the sunlight
that shines shortly after
i just rain 'cause i have to
on to other chapter
i wish you lots of laughter
till the next time you see me
just remember you need me
i'm the storm coming, coming, coming
so here i come, i come, i come, i come
well come on!
here i come, i come, i come, i come
ah come on!
run towards the hills
to avoid the high floods
i can do a dance that’ll make the sky cry blood
skills provoking
seals to be broken open
all that's left to do is try my love
woah
an i'm singing in the cyclone
i'm writing a raging sea searching
for a sign of the times
is it safe to say it's me
listen to our lives
the wind will whisper the way it is
i'm going to happen what a lovely day it is
don't ask why
just live
and
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| flotsam/jetsam |
[09 Jun 2006|11:34pm] |
bubbling homebrew is the sound of achievement
my bong is better now the conepiece fits
work is better when sohale is in america
the doof was wicked and i want more
dreads are high maintenance but worth it
trish knows good music
art
anna is love
cigarettes don't need to be part of my life
music is essential, and omnipresent if you listen
i can succeed
thoughts are electrical impulses, which is pretty quick
people are transparent
photoshop is perfection
home is comfort
beds are cold when you're alone
aimless wandering is not aimless at all
there are no solid edges, the world consists of gradients
i crave stimulation
natural drugs are better than synthetic
governments are useless
emos are multiplying exponentially
existence is layers
normal is an illusion
bill watterson is a philosopher
skin is beautiful
less is more
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| lots |
[29 May 2006|05:18pm] |
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i count precisely three hundred billion nine hundred and seventy eight million thirty eight thousand seven hundred and sixteen thoughts cranking through my head. i haven't written in ages, been occupied with all sorts of shit. there seems so much going on. melbourne was so much fun. walking round the city, sampling the cafes and pubs, checking out the insane mixture of architecture. i love how there's so many old buildings with the new world growing in the gaps between, filling up the spaces. next time it has to be for longer, three days isn't enough to feel properly settled. there was so much to do and not enough time to do it so we were rushing most of the time. so many people. argh. it was pretty insane when we first got there and went into the cbd, people are just coming at you from every direction and we didn't know what was what. well i didn't anyway, apples seemed to have a rough idea of where he was going so that got us through the turbulent first few hours easily enough. everything was so cheap. stuff like coffee and food. 2.30 or 2.50 for a coffee at pretty much everywhere which is awesome compared to down here. the backpackers was kind of scungy but it did the job as far as a crappy matress for passing out on goes. at least the people there were friendly, same with the staff in the bar next door. picked up some weird pills, random mixture of strange chemicals. they kept me wired for hours though. i brought a huge palm leaf home to the backpackers at 6am. nice one. might as well have a neon sign announcing i'm on drugs. oh well. nearly missed the plane home cos i lost my boarding pass and didn't realise til the last minute, then ran miles through the airport back to the check-in area only to find out they could have given a replacement one at the boarding area. i got one there anyway and sprinted back up. this time when i got to the metal detection i ripped my belt off straight away cos i knew it would buzz and threw all my stuff in the tub and ran the rest of the way with no belt. must have made a funny sight, me caning along as fast as i could with my belt and wallet in one hand and my boarding pass in the other. flying is madness. looking down at the top of the clouds. everything is so tiny. i love it. hardly slept at all while we were over there, and i had a 7am start the day after we got back so i didn't get to have a proper sleep until two or three days later and i slept for 14 hours. it felt good but it wasn't enough i guess cos on friday at 5am i woke up feeling really ill and went to the bathroom only to spew my guts into the sink. nice one. took a bucket back to bed and spent the whole day there, sleeping fitfully or spewing. i had the weirdest feverdreams, i'm reading 1984 at the moment and for some reason when i was asleep everything was ingsoc and the thought police were trying to catch me while i contacted the underground freedom movement and the pains in my gut from the flu were some weird biochemical test on me. it was weird weird weird, cos it lasted the whole day. anna was there the whole time i was in bed, bringing me whatever i needed, just smiling and watching and making me feel safe. she stayed here six out seven night nights last week. full on. been spending so much time together. the littlest things she does make me smile, the way her body moves, her handwriting, her little dimples and pixie ears and cute little nose. mmmm. good feelings. it was good to have a day alone today though, i needed a bit of time out to relax and think. i spent a good couple of hours sitting on the balcony, watching the world and letting the thoughts tick over. apples got all psychologist on me today and made me think about my future, where i want to go, what i want to do. i found it hard to explain it to him, and i think he got the impression that i haven't thought about it, or that i'm really struggling to find direction or something. it was more that i've got a feeling, an emotion, a colour, a thought, a hope, a path for where i want my life to lead but i don't really have any material goals or objectives of how to get there; this made it really hard to convey with words and i couldn't answer him very well. i had a good think about it and i want happiness. comfort. security. adventure. excitement. love. friendship. but i also want the opposite of all of them. melancholy. distress. danger. monotony. boredom. hate. loneliness. without feeling the extreme polar opposite of something you can never truly appreciate it. i want to experience, and play, and learn. i want the good times and the bad times. i want to own my home and make money and have a family and children and grow old disgracefully and laugh and cry and grow wise while becoming senile and make my grandchildren laugh when i pull a stupid face at them and all sorts of good stuff that's associated with this warm and happy, hopeful yet vague feeling i get when i think of the future. i don't know exactly where the path ahead of me leads but i know i'm going to have the most amazing time following it, and i'll take the time to stop once in a while and have a look at the scenery, and think about how far i've come and where i'm yet to go. there's lots more to say yet but this will do for now. photos from melb soon.
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| fuck me dead |
[22 May 2006|12:23am] |
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woooo! what a bender. i love melbourne. full report tomorrow.
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| busy busy busy |
[16 May 2006|10:37am] |
well, things have been building up for a while. last week felt like waiting waiting waiting, this week it's all happening. tomorrow i've got the induction night for another data entry contract, so i should start that properly next week i reckon. leonie said she'll drop me back to just three mornings at the one stop, but i dunno how i'll go with late nights/early starts so there's a definite chance i could just quit. that'd be so good. that job shits me to me tears. and friday morning sees me, apples and bezz off to melbourne for a boys' weekend. beer, footy, live music, gambling, drugs, more beer, and basically disconnecting from the real world. can't wait!!
the weekend was pretty good. friday night me and anna went and picked amy up from her place in lindisfarne. anna thought the dog was going to eat her and ran and jumped over the fence. funniest thing i ever saw. i love that girl. then we went down to the lawns and met some crew for drinks. soph, maddie, simon, andi, frenchy, dave and a few others. there were more people drifting like kurt and tash but that was our posse. we had a few drinks there then wandered up to the welcome. the idea was to play some pool but i don't think anyone actually played a game. we all just sat out on that balcony bit, drinking and smoking. bazz and stumpke were there as well, had a bit of a chat to them. we'd smuggled amy onto the balcony because she isn't 18, but they eventually realised and georgie came out and asked everyone for id. we ended up going back up to my place after that, cos we had two cars (me and soph both drink-driving, naughty naughty!) and lots of alcohol still. the hardcore amongst us proceeded to get more drunk, amy and anna on their vodka, me on my grolsch and galliano. not sure who else was still drinking at that stage, i was pretty gone. at one point i was on the balcony having a cigarette and anna was in the kitchen with amy, we just looked into each others' eyes from across the room. i love moments like that. me and dave and frenchy had a few cones, then andi and her boy decided to head home. it sorta dwindled down after that, sophie, madi and simon were all falling asleep so they went home and dave's friend wasn't far behind them. so it was just me, anna, amy and dave. we cranked some music up and had a dance, can't remember what it was, might have been outback d'n'b or maybe godskitchen. hrmm. either way it was good. at the start, cos anna and amy had been dancing all night, i didn't want to intefere cos it felt like i was interrupting their little dancespace, but then dave bounced up and goes "fuck the girls, let's show them how to dance!" and we just started boogieing our arses off. was heaps better that way, we don't have to be hugging every second of the day. we eventually went to bed, amy and dave slept on the couch. i was meant to work at ten in the morning, so i headed up there but samin was already there, as well as sohale and shorehe. they said that last week had only been a one-off thing, and i wasn't meant to be there, but could i come back this afternoon? that pissed me off, so i showed shorehe the roster, where it clearly said i meant to be there. i don't think she quite got my point, so i basically said that i'd do the afternoon but i wasn't at all happy and it better not happen again. i went back home and hung around for a few hours, hugged and kissed anna lots, made noodles, stood in the kitchen. amy and dave were still on the couch, and every so often amy would pop her head up and go "you guys are so cute!" it's funny. we are damn cute, but hey, we can't help that right? after that i went back to work, for six hours of standing behind that fucking counter staring out that fucking window at that fucking roundabout. rgh. it actually gave me an extra two hours though, and i'd already done my pay for the week so i took it in cash and left a note for sohale.
sohale,
due to the inconvenience caused to me by your mistake with the roster today, i will be taking tonight's extra pay ($25) in cash from this till. please do not allow such errors to occur again in the future.
-yorick
it made my point clear enough, as well as putting some extra beer money in my pocket, but without being rude. the funny thing is i was an hour and half late on sunday morning, and he didn't say a word about it, so he obviously realises he did the wrong thing by me on saturday. haha, take that you arabian fuck! (no slight against arabian ethnicities, i just hate my boss.) steve and darius came into work fifteen minutes before closing, just bummed around in the shop then we went back to my place. steve had a litre of absolut, so we smashed into that with some oj. there was also some shrooms left in the fridge, so me and dars had eight each. they were a bit dry and leathery, but i guess that's to be expected when they're a week old. certainly did the trick though, i had a couple of bongs as well and i was high as a kite. vodka and mushies was interesting, i don't normally mix alot of alcohol with them. a real head spinner. stood out on the balcony for a while, looking at the sky, and messaged anna, who was at work. apples came home and we all just munged round, hawthorn was playing on tv so dars and apples watched that, me and steve talked and smashed more voddie. steve was itching to do something, he seems a bit lost now he's not with ellen, so he called a cab and we ended up going down to salamanca. wandered around for a bit, i had a grolsch left from friday as a traveller. mobius was dead, telegraph was packed, so we ended up getting another taxi to lord st, where sarah was having her birthday fondue party. by that stage i was shrooming hard, and couldn't really make conversation with the soberish uni intellectuals. no offense guys, just different wavelengths. me, steve and dars ended up wandering back to salamanca, where we met soph, maddie and simon again, then headed up to my place with six in soph's car. went via the waratah, i thought people were keen to keep drinking and was gonna get some vodka but they were all pikers so i just got another longneck for myself. didn't do much, maddie fell asleep and darius passed out, then simon, mads and soph went home. anna was just finishing work around then so she came up, and we just sat and talked and stuff til about four. my alarm went off for work, but anna was on that side of the bed and must have turned it off, no biggie, but with not much sleep i just didn't wake up. it was samin's fault as well, for not calling me until i was already an hour late. fuck it, i don't care about that shop anymore. kept my pay for the time i was meant to be there. after work i went home for a bit, had a nap, then headed south to make an effort for mothers' day. called in at kingo, got a decent bottle of red from the innkeepers for $12.50 then did a lap through channel court just to have a look. it's like a mini city in there now, i couldn't believe it. they've done a pretty good job i reckon. so many new stores though, stuff you just wouldn't have expected in kingston five years ago. flight centre, zamels, all sorts of crazy shit. popped up to woolies and got a barbeque chicken and a sara lee dessert. sorted. met anna for an hour or so on the way down, she drove down to the margate hall to meet me and we just sat in her car and talked. she's like a best friend, except she's way too kissable to be just that. mwah! so got down to mum's, she didn't know i was coming so it was a nice surprise. we had chicken and salad with a glass of red, then smoked a joint (first time with mum) and watched some tv. had dessert, then i fell asleep on the couch, as i always seem to do when i visit mum or dad. weird. could be cos it's normally sunday night, after a big weekend. drove home and went to bed. so that's the weekend.
just about to cook up a beef stirfry for lunch with apples, then meeting anna at one at eden. can't wait, i'm gonna maul that girl.
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| cog - my enemy |
[08 May 2006|03:05pm] |
every day
feeling so ordinary
every day I get on with it
stuck in a loop
feeling so ordinary
every day I get out of there
every day
been feeling so ordinary
every day I get on with it
stuck in a loop
feeling so ordinary
every day I get out of there
i'm my enemy
i'm not gonna be
all this stuff's so ordinary
time just passed you by
and my enemy
it keeps telling me
all this stuff's so ordinary
time just passed you by
i'm my enemy
i'm not gonna be
all this stuff's so ordinary
time just passed you by
all this stuff's just ordinary
i wake
in the morning
in hope that something's gonna change
and late
in the evening
i'm reassured it's all the same
i wake
i wake
in the morning
in the morning
in hope that something's gonna change
and late
and late
in the evening
in the evening
I'm reassured it's all the same
i'm my enemy
i'm not gonna be
all this stuff's so ordinary
time just passed you by
and my memory it keeps telling me
all this stuff's just ordinary
time just passed you by
and my enemy
i'm not gonna be
all this stuff's so ordinary
time just passed you by
and my memory it keeps telling me
all this stuff's just ordinary
time just passed you by
my enemy
my enemy
all this stuff's so ordinary
my enemy
my enemy
all this stuff's just ordinary
my enemy
my enemy
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[07 May 2006|06:23pm] |
stop worrying
stop caring
stop being so damn grown up
just get up and dance!
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| epicure - amen |
[06 May 2006|02:48pm] |
jesus ain't no friend of mine
just one look into my baby's eyes tells me
that he don't listen to her prayers
no, he don't fucking care
that she cries herself to sleep every night
clutching his merchandise
can i get an amen
amen
amen
amen
jesus ain't no friend of mine
just one look into my baby's eyes tells me
that he don't listen to her prayers
no, he don't fucking care
that she cries herself to sleep every night
clutching his merchandise
can i get an amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
he says cry me a river honey
cry me an ocean
jesus ain't no friend of mine
just one look into my baby's eyes tells me
that he don't listen to her prayers
no, he don't fucking care
that she cries herself to sleep every night
clutching his merchandise
can i get an amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
amen
he says cry me a river honey
cry me an ocean
love is forever honey
so is emotion
he says cry me a river honey
cry me an ocean
steph, you will live forever in the hearts of those who loved you.
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