Journal of the Mental Environment

That doesn't happen too often.

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 13:39:32 GMT

So last Friday I was in the mood to get blind, stinkingly drunk. Lacking my reliable drunken friend resistone (damn Melbourne) I put out an all-points broadcast for drinking buddies.

I found some, we drank at our house and then went out. I finished two thirds of a bottle of scotch before we left.
The rest of the night is blurry, without even any photographic record as I lost my camera.

I'd be content with it staying dim and blurry but noooo, every couple of days someone else is telling me something else about it. My favourite two so far being that I fell off stage while dancing with a friend of my older sister (that I didn't even remember seeing until she told me), and also groped the friend of another friend whom I didn't know at all (who randomly came across my picture on said friends facebook page).

Granted, I looked him up and I can see why I would grope him, but still, sleeping dogs yeah?

Woah.

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 12:53:23 GMT

I put on one of Gunther Von Hagens DVD's (that I haven't seen before) to have something on in the background... but it's kind of hard to concentrate on anything else when they're peeling a real human body like an overripe mango.

What I love almost as much as the actual dissection are the shots of the audience, which seems to be split into three distinct catagories:
1: Avid and eager.
2: Mildly horrified but unable to look away.
3: The quietly angry looking guy, who uses angry-face to cover up being in groups one or two.

omg they're using a deli-meat slicer to carve up a brain! Ha!

The mess at 2:45am.

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 04:10:10 GMT

I like to leave a familiar movie on when I'm in bed sick to comfort me. Which is fine until one of the characters abruptly wakes you by screaming "It's just a flash bomb! GO! GO!" - upon which I ninja-roll out of both sleep and my bed, only to promptly vomit.

And then it all went downhill.

Sun, 31 May 2009 17:33:41 GMT

So. After a shit day at work during which I felt an over-abundance of crapness, I return home not to find a quiet bed and some peace to sort my mindset out in, but a party I'd forgotten completely about. Never one to say 'Die' without 'hard' attached to it's rear, I make myself the biggest scotch possible (really, it takes two hands to hold this thing) and throw myself in...

Queue the braindead bleached blonde cookie cutter barbie doll freaks that pass for normal chicks these days, and what used to be interesting, self-assured men dry-humping in their wake. I swear I'm gonna stop drinking just to take the one other gay guy here around the block.

Some motherfuckers think they're born to dance...

Tue, 12 May 2009 17:24:36 GMT

Just got back from The Grates playing at Capitol. They were great. Spent the entire show on the upper balcony dancing our ass of like psychos, my calves want to secede and form their own nation. Dan was down on the ground in front, he gave Patience/John a bowtie and they dragged him up onstage for a hug and gave him the setlist for the show (FTW Dan!)

So, still buzzing, gonna pay for this (ongoing) lack of sleep tomorrow.

Worth it.

Sometimes you just have to crow with delight.

Tue, 12 May 2009 10:18:29 GMT

This would be one of those times.

squirell

Sat, 25 Apr 2009 05:13:44 GMT

Massive night last night, chewed through my reserves of cash, so groggily looking through my crap for my credit card this morning to buy some supplies (cos I want to make Anzac biscuits). Could not find a trace of my credit card, which annoys but doesn't worry me, just have to cancel the fucker.
What I did find, however, was that at some point in distant history, I shoved a couple of hundred bucks into a card case and then forgot about it. Woo! I love forgotten money. Now to make some cookies.

Top gun styles.

Fri, 03 Apr 2009 13:04:52 GMT

Two awesome trophies of Awesomeness aqcuired in one week through our mad Iceman/Maverick volleyball skills.

Conclusion: Awesome squared.

Careful, it's hot.

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 16:23:54 GMT

"Looking for: - Nudists for cocoa..."

HAHAHAHAH wait, that's not good enough AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

This conjures up images of protesting mobs flocking to the streets starkers carrying banners and chanting cries supporting cocoa.

Gold.

FTW.

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 16:11:08 GMT

I just watched A Home At The End of the World. That was gut-wrenching in a terribly quiet, everything-is-beautiful-and-awful kind of way.

But, on a happier note, we won the grand final in our volleyball division tonight. Go us and our awesomeness. For which they gave us trophies (read: validation).

Somewhere in the middle.

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 11:47:41 GMT

So went to rowing this morning for the second week, all excited cos we got to actually jump in and go for a paddle for the first time (first week was on the training machine to practice technique). It was windy as hell and choppy, but the caoch was all "Nevermind, jump in anyway, this week: Survival techniques!"
Still, was very very fun, and I was getting the swing of it until I needed to back around with only one paddle to turn and counteract the the cross current, and in the space of four seconds went from upright to in the river. So had to swim back dragging the scull.

Still, loved it. Hopefully next week is calm.

Jenna as she walks in the front door and through the lounge room, without preface or preamble:

Sat, 28 Mar 2009 09:58:37 GMT

"Let's drink"

How very odd.

Fri, 27 Mar 2009 16:23:12 GMT

I received a bill from HBF (a health insurance company, for you non-aussies) today for my monthly payment of $185 (!); which I find somewhat baffling due to the simple fact that, unless I was one day very, very inebriated (and yet in an oddly responsible mood) and have since managed to forget it, I'm sure I never joined.

'Cos it's not like I already have enough crap taking up my time day and night.

Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:29:06 GMT

To further strain my timetable and energy levels, I've decided to give rowing a try as well. So come Sunday morning at some ungodly hour I'm carting my arse down to the river, jumping into a hollowed out twig and dragging myself around the waterways of Perth.

This doesn't seem quite logical.

Ugh.

Mon, 09 Mar 2009 12:03:20 GMT

How can the misrepresentation of what amounts to such an insignificant fact about oneself be so incredibly maddening?

Grr.

Well hello there.

Sun, 08 Mar 2009 12:27:48 GMT

Some backstory: when Julie was still living here she and Scott would always be using my laptop to wade the interweb, so I made the rule that they always had to have at least one tab open with porn (of any sort, extra credit for bizarre) in it.
Cut to four seconds ago, when I opened my laptop to find lesbian midget porn and "Everyday Klingon Phrases". Scott is an odd little person.

In other news, I slept with a friend last night. Something I've scrupulously avoided every doing before now, and to further muddy these obviously crystal waters I had to get up and decamp for work early this morning, leaving him in my bed, so we didn't get to, y'know, set the tone for the aftermath. Then I needed to work all day with a massive hangover on forty minutes of sleep and an utterly destroyed throat which came out of left field, hope I didn't pass it on to him like some diseased outbreak monkey.

Anyway, the conclusion we reach? Fail.

I couldn't find a squash partner, so:

Thu, 05 Feb 2009 09:13:11 GMT

Am going for a ride on my awesome bike, which (in case I haven't bragged about yet) can be seen here.

Then I'm going to Karaoke with resist. Oh the singing that shall be sung.

You've got enough to go around, oh my!

Tue, 03 Feb 2009 10:37:23 GMT

So went to see Cold War Kids last night in Metropolis Freo (I know, I 'ew' a little bit every time, too) by myself cos none of my peoples have the love for CWK.

How was it, you say?
Fuckin' awesome, I reply.

Had the best god damn seats in the house, top tier, little alcove overlooking everything, little comfy armchairs to sit in while waiting and a charming group of friends (friends with each other, they didn't know me from Adam when they first arrived) acting as bouncers and keeping out the unwashed masses. Really, it was like being in the founders booth.

Anyway, CWK rocked out ( sidebar: Nathan Willett sings and plays keyboard like straight men hug - bent over almost ninety degrees at the hip so their crotches don't touch); their set was biased towards their second album, which is understandable considering that the two singles off of that one got more rotation here than the first album, but I always thought that the second album was kinda shit (at least compared to their first, which was absolutely amazing). The crowd of fans agreed with me, too. Every time the opening chords of one of the songs from Cowards & Robbers came up they went ballistic, and everyone knew everyone single word (which couldn't really be said of the songs from the second album, where it's hard to even make the words out amidst the cacaphonic threnody).

So. That was that. Awesome.

Oh, also, I drove into the city with a friend to go see Cirque Du Soleil on Sunday night, only to realise, while looking for a parking space, that the tickets are actually for the 11th of Feb, not the 1st. I'm just happy this stupidity was discovered before we presented them at the entrance. So we went to watch Twilight (oop, little vomit there..) at the cinema. It was actually not as bad as I was expecting, which was surprising, although the sheer depth of willfull stupidity in the lead character was aggravating.

The end.

Said you let your hair down!

Wed, 21 Jan 2009 13:57:46 GMT

Anyone in Perth who reads this a fan of Cold War Kids? I'm dying to go but none of my friends are interested, and I don't wanna be all sad (still happy and yelling and singing along, but sad on the inside) there by myself.

Just give me some of that one four five!

Fri, 02 Jan 2009 00:37:46 GMT

WOO! SOUTHBOUND!

Today was crap.

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 15:17:11 GMT

If today was a person, I'd call that person a jerk, then I'd kick that jerk in the shin.

Jerk.

From elle82

Thu, 16 Oct 2008 00:45:02 GMT

01) Are you currently in a serious relationship? no.
02) What was your dream growing up? I didn't really have any astronaut/doctor/circus performer dreams.
03) What talent do you wish you had? Hypnosis. Or a greater control of inducing lucid dreams.
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be? Scotch and soda. Or half the Hula Bula Bar menu.
05) Favourite vegetable? Red capsicum! Ha! In your face Elle!
06) What was the last book you read? Emergency Sex and Other Desperate Measures. Good book, written by three UN workers about their time in warzones.
07) What zodiac sign are you? Virgo.
08)Any Tattoos and/or piercings? Labret, Tongue & Scaffolding piercings, and a branding of a claw strike across my upper left arm.
09) Worst habit? Uhm. I dunno. Promiscuity? Although I gotta say I'm fairly enthusiastic regarding that habit.
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride? For shiz, and we'd dance and sing in the car. Oh the fun we would have.
11) What is your favourite sport? Indoor beach volleyball.
12) Pessimist or Optimist? Optimist.
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me? If the last time is any indication, we'd sit down and play coins until our bottle of bourbon is gone, and then we'd cheer when the repair man came.
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you? I got done for drink driving the very day I sent off my working visa application for my trip to canada, and so not being able to go.
15) Tell me one weird fact about you? I've never had a wet dream. There, that was fairly fucking left field.
16) Do you have any pets? I have a cat called Asphalt. I watched her being born. On my bed. Ew. Scott has her mother, Elbow.
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly? I'd bust out the hookah and limoncello, we always kickin' old school hospitality at the 48.
18) What was your first impression of me? Uhm, confusingly phrased. I've never met Elle. But i was in tears at one of her entries, about a big bug or and a stoned flatmate or something. Also, cheesecloth clad children spelling 'pookies' on a beach.
19) Clowns: cute or scary? Scary. If they're in traditional get-up. I don't think you can ever overcome the damage done by Pennywise. But the new-vogue ones in ordinary-ish but slightly kooky clothing, they're ok.
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? Some weight off, which is happening, at the moment, 7 kilos in the past 4 weeks.
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience? Partner in crime more than likely, provided it's not harmful to other individuals.
22) What colour eyes do you have? green.
23) Ever been arrested? Yeah.
24) Bottle or can soda? Bottle. Glass bottle.
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? Go. travel. bye.
26) Favourite band to listen to when you're mad? Red Cell.
27) What's your favourite place to hang out? My living room when everyone is home. Failing that the Hula Bula Bar with lots of cash in hand.
28) Do you believe in ghosts? Uhm. I suppose I do.
29) Favourite thing to do in your spare time? Read.
30) Do you swear a lot? A fair amount yes. With an excessive use of the word c*nt.
31) Biggest pet peeve? Rudeness. Oh, and men who can't knot a fucking tie correctly - I hate that!
32) In one word, how would you describe yourself? Legen - wait for it - dary.
33) Do you believe in/appreciate romance? Yes
34) Favourite and least favourite food? Mexican and seafood respectively.
35) Do you believe in God? No.

Yo! Festival Ho's!

Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:29:59 GMT

So I registered and got (the option to buy) tickets in the early bird ticket ballot for Southbound.

So I'm looking for a couple of people who are interested in heading down with me, tickets are $200 and include two nights camping and access to the festival both days - the two nights camping also allows access to the friday night entertainment which is new.

I can buy up to four but need to know asap cos I gotta grab them by Friday 12th.

My Week?

Sat, 30 Aug 2008 19:43:51 GMT

I got last minute (very last minute) free tickets to Panic! At The Disco on wednesday night (from the lovely and charming Lady of the Lake, Elise) and they fucking rocked out, was awesome! Didn't think they'd be able to carry themselves off live but they were absolutely brilliant, and after seeing them in person I have much more love for their second album (although I still think the first is better). Of course, I felt pretty bad about the last second bailing out on my wed night volleyball team (I only got the message about tickets while getting changed for vball), who went on to lose without the sheer magnitude of spectacular ball handling skills I possess (no sniggering in the back!).

Then my wonderful little seamonkey Scotty busted out with a free double pass to Hellboy 2 on thursday. So I dragged Elise along to play David & Margaret with me, and we watched in delighted amazement as Guillermos stunning fantasy world managed to make what should have been something shocking into something that was really quite enjoyable, tumour humour and all.

Now am totally broke but payday is wednesday and my 25th is next saturday.

Tagged by elizabathory

Mon, 18 Aug 2008 16:43:18 GMT

Four jobs I've had:
1. Australia Post worker (I know where you live)
2. General hand in an ice skating rink (Best thing ever during an aussie summer without air conditioning)
3. Redemptions officer in a mortgage company (I misplaced almost 6,000,000 Euro one night, plonked it in the wrong account at the end of the day)
4. Adventure world minion. (Most BORING JOB EVER, you wouldn't expect this from the bright, primary coloured uniforms. I only lasted two shifts before I bailed).

Four movies I can watch over and over:
1. Saved!
2. The Shawshank Redemption
3. The Sum of Us.
4. Shortbus
Unsurprisingly, that was a pretty gay list.

Four of my favourite songs (at the moment):
1. MGMT - Time to Pretend
2. Sook-Yin Lee - Beautiful
3. Jay Brannan - Soda Shop
4. Modest Mouse - Float On

Four of my favourite foods:
1. Home made pizza
2. Tacos
3. Chilli con carne
4. Cinema popcorn (which I know I shouldn't be calling a 'food', but I'm a whore for that junk.)

Four people I feel sorry for:
1. Al Gore. Seriously, if his party and the american media had more backbone he would've been president.
2. Lee Harvey Oswald. Yeah, like anyone actually believes he shot JFK.
3. Uhm. I don't know who else.

Four bottles of perfume/aftershave I own:
1. Cool Water by Davidoff
2. Pi by Givenchy
3. Versus by Versace
4. Fujiyama Homme

Four things I tote around in my bag:
1. Mobile phone (set to vibrate - I fuckin hate mobile phones)
2. Book/Cryptic crossword from the West Aust. (To keep me amused)
3. iRiver (for the providing of tune-age)
4. Lock pick set (granted, I can only successfully employ it half the time, but it's downright handy)

Four places I've vacationed:
1. Rome.
2. Athens.
3. Stockholm (and stayed in the most amazing river boat hostel on a frozen river)
4. 80 Mile Beach Caravan Park. Hell yes it deserves to be on this list.

Four places I want to visit:
1. Japan.
2. Canada. Vancouver and the Yukon in particular.
3. Antarctica.
4. Easter Island.

Four of my favourite drinks:
1. Margarita
2. Jager-bomb
3. Whiskey and dry
4. Anything on the Hula Bula Bar menu.

Four websites I visit frequently:
1. http://www.thinkgeek.com
2. http://www.facebook.com
3. http://www.handbookmen.com
4. http://www.theonion.com

Four places I would rather be right now:
1. Asleep. I'm going to bed after this.
2. 80 Mile Beach. It's been freaking years.
3. That lovely warm giant rock next to the crystal clear bay on Aegina.
4. Drinking margaritas in Sara the Swedes warm apartment in stockholm on a dark night with snow piled up outside which we will undoubtably be running around in in just a little while.

Four people I am tagging:
1. bridgetdrusilla
2. millertime77
3. unhappyending
4. luvrentboy