Oh my god. I am about to drop dead from tiredness and exhaustion. Touring with a band is damn tiring, especially when insomnia surfaced in the past week ( Read more... )

I start the tour with Mink on Tuesday. First stop Brisbane. I was meant to be going on the band's private jet, but they're not flying that beast anymore, so I'm just taking a Virgin Blue flight with them. I don't feel very excited about it yet though ( Read more... )

I’m not going to Buenos Aires anymore! The band had to cancel their show there. So I was given the option of still going there by myself or going on tour with them on their Australian dates and some money. I took the second option. I figure I can go on a holiday where I want or invest the money ( Read more... )

The trip to Buenos Aires is sounding more like Almost Famous the more I'm told about it. I get my itinery tomorrow ( Read more... )

Oh my fucking god ( Read more... )

I'm a crap writer. That's the conclusion I have come to after being rejected for two jobs in as many weeks and today, I only came finalist in these magazine awards. No win or highly commended, just finalist. How boring. And disappointing. See, hope is no good. I *knew* I wasn't going to win, but I still went in with a bit of hope. And I didn't win ( Read more... )

I don't know what tastes more disgusting, the protein shake with soy milk or the salad I made. Both are pretty terrible. I think the protein shake is the slight winner. Now I am eating organic mungbean chips. Mmm ( Read more... )

They just had a segment on Better Homes and Gardens on how to fold a t-shirt. Shit, how hard is it to fold a fucking t-shirt? There really are some truly dumb fucks out there.

I’ve been told I need braces on my bottom teeth. Fuck ( Read more... )

This is what I need:

http://www.theage.com.au/articles/2006/11/13/1163266479590.html?from=top5

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