um. homeless.
michelle came to syd yesterday.
i spent the nite with her and her parents in a hotel.
things are better now but still half bad.
still touchy, etc. but thats ok.
im a bit of a mess today. i didnt sleep last nite and i relaly didnt want michelle to go home to wagga.
uhm.
yeh.
i bought frances the mute.
and some new socks.

i bought things ( Read more... )

i got.
duane peters shoes.
they are hte sexy.
vegan shoes.
pirate shoe laces. i.e skull and cross-swords.
i am the best person in the world.
i just thought you should know.

excuse me.
but trent is mowing the lawn with a whipper-snipper.
he is wearing bad pants and football socks. and his shirt is inside out.
he listens to tool on his discman as he does so.
there is a large spider that dwells in the grass.
i hope that trent does not get bitten and get aids and die.

im in like this.
fucking great mood.
i feel really good.
but im kinda worried if i stop busying myself then i will get sad again.
i want to go fishing.

im fucking illlllllll
and i have a 2hr date with centrelink in haymarket in about 1.5 hrs
ahhh
if i dont go they wont pay me
if i do go im likely to look ill and be ill all over them
jesus fucking christ

im ill.
less smoking. ive got a nasty cough.
ill ill ill.
id like to go on a ferry now.
ive got a date with centrelink tomorrow.

im back in sydney.
to live.
today i bought things in newtown.
a tin tin book and
a lion king computer game.

well.
what a week.
i shant be divulging.
im sorry.

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