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FLY ME TO THE MOON
I keep getting asked when I'm going and coming back and this and that. I keep forgetting, so here are my flight details.
WEDNESDAY 11 JUL 07 - DEPART - BRISBANE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - 2.15 pm
WEDNESDAY 11 JUL 07 - ARRIVE - SYDNEY KINGSFORD - 3.45 pm (1hr 30 mins)
WEDNESDAY 11 JUL 07 - DEPART - SYDNEY KINGSFORD - 5.00 pm
TUESDAY 11 JUL 07 - ARRIVE ( Read more... ) -
GLOMP
MORE PLANNING! WHAT FUN! BASHING MY BRAINS OUT ( Read more... ) -
ramble ramble ramble!
Last couple of days have been pretty sweet. I met up with Clare at Java Coast on Wednesday for lunch and we sat and enjoyed the ambiance of an urban backyard. I got an el cheapo manga from Comics Etc called 'kamikaze', pretty much on the basis that I'd give it to Krissi when I was done reading it. It is so fucked up. I met Pam in the artistic ( Read more... ) -
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This morning my mother woke me up at 9:56 by calling on the mobile from work. She told me that a property evaluator was coming over at 10:00 and that I had to let him in the house. I mumbled some profanities and dragged myself out of bed, wiping the sleep from my eyes while searching for clean clothes.
That's right, I'm one classy lady.
So I went ( Read more... ) -
stuff.
The idea is there but the execution is lacking. Today I set up my craft table.
Clare: "Fuck art let's craft!"
I made this demented cat out of my mum's old clothes, some wool and buttons, and started making tissue-paper clouds for Caitlin's mobile.
I found my old walkman which I'm supremely pleased about, and my old keyboard which I've been ( Read more... ) -
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I'm building a robot. -
Bubbles and Igor part II
THEY INSTALLED VIDEO SURVEILLANCE IN FRONT OF THEIR HOUSE. TO WATCH THE GRASS ( Read more... ) -
memoirs
When a flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan loves a woman...
Bella Lugosi had a false baby pushing out moment this afternoon, I believe that it was an elaborate rouse my stepmum orchestrated so that I would cook the dinner. Damn fine it was too.
Don't you hate it when you're in bed and you're trying to get to sleep and there's a bottle in your room that doesn't ( Read more... ) -
ATTACK!
My parent's relationship with our busy body neighbours can be described at best, mutual contempt. Which works for me, I live in fear of strangers talking to me when I leave the house. Of course I have to be obliging, and smile, and mimic an unfortunate rodent hanging from an invisible noose. I'm not sure what our neighbour's names are; I call the ( Read more... ) -
GUMBOOM
Okay, Mix Master Mike.
So I've had a weird emotional day. Got up, checked emails (0), went back to bed and listened to my new Sufjan cd [which is pretty great by the way, there are several covers of Chicago which have me crying into my sleeve], watched day time television, checked emails again (0), tried to make shortbread and failed, watched more ( Read more... )