stuff and junk. from me to you

strawberies are dangerous

check it.

is in want of a meme...hmmmm

is kind of broken

hmmmm... sleep time

man: ooohhh, what is the malted liquor, what gets you drunker quicker,
what comes in bottles or in cans…
men: BEER!

man: cant get enough of it…
men: BEER!
man: how we really love it…
men: BEER!
man: makes me think i'm a man…
men: BEER!

man: i can kiss and hug it…
men: BEER!
man: but i'd rather chug it…
men: BEER!
man: got my belly up to here…
men: BEER!

man: i cannot refuse a…
men: BEER!
man: i could really use a…
men: BEER, BEER BEER!

men: BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER BEER

drunk man: i cant remember how much I have had, i drank a twelve pack with my dad.
drunk father: (burp) thats my son the drunken manley stud, im proud to call him my bud.
drunk man: here, have some pretzels
drunk father: no, i'll call it quits, those things give me the Schlitz
drunken man: ha ha ha.

men: drink with your family, drink it with your friends
man: drink till your fat , stomach distends,
beer, is liquid bread its good for you,
men: we like to drink till we spew, ew
men: who cares if we get fat
man: i'll drink to that
man: as we sing once more…

man: what is the malted liquor, what gets you drunker quicker,
what comes in bottles or in cans…
men: BEER!

man: cant get enough of it…
men: BEER!
man: how we really love it…
men: BEER!
man: makes me think i'm a man…
men: BEER!

man: i can kiss and hug it…
men: BEER!
man: but i'd rather chug it…
men: BEER!
man: fill my belly up to here…
men: BEER!

man: golly I adore it, come on damn it, pour it,
do it for me brew it for me, feed it to me speed it to me,
men: BEER!
man: the most wonderful drink in the world, hooray!

(Burp)

01. Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper at their livejournal.
02. Explain in five sentences why you're using that wallpaper.
03. Don't change your wallpaper before doing this. The point is to see what you had on.



1. because i'm a ninja
2. because i'm crafty
3. because i'm a crafty ninja
4. i can't afford the shirt
5. it's freaking adorable!!!!!

get dolled up like the dead and party on down!

12:00pm meet at sydney park brick works

1:00pm Lurch up King st, then Enmore rd.

3:00pm DJ Monster-A-GOGO at the sly fox!

7:00pmSINDAY OF THE DEAD! (raffle and prizes!!!)

Sando!

BANDS!!!!
WHITE KNUCKLE FEVER

PUBLIC TITTY FUCK

NEW ARCHETYPES

CHERRY2000

DEAD WASTED




SPREAD THE ZOMBIE INFESTATION!!!!!

ijust internet stalked that science teacher i shagged.
he so pretty

anyone interested in helping my out with getting a photo set for Suicide Girls?

i need a photographer and possibly a photo shop savvy person?

mo.
but thats not really new
hence the 'still'.

i start tafe soon then on the uni to become one of those people,
educated or some such.


i guess i've gotten quite comfortable i my rut over the last 6 months to a year.
i've gone from full time school, weekend wok and and five hour night corse once a week , to not being able to open the front door.

i have a retartedly large craving to be back on stage. its just...hard to explane
you get it or you dont i guess.
i need to sing
get up and belt out something bluesy and slow.

or cheese punk! i wanna be in a cheese punk band! and do stoopid covers just for funnnys.
none of this bullshit 'make it goth' crap.

i want more then just a fridge handing for my art.

i want to be fearless again.



as for the mens in my life,
i am so good with single right now.
we are adopting the 'drop it like its hot' method, it appears to be working a treat.
and to my male friends:
i will not date you . i will not fuck you. i will not tolerate you being slease fucktards.
i am more then a little sick of your arsehattery in resent times.
we are FRIENDS damnt.
you want more? well to fucken bad.
grrrrrrrr
way to make things awkward.
arse.

what else.
melissa and i are talking again
thats kinda nice

i seem to have started to crawl out of hermitsville and back into the world.
DM last weekend (had a fucken blast, flirted with freash meat of tall skiny awesome) and ass tention the week before. stayed about 10 minutes talking to people outside and then left as i still hate most people.

i miss electro something fiearse. there is nothing like dancing for eight hours and not wanting to sit out any tracks. not needing to be intoxicated to have a ripping good night.
i miss my elctro clubs.

i still have buckets more fun at an indy night then a goth club, but i still hate indy kids more then anything else on the planet.


i dont know

this is the longest ramble i've had in a long time. to think i almost deleted this journal with the rest.

i love you pudding queen *squishes laptop*

newtown is prettier when it rains...

im board need something to dos!!!!
anyone got any poster glue?
thers potential pancakes in it for you

im not all that excited about my birthday
i still have that fear that no one is going to show or that i willl be a clusterfuck of non-mix friends.

i feel super shitty today
im crampy and grumpy and i dont wanna organise other people and there brainlessness today
im broke and i want stuff
stuff yo people dont really need to know about....

fuck im sooky when it comes down to it

i want a hug

I haven't met or met and fucked (fucked and met) anyone of interesting lately.

i get drunk and its all fun and games till i realise you're and ass!
mediocre sex and bitchy bruises.
its all a bit empty really.

playing the field is fun and all but I'm a monogamous creature
I'm also a 3 times a day kinda girl.
with out a relationship in over two years now, this becomes interesting to manage.

I'm told I'm insatiable
may be,
or is it that empty sex isn't all that satisfying?

_____________

rose tinting the past is a specialty of mine.
i really wish i wouldn't.


i could really use a distraction
i think I'll clean the house

someone had to do it
i just wish i was over it

i just want someone to hold me

im sick
wahhhhhhhhhhhh
someone please entertain me or im going to lose it

i dont do sick very well

arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

i spent my day drawing boobs
i need to get out of the house