i have a tendency to obsess over things, people, and particularly MUSIC. it doesn't happen very often- my obsession with the beatles started in 1994, my first and deepest obsession. i will always love the beatles- i used to collect anything i could about them. magazine articles, videos, books (and working at a book shop in high school ment i had a HUGE collection). I don't think I really obsessed over another band until Tegan and Sara. I obsessed over alot of songs, but Tegan and Sara were the next band i full become obsessed with. That obsession is still going, don't you worry.

But now, it looks like I've got a new obsession. Eisley.

I cannot stop listening to their music, I got 16 songs off Ellen. A few are a bit dodgy quality, cut off at the end. It looks like the songs are from their first album, and 3 of their EP's. "I wasn't prepared" is on constant repeat- their voices, especially in that song, are hauntingly amazing.

Not only is their music playing constantly in my ears, but when I obsess I need to know EVERYTHING about a band right NOW! I've signed up to the forums, read numerous articles, downloaded videos etc.

This band is just so cute and wholesome. 5 members- 3 sisters, 1 brother and 1 best friend. The girls voices are all so identical and complimentary, I thought they were all the same person when I first started listening to their songs. They are all so young too- the OLDEST is my age (born 1981). And the fact that they are all so beautiful also adds to their appeal.

They are Texas- so is there anyone out there reading this who has seem to play? I'd love to hear from anyone who has.

You can stream their whole album, Room Noises from MP3.com
Check out videos for a few songs on their website, Eisley.com

Personally my favourites so far are (in this order)- I wasn't prepared, Marvelous Things, Tree Tops and Trolly Wood.

Can you believe this blogging roll I'm on!!!! impressive huh!

I started a site redesign last night. Its hideously tacky and 80s inspired. When your inspiration for colour schemes, image ideas etc includes googling JEM and the Holograms, you know you're in for trouble. I had the bloody theme song stuck in my head all night - especially the best bit... "We are the Misfits, our songs are better. We are the Misfits, the Misfits and we're gonna get her.... JEM, Jem is excitement.....etc"

Although the design side of things will be finished quickly (I imagine), and I'm so impatient and want to change it over NOW, I want to use all these new CSS skills I've picked up over the past 6 months and try and make my whole site using CSS. woot! we'll see how it goes.

it makes me sad when i am contacted about a link exhange for one of the sites i am looking after for work, and this is the type of email i get:

Attn: Webmaster

Name of the company whom we approach for link: -------------

I have just visited your website -------- and I would like to exchange links. I feel we have a common interest that would be worth sharing with visitors to our websites.We have website with relevant theme.....

COME ON! you couldn't even be bothered to FILL IN THE GAPS?!?!? it's called EFFORT people! hehehe

god i love ellen for giving me all this great music. i'm falling in love with some many great songs. today's music on repeat is Liz Phair- so innocent and pure sounding, yet vulgar and dirty as all hell. I LOVE IT!

Flower is the fitting song of the moment...

Everytime I see your face I get all wet between my legs
Everytime you pass me by, I heave a sigh of pain
(background lyrics sung throughout)

Everytime I see your face I think of things unpure, unchaste
I want to fuck you like a dog
I'll take you home and make you like it
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Is everything I'll do to you
I'll fuck you and your minions, too
Your face reminds me of a flower
Kind of like you're underwater
Hair's too long and in your eyes
Your lips a perfect "suck me" size
You act like you're fourteen years old
Everything you say is so obnoxious, funny, true and mean
I want to be your blowjob queen
You're probably shy and introspective
That's not part of my objective
I just want your fresh, young jimmy
Jamming, slamming, ramming in me
Everytime I see your face I think of things unpure, unchaste
I want to fuck you like a dog
I'll take you home and make you like it
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Is everything I'll do to you
I'll fuck you till your dick is blue

heather sent me a link to a funny poop story and that got me thinking about good old number 2's again... anyone that knows me pretty well knows i am more than comfortable sharing horror poo stories, discussing the frequency of my bowel movements, and those who knows me really really really well (ie those i've lived with) know how anal (oh the humour) I am about my poop routine. I am a fan of the morning poop; after breakfast but before the shower. If this pattern is distrupted I get very anxious.

Distruptions to my regularity come in many forms.
The most common are: skipping meals (which i never do), large quantities of alcohol (often), extremely spicy food (common), staying up all night and breaking my sleep pattern (sometimes).
Sickness and visits from my monthly friend (enemy?) can also sometimes wreak havoc. Foreign toilets also play games with my bowels, but that's a whole other topic.

So what is the perfect pooping scenario for me? I'm sure everyone has their own routines and habits, but mine is a cigarette, a book and privacy. I dont smoke on the toilet anymore, instead I'll have one just before. But in previous living arrangements, smoking on the toilet was a common practice, and golly gosh I am a HUGE fan. It relaxs you, gives your insides a kick start and gets everything moving, and it acts as a toilet spray (I was going to say air freshener, but come on- cigarette smoke is most definately NOT an air FRESHener)

Everyone's done the match trick right? light a match after you do your business and the smell from a match eliminates that poop smell right up! brilliant!

Reading material isn't necessary but sometimes its good to have something to do if the poo poo train has been delayed. I think I've read the back of the toilet spray a million and one times for lack of anything else to read.

Privacy is definatley the key to a comfortable toilet experience, for me. Privacy... soundproofing is also an added bonus. I KNOW everyone does it, but I can't get over the nervousness and anxiety when there's a slight chance that someone might hear me. Suddenly every single noise is amplified and echoes. I think this is also why I love my own toilet so much. It seems to have good noise proofing.

There is nothing worse then a foreign toilet... Some of the stranger shaped bowls seem to be designed purely to make your business as noisey as possible.

The bowl angle vs water placement makes peeing sound like Niagra Falls. The sides of the bowl appear to be made of the same material used to make huge Chinese Gongs- which is great if i want to drive away evil spirits, announce the departure of a ship, frighten the "Celestial dog" during eclipses when it is about to devour the moon but ALAS, i do not want to do any of those things.

All i want to do is empty my bladder in a quick, SILENT, and hassle-free manner and get the fuck out of there. Any passing of wind results in loud, thunderous booms that sound like the gods are finally striking down from the heavens to destroy us all. Yes, foreign toilets are not favourable. I like my toilet, and my toilet only.

Fortunately, living with family/close friends relaxes me. Its a sign of the strength of our relationship when I can pee/poop comfortably around you.

Its kind of funny/strange how much distruptions to my pooping can affect me. I dont suffer from anxiety or stress in any other area of my life.

One of the last times I was home I was reminded by my mum how anal (teeheehe) I was about going to the toilet even as a kid. In my first few years of primary school I didn't want to use the school toilets for ANYTHING. So I would run home after school, almost wetting my pants. I refused to drink anything throughout the day, and would hold on until I got home. By mid-late primary school I had grown comfortable enough to use the toilets for #1's, but I definately refused to use them for #2's.

By high school, I was developing a daily routine - daily pooping. However, it was badly timed for the afternoons. It used to hit just at the end of school, or on the way home, so there was often the butt-clench shuffle as I ran inside my house.

Riding my bike in grades 8,9 and 10 was good- it got you home quicker (when you weren't walking your bike the LONG way home just to try and catch a glimpse of your crush also walking that way home- oh I was a tard back then).

Then came the year in thailand.... and that changed everything. I think I'll save that for another post.

to be continued....

Cindy is flipping tv channels...
Cindy- "God, I reallyy don't want to watch gallipoli stuff anymore."
Me- "Why are they playing all these shows? Is it an anniversary or something?"

*beat*

Cindy-"Tomorrow's ANZAC day"
Me- "oh..DUH"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I am truly a retard.

my god, i cant take it- this whole Schapelle Corby case is just atrocious. I firmly believe she is NOT guilty, yet she will very likely be put away for life for a crime she didn't committ. I dont know much about the law and I know even little about the Bali legal system, but I dont understand how this can happen.

Are you all familiar with this case? If not, google her name. Or click here, here, here, here, or here for a few articles about it.

Last October, Schapelle Corby (27 years old or so) was travelling over to Bali from Australia. I think she went from Brisbane to Sydney and then Sydney to Bali. When she arrived Bali, customs found 4.2kg (9.2 pounds) of marijuana in her boogy board case. All footage of the seize shows a bag of pot the size of a fucking pillow case just placed inside her boogy board bag. Not fucking well hidden at all. No effort had been made to conceal it AT ALL.
Straight away Corby claimed she was innocent, she didn't know it was there. I think there was a bit of a fuck around on the behalf of the Bali police.

So Schapelle checked her luggage in at Brisbane and it would have automatically connected to her Bali flight in Sydney- she changes flights, the luggage is just looked after and transferred automatically.

What has since been 'revealed'.... or claimed, is that luggage handlers are shipping drugs between brisbane and sydney by means of passengers checked luggage. Someone shoved the 4.2kg bag of pot in her boogy board bag and someone was supposed to remove it in Sydney... however they didn't, and the bag ended up on its way to Bali with the marjuana bag still inside. Schapelle was the unsuspecting victim of a local botched drug smuggling operation.

Of course this is totally and utterly fucked. Bali has harsh ways of dealing with drug smuggling...... the fucking death penalty!

Up until this week, its been assumed that Schapelle will be charged the death penalty. HOwever this week the Prosecuters announced that because she has been so co-operative and has had no previous drug charges they will only be going for life sentence and a fine.

Unlike Australia, Bali trials do not involve a Jury... only a judge. The prosecutors have criticised and ignored all the evidence the defense has brought up. Anyway you can read all the facts on the many many MANY news articles about it.

I fully do not believe she is guilty. The huge bag was just lying there, not concealed at all. She would have to be the world's stupiest drug smuggler to think she could get away with it. Its too outrageously stupid, its too far fetched to believe she is guilty.

AND NOW, the whole Bali nine case. Again, you can read up about it if you google it. 9 young australian men were busted trying to smuggle heroin OUT of Bali, back to australia. They had it strapped to their bodies. now THEY are guilty. The Bali police/government have said they will make an example out of Schapelle to show the world that Bali is not a drug haven for tourists. But now they have these 9 fuckwits, MAKE AN EXAMPLE OUT OF THEM! THEY ARE OBVIOUSLY GUILTY! dont make an example out of a girl that you cannot prove is 100% guilty. How can they even think about a death sentence or now, life imprisonment when they cannot prove she was guilty, beyond ALL REASONABLE DOUBT?!??!?!
The Bali 9 had the drugs TAPED TO THEIR BODIES. THEY ARE GUILTY!

argh it just seems so ridiculous. I dont usually follow the news at all, its just all too depressing, but from what I've heard/seen about the whole Bali/drugs cases, it seems so unfair.

Entertaining sites:

World's Smallest Site
http://www.guimp.com/home.html

How much is inside......?
http://www.cockeyed.com/inside/howmuchinside.html

Funny quotes:

" I double checked the settings, all black...I double checked the status of the porn, yep, still naughty. " from How much is inside a Print Cartridge?

" The first step in showing "how much is inside" was withdraw one million dollars from my bank account. I quickly realized that the exiled Nigerians had not yet deposited my payoff, so I had to settle for a bit less. " from How much is inside a Million Dollars?

ahhh bummmer, i was all set to write excitedly how i was going to go home to bundaberg NEXT weekend. we've got 2 long weekends coming up... anzac day (25th) and labour day or something. it would have been nice to spend a 3 day weekend at mum's place, get another trim (the front and top is getting too long already), but mum's actually going away herself that weekend. mystery girls weekend... heheh.

i could still go back and see dad and spend the weekend at mum's place with my sister, but i'm actually going to be seeing dad and nony this weekend (they are coming here, just for a night)... and mum's place without mum- ahhh no net, no cable NOTHING! so its just not the same.

*sigh*

i'm not sure what i'll get up to instead. I think its the caxton street seafood festival that second long weekend, so i might wander on over there. otherwise i guess cindy and i will spend the weekend on our respective couches watching buffy heh.

perhaps i could be organised enough to have a bbq or something at my place. the australia day bbq was a hit and i would love to have people over again. maybe just have people over for drinks, who knows. suggestions anyone?

my collection is COMPLETE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i now own (on dvd) every angel and buffy season! and man, it feels sweet.

cindy moved in at the end of january and pretty much straight away i convinced her to start watching buffy. she had never gotten into before, so there's nothing like starting from the beginning and watching them ALL, one after the other on dvd. so we started Buffy at the end of January.... and over weekends and the occasional public holiday or week day evening we've been slowing working our way through the whole series.
We're into the second half of season 6 this weekend, so i went into town to pick up season 7, part 1- the last piece of the joss whedon puzzle.
well ok, i did go into the city for other reasons- i got my tattoo touched up. seriously, if the tattoo was as quick and painfree as the touchup, i would be the crazy tattoo'ed woman. 10 minutes, he quickly went over the whole tat, but since it was a touch up he didn't have to go as deep and so it was much quicker and WAY less painful.
i soooo want to get another tat. the pain has faded way into the past, and now i just want another.

i actually would love to get a circle on my wrist- inside. i've seen it on other people, and yes, ok so its not the most original but FUCK i'm not going to get a tattoo only because its original. i mean, if i like something and so has hundreds of people before, then TOO FUCKING BAD. i'll get it anyway. nothing is original anyway. i wish i could draw... then i would try to draw something myself. but alas... the pen and i DO NOT mesh.
like i have a few different things i would love to get tattoo'ed. ok, not THINGS, but shapes, ideas, kinda rough designs i would like to get in certain places. like.. a circle/ring like shape, or even one asian character size/shape on the inside of my wrist. and a line-ish design on my forearm. like the ones angelina has....





so yea , that shape/size etc, but different. different design.

but yea, me and drawing stuff - dont go together.

meh ok i got distracted with buffy episodes and wine. saturday night spent all alone (ok with cindy) watching buffy, eating take out, drinking wine. sadly everyone is either hungover, or busy not inviting me over, so i'm enjoying a nice, quiet weekend at home.

ahhh i just saw an old fling while walking back from lunch. he was looking amazingly good. i wonder if he recognised me?

.... no matter how different i feel, how much i think i've changed, how many hairstyles i've gone through, its crazy how people from your past remember you anyway. i guess you really dont change that much. only your eyes see every little difference- to anyone else, you're still just you, with a little more/less weight, different hair length or colour.

its also crazy how some people, not matter how long ago it was, or how much you've gone through since, still bring back that same feeling. i hadn't seen this guy in years, and pretty much not since our flirtations had come to a head and we had finally hooked up. i had changed jobs, no longer working with him, when we finally hooked up.... but i wasn't interested in anything at the time so i just stopped calling after that. all the excitment of the chase was gone.

but seeing him made me think maybe it was a shame i didn't pursue anything with him. mind you, he was a few years younger than me, so it probably wasn't for the best at the time. then again, he must be 21 or older now hahahah. oh god i sound like such a dirty old perv.

Gary downloaded this list of 291 songs from the Top 40 during 2000, and I've been listening to it this morning. I just can't fathom how some of these tunes can be 5 years old?!??!??!?
Britney numbers, Eminem, Bomfunk MC's, Spiller... I remember all these songs coming out like it was yesterday. HELL these songs are still played at clubs. How can it have been 5 years since these songs came out???? where is the time going???

Were clubs still playing tunes from 1995 back in 2000? I dont remember, but I wouldn't have thought so.

God I've been living in Brisbane for 5 years. it doesn't feel that long at all. AHHH Lady (Hear me tonight) by Mojo just came on. Everytime I hear this song I feel like I"m back in the front room of that sharehouse in paddington where I had my computer set up.

That house was great, too bad about the flatmate from hell. The fat fuck listening to Eminem's 'new' album non-stop.. the housework roster that they were so anal about.... dividing the shelves of the fridge up.... the wading pool set up under the house....the cable tv... being at the bottom of a monster hill and me not leaving the house for a week after new years because i was coming down like a bitch and couldn't be fucked to walk up the hill.

My best memories of that place was hooking up with Nick, the other flatmate. Sneaking into each other's rooms late at night, savouring any time we were home alone, the thrill of almost being caught and having to keep our affair a secret. Of course there was the whole 'not so great' part of being bustered by fat fuck and his girlfriend, and being kicked out of the house. and nick not calling me afterwards because he didn't want to anger his best friend, aka fat fuck. That made me sad, because Nick was really great at the time... and man, the sex was amazing. My poor, fragile ego was bruised quite heavily after that one and I was hung up on him for ages.

Actually it was because of that heart break, I ended up turning into such a net geek beginning of 2001. I moved out and moved in with the 2 Ben's and really got into my site, and the whole cam scene. Then silent Ben moved out, rach moved in and the rest is well documented history :P

oh when will i learn NOTHING good comes from mid-week drinking sessions?!?!
i ran into veronica (high school best friend) and had a great time catching up with her. After the work boys left, I stayed back and continued drinking with ron and her friends. The tab ran out, and i did my usual trick. i went to the bathroom and then on the way back just kinda drifted over to the door, decided i wanted to go home and left! not a word to anyone! i always do that. i just get it in my head that i want to go home NOW and i just leave.
the ground was very shaky on the way home (the ground, NOT me), and i stupidly decided to use my mobile phone. the end result- too many drunken sms's, most didn't make sense, had misspelled words or weren't finished properly (i checked my sent messages this morning), and there were definately drunken phone conversations that i shouldnt have had. god i really need one of those locks on my phone when i'm drunk.
i passed out fully clothed and this morning feel like utter poo. already one of the party animals from last nite has called in sick.
its such a dreary, rainy day. perfect for sleeping in and movie watching. *le sigh*

missy higgins ROCKED so much! i haven't been to a concert that made me almost well up in tears... well, EVER! combined with the group of people i was with, it ended up being one of the best nights out i've had in ages.
photos are up of course in the photo album. i didn't take that many pics of missy on stage but i took heaps of video which turned out awesome. the sound on my little camera is fan-fucking-tastic. i'll have a muck around on the weekend and try and compress one or two of the videos (if i can) to share. anyone have any programs they recommend so i can make the vids very small while still looking and sounded ok? what about to stream the videos?

well ok, i'm leaving for work early because i'm walking there. skipping gym tonight as there is a mac tech showcase thing at the Jade Buddha tonight. We got an invite at work, all I know is there is going to be lots of cool mac tech and free drinks! DONE SOLD!

turns out there was one decent picture of me from race day afterall. taking by the Sniper for Brisbane247.com. I really must remember that I photograph best when posing. cheesy but oh well.


click to view the full pic.

mid saturday afternoon and I'm slowly working through a glass of wine. I'm hoping it will knock me out as I'm pretty tired and seedy after a big night. Met some crazy fun guys last night, friends of a friend. One told this joke....
"whats the difference between Christopher Reeve and Christopher Walken?

.... one of them is walkin'."

SO not PC. and someone is definately on their way to hell. but it seemed funny last night.

I've just started an Alias marathon and I'm really craving Thai food. Just a quick hi to anyone reading my site, just thought I'd let you know that as per usual my weekend is spent in front of the tv, hungover.

TOP WORK ONCE AGAIN FROM THE ALCOHOLIC! *hi fives herself*

ps thanks urban wolf- it arrived yesterday!

Week 2 of my new weights program at the gym has ended and I think I've put on 2 kg (4.4lbs), or so it seems.Not that I weigh myself often, but every so often I'll jump on the scales at the gym and seen where it lands.

Its been a while since I last weighed myself and last night the needle was up at a record high... I haven't weighed this much since my year in thailand/first year of uni, or as I like to call it my "WOOHOO I no longer live with my health-nut father and can eat all the Hungry Jacks (Burger King for you yanks) I want!" period.....

or as it really should have been called, my "I'm a poor student who spends all her money on alcohol, and as a result must live on 2 minute noodles, and rice" period.

Anyway, I've never really had muscle tone (not since high school anyway), and even when I've slimmed down in the past (thanks to late nights, red bull, ritalin and stress), I've never actually gained muscles.

I'm nowhere near becoming beefy, so dont all start with the whole 'chicks with muscles is gross' shit. i'm not turning into a female body builder- I do not have the body shape for that AT ALL. actually fuck it, i'm not even going to allow comments because everyone is shitting me off too much....

I want muscles (not big ones, just muscle tone) for health and fitness reasons. honestly I exercise just so i can eat whatever I want. I love food too much to be constantly worrying about what I can and can't eat. And I dont have the willpower to say no, nor do I think I should. They say the more you deny your cravings for food, the worse they become. If you crave chocolate, have a bit... If you guilt yourself over it, and deny yourself it, you will eventually crack and binge.

So I dont deny myself anything. When it comes around to our ritual Friday pub lunch, I want to be able to eat a big fuck-off piece of steak, with chips, and a few beers- and not give a shit. Lots of calories, mixing carbs with protein, blah blah blah- BUT I DONT GIVE A SHIT.

Anyway, I dont know where that ramble came from, but I guess in 4 more weeks, when I go back for another program check up thingy, I'll see if there's been any muscle growth. The phantom 2 kg could have just been from all the water I had drunk during the Pump class.... I can definately feel muscles in places they weren't before, and sometimes I think there may have been weight loss. But none of my clothes are obviously looser. They aren't tighter either and I guess that's a good sign.

I'm going to the Missy Higgins concert this sunday. apart from that i am forseeing a very quiet weekend. i just feel so drained... it has to be emotionally, because it can't be physically.... i've been going to bed early but it doesn't seem to quench my exhaustion.

i wish my internal monologue had an off switch.. instead of things/conversations/thoughts swirling around and around in my mind, getting louder and louder all day long, until I sleep again. Sleep is the only time my mind seems to clear itself, though lately even my dreams have been ganging up on me. Playing over events- past/future events - so crystal clear. Argh, if it wasn't for the sweet, numbing properties of red wine, I would surely be going insane.

But yea, Missy Higgins. woot! However I will not understand why they put the concert on a sunday night. How fucking rude... friday and saturday nights are concert going nights, not sundays.

I also agreed to go see Grinspoon with rach and cindy - the concertis not til May. I have never really been one to go to alot of concerts or see live performances, but lately that has been changing. I wouldn't exactly call myself a Grinspoon fan but when I tracked down a few of their albums on various people's iTunes (at work), I realized I actually do know and like alot of their stuff.

Trying to distract myself or "Things that are making me happy"

* Rachel finally landing a kick ass job in the city. Its finally good to have someone in here, so hopefully we can 'do lunch' sometimes, catch up for coffees etc etc. Our routines fit perfectly in with each others and that makes me happy. Quality time with friends that doesn't involve breaking my habits and routine.

* Upcoming social club events- we're all going to see the new Star Wars movie in gold class when it comes out. Going to see a movie, in gold class, with fun people while not costing me any money - that makes me happy.

* Muscle soreness from gym - my legs hurting slightly every time I get up or sit down - that makes me happy.

* The fact that its wednesday, soon we will be past the mid-week hump, and it will be closer to friday afternoon than monday morning - that makes me happy....

IF I GET ONE MORE FUCKING BEBO INVITATION, i am going to punch something!!!!!!

argh!!!!

fucking annoying stupid people who are too fucking retarded to realize that its just a stupid spam ploy. GOD DAMNIT! over the years it seems a billion and one people have added my hotmail address to their address books, so not a day goes by without one or more BEBO fucking invitations!!!!!!

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE! stop spamming everyone.

and then there's always the Hi Five invitations that send you second, third and fourth reminders about joining some tosspots friendship circle or something.

CAN EVERYONE PLEASE WAKE UP AND STOP USING STUPID ONLINE SPAMMY APPLICATIONS!?!??!!?

life stinks enough already, i dont need spam to make me feel any worse.

ps, i have come to realize i am a horrible, cold hearted, selfish person. i feel like shit.

i am extremely brain dead today, after a fun filled day yesterday at the races. it was a work social club event that i had organised... luckily, all my stress and hard work paid off and i think everyone had a pretty awesome day. it was so much fun to have an excuse to get all dressed up, and it was great to see a bunch of work friends all suited up. we all looked very swanky! anyway, after a afternoon and night of drinking and fun, my brain is more than a bit mushy today. plus i haven't been in the mood to blog lately- i partly know why. if i can muster up some motivation i might confess all in the lj later on. but lately i've been able to talk things through with my friends, mostly rachel and i am not left with much desire to blog. never know who's out there reading :)

so yes, there are photos of the races up in my photo album. aaron also has a bunch of photos up on his site too. however, stupidly i forgot about my camera and didn't get alot of pictures... except a bunch of nathan and billy who had entered the Fashion of the Field competition, both got into the finals and which nathan won.