Last night I went to the casting call for Channel 10’s sure fire trash hit, Taken Out. You know, that super-judgemental dating television show where there’s thirty girls in short dresses and one weasley guy out there copping all the flak and the girls turn off their lights if they think his jeans are too [...]
alas, I am without my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
I peered outside the confines of the internet cafe which is slightly a little too homelike for my comfort level and saw it is raining. I am without my umbrella and wish Rhianna was here because she promised I would always have her umbrella rain protection when the fancy cars are in the dark, which [...]
i’m back in the world and non-dependent on my doona
It’s been a rough week. Germs seems to like me, so whenever someone coughs within a 1km radius of where I am standing, inevitably they seek me out, like a heat seeking missile, attach themselves to me, like velcro, and infect me, like infections. I was lucky enough to have bronchitis and tonsilitis at the [...]
the dress effect, young lawyer toilet humour and cereal from baking dishes
It’s well known that I’m somewhat of a boyish dresser. I genuinely like the way men’s clothes fit on me and they have a way better variety than some of the polyester/lycra/small furry animal with slightly pointed front teeth clothes that a lot of today’s pretty young things get around in. However, yesterday was the [...]
if you see me today, I’ll be funky
I unearthed a jacket from the bowels of my closet today that I haven’t worn in so long and now I feel all funky. Not having had the most spectacular few days (I ran out of chips!!! and stubbed my toe!!!) I am now full of a supreme sense of funk in my perfectly shaped, [...]
irrational spider reproduction fear as pertaining to an extraordinary lack of sleep
This is the fifth time I’ve tried to write a blog post here. It’s not as if nothing interesting has happened of late, it’s just that I’m pretty tired from last night and my usual quick wit and wordy banter aren’t coming as naturally to me as I would have hoped. Last night I participated [...]
a way to spice up your sleeping life so that it no longer smells like a donkey
My bed is a pretty awesome place. A lot of good things have happened there (not sexual, get your magenta-minds out of the gutter) and I plan to continue having good things happening there for a while yet to come. However, of late, I’ve gotten bored of my bed. Sure I could move the bed into [...]
the remnants of a weekend spent in hibernation
I called in sick to work on Saturday. And I really was. My throat had a decidedly gooey feel to it and everytime I got vertical, the room would cruelly spin fast in a counter-clockwise direction. I spent most of Saturday asleep in a sort of blanket and cushion nest I assembled on the floor [...]
an invitation and many canine-oriented love words left floating in the air
Yes, I admit, I have been neglecting the blog somewhat. But I have good reason!!! I’m a part of a group Street Press thingo that’s full of incredibly nice and attractive people and we are launching our first zine!
I’ve attached the invite. However, since the only people who really read this blog are members of [...]
hannah & the public display of rhythm (non-music review)
Okay, this is in no way a music review or advertisement. I don’t own a fly buys card, I am not a gym member and I am not the leader of some sort of religious sect where I will lure you into my fold by the power of my mind and levitation skills.
On Wednesday night [...]
