March 2009
“Ellen: So, you go to the beach, and what do you do…
David Spade: BIKINI!”
– Watching Ellen. I’m not sure why.
Wayne Kerrigan: How's Mum?
Dale Kerrigan: Good.
Wayne Kerrigan: How's Dad?
Dale Kerrigan: Good.
Wayne Kerrigan: How's Trace?
Dale Kerrigan: Good.
Wayne Kerrigan: How are you?
Dale Kerrigan: Good.
Wayne Kerrigan: How's Steve?
Dale Kerrigan: He's all right.
Wayne Kerrigan: Good.
Dale Kerrigan: [voice-over] We could just chat for hours.
You've been strange lately.
I don’t know what to say to you anymore.
This movie always makes me so patriotic.
They may not have much, but they’re such good, well meaning people. And there’s so much love and support!
I had an urge to watch 'The Castle' today, and...
Love it.
They also have Jet Ski’s (although, I don’t have a boating license to drive them and everytime I go on with Sam he makes it his personal mission to throw me off) and we went spear fishing, played on playgrounds, and had frequent naps.
I'm going away with the Mannix's again this...
I was looking at my photo album from last years trip to their shack and found videos of Scott (Meagan’s now fiance), Danny and Sam (Meagan’s twin brothers who are the same age as me), and their friend Leum harmonising their after-dinner beers, and figuring out how to play songs like My Sharona when they blew into them.
I also found videos of the boys singing while we went for a...
I wish it was possible to reblog your own post.
(via refinementuptake)
Ugh, I was thinking this the other day. I wanted to repost something I’d posted about a year ago, and the best I could do was direct a link there. So not the same effect.
Fucking sick of it.
Just want to get out of this place. I’m ready for my adventure. For not knowing where I’m going next, yet having the whole of the European continent as a possibility. Not knowing the local language and having to get by using crude sign language, trying to figure out the best way to mime toilet without appearing too criminally insane. I’m ready for days filled with the most...
“I don’t have any superpowers. The closest thing is that I’m...”
– Demetri Martin.
Screw the reading, I'm going straight to sleep. I...
Sleep.
I’m going to read a little bit of the second of the four part trilogy - Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy - and then try and sleep off my secondary sinus infection.
Goodnight, you. x
ps. I don’t think you even know who you are. The saddest thing is, you probably never will. You don’t realise how special you are.
Another fatal car crash in Adelaide tonight?
What is that, the third since Friday?
Goodnight, Shaun Micallef.
I love you.
Russell Kane
He’s a new favourite, I think, after that spot.
I really don't like Judith Lucy, I don't find her...
(via nuugen)
I never used to like her.. but she really has grown on me. Ever since I watched ‘Bad Eggs’, I think. I thought the ‘My box could use some Vitamin D’ line was pretty funny.
We don't even need other comedians.
I could watch Shaun Micallef for two hours.
The Gala should be run without ad breaks.
I like my comedy uninterrupted, thanks.
Adam Hills, have my babies.
cocopops:
Ps. Expect lots of these updates till the gala finishes.
“The Global Financial Crisis is like watching my dad being molested by a clown. I don’t know how it’s going to affect me, but I know it will.”
Should I profess my love for Shaun Micallef now,...
I love him.
Melbourne International Comedy Festival Gala.
I’m currently creaming my pants.
“LOL LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL”
– Kelly
You continue to confuse and frustrate me.
It really does hurt.
Go on, tell her you love her;
burntim:
You know you ought to.
Irony.
I find it sorta ironic that the more whorey of my male friends offer me surprising support when it comes to boy troubles - I often get pleasantly shocked at their sensitivity. It’s nice though. I’d much prefer to be their friend, seen as an actual person, than as an object.
I’ve also found that it’s these boys that often need the most support and sensitivity themselves,...
“Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of...”
– Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams.
“Can I just say, if I was a girl, I would be playing with myself CONSTANTLY.”
– Iain, last night at the Stag. Alex quickly followed it up with: “Wow, Iain. You’re so lucky no one else heard that. Except for, that table. And that table. Oh, and that table.’
I was in hysterics.
Iain: *speaking of something which I cannot now remember* UGGGGLY!
Alex: Yeah. As ugly as Ash's vagina.
Me: Hmph. Mine's pretty.
Alex: ... I think that's the best thing you've ever said.
I love physical contact -
- hugs, kisses, hand holding. Having a shoulder to rest my head on when we sit down. Even just an arm around my waist when we’re standing at the bar. Someone’s shoulder to lace my fingers over while we’re waiting in line, resting my head against his.
I love the ‘original’ group of boys for that. For the most part, there is no romantic connotations associated with any...
“Are u ax one win tv”
– A message I recieved out of the blue from Michael tonight. Do you have ANY clue what this means, because a tableful of us (albeit, a drunken table at the Stag) couldn’t work it out in the slightest.
I love going out with the boys from the original...
Jordan, Alex, Iain, Lucas, Reece, Mrotek.
I guess there were originally more, but we don’t see them all very often.
But they’re such amazing guys. Such good, sorta wholesome value.
Although, Jordan bit my face tonight - just next to my eye. It fucking hurt. And Alex inadvertantly touched my boobs - we were at Fumo Blu and he wasn’t really watching and went to tap me on the...
I'm just coming to realise how spectacularly drunk...
I took a fair few pictures, and manged to completely miss myself in all of them except for maybe.. one? I stole items of clothing, said some innapropriate things, and pretty much think I’ve forgotten most of the details.
I have a business card of someone who looks like Clay Aitken. Anyone want to enlighten me as to who this?
burntim:
I love your reblogs of mine and Kim’ stuff. They always always make me laugh :D
I like the personification of sleep.
I can almost imagine little men, lugging behind them big bags of sleep dust to sprinkle on me when my eyes are closed. They’d see to it that there were no monsters under my bed and make sure that once I was asleep that my covers were securely tucked all the way up to my chin.
Imagine if all life was like that? Everytime we blinked there was a myriad of little creatures that took care of...
I can hear the rain outside my open window.
I’ve just taken my nighttime tablets. I’m going to lay in bed and read until I can feel their effects kicking in, until I hear the footsteps of drowsiness approach. I’m prepared for them. I am ready for rest.
Goodnight, you. x
Is it too much to ask for a little real...
I’m talking conversation of substance. I’m over all this bitchy teenage crap.
We elves try to stick to the four main food...
I find it quite ironic that I am writing an essay...
burntim:
(via nuugen)
Thats because the essay is a 3rd person discussion;
With personal experiences listed you’d be writing a 2000 autobiography, 1000 of those pages dedicated to you and my backyard.
And there would be at least a couple of paragraphs dedicated to vomitting, and the interesting places you have vomitted.
I took the night time cold and flu medication.
I can feel it kicking in. It’s a funny feeling. Goodnight, you. x
I hate 'what if' dreams.
Dreams that start me thinking about impossibilities.
Just started watching The Royal Tenenbaums
I love that the narrator is Alec Baldwin. I’m a big fan of his, and his voice.