I am going to the special hell.
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last.fm records
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Monthly Archives for January 2007
marmots
Sonz just demanded that I list the songs that I have deliberately gotten stuck in her head over the last year of living together:
- we like the moon
- banana phone
- rainbow stylin’
- evil monkey
- the song that gets in everybody’s head
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jewegg and the chinaman
It is 6:36AM and I just had one of the funnest nights ever. It was the last night as flatmates for Slorebags and I and we did what we always do together: went out to hunt randoms. In this spirit, Dandom the Random came over and we went up to the Oaks for a few. I collected our first randoms less than a centimetre into our first drinks, their names were Mick and Davo (as it was Australia Day we had to Oz their names up a bit). They were good value.
I noticed, over the lip of my beer, a girl that I remembered from the night before. I checked my phone. Yep that was her photo, the very incriminating one. I approached her table and showed them. Three minutes later we had merged three tables worth of randoms together and were having a great time. Until one of the new random girls overhead Sonz and I and asked what a slore is. Two of them became quite offended by the definition, which I am thinking is a bit of a filter. The one who understood, Belinda, is tops and can hunt randoms with me any time.
After a bit of persuasion, Sonz and I managed to convince Mick and Davo to come back to ours for a party - with Dandom we had already bought a case of beer and three bottles of spirits. We made a lot of noise.
** I fell asleep at this point of writing **
We had a few at home then took them up to the Slounge. Davo was a top guy and Mick fancies himself the pickup artist. He didn’t pick up. They made their exit eventually, and when we were kicked out of the Slounge at 4am Snugs, Slorebags, Dandom and I walked back to our house for more fun. We put on the media center and started to watch Borat, got to the part about the jew egg and snapped. We stopped the movie then, but for the rest of the night whenever someone said jewegg we all cracked up. Slorebags still sends me texts with that single word.
Snugs and I put on The Aristocrats, which I was assured was comedy gold. I don’t know if it was because of the quality of the comedy or my extreme drunkenness but we were pissing ourselves laughing for the two hours of the movie. Snugs kept making me repeat the funniest jokes.
We retired, Dandom on the balcony (on the beanbag) and me to my room. I drank a bottle of water and woke with nary a hangover.
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big day
For Michelle’s (my sister’s) birthday I gave her a ticket to the Big Day Out. This is an annual music festival similar to Lollapalooza etc. There are a lot of bands playing over the course of the day, but I only needed to see one name: Tool. Tool are the best band in the history of the world, including the future. Their music is pure art, there have been so many times when the lyrics have spoken to me personally. After seeing the Tool fans in the crowd, this seems to be consensus.
Before we saw any acts, Michelle and I did some reconaissance, checking out the locations and the various market stalls. There was a lot of the usual market crap, weighted towards the anti-establishment end of the market. I made a comment about some rings and a random agreed with me. The random looked up and she was Mel, Bunni’s friend. I was surprised, to say the least. I knew that I would see them during the course of the day but I expected maybe a glimpse in the crowd, not a meeting in open air with no background noise. Bunni was hiding around the side of the stall, I guess she had seen me first. It was the first time that I had seen her since The Purge and, all hurt aside, she was much more herself than she was when I met her in Hobart. She was obviously nervous but in those minutes I saw a bit of the Bunni I knew. She had a dressing on her back. New tattoo? Claiming she was OGT?
I am not gonna write a massive review of the actual day, because Claudia will get sad if I say that it was a great day. The non-musical highlight was, of course, getting to spend the whole day with Michelle. It is a long time since we have done something like this together, and I really enjoyed it, I hope she did too.
Musically, the two highlights for me were Hot Chip and Tool. Hot Chip really went off, for me, because someone got up on the rigging and was spraying a firehose on the crowd, centred on me. I was saturated and, as you may know, it is my belief that being saturated makes festivals way more fun. In order to get a good spot for Tool, we went to the main stages when Muse was playing. I don’t really know their music much but they were very good. Were I a Muse fan they would certainly have been a highlight. It was my first time seeing Tool, and I can now die fulfilled. They played every song I needed to hear and the show was great. The only (slight) problems were that Maynard barely moved and that they pretty much stuck to the recorded arrangements of their songs.
We didn’t bother staying for Violent Femmes. I don’t know why they were headliners. It was great when I saw them 13 years ago but in 2007 they offered little to me.
Walkingrek had, through Laura, invited me to the Annadale for some industry afterparty but I was too tired and wanted to get onto home turf. When I got home, after 5 SMSes, 3 PXTs and 2 missed calls, I finally agreed to meet Slorebags at The Slounge. After showering and changing I met her and Snugs there, with Dandom. They had collected a few randoms for me but they were not keepers, even though one of the dodgy chicks kissed me hello on the lips. I gave a lift home to Slorebags and Snugs, both the worse for wear, and rejoined Dandom.
Dandom and I had a good chat, for many hours. It was actually the first time we had been alone together since we met, on a similar drunken night. Dandom is good value, I enjoy his company, even though he is convinced that I have evil eyes and steal people’s souls. When we got kicked out, at 4am, Dandom refused to go to Maisys with me citing “work”. Apparently at some point I arranged a poker game with him for the following night.
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Clarification
I have two girls in my life named Bek. To avoid confusion, and until further notice, they shall be referred to as Walkingrek and SPB, for differentiation purposes. They can fight amongst themselves as to who ends up with the title “Bek”.
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my chest hurts from laughing
example:
While snuggling:
me: Who loves you?
e: Megatron.
In other, unrelated, news: Twin Elephants and Earth Brand Mustard Pickled Lettuce is nowhere near as delicious as it sounds. I won’t be eating it again.
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want want
One of my most favouritest foods is Chinese dumplings, the Jiaozi kind. I buy a few bags every few weeks, and while I have them, I eat nothing else. I cook them in a stock made from wonton soup mix and sesame oil and eat them as a soup. The Knorr factory in HK no longer make this soup, so I had to scour the earth to find it, my persistence paid off because I found a 1kg can.
Inspired by this post at Karate Party, in my next outing to the asian grocer I went in search of a tasty snack to sample. I couldn’t find any pork floss, so I settled on a kind of rice cracker. What followed has changed my life forever.
HOT-KID Want Want Rice Crackers (Seaweed and Bonito flavour) are one of the best snacks I have ever eaten, they are up there with Chicken-in-a-Biscuit and nectarines. They are similar to the normal mixed rice crackers that you might serve at a party, but much larger - about the size of a wagon wheel. They are sweet. They are bonitoey. They are seaweedy. They are like light, circular mouth smack. The big bag contains smaller packages, in the wasteful asian snack style, each small package containing two crackers. This is a trick. You take a package from the cupboard and go to your snacking location, be it TV or computer. You eat them. They taste so good, but they weigh practically nothing and take up no space in your stomach. Now your mouth needs more of the flavour, and your stomach agrees. So you go to the cupboard and get another package. The next time, you get two packages. The empty master bag is sitting next to me, on the desk.
The shop opens in seven hours and eleven minutes.
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juxta
My Fitness First membership tag, made of metal, is ideal for scraping thermal transfer compound from a CPU’s surface.
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electrickery
Electricity is an incredibly expensive thing. If you don’t believe me, ask my (soon to be ex) flatmate. He sees gigantic dollar signs flying out of the wall all the time. He lives in Hell.
Thanks to his unspoken education, I have been able to compile a list of my things that use a lot of expensive electricity and had to be unplugged when I was out of the room.
- Shaver charger
- Cordless phone base station
- Xbox
- TV on Standby
- the hall light when I am in the bathroom
- Inkjet printer on standby
- 12W halogen lamp on maximum dim
- power extension cords that have nothing plugged into them
- clock radio
I drove past my new house last night*. The outside light was on, yet no-one was outside using it, and also I could not see anyone broodily sulking. It is gonna be so good.
*not stalking, it is on my usual route home.
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flatmates since 1993
[update] I had an interview for a share house today and they asked me about previous flatmates. It got me thinking a bit about my continuing relationships. My three best friends are all former flatmates. An example, from this weekend: on Friday night I went to a BBQ with Adam, then on Saturday night I went out with Mark and tonight I went over to Chris’ house. I spent NYE with three former flatmates and NYD with two others, spoke to one on the phone and was texted by another (from Holland!). I guess I am a good flatmate, since I have remained friends with so many.
I have also amended the list, at Chris’ request, to distinguish between “proper” flatmates and girlfriends. This is so that he wins.
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