: hung out with amputees and royalties. people who had ugly cats and such. not very nice at all. :

sound : sleater-kinney 'the hot rock' 12"

: it was so cold. me and mother checked in a hotel. and everytime we went out i asked the kid at the front desk for a tiny spoon. a friend from uni was on her way to singapore and it was new year's eve. and it was raining super heavily. downtown. underground. supermarket. where i spoke to the ladies at the security booth and convinced them to let me in to do my grocery shopping. finally, an experience with some mad scientists. and i traded a new throat for someone's head. :

a trip to the zoo would be good.
but not at this end of the world.

xox

: had to go to an alldayer in a fruit and veggie farm in the middle of the city. kinda like the one in perth. i am unfamiliar with all of the bands. and later, i was meant to pass a casette tape of japanese pop to a high school friend. i called her asking for directions and i ran out of coins and someone gave me elastic bands instead. and somehow it worked. while on the phone, a girl came in and gave me some change and said it was the balance for my library fine which was 36$. walked along and lost my way. ended up in a labyrinth of a mall and finally a lady told me to take a taxi. from upstairs the cab was blue but when i got down, it turned into white and the driver was a drunkard and the co-pilot was a madman. shift. makeoutmedia had a new flashy layout with bumblebees and i made up food again. something to do with chocolates. no, no. not chocolate shoes but similar. oh well. :

sound: no wave madness

: some fourth of july thing. it was based in australia. invited to a party somewhere. in a town hall perhaps. and couples were seated everywhere. waiting for something on tv. i finally found an empty sofa. i think i was with older sister. i can't remember. but anyway, just adjacent to us was oliver kahn with his girlfriend. snapshots of people dancing and making out. later these shots were published in a magazine and made into a short film. grandad gave me a bicycle with no breaks. rode to a mechanic who gave me shit about riding with no helmet on and said the jpj would come after if i didn't get off quick. (holy guacamole. i am paranoid of bikes!) some other spooky stuff. but the mind is cloud.dead. :

independent german films rule me.

sound: acabah rot from the tidal/acabah rot split 12"

: the cracking of a neck and websites causing me paranoia. being part of a strange education system and being around people i do not quite fancy and all the trees were dead and gone. :

insomnia does not rule when you least benefit from it.
i have a nasty cough. help.

also, the kind people at deleted art sent me a couple of records yesterday. and those have been rocking like no other.

dadadadadadaforever.

xox

: playing hockey. one against one. and everytime you wanted to start a game, you crack an egg and a duck will form from the yolk and you had to guide it to the net in order to score. freakin' weird. also of strange architecture and cats and of clothes made from gloves. :

bastard of a lomo camera broke last nite.
*shakes fist at the sky*

sound: gogogoairheart 'the things we need' cd

: signed up for army camp. the only friend i had was a one eyed black and white male cat. as loyal as man's so called best friend and it watched me from afar as i went to my confined room. 8pm and it was pitch black. climb up the wooden steps. climb up they say. land-wines and barbedwires and it was thundering people. imagine : people falling from the sky with yellow helmets dead on the ground with their eyes bloodshot red staring up at you. imagine : the rays of sunshine bending in crooked jags. the scene snaps. father appeared on the screen of my mobile phone. and i run around looking for postcards. but all they ever sold were blue wedding cards. :

sound : the raging rain against my window pane. pain.