: we went swimming in the clementi public pools. entrance was free and we chose the second pool. there was a murakami road sign by the edge of the pool and suddenly the the place became an outdoor place and i chose a spot under a big old oak tree. constant deja vu occurances and suddenly being in a second hand art bookstore. wanted to buy a velvet sling bag but it was far too pricy. 94$ i think it was. yeah. :

: previously, i was swarmed by hundreds of species of birds. oh how very hitchcock-esque. :

book of the month = the story of how nadia became a cat (a true story).

sound : yeah yeah yeahs 12" on tape.

: disturbances are a-plenty. interviewing cops and running away from them at the same time. bullet train glass elevators. a dispensary within an art school and having to drink water from a syringe. receiving a package of two months worth newspaper recipes.who the fuck is andy watson?! black and white reels of eighteenth century children. a goat eating rabbit. and oh so many more that now i don't feel like talking about. :

sound : i am looking at martin robinson's mix tape.
yes i have to give it a go.

: of her. of exorcism. of the ever changing photos in the frames. of highly energized cats and letters. of dj shadow sounding like the supremes. :

sound : morser / the swarm 7"

: children in white uniform as they stare at me blankly with their pale faces and transparent eyes and led me to drowning :

anti-darwinists of the world unite.

xox

: 4 australian kids. 2 boys 2 girls. 1 of them was joel andersen. (joel if you're reading this, i don't know what the hell you were doing in my dreams but it was nice of you to visit anyway.) so joel was at this distro and contemplating on getting records and i said get the honeywell lp but he decided on the grade lp on victory records. and for some reason, the cover of the honeywell lp looked like the cover of a seaweed lp. whatever.

spoke to one of the girls about birthdays. she too was a gemini. not that it was a big deal but she was excited.

then i walked into an aquarium and came back with some cast around my neck. and met two aunts who i have not seen in 17 years. another question as to what they were doing in my dreams but it was nice to see them again. :

this didn't happen last night by the way.
my weekend was depressing.

sound : the 1985 7"

: and the theme was 'carnivals'. in no chronological order,

me as a hairdresser. and perhaps the first client was whoopi goldberg. well it looked like her anyway. then it sort of drifted into a musical, and i was singing songs and dancing and then it shifted into me, mother and a family of four off to some theme park. but apparently they wouldn't let us in. and i had a chat with the security guard and then he said ok, if we were that enthusiastic to go fishing. me and dad looked at a jukebox, and it kept flashing the word 'dinosaur' across it. slipped in a dollar and i was supposed to guess what song it was. it was bjork. human behaviour. and i got it right. i opened the jukebox. and it was another dimension altogether.

what is it with me and elevators. i don't get it. i don't get it at all. :

holidays until july 22 and i intend to rot within the confines of my four walls.

sound: on the might of princes

: the telephone theorem. a black "traditional" dial phone with an idd screen hooked up with a blue covered A5 physics zine and once you dial up numbers, a certain theory will appear on the screen. how cool is that. it's way cool. after usage, it was packed in a cake box.

elevator comparisons. up and down and stagnant all over. :

tomorrow i have an exam at half one in the afternoon.
wish me luck.i need it super lots.

sound: the blood brothers