last nite i had some of the craziest dreams ever. there were a few singaporean kids involved and while some part of it was okay, there were some unpleasant ones as well. i don't want to remember those. nope. cancel. erase. delete. gone.

music has been : los microwaves, mines, pete krebs & the gossamer wings.

: in a school hall somewhere. history camp or something. someone came up to me and kept asking about colonial hotel. and i said it's still there and they said no and so i went to have a look. it was still there but it was empty. they were gonna tear it down. and it was upsetting because it was one of the first ever hotels in town. (i'm not too sure about the location. it could be singapore. it could be kuala lumpur). the next thing i know i was baking brownies and i brought them to this girl's house. she lived in a shophouse and she was having a hiphop party. she was absolutely wasted when i arrived and her kitchen was one of the most grotesque things i've ever seen. like ever. :

listening to: black eyes

collapsed for seven hours straight. tried to remember.

: writing class happened in abandoned shopping malls. walked from one end to another and jumped on self automated escalators. had to go to a japanese restaurant that was situated by the lake. but we didn't have japanese food. we just sort of sat there and looked at bamboo trees. suddenly we were in a smoky cafe reading our pieces. and there was a huge screen showing a very bad fuzzy version of e.t. yes. e.t. extra terrestial. e.t. phone home, et. :

no music because i am in class right now.
work will officially start at 930am. promise.

: raped by a freakin' green monster. no kidding. scene shifts to me and mother and mother doing something hilarious. : woke up at half two in the morning laughing hysterically. little sister thought i was possessed and was shit scared. maybe i was. metaphorically or something. more dreams to follow but they were not stored in memory.

fatigue is taking over. fatigue and paranoia.

listened to: sandpit, something for kate and the chemical brothers.

: new escalators. new excursions. new sightings. new ice cream parlours. new faces. was given a form to fill in. an audition for a play. based on a novel i have not heard of. the girl with the axe had new shoes too. : why do i even dream about her?

fear and hope is a not good combination. not right now anyway.

music: lullaby for the working class, sodastream.

: had to go to a charity home to work with deaf kids. they seemed alright. :

woke up at half four in the morning though. un-good.

i think the deaf thing is something to do with the film i watched last night. 'happy together' by wong kar wai. you should watch it. it's really good. i like wong kar wai films. they're ace.

last nite:
: strangers in the house. had to go out at midnight to meet someone. and it was raining like a mofo. :

previous nights have been a whirl. fragmented and faded.

internet at home is a bastard. expect sporadic updates until i am able to fix the glitch. for the meantime, you know how to get in touch with me.

sounds as of late: my vitriol, pinback, the barnhouse effect, mates of state european tour cd.