thanks a lot

dear mr insomnia,


thank you for the impromptu visit. you're looking great and it's amazing how you never seem to age a single bit. what is your secret? i would love to know and would appreciate you telling me. the lights are much brighter and it's nice to hear more than one voice this time. the old voice was getting boring and he's always talking about the same stuff like he was a warped record or something. focus has not reduced but stretched into tangents. i like that and i look like hell. my spine is still shivering and my fingers are still trembling. perhaps you could fix that and make it worse? yes? that would be awesome. anticipating tonight's date.



love hugs kisses and depleted solutions,

nadia. xox.

: black cat #13 collaborated wtih xbxrx for a 6:46min track and it was awesome. the video was in pink and white vertical stripes and the kids were just outlined in black markers. fucking rule. : if only i could remember how the track went. damn me for making up music in my head again.

: was made to draw a chinese opera mask and i got it right but i had trouble drawing it in 3-d form. managed to get help from sister and she showed me a technique akin to paper tooling or whatever. green mask painted red. :

: stuck at the gas station waiting for change and i ended up with ice cream cones and whipped cream. so nice.:



amazing what happens in five hours.

the bc#13/etc dream was a sign.

spastic love for jfk and company. raar.

:of shoes and kitchens and dress alterations.:

:sonic youth in the soundtrack as i stepped out of the house. a haunted wooden house by the edge of the cliff.:

i wish it would rain.

listen to catpower.

: was at some zine and art fair and saetia was there giving out free band posters and stickers and flyers. and i managed to get a poster for myself. at the rest of the fair, i was stuck with a korean girl who was fashion crazy and into german gourmet food. :

: later on i ended up in an australian international school and one of the kids asked me if i had watched the movie about the singaporean girl who made a movie of herself having sex with more than 200 guys or something. i said no i didn't see it because i was broke at the time. :

other nights saw me dreaming of shoes and haircuts.

listen to plaid.

: supermarkets and photographs. :

switching back and forth.

to and fro.

listen to deerhoof.

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xox

: had to sit for a few exams. chemistry, economics, mathematics. : why do i suddenly have dreams about exams when i'm not even in school anymore? oh yeah, a metaphorical reference perhaps. to be constantly tested in life blah blah blah.

: was asked to write a column for an arty magazine. i chose to write on books and decided that my all time favourite was salinger's 'catcher in the rye.' : although really, it would have to be silverstein's 'the giving tree' followed by exupery's 'a little prince'. 'catcher..' would have to be a close third sitting on the same shelf as murakami's 'hard boiled wonderland and the end of the world.' i better stop talking about books now. i could go on forever.


the fig was also trying to invade last night's dream but i know it'll never happen. (piss of...biatch...)uhm what else? oh yeah. accompanied this dude back to a german concentration camp and there were these rocket-like buildings. and if you placed a coin in the machine slots and if it gave the right combination of numbers (like pokies), the walls of these "rockets" would pry open and you could see what the prisoners were up to.


the other day i dreamt of humongous fuji apples we had at home. and there was one time i dreamt i went on holiday with embrejonsi and another fat girl whom i can't recognize. we were in east malaysia heading towards thailand. embrejonsi got the flight tickets for thailand but the beach was out of bounds due to past tsunami incidents so embrejonsi suggested we get *stuff* instead.


listen to polar. they are good.