Posted 2 years, 7 months ago at 7:28 pm. 5 comments
Whacking day, Australia day, you know. It’s all the same to me. Although I’ve been doing less than satisfactory amount of snake clubbing today- terrible stuff. Instead, I took mum out to lunch, sold my soul to the devil (Installed WoW) and bought the collection of the banned penguin classics. (Despite the lack of snake clubbing) today has been fairly good. I have a few things that I need to share with all of you though-
#1- the chinese food at roma street is terrible. See how little punctuation and capitalisation there was in that statement? That’s because it sucks so, so much, that it stole my shift key abilities. Temporarily.
#2- Yes, I know I have a bruise on my face. Thanks for noticing and pointing it out.
#3- GEN. ANDREW. STAY AWAY FROM MY CUSHION. BAAHHHH.
#4- I’m tired. Really, really tired. Please be nice to me for a while.
Much <3 to you all 
Edit: Yes, shut up. Ugh. After rereading the title I’ve decided I agree that it may sound questionable. Well. It isn’t. Quiet children!
Posted 2 years, 7 months ago at 2:26 am. 3 comments
So, tonight I went to see The Mars Volta at the arena.
It. Was. Awesome. Omar has a ridiculously tiny butt. Ian came to pick me up at about a quarter to seven, at which point I bounded outside and down the stairs excitedly, proclaimed just how skanky my new boots are and chattered nervously like a chimp for a while. He got dressed, while I bounced around some more (excitedly) and we eventually set off.
Omar (pictured) has a really, really tiny butt (not yet pictured) he had cute tiny underwear on, too. As illustrated, he’s left handed
After lining up for a comparitively short amount of time, everyone streamed inside (I’m going to go right ahead and assume they all did it excitedly), we took our place at the front near the barrier, and I got stuck behind a smelly, tiny asian.
Cedric, the hottest band member, has a (faaantastic) habit of gyrating, thrusting and generally being very, very entertaining on stage. His pants were very, very good at gyrating with him. Needless to say (ohgodheissoveryveryhawt) I was very, very entertained.
After waiting at the barrier for what seemed like.. well, quite a long time, expecting the support act to come out and make us all warm, out of nowhere came The Mars Volta’s intro music. From the sudden outburst of (presumably excited) cheers, screams, wolfwhistles and clapping, it became rather evident that i wasn’t the only one pleased with the unexpected lineup change.
Finally, a picture of Omar’s tiny butt. I know I’ve stressed this from the first paragraph, but it really is tiny. The cute shirt/pants/vest combo he wore at the concert (not pictured) made this even more obvious than in the picture above.
The boys came out and blew us all away from the moment they stepped on stage. Cedric and Omar both reek of charisma- their lack of interaction with the crowd doesn’t seem to affect the way the audience respond to their mesmerising on stage antics. I heard someone remark from behind me that the amount of ’space that Omar (being the guitarist) had to perform in was nearly 4x the amount of space that the bass guitarist had’. At first I was a little puzzled, because he was correct- but after seeing Omar writhe around, guitar in hand, it was obvious why he had at least a third of the stage dedicated to him. Most of the audience, at least for the first song, only had eyes for little Omar. Until Ian pointed out Cedric and his microphone stand antics, I have to admit, even I was watching Omar and Omar alone. The entire concert, bar the few moments I slipped outside to get some fresh air, chewing gum and water, was amazing. The last song they played (Cassandra Gemini) was far and away the best. The energy level of the entire band, especially the black heavy set piano player rose visibly, and they started interacting with each other a little more.
I’d type more, but I’m tired, so i’ll leave you with a picture of the boys looking hawt, and an (excited) oh god, oh god, it was amazing and I wish you could’ve all come.
Posted 2 years, 7 months ago at 4:37 am. 1 comment
Posted 2 years, 7 months ago at 12:20 am. 3 comments
This movie is depressing.
It’s late, I’m at work fighting sleep, so I figured I’d watch a movie to pass the time and to keep me awake. Bad, bad idea. Again. Every time I watch this stupid, stupid movie, I get all mopey and such.
Have any of you seen Raise Your Voice? Yes, I’m quite aware that it’s a dopey Hilary Duff movie, and I probably wouldn’t watch it if I didn’t have this… odd Hilary Duff obsession..thing, but hey. I watched it. The damage is done. In any event, at some point in the movie after she starts dating this guy and she tells him all her secrets, he betrays her and makes out with a really hawt evil blonde chick. The evil blonde skank is all “omigosh everything is so bad can I talk to you, you know, in private?”. Rargh! Anyway, Hilary walks in on them, wide eyed, lip trembling, yells at him, and flops onto her bed, bawling her adorable little eyes out. It’s pretty upsetting. Anyway, he sweet talks her (’I..I wasn’t kissing her! She was kissing me! Terri, I don’t care about her. I care about you! Look, Terri. I care about you, you know I do!’ She responds, again wide eyed, with “…but why would you do that to me 
“) and shortly after, she forgives him. What a jackass.
Sure, that might be hypocritical, but from a 3rd person view, sheesh. Even I can tell he’s going to do it again. Perhaps it’s just hitting a little too close to home.
Posted 2 years, 7 months ago at 2:22 pm. 0 comments
Q. Is pimpin’ easy?
A. No.
