Category Archives: Newness
Here is a video of Ben & Sara dancing in the dining room at Chez Hag yesterday afternoon:
The first two weeks of Project Regenerate And Get Shit Sorted have been unfortunately somewhat beset by problems and/or setbacks.
But! we seem to be finally getting into the swing of it now.
Life is getting springyish.
Friday, 21st October.
As anomalous Chez Hagakure parties go, I’d rate this one as anomalous out of ten. We didn’t even do Russian Cocaine in the end. Due to earlier events I was a bit discombobulated. Etc. But it still went off.
At an advanced stage of the evening I even shot a video. Don’t say I never do anything for yiz.
FB – rapacious motherfucker that it is – has eaten my blog.
I’m not particularly happy about this, but so it goes. Can’t force shit.
Here is the news:
I am doing alright; better even. I’ve become a bit decadent over the semester break but that’s okay. I need a new job, and I’ve all but decided to defer school for the rest of the year to focus on making some money and generally sloughing off the final vestiges of My Worst Depression Since 2005 ™ – which is, pleasingly, drawing to a close fucking FINALLY.
Bring on spring.
I had another bustup with Lady J the week before last, which has made me a bit sad. But I’ll get over it. And in thematically related news, I’m still estranged from my former associate the artist sometimes known as Schnozzie, which also continues to cause me grief.
Being severely alienated from people you love a lot and have epic history with really sucks.
What else? My sister moved house last weekend, which was a major operation and marked the end of an era. Her new place is massive – she now has her own studio, which I am very envious of – and her new housemates are lovely. Yay Toots’s new house.
Finally: I’m having a birthday party on September 24th. It’s going to go OFF. You should totally come.
Generally speaking we’re on the up, at long last.
That is all for now!!!
My 2010 started on a high. Life was good and all the stars were aligned, etc. Unfortunately the wheels started to come off in the second quarter and the second half was an increasingly shitful and regressive abortion.
- Went to Thailand;
- Started studying art in fulfilment of longterm ambitions (alongside baby sis);
- Went part time halfway through first semester (see also baby sis);
- Reconciled with a former close associate after a long estrangement, which made me very happy;
- Got very suddenly & unexpectedly shitcanned by a then-close associate three weeks later, with the inverse effect;
- Deferred school and everything else and moped around reclusively for months doing increasingly little except thinking about everything, with increasingly hilarious consequences;
- Slapped myself around some for having fucked up so badly, thereby fucking things up more;
- Got a job and started to apply the breaks.
People who’ve been awesome: thanks. People in general: also that other thing. Seriously.
Life is improving. I think we’ll be doing just fine if we relax a little.
Happy new year.
([*] Trope courtesy of D. Soybean.)
So, my 2010 has pretty much rocked so far. How’s ’bout yours!!!?
I think my epic backlog-killing spree (mostly effected down the NSW coast, where I spent an actually not at all unpleasant festive perenium with Toots and the parentals) exhausted me a bit, blogwise. Maybe that will change; maybe not. We’ll find out!!!
Yeah, my parents have been in the country, which doesn’t happen very often. They went home yesterday, after five days here in teh Melbourne. Ergo, amongst other things, I’ve lately been eating out a lot and experiencing a generally higher material standard of living than that to which I’m accustomed. It’s all been very nice!!!
I set a prospective date today for DP III, which is Friday, February 12th – although I haven’t told the prospective invitees directly yet, coz I’m still figuring out exactly who they are!!!
The audio from both DP I and the SRC Xmas Post-Party is being held back pending the resolution of some content (in the former case) and clearance (in the latter) issues, but I’ll post an update when it’s finally up!!!
What else? Oh, yeah – I’m going to Thailand for ten days in two weeks!!!
To this end, I was vaccinated against Swine Flu (amongst other things) the other day and consequently, I think, came down with a very minor case of Swine Flu. But I recovered!!!
And I think that’s pretty much all for now!!!
I have been waiting for this device since my teens. And now I have it. I’m posting from it now, natch.
It’s not without its imperfections (shit camera; no Bluetooth; and, most heinously, the basic text editing function has no cut and paste, WTF; etc) but it seems churlish to complain about them.
I’m still adapting to it, but it’s already changing my life significantly for the more flexible and generally better.
(Going to Canberra next weekend & really, seriously need to be emailable at any time – with full access to your archives, FTP and the web – throughout the entire period? Hey, leave your cumbersome, valuable computer at home! Wander wither you will! Life is good.)
It’s almost everything it should be, and it makes me incredibly happy.
The arrival of Spring.
So there I was, attending an uncivilised picnic in the park on Royal Parade, having a perfectly nice time & minding my own and a select handful of other peoples’ business when who should call me completely out of nowhere on my – which is to say, someone else‘s – mobile telephony device but the J-meister.
We hadn’t spoken in the voice since November, when I drunkenly and unsolicitedly facilitated her and Henley‘s first ever verbal exchange. She’s been in the country three weeks, apparently. Now she & the H-Dogg were in my hood. And they wanted to hang.
The tone of her voice didn’t make me feel like something she’d just scraped off her shoe, which was nice. So, throwing caution to the wind as I am wont to do on occasion, I went.
We met at Alia. We talked. We danced. A good time was had. It seems like we’re all friends now. Which is totally what I wanted, although if you’d asked me twelve hours ago I’d have said this outcome seemed less likely than [insert comedy incredibly unlikely occurrence which in practice will never ever happen here]. They’re totally coming to my housewarming and shit.
I don’t know what else to say about all of this, but if ever something seemed blogworthy etc.
Hooray for drugs; hooray for Jebus.
Despite my cynicism regarding his religion(s), I am a fan of the man’s work. That cunt was liable for nothing.
And, I guess, the news that after two years of global trekkage, an older, worldly-wiser Toots aka babysis is coming home today! To my home (ie Melbourne)!
Can you say “I’m fucking excited”? Coz I surely can.