Sunday.
Sunday.
Category Archives: People
Canberra Redux (Two)
Filed under Audio, Discombobulation, Drunkenness, Here Is The News, History, Illusion Of Time, People, Photos, Sadness, Travel
Canberra Redux (One)
So yeah – Toots & I went to Canberra the weekend before last.
We grew up there. I left in 2004, and haven’t been back since 2005 (previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously).
I Facebooked the whole trip from beginning to end in status updates and pictures from my phone. Which gave me a thrill. Fuck you if you can’t understand.
(No seriously – fuck you, dear reader. Fuck you to hell. I hope your face is revoltingly disfigured by a horrible flesh eating virus. I really mean that.)
The ‘Tendo suggested I post the whole mini-feed saga in all its glory here. But even I have my limits.
Here’s some pictures and audio, though. Hover for captions etc.
Saturday
(To be continued.)
Filed under Audio, Drunkenness, F***book, History, Illusion Of Time, Life, People, Photos, Travel
Things To Be Thankful For (Three)
Our relationship (whatever it is) has always been problematic and remains so in some ways. But the best ones often are.
I wish I could do a better job sometimes of making her understand how much I value and care about her.
She’s been a huge force for awesomeness in my life this year. She’s a legend and I fucking love her.
(Previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously.)
Filed under Awesomeness, Benevolence, Bitches, History, People, Photos, Things To Be Thankful For
Things To Be Thankful For (Two)
Dinner parties of awesome.
And everything and everyone associated with such occasions.
Also: punching bags.
Filed under Awesomeness, Benevolence, Damage Control, Drunkenness, Hate, Liable For Nothing, People, Photos, Things To Be Thankful For
Presents I Got Given
As requested. (Previously.)
- A tin of bacon & egg-themed bandaids in assorted shapes & sizes
- Some plastic flies
- A copy of Mr Nonsense
- A spliff
- A packet of Starburst Babies
- A box of hot cinnamon gum bearing the legend “OH GOD I AM SO TOTALLY WASTED” (the preceding six items all from Patrick. Frikken legend; I only gave him a – y’know, nicely wrapped – lemon from my lemon tree and made him a card for his birthday.)
- A packet of Marlboro Menthols
- A bottle of cabernet merlot
- Two sticks of Kinder chocolate
- A tin of wasabi peas (mmm, wasabi peas)
- A glass bubble with bubbles in it costing $8.75 (heh, bubbles)
- A pair of new shoes (which I desperately needed)
- The perfect bedside lamp (beautifully inscribed)
- A blindfolded trip to the Werribee Open Range Zoo – and a lovely picnic and a lovely dinner gathering – with assorted awesome peeps, from a chick who likes animals
- An M2M CD of mysterious provenance
- A photo of a train passing through rural surrounds at night that only one other person apart from the person who sent it to me has seen
- A four-and-a-half minute voicemail that I will keep for ever and ever
- 60% of an iPhone paid off over two years (which I haven’t actually picked up yet, because I don’t want it to be cursed by association with the world of shit that was the apocalyptic writeoff week I’ve just had)
- Several very nice cards
- A bottle of black nailpolish
- Another bottle of black nailpolish
These last two items are particularly timely & appreciated.
Filed under Awesomeness, Benevolence, Discombobulation, Food and Drink, People, Sadness, Swings & Roundabouts, w0ot, Whack
Birthday
It’s certainly been a memorable one. I liked it much better than last year’s.
Prize for the best party guest overall goes to Patrick. Prize for the most liable for nothing party guest is a three-way tie between Shane, The Sorcha, and, of course, Coburg.
Prize for the best party guest who wasn’t there physically but came in essence goes to Wads. Prize for the most missed party absentee is a tie between Em and this chick. Prize for the best party guest who did attend physically, but who I unfortunately never actually got around to talking to is a three-way tie between Li, Kav, and The Major. Prize for the best (if maybe in hindsight somewhat regrettable) picture of a My Little Cthulhu Bunny goes to Magnus.
Prize for the most devastating headfuckery goes to my housemate & ex-fiancee. Prize for the most comically hypocritical abusive emails goes to Henley. Prize for the most awesome drunken deep & meaningful alleyway convo goes to Liv. I’m not sure what exactly to award the artist formerly known as Semi, but I suspect he deserves a prize of some kind – or that if he doesn’t now, he may well before too long.
Prize for the most broken nose goes to Luke. Prize for the most blood cheerfully & unsolicitedly cleaned up as a result of a broken nose goes to Harrie. Prize for the driest one-liners (always) and best wildlife photography goes to Ramm. Prize for the best shisha lesson goes to Nichk. Prize for the heterosexual male with the most sophisticated understanding of little girls’ pop music (and also the special award for getting locked in the enclosed garden off my bedroom by a psycho chick person I’m sure is lovely once you get to know her, and then being too wasted to think of calling someone to let him out) goes to Grimsey.
Prize for the best nail-painting (and best former housemate ever) goes to Cel. Prize for the best hungover breakfast-making and tidying up goes to Kat. Prize for the oldest and most enduring friend goes to Bentendo. Prize for the best anonymous benefactor goes to whoever sent me the copy of M2M‘s second album I found in my mailbox yesterday.
Prize for the best present (y’know, apart from causing me to be born in the first place and shit) goes to my parents.
Prize for the best sister in the entire fucking world goes to this bitch.
Prize for the best mistress (and inexpressible amounts of gratitude & love) goes to Schnozzie.
Thanks, everyone.
Filed under Awesomeness, Benevolence, Chaos, Current Affairs, Discombobulation, Domestica, Drunkenness, Heh, Here Is The News, It'll All Come Good, Liable For Nothing, Life Is Good, Night Time, People, silly humans *rolls eyes* etc, Swings & Roundabouts, Use Of A Telephone For A Fictitious Purpose, w0ot, Whack, What Kind Of Fuckery Is This
Chez Hagakure Vodka, Juice & Soda Water Low-Key Dinner Party
With AG.
Filed under Audio, Bastards, Bitches, Current Affairs, F***book, People, Philosophica, Photos
Interlude: Return Of Soybean
She’s back. Again.
Nothing will ever be the same.
(NB The extent to which nothing is or is not ever the same in your specific experiential sphere may vary in accordance with a range of factors – some known, some unknown; some known to be unknown, others unknown as unknown. The degree of liability expressed or implied by the above statement can be estimated at approximately one [1] wad of NADA. Hooray for everything.)
(Previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously, previously.)
Filed under Awesomeness, Bitches, People, Pimpage, Weblogs
Chez Hagakure Red Wine & Homebrew Quiet Night In
With Luke.
Filed under Audio, Awesomeness, Bastards, Bitches, Cunts, Drunkenness, Heh, Liable For Nothing, People, Photos, Poverty, Sex, Work
Interlude: Massacre.
Oy.
I regret burning W******. And I wish I could have been a better friend to Gab.
But what I feel really terrible about is taking J out for what should – by all rights – have been a night of awesomeness, and then exposing her to all that horror. Last fucking thing on earth that she needed.
EPIC FAIL.
Oh well.
ION: Still need a B#6.
Filed under Chaos, Cunts, Current Affairs, Discombobulation, Evil, Misanthropy, People, Sadness, Terribleness, Whack, What Kind Of Fuckery Is This
