Masquerade
Printer
Jihad Ginos
Cold
Bad Job Walkout
Fatty came over
Buying/Surfing itunes
Saturation
Cheney
make it daily
22.7.7
Today.. slept in, yesterday warm fire with natural wood, present from ben, made large printout of tim pic, edited mikes pic, made a beat with steve for angry mexican, steve throwing random words together 'dont make me donkey your ass', smoked a doob, surfed itunes, played with animal balloons, went to bills for Articulate game, rode home.
6.8.7
Austin and i went to the snow, it was cool having him over, we saw the simpsons movie together. It was kinda sweet and gay. I met up with paul and julie on the weekend for mission in motions gig, shit music but fun night. Ben went to arnhem land with chelsea, steve and ir eckon theyll have a fight. Going to job network member, need to find job, applied for position in Victoria Museum. Got large wad of cash taxback. Steve and i cleaned the whole house and made dinner.. Nothing too exciting..Slingshot
Thoughts on..
Poor music, humor and its importance, lack of thoughts, ego being non ego etc. Gunther. Mexican food. Guitar
Weekend - 10.8.7
nt mch, fri milo and caroline over manu chao dvd simpsons sleep, sat, made cake, zoe and warehouse, sunday at home, sunset, guitar prac
Went to milos to watch Dr.Mabuse.
Thursday, July 12
Wow. Today was productive. After yesterdays depression, (and bad sleep), today I managed to..
A) Rearrange my room to be cleaner and more efficient.
B) Found out about getting a test run printing for Tim (Steves new housemate)'s comic. (I must mention, I was in my element at the printing press, I knew my stuff!, maybe I should do something related to this..)
C) Printed off some of my own art in large glossy format and put it up around my room.
D) Cooked Cheenos, Mexican Rice and Aztec Soup! (Recipes coming!)
E) Played guitar on new guitar synth Amplitube.. What an AMAZING program. Who could believe you could get such realistic sounds out of a computer synth.
F) We hosted Cheenos, it was excellent as usual. It was ladies night. We had Liz, Joeline, Debs and Sarita come over. We listened to L-O-V-E Love (That Word) by the Rockmelons on repeat all day. It was amazing. Dinner was great, we discussed ways Megs could win over Moscows heart (By singing him an 80's love song in her room with spotlights and trapeziums, and make plans with blueprints of how she can win his heart and leave them around so he finds them. Also voodoo dolls... Then we spoke about how I hadnt seen snow and how someone always promises to take me to see snow and then never does, then Joelin promised me she'd take me to see the snow in two weeks, and I sighed. And then we spoke about snowjamming.
SNOWJAMMNG - Falling face first into snow with mouth open in attempt to land on a patch of jam that has been previously laid by current snowjammer. Succesful snowjamming requires that all jam be inside mouth after facefirst fall into snow/jam.
What a concept. To think we didnt make this up makes it even more beautifully absurd.
A) Rearrange my room to be cleaner and more efficient.
B) Found out about getting a test run printing for Tim (Steves new housemate)'s comic. (I must mention, I was in my element at the printing press, I knew my stuff!, maybe I should do something related to this..)
C) Printed off some of my own art in large glossy format and put it up around my room.
D) Cooked Cheenos, Mexican Rice and Aztec Soup! (Recipes coming!)
E) Played guitar on new guitar synth Amplitube.. What an AMAZING program. Who could believe you could get such realistic sounds out of a computer synth.
F) We hosted Cheenos, it was excellent as usual. It was ladies night. We had Liz, Joeline, Debs and Sarita come over. We listened to L-O-V-E Love (That Word) by the Rockmelons on repeat all day. It was amazing. Dinner was great, we discussed ways Megs could win over Moscows heart (By singing him an 80's love song in her room with spotlights and trapeziums, and make plans with blueprints of how she can win his heart and leave them around so he finds them. Also voodoo dolls... Then we spoke about how I hadnt seen snow and how someone always promises to take me to see snow and then never does, then Joelin promised me she'd take me to see the snow in two weeks, and I sighed. And then we spoke about snowjamming.
SNOWJAMMNG - Falling face first into snow with mouth open in attempt to land on a patch of jam that has been previously laid by current snowjammer. Succesful snowjamming requires that all jam be inside mouth after facefirst fall into snow/jam.
What a concept. To think we didnt make this up makes it even more beautifully absurd.
Yesterday i was feeling pretty depressed, i guess its because it dawned on me that one day I may have to get a job.
So i looked for a job.. can you believe the sort of things advertised..
"Do you have the DNA? Callcentre staff needed!" and.. "Fantastic hours! 8 am to 6 pm, great package!" also.. "Are you a funky dude that loves to work?!" .. (ok I made the last one up, but it's not much of a stretch).
Anyway it made me so SICK. It might as well cut to the point..
"Want to be a slave?! Come overwork at our boxy fluorescent lit offices! Occasional fruit supplied! Underpayment guaranteed! Great Super!" UGH.
I don't know what i'm going to do, but i'm not about to get a full time job, or work at a callcentre, ever.again. I don't hate myself enough. Not anymore. So we'll see, wait, watch, I'm sure I can find a job I like. I know not all jobs are evil.. but the job market, it's disgusting.
I would like to clear up. I don't dislike work. I like to work. I love to work! I love a job. It's a great feeling, to know you are doing something, to get up for in the morning, the people you meet, and help. It really can be a satisfying experience.
However, the way work is given. The hours. The way that most jobs require you to become an automata, a number, a node for some greater detached, uncaring, sterile company that frowns and mistrusts you. It's a harrowing situation, and let's not kid ourselves, most jobs are like that.
This is where I should plug a link to - In praise of Idleness - . If you have a spare moment, please read it, it puts my thoughts across into a more eloquent and formal manner. To believe it was written in 1932! How backwards we continue to be!
http://www.zpub.com/notes/idle.html
So i looked for a job.. can you believe the sort of things advertised..
"Do you have the DNA? Callcentre staff needed!" and.. "Fantastic hours! 8 am to 6 pm, great package!" also.. "Are you a funky dude that loves to work?!" .. (ok I made the last one up, but it's not much of a stretch).
Anyway it made me so SICK. It might as well cut to the point..
"Want to be a slave?! Come overwork at our boxy fluorescent lit offices! Occasional fruit supplied! Underpayment guaranteed! Great Super!" UGH.
I don't know what i'm going to do, but i'm not about to get a full time job, or work at a callcentre, ever.again. I don't hate myself enough. Not anymore. So we'll see, wait, watch, I'm sure I can find a job I like. I know not all jobs are evil.. but the job market, it's disgusting.
I would like to clear up. I don't dislike work. I like to work. I love to work! I love a job. It's a great feeling, to know you are doing something, to get up for in the morning, the people you meet, and help. It really can be a satisfying experience.
However, the way work is given. The hours. The way that most jobs require you to become an automata, a number, a node for some greater detached, uncaring, sterile company that frowns and mistrusts you. It's a harrowing situation, and let's not kid ourselves, most jobs are like that.
This is where I should plug a link to - In praise of Idleness - . If you have a spare moment, please read it, it puts my thoughts across into a more eloquent and formal manner. To believe it was written in 1932! How backwards we continue to be!
http://www.zpub.com/notes/idle.html
Tuesday, July 10
Oh ok, if i must.
Its been some amazing days I have had, headed by the fact that I got my fireplace running. Now except from the heat of the suns smiling rays, there is nothing like the warmth and hypnotic energy of a real fire. Especially one in your room.
Steve and I have been staying up to four a.m, sitting by the fire, drinking wine, playing video games and watching videos on the internet.
"Does it get any better?" He asks.
"If only one of us was beautiful woman" I reply.
"Haha yeah. two hot girls, then we'd have it all"
"Probably not, haha, they'd be complaining about the video games or our rampant alcoholism"
"Yeah they'd be sitting together saying, this game sucks, pay attention to me.."
"And we'd be like.. Wow.. this would be perfect if these girls weren't here"
"Totally"
"It doesn't get any better then, we really do have it all"
"Right on", I reply, and smile.
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I went to a party on Saturday, it was my old friend (through Rachel) Julians party. It was full of black BLACK sudanese dudes smoking shishas, and rappers battling away. Cute girls and good conversation. I smoked some apple tobacco and met a number of people who all loved my name! (three comments at least).
I started talking to a cute girl called Kelly, she wore glasses and was a little shy but we got talking about candy, chocolate and sweets and we were off. We're both sugar junkies so we got along really well. After a while we held hands, she was kinda shy, it was so dorky and cute. We made out and went to the backyard to make out some more. I didn't have a phone so I gave her my number and walked her to her car. She hasn't called me, It's been three days. I guess she won't, but that's ok, either option is good with me I suppose.
While this happenned Steve was lost on the streets of Melbourne looking for goon. After hours of asking "Where's Steve everyone!?" someone finally said "Oh, he went to get goon", a girl turned around.. "Wait a minute, you mean, someone sent Steve out, on his own, to get goon, with everyone's money??? Who the hell did that!?".. but it was too late.
When we called him he was roaming the streets lost, after having been taken on random taxi rides and been sprayed on the face with a fire extinguisher by a stranger. We finally put it together and got him home. With a bag of goon. That had cost a grand total of seventy dollars.
Its been some amazing days I have had, headed by the fact that I got my fireplace running. Now except from the heat of the suns smiling rays, there is nothing like the warmth and hypnotic energy of a real fire. Especially one in your room.
Steve and I have been staying up to four a.m, sitting by the fire, drinking wine, playing video games and watching videos on the internet.
"Does it get any better?" He asks.
"If only one of us was beautiful woman" I reply.
"Haha yeah. two hot girls, then we'd have it all"
"Probably not, haha, they'd be complaining about the video games or our rampant alcoholism"
"Yeah they'd be sitting together saying, this game sucks, pay attention to me.."
"And we'd be like.. Wow.. this would be perfect if these girls weren't here"
"Totally"
"It doesn't get any better then, we really do have it all"
"Right on", I reply, and smile.
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I went to a party on Saturday, it was my old friend (through Rachel) Julians party. It was full of black BLACK sudanese dudes smoking shishas, and rappers battling away. Cute girls and good conversation. I smoked some apple tobacco and met a number of people who all loved my name! (three comments at least).
I started talking to a cute girl called Kelly, she wore glasses and was a little shy but we got talking about candy, chocolate and sweets and we were off. We're both sugar junkies so we got along really well. After a while we held hands, she was kinda shy, it was so dorky and cute. We made out and went to the backyard to make out some more. I didn't have a phone so I gave her my number and walked her to her car. She hasn't called me, It's been three days. I guess she won't, but that's ok, either option is good with me I suppose.
While this happenned Steve was lost on the streets of Melbourne looking for goon. After hours of asking "Where's Steve everyone!?" someone finally said "Oh, he went to get goon", a girl turned around.. "Wait a minute, you mean, someone sent Steve out, on his own, to get goon, with everyone's money??? Who the hell did that!?".. but it was too late.
When we called him he was roaming the streets lost, after having been taken on random taxi rides and been sprayed on the face with a fire extinguisher by a stranger. We finally put it together and got him home. With a bag of goon. That had cost a grand total of seventy dollars.
Thursday, July 5
There are a few things i need to write about, or want to, rather,
First off is Beta Male Sex Palace, our new band.
We are Betas, we like video games and geeky books, odd topics, and cult films. Kung fu and horror. Having accepted this we have decided to be proud and start a nerdcore band to announce our Beta pride to the world, and the ladies. BMSP is the result. Mc Skate (me) and MC Plus Plus (Steve) will be ripping it up soon, so keep an eye out. Word to your motherboard.
We had a decidedly beta evening two nights ago, after finally getting the fireplace in my room started (!!! i was SO excited, i typed 'Fire' into itunes and listened to all my fire songs), Steve and I sat near the fire, playing Sam & Max (old and amazingly good video game) drinking cheap wine (St.Bernadinos) and smoking rollies.
At one point I looked at him.. "Dude, it doesn't get much better than this", to which he replied "No man, this is heaven. Fire, video games, goon and cigarrettes (and Baklava). This is Beta male heaven".. and I had to agree.
Later on that night we made some music, Ben and Megs came home, Ben gave me an intense massage as we watched the fantastic and relevant V For Vendetta and i slept with a warm water bottle in my bed, it was delicious. I felt amazing the next morning.
That night typical beautiful Melbourne fare, we went to a shadow puppet show in a barn, it was amazing, dodgy but amazing. A sweet story about a man writing postcards to a dingo he was once afraid of but now misses. A reflection on white mans take over and the destruction of nature without the preaching. Just a sweet story which almost made me cry.
There was also soup and bread.
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Now I have to projects. BMSP, and the Sydney Road Film Festival competition.
Here's the deal. I have eight days, I dont have a camera, I dont have a script, no one wants to help me and Im going to win.
Prizes up to $1000!! I need the money! So im filming ALL the time with a borrowerd Kodak easyshare and hoping that eventually i will have enough footage to edit something together, even if its a random set of pictures and sounds, i can claim it as art. I'm going to win a prize.
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Here's some BMSP lyrics from our first song 'Beta Supremacy'.
We're the mega nerds ultra nerds nerds with style were the sociable nerds that pull chicks meat head jocks with your brains in your dick were the sociable nerds that pull chicks well im the nerd with the beard and the words to hear that make the girls get wetter then an ottors career pump jolts to your brain with my rugged good looks and penchant for playing games and reading fantasy books we;re like voltron girl, we're like techno man, we're like mark hamills number one fans, you look at me babe i'll be your wing commander, when i get up in the mornin well i listen to wham, wake me up before you go because ill cook you some eggs im the sensitive type that serves you breakfast in bed i like you for your body and i like you for your head so ditch the fuckin dick and get a man instead you want it hard, well i slept with the devil, i beat castlevania to get to the next level, if real dedications what you want from me cause i've been training damn hard since the atari st **Chorus** im that warm sensation from your head to your rectum ive caught the girls eyes since the synclair spectrum i play the guitar with no plectrum thats hot bananas any game i play even daikatana im the type likes to compliment its true youve got emeralds in your eyes like sonic 2 betas the new black fuck the alpha we eat dumb jocks like alphafa they call me mc skate and im a riot, you wanna beat my best time well fucking try it, 8 bit, binary, wokrking some code im like morpheous man im the number one node up till four am on toobs and pepsi, i apologize if im maybe too sexy? off to princess peach yeah im on the rescue, killin koopa and his pals babe to prove i respect you. C++, Javascript, Microsoft WORD. C++, Javascript, Microsoft WORD. C++, Javascript, Microsoft WORD. Word to your motherboard.
There are a few things i need to write about, or want to, rather,
First off is Beta Male Sex Palace, our new band.
We are Betas, we like video games and geeky books, odd topics, and cult films. Kung fu and horror. Having accepted this we have decided to be proud and start a nerdcore band to announce our Beta pride to the world, and the ladies. BMSP is the result. Mc Skate (me) and MC Plus Plus (Steve) will be ripping it up soon, so keep an eye out. Word to your motherboard.
We had a decidedly beta evening two nights ago, after finally getting the fireplace in my room started (!!! i was SO excited, i typed 'Fire' into itunes and listened to all my fire songs), Steve and I sat near the fire, playing Sam & Max (old and amazingly good video game) drinking cheap wine (St.Bernadinos) and smoking rollies.
At one point I looked at him.. "Dude, it doesn't get much better than this", to which he replied "No man, this is heaven. Fire, video games, goon and cigarrettes (and Baklava). This is Beta male heaven".. and I had to agree.
Later on that night we made some music, Ben and Megs came home, Ben gave me an intense massage as we watched the fantastic and relevant V For Vendetta and i slept with a warm water bottle in my bed, it was delicious. I felt amazing the next morning.
That night typical beautiful Melbourne fare, we went to a shadow puppet show in a barn, it was amazing, dodgy but amazing. A sweet story about a man writing postcards to a dingo he was once afraid of but now misses. A reflection on white mans take over and the destruction of nature without the preaching. Just a sweet story which almost made me cry.
There was also soup and bread.
---------------
Now I have two projects. BMSP, and the Sydney Road Film Festival competition.
Here's the deal. I have eight days, I dont have a camera, I dont have a script, no one wants to help me and Im going to win.
Prizes up to $1000!! I need the money! So im filming ALL the time with a borrowerd Kodak easyshare and hoping that eventually i will have enough footage to edit something together, even if its a random set of pictures and sounds, i can claim it as art. I'm going to win a prize.
---------------
Here's some BMSP lyrics from our first song 'Beta Supremacy'.
We're the mega nerds ultra nerds nerds with style were the sociable nerds that pull chicks meat head jocks with your brains in your dick were the sociable nerds that pull chicks well im the nerd with the beard and the words to hear that make the girls get wetter then an ottors career pump jolts to your brain with my rugged good looks and penchant for playing games and reading fantasy books we;re like voltron girl, we're like techno man, we're like mark hamills number one fans, you look at me babe i'll be your wing commander, when i get up in the mornin well i listen to wham, wake me up before you go because ill cook you some eggs im the sensitive type that serves you breakfast in bed i like you for your body and i like you for your head so ditch the fuckin dick and get a man instead you want it hard, well i slept with the devil, i beat castlevania to get to the next level, if real dedications what you want from me cause i've been training damn hard since the atari st **Chorus** im that warm sensation from your head to your rectum ive caught the girls eyes since the synclair spectrum i play the guitar with no plectrum thats hot bananas any game i play even daikatana im the type likes to compliment its true youve got emeralds in your eyes like sonic 2 betas the new black fuck the alpha we eat dumb jocks like alphafa they call me mc skate and im a riot, you wanna beat my best time well fucking try it, 8 bit, binary, wokrking some code im like morpheous man im the number one node up till four am on toobs and pepsi, i apologize if im maybe too sexy? off to princess peach yeah im on the rescue, killin koopa and his pals babe to prove i respect you. C++, Javascript, Microsoft WORD. C++, Javascript, Microsoft WORD. C++, Javascript, Microsoft WORD. Word to your motherboard.
Monday, July 2
No one cares about this blog. not really. Other than me.. i get about 20 hits per week, Pete reads it, but thats about it! Its been going on for years now, i'm sure there's some good stuff in there, but I don't know what the value of it really is..
What am I doing?.. what is this blog?
I'm not really sure, I guess I don't know. I just do it.. sometimes I kind of hope people will read my thoughts and detach me from them so they are as pure as they can be.
I do this for myself, so one day I can read back on it and think, "gee well, thats where I was then, and now I'm here, gee wheez, what a change huh?!", or not.
I guess I'm feeling a bit despondent, the map thing that tells me my hits counter is broken, I don't update this enough, there's lots going on, but I'm in my mid twenties and not really doing ANYTHING.
BUT DAMN! What does doing anything have to do with it?!
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I'm starting a band with Steve, we're called 'Beta Male Sex Palace'.. we've got a song called Dungeon Master, and we have more on the way, about video games, C++, Css, Javascript, Ghouls'n'Ghosts, Macbooks, etc.
Beta Males all the way Bitchezz.
I guess I should mention the latest life events.
* Austin ate a whole rack of ribs in FOUR minutes.
* Dennis and Jeff had a great sleazy formal housewarming party, i had fun.
* Getting back to Melbourne was hell.
* I finished Zelda with Matthew.
* I love my new Macbook. (more to come on this)
* Jeff & Dennis still watch Scrubs and Stargate.
* Bob appeared to Ben and I in binary, coincidentally.
* Megs bought a set of new tapes for Ginos.
* Artmatic is an amazing program. (I made that picture above with it)
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