Saturday, April 22, 2006

Deceiver of Fools - Within Temptation

Ok, ok. Time for another update. I can tell you're all hankering for one. With all the comments. Now, excluding Julz here doesn't work, coz I just went on about all the comments. And they were all from her. So.. I'll leave it to you to figure out I was being sarky.

Anyway, point is. Nothing to report.

Blog over.

No, I'm lying. Theres plenty to report. Even if there wasn't you know I'd fill it up with junk anyway. Junk like this and also this. Wooo! Being bizarre is awesome.

Bizarre. Yes. "Roooaadtrip!!" I cried. Unfortunately there wasn't anyone in the room, or even the house, so I proceeded to type it into an instant messenger window. From this casual brain explosion, came forth the idea, covered in grey matter I might add, that we should go to Wisemans Ferry. Apparently its creeeeepy at night. And creepy it was. In an ass-raping kind of way, and less the "I vant to suck your blooood" kind of way. Which was what I was really hoping for.

I dunno, is ass-raping hyphenated?

There was strip scissors-paper-rock involved. Mostly on Maddie and Chris's part. By which I mean, entirely. Many were the laughs when Chris, according to Rosencrantz's Law, proceeded to lose something like 6 times in a row.

Did I mention he was driving?

Atrocity. Honestly. Not the blog, poopcraps.

Yeah, no. I'm having a real feeling for links today. Don't ask me why. Maybe I remembered how to do'm in my sleep? Or, perhaps, many things need a'linking today. Yes, that'd be it. I'd love to link to TOMS NEW JOURNAL. But unfortunately, it doesn't EXIST YET.

Easter came and went. Much chocolate to be had by all. What was more important though, was the holidays. Not so much coz I didn't have to go to uni, coz thats basically everyday. But because, neither did anyone else. Which means slightly more socialising, and also, and far FAR more importantly, the buses weren't packed. W00t, my friends. W00t, hardcore.

Ok mah bitches. Its time for some input. I'm going on a holiday. By myself. All by me onesies. But I don't know where to go. Pretty much anywhere in Australia, except for Melbourne, which is overrated. And.. I dunno. Darwin. I want some input, and I want some reasons. The first, second and ever after to say "so and so, coz its cool." WILL be shot. That includes people who do it to bug me now I've said I don't want it. I'm lookin' at you Greg.

Anyway, I'm thinking maybe Brisbane, but apparently the people there are ridiculously attractive, and the whole damn city is bad for the self-esteem. But I don't know. Perth I may be going to later in the year. I don't know. My parents are crapsticks when it comes to organising. But my main point is, unless someone *really* wants to come with me, I'll be going alone. Out in the wide world. Scary huh? When you hear about that suspected terrorist hit, you know it'll be me.

Yeah I don't even know what that was meant to mean.

I'm at home alone again. I need a car. And a friend. Possibly a friends car.

So words we've learned today:
  • poopcraps
  • crapsticks
  • uhh.... linebacker

3 comments:

Tom said...
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Tom said...

Oopsies! BAHLEETED!

So... mmm. I didn't mention that I posted this thursday?

Ha ha ha..... yeah.

Well, this comment is the official journal launch.

Lawd 'ave mercy.

Anonymous said...

You can link me in your sleep anytime you want, baby.