quicksilverlining

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Saturday, June 10, 2006

...to cry sometimes. It's a good thing I rarely feel the urge to even try.

Another stage of apathy. I cannot believe how easily irritated I feel these days. I've been all chirpy and overactive around people, and I don't know why. It's even less explicable since I have this vague burning feeling of hatred.

It's so frustrating. I feel like killing something. At the same time, I want someone to talk to, but I don't think it would be very safe for anyone to do that right now.

I bloody hate this. I can't wait for the 19th to come around. Then I'll be spending some quality time with myself wandering around the city. Or sitting on benches looking at people pass me by. It's like a literal metaphor of my life. I've hardly moved from that childishly hopeless idiot I've been in years past. What little progress I appear to have made is like some sort of defence mechanism.

It's a good thing I'm scared of pointy things. Otherwise, I'd pretty much have cut myself up a bit, and much of the surrounding. Maybe I just need to build something.

I can't believe I'm listening to Kiroro.

Argh. I just want to freaking smother myself right now. But what ever will Kian do if nobody was there to give him his Blinding Angels? I think he'd just die.

Memories are hard to come by. They're the source of my pissiness, and the thing that calms me down. Only thing is that I'm now just bloody angry without reason. So angry that I cleaned my room. And there's no more chocolate.

FUCK!!!

Thursday, June 08, 2006

gasp...

Finally! Connection to the Wonderful World Wide Web of Whirlygigs and Whorish Whimsy! The fucken connection has been down for 4 friggin days! What the hell do we pay the fucken bills for!?

Okay, that covered, I did think of doing that perfect lover tag thing that Liz so kindly pinned on me, then I decided not. Not ready to love, so thinking about it is kinda like thinking of food on an empty stomach. So, no. But in short, my perfect love would be someone exactly like me, but without the flaws. Ahah!

Yay. New keyboard. I can't be arsed to take a photo of it. And already I forgot how much it cost. Only thing I do know is that it works like a good keyboard is supposed to. Huzzah.

Oo. Er. What else to say? Oh, yes. I lost my flair for blogging, so I think I'll kill this one permanently. Wahey.

Bang.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

end trip...

The apartment in Dandenong was quite a nice place. About 60 a day. Three rooms, three bathrooms. Relatively large place, and best part was it was a new place with all those new-fangled central heating things.

I didn't actually go into the mountains. Too far, and tiresome. Rather, we spent most of the time wandering around doing random things. Like, the Dandenong Market.

And Dandenong Plaza. Which is technically like any other mall.

Mostly, it was house shopping.

Some had cool shrubbery. Like this floating bush.

Mostly though, they were the sort of dumps that you'd expect homicidal paedophiles would hide in. Gasp. Dead babies.

The rest of the time, we spend meeting Dad's friends for dinner and getting myself hopelessly glazed over.

Which reminds me, there's this place in Springvale that's quite good. But it has an absolutely absurd name.

Still, good food and random company with vegans who know what meats to order and what wines to drink is quite interesting.

And camwhore daughters. Gasp. Almost makes me want to have kids.

Then again, they can get hopelessly ~~boring~~ bored.

Still, I think single without kids is still best.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

room...

I think I must be one of the worst bloggers around. I didn't take a before picture. Gah. ANYWAY, today, taking full advantage of the presence of a usable car (and Dad's wallet), I completed a bit of desk remodelling. Just take my word for it, it was a junk heap with stuff all over it. Now:

Initially I only had one of those box-drawers you see as the bottom props. Added another one, and a pair of those other box-drawers on the second tier, four planks and some rope, and voila! Also, I took a small wooden dowel, trussed it up like some roast pig, and used it as an accessory rack. I stuck some random doodles I made around, since I can't afford proper art. It's so perfect, it's gay. Ahahahahaha!

Tomorrow, it's going to see the apartment in Dandenong.