In the past four years, I've broken bones, been to five funerals and seen many tragedies and haven't shed a tear.

I just watched Reign Over Me and bawled my eyes out.

It feels really good. You should try it.

I got drunk with my dad last night. This is the first time this has ever happened. We talked politics, sex and who we hate in the world stage. It was awsome!

Then on the way home, we had to run from the police because dad thought it'd be a good idea to hop the fence and have a swim in the local pool.

Fucking hilarious...

FINALLY, after many many years, I have broadband!

So I can look at all the beautiful wimmin, all of the time!

Wooo!

I am SUCH a n00b...

Yeah, I'm not sure about this new layout, kids.
Sure its pretty but you can't look at the the newest photo sets from the last month, my logout button is hiding behind the BROWSE GIRLS button and that "Alix_x_x is a captivating, intoxicating... blah blah blah" is on everyone's profile and damned if I can work out how to get rid of it...
Or maybe I'm just a bit slow...

So I saw the SG show tonight in Adelaide and I feel I must apologise. Not to the girls, or anyone else in the audience but to myself.

I've met a bunch of bands, couple of pollies, few actors and some tards from tellie and I've been fine - hell I've been downright cool...

But tonight, SG hardcover clenched in hand, knuckles turning white, I meekly mewed and kissed arse to get autographs and a picture on my camera phone (YEAH I KNOW, HOW FUCKING TACKY IS THAT???) with the lovely Reagan, then slinked away like some weeny groupie...

Fucking n00b...

The show was awesome by the way... I got whipped in the face, slapped, hair pulled, head smacked around, hit with a hula hoop and covered in booze and dessert topping... What more can a guy ask for?

So I'm psyched cos I'm getting a new tattoo on sunday. Its a fucking big pic of Batman, by Jim Lee:



Looks a little different from that but I can't find the orig source. This bad boy is going across me shoulder blade and will hurt like a cunt. I can't fucking wait. Pics to follow when complete.

I was single when I joined this site and now that I'm single again, I have rejuved the whole thing. Rock on.

Still pretty sad about the while break up thing though...

I have glandular fever. That sucks balls.

No work means no money. No money means no porn.

However I'm seeing Henry Rollins on saturday, so that:

FUCKING RULES!

Yeah - Fuck you boss!

God damn I tried so hard to quit...

And I leave NEXT WEEK! Woot!

Hey there whitewidow...

How are you...

I took a training shift with one of Adelaide's premier restaurant owners and my boss ( Jenny) threatened to fire me because she has known said owner for years and she's upset that it wasn't arranged through her.

She further said that I didn't know anything about bar tending and if I needed training it was up to her and not up to me and it didn't matter if I wanted to advance my skills, I had to ask her first.

She also said that it was obvious I was securing employment with the next lot of owners, (but that was guaranteed to me months ago cos I rule), but I was in for a rude shock cos I know nothing of stock control, rosters, or budgeting. Which is funny, cos I was trained in that at the Waldorf Astoria in London... A far cry from where I work for this woman - as in about five stars...

So I'm in the mood to say - fuck you boss!