i have decided in this splendid state of enebriation blah blah that i totally really do not communiacate with humans that well.
iam so bad at small talk
its like a bauhaus song i once use to really like
small talk stinks
but then its like
charisma man
fuck
talk to people even if you really couldny give a fuck about their tiny spoted lives
i just dont connect with humans
i say this as a fairly well educated 30 year old
studied two degrees at univerity blah blah
but i really dont get people anymore
fuck
it shits me as i really feel without other people its not much of a world
and i dont connect with many of them
i wish it was easy
in fact writing this apparent fact is even more profound
and so
after getting wasted at a grand ray hughes opening of a really cool artist from darwin of all places i am now going to go out to potts point and get really really trashed ( in potts point haha ) with some friends
i am such a communication fumble head i wonder how i get through the day
end of babble
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this is fun
suffering from a hangover disease to the first degree
attempting to make coffee
panadol
water
and now the surry hills festival is on
it is in a park near my house i can hear it
bands and hubbubb
fuck i feel fucked
big night
ran into a friend who owns a record store in avalon of all places
a group of us got progressively more and more wasted
specrtum
purplesnaeakers though we couldnt get in as johnno appeared drunk to the bouncer-nazi
we picked such a fight with him
he was totally worked up and so we taunted him like mad for an hour or so
he wanted to beat us all up
we were much too wily
afterward we ended up at the judgement bar
say 4:30 esque
the best time to go i guess
at some stage i remember johnno and bridie and i laying on the ground outside in taylor square
maybe twice we lay there
eeeeky ground taylor square
a dude i know who owns a succesful fashion label helped us up
he said we were crazy
i dont remember my reply but i reakon id be good
the first song i listened today was
the kills
black rooster
i love that song too
now for a festival and more
after strong coffee
i can smell it
Catch, hold, spin,go,
Stand, stop, look, know,
Dip, dive, mop, flip,
Yell, crave, storm, skip,
Bite, rip, fuck, scratch,
Jump, click, run, carpet,
Shine, punch, turn, jump,
Cum, flush, [shout], zoom,
Dip, touch, zip, slide.
Pirates are harry,
Space is not the place for hiking
Pricks are loitering networked out,
Leaching something & stepping ahead,
Choice is the choice,
Yell crave look skip
Catch, hold...
The floating pyramids there up in the sky
Defining the boundaries we are all within
This is much better then what money can buy
The floating pyramids up in the sky
Over the rainbow it's not quite right
I saw a man with a face like a dog,
At the traffic lights, howling at the sun
Choice is the choice,
Yell, crave, look, skip,
Catch, hold...
My hair monster her name is fenn o'berg
In her sperm stained jeans,
She knows that diamonds aren't a girl's best friend
But this is much better then what money can buy,
Choice!
The floating pyramids there up in the sky,
Defining the boundaries we are all within
This is much better then what money can buy
The floating pyramids up in the sky.
Catch, hold...
but im really also liken the shout out louds right now
iam so bad at small talk
its like a bauhaus song i once use to really like
small talk stinks
but then its like
charisma man
fuck
talk to people even if you really couldny give a fuck about their tiny spoted lives
i just dont connect with humans
i say this as a fairly well educated 30 year old
studied two degrees at univerity blah blah
but i really dont get people anymore
fuck
it shits me as i really feel without other people its not much of a world
and i dont connect with many of them
i wish it was easy
in fact writing this apparent fact is even more profound
and so
after getting wasted at a grand ray hughes opening of a really cool artist from darwin of all places i am now going to go out to potts point and get really really trashed ( in potts point haha ) with some friends
i am such a communication fumble head i wonder how i get through the day
end of babble
taxiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
this is fun
suffering from a hangover disease to the first degree
attempting to make coffee
panadol
water
and now the surry hills festival is on
it is in a park near my house i can hear it
bands and hubbubb
fuck i feel fucked
big night
ran into a friend who owns a record store in avalon of all places
a group of us got progressively more and more wasted
specrtum
purplesnaeakers though we couldnt get in as johnno appeared drunk to the bouncer-nazi
we picked such a fight with him
he was totally worked up and so we taunted him like mad for an hour or so
he wanted to beat us all up
we were much too wily
afterward we ended up at the judgement bar
say 4:30 esque
the best time to go i guess
at some stage i remember johnno and bridie and i laying on the ground outside in taylor square
maybe twice we lay there
eeeeky ground taylor square
a dude i know who owns a succesful fashion label helped us up
he said we were crazy
i dont remember my reply but i reakon id be good
the first song i listened today was
the kills
black rooster
i love that song too
now for a festival and more
after strong coffee
i can smell it
Catch, hold, spin,go,
Stand, stop, look, know,
Dip, dive, mop, flip,
Yell, crave, storm, skip,
Bite, rip, fuck, scratch,
Jump, click, run, carpet,
Shine, punch, turn, jump,
Cum, flush, [shout], zoom,
Dip, touch, zip, slide.
Pirates are harry,
Space is not the place for hiking
Pricks are loitering networked out,
Leaching something & stepping ahead,
Choice is the choice,
Yell crave look skip
Catch, hold...
The floating pyramids there up in the sky
Defining the boundaries we are all within
This is much better then what money can buy
The floating pyramids up in the sky
Over the rainbow it's not quite right
I saw a man with a face like a dog,
At the traffic lights, howling at the sun
Choice is the choice,
Yell, crave, look, skip,
Catch, hold...
My hair monster her name is fenn o'berg
In her sperm stained jeans,
She knows that diamonds aren't a girl's best friend
But this is much better then what money can buy,
Choice!
The floating pyramids there up in the sky,
Defining the boundaries we are all within
This is much better then what money can buy
The floating pyramids up in the sky.
Catch, hold...
but im really also liken the shout out louds right now
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