zoran

It's been a FFUUUUUUUUUUUKING age since I last posted so here goes . . . .

I, unlike others on this site, wasn't busy with "life", rather I'm just a slack fuck and couldn't be assed typing about all the shit I get around to doing. Nor, like so many others, have I anything interesting to type about. Nothing of substance that would inspire, teach or help anybody.

However, many things have transpired in my life since the 11th of Feb in my life. First of all, I've met an incredible amount of women that are, to my suprise, interested in me, as a person, in me!!! Who would'a thunk it? Great girls, they really are, not to sure about a couple of them, but on the whole this last month has been a whirlwind of ups and ups.

Not to understate my adventures, BUT, I had sex. Yes, I FINALLY had sex. Two FUCKING years. Not that I looked for it, but I'm an emotional guy, I need connection. No connection no sex. The end. Anyway, I had sex, and for the first time, it was for a good time, not a relationship, not being in a relationship, not wanting a relationship for either of us! I had a fuck buddy experience. And it was cool. We still hang out. It's awsome.

Met another girl, she's a bit funny(not comedy funny) I get strange vibes off her, but I don't know her all that well. All her friends, I think, want to add me to there group, she seems cool, and she's hot so we'll see how things progress this weekend. I'm not forcing no issues. If it happens, it happens.

While this is all going on, I'm involved in a car accident, whose ramifications I'm still feeling. I was out! Can't remember a thing. Concussion, my evil mistress. Could'nt even argue my innocence when I was accused of running the red light. Fortunately, common sense prevailed and the cops did their calculations and used their powers of detectiveness for good, instead of evil, and exonerated me of any wrong doing. With my memory failed and car totaled (hopefully they give me money for my extremely heavy paperweight), I had to deal, now, with the public transport system. It's actually not that bad, but I can't wait to get new wheels. Man, can I not wait!!!

Meanwhile, the credit cards have been maxed out, so no money. I spent so much cash on books it ain't funny. 300+ bucks on all kinds of shit. I'll list them next post. A fuck load of biographies, political commentaries, movie books, art/photography books. Now that's a hefty load of cash, but that's not what I'm proud of most(especially since I already have thirteen books waiting in a pile to be read). April is ZEE'S lets go to every fucking band thats coming out for the month of may:
Itenarary(?) for April
Suicide Girls Show - 11th( more on the first show later, yes I 'm going to both)
Black Keys show - 16th
Opeth show - 23rd
Hatebreed show - 28th

Not to mention dealing with regular life, rehearsing with both bands, work, play, meetin' chicks. I think I'm gonna blow a gasket.

Ahhhh, 27, the year I had an operation, spent my weight in concert tickets, involved in a major car accident(crash?), get back into dating, havin' sex, basically the year I started living again. Yay

I can't help but feel I'm typing in point form. Last of all, and this is the reason I'm posting this very post. . . .


Wait for it . . . . . .


Tonight, I saw the most amazing show I've seen a while, well since the Misfits a couple of weeks ago. I have the esteemed pleasure of revisiting the memories of Suicide Girls dancing 5 feet away from me. That's right 5 FEET.

It was amazing. I have new found respect for those girls. All of them. All of you, if you're reading!!! It's still too close to ground zero to talk about it. But I will update and tell the story of Zee and the SG's. I can't wait for the second show and this time I ain't leaving till I get sprayed with champagne!!!!! I want the works. I had everything all over me. Whipped cream, Confetti, that stringy shit that gets sprayed out of a can, beer you name it, but I missed out on the champagne. Bummer . . . . . .

Well, it's getting late and I've been staring at computer monitors all damn week. And it's fucking cold downunder (my heater just hit a dirt nap so it's time for a new one.)
I'm sure I've missed some shit but I'll repost it. You know what? I think it's time I jumped on the girls' pages and thanked them virt-personally for the FUCKING unbelievable performances the gave. Knocked my socks off.

Adios, I'll read you soon,

Zee, the re-animated SG member.

Viva, the Suicide Girls!!!!!!!!!!!!