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I FINALLY left the fucking house last night!! Fuck Yeah! Kudos goes to my pal Tone. Took my sorry ass out on the town, not that I could do much, but after three weeks of being at home it was more than enough.

Went to Dizzy's, a jazz bar in my home town of Melbourne. Hell, while my cripple ass was waitin for him to park the car, I was gettin all giddy an shit out the front of this place, How fucked is that? I hadn't even stepped in the joint!

They had an 18 piece big band playin, it was fuckin' wicked!!! Then had a round of coffee and ciggies followed by some discussions about the effects of music on ourselves and our immediate peers! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

Can't think of anything better than a good discussion about music. I love the gushin' about the music! Never could understand the freaks who don't listen to music, who don't love music, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THESE POEPLE????!! I'll never understand . . . . .

It's FUCKIN music man, it's an extension of life, rhythm and the human soul. All forms of music, I don't give a fuck what you listen to, I don't even give a fuck if I hate the type of music a particular person is listening to, they still got the idea man. MUSIC. Nothing else has the power to evoke any emotion, in anyone. I don't care who you are!!!!

To be devoid of the passion slash love of anything musical, is deemed that you are devoid of the capacity to enjoy the pitfulls and triumphs of life, or in our case, a world that has gone completely mad.

I apologize, nothing creative today, just another diatribe. Creativity, it will come, if I can be fucked that is. Soon, I promise.

Enjoy the world as we know it, for everyday it changes and soon we'll not recognize the dirt we step upon. (deep, huh?)


Later pretties,

Zee