Saturday, April 29, 2006
friday night's alright for... puking
[listening to ::: bad dreams - lyrics born]
i'm staying in tonight to rest in preparation for GROOVIN' THE MOO tomorrow in Maitland. it seems that every friday i've gone out, i've ended up in the vicinity of a bathroom.. and more specifically, a toilet, somehow. don't ask me how it happens, it just does.
last week, i fell victim to JUDGIES til 8am, post 5am-close-of-SNEAKERS. after stumbling home at 830am, i didn't realise that when i would get up to throw up, the house's inhabitants would be out and about. the resulting gurgling spew in the bathroom was shared with all...
in my defense, i'm sooooo glad i'm not this guy:
ahh, it makes me want to chant...
SHOOT, THE BOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!
and drink in a foreign city for a whole week.. good times :)
i'm staying in tonight to rest in preparation for GROOVIN' THE MOO tomorrow in Maitland. it seems that every friday i've gone out, i've ended up in the vicinity of a bathroom.. and more specifically, a toilet, somehow. don't ask me how it happens, it just does.
last week, i fell victim to JUDGIES til 8am, post 5am-close-of-SNEAKERS. after stumbling home at 830am, i didn't realise that when i would get up to throw up, the house's inhabitants would be out and about. the resulting gurgling spew in the bathroom was shared with all...
in my defense, i'm sooooo glad i'm not this guy:
ahh, it makes me want to chant...
SHOOT, THE BOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!
and drink in a foreign city for a whole week.. good times :)
Friday, April 28, 2006
fly ly and meat pie (+ sauce.. soy sauce)
[listening to ::: you gonna want me - tiga]
i watched Crash the other night and i thought it was a top movie. for those of you who haven't seen it, it addresses issues of racial prejudice and how we react towards social stereotypes. for the trailer, go here.
it just got me thinking that a lot of the time, i'm soo un-racist, i become racist.
example:
when i worked at a newsagency, some 40 year old aussie dood came in to buy the paper.
me: that's a dollar thanks, mate.
him: geez. that's an unusual accent you've got there!
me: what? australian?
what did he expect me to say? "oh, dis paper one bipty, but fo you, special plyyy! one dollar! cheap-cheap!" i was soo dumb-founded i just gave him his paper and he left, without me saying another word... or kicking him in the balls.
it made me so furious. i hate the perception that some people have of me because i look asian. i hate that we're supposed to speak broken english and eat fried rice. i hate it so much i have perfect english and eat $5 pub steaks. and for this reason, i hate when i meet an asian who does say, "special plyyy, one-dollar, cheap-cheap!!!" i'm like, FUCK YOU, for being asian.
and all of a sudden. i'm a racist, too. fucked, eh?
i guess that's why i'll be the first to pay myself out. to save face, in case one day i forget about my $5 steak and i accidently say, "FLYYY LYYY!" but for the time being, i'm having too much fun, being the token asian. as long as it's one asian per group :P
i watched Crash the other night and i thought it was a top movie. for those of you who haven't seen it, it addresses issues of racial prejudice and how we react towards social stereotypes. for the trailer, go here.
it just got me thinking that a lot of the time, i'm soo un-racist, i become racist.
example:
when i worked at a newsagency, some 40 year old aussie dood came in to buy the paper.
me: that's a dollar thanks, mate.
him: geez. that's an unusual accent you've got there!
me: what? australian?
what did he expect me to say? "oh, dis paper one bipty, but fo you, special plyyy! one dollar! cheap-cheap!" i was soo dumb-founded i just gave him his paper and he left, without me saying another word... or kicking him in the balls.
it made me so furious. i hate the perception that some people have of me because i look asian. i hate that we're supposed to speak broken english and eat fried rice. i hate it so much i have perfect english and eat $5 pub steaks. and for this reason, i hate when i meet an asian who does say, "special plyyy, one-dollar, cheap-cheap!!!" i'm like, FUCK YOU, for being asian.
and all of a sudden. i'm a racist, too. fucked, eh?
i guess that's why i'll be the first to pay myself out. to save face, in case one day i forget about my $5 steak and i accidently say, "FLYYY LYYY!" but for the time being, i'm having too much fun, being the token asian. as long as it's one asian per group :P
Thursday, April 27, 2006
another good idea, bad idea
[listening to ::: tribulations - lcd soundsystem]
these were shorts from the cartoon, ANIMANIACS. loves it.
some other good ones were;
Good Idea: Finding Easter eggs on Easter morning.
Bad Idea: Finding Easter eggs on Christmas morning.
Good Idea: Giving a small child a balloon.
Bad Idea: Giving a small child a bunch of balloons.
Good idea: Playing the accordion at a polka festival.
Bad idea: Playing it anywhere else.
Good Idea: Playing the piccolo in a marching band.
Bad Idea: Playing the piano in a marching band.
Good Idea: Stopping to smell the roses.
Bad Idea: Stopping to feel the roses.
Good Idea: Ordering a chili dog to go.
Bad Idea: Order one that makes you go.
Good Idea: Feeding stray kittens in the park.
Bad Idea: Feeding stray kittens in the park to a bear.
Good Idea: Whistling while you work.
Good idea: Whistling while you eat.
Good Idea: Playing the scales on a piano.
Bad Idea: Playing the scales on a fish.
Good Idea: Playing catch with your grandfather.
Bad Idea: Playing catch WITH your grandfather.
Good Idea: Playing cops'n'robbers in the park.
Bad Idea: Playing cops'n'robbers in the bank.
Good Idea: Throwing a surprise party for your father.
Bad idea: Throwing one for your grandfather.
Good Idea: Tossing a penny into a fountain to make a wish.
Bad Idea: Tossing Penny into a fountain to make a wish.
Good Idea: Buying a pair of shoes on sale.
Bad Idea: Buying a parachute on sale.
these were shorts from the cartoon, ANIMANIACS. loves it.
some other good ones were;
Good Idea: Finding Easter eggs on Easter morning.
Bad Idea: Finding Easter eggs on Christmas morning.
Good Idea: Giving a small child a balloon.
Bad Idea: Giving a small child a bunch of balloons.
Good idea: Playing the accordion at a polka festival.
Bad idea: Playing it anywhere else.
Good Idea: Playing the piccolo in a marching band.
Bad Idea: Playing the piano in a marching band.
Good Idea: Stopping to smell the roses.
Bad Idea: Stopping to feel the roses.
Good Idea: Ordering a chili dog to go.
Bad Idea: Order one that makes you go.
Good Idea: Feeding stray kittens in the park.
Bad Idea: Feeding stray kittens in the park to a bear.
Good Idea: Whistling while you work.
Good idea: Whistling while you eat.
Good Idea: Playing the scales on a piano.
Bad Idea: Playing the scales on a fish.
Good Idea: Playing catch with your grandfather.
Bad Idea: Playing catch WITH your grandfather.
Good Idea: Playing cops'n'robbers in the park.
Bad Idea: Playing cops'n'robbers in the bank.
Good Idea: Throwing a surprise party for your father.
Bad idea: Throwing one for your grandfather.
Good Idea: Tossing a penny into a fountain to make a wish.
Bad Idea: Tossing Penny into a fountain to make a wish.
Good Idea: Buying a pair of shoes on sale.
Bad Idea: Buying a parachute on sale.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
huzzaaaaaaaaaaah!
[listening to ::: what it look like - spank rock]
so this job applying shit (yes, all 3 applications i submitted :P) finally paid off! scored my first interview on monday for the indie record company, INERTIA who put out some good music so i'm pretty stoked about it.
now alls i gotta do is learn how to conduct myself in an interview, since i've never been interviewed for anything in my life! oh, except for my very first job at the newsagency straight after high school. we had an interview in the little dingy back-room where i'm pretty sure they were just glad i wasn't some crack-addict, coke-head, single-mum-witha-dawwwta.
the sanity gig i got because i slept with the manager. she was really nice about it too. okay. i didn't sleep with her. i saw her sleeping with someone else and it was a mercy-job offer. nah, that's a lie too. i paid her... in lottery tickets coz i worked at the newagency at the time. damn. smell that smoke? yeah, thought so...
INERTIA. Monday, 3pm. fingers crossed!
now alls i gotta do is learn how to conduct myself in an interview, since i've never been interviewed for anything in my life! oh, except for my very first job at the newsagency straight after high school. we had an interview in the little dingy back-room where i'm pretty sure they were just glad i wasn't some crack-addict, coke-head, single-mum-witha-dawwwta.
the sanity gig i got because i slept with the manager. she was really nice about it too. okay. i didn't sleep with her. i saw her sleeping with someone else and it was a mercy-job offer. nah, that's a lie too. i paid her... in lottery tickets coz i worked at the newagency at the time. damn. smell that smoke? yeah, thought so...
INERTIA. Monday, 3pm. fingers crossed!
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
do you remember the time?
[listening to ::: taking chances - the hot lies]
no, not when we fell in love! the 80s! and especially the GUMMI BEARS!
and they had GummiBerri Juice which is what made them bounce around!
trummie - i mean, gummie beaaaaaaaaaaaars, bouncing here and there and everywhere!
no, not when we fell in love! the 80s! and especially the GUMMI BEARS!
and they had GummiBerri Juice which is what made them bounce around!
trummie - i mean, gummie beaaaaaaaaaaaars, bouncing here and there and everywhere!
Monday, April 24, 2006
la la la-la la la, la-la la la laaaa!
[listening to ::: take a picture - filter]
do y'all remember the 80s? i found this random site RETROJUNK and it has all the things you love from your childhood.
remember things like:
They've got all your other standards.. but just to name a few... *inhales and takes a deep breath*
gummi bears, smurfs, snorks, raggedy dolls, babar, bananaman, trapdoor, puddle lane, tom & jerry, ducktales, teenage mutant ninja turtles, chip'n'dale, alf, perfect strangers, alvin and the chipmunks, captain planet, darkwing duck,, talespin, alex mack, animaniacs, rocko's modern life, tiny toons, freakazoid!, punky brewster..
admittedly, some of them are from the 90s, but i still grew up with these shows! the site's got a bunch of other things too, like 'ol skool nintendo games etc. you can also download the theme songs and intro scenes to each tv show! wicked.
make sure you find your GARBAGE PAIL KID. there are some really good ones for all you fuckers who aren't named michelle. (wtf is michelle muck?!)
and then just some down-right ugly ones.. like:
all you fellas enjoy spending many hours reminiscing about your childhood...
ps. the entry's title is the theme song from the SMURFS. c'mon, you know it! everybody, sing-a-long! la la la-la lala, la la la la laaaahhhh!!!!
do y'all remember the 80s? i found this random site RETROJUNK and it has all the things you love from your childhood.
remember things like:
They've got all your other standards.. but just to name a few... *inhales and takes a deep breath*
gummi bears, smurfs, snorks, raggedy dolls, babar, bananaman, trapdoor, puddle lane, tom & jerry, ducktales, teenage mutant ninja turtles, chip'n'dale, alf, perfect strangers, alvin and the chipmunks, captain planet, darkwing duck,, talespin, alex mack, animaniacs, rocko's modern life, tiny toons, freakazoid!, punky brewster..
admittedly, some of them are from the 90s, but i still grew up with these shows! the site's got a bunch of other things too, like 'ol skool nintendo games etc. you can also download the theme songs and intro scenes to each tv show! wicked.
make sure you find your GARBAGE PAIL KID. there are some really good ones for all you fuckers who aren't named michelle. (wtf is michelle muck?!)
and then just some down-right ugly ones.. like:
all you fellas enjoy spending many hours reminiscing about your childhood...
ps. the entry's title is the theme song from the SMURFS. c'mon, you know it! everybody, sing-a-long! la la la-la lala, la la la la laaaahhhh!!!!
and again, we start anew
[listening to ::: i drive alone - esthero]
ahh, greetings all..
finally i get to start afresh. the wait i've been... err, waiting for.
so the weekend was pretty standard. i got ridiculously drunk on saturday -- i mean, friday night.. although it continued through to saturday. so to re-instate, i was ridiculously drunk from friday, through saturday.
we went to SNEAKERS at ABERCROMBIE and i pashed some random dood named reese, who later corrected me in an sms. "It's Rhys." potato, potah-to.
i went on a messaging spree with Johnny -- *gag* what a terrible terrible name... many apologies to all the johnnies out there but it's just such a... *gag* name! -- on saturday night as i cradled my stupid stupid head in bed. he's a mere twenty years old and i have since realised he's not a 'player', but just young and immature. no potential so far, but he did ask to meet up this weekend. very very cute, tho! heheheh... *sigh*
i applied to another two jobs, so following the SONYBMG one, that makes three in total! hooray! no response from SANITY DIGITAL or INERTIA yet. apparently i'm supposed to chase up these applications to show initiative and enthusiasm etc. if that's what it takes to get a job, i'm not looking forward to kissing asses in the near future.
oh yeah, stumbled across a link that actually led me to create this new journal account with blogger..
it's for TAO RESPOLI who is married to ALEX (Olivia Wilde) from the OC. he's a photographer and check out his PHOTOBLOG with some pretty cool photos.
this kid's birthday is birthday is 10th march, 1984 which makes her YOUNGER THAN ME. she spends her life, jet setting around the world whilst i sleep in my parents' house and eat prepared meals... ack!
it motivates and depresses me all at once..
as much as i love depression city, i must depart.
check youse laters.
ahh, greetings all..
finally i get to start afresh. the wait i've been... err, waiting for.
so the weekend was pretty standard. i got ridiculously drunk on saturday -- i mean, friday night.. although it continued through to saturday. so to re-instate, i was ridiculously drunk from friday, through saturday.
we went to SNEAKERS at ABERCROMBIE and i pashed some random dood named reese, who later corrected me in an sms. "It's Rhys." potato, potah-to.
i went on a messaging spree with Johnny -- *gag* what a terrible terrible name... many apologies to all the johnnies out there but it's just such a... *gag* name! -- on saturday night as i cradled my stupid stupid head in bed. he's a mere twenty years old and i have since realised he's not a 'player', but just young and immature. no potential so far, but he did ask to meet up this weekend. very very cute, tho! heheheh... *sigh*
i applied to another two jobs, so following the SONYBMG one, that makes three in total! hooray! no response from SANITY DIGITAL or INERTIA yet. apparently i'm supposed to chase up these applications to show initiative and enthusiasm etc. if that's what it takes to get a job, i'm not looking forward to kissing asses in the near future.
oh yeah, stumbled across a link that actually led me to create this new journal account with blogger..
it's for TAO RESPOLI who is married to ALEX (Olivia Wilde) from the OC. he's a photographer and check out his PHOTOBLOG with some pretty cool photos.
this kid's birthday is birthday is 10th march, 1984 which makes her YOUNGER THAN ME. she spends her life, jet setting around the world whilst i sleep in my parents' house and eat prepared meals... ack!
it motivates and depresses me all at once..
as much as i love depression city, i must depart.
check youse laters.
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