Sunday, January 08, 2006

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msn status : Out To Lunch
time : 9.10pm.
real status : Watching people sign in.
real real status : Hungry as balls.

its been raining cats and dogs for the past few days sial. gods been pissing down on us all, so stop sinning everybody. speaking of luck franz is coming to singapore in feb!! the unlucky part being that ill be where they come from when they come here. like a gigantic weeping pile of rubble i shall be curled up in my bed dreading my missing of franz ferdinand. but ill just wipe my tears as they fall onto my gigantic mass of a belly. been having some strange dreams lately. i had one where i was dressing up for prom and wore all black and eyeshadow and then i went out through my window and then it ended there. its like a wet dream that isnt wet, it just ends abruptly with you going.. hey wtf mate? i thought i'd be like a cool vampire or something that traverses all the roof tops and such. dreams can be so annoying. you think your in contorl but your not. its like watching tv, but your the show.

on the topic of things being interrupted, mother returned from perth today. thus marking the end of freedom and no curfews and no authority. mwahah. but on the bright side, its back to food, money and a mean cup of milo! past two weeks have been hectic shit, going out with jeremy and sarah almost everyday. well we've got to make the most of the time eh! but today was breaking point. we all just crumbled under the pressure to enjoy ourselves that we became part time jello people, and spent the day on our butts. the fact thats its raining just helps. whats up man? icebergs in heaven also melting ah? basket.

the rash is actually improving ( but doctor said look to a whole life of eczema!) but anyway i think its because i havent had time to scratch. hopefully by april it will be alright to be able to do my ns properly. part of me wants a desk job : you can keep your hair, wear PT kit to camp, and go home everyday at 5pm. but part of me also wants : grueling training, being shouted profanities at, crawling in the mud, firing massive weapons at cardboard, stripping and assembling a rifle with a blindfold, cmomenting on others manhood in the shower, and so on. so yes having a desk job sounds completely utterly fuckin boring compared to that. oh well ill just bring an xbox to camp and play with the other infected/dying/rashy/broken limbed recruits. is it me or have i blogged about this before? hahah daaaaaaaym!!

im 7 photos away from completing my 69 collection. you'll find out what it is soon enough

James Barr at 4:52 AM

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