tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58181912011-04-22T05:48:02.509+10:00pleasetoberestful(it is only a few crazies who have from the crazy place outbroken)louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.comBlogger731100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1151459099030798082006-06-28T11:43:00.000+10:002006-06-28T11:47:33.593+10:00sleater-kinney are going on 'indefinte hiatus'?this is far, far more sad than any football game.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1149650177371354512006-06-07T13:08:00.000+10:002006-06-07T13:16:17.373+10:00on monday morning john howard was opening some building at sydney uni. the protest was fairly standardly ritualistic, but with rain. it could have been interesting if it hadn't rained & more people had come.reports of howard's speech:'Mr Howard says while the work on the brain diseases affecting the elderly are vital for an ageing population, the most important work is with the mental health oflouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1149649665110908822006-06-07T13:06:00.000+10:002006-06-07T13:07:45.120+10:00i dreamt i had a pet bee. it was sick & i was taking it to the vet. when i got there i realised that maybe vets didn't know how to treat a bee. but the receptionist said one of the vets was a bee expert.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1141007221984683802006-02-27T13:21:00.000+11:002006-02-27T13:27:22.210+11:00at job search training (that is, ritual punishment for the continually unemployed) today we were given a sheet on personal hygeine. for some reason it is titled 'HERBS AND SPICES'.i quote: 'Scary hair. Extra unwanted hair on the face can be distracting. Eg. nose hairs, hair on the ears or the mono-brow. Particularly for girls who have side burns or extra hair above the lip. Waxing is the best waylouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1134527769192106732005-12-14T13:09:00.000+11:002005-12-14T13:36:09.243+11:00re: white riot& everyone i talk to is their own combination of angry, sad, sick & scared.& now the reporting is of a general 'unrest', to-and-fro violence and law-and-order solutions, with the horrible spectacle of white-nation-racist-mass-attack forgotten, plastered over. it was being plastered over as soon as it began, reported in ready racist framework as a response to invasion, justified louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1132225759970515232005-11-17T22:01:00.000+11:002005-11-17T22:09:19.980+11:00i don't understand why one would want to whittle away the time before / between flights shopping... this airport's a gigantic mall. but then, i tend to find malls induce emotional fragility. as do airports. so, why not combine them... plus i already have way * too * much * stuff. i should've just dumped most of it a tokyo airport, if that wouldn't have triggered a full security shutdown.in louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1132151794077710312005-11-17T01:28:00.000+11:002005-11-17T01:36:34.086+11:00it's all a dream, right? i'm in singapore, and this morning i was in tokyo? and i was in japan for 5 months? and there's a place called sydney i'm heading for?ok.in narita airport a gaggle of tiny children in matching bright yelloy hats surrounded passengers waiting and in practised their english in high pitched chorus: 'what's your name? where are you from? what sports do you like?' i louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1130844161128026192005-11-01T22:14:00.000+11:002005-11-01T22:22:41.136+11:00no more work for me!so here are some teaching stories. they are fairly dull. but so is work.1. [in which i channel gwen stefani]there.s a beginner level lesson about giving phone numbers and email addresses. one of the sample email addresses is something like jill@go-bananas.net. the student was having trouble listening for letters, so i spent a good 5 minutes going b - a - n - a - n - a - s.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1129868318473968992005-10-21T14:11:00.000+10:002005-10-21T14:18:38.480+10:00small moments of functional japanese use are so exciting. so was the shop i found in the middle of nowhere selling vintage kimonos for Y400. and eating shitake mushrooms nearly everyday.there are all these small things i have to do. like find a shop that sells large backpacks. and work out if i'm going to go to kyoto from the 3-6, and then to hiroshima, then up north, as i planned, or try to louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1129606573964070432005-10-18T13:28:00.000+10:002005-10-18T13:36:13.986+10:00. went to tokyo.. went to a cheap bar. salarymen gave us small wrapped cheese.. went to a gay bar. no one was there.. went to karaoke, on smuggled in vodka and shochu and hepped up.. went home, talked drunk shit, slept.. went 2 train stations away on a dvd player buying mission.. went to mcdonalds and threw up in the toilet.. went home on the luxurious express train.when i get back to sydney welouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1129177556718994212005-10-13T14:13:00.000+10:002005-10-13T14:27:24.126+10:00today is beautiful clear. i can see the mountains from the library window. i'm going to tokyo today. i'm trying to work out travel plans and it seems too hard. it seems i don't need a visa for singapore? in japan i'm going to kyoto, then i'm going to go north. i want to go to nikko to see the naughty monkeys. then up to tohoku, maybe even to hokkaido. i don't know yet. i have a ticket for the louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1126152712262160182005-09-08T14:00:00.000+10:002005-09-08T14:11:52.266+10:00. change of plans.. my flatmate is moving away, so unless we get sent someone new soon, i'll be living on my own after 3 weeks. i've never lived on my own. it's strange and kind of attractive, but kind of not. it's not as fun cooking always for myself.. but i'll only be there for a month or so. for reasons of reasons, i'll hopefully be back in sydney sometime in november.. i told my boss i louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1125555436066003762005-09-01T16:16:00.000+10:002005-09-01T16:17:16.066+10:00today i joined the video store just so i can watch buffy, though they only have the first two seasons.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1125555292742617202005-09-01T15:44:00.000+10:002005-09-01T16:15:04.770+10:00(a very touristy entry, containing snippets about divorce, dead children & studio ghibli.)so my cousin rachel was in japan, visting a friend of hers whose partner got headhunted by a japanese law firm (they live in an apartment with the nicest shower i have ever experienced.)so i went to see her, which was great, and we went on a daytrip to Kamakura, which was great.we visited Tokei-ji, which forlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1124600731858025142005-08-21T14:58:00.000+10:002005-08-21T15:05:31.866+10:00. nelson pointed out that here the moon is the other way up.. the bugs in the terrarium at the train station are killing each other. bug body parts are all through the sawdust. i find this very distressing.. this week is not so bad: one day on one day off two days on half day training in tokyo then a day off.. nelson & i went to shosenkyo gorge 'the most beautiful ravine in japan.' it was louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1124243600890255892005-08-17T11:51:00.000+10:002005-08-17T11:53:20.896+10:00Sunil is aquitted! (& the Daily Telegraph upgrades his charge):The Daily TelegraphWED 17 AUG 2005,Page 011PASSPORTS AQUITTALA UNIVERSITY student accused of running a fake passport racket to help escaped asylum seekers flee to other countries was acquitted yesterday. Sunil Menon, 23, was one of the people charged in a series of high-profile raids on people assisting asylum seekers across Sydney, louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1124159416220000642005-08-16T12:24:00.000+10:002005-08-16T12:30:16.226+10:00. work sucks. especially today, when i was meant to be working early (10-5.40), so i schlepp myself to work on time, despite having not slept so well (i had a dream i was dead, though it wasn't a bad dream exactly), only to find out i wasn't on the schedule till late. 1.20-9.20. which means i can't call australia till 10.30 australia time, which is far too long to wait.. and i have to make louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1123557160508810172005-08-09T13:01:00.000+10:002005-08-09T13:12:40.513+10:00. the subplot conference is looking good from here.. the trial isn't. i wish i could go. as well as the obvious reasons, i'd like to be able to heckle certain labor-party student president alleged speakers (on the offchance they say anything especially bad). and the obvious reasons.. there's going to be an election here. i know nothing about it except that it will mean vans driving round louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1123040453743514402005-08-03T13:29:00.000+10:002005-08-03T13:40:53.750+10:00. the irregular rhythm asylum. it's great.. hey nsw, what's going on? i get headline emails, and prominant people just keep resigning. is some scandal about to break?. more japanese stuff: self-managed tent village in Nishi-nari park, osaka.. gotta go to work.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1122688833371531642005-07-30T11:55:00.000+10:002005-07-30T12:00:55.933+10:00Jean Charles de Menezes the Brazilian shot dead in the head, was not wearing a heavy jacket that might have concealed a bomb, and did not jump the ticket barrier when challenged by armed plainclothes police, his cousin said yesterday.Speaking at a press conference after a meeting with the Metropolitan police, Vivien Figueiredo, 22, said that the first reports of how her 27-year-old cousin had louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1122348983008320202005-07-26T13:16:00.000+10:002005-07-26T13:36:23.016+10:00. there was an earthquake! it was cool!. we found the new harry potter book in kofu! my flatmate and i split it- i got to read it first, she gets to keep it. . i met crazy fun americans and we drove to the top of the mountain to an onsen, (a public bath in a hot mineral spring) and the moon was a lovely orange colour from the haze, and the view was great (officially, the 3rd best night-viewing louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1121743149430935372005-07-19T13:10:00.000+10:002005-07-19T13:19:09.436+10:00it's gaijin corner at kofu library- me, my flatmate, and, uh, two mormons internetting.i've set myself a deliberate challenge to make kofu interesting: sure, anyone can feel they live an exciting life in, say, tokyo- but in kofu, that's the challenge that makes it fun...so far it mostly involves wandering late night, watching everything, listening to the same mixtapes over and over, and to the louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1120799927740961482005-07-08T15:17:00.000+10:002005-07-08T15:18:47.740+10:00so just amuse yrself with the thought that from tomorrow, most likely, i start teaching children. i have to sing to them. lordy.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1120799753784145952005-07-08T15:13:00.000+10:002005-07-08T15:16:47.976+10:00it`s the strike-random-buttons style of blog editing. which means that i can read the comments now, though with less pink, but that everytime i tried to edit the links to the right i hit the wrong thing and it dissapeared. i don`t know how to make blogger be in english. oh well.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1119337119092218452005-06-21T16:38:00.000+10:002005-06-21T16:58:39.100+10:00i went to tokyo on thursday. i drank lots of coffee and stayed up all night. this was partly cos i'm dumb and didn't make plans, and partly cos i'm dumb and didn't call s's sister, who would've let me stay with her, but also partly cos i'm dumb and it seemed like it'd be fun to stay up all night in a strange city. and it was.a city without maps or text, glass towers with elevator lights louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1119332276963093952005-06-21T15:31:00.000+10:002005-06-21T15:37:56.970+10:00i have a library card, which seems like a sign that i,m making a home here. more importantly, it allows me to check out a laptop with wireless internet to use in the library! how fabulously convenient. the magic word is "interneto". just be careful not to type on 2 keys at once, else the keyboard switches to kana mode and you have to log out and log back in before you can type anything you louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1117961211998902032005-06-05T18:42:00.000+10:002005-06-05T18:48:01.770+10:00(details)i saw australia like a topographic map. the traffic lights play a song when you can cross the road. kofu is surrounded by mountains. i saw a tub of tortoises eating dead goldfish. i drink cold coffee. i walk all over town. sometimes i can buy things. i am registered as an alien. homesickness feels a lot like hunger.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1117010418986834602005-05-25T18:32:00.000+10:002005-05-25T18:40:18.993+10:00(inane details)i have a mental 'to list' that starts with 'make a list of things to do'. as far as i can tell, all i have to do is a little bit more shopping (a work shirt, pyjamas, a map, do i need travel insurance? i have medical insurance, but what if i something happens on the way?) and try to catch up with a few people i want to see before i leave. and cook food for the picnic on sunday.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1116220438462026512005-05-16T15:04:00.000+10:002005-05-16T15:14:49.950+10:00(In which she's so excited to learn that she's being sent to a city that rhymes with 'tofu' that she smashes the library sink):1. i finally found out my destination: Kofu, population 200, 000, 1hr 27 minutes on train from Tokyo, capital of Yamanashi province. it has hot springs and a pool heated by burning garbage. the province produces 70% of Japan's wine. there are famous scenic valleys. louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1114614331625725342005-04-28T00:41:00.000+10:002005-04-28T01:05:31.626+10:001. I've been having weird vivid dreams. Like, running into a girl I was close to in high school, who was accompanied by some middle aged white male diet guru, who tried to tell me that if I really liked my body I wouldn't be eating chocolate, and at whom I ranted, with some kind of pro-choice analogy, about how he had no right to tell me what to do with my body. And tearily convinced my (long louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1112881204605311942005-04-07T23:12:00.000+10:002005-04-07T23:40:04.606+10:00(if you say so)1. The Western Advocate has a frontpage story about a dog trained to give CPR.2. Central TV has ads for a range of portable frides called 'Waeco'. The survivalist market?3. Great news Sunil: Shameless has 3 more series after the first series we saw.4. I payed my library fines and have to read $20 of books from the marrickville library. So far I've read Luther Blissets' Q. Full oflouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1106465837133682362005-01-23T18:32:00.000+11:002005-02-10T11:40:15.013+11:00i now know how to say 'i am not american*' and 'i am not a lawyer' in japanese. badly.
i thought i might have lost it, cos straight after my first japanese lesson sunil & nelson & i went 'hey, we're unemployed: it's our place, no, our duty, to drink at the townie until 3am. at the table next to local rock stars, no less. and put khe sahn on the jukebox to explain to nelson just what song i'm louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1105497737601230622005-01-12T13:25:00.000+11:002005-01-12T13:54:58.880+11:00yesterday was all about issues of travel and mobility. event piled on event as if to show an imaginary audience the state of the world an my place in it.
1. up at stupid-o-clock to be at the downing centre for the first court appearance of some of those charged by the feds. (they still really need a catchy campaign title.) some media here & here, i think. it wasn't even a plea, just an louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1105067376136412122005-01-07T13:56:00.000+11:002005-01-07T14:10:01.933+11:00At midnight on New Year's Eve I was buying a bus ticket. It was perfect. A standard Sydney Buses ticket from Newtown to Central, from the trash-comfy Impy to the warehouse party. So when the year ticked over we were nowhere in particluar, and it was great.
We'd spent the quarter hour before waiting at the bus stop, drinking apalling wine and talking gleeful nothing much. If the year had changed louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1102981102356991172004-12-14T10:31:00.000+11:002004-12-14T10:43:54.403+11:00uh, i fucked up. or the rumour mill misled me. the story i'd heard about the labor party & rac was distorted. as far as i know this is what actually happened: someone at rac was alerted at last week's meeting of the proposed labor motion, & everyone was pissed. rac is actually big on support. as it should be.
as far as i know no one from labor is actually involved in rac.
my apologies. the labor louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1102652868539283852004-12-10T15:17:00.000+11:002004-12-10T15:27:48.540+11:00here's what's sent me over the edge into literal shaking rage:
"Dear All,
Below is the notice of motion for the Senate. It doesn't condemn RAC as such, only (!!!!) the refugee activists who may have helped people gain asylum in other countries!
[...]
The below is on the Senate notice paper for today
*44 Senator Ludwig: To move-That the Senate: (PDF)
(a) notes and affirms the recent action of louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1100067744284890632004-11-10T17:11:00.000+11:002004-11-10T17:24:21.673+11:00It's like I've fallen down a rabbit hole* into something like The Real World and it's all very strange. All of a sudden I have a degree and an almost full time office job in the city; on Friday I'll have a car to complete the package. I get up in the morning and catch the train from Sydnenham to Wynyard on the edges of peak hour. I buy the newspaper and read it on the train. On the way home louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1099119086808958322004-10-30T16:44:00.000+10:002004-10-30T16:51:26.810+10:00I worked out a plan that would have got me from family to sydney in time for the queeruption party tonight; my littlest brother had even agreed to drive me to town so I could get the XPT. But, after I'd got all excited, the XPT was booked out. So I'm stuck here, which I'm sure wouldn't have been so bad *if* I hadn't got excited about going to the party. I haven't been out for ages, dammit, andlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1098769846911027612004-10-26T15:33:00.000+10:002004-10-26T16:19:44.630+10:00no apologies for avoiding the interweb/computers in general/the student association that provides internet access for ages. not even to you, shannon.
here's a link to the new eminem video: animated blackbloc hint at riot then enrol to vote. including quite complex anti-bush newspaper-clipping montage, a range of reasons to rebel (ie it's not like that other nu metal film clip from a while backlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1094697322145313192004-09-09T13:25:00.000+10:002004-09-09T12:35:22.146+10:00Another of the people arrested at RTS had his trial yesterday, and his court case went a lot better. He was found not guilty on the resist arrest, and only got a fine, with no good behaviour bond, for the assualt police charge. I don't know the full story but I heard that the judge took into account the concept of self defense against police, and also the idea of 'community self defence'- that louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1094696719220065262004-09-09T13:19:00.000+10:002004-09-09T12:25:19.220+10:00Here's pictures of the super fake blood no arrests perforemance fun at KRB(Halliburton).
And here's a website of some cool Melbournites doing interesting makeing-the-links anti-war stuff.
Hopefully Mutiny's going to have a website soon so we can look as cool as that.
louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1092971009803130612004-08-20T12:43:00.000+10:002004-08-20T13:03:29.803+10:00the magistrate was, bluntly, a toad. believed the police, even when one of them was shown to be lying, & found s's story that he was heading towards a friend in a confused & hostile crowd - 'unbelievable'. & said clearly he *must* have been heading towards the person pinned to the ground by police, which meant, somehow, that he *must* have deliberately punched the officer (rather than running louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1092633237465087882004-08-16T15:09:00.000+10:002004-08-16T15:16:06.413+10:00i walked past the smash repair garage & they'd put all their potplants out on the footpath, for a shower & a drink in the rain.
unexpectly seeing yr friends on the news is great. the anti-marriage-ban-rally was on saturday's news, with prominent shots of pete & nathan looking sweet, & ali as a spunky bug.
the random, funny on a few levels, stencil 'merlin waz ere' on newtown gloria jeans has louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1092125317472948492004-08-10T18:06:00.000+10:002004-08-10T18:08:37.473+10:00& note the advertising links above, which are created by program that matches to the text i write. they may change, but now they're for "KGB Hangover Remedy", & "Depressed & Feeling Blue: strong, fast Drug Rehabilitation & Mood Recovery Pill."
oh dear.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1092125129070045852004-08-10T17:59:00.000+10:002004-08-10T18:05:29.070+10:00i'm really tired. but here's a link about librarians against the republican national congress. wandering the streets of new york in blue baseball caps, dispensing information... "we have access to hundreds of expensive subscription databases, and we know how to use them!"louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1091428722299135332004-08-02T16:26:00.000+10:002004-08-02T16:38:42.300+10:00i've sometimes theorised that shame is a chemical. among other things, it's an after-effect of alcohol, just one more physical component of a hangover, something that seeped in overnight. but that's not my point: my point is that for most of last week i was unable to metabolise shame. at any time. the thought that people were dissaproving of me for, to take one example, blocking their view oflouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1089682532674803792004-07-13T11:27:00.000+10:002004-07-13T11:43:29.093+10:00reasons to be happy:
hungover clarity
current freedom & long term plans
last night i dumpstered armfuls of flowers & liz & i gave them to strangers. shamefully hippy, but fun nonetheless. and the man in the convenience store on erskinville road gave us a strawberry freddo each, in exchange.
the paper says people on tpvs are now able to get- or, at least, apply for- permenant residency
i have a louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1087441166243928252004-06-17T12:48:00.000+10:002004-06-17T12:59:26.243+10:00now, from my limited big brother watching i always thought merlin was a tosser. (though i did meet someone last night who'd met him not-on-tv- it was some story involving getting stuck in a lift, and she said he was quite nice & all. but still.) and i also fully expected to be utterly cynical about any celebrity protest stunt. but shutting up, that was great. if only he'd just kept his louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1083808475385551182004-05-06T11:54:00.000+10:002004-05-06T11:57:47.403+10:00luke reckons our household reads too many papers. i think maybe he's right.
before i go cold turkey:
i wanted to write about this smh article from last friday: 'I'm off to jihad, son wrote', claiming to present evidence that Izhar ul-Haque, (the student detained for training with a banned organisation that wasn't banned at the time), was really committed to terrorism. the only evidence from louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1083548651250489682004-05-03T11:44:00.000+10:002004-05-05T17:00:18.140+10:00i'll tell you about rts, then go ask dave how his mayday was.
the 'cops suck' story can be summed up as follows:
after the music in the park had been closed down, the osg cops (its stands for overall-squad goons, or something) did a snatch-squad on a kid who was chanting 'cops watch the bill', then pinned him on the ground & abused him, like 'we've got you now you fucking faggot, you're going louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1083131453604543552004-04-28T15:50:00.000+10:002004-04-28T15:53:58.640+10:00does anyone understand the evolutionary function of wisdom teeth? cos they really seem to be something dreamed up by a vengeful god.
i'm on a constant intake of neurofen plus, salt water, cloves and, now, antibiotics. the medieval meets the pitiful help of modern medicine. i had to wait two hours at the dr for a 2 minute appoinment, during which she didn't even look at my mouth, just gave me louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1081993172830237402004-04-15T11:27:00.000+10:002004-04-15T11:56:46.170+10:00i really wish i could draw even really rudimentary cartoons. in order to make:
1. a superhero comic about our house versus the deadly foes. on one side, The Landlord: siphoning all our money and using it to build an evermore sophisticated secret lair. on the other side: The Hippies: attacking through the hole in the fence and using ultra-sophisticated brainwashing techniques disguised as louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1081748928199534392004-04-12T15:48:00.000+10:002004-04-12T22:08:27.500+10:00an extended family easter dinner on top of my persistant irritability had me mentally regressing to be about 17 or so. i tried not to say much all dinner cos i was grumpy and wanted to argue but really wasn't up to it.
a good thing: i didn't have a clean shirt to wear, so i borrowed a shirt of my little brother's i've been wanting to steal for ages. it's black and grey verticle stripes, i louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1080893893635967492004-04-02T18:10:00.000+10:002004-04-02T18:20:52.310+10:00things that are good:
* the repeatedly independently developed back-formation of 'occupate' as a verb. as in, 'we need to occupate more universities'
* i've had hey ya stuck in my head since last night, and it hasn't got annoying yet
* we got a housemate
* s & the great legal aid lawyer at newtown court convinced the judge that really he was good and law abiding and he got a section 10 (ie the louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1080865427602291342004-04-02T10:04:00.000+10:002004-04-02T10:30:04.686+10:00oh my. capsicum spray is not fun. but fighting with cops is fun, so go figure. and as far as i know everyone's ok now. this is what happened thursday:
i'd been not getting terribly excited about the whole education activism thing generally- partly cos, once again, i'm bored with my subjects and don't want to do assignments, so don't care too much about uni. butthe uts plans i'd heard of louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1079487748727767812004-03-17T12:42:00.000+11:002004-03-17T12:44:50.826+11:00i went to double bay yesterday with sunil, i've never been before. first we traipsed from edgecliff station across a park with lots of steps to see the tracy emin exhibition at some well-hidden gallery. the gallery had a nice old dog asleep in it, as well as scratchy words on paper and neon. then we went through edgecliff and double bay trying to find a pub. via a tour of really big houses, louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1079337891067184222004-03-15T19:04:00.000+11:002004-03-15T19:07:11.950+11:00oh, i am very angry at the moment, and it's mashing round as an undefined anger at the world. it seems impossible to imagine a politics to it. i mean, i can't think of how i could explain/direct/process it as of now. it's visceral. it seems uncontrollable, though really it is tightly, if precariously, controlled. i am sad.
for some reason, i am made worse by walking across uni in all these louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1077598517877096852004-02-24T15:43:00.000+11:002004-02-24T15:57:17.950+11:00i was sure this was a rumour, but it seems like it's true: 'god hates fags' aka the westborough baptist church are threatening to picket the sydney university production of the laramie project. from their news release: "WBC to picket the antichristic play, the Laramie Project, and fag-infested University of Sydney - Cellar Theatre, Holme Bldg., Scrience Rd., Sydney, Australia, 8pm. Feb. 28- inlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1075165160744536012004-01-27T11:47:00.000+11:002004-01-30T17:05:35.780+11:00the unauthorised arrival was good: low key, no arrests, it was fun to keep moving, say 'we're going now', then get the lift to the next floor. it was good to be in there, even though we'd agreed to leave before arrest. and to see it as an experiment/learning.
this after a weekend where i just felt so shit i didn't bother telling people about the action, cos i was so convinced everything was louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1074834433552635022004-01-23T16:06:00.000+11:002004-01-23T16:08:42.233+11:00new word eavesdropped: 'brainfarts'
as in 'the computer just keeps having brainfarts'.
maybe i missheard, but it's my word now.
ok, really have to go now.louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1074834217981074372004-01-23T15:56:00.000+11:002004-01-23T16:05:06.686+11:00sentence schmentence:
grocery shopping : chocolate pancakes : mmm, chocolate pancakes
walked home : postbox : library : sunscreen testing : uts
made an appointment to sell my body to science.
louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1074565089785420022004-01-20T13:09:00.000+11:002004-01-20T13:19:35.200+11:00in news that doesn't come from the paper:
last night s & i succesfully deepfried eggplant, in an attempt to create a replica (thought not a substitute) for the stir-fried eggplant in soy sauce, at burlington noodle house. it wasn't as good as that, but it was really good. here's the recipe, in case i forget:
cut an eggplant into chunks. put it on a plate, pour salt all over it and leave it forlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1074564529069638312004-01-20T12:53:00.000+11:002004-01-20T13:10:14.593+11:00news review:
three items from the herald yesterday.
1.review of the la haine/adf gig: (which we did get into, with no help from me. and it was great. )
"Perhaps the revolution is closer than you thought. You can feel it brewing: a deja vu of two centuries ago, as the gulf between obscene wealth and numbing poverty is excavated by government policies. Add racial and religious tensions, and louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1073535266638234592004-01-08T15:07:00.000+11:002004-01-08T15:15:40.373+11:00am trying to write press release. don't know how. brain fried by dealing with department of housing.
some other part broken by this, from a letter written by four of the men on hunger strike at nauru:
"We are human. We don't suicide. But due to our problem to be solved we selected gradual death."
see: http://sydney.indymedia.org/front.php3?article_id=37751&group=webcastlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1072398828862507312003-12-26T11:33:00.000+11:002003-12-26T11:34:49.390+11:00xmas family highlight: singing and dancing round the table with my little brothers, to some 3rd rate punk band covering '99 red balloons'.
the tree keeps falling over. i am learning to play songs on my brother's ukulele. (both 'learning' and 'songs' are slight exagerrations there.) my feet are covered in mozzie bites. there are clouds of flies, but not in the house.
oh, and there's on ad onlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1072180008372010972003-12-23T22:46:00.000+11:002003-12-23T23:23:33.170+11:00who would've thought it'd take me a huge long walk to find pink hairdye in newtown? but, my goodness, my hair is now pink
~
and, it seems a bit like this celebratory dramatic hair/fashion is maybe as close as i can get to communicating some things. a feeling of transformation/possibility/trajectory. um, joy. hey, it's clear from this that words aren't working, though i'm spinning and editing louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1069900528841434022003-11-27T13:30:00.000+11:002003-11-27T14:06:43.060+11:00from the front page of the smh yesterday: plans to amend those new asio power laws.
including: being able to hold someone for an extra 24 hours (so, 48 hours straight off), if they are 'non english speaking'. to allow for translation difficulties.
an attempt to jail anyone who spoke about the detention of a terrorist suspect. (so, family, media, legal, anyone). but that was rejected by liberal louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1069804342824200562003-11-26T10:43:00.000+11:002003-11-26T14:44:27.093+11:00'ummm, i kinda gossiped'
'what do you mean, "kinda"?'
'i mean "kinda" like a word you put in front of something to make it seem less so...'
see, i can be discreet.
...
lordy.
i'm about to go to woollongong, for the belladonna diy fest. which should be fun. and i'm printing up zines to take- so leave a comment if you want a copy of please to be restful... #2, or postconsumer waste #3, and i'll louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1069129884264561682003-11-18T14:57:00.000+11:002003-11-18T15:31:47.296+11:00* yesterday i bought sarah sculman's first novel, 'the sophie horowitz story' for $15.40, almost the last of my money. then this morning i saw it in a different 2nd hand bookshop for $10. i'd never seen it for sale before, though a said there are re-issues of all of her novels at 'the bookshop' on oxford st. but i don't really care that i paid too much, cos buying it made me happy, and it was louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1068436841763260932003-11-10T14:57:00.000+11:002003-11-10T15:00:39.730+11:00i am very good at procrastinating. look, i'm doing it right now. you'd think that after 4 years i'd like, learn to write an essay. maybe even on time. but no, it's always a ridiculously complicated process that involved lots of complaining and mess all over the house, and lots of not going out. and worrying. and resenting not going out. and feeling like a have to reference every damn louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1067916284672922702003-11-04T14:14:00.000+11:002003-11-04T14:24:43.190+11:00i now have a doctors certificate that says 'mr louise... is suffering from Laceration to head'. it's funny, cos i'm on the medical centre computers as 'mr louise', and it's funny cos the 'laceration to head story' is both dumb and dramatic: i just stood up in the nags head after a couple of beers and bumped my head on the overhead tv, and all of a sudden blood was running down my face and my louhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1066982288598546362003-10-24T17:49:00.000+10:002003-10-24T17:58:07.876+10:00there doesn't seem to be a patron saint of fridges. but :there are lots of interesting ones
against bad weather: Eurosia, Medard
against battle: Florian
against bruises and bruising: Amalburga
against caterpillars: Magnus of Fussen
against chilblains: Basilissa, Genesius of Arles
against cold or cold weather: Maurus, Sebaldus
against cramps: Cadoc of Llancarvan, Maurice, Pancras
againstlouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818191.post-1066959405417539322003-10-24T11:14:00.000+10:002003-10-24T11:36:45.200+10:00after the anti-bush canberra thing, it seems that i'm Angry Girl: we were just sitting on the grass at the end when some people i'd never met before rode past and said: 'are you okay? you were really angry before...'. i spent a lot of time yelling at idiots with megaphones who were telling people that 'the rally is going to the lodge', or 'the rally is going back to parliament house' when largelouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05129969290064759281noreply@blogger.com0