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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Friday, June 30, 2006 drooling over my favoritist cars: The Shelby ‘Eleanor’ in front of the Las Colinas mustangs. What a trip! I spent kindergarten in that city! Too pissed to be talking about this… I’m shedding as much as my burmese cats these days. Buggery be. Extras to add to the list of things that I shouldn’t have to think about: GAH. Landlords being stupid, I say this by way of meaning they’re not doing what I want them to and are certainly not being logical. I can’t really work this out from here through my room mate so I’ll have to bloodywell do it myself when I return. Such is picking up your life again I suppose. Why should I be surprised that yet again I’m having problems with my living situation there? In the 5 or so places I’ve lived in Santa Fe, I’ve only ever had one decent landlord. And I lived with her in the house! Is it because people in Santa Fe can be: Thursday, June 29, 2006 Freedom of Speech At Work. “Americans are so charming but they never tell you what they really believe.” – My Aunt Carmel Links that don’t fit anywhere: Cards to show her you really understand and care you Faggot Girl. Why don’t you go visit the Exotic World Museum? Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Fine, so for some it’s a de-evolution, but I still wanna run around on all fours. “A total psycho, but he's a mate, so what can you do?” -Renton, Trainspotting Answer: Glass ‘em a course. Dad on modern vs. ancient culture: “You know the original Goths would have kicked the modern Goths asses.” Tuesday, June 27, 2006 Poor Kate is all hopped up on goof balls cuz her face is missing 4 teeth of wisdom. No you may not have my jaw. It’s an heirloom passed down from my father’s father’s father’s baby’s daddy. Monday, June 26, 2006 Please laugh, if you don't no one will. The undertaker wants to meet with us. He’s already got all the info on what’s to be done. He’s probably just going to let us know we need to pick out a dress etc., sign here, these are your options for flying on the plane with the casket, and have you considered an open casket viewing with lots of expensive extras? Fighting odds The shortest female fighters in my weight range are all above 5’6”. With the exception of Mayra Conde, who’s the closest to my height at 5’4”. However, she’s a 165lb body builder. I don’t think so. Anyway- if you just go by weight range my opponent will always have a reach advantage over me. Health things I should figure out. How best to get rid of my dark circles and how best to not get sore from my workouts. Sleep cycles people? When I wax Anthropological nothing happens. Why aren’t there bacchanals these days? You know, wild orgies of abandonment and frenzy, or even lamentations with self abuse to the gods. There’s hardly even a carnival here and there. of At least ones of huge stature have gone with New Orleans; the Venetian and Brazilian Carnivals just aren’t on the same tier. What has replaced the need for these wild celebrations in modern culture? What made people need them in the first place? Maybe I just don’t live in L.A.
Do we fictionalize our lives, not embrace the true gravity of things most of the time, so that we can make fictions more real life to ourselves? caging a wild thing Oh yes my precious. It’s 3:52 and I can’t sleep again. Sunday, June 25, 2006
Dear Ari, Saturday, June 24, 2006 All you can do is smile. I thought about 'grillz' again tonight because I really do not understand the appeal of not only having your mouth spell out something in gold but carrying around what must be a bloody thunker of stones attached to your TEETH. That and I can’t believe that modern music has come to songs purely about how utterly neat it is to shove shinny jewelry up in your mouth. In fact the first time I heard the grillz song I thought it was a damn joke. To me it’s like a comedy group’s parody; say the ‘John’ song by the mock NSYNK group on MAD TV. Get right out of town! This is too silly to be real! This is why I listen to the radio ever once in a while- just to check and make sure that human culture at large is still absurd and stupid. Failed pick up line # 29 “I ain’t Fred Flintstone but I can make your bedrock.” Down the tresses of her hair. After reading up on Locks of Love and Wigs for Kids I feel uncertain about donating to them now. My father and i don’t exactly ‘communicate’. Dad: “They (cats) are cleaner.”
A horrendously wonderful horror comedy: TerrorVision. This post curtesy of my whacked sleep schedule. K-Okey songs I intend to rock out to:
mmmm. I am addicted to these turkey sausages. I've discovered I love taking the cream off of the top of the organic yogurt and applying it to a berry mix. Friday, June 23, 2006 Stop singing ‘Sail Away’ damn it. T.I.A.I.L.W.: Ellen MacArthur
Hey Gideon- How do you say, "Opse, i did not mean to stab your chest with a sword beloved husband! I was merely enacting that little game we like to play!" in Chinese?
I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of the sight of NYC from out the airoplane window as it takes off for Buffalo from JFK. It circles all the way around the east side of Manhattan over Brooklyn and Queens, then a sharp bank over the Bronx, then once past, evening out on to a straight shot. The Mighty 'Mus, Kirstin, with the last word on blogs: “Okay, blogs are stupid. Nobody has that interesting of a life for people to actually want to read these little ditties of crap. And if you want to pay attention to my day to day comings and goings, you need help and I need a restraining order.” For future reference Cock block = Cunt trump
I’m missing the best event off of the plaza all year- out little (sometimes so small it’s a joke) pride parade. When ‘I love you’ isn’t enough. I realized what it was I wanted to tell her- that she is a wonderful loving mum. Seems obvious right? Maybe to you. Things I do not need or want to hear: 1. ‘I’m sorry’ Not as much as I am, ok? This rings regret in my ears and that is the last thing I want to hear right now. It is the bitterest course on any plate. Sad sad technology. Does the act of recycling waste more non-renewable resources in the energy it takes to do than simply landfilling the waste? Bad news spreads faster than the speed of life. Strange to think the most well attended party that you ever throw may be your funeral. IUD earrings. An anti-cause looking for a slogan. Send contraceptives to the 3rd world, not greater amounts of food for greater amounts of starving people every year. I’m not looking for perfect- I’m waiting for right. Love, mutual respect, shared interests, great sex, living compatibility- do not a LTR make. At least for me. So what is it then? That odd state called 'being in love'? A rain check on the windy city. Right, trip to Chicago cancelled for now. Too risky to go at this time. Wednesday, June 21, 2006 Something in very wrong- Emo music is starting to sound good. These one liners and song lyrics that would mean nothing and make no sense to anyone else keep circling through my head. They tell an entire story and emotional space to me but I can’t find any other lines to expound on them. Just the same lines running through my head. Monday, June 19, 2006 "I want to have good news to report every time I come up for air." How many times to do my relative have to wake me up in such a manner as to provoke a violent reaction from me before they figure out how NOT to wake me up? Well they woke me up to tell me that mum’s headed to the hospital again. She says she’s short of breath and can’t get comfortable here at home. After hearing what the doctors had to say, she’s not going to be coming home. Things to do in Chicago next weekend besides not catch the wedding bouquet: Dine here Sunday, June 18, 2006 6 hours later The recent drawing i'm willing to show you. Since i didn't have a stencil for the lettering and because of a few other things i'm out of practice on it could use some photoshop touch up. I'm now trying to decide if i want to do a version in photoshop that has a heart shape instead of an actual heart. Hum. Suggestions? Rigid erotics. Ahem. A little nothing If the elevator should stop, here are the different ways of looking at deer. Maybe I’ll just go join the football team. But even then, my connection would still be so worthless that I couldn’t watch Vin Diesel break dance.
In a pain delirium yesterday she actually said ‘I don’t want to go on. Why are you making me go on?’ Saturday, June 17, 2006
How very odd. My long locks have become a comfort recently.
What a freaky night. There is nothing quite as disturbing as listening to your mother moan unintelligibly from a constantly wide open mouth as she makes small kind of wobbly movements while being totally unconscious. All night. What a night. Friday, June 16, 2006 A Baudy old song for the Black Alley Cats Nan Bakstone- 'A Lady's A Lady No Matter What Cooks'
Finally drew tonight. The challenge to make subversive visual art triumphs in my spirit! Now to keep momentum and make sure I start doing the actual comic pages.
Lookit here. I want this kind of bike: Over 700ccs, seat height <27”, Chain Drive, Street Rod style with the pullback handlebar, bobbed rear fender, double slash cut exhaust (preferably on both sides of the bike). Go on and save the world. Finished reading Ishmael. I am slightly disappointed. Though it outlines a different history of the world based on stories and ruling perceptions, and a few nice insights here and there, that’s about all it does. When talking about the sort of social revolution the character Ishmael states much happen in order to save the world he references the rise of communism. The different attempts at communism would not have happened if someone had not written a book about how things can be done, not about what should be done or what is/was. Karl Marx also stated that unless ever country adopted communism, communism would always fail. Replace ‘communism’ with ‘leavers’ and ‘capitalism’ with ‘takers’ and you have the same story only told from Ishmael’s POV.
I’m looking forward to viewing My Super Ex Girlfriend. I think the Luna Brothers did a better take on super womens every day lives in Ultra. They didn’t exploiting the obvious powers corrupt angel and instead looking at the human one. Wednesday, June 14, 2006
What do you lot make of this? New Knife Discoveries California Cobra, another take on recurved combat knives. I'm a little doubtful as to its actual usefulness.
T.I.A.I.L.W.: The other Domino of a hundred aka's. Doesn't she remind you a bit of Lady Door as far as looks go?
Hey hey party people. For the first time in my life I am switching to a night schedule. Mum need attention around the clock and I’m the only one in the house who’s fit to do it so there we go. 10-6am in general. Goodbye daylight. Maybe I’ll stay up long enough to see the sunrise each morning before I nod off. i like fuzzy bunnies and makeup and...oh wait... In between working out and finally making myself draw something I set up an e-harmony account. Yes, I know, the sight is for heterosexuals you silly girl. Let me assure you, it’s absolutely an experiment. Like the time in highschool when I was still figuring things like ‘dating’ out and put out a personals add looking for a boy. Not that I got any closer to figuering out about dating but the excercise did help with the sexuality issue. Tuesday, June 13, 2006 Pardon Mademoiselle, did you order another side of merde? Guarrrgg. Shaking the peach tree to a crappy back beat. Bad amusement this morning.
The trip to Boston rocked my socks. Oh favorite of my east coast cities! Dancing walking talking and fooding. All the things that make good leisurizing and indulging. What a perfect weekend away from everyday life. Oh god it’s all so true. We’ve had Mr. Winkle and now I have been told of Sam, The World’s Ugliest Dog. If looking at the two in succession doesn’t leave you nauseous I’m impressed.
Horrible stupid gossip stories and hearsay. OMG. Sweatdrop! Heartthrob! BBC took on Fingersmith! Yayyy! Now that they’ve done two Sarah Water’s books let’s see them do Jeanette Winterson! Then you can all watch me have a very joyous heart attack. Friday, June 9, 2006 A bloggy shame I was led to looking at older posts on this blog the other night while doing some maintenance. Now that this blog is 4+ years, has quite a bit of size to it, and is fully searchable through engines, I’ve noticed that many comments have been made by people long after I made the initial posting. All sorts of things and people have popped up in the history of these pages that i had no idea about. Danchan.com has no way of notifying me when a new comment is made to my blog so if it’s from a previous month/page I most likely won’t see it. I don't know what it is with the drag names but they just keep coming to me... Suren Dear Wednesday, June 7, 2006 the leopard has it's tree limb but where do i get to bed? I really need to find bedding that is soft/malleable and will let me sleep on several layers/at angles. Any suggestions beside old couches and bean bags?
Did you ever met a person who has foul body language? I don’t mean obviously meant to attract- I mean FOUL. Just down right inappropriate and well- skanky.
Do you ever keep secrets for yourself? The sort where you have something happen or go somewhere or see something alone or with no one you know and you simply do not relate it to a soul? You are out or elsewhere when it happens, you don’t bring it home in any other way, no one else need know what it consisted of- stopping at a bar for a drink, taking the long way home,- benign as it actually is. I find I need these secrets. At vary least as variances in my routine. Monday, June 5, 2006 I wonder if Tank Girl's mum ever made her one of these: The surprising confessional list... ...of things I have not (yet?) read (past a first chapter) dispite the attempts of exs and therapists: Sunday, June 4, 2006 I've got plans. Ha! I plan to be in Boston from the 9th till the 12th of June. I would love to see anyone in the area at that time. It is much easier to see people in the area you are in at the current time you are in it than trying to see someone way across the other side of the content in that same time. ya dig?
Uh-oh. I feel like doing Very Bad Things. Better go work out.
Yet Another Drag Name: Why i'll murderize me. I am a lonely jiu jitsu girl. There’s really no point in trying to act out the moves by yourself even if they’re probably really entertaining to watch as a spectator. I’m left with playing the moves through my head over and over again, shifting my body a bit as i get the motions worked through my brain.
I watched the Aussie movie City Loop and might I say, this has got so much of what’s been missing from every single mainstream movie I’ve seen over the past two years. I’ve been watching old Felix Cartoons. Here’s a device they inspired that I can play with: Reading speeds. The first half always goes quickly, the third quarter slows, and in the last quarter each page takes me longer and longer to read.
Tsai Chih Chung who has re-done many a classic Eastern text into graphic novel form making them just that much easier to grasp. The problem is most of his works translated into english are horrendously expensive over here. Thursday, June 1, 2006 Well DC, you've sold me at least one more comic. I think DC might be on to something with their new 52 series- getting rid of all the superheroes and how the people with 'talents' rather than 'powers' deal in a world without the likes of Superman and Wonder Woman.
My main physical occupation for the past three days has been sweating and/or remaining slightly sticky all day long. Someone decided to release the mugginess and bugs upon Western NY this week. Words about my home ‘That’s what we do in Santa Fe’
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