Saturday, August 14, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
AM/PM/WTFM
WHAT A GHASTLY WEEKEND.
I got exceptionally drunk on friday night, it was a great night - played some pool with Lachlan, caught up with my old pal Maxwell totally on spec and talked about how good a certain French band are. And then it turned into a horrendous night and i ended up surging spew all over Laurence's (thankfully tiled) loungeroom. I woke up with much more money than i thought i had.. Went home, spewed and fell asleep at about 2. Bryna rang me about 5.30 and i couldn't figure out why she was calling me at 5.30 in the morning - until i also figured that my family don't cook dinner at 5.30 in the morning. it was 5.30 PM ... I've been in a wretched, looming haze of confusion ever since.
The minute i woke up today: I know how I could attach the fog lights to the front of my car! - why the hell am I thinking about this the minute i wake up it's not even that fucking important it doesn't get foggy that often - at least it hasn't lately - what's the time - actually that won't even work at all the bolts are too long - fuck what's the time...... - I need some croissants and plum jam and an unhealthy quantity of Mildura Grape juice.
This blog so far is pretty stream-of-conscience - at least i'm trying to keep it that way. Maybe it's just the human condition to go over and over things and edit and edit - it's probably learnt though. If stream of conscience is what it's deemed to be, then what is our conscience? Our conscience is our state of consciousness and if we're so 'conscious' then that must be why we keep editing things that we deem unnecessary, inappropriate or just kinda shithouse. This - right here - is my stream of conscience. It's the present. It was my present - it's now your present. As a wise man once said, however, Time is just a means for humans to monitor their ongoing decay.
Anyway, my job as a Postman leaves me WAY too much time to ponder on the soul hahaha.
POSTIE LIFE.
Also, Read This review:
http://www.teethofthedivine.com/site/reviews/monarch-dead-men-tell-no-tales-2xcd/
I got exceptionally drunk on friday night, it was a great night - played some pool with Lachlan, caught up with my old pal Maxwell totally on spec and talked about how good a certain French band are. And then it turned into a horrendous night and i ended up surging spew all over Laurence's (thankfully tiled) loungeroom. I woke up with much more money than i thought i had.. Went home, spewed and fell asleep at about 2. Bryna rang me about 5.30 and i couldn't figure out why she was calling me at 5.30 in the morning - until i also figured that my family don't cook dinner at 5.30 in the morning. it was 5.30 PM ... I've been in a wretched, looming haze of confusion ever since.
The minute i woke up today: I know how I could attach the fog lights to the front of my car! - why the hell am I thinking about this the minute i wake up it's not even that fucking important it doesn't get foggy that often - at least it hasn't lately - what's the time - actually that won't even work at all the bolts are too long - fuck what's the time...... - I need some croissants and plum jam and an unhealthy quantity of Mildura Grape juice.
This blog so far is pretty stream-of-conscience - at least i'm trying to keep it that way. Maybe it's just the human condition to go over and over things and edit and edit - it's probably learnt though. If stream of conscience is what it's deemed to be, then what is our conscience? Our conscience is our state of consciousness and if we're so 'conscious' then that must be why we keep editing things that we deem unnecessary, inappropriate or just kinda shithouse. This - right here - is my stream of conscience. It's the present. It was my present - it's now your present. As a wise man once said, however, Time is just a means for humans to monitor their ongoing decay.
Anyway, my job as a Postman leaves me WAY too much time to ponder on the soul hahaha.
POSTIE LIFE.
Also, Read This review:
http://www.teethofthedivine.com/site/reviews/monarch-dead-men-tell-no-tales-2xcd/
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