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| 07:53pm 08/12/2007 |
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now i'm one of those average people with no disabled parking permit..
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| 08:20pm 21/11/2007 |
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HAHA
i'm FAMOUS!!!
google 'mon cochrane' (click the pages from australia thingy, the rest of the world will come soon)
FIRST LINK!!!
I'M A FLIPPIN ROCKSTAR!!!!
btw.... that's my set and lighting design.
oh yeah. |
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| tashie mitten hands... |
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| 09:44pm 19/11/2007 |
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mood:  bouncy
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"tashie mitten hands...
she's only got four digits.
tashie mitten hands...
gets herself into trouble sometimes...
coz she's got mitten hands.
ARE THEY MITTENS?!?!!
no... they're hands..."
the first tashie mitten hands comic has just been written and very shoddily drawn..
excitment plus people. look out for it on a toilet door near YOU!
--THIS is what happens when i don't have anything but work 2 days in a row..
i'm REALLY bored. |
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| coz she's my summer girl..... |
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| 03:12pm 18/11/2007 |
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i want you over
on afternoons like this
i want to sit in my boxers
& make you listen to the song i just learnt
with a beer in my hand
& you in my lap
with nowhere to go
lazy sunday
afternoons
would never have been so good
you'll wear summer dresses
when you're not in my boxers
then we could just hang...
with a beer in my hand
and you in my lap
you'll smile and nod
& say i've learnt a lot
since last
lazy
sunday
afternoon.
the end.
p.s you will also have red hair. |
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| 11:18am 06/10/2007 |
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Foo Fighters - Stranger things have happened
Goddamn this dusty room
This hazy afternoon
I'm breathing in this silence
Like never before
This feeling that I get
This one last cigarette
As I lay awake
And wait for you to come through the door
Oh maybe maybe maybe
I can share it with you
I behave I behave I behave
So I can share it with you
You are not alone
Dear loneliness
You forgot
But I remember this
Oh stranger stranger
Stranger things have happened, I know
I am not alone
Dear lonely miss
I forgot
That I remember this
Oh stranger stranger
Stranger things have happened, I know
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
We'll dream about somewhere
Our smoke will fill the air
As I lay awake and wait
For you to walk out that door
I can change I can change I can change
But who do you want me to be
I'm the same I'm the same I'm the same
What do you want me to be
You are not alone
Dear loneliness
You forgot
But I remember this
Oh stranger stranger
Stranger things have happened, I know
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I am not alone
Dear loneliness
I forgot
That I remember this
You are not alone
Dear loneliness
You forgot
But I remember this
Oh stranger stranger
Stranger things have happened, I know
I am not alone
Dear lonely miss
I forgot
That I remember this
Oh stranger stranger
Stranger things have happened, I know
Oh, oh
Oh, oh.
<<<< This has pretty much been on repeat in the car since i got the cd.
The only time it's not playing is when this is on..
Tegan and Sara - I know, i know, i know
From hundreds of miles you cry like a baby
You plead with me, shout, scream
Tell me I'm staying
I know, I know, I know
I'm still your love
Back from the last place that I wanted to fake
You laugh with me, shout, scream
Now tell me you're staying
I know, I know, I know
You're still my love
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
Box after box and you're still by my side
The weather is changing
And breaking my stride
I know, I know, I know
It's just this day
House after house, just like car after car
You see club after club
And it all seems so far
I know, I know, I know
What else are we here for?
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
Stick your hands inside of my pockets
Keep them warm while I'm still here
Tell them this love hasn't changed me
Hasn't changed me at all
Last night I was writing about you
I know my screaming and shouting won't keep you
I know, I know, I know
You're still my love
I wake up to the sound of you working
You're one room right over
Stressing and loving me
I know, I know, I know
Be still my love
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
Stick your hands inside of my pockets
Keep them warm while I'm still here
Tell them this love hasn't changed me
Hasn't changed me at all
Stick your heart inside of my chest
Keep it warm here while we rest
Tell them this love hasn't changed me
Hasn't changed me at all
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
The same as I love you
You'll always love me too
This love isn't good unless
It's me and you
>>>> Personally, i think obsession is a good look on me. |
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| foo fighters |
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| 02:07am 03/10/2007 |
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got the new foo fighters cd and i'm totally diggin it...
i'm picking up what they're laying down.
feeling impatient... |
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| missy higgins - the special two |
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| 10:03pm 30/09/2007 |
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I have hardly been outside my room in days,
Cos I don't feel that I deserve the sunshine's rays.
The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away,
And it was then I realised the conscience never fades.
When you're young you have this image of your life,
That you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.
And you make boundaries you never dream to cross,
And if you happen to, you'll wake completely lost.
But I will fight for you,
Be sure that I will fight
Until we're the special two once again...
And we will only need each other
We'll bleed together
Our hands will not be taught to hold another's
When we're the special two
And we could only see each other
We'll breathe together
These arms will not be taught to need another's
When we're the special two
I remember someone old once said to me,
That lies will lock you up, with truth the only key.
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
And couldn't see this place could soon become my hell.
So is it better to tell and hurt, or lie to save their face?
Well I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place.
I know I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now,
But if by chance you change your mind,
You know I will not let you down,
When we were the special two and will be again...
And we will only need each other
We'll breathe together
Our hands will not be taught to hold another's
When we're the special two
And we can only see each other
We'll bleed together
These arms will not be taught to need another's
and we're the special two
I'll step ouside my minds eyes, for a minute,
And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease
Or something that could ease the pain.
But nothing cures the hurt that you, bring on by yourself
Just remembering, just remembering how we were
And we would only need each other
We'd breathe together
Our hands would not be taught to hold another's
we were the special two
And we could only see each other
We'd bleed together
These arms will not be taught to need another
'cause we're the special two
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| 09:09pm 26/09/2007 |
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mood:  calm
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things have been ok lately... as ok as they can be i suppose... and better in some areas... i hope.
feeling like maybe now is the time to get back in touch with old friends, have you noticed?
now is the time to be selfish, do everything i want to do, if not now, then when...? so why do i want nothing more than to keep giving..???
guess i've been lonely, and in a lot of ways needy... it ebbs and flows between wanting all of something that i'm not sure i ever had.. knowing that i can't have it and wanting everything to be new, every part of my day to be..... something else??
3 years is a long time, it didn't feel that long while it was passing. Feels like i just came out of a fling, yet there's a dog, a shared house and all this stuff and years to prove it was a long time. it. was. not. a. fling....
haven't really been single since i was 16, now i'm 20. it used to be so easy to slide in and out of friendships, relationships, day to day, now it's like it's crawling along at a snails pace (life that is) and it's only been about 5 weeks. 5 weeks? that long?? that short? time's a bit fucked.
working helps, not only the time away and feeling useful, but the money helps me remember that i can be my own person now. i can.. i can... i.. yeah whatever.
In short: tash and i broke up, but i'm feeling ok.. just trying to untangle my life from hers, but it's difficult cos of the surgery and me looking after her. also because of the circumstances.
I've been working a bit, which is great, money and good feelings etc.
TO DO LIST:
buy a bed
vacuum
work
find consistent work
get some old friends, MY friends back in my life... i'm sick of sharing.
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| 10:38pm 09/07/2007 |
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this is just too frustrating,
i feel as though i'm not going anywhere, not doing anything of much importance and like the world is slipping away....
and the best part, is that i still have at least 6 months of it..
take some time of she says, relax a bit she says...
SHEESH! |
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| 06:31am 15/05/2007 |
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going to adelaide (or there abouts) on sunday (or saturday, not sure)...
WHOOOT!!!... place i ain't never been before! |
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| 09:18pm 06/05/2007 |
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Going to and from the B-go coz mum's just had her hip done and i'm looking up there...
was a complication with the anestetic and i pretty much freaked out... the epidural-like thing they were putting into her leg sorta travelled upwards and into her central nervous system... the end result being a mummy who couldn't move/breath so she had to be rushed over to crit care for a day and a bit... was really scary, seeing mum on the respirator and jsut not there...
she's fine now though :)
so yeah... back up to bendigo tomorrow (monday) so that should be super fun aye.
meh. |
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| 12:11am 02/05/2007 |
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SO.
going to bend-your-goat to look after mum...
god.... being content with life gets boring...
sit ubu, sit. |
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| 06:15pm 15/03/2007 |
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got my p's and my car... WOOHOO!!!
things are good good good. |
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| 04:56pm 25/02/2007 |
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got a car, 89 toyota corolla... it's pretty ace.
Dad gave it to me for my birthday/christmas (for the rest of my life, i think...)
so stoked. you got no idea.
so so stoked..
i only get it when i get my licence though... dammit.....
STOKED!!!! |
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| 06:07pm 23/02/2007 |
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this was on my nanna's toilet wall while i was growing up, but i never quite got it...
i think i do now.
'if' by rudyard kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)
things in life are good... you bet. |
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| 04:36pm 15/01/2007 |
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had a slight misshap last night...
this misshap included tash hurting her ankle, a chair, a cup of salt water and electrical equipment (computer)
only thing lost = a power board.
thank gosh, the puddle of water was EVERYWHERE.
new rules: water not to be on th esilding in part of the desk
TASH TO USE HER DAMNED CRUTCHES. |
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| 10:06am 14/01/2007 |
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SHE WALKED!!!
for real this time... |
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| 01:33am 10/01/2007 |
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things are well...
tashie and i had a great christmas, just us on our own at home... mostly ignoring the fact that it was christmas.
was absoloutely showered with gifts from clothes to cds and dvds to knifes and toasted sanga makers and money... spesh.
it feels strange that i can't remember quite how i got here, yet now. sitting at the puter at 1.30 with nobody else awake, i feel as though i'm 15 again...
tash keeps teasing me that i'll be 20 soon and it doesn't seem like i've done enough stupid things to be that close to being a real adult...
i passed tafe... WHOO!
am working for australia day (24th, 25th and 26th) so that's exciting...
tashie's foot was making great progress but now things are slowing up... maybe it just feels that way... it's been about 6/7 weeks since the surgery and i think she's suffering (mostly from me but i guess the foot could have something to do with it).
things are really good.... |
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| 01:33am 10/01/2007 |
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so i guess they all know you better now
and i guess i used too
but it's a little odd
that i feel as if i know you now
when i can't say i've come far
till i look back
and i know you better now
not conscienciously but well
and i don't know how i lost them
back there
some of me there
so...
do they know you better now? |
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| 08:59pm 03/12/2006 |
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She says, "Wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep still and breathe in her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard
She says, "If i leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard
Iron and Wine - Naked As We Came
it's disgusting how much i love you. icky. |
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