(Tilly went walkabouts today. Silly dog.)

Hello all. Captain Responsible here. I found this old visual arts diary today. What should I do with it? I remember Say had that cool book where she wrote everyone’s phone numbers, emails, postal addys, etc. in it so I was thinking of taxing that. But also getting everyone to write messages in it and maybe I’ll stick in some photos. It’ll be my travelling book. I’ll get everyone I meet in Canadia to add themselves to it also. Suggestions? Trudz, we can do it together if you like.

Last Friday night was fun. Trudy, Casey, Michelle, Matty, Alinta, Daniel, Bodie, Matt.W, Lucan and I went to see this crazy Russian movie with subtitles called Night Watch. Trudz loved it, Casey and Lucan hated it.. I was somewhere in between. It’s a trilogy so I’ll probably see the other two. The bugs were omnipresent, and the subtitles were effectively engaging. That’s analytic, isn’t it. Did I mention we drank vodka through the movie, to get into the Russian spirit? These pictures ensue.

And also…

In response to an overwhelming back lash against the “I hate you all post”, I should point out that I love my life and the people in it. I just like wallowing in my own self-pitty from time to time. So bite it.

Hello lovelies. Well it’s been some time since I last blogged - I can tell because Say keeps commenting on my vommit post. So it means I must make a new post. Hi Say, by the way! You’re my new most avid reader. I hope your man is better - I’m sure you love playing nurse though.

Well, things are good. Dee’s party on Saturday was fun. Good to catch up with all the old St. Micks people. Too bad James scared Brendan off so early. I would’ve liked to have met his girlfriend. Perhaps I will organise a vodka movie for this Friday. Haven’t done that in ever. So yeah.. what else. Worked. I’m now 3/4 of the way through my assessment load! Yay! Just a few gigantic essays to go and I’m free until next semester in Canada! I’ve been making enquiries into places to live over there, and I think I’ve found something. No thanks to Casey. Here I am thinking he will help me out with it given his experience with renting place and my zero experience and my Uni workload.. but no. Once again, Brady has to organise everything. One day, I swear, I’m just going to become totally unresponsible and unorganised and everyone else will have to pick up the pieces. FYI, I’m planning to have a mental breakdown sometime after my 21st and sometime before Year Three Semester Two.. so pen it into your diaries.

Hmm.. that’s an overly negative point to end on. So I probably shouldn’t finish with my dog getting all her teeth out either. Oh fuck it. Life sucks sometimes, why bother cover it up. You all know what I’m talking about. I hate you all.

When I run, I run to run. Not to exercise my cardio-vascular system, or to wage war against the calories, or to construct myself as healthy.. I run to feel my legs burn and blood rush from my head. I run to feel sick. I run to sweat. Because when I hurt from running, I forget my mind and it is freedom, because my most important cognitive process is to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Freedom from mind.

i think i have some vomit on my brow. that is all. =)

i tend to type all in lower case when i’m hungover.. anyshoe..

i will never drink again. holy mother of bourbon. =9 it’s not like i had that much to drink.. damn faulty alcohol. at least i came home with a billiards ball (sorry mps) and some fake flowers from an unknown locality. and i apologise to the friends i bailed on.. faulty alcohol, i claim! funny i use that excuse when i don’t get drunk and when i get unusually drunk. i will stop now.

going to movies and dinner with trudz, loz and maybe alinta tonight! to see serenity! yay joss! got some bad news yesterday about pat from peter too.. =( made me sad. but she will pull through, she’s the strongest post-hippy i know. further, i did my online fame and celebrity exam yesterday. 23/30. not fantastic, but handily scraping into the distinction range. which if i can pull off the final report should put me handily on course for goodness of academic proportions.

hi to everyone i don’t see that much! zoe, see you saturday night at dee’s. haven’t seen you in ever it shall be grand. sarah i hope you’re enjoying the fran. miss you heaps. adam, i know you never read this but hi eddie.

oh, i’ve just spotted some of those wee bread sticks you eat at restaurants on casey’s bench.. i shall be eating those now. fare thee well! think happy thoughts and positive energy for pat.