tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53457253837162093262024-03-06T10:24:21.349+08:00katrina's housestuff i think aboutUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger81125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-64584759865375608572010-04-18T22:02:00.001+08:002010-04-18T22:03:16.360+08:00Pitiful Discourse?more to follow ...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-19895522009193898812010-04-11T22:34:00.002+08:002010-04-11T22:42:35.191+08:00Time to stop procrastinating?Something I've been wanting to do for a while, is keep tabs on the various things I watch, read, see, listen, think etc. I started writing down all the shows & films I went to last year, in a gorgeous wee blue journal, but for some reason I stopped updating it and all the entries were filed around all sorts of other nonsense too. So perhaps it's time to utilise these pages to remember my Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-18497172659879579222010-03-11T10:33:00.003+08:002010-03-11T10:43:35.364+08:00another letter to a friend ...I'm sure Sean won't mind me paraphrasing him here, as it was his message that prompted the tirade ...As Blair says, sounds like you should just get the fuck out. Make the leap - you've lots of friends in London and Glasgow. You're totally employable but you have to be around to get offered the gigs. You can always say no until your cash starts to run out.As they say, it's nae borra.Take it very Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-66775157647772539042009-11-26T18:58:00.002+08:002009-11-26T19:00:38.857+08:00Back in the UK ...I landed @ Heathrow last night, first time back in four years, and to reassure everyone back home I was safe and well, I managed to type some jetlagged nonsense into an email, which I thought I'd preserve for posterity here ...Hello everyone,Just wanted to send y'all my new UK number, it's gonna take me ages to remember it, but you can get me on either that or my normal Aussie number. Right, I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-78767075918066185642009-06-08T13:54:00.002+08:002009-06-08T14:00:10.815+08:00It's been a while ...... so long in fact, that I thought the LJ blog was the current one? Oopsie. Anyways, another thing written that I don't want to lose, so I have to post it here. I suppose after writing I now have a sense of what I wanted to say ... something mixed up between having wanted to be a music journalist, but now realising it's not as special, privileged or creative as actually being a musician, and Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-34813298464034082382009-01-04T22:12:00.002+09:002009-01-04T22:44:32.498+09:00New year, new dramas, new me?Aaahhh, could it be possible ...So, it's been quite a while since I last wrote. The excitement of exams and finishing Uni, followed with the inevitable comedown. A trip East pretendingly based around work but actually unfolded as a sojourn of solitude and recovery. Yet a seductive prick at the tail end however, which, I discovered the following week upon my return home, turned into a bit of a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-75638733237415166462008-11-14T09:25:00.002+09:002008-11-14T09:31:48.278+09:00My YES year?Wonderful Celeste has suggested that my thirty-third year, be the year of YES! So, I am to document everything I say yes to, and if I can associate a song with it, I'll come up with a super playlist too...So that's the idea. Starting Saturday. Am I putting it off? Umm, no, not really. I don't think?Anyway, a song to start with. The Rapture's "Olio" off the Yes New York compilation, perhaps?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-16319650882452419702008-11-12T09:29:00.002+09:002008-11-12T10:17:25.486+09:00art & music is on my mind ....Today's inspiration: Jonathan Jones' Art blog on the Guardian website. All of his ideals about artists are pretty amazing, lofty and inspiring. But when he mixes up music - and one of my favourite bands, no less - with talk of art, I'm always particularly interested and intrigued.Not to mention, the talk of late 70's/early 80's Britain is pretty much the most melancholy time I can imagine, what Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-45355407713219157832008-11-10T23:50:00.002+09:002008-11-11T00:00:59.144+09:00birthday?how do i get through the night now?the next day?week?month?year?lifetime?i liedi told the truthi parcelled it in liesi apologiseda loti was graciousi thinki hope things won't changebut i can't imagine them staying the samei hurti'll get over iti'm sadempty?free?That's good, right?nowe'll seenever say neverso embarrassingnervouslyapologisingprofuselyand promising hope that nothing would be Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-40161365870915609962008-11-04T14:24:00.004+09:002008-11-04T14:31:32.542+09:00Groups?I think I'd really like to try some group therapy. Maybe it's time to speak to my friend about the Grow group she goes to? Maybe not right now, but just to find out more.It's not often you ever see anything written about dysthmia, so I was pleased to come across this today, hence the post ..."The symptoms you describe are accurate for dysthymic depression - mild constant depression interrupted Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-61210711501271426862008-09-05T19:38:00.004+08:002008-09-05T19:43:16.556+08:00WIll this ever get easier?Having to talk to new people about my illnesses and then fill in fricking forms to analyse my depression/anxiety/suicide/general mentalness levels really dampens my mood. Is that surprising? Probably not. But the past two Friday's have been ruined by said occurences, of course, other good things have come out of them - not everything is all doom and gloom - but I just hate the absolute low Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-10574386910054243072008-09-02T08:54:00.002+08:002008-09-02T09:05:13.852+08:00Can serious intellectual theory provide the key to happiness and personal fulfilment for everyone?Ummmmm, YES!Well, at least I hope it bloody well can, as that's the avenue I am pursuing at present. I haven't even read Julian Baggini's article, (I will do once I have finished typing this post), but I must say that I do think it is certainly worth trying to come up with some answers.As I am embarking on another, probably deeper and longer period of internal questioning and restructuring (DBTUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-25071260021531253392008-08-29T13:57:00.001+08:002008-08-29T13:58:37.407+08:00Please tell me this didn't really happen ...Last night sitting on my bed after a day at school, I'd had a lovely mini-date/coffee with a friend from class, and was feeling tired but good. Dad comes in to tell me about some TV personality who'd committed suicide, we got to talking about how if I ever felt like that again I had to talk to someone. But I'd only just been thinking about how much easier an out it can be minutes before as I was Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-69119080601472523722008-08-27T16:54:00.004+08:002008-08-27T17:07:19.484+08:00Where's my crystal ball got to?As an artist manager, the changes in the music industry over the last 15 years - starting with the internet! - have made it a precarious place for musicians and related administrators to be able to make a living. I was horrified to hear hear of the advent and seemingly across-board implementation of the new wave of artist RAPE by record companies a/k/a the 360 deal, so this lifted my heart a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-34156402597689988112008-08-25T21:53:00.003+08:002008-08-25T22:01:29.614+08:00Paris & Nicole?You can't tell the difference between me and a famous person sometimes, due to my perfected pose. The family hate it, I oft get into trouble for not being serious enough in pictures, but I don't do toothy photos, so instead you get a pose. If it's good enough for Keira, it's good enough for me, I reckon ...Finally got the VISA essay done, thanks to Deb for her (shouting) words at lunch today, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-27145667295261079602008-08-24T09:58:00.003+08:002008-08-24T10:04:08.127+08:00My hero ...What a lovely day out this would be ..."Alain de Botton is a philosopher committed to the idea of making people happier. That's why - and there should be no paradox in this - he also believes that we should all learn to be extremely pessimistic. He will deliver a sermon designed to focus our minds on the absolute darkness of human experience, from the moment of birth to our last sigh, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-73119836842082998212008-08-23T10:32:00.003+08:002008-08-23T10:40:08.117+08:00Pre- yet post- writings ...I've been writing on Amanda's blog instead of my own with regards to our ridiculously bad attempts at keeping up with our fabulous new buddy system so that she finishes her book and I get my essays in on time this semester. Here's my comments to her first missed deadline post ...Oh look, I am such a numpty, I never even wrote any, I just THOUGHT I did ... flipping heck. Maybe it really is time Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-81583036487804479112008-08-23T10:02:00.002+08:002008-08-23T10:31:59.996+08:00Study Buddy ...So, Amanda and I have been CRAP at keeping up to our week 2 deadlines, how badly does that bode for future (non-)achievements? Anyhow, I've been commenting on her blog posts when I figured I really should have been writing my own as well, here's a response to her earlier message today ..."No police as I'm backed up by a bigger authority ... that of GUILT whereby I haven't finished my essays, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-65079878764904717202008-08-10T17:05:00.003+08:002008-08-10T17:43:29.127+08:00EstatesIt's been a while, but after viewing La Haine for my European Studies class this afternoon, I feel moved to write.The director said he wrote the film to raise awareness of the housing estates en Paris. To be 100% behind the people who have to live on the estates, who know they cannot escape. To be able to film there, they are living in one of the flats, in amongst the other estate tenants. ButUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-19537005373347102722008-07-30T14:22:00.003+08:002008-07-30T14:26:42.233+08:00More reading ...Here's a lovely paragraph I stumbled across, from my usual weblinkings through the world of The Guardian:-The idea that marriage is a settling into long-term cosiness is bizarre. A succession of short relationships allows you to coast. Staying with one person doesn't (or shouldn't). A vibrant 70-year-old I interviewed recently in New York told me that whenever she and her husband of 40 years feltUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-58495130486149495162008-07-29T01:50:00.001+08:002008-07-29T01:52:00.884+08:00Can someone pay for my flights to London please?I need to go to this ...Love CoursePLEASE?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-10233709000982326312008-07-27T12:19:00.004+08:002008-07-27T12:51:44.679+08:00i am so angry i cannot think of a suitable titleI am going ever-so-slightly f***ing crazy attempting to wipe the cache of my CrackBerry and sync it with my Mac, so during this incredibly frustrating task which seems to be taking at least 10 times longer than it should, I thought I would peruse the newspaper online, as I'd received my latest SundayHerald update email this morning ...Bad move. I should have known it really.There's all the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-60307293778936661782008-07-26T15:57:00.002+08:002008-07-26T16:02:27.237+08:00Something everyone should readWe have a drinking problem, and it makes oil seem cheap. "It is an astonishing kind of stupidity that sees us duped into paying for bottles of water - stuff that flows free out of taps."Can everyone who reads this article PLEASE vow to cut the number of bottles of water you buy? or soft drink, or cans or whatever? Use what's in the tap, or buy a filter if you can't deal with the tap stuff.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-84306413332639320972008-07-15T00:39:00.002+08:002008-07-15T00:43:14.933+08:00Self-sabotage has supposedly ended ...... yet why am I still up working and I still don't have a finished essay to hand in tomorrow?I don't understand, it's like I fess up and "own" it, then all the fear goes and I don't bother anymore.Fuck I'm lonely, and well sick of the nonsense in my mind tonight.Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting ...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345725383716209326.post-33651172006292166392008-07-08T00:04:00.003+08:002008-07-08T00:23:46.381+08:00Two problemsOne is my heart, there's not really an awful lot that can be done about that just now. Needless to say, it's kind of driving me ever-so-slightly insane and I wish there was a cure for time, or insanity, or daydreaming, or distance, or any of the things that seem to be preventing me from being able to dull the ache. Will-power would be useful too, any quick fixes out there for that one? I thinkUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3